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"what!"

Lu Ming thumped his chest and his feet. At this time, the world was waiting to be revived. The Taiji Dojo was a world leader, so there was more than one word to do.

But seeing the two disappear without a trace, they had to shake their heads and sigh, look back in surprise, and return to the dojo to arrange a meeting ceremony.

He also knew in his heart that compared to the ghost outside the world, everything here was considered a side effect.

If it weren't for the undecided world, I'm afraid these two people would have followed the celestial master long ago.

…

Huhu!

The storm of broken dimension is constantly blowing in the empty void.

The place where the aftermath of the war spread, the earth and immortal roads are already turned upside down, and the void between the worlds is full of devastation.

Countless dimensions, the remains of the cave sky, constantly collide in the storm, bursting out terrifying ripples.

This is already a real land of destruction, not to mention ordinary monks, even the great monks with the ten magical powers, will change their colors.

This is the real ‘Holy War’ Land’, in which there is infinite horror.

What is destroyed is not only the dimension that exists in it, but also the world wreckage of Demon Realm, Heaven and Human Dao, and Animal Dao, and the chaos is not just the void itself.

There are also the time and space and ancient history that have been affected.

Pieces of light and shadow drifting from nowhere, coming and going in the void storm, are also broken, some, and gradually stabilized.

"Finally, it's stabilized..."

In the light and shadow, there is a sacred mountain that was originally majestic and beautiful but now only remains, and a group of people stand up from the ruin.

Looking at the outer world in horror and blankly, his body trembled slightly.

Among them, there are many monks who have already condensed great supernatural powers, but looking at the void storm at this time, their faces are all pale.

"No wonder it is said that only real power can be involved in time and space, which is too terrifying..."

An old man in ragged clothes stood up tremblingly, shaking off the dust from his body, looking at his two remaining juniors, with a sad expression:

"The difference in thought caused my Dao Sect to be truly destroyed, miserable, miserable, miserable... If I can't find the Patriarch..."

The heart of the old Tao is extremely sad.

When they came to this time and space, they paid a huge price.

"If you can find the ancestors of the past, no matter how big the price is, it's worth it%"

The boy who changed into a cyan robes let out a sigh:

"The strength of the cultivator is extremely strong. I will not wait to escape before the Taoist inheritance will truly be severed. Now, although I have suffered heavy losses, at least, in this time and space, there will be no cultivators? Maybe, there is no such' Emperor Yuanyang'!"

Speaking of the ‘Qingshi’, the three of them were all blue-faced and gritted their teeth. When it came to the ‘Emperor Yuanyang’, they all looked terrified and fought two battles.

No one is willing to step into time and space, it is really compelling.

The time and space they were in, Yuanyang was in the sky, and the cultivators flooded the world. They were absolutely invincible, and there was really no place for them to survive.

"I feel the breath of the spirit, but why is it so weak? Is this really the chronology of the gods?"

The only Taoist aunt among the three suddenly uttered, and her delicate face was a little distorted in shock: "No, no... You, look, then, is that the wreckage of the world?!"

"Devil, devilish energy? No, still, there is still evil spirit..."

"Oh my God!"

The expressions of the two changed, and they raised their heads. Looking back at the four directions, they saw that one side was so big that the wreckage wandered everywhere, sometimes colliding, shaking off the mountains and stars.

Each one was frightened and looked indifferent.

All realms are destroying...

"Well, this is the end of the Book of Gods..."

The veteran voice trembled: "According to legend, Yuanyang was born at the end of the era of the gods, slaughtered all worlds, and reopened the world..."

"Wait... Brother, look, what is that?"

The young Taoist look suddenly changed, pointing towards the depths of the void, and both of them looked back, faintly, as if seeing countless lights and shadows circulating.

In the light and shadow, they seemed to see the legendary Mount Xumi, which had long since collapsed, and even the ancestral court of Daomen!

And, getting closer.

"No, no... I seem to have seen a lot of Mount Sumeru..."

The veteran was dumbfounded.

"This, how is this possible? The illusion, it must not be the real Mount Xumi! Mount Xumi, there is only one!"

The three of them were shocked, and suddenly heard an exclamation: "Of course it is Mount Xumi, and this is not an illusion..."

"Who?"

The three of them were shocked, and saw a barefoot young man stepping on the void, pacing, seemingly slow, but in fact extremely fast, only a blink of an eye, came to the three of them.

"Your Excellency?"

Old Dao's throat squirmed for a moment, barely questioning, the other two were already on the verge of an enemy.

"Poor Dao's name is Ge."

The young Taoist smiled slightly, but his sight was not far from the depths of the void. His eyes were very bright, as powerful as his voice:

"Years are endless, Mount Xume, and naturally there is not only one... Those Xume mountains that are getting closer and closer are all real! Like yours, they are ripples that have been shaken down in the long river of time and space by the aftermath of a powerful fight... "

Time, time and space...

Was shaken down...

The three of them looked in a trance, as if they were listening to a heavenly book, and they were momentarily stunned on the spot.

"wrong!"

The young Taoist came back to his senses and looked at Ge Taoist as if he was facing a major enemy: "You, how can you know so clearly?"

The other two also came back to their senses, looking vigilant.

"Could the three of you think that with your subtle cultivation skills plus the little tricks of a few undead stupid idiots, you can cross time and space and go back to the past without dying, right?"

Seeing the three of them from vigilance to doubt, their expressions changed drastically, and there was a smile on Ge Dao's face:

"You can come and not die, naturally it is the handwriting of the poor!"

"you you!"

The three old men were agitated, frightened and frightened. When they spoke, their teeth couldn't help but collide: "Who are you on earth?!"

"Ha ha."

Ge Daoren smiled without answering, and took out a whisk from the void, and waved it towards the depths of the void:

"open!"

A soft rebuke, but it seemed to say the law!

The emptiness of the muddled void suddenly rippled, and immediately there were waves surging up, and then there was a terrifying sound like an overwhelming horror.

A towering and sacred portal slowly opened in the horrified eyes of the three.

The three saw it really.

Behind the huge portal like a pillar of heaven is a terrifying and indescribable long river.

Desolate and ancient, there seems to be endless honor and disgrace in it.

That is, the years go by!

The three of them throbbed more and more, but they couldn't even pronounce a syllable. They only watched as a huge ship, as red as fire and as big as a star, burst through the waves.

"The Great Fire Spirit Ship...above the time and space of rafting, ferrying through the years..."

The old Dao suddenly woke up, and his eyes looked at Ge Daoren like a ghost: "You, you are a Taiji Daoist, Ge Xiaoxian!"

terror!

Great horror!

The three people, including Lao Dao, only felt that an invisible hand was holding their heart, and for a while, they almost suffocated.

Ge Xiaoxian!

Relative to this time and space, this name may be unknown, but in the time and space they came from, this name is truly thunderous.

Tai Chi Taoist Ge Xiaoxian, he holds the authority of all realms, and the whole world respects it together!

Legend has it that he has the ability to understand the past and the future, to reverse life and death, and his supernatural powers are invincible, almost compared to those of the patriarchs in the Taiji Dojo.

Among the Tai Chi Taoists in the past, they can all be ranked in the top five!

But who would have thought that not only can he walk through the years, he can actually bring people here...

"Poor Dao Ge Xiaoxian."

Ge Daoren swept the dust, causing the Fire Spirit ship to travel through time and space and sink into nothingness before he smiled faintly:

"Do you know why you can only locate the beacon in this time and space?"

"you…"

The three veteran gazes were dull and heartbroken, and they said a little after hearing the words: "That, that is the method my Taoist ancestor can teach to heaven, you, you..."

"The way of heaven is not to be feared, let alone'received by heaven'."

With a palm of Ge Xiaoxian's hand, he squeezed the three people together with the hole in the broken eyes between his fingers:

"The Patriarch has already broken the previous eternity. Even if you have the power to reach the sky, how can you pass the Patriarch?"

Hum!

In the emptiness, the fire spirit ship burst into light, and various talismans circulated and changed outside, and one after another on the deck was seen leaning on the railing.

"The place where the light shines, is it the ancestor's parting dojo? According to legend, the ancestor was here to cut off the outer demons and become the sacred and supreme..."

"The light and shadow are intertwined. Could it be the ‘Seven Treasure Tree’? According to legend, the ancestor Cihang used the ‘Tao Heart’ to ‘plant demons’, and its foundation is this ‘Seven Treasure Tree’!"

"The time and space of the patriarch's enlightenment! How lucky I am to wait? I also want to thank Uncle Ge, apart from his old man, no one is willing to ferry time and space..."

"Master..."

…

There was a lot of discussion on the fire spirit ship, and the group of people who used to be serious and rigid in front of the disciples in the past are all excited at this time.

Yuan Yang Ji is countless times stronger than Zhu Shen Ji, but there are not many who can spy on time and space, and there are very few across it.

Even if it is the entire Tai Chi dojo, the power of time and space for rafting and boating is only ten fingers.

There is such a thing, and there is rarely a habit of liking to lead people.

It will not be easy for them to come here, but that's all.

Looking here is the limit, but it is absolutely impossible to go further.

It is not that time and space are not allowed, but Ge Xiaoxian is not allowed.

The time and space of the Patriarch's enlightenment is a truly taboo place, and no one is qualified to approach this place except for the Taiji Taoists of the past dynasties.

"Patriarch..."

Taking the remnants of the Dao Sect in his hand, Ge Xiaoxian took a deep breath, trampled on the void, and walked towards the Seven Treasure Tree that covers the Netherworld in the depths of the void.

He has been enlightened for a long time, and he has set foot in the long river several times, but it is the first time that he has really come to this time and space.

It's not that he doesn't want it, but he can't.

This time and space has long been more than just the past. In a sense, this time and space has no past, no future, only the present!

It's like being stripped from the history of the years.

Not long after he walked, he stopped his pace and looked into the distance, only to see the Seven Treasure Trees buzzing and trembling, with a bright glow.

A monk together, play against the next.