Thunder roared, and the wind swept through, as if it was roaring, and as if it was sarcastic.

Ordinary people, who have not yet touched immortality, have actually tried to fight against the cycle of reincarnation in the law of heaven?

The cardinal felt the passing years of life on his master.

It seemed to have seen a sad ending, and couldn't help but whistle with grief.

The sacred flame of the Vermillion Bird is burning the wind and snow on the dome.

The red snow poured and it was pouring.

"Follower, don't worry about me."

Zhou You comforted softly: "I have died once... How could I die again so easily?"

The cardinal didn't understand, and looked dazed.

The ultimate truth of the Tao is broken, and comes from nothingness, and swept to the world.

The sword energy that eliminates sins and defies the karma lingers around the white-haired boy.

Big sleeves swaying.

Zhou You once again used the truth of the ultimate Tao and followed the Dharma.

He said in a deep voice, "I want to see... a glimmer of life for Zhou Yushui!"

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When you walk through the world in this life, as long as you make up for this last wish, you will be considered to be the perfection of fate. At this moment, you are really only a slight difference from the realm of "life and death fruit".

Nine heavens and ten earths.

As long as she still has a glimmer of hope.

I'll save it.

The truth of the Supreme Dao and the sword energy of the sword to draw sin blend together. In an instant, the divine thoughts of traveling over mountains and ridges, passing through the entire Sui world.

The ancient Heavenly Lord of the Dao Sect wandered in Taixu in one thought.

The so-called Yang God leaves his body and travels to the eight wildernesses.

The white-haired Taoist priest who found the final answer through the ultimate truth has a complicated expression and his eyes are enlightened.

He slowly lowered his eyes and looked at the mountains and rivers on earth, the dust and snow on the west ridge.

Zhou Yushui's glimmer of hope.

Far in the sky.

Nearby.

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Over the Dao Sect, wind and snow reflected the wind and snow. Two old men guarding the pavilion used their magical powers to evolve the scene of the Xiling dome.

The wind, snow, thunder and lightning dance together.

Everyone can only see a vague approximation clearly.

As for the so-called "Supreme Truth" golden thread, the tide of life and death and silence, only those with destiny who have sufficient realm and sufficient eyesight can see it.

The old cow in Qiangshan was busy, and sometimes looked up at the direction of the dome, with emotion, sometimes circling around the woman in black shirt beside her, making a sound.

My ancestor is indeed sure!

Lao Niu muttered that the ancestor made a very accurate prophecy. He has not made a fortune in hundreds of years. Has he also realized a thread of "the ultimate truth" of the ancestor of Taoism?

Wang Yi, who was pursuing the creation, was already immersed in a mysterious sense.

For her, the opportunity to break the situation is not to remove the sin, but to travel around holding the sin.

She is the one who is destined to see the thread of destiny and the tide of extinction in the battle on the dome.

If nothing unexpected happens, after this battle, she will be able to realize the Star Lord and officially take over the important task of the Qiangshan Mountain Lord.

The other side.

Fuyao stood in the snow in the broken canyon, stretched out his hand to gently pull his temples, and his hair was covered with white frost.

Just looking at his figure, this Luojia Mountain Lord is quite lonely and desolate.

She stood alone in the wind and snow, quietly admiring the peerless charm of the white-haired Taoist priest who slashed his fate against the enemy.

The battle at Lotus Temple has actually been decided.

From the moment Zhou You took the sword... I had already lost.

The woman smiled calmly and felt relieved.

She did not feel unwilling to accept it. On the contrary, the difficult knot in her heart that had been buried was finally opened at this moment.

Top of Taihe Mountain.

Gu Shuang Xuan Jing and the other two looked down at the foot of the mountain, both of whom were silent.

In this half hour, everything that happened to the Dao Sect... is really amazing.

"Mr. Zhou You is not dead." Xuan Jing stared at Gu Shuang and asked Youyou: "Did you know it long ago?"

"I didn't know it a long time ago... I guessed a little bit from my uncle's reaction." Gu Xiaoyu blinked slyly, then asked with a smile: "But, you really made a promise. When did you learn the Taoist ancestor's "The Truth of the Supreme Dao?"

Xuan Jing was speechless.

Gu Xiaoyu's eyelids twitched and she murmured: "Mr. Zhou You took the sword and refused to live... Why do I always have an unusual expectation?"

It's like, something big is going to happen?

A big and big thing.

Xuan Jing frowned, not sure why.

The next moment.

Under the gaze of everyone—

On the nine thousand feet of dome, red snow fell, and the white-haired Taoist priest jumped down, chasing the glimmer of life in Zhou Yushui, and fish leaping on the sea.

Draw the sword energy of sin, the truth of the truth, two rays of light combine into one, and kill the world.

Direction of Qingbai City.

A vast ray of wind and thunder burst out from the deep underground.

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Chapter completed!