Buzz!

In the depths of the void where no one knows, two eyes collided like substance, and waves of world-destroying crazes emerged among the worlds among the worlds.

Countless beings living in the cracks between time and space were wailing. These beings were able to escape through the interlayers of all realms. They were already considered strong people, but they were still wiped out in the two gazes.

"Destroy and birth!"

Above the red lotus, the smile of the Great Free Heaven Demon Lord dissipated, and the surprise in his eyes remained unabashed: "You have come to this point?"

As if He exists like this, there are very few things or people in the world that can surprise Him. But at this time, when he saw the existence of Mount Sumeru, Great Freedom was a little moved.

Not only was he surprised that this person came back to block the road, but his cultivation level was entering the country.

The closer you get, the harder it is to follow. This is by no means false. At that time, the old Buddha was the best in the saints, and it is difficult for all the records to be comparable.

There is such an amazing entry?!

"After 70,000 years of separation, the Demon Lord's style remains the same."

Facing the eternal Lord of the Demonic Way on the other side of the void, the old Buddha under the seven-colored treasure tree clasped his hands together, and after a bow, he shook his head:

"But you shouldn't have come back!"

"oh?"

Da Zizai raised his eyebrows and shook his head, "It's different from the past, so there must be no surprise."

He was a little familiar with this scene.

During that turmoil in the sky, the "Birth-Destroying Buddha" used this to persuade the Brahma Saint to return to the Dharma body of the lower realm.

Afterwards, this Buddha who died of life was worthy of the first person below him, and he looked down on the powerful strength of all races and the powerful people.

He never stood up, but just sat cross-legged on the top of Mount Sumeru and threw down the seven-treasure tree that had exhausted all the magical powers of eternal magic, and swept down all the rebellions that had shown shocking strength in the battle to defeat the sky.

It calmed down the unprecedented changes in the past, and made countless old antiques that had survived for a longer time become horrified.

But now, it is different from that time. The rebellion of the sky was just a prelude to the great enemy outside the sky. Now, it is time to decide the outcome.

"I'm here, I'm not surprised."

On the blood-colored lotus platform, the old Buddha sighed: "Now, it may not be... When you come, you will have a flaw!"

"Um?"

Da Zizai's eyes sank: "Misheng, you are arrogant!"

Great freedom seems to be unhappy.

With his cultivation status, few people in the Ji dared to talk to him like this, but his eyes flashed and he suppressed his anger rarely.

"The dispute over words is meaningless."

The old Buddha's expression remained unchanged and said lightly: "To be safe, the Demon Lord, stay in the Demon Realm, don't come out for the time being."

"You are becoming more and more presumptuous!"

Da Zizai's eyes were full of coldness, and he was already angry: "The Brahma Saint dared not command this demon lord like this!"

"He is not me."

Lao Fo didn't say anything nonsense.

With just a casual lift, and a bending finger, a Taoist species formed by the interweaving of seven-color streaming light has crossed the sky and disappeared into nothingness:

"It's easy to take a step forward, but the old monk may not give the demon leader any more demeanor!"

Rumble!

The Demon Realm was shaking violently, the sea of ​​blood boiled, and the blood waves rolled into the sky, as if they were about to tear apart the void of the Demon Realm and flooded the nine heavens and ten earths.

The fierce and sharp sword light was almost uncontrollably about to take off.

But after a long time, the movement subsided.

Above the red lotus, Da Zizai's face was ashen, but he slowly closed his eyes, pressing all the terrifying murderous intent and the anger that was enough to burn the sky into his heart.

"Bald donkey!"

.........

One glance is like ten thousand years.

The glance at each other from a distance between the two realms contained too many things in it, and An Qisheng's mind was also shocked.

There was a moment of trance in the sea of ​​my heart.

"Knowing yourself and your enemy may not be able to win every battle. However, if you don't know the enemy, you will definitely be difficult to win..."

In a trance, An Qisheng seemed to see the kind-hearted young man named "Wenming". The young man talked to himself, with a complicated expression.

Buzz ~

As the sound falls, the tide rises in the sea of ​​heart, and the deepest part of the soul, the light of water appears on the Taoist map, as if there is infinite Taoist in it crisscrossing and intertwining.

There is a trend of gathering and unity and turning into a brand.

This is the imprint of the king of demons, the lord of the demon realm, the first demon in the past, and the demon lord of Great Freedom Heaven!

Since coming to this world, he has collected countless magical powers and ancient books, which are of course for sorting out the system, but also for the purpose of the saints.

However, even though he had reached the five-star "Nirvana" in the evaluation of Taoist and Yitu, he had completely fabricated the imprint of the saint out of thin air.

Now, at a glance, the unavailable imprints for decades are slowly gathering.

"Wenming..."

An Qisheng's mind was touched and felt the flow of memories, which was complicated and hard to describe for a moment.

This imprint that is about to be transformed is the most fundamental reason why King Yu left the battle seal in the Demon Realm.

The message sent by Dayu was simple and small, but it was enough to make him understand something.

Tens of thousands of years ago, Dayu combined the power of the Daxia country, using the Tianshi Mansion as the center and the continents and seas as the medium. The Daxia fortune and its own magical powers were used as the guide.

Lay a large array that separates the realms.

Not only the Netherworld, but also the Animal Realm, the Desire Demon Realm (Demon Realm), and the Heavenly Human Realm are also separated from the Earthly Immortal Realm.

It is not only to protect the sentient beings in the land of immortals and the anger of the various realms, but also to leave a war mark.

In order to fight with the saints when they arrive in the world.

The real purpose is to combine this "saint mark" for him, a crucial mark for him!

"I don't know how to call you, but I think it's not bad to call you a teacher."

The young man talked to himself in the void until the end, he was far away from the vast void and could not bow down, his tone was choked:

"Teacher, the disciple is incompetent, and he is only capable of doing so. The rest of the teacher will suffer..."

"call!"

All kinds of thoughts drifted in the sea of ​​stars with a breath of turbid air. When An Qisheng opened his eyes again, he had returned to peace.

Feeling the message flowing in his heart and the imprint of the saint that was about to gather, his last concern in his heart was finally broken.

A saint who has eternal history has all the secrets of the emperor since the ages, including the saints themselves!

This means that this ancient world will finally unfold completely in front of him!

"Hmm? Haha!"

In the sea of ​​stars, Baidi, who stood tall in front of the collision of stars, burst into laughter.

"Your heart is in chaos!"

Under the crazy hair, the White Emperor looked happy and cruel: "One step away, but it seems to be separated by a star sea. Do you realize that this emperor is reluctant to accept his despair?!"

Rumble!

The sea of ​​stars turbulently, and the stars broke again. In the next moment, countless divine shadows appeared in the divine court, turning into meteor storm and whistling.

"I don't belong to Him in talent! But if you step apart, you will never be able to catch up. Do you understand the pain in this emperor's heart?!"

In the sea of ​​stars, the White Emperor no longer retained his recklessly and violently destroyed the rolling star storm, allowing the storm to impact again and again, but remained majestic.

This was the deepest depression in his heart, and it was also the unwillingness to sense the arrival of great freedom.

"You will not be different from this emperor!"

"You were also a pioneer!"

Faced with Baidi's violent venting, An Qisheng responded lightly: "I am different from you."

The next moment, like a rock falling into a deep well, the peace was broken.

"you?"

The words came to an abrupt end, and the White Emperor's eyes shook. He saw the Taoist Hongxuan, who had been in charge of the Divine Court for a long time, suddenly stood up.

His body seemed to be eternal and unchanging calm, and in an instant, it turned into extremely terrifying violence.

boom!
To be continued...