When he came here, Wudaozi raised his hand and shook it, and a bronze ruler appeared in his hand, and it hit Cangmuzi's head directly.

After this bronze ruler appeared, there was no trace of vision, no mysterious aura came out, and it did not cause changes in the time around the surrounding void, not even the changes in the surrounding energy matter. It looks like a simple bronze ruler.

However, when Cang Muzi saw this ruler, his face changed greatly.

The figure trembled, and a Qingyun suddenly appeared above his head, with towering ancient trees growing on it, heading towards the bronze ruler.

This Qingyun is so vast that it almost has to be calculated in thousands of miles to be able to calculate it clearly. And that ancient tree is almost standing up to the sky, huge and vast, it is difficult to describe in words.

However, it is such a Qingyun and such an ancient wood, but in the face of the bronze ruler that is at most a foot long, it looks so small.

It seems that no matter how much you can't resist this bronze ruler, it feels like you can't resist it. Even the little distance between the original bronze ruler and the head of Cangmuzi seemed to have been expanded to be able to easily accommodate the Qingyun and the towering ancient trees that stood on the top of the sky.

Luo Fan has always watched the battle between Cangmuzi and Wudaozi. There was still Cangmuzi's breath to cover it before, but at this time, there was no breath to cover it, but he could see it more clearly than before. When he saw such a scene, he couldn't help but change his face slightly.

This bronze ruler is a magic weapon, and he can still see this.

But the power of this bronze ruler is so mysterious. It was completely beyond his imagination, and he couldn't even measure what level of magic it was, how could he keep his composure?

"This magic weapon actually has such a wonderful use, and it usually bursts out with earth-shattering power. It doesn't look like a peak quasi-saint-level magic weapon, could it be a higher-level magic weapon?can't it......" Luo Fan's mind flashed with such a thought.

If this magic weapon was a magic weapon at the peak quasi-saint level, Luo Fan believed that he could feel it, even if it was able to conceal a qiē breath or a qiē vision, he would definitely have some feelings. But at this moment. He didn't feel it at all. Even when this bronze ruler was already able to suppress Cangmuzi's Qingyun and Gumu to such a point, he still couldn't detect the abnormalities and subtleties in it, how could this be what an ordinary peak quasi-saint-level magic weapon could do?

But. It should be said that it is the magic weapon of the saint series. Of course, Luo Fan couldn't believe anything.

The saint is omnipotent. The eternal immortal existence zài, the magic weapon of that progression, is the form of light. It will definitely be able to give people infinite understanding, just by taking it out, it may be overwhelmed, and its power can be so small.

It was precisely because of this feeling that Luo Fan was a little unsure what kind of magic weapon this was.

Luo Fan didn't know, Cang Muzi obviously knew. His movements were extremely fast, and after Na Qingyun and Gu Mu appeared, he raised his hand, and between the distortion of time and space, a branch in the shape of a flat pole appeared above his head out of thin air through time and space from nowhere.

This branch, which was in the shape of a flat shoulder, was the same as the bronze ruler, and looked ordinary, except that it was verdant, as if it had just been broken from a tree, and it was no different from ordinary branches.

At this time, the bronze ruler of Wudaozi had already directly smashed the ancient wood and Qingyun on the top of Cangmuzi's head, completely erasing it, as if it had wiped the dust on the table.

Although, in between, the speed at which the bronze ruler fell was affected in the slightest, the whole process was unimaginable.

You must know that when that Qingyun and that ancient wood appeared, the whole world seemed to have changed, and it was erased so easily and simply, and the power of the bronze ruler can be imagined.

That Qingyun and Gu Mu are obviously some kind of extremely closely related existence of Cang Muzi, although they are not transformed by his Yuan Shen, but after not erasing them, they also make him suffer greatly.

At this time, although there was a relieved look in his eyes, the blood was spurting out, and his face became a little pale.

Cangmuzi is the pinnacle quasi-saint, it is his blood, and it is also a mysterious anomaly. After being sprayed out by him, it directly turned into countless strange blood-colored creatures between the voids, chirping, like ancient trees, and like some kind of long-shaped strange beasts, running around between the voids.

Each of these blood-colored creatures can easily crush at least one Qiē Innate Great Luo cultivator, and even in the face of a newly established quasi-saint monk, they also have the power to fight.

It's a pity that they don't have much intelligence, they just instinctively run around, and some of them want to burrow into the void and move the void directly.

However, none of them were able to escape.

It's not that Wudaozi or Cangmuzi used any means to stop them, but that the branch that looked like a flat shoulder and the bronze ruler have come into contact with each other!

Both look very ordinary, very ordinary.

But at the moment of contact, the void around it instantly turned into an almost chaotic appearance, whether it was time, space, matter, or energy, it was completely shattered, turning into an almost chaotic piece. Among them, it naturally includes the blood-colored creature that came out of Cangmuzi's mouth.

As for Wudaozi and Cangmuzi, they were guarded by an invisible barrier, and in that almost chaotic piece, they were not affected in the slightest.

The two invisible barriers were not spherical, but directly attached to the surface of their bodies, and from a distance, it seemed as if they didn't care about the chaos around them at all, and they didn't need any protection and were directly suspended in the chaos. If it weren't for Luo Fan's astonishing perception, he might not have been able to feel the existence of this barrier at all.

This piece of chaos directly completely destroyed the strange world that Cangmuzi had opened up before.

At this moment, Cangmuzi and Wudaozi were directly exposed in the void of the outside world, looking from the top of this Qilin Cliff. It was as if a gray cloud had obscured the ten suns in the sky.

Luo Fan's face was stern at this time, the light in his eyes was shining, and there were countless mystical realizations between his mind and mind.

Although the methods of this enlightened man and Cangmuzi are different, they are very similar at all. The magic weapon used by the two also belongs to the same level. And the mysteries of these magic weapons obviously contain some mysteries that cannot be touched by the peak quasi-saint level, otherwise, they will not be unable to perform them themselves, but must use magic weapons to perform them. In such a situation, there is no guidance from any famous teacher. can only rely on Luo Fan, who explores on his own. Naturally, it was a very rare opportunity, which allowed him to know in advance what the mystery of the realm above the peak quasi-saint was.

The realm of a saint is above the peak quasi-saint, but of course it is impossible to be a saint as long as he breaks through the peak quasi-saint. If so, then the saint would not be so valuable. In this earth universe, there are no more trillions of years, and there will not be only these seven saints.

Although Luo Fan didn't know how to become holy. But he understood. If you want to become holy, in addition to breaking through the peak quasi-saint, there must be many factors. Many conditions. And these factors, these conditions, must contain many mysteries that cannot be achieved by the pinnacle quasi-sanctuary.

Therefore, the mystery of this realm above the pinnacle quasi-saint does not mean that it is the mystery of the realm of the saint, but is very likely just the mystery of some factors and conditions that must be achieved before becoming holy.

However, even if it is so, it is already extremely precious.

Luo Fan was here to pay attention to the battle between Wudaozi and Cangmuzi, but the preacher was a wolf at this time, and he came out of the ground of the Qilin Cliff.

The cave he had worked so hard to open up before had long since completely turned into nothingness, as if it had never existed. And he himself was also a wolf at this time, and he had even lost half of his body, and even the remaining half of his body was scorched black at this time, looking as if he had been thundered by the sky.

At this time, the preacher was full of horror, and as soon as he appeared, he directly turned his gaze to the gray cloud above the void, similar to chaos.

It's not that his perception is keen, it's that the gray layer is too obvious. Although the aura emanating from there does not have all kinds of mysterious changes like the aura emitted by Wudaozi and Cangmuzi, it can have incredible combat power. But it is also powerful, and the amazing sense of existence makes the preacher naturally set his eyes on it as soon as he appears.

Although the preacher is a quasi-saint, he is tens of thousands of times worse than Luo Fan.

Luo Fan could easily see through the gray, chaotic-like clouds, and saw the enlightened Daozi and Cangmuzi in the clouds. This sect preacher didn't have this kind of strength at all, he just glanced at the clouds a few times, and then suddenly his whole body was shaken, and the aura on his body withered a lot.

The large half of the body, which was originally recovering, also stopped.

"It's not good! my strength can't look at this kind of storage at all!" the preacher exclaimed, and quickly turned his gaze away, panting violently.

Although the gray piece is not really chaotic, it is a piece of complete chaos in time, space, matter, and energy, and it also contains a few traces of chaotic charm. Without a full understanding of chaos, it is impossible to withstand the onslaught of chaotic information that certainly has no power to hurt the viewer, but it confuses the perceptions of the viewer and allows the viewer to hurt himself.

This is the case with the preacher at this time.

After looking away, the face of the sect leader showed a painful color, and then with great difficulty, he took out a crystal clear pill from the space where he placed the object, exuding a fragrance that had even condensed into all kinds of strange appearances, and swallowed it in one gulp.

As this elixir entered his abdomen, his entire body squirmed rapidly, and the half of his body that had been destroyed before quickly grew back, and it was the rest that left him, and half of his charred body also returned to normal.

In the blink of an eye, the whole person seemed to have never been injured, even the newly grown body was not at all as fragile as the newly grown body parts of ordinary monks, but seemed to be a little stronger than his own body.

After doing this, the preacher sat down cross-legged, raised his head again, and stared at the gray clouds above.

He had spent the pill that he knew was valuable at a glance to repair his body, just for this moment!

Although the preacher is just an ordinary Dacheng quasi-saint. And even crossing the path of detachment is also bumpy, almost by chance. But after all, he was a great saint, but he was not a mortal fool, and when he looked at the gray clouds above the sky, he knew that it was an extremely incredible existence. The mysteries contained in it are so profound and unfathomable that if he can understand even the slightest bit of them, he will not be able to enjoy them.

Obviously, such a existence should be caused by the battle between the enlightened son and the so-called Cangmuzi, if their battle is over. Of course, it is impossible to save zài anymore. If you missed this moment. That could be a lifelong regret.

It was precisely because of this that he endured the heartache and took out the pill that he had spent an unknown amount of energy and effort to refine in the later life.

for. It's about taking your form to the top. In order to be able to withstand the impact of information contained in the gray clouds above the sky. You can get a little more out of it.

That pill is a dry pill all day long, and its function is also very amazing. However, when the body, spirit, or other qi qi of the monk is injured, it can be restored to its peak in an instant. And it went on for days.

That is to say, no matter how severely a preacher is injured, as long as his life is not erased instantly, as long as he takes this pill, he can instantly recover his peak state. Moreover, this state can be maintained for several days, so that no matter what injuries he suffers during these days, even if it is an injury to his soul or will, he can recover in an instant, which means that he will never be injured in these days.

This all-day dry pill has such a wonderful use, and its precious process can be imagined.

It took billions of years, nearly 10 billion years, to refine only three. Two of them had already been used up when they were chased by the Peak Quasi-Saint, and the one they had just taken was the third and the last.

And the injuries he had repaired before were only the ones that he would have been able to fully recover from in just a dozen breaths, which seemed like a waste, but the preacher felt that it was worth it.

It's Luo Fan, if he knew, I'm afraid he would also feel that his decision was decisive, and it was the right choice to do so.

I saw the preacher sitting there, looking up at the gray clouds above the sky, his eyes flashing with a light of understanding, but the blood in his mouth was spit out mouthful, like a faucet.

But even if he vomited blood like this, it didn't shake him in any way, and he didn't leave any traces of injury on his body.

Every time he spit it out, a vague fragrance emanated from his body, completely recovering his injuries, including his body, his soul, and his mind, and putting him back in his peak state.

"I see...... "I still have such a mysterious ......", "I used to go wrong...... before......

Such muttering voices kept coming out of the mouths of the preacher, accompanied by his blood.

The preacher is a quasi-saint of Dacheng, although the blood he spit out has not turned into a powerful blood creature comparable to the cultivation of the innate Daluo like the blood spit out by Cangmuzi, but it is by no means ordinary, every time he spits out, it is twisted and changed in the void, and he wants to turn into some kind of existence, if it is in other places, these blood will change for a longer time, I am afraid that it can really be turned into some strange creatures.

But this is the Qilin Cliff, so this kind of thing will naturally not happen.

I saw that the blood had not yet changed and formed and fell directly to the ground, and as soon as it was sucked by the ground of the Qilin Cliff, it disappeared without a trace, and then some faint greenery grew in the place where the blood landed.

Originally, this place had been cleared up and flattened because of the opening of the cave of the Taoist priest, and after his cave was destroyed, it had become a ruin, and there were no more living creatures. But at this moment, after his blood fell to the ground, it became lush and green again, and all kinds of plants grew again.

With this kind of change, the aura on the body of the preacher could not be suppressed, and began to escape involuntarily, and began to rise at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.

This means that his Dao realm is also slowly improving.

Luo Fan was originally observing the battle between Wudaozi and Cangmuzi in the gray clouds, and did not pay attention to the preacher. But when the aura of the preacher spread in all directions and spread to him, his heart moved slightly, and he looked at the place where the preacher was.

When he looked over, what he saw was the preacher sitting there cross-legged, looking up at the gray and cloud-like chaos in the sky, while his mouth was spitting blood, and the whole scene looked extremely miserable.

And after each mouthful of his blood, there seemed to be some kind of power flashing through his body, his soul, and his mind, recovering the injuries suffered by his body, soul, and mind, so that he had the strength to continue to spit out the next mouthful of blood.

But his blood was spitting out, and the wonderful power in his body still repaired his injuries, and the aura on his body was not affected by these at all, and began to increase at a very astonishing speed, although it was still far from breaking through to the Dacheng Quasi-Saint Dacheng, but it was already getting closer to this breakthrough.

"This person is not as unbearable as I thought before......" Luo Fan saw this, but he could see what he was doing at a glance, but such a thought flashed between his mind and mind. (To be continued.) )