Sun Chengbi was hit quite badly, if the banshee was a little late, his life would most likely be buried in the hands of the old man 100,000 years ago

I thought that I had entered the realm of catastrophe, and since then the sea has been wide and the fish has jumped, and the sky is high and the birds are flying, and in just a few days, I have been defeated twice, once I fought alone, and once I was surrounded by many strong, but I still lost miserably.

Qin Qiuhe also sighed and said: "The people are above, the sky is outside the sky, and someone in Qin is sitting in a well and watching the sky." He is almost the same as Sun Chengbi, and his inner portrayal is almost the same.

Sun Chengbi snorted: "Sect Master Qin has time to sigh, it's better to think about how to go back and help." ”

Looking at the Chaos Clock, Sun Chengbi frowned, this bell is not to mention that it is rusty, but it is not bright, but it completely isolates the breath that overflows from the Yellow Spring, and it is not a mortal thing.

Qin Qiuhe said indifferently: "Go back, is this what you really think in your heart?"

Sun Chengbi said expressionlessly: "Sect Master Qin doesn't have to be tempted, I admit that my Sun Chengbi is not a good person, but I know that once this world is eroded by the Yellow Spring, it will be difficult to be a man, let alone a villain." He shouted at the leader of the guards, "Send me in." ”

The leader was embarrassed with a cold face: "Forgive me, seniors, this bell is beyond our control......

He is seven or eight hundred years older than Sun Chengbi, but he calls Sun Chengbi a senior, the main reason is that the cultivation realm has always been in no order to learn, and the master is the teacher.

Inside the Chaos Clock.

Lu Buwei and Cao Feng completed the operation, their spiritual power and physical strength were greatly consumed, and they now had the strength to raise their gestures, but Lu Buwei still gritted his teeth and continued: "One hundred thousand years ago, in the Ten Thousand Demon Sea Region, the day the Yellow Spring was sealed......"

After saying this, most people couldn't help frowning, how could Huang Quan and Ming Zun be two different individuals, how could they extract Huang Quan's memory? Moreover, the nodes extracted by this illusionist were always so full of positional factors.

Ming Zun, who was fighting side by side with them, said in a muffled voice: "Mo Xinyan communicates yin and yang, and uses great mana to guide ...... The deceased returned to Yang, in fact, as early as when that person died and fell into the Nine Shadows, it had been eroded by the Yellow Spring, and it was not surprising that this was a memory they shared. ”

When it came to receiving and that person, Mingzun subconsciously paused a little, because he had regarded himself as Mingzun, but the picture he experienced during this time had raised a fog in his heart, but fortunately, Fuyuan's sentence You are you made him out of the confusion.

The common memory of the two, that must be fresh in the memory, this kind of thing must be impossible for anyone to forget easily, 100,000 years of obsession, it is difficult to forget.

Jing Yao said: "Calm down! Buwei needs you, recover quickly...... There are no three of them this time. ”

"Hmm. Lu Buwei nodded vigorously.

100,000 years ago, Huangquan was in turmoil.

The strongest generation in the immortal cultivation world joined forces to punish the demons and split the corpse to seal it.

The sea water of Ten Thousand Demon Island is as black as ancient ink, the sun hangs on the coastline for a long time and does not want to fall, it seems that it also wants to witness a shocking battle, the star field is hanging down, and it slams on the ground with a bang, and suddenly the landslide and tsunami, wave after wave slap the ground, deafening.

There are more than a dozen catastrophe monks standing on the Ten Thousand Demon Island, led by Mo Xinyan and coldly annotated the strange monks in black under the cold commentary, and the magic immortal treasures of different colors are full of Xiao Han, such a colorful and magnificent picture, even the most clever painter cannot concoct such a shocking color.

More than a dozen monks who crossed the catastrophe, each of them left a name in history, Mo Xinyan who was rampant with the sword, Lin Dong who held the sword as the way, the kind old man who protected himself by starlight, the bald head who proclaimed the Buddha's name, and the hibiscus who moved the sword......

It's like witnessing the direction of history with your own eyes, the scene of the bright light and the waves poking the sky makes people can't help but boil their blood, the battle 100,000 years ago is extremely exciting, and it determines whether the immortal cultivation world at that time can survive forever.

But I heard Fu Hui sigh in a low voice: "Yesterday, the yellow flowers passed by, and the white horse passed through the gap, and 100,000 years have passed in a blink of an eye......"

Everyone couldn't help but wake up, there was a survivor of the ultimate battle among them, and the good deeds couldn't help but compare the hibiscus in front of them with the hibiscus in the illusion world, only to find that the hibiscus when she was young was delicate and moving, and she was also a rare beauty, but the means were more ruthless than Mo Xinyan.

An icy long sword swung at will, and the sea area for thousands of miles immediately froze, and the fairy sword arrived, and the volley slashed at Mingzun diagonally, at that time her task was to contain Mingzun, and she did it.

A sword moves mountains and reclaims the sea, and the sword qi is vertical and horizontal, holding Ming Zun back in place and making it difficult to move.

Other strong spells are exhausted, and the body is either like a breeze blowing on the mountains, and they are gone, or they abandon their body methods, and they are hard to hit, and the mysterious and unpredictable magic powers are dazzling, and they are extremely capable of changing, like flowing clouds and water, without the slightest stagnation.

Jing Yao couldn't help but interrupt everyone's contemplation: "Everyone, if Mingzun comes to his senses, history will be rewritten." ”

Only then did everyone reluctantly retract their gaze, even if the monks who crossed the Tribulation Realm witnessed the great battle 100,000 years ago, they could not help but feel relaxed and happy, and their own supernatural powers confirmed each other, and they couldn't help but feel that their eyes were opened

It turns out that the simple and unpretentious moves can also be so earth-shattering, and the mediocre palm can be slapped out, but it can coordinate the elements of heaven and earth for their own use, and then increase the power of the supernatural power by several more.

There are no many tricks in later generations, and some are just one-hit fatal, and I am invincible.

Jing Yao's judgment was being confirmed, and Mingzun, who was confused in his eyes, suddenly put down his defense against the attack of the Sword Domain, raised his head and looked at the sky, ignoring the sword light that came from his chest, but Fu Hui disappeared with it, and the sword shadow in the sky, the cold light faintly blurred.

Mo Xinyan, Buddha Emperor, Holy Lord, Lin Dong...... These people also disappeared one by one, and the turbulent heaven and earth vitality of the world returned to calm, but there was thunder and thunder on the endless sea.

A scene in Mingzun's memory was erased by him, there was only one explanation, he was no longer confused and confused, and Mingzun, who inherited Huangquan's will, was awake.

Jing Yao secretly sighed that it was a pity, she wanted to use those peerless Tianjiao 100,000 years ago to seal Mingzun again, but now it is the moon under the sea, which is unrealistic.

Mingzun's eyes were half red and white, and the strange evil light coldly commented on the sky, and the monk who met his gaze subconsciously shuddered, and his strange gaze seemed to devour people......

Grass Terror Wind is better than Lu Buwei's situation, he can still stand up, the Chaos Evil Array has evolved many times, Grass Terror Wind has long been familiar with it, but it is the first time he has seen someone trying to change the structure of this world, and he panicked and said: "Oops, this guy wants to be the main ...... in the memory world."

The voice was filled with indescribable trepidation.