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"Dao Ancestor, the ninth Dao Ancestor has appeared!" Seeing the gold-clothed Fang Ling's move, Ziqing Dao Ancestor's voice was full of horror. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ△↗，.

The ninth Dao Ancestor, the Dao Ancestor can't give eight, but now, Fang Ling himself has the strength of two Dao Ancestors.

And they are also two Dao Ancestors who are not among the three thousand Dao.

Those ancient Dao Ancestors who had no divine sense, at this time, seemed to have sensed the threat of the bowl, and one by one they urged their respective magic weapons to blast towards the bowl.

"Boom, boom!"

In the void, thunder roared, and a brilliance flashed again in the Taiji diagram, which originally only had two colors, yin and yang.

This is a grinding disc, a grinding disc that looks no different from the stone grinding disc in ordinary people's homes, but as soon as he appeared, it made the expressions of Ziqing Daozu and the others even more ugly.

"The big grinding plate of heaven and earth, I didn't expect that this kind of thing really exists in the world, it's over, this time we are completely finished!"

In Yuan Qing Daozu's voice, with fear, he pointed to the grinding plate, and said in a trembling voice: "I thought that this thing didn't exist in this world at all. ”

When the grinding disc fell, the figures of the ancient Dao Ancestors were directly submerged into the stone grinding disc, that is, in the blink of an eye, these Dao Ancestors, who were still incomparable just now, turned into lines in the grinding disc.

One of the most ordinary patterns, one of the most common patterns.

For a time, between heaven and earth, all that was left was the huge grinding plate.

In the small world of gossip, Fang Ling also condensed the two divine tablets of heaven and earth into the appearance of a grinding plate, but now, looking at this grinding plate, he really felt that his methods were really a bit inconspicuous.

The quaint grinding disc slowly parted in silence and void.

Countless mountains and rivers parted at the moment of separation. It flew up from the earth and flew towards the millstone.

The mountains and rivers with a radius of millions of miles began to shrink to a few feet in size the moment they fell into the millstone. And the grinding disc grinded gently, and in a moment, the mountains and rivers all became crushed powder.

The countless creatures on the mountains and rivers naturally dissipated silently between heaven and earth with the rotation of the millstone.

The grinding disc is only turned on once, though. But the entire Yuanwu main world has lost a territory as big as a periphery.

If this grinding disc is allowed to continue, then the entire Yuanwu Master World will be reduced to powder.

The big mill slowly opened again, and the beings who had just escaped the catastrophe bowed again at this moment, they were afraid, they couldn't do anything, so they had to ask the gods and Buddhas to bless them, only ......

In the midst of this prostration. Fang Ling felt a sense of grief. This is a grief that rises from the depths of the heart and has compassion for all beings, and it is a grief that comes from the heart.

He looked at the people who bowed, stared at the giant mill, and said coldly, "Let's go and break the giant mill." ”

"Fang Ling, that is the mill of heaven and earth, it is the transformation of the three thousand avenues of the heavenly dao convergence, not to mention that we are extremely weak now, even when we are the strongest in cultivation, we are facing the mill of heaven and earth. There is no way to do it in the slightest. ”

It was Sumeru Dao Ancestor who spoke, he looked at the giant mill, and said with a hint of sadness in his voice: "The power of this giant mill will follow the power of heaven and earth that he wears away." And the constant increase. When this heaven and earth are completely wiped out, we people can't resist the suction of the giant grinding of heaven and earth. ”

"At that time, we will also die under this great tribulation. ”

"However, when this giant mill has carried out the destruction to the extreme, the power of this giant mill. It will transform from death to the power of life, and at that time, it will open the world again and re-evolve the Three Thousand Great Roads. ”

Yuan Qing Dao Ancestor followed Sumeru Dao Ancestor's words, and said with a hint of helplessness in his voice: "And we people, all of them will turn into nothingness." ”

From Yuan Qing Dao Ancestor's words, Fang Ling could feel the helplessness of this Dao Ancestor, and even more so, he could feel that this Dao Ancestor no longer had the slightest fighting spirit.

Even, he could see the weakness of several Dao Ancestors with white beards, especially Sumeru Dao Ancestors, at this time, from his face, Fang Ling even saw spots.

The kind of spots that only old people should have.

The grinding disc of the Great Mill of Heaven and Earth was once again separated in the void, and there were countless mountains and rivers and lands, separated from the Yuanwu Lord World.

The earth was about to collapse, and after Fang Ling was silent for a moment, he rose into the air and rushed towards the huge grinding plate.

At this moment, he no longer cares about other people, even if he dies, he must have a clear conscience.

The giant mill is majestic to the heavens and the earth, he implies the power of destruction for a lifetime, and he never thought that someone would come into the air, and someone would dare to challenge his majesty.

The huge grinding mill suddenly swelled a hundred times, and before Fang Ling could rush over, Fang Ling was directly enveloped in the middle of the grinding disc.

One gold and one green two square lings, a golden light rose above one head, and three more cyan lotus flowers appeared on the top of the other.

And at this moment, the huge grinding disc rotated slowly, and the golden light fell like a meteor, and the lotus flower of a thousand zhang size continued to dissipate in the rotation of this grinding disc.

The golden light is like rain, and the blue light is like a star!

Fang Ling seemed to be about to fly towards the grinding disc in the air, he wanted to shatter this grinding disc that was destroying heaven and earth, but Fang Ling found that no matter how high he flew into the air, the distance between the grinding disc and him was not opened at all.

Fang Ling, who was not giving up, groaned for a moment, and both bodies fell towards the grinding disc below.

However, the grinding disc below and the distance between him have also not changed at all. And between the rotation of the two grinding discs, the golden light lotus flower above Fang Ling's head was constantly falling, that is, in a quarter of an hour, the golden light was half missing.

Looking at the slowly rotating giant mill, at this moment, Fang Ling's heart had some understanding why Dao Ancestors had such no fighting spirit.

The Heavenly Dao is ruthless, and the Heavenly Dao is even more invincible, although he has obtained the power of the Dao Ancestor level, but above the Heavenly Dao, he still does not have any strength to resist.

Perhaps, it won't be long before he will be turned into powder and dissipated in this heaven and earth.

Death was not terrible, what was terrible was that Fang Ling felt that he had a lot of unfinished things, and he was not willing to die like this.

Between the groans, Fang Ling patted his Qiankun bag, the benevolent character divine map. He rushed straight out of Fang Ling's body.

Although the effect of the Renzi Divine Diagram is not too great, but after all, this is Fang Ling's most powerful defensive treasure, with this Renzi Divine Diagram, Fang Ling feels. At least I can support myself for a while longer.

The blue light that evolved from the Renzi Divine Diagram blocked the two Fang Lings in the blue light, and the power that was originally like destroying the heavens and the earth was difficult to hurt Fang Ling in the slightest.

"Die!"

A sound like the roar of an earthquake in the sky. Ringing in Fang Ling's ears, the giant grinding that was originally suspended in the void and did not have any color turned into black at the top and white at the bottom in an instant.

Between the intersection of the two grinding discs, there was even more infinite black and white qi, and at the convergence of the void, the surrounding heaven and earth void, under this strange power, began to collapse.

Ziqing Dao Ancestor, Sumeru Dao Ancestor and the others looked at Fang Ling who was suspended in the void. In one by one, all of them were gloomy.

They felt that Fang Ling was a dead end, and those of them who were with Fang Ling were also a dead end.

However, in that moment of black and white, as if the heavens and the earth had just opened, the airflow that had separated light and darkness for the first time reconverged, turning Fang Ling and his Renzi Divine Diagram into chaos. A small golden tree rises from the Divine Diagram of the Character of Ren.

With the rise of this golden tree, a faint golden light appeared in the void. A golden shroud was formed.

This golden shield not only blocked Fang Ling, but this golden shield also began to spread, beginning to envelop more voids.

A little golden light, lit up in the void. Yuan Wu Dao Ancestor suddenly discovered that in the position he was facing, on the Xiyue Divine Mountain that had trapped him for many years, a tree that was exactly the same as the small golden tree above Fang Ling's head had also risen.

It's just that this tree is ten thousand feet tall, but the color of this tree is silvery white when it appears.

The silvery-white light rising from this tree spread wildly in the void, and for a while, the 100,000 li void centered on this tree instantly calmed down.

What kind of tree is this, it can actually resist the power of the Heaven and Earth Great Mill, and the Yuan Wu Dao Ancestor who was surprised in his heart looked in all directions, but found that in the huge Yuan Martial Lord World, dozens of such tall trees had already risen.

Except for the four that were about the same size as the Xiyue Divine Mountain, most of the other sacred trees were smaller than the treasure trees of the Xiyue Sacred Mountain.

But the moment these divine trees appeared, they protected the void around them and suppressed those collapsed heavens and earth.

"Boom Boom"

With a sound like the heavens cracking, a huge mountain peak flew out of the endless water. At the top of a huge mountain, a tree also appeared.

It's just that the tree that appeared at this time was a treasure tree made of white jade, and his size was the same as the treasure tree suspended above Fang Ling's head.

Seeing this treasure tree floating, Fang Ling's heart moved, and in the flash of his divine thoughts, the map of the Cave Heaven Blessing he had obtained was almost sacrificed.

These treasure maps, the moment they fly, all turned into ashes, but the shadows of the big trees shrouded the entire world at this moment.

These big trees seem to be arranged in a chaotic manner, but when viewed from the void, they seem to imply an infinite mystery.

These big trees are like lamps, and their power is like rays of light, converging in the void.

The golden tree, at the moment when countless rays of light converged, actually increased tenfold, and the originally surging black and white qi had a tendency that was difficult to turn at the moment when it approached the golden tree.

"Hongmeng Divine Tree, this is Hongmeng Divine Tree!" a terrifying voice rang out in the void.

The huge grinding that originally grinded the heavens and the earth, at this moment, became extremely slow, and the rotating Yin and Yang Taiji Diagram, at this time, seemed to have completely stopped.

"I always thought that this Hongmeng Divine Tree had already been destroyed by the Heavenly Dao, but I didn't expect that it still existed!"

"Hehe, this fellow Daoist is right, this Hongmeng Divine Tree, I also thought it would be difficult to see it again, but I didn't expect that Fang Daoyou would let him reappear. ”

The one who spoke was an old man in a short coat of arrowroot, who looked no different from the old peasant in the countryside.

The momentum of this old man is not anything amazing, but when Yuan Qing Daozu and the others saw this old man, they felt that this old man's momentum was actually above him and others.

How is this possible?

As Dao Ancestors, they can be said to be very clear about the affairs of the entire Yuanwu Lord World, there are several Dao Ancestors in the world. They know it all over again.

But this old man is obviously a Dao Ancestor, but they don't know each other at all, so they shouldn't say it. They hadn't seen this Dao Ancestor at all.

"Fellow Daoists, in Xia Jinhong, he was the disciple of the Tongtian Sect Master back then, and the three patriarchs knew that the Heavenly Dao was about to perish, although they united with other saints to resist. But because it was difficult to gather a sufficient number of Dao Ancestors, it fell short in the end. ”

"However, in order to leave a means to deal with the Heavenly Dao, the saints of the year dispersed the Hongmeng Divine Tree into an ordinary divine tree with ** force, hiding it in the mountains, rivers and mountains. ”

"Now, with the fact that the lower ten saints have gathered, it is time for us to destroy the Heavenly Dao. ”

As he spoke, the Jin Hong Daoist waved his sleeves, and ten vermilion swords appeared in his hands, which looked like children's toys. But when the Dao Ancestors shrouded their minds towards the little sword, they all felt terrified.

"Brother Dao, the cultivation we are waiting for has already descended from the Dao Ancestor with the collapse of the Great Dao, this ......" Yuan Wu Daojun picked up the small sword, and said with a hint of worry in his words.

That Jin Hong Daozu smiled faintly and said: "It's okay, this little sword itself implies the power of the Great Dao, you just need to use your divine thoughts to urge it." ”

"Boom, boom!"

Bursts of whistling thunder trembled constantly between heaven and earth. The thunder was accompanied by a torrential rain like a tidal wave.

The blood-red rain seemed to be crying from the sky. The Jin Hong Daoist said towards Fang Ling: "Fang Daoyou, don't come soon!"

The two Fang Ling glanced at each other. He flew down from under the golden Hongmeng Divine Tree, and just as he picked up the two small swords. In the void, a voice sounded: "As long as you give up these ten little swords, I can promise you that I will never destroy the world, and I can let you." has always been the ancestor of the Tao and dominates the world. ”

Although this voice did not have the slightest emotion, nor did it mean to beg for mercy, everyone could hear that this heavenly way had yielded.

"Destiny is still in your own hands. After Fang Ling in Tsing Yi said this, he stretched out his hand and threw the blood-red little sword towards the black and white Taiji diagram.

At the moment when Fang Ling spoke, the Taiji Diagram in the hands of the other Dao Ancestors was thrown out almost at the same time. The moment these small swords were sacrificed by the Dao Ancestors with all their strength, they turned into the blood light of the Master Dao, and instantly disappeared into the black and white Taiji diagram.

In an instant, the black and white Taiji diagram became the same color, and the Three Thousand Great Dao reappeared in the heaven and earth, and everything began to recover.

"My mana, my mana is restored!"

"Ah, Reiki, I can finally sense Reiki from now on, I'm not dead, haha, I'm not dead!"

"Dao Dao Wen, my Dao Dao Wen, you are finally back!"

......

Ten years is a moment for Dao Ancestor, but for mortals, it is a long time, and many people have begun to tell the story of the almost destruction of heaven and earth as a story.

The scenery of the surrounding area is still the same, whether it is a mortal or a monk, they are all under the rule of Zong Zhou, living an orderly life.

However, the master of the Zhou domain has never been Zong Zhou, but the true Taoism, as the first major religion in the Zhou region, in the eyes of the monks of the Zhou region, you can ignore the will of the Zong Zhou Dynasty, but you must not violate the law of the true Taoism.

If you violate Zong Zhou's royal law, at most, you won't go to Zong Zhou, you will have endless overseas, and you will have your own place to cultivate.

But true Taoism is different.

As long as you disobey the laws of true Taoism, no matter where you go to the ends of the earth, you will not be able to escape the punishment of true Taoism.

And the children's examination, in which the True Taoism recruits disciples once every ten years, has also become the biggest event in the world.

Although there are still many sects in the surrounding area, these sects have cultivated to the highest level, and they are just primordial infants.

However, in the True Taoism, there is not only a Taoist who has a passage to the sky, but also a road to the world of Yuanwu. As long as you are qualified enough to surpass Yuanying, it can be said that it is a sure thing.

"Father, don't worry, I will definitely live up to your expectations, this time, I must be admitted to the True Dao Sect and revitalize our Zuo family!" the eleven or twelve-year-old boy clenched his fists and said solemnly.

His father was a man who looked to be in his forties, and the man with a somewhat tired face stroked the top of the young man's head and said, "Jing'er, your qualifications are okay, but you must remember that the most important thing to enter the True Dao Sect is not your qualifications." ”

"It is the belief in the true path and the ancestor, and there is only a sincere heart for the true path and the ancestor. Only then will it be possible for you to enter the true Taoism. ”

The young man nodded heavily and said, "Father, don't worry, in my life, the one I admire the most is the True Dao Dao Ancestor." ”

"In the future, I must be like the true Taoist ancestor and turn the tide. Save the whole perimeter!"

The young man's immature and serious look made the child's father smile a little, and he patted the child on the shoulder heavily, and did not say anything more.

For a person who has lived in the Perimeter for many years, he naturally knows that he wants to save the entire Periphery like the True Dao Dao Ancestor. That's simply not possible.

But he didn't want to tell his son about this kind of thing, his youthful feelings were always poetry, and when he was young, why didn't he have the idea of being a person like the Emperor of the True Dao?

Watching his son enter the True Taoist Sect, the man shook his head slightly, and a trace of worry rose in his heart.

Although he just said that his children can enter the True Dao Sect, most of them are to comfort his children.

How can it be so easy for a child of the true Taoist sect to test, I don't know how many big families. Even the sect has to send its own geniuses to the True Taoism.

If you can't get by, how can you comfort your child?

Just when the man's mind was flashing with thoughts, he heard someone chuckle and say, "With your son's qualifications, there is no problem in entering the True Taoism Sect. ”

The voice was peaceful and pleasant, and the man turned his head to see a man in a green shirt, standing beside him lightly.

Although the man in the green shirt is just a stone's throw away. But the man felt that he couldn't see the face of the man in the green shirt clearly, and this phenomenon shocked the man's heart.

Just when he wanted to thank the man, the man in the green shirt had already taken a step. Three or two steps dissipated in his eyes.

Looking at the long sword of people coming and going, the middle-aged man finally shook his head, he stroked his face, and secretly prayed in his heart: "I hope everything can be entered into what this unknown person said, his son." I was able to enter the Truth ...... Religion smoothly."

The green mountains are still the same, and the sunset is a few degrees......

In the midst of a green mountain wasteland, the man in the green shirt stood under the fierce mountain wind with his hands behind his back.

The clothes are fluttering, fluttering like a fairy.

As the magic trick in the man's hand was pinched, a blood-colored bead flew out of the green mountains and fell into the man's hand.

The blood-colored beads were extremely weird, and the surrounding heaven and earth aura poured into the beads at the moment when the blood-colored beads appeared, as if thousands of streams had returned to the sea.

A large amount of spiritual energy was swallowed up by the bead in just a moment, and at this time, a blood-colored mouth appeared in the sky above the blood-colored bead, wanting to swallow it towards the void aura in the distance.

But at the moment when this blood-colored mouth appeared, the man in the green shirt had already said towards the void: "These spiritual qi are enough for you to absorb, so why bother to harm the already small amount of origin qi in the surrounding area." ”

"That's a good thing you say, for so many years, I've been trapped underground where the bird doesn't, waiting for you to hang up, and I'm still broken. The blood-colored mouth said dissatisfiedly: "But I didn't expect that I would wait for such a long time." ”

"Not only do you show no signs of hanging, but you even get more and more moisturized as you live. ”

The man in the green shirt smiled and said, "I'm living a good life now, but your mouth is getting worse and worse." ”

"You regard me as your last resort, if you die, let me be reincarnated and reborn, how can you remember to come to see me now?"

Between the rolling of the blood-colored beads, he said in a deep voice: "It's rare that you are not afraid of your actions, and your opponent will know that when you will die, even the last resort will be cracked." ”

The man in the green shirt waved his hand and grabbed the blood-colored bead in his hand, and then said confidently: "In this world, there are too few things that can make me die." ”

"And at my current level, if I let people fight to the death, then everything about me, my opponent can deduce. ”

As he spoke, the man in the green shirt waved his palm, and a pure white breath shrouded the blood-colored beads and said, "You have absorbed too much of the cold and yin qi of the underground over the years, and your heart has become a little tyrannical. ”

"I see, you better go back to your roots!"

In the blood-colored beads, a stream of blood suddenly rushed out, and this blood qi wanted to escape from the man's hands.

But the cultivation of the man in the green shirt was too strong, and he just grabbed it lightly in the void, and grabbed the blood qi in his hand. Without waiting for the flesh to continue to speak, he shook the palm of his hand and turned the flesh directly into powder.

And the blood-colored bead has become an ordinary blood-colored orb, although it is still full of aura, but it no longer has the demonic aura just now.

The man looked at the blood-colored orb in his hand, muttered for a moment, and finally put his finger on the blood-colored orb a little, and said to himself randomly: "Although this thing is ordinary, but for the younger monks, it can be regarded as a good thing, so leave it to fate!"

It is this throw, hundreds of years later, a strong man will rise again in the surrounding area!

End of the book!(To be continued.) )