Bang.

The Extinguishing Dao Xuan Ruler fell on the sea surface of the North Sea.

Before he fell down, a girl in purple, who was about twelve or thirteen years old, appeared and bent down to pick up the ruler.

The arrogant Xuan ruler even required time and a lot of energy to activate the Han Zu. Even after shaking the power of the Three Realms, it was one of the few unscathed things.

It fell into the little girl's hands and was extremely quiet.

It was as if it was born as a soldier of this woman, and its aura was in harmony with it, and it was extremely harmonious.

"haven't seen you for a long time……"

The little girl in purple is not old, but her pink and jade-carved face is full of old-fashioned words. When she looked at the ruler in her hand carefully, her eyes felt a bit vicissitudes and graceful.

She also has other decorations on her body, such as exquisite jade pendant earrings, black glass bells on her neck, and golden snake red threads on her white wrist.

These are obviously not ordinary decorations. They start with the level of the magical artifacts, and they all have an ancient atmosphere.

However, compared with the Xuan Li ruler of the Exhaust Dao, it cannot be said in the same way.

But if you look at the illusion floating on his shoulders, waist, and arms, and the illusion of cloud satin condensed like clouds and mist, and faintly blooming with seven-color rainbow clouds, you can feel that it is a divine object on another level, which is not as good as the Xuan Ruler of Exhaust.

The little girl pinched the Xuan ruler, and the cloud satin floated on her shoulders. She looked up to the north, her eyes flashed slightly, and she murmured:

"Huanluo Yunsanthemum is re-selling, and the Exhausted Xuan Ruler returns to his position. However, the fetal Yuan Mother's Coffin will be damaged again..."

After a pause, if there is any weight, she shook her head slightly:

"It's not a pity. At least this god has squandered all..."

brush!

It was still above the North Sea the moment ago.

When he turned around, his figure shattered.

He appeared again and had returned to the white dragon head of the Holy Palace Square in Siling Mountain. He stretched out his little hand and slapped the Yuan Crystal in front of him.

"laugh!"

The source crystal, which was higher than hers, was completely exhausted and was drained and weathered into wisps of gray smoke and drifted away.

The entire Siling Mountain was shrouded under the Holy Spirit Array that had also been re-sacrificed. The demonic energy flowed everywhere, lingering on everyone's body, but the outside world could not detect it.

The little girl in purple looked around Siling Mountain, and the corners of her mouth floated slightly, with a sense of relief and freedom, and gently flicked her sleeves:

"Everyone wakes up."

Buzz!

After a thought, the demonic energy of the entire Siling Mountain instantly gathered into the girl's body.

Everyone was shocked, and they woke up like a big dream, but they forgot what had happened before and continued to act according to what they were doing before the memory was interrupted.

But no one noticed that the Holy Emperor White Dragon and the Holy Emperor Purple Pet in the Holy Palace Square clearly had a lot of changes.

"Master Zipeng."

Bailong made a careful voice, his voice extremely respectful: "Next, we want to..."

As both the Holy Emperor, even if the White Dragon lineage is essentially inferior to the God lineage, the Holy Emperor White Dragon has never had to talk to the Holy Emperor Zipeng in such a tone.

But at this time, the Holy Emperor White Dragon was walking on thin ice, and Zi Pet seemed to be used to this, and said incredibly calmly:

"wait."

"Wait, what?" Bailong served carefully.

"When Shennong's hundred herbs are completed," Zi Chong smiled, "If He still refuses to wake up, then... this emperor will make him never wake up!"

...

"The arts change!"

The realm of ghosts and Buddhas, within the seeds of birth.

The Yin of the Cong squeezed out the last trace of power and completely abandoned the past and future self.

When I threw myself into the unknown, I finally saw my true self as I did in the midst of the changes in the art of art.

Inaction?

The Yin of the Sword is to be in the place of inaction and to produce the conditioned Dharma, which is even better than the eight masters!

Only in an instant, the roots and stems of the seeds were broken.

The infinite changes in the art of art are derived from the mind, and His breath is little by little, pushing to the extreme step by step.

At the end of the moment, there were thousands of changes in the form.

The human form and animal form turn into clouds and mist, converge into trickle streams, and the high momentum can condense into the peaks of the Tianshan Mountains. When it is a grain of rice, there is nothing that cannot be assimilated and no way cannot be contaminated.

"Hiss gaga..."

A small seed, claiming to be the world, actually evolved into a comprehensive art of Taoism that is as high as the heavenly realm.

The evil spirit is like a madman, and his thoughts are completely crazy.

In the end, all the only things in self-awareness that could be used to determine oneself were sacrificed.

"Shu Ruins, Sacrifice!"

This ancestral god court of art was one of the few who could compare with the power of the yin after the transformation of the evil spirit.

In the past, due to the influence of the ancestor of the art of learning, or the influence of security thinking, the Yin of the Secret could not be completely let go.

Now the self that changes all the things is the true self. The remnants of the Ancestor of the Skills are obstacles and remnants. If they are not eliminated, they will not be able to know the truth and the great way.

So, what's the use of keeping it?

"boom!"

The magic ruins exploded, and all kinds of power should have swept away the entire ghost and Buddha world.

However, the Yin of Sui was pinched up in a fight, adapting to the power of the art of change, perfectly controlling the power of the art of explosion and storing it within the small seed of life.

Therefore, no abnormalities were seen outside the seeds.

Inside the seeds, the space collapses and the Taoism transforms, just like the chaotic world is opened up, with rays of rays and purple air floating.

"Horny!"

The monkey swallowed in big mouthfuls, unable to wait.

If you don’t destroy or establish, when you make a desperate bet, can the dignified ancestral god still be affected by lack of energy and weak state?

"Shenwu, it's done!"

As soon as the condition warms up, it will be a match again.

As the ghost laughed wildly, he looked at the inner world of the seeds and began to slowly form a new divine court in accordance with the most perfect direction of the art of art.

And this completely abandoned the influence of the ancestor of the Sword.

The whole world is filled with strange evil spirits, with the most extreme, unscrupulous, and unrivaled power of the art of change, even starting to reach the changes in life, the way of reincarnation, and the authority that has grasped the purity of the holy path and the madness of the demon path.

"Hiss gaga..."

Power surges around you.

The crowing Yin did not even let go of the new divine court, forming a world.

Let it merge with oneself into one, from then on, the self is the divine court, the crow yin is the great way, which represents the three thousand planes of the heavenly realm, and the "art" after the manifestation of various Taoisms.

The Yin of the Sui is the technique, and it is the only one!

"Isn't it the New Heaven Realm?"

"If you pick up such things, you can easily find them, why should you borrow the power of others?"

Feeling the new power changes in the body, an invincible arises naturally, and opening the reverse ban wheel is no longer a fantasy.

At this moment, the Yin of Sui was even more confident, and he dared to take his life and the way of reincarnation when the Medicine Ancestor returned to zero.

Let all of this be summarized into the "Story" path and transform it into one of the changes in the Story.

"Quick, faster!"

"Trembling, Xu Xiaoshou, Daoqiong..."

"If I take some power of the life medicine pool for this ancestor, I will never change, but I will be able to win against the medicine ancestor. You have chosen the wrong person, Xu Xiaoshou!"

The sin of the crow, completely crazy.

When the power was fed back from the God's Court and gradually climbed to 300% of the full state, He suddenly grasped his hand and had a crazy idea.

Buzz!

Look at the sight.

Through the transformation of the seeds, the changes of the art species, the Yin of the Seizure again looked at the realm of the Sorrow Emperor, and looked at the Great Lotus tree and the White Sun.

"In terms of the Taoist sky, the way of life and reincarnation is perfect, so it is necessary to seize the Tao after returning to zero."
To be continued...