After ten steps, the two of them stood firm together and turned their heads to look at each other, but they were already second generations and third generations.

"Bang!"

The second generation, who was like a sword guard, hit the ground with one knee and lowered his head.

"Buzz!"

Dao Qiongcang's face looked frenzied and raised his hands.

Suddenly, the entire dark world of memory lit up completely.

Behind him is the sea of ​​memory, and faces are floating on it, which are all incarnations planted by the five realms of this world, or the rest of the planes of the vast world.

The second generation is ahead and kneels on one knee.

Three generations are in the center, with hands raised high.

Four generations and five generations later, he depends on me.

Daoqiong suddenly raised his head and looked at the huge white flesh cocoon hanging above the sea of ​​memory.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang..."

When reflected, there was a heavy heartbeat like a heavy hammer and drum in this world.

Each strike was like a loud thunder, directly hitting everyone who was blocked in the long river of memory.

Bai Zhou was confused and raised his head in a trance, and saw a creepy scene in the distant white world.

Thousands of Taoist celestials are behind, and one Taoist celestials are ahead.

The Taoist sky surrounded by the center is like the leader of the whole world, raising his hands high and proclaiming in a very fanatical way:

"Conquer the secrets of heaven and transform all things."

"Absolute sins and change one's life, and the Taoist ancestor is born!"

Boom-

Bai Zhou felt like he was struck by lightning.

But I saw the huge flesh cocoon hanging in the air blooming with a thousand feet of white light, as if it was torn apart by a sword, revealing an inside...

The giant tells the sky!

Boom-

The memory world is violently shaking.

The huge Taoist dome in the flesh cocoon peeled off bit by bit, turning into a rich white light like a waterfall, hanging down, just covering the Taoist dome in the middle below.

The third generation of Daoqiongcang raised his hands, raised his chin slightly, closed his eyes tightly, and his face was full of intoxication, bathed inch by inch, climbing upwards in the ray of Taoist rhyme.

The memory world rumbled and collapsed. All four generations and five generations behind the Taoist Cang knelt on the ground with a loud knee, raised his hands, and looked like a great master descending technique.

In response to the second generation of Taoist Cang in front, he was respectful in his voice and expression, and shouted with thunder:
Chapter completed!