"Dao Ancestor, the ninth Dao Ancestor has appeared!" Seeing the golden-in-law Fang Ling's attack, Ziqing Dao Ancestor's voice was full of horror. △↗,.

The ninth Taoist ancestor, the Taoist ancestor cannot give it to eight, but now, Fang Ling himself has the strength of two Taoist ancestors.

And they are two Taoist ancestors who are not among the three thousand Taos.

At this time, those ancient Taoist ancestors who had no spiritual consciousness seemed to sense the threat of the bowl. They urged their own magic weapons to blast hard towards the bowl.

"Boom boom boom!"

In the void, thunder roared, and a ray of light flashed again in the Tai Chi diagram, which originally had only two colors of yin and yang.

This is a millstone, a millstone that looks no different from the stone millstones in ordinary people's houses. However, when he appears, the expressions of Zi Qing Daozu and others are even more ugly.

"The Great Milling Sword of Heaven and Earth, I didn't expect that this kind of thing would actually exist in the world. It's over, this time we're completely over!"

In the voice of Yuan Qing Daozu, with fear, he pointed at the millstone and said tremblingly: "I thought this thing did not exist in this world at all."

As the millstone fell, the figures of the ancient Taoist ancestors were directly immersed in the stone grinding drum. In just a blink of an eye, these Taoist ancestors who were still extremely powerful just now turned into patterns in the grinding drum.

The most common Taoist pattern, the most common Taoist pattern.

For a moment, between heaven and earth, the only thing left was the huge millstone.

In the small world of Bagua, Fang Ling also condensed the two divine monuments of heaven and earth into the shape of a millstone. But now, looking at this millstone, he really felt that his methods were really inconspicuous.

The ancient millstone slowly separated in silence and in the void.

Countless mountains, rivers and rivers flew up from the earth and flew towards the millstone at the moment when the millstone separated.

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

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

Although the millstone was only opened once, the entire Yuanwu Lord's world had lost a territory as large as the Zhou Dynasty.

If the millstone is allowed to continue, the entire Yuanwu Lord's world will turn into pieces.

The big mill slowly opened again. The sentient beings who had just escaped a disaster started to bow again at this moment. They were afraid that they could do nothing, so they could only ask the gods and Buddhas of the heavens to bless them, only...

During this bowing, Fang Ling felt a kind of grief. This is a kind of grief that rises from the depths of his heart and pitys all living beings, and this is a kind of grief that comes from the heart.

He looked at the bowing people, stared at the giant mill again, and said coldly: "Let's go and break the giant mill."

"Fang Ling, that is the grinding of heaven and earth, and it is the illusion of the three thousand great ways of heaven. Not to mention that we are extremely weak now, even when we are at the strongest cultivation level, we have no way to face the grinding of heaven and earth."

The one who spoke was Sumeru Daozu. He looked at the giant mill and said with a hint of sadness in his voice: "The power of this giant mill will continue to increase with the power of the heaven and earth that he has wiped out. When the heaven and earth are completely erased, we can't stop the suction force of the giant mill."

"At that time, we will also die under this huge grind."

"However, when this giant mill will destroy it to the extreme, the power of this giant mill will transform from death to the power of life. At that time, it will re-enlighten the world and evolve the three thousand great paths."

Yuan Qing Daozu followed the words of Sumi Daozu, and said with a hint of helplessness in his voice: "And all of us will turn into nothingness."

Fang Ling could feel the helplessness of this Taoist ancestor from the words of Yuan Qing Daozu, and even more so that this Taoist ancestor had no longer had any fighting spirit.

He was even able to see their weakness from several Taoist ancestors with white hair and beard, especially the Taoist ancestor Sumeru. At this time, Fang Ling even saw spots on his face.

The kind of spots that only the elderly should have.

The millstone of the world and the big mills of heaven and earth separated in the void again, and countless mountains, rivers and lands separated from the world of Yuanwu Lord.

The earth was about to collapse. After a moment of contemplation, Fang Ling soared into the air and rushed towards the huge millstone.

At this moment, he no longer cared about other people. Even if he died, he had to have a clear conscience.

The great grinding power came to heaven and earth, and he implicitly destroyed his lifelong power. He never thought that someone would come to the sky and dared to challenge his majesty.

The huge huge mill suddenly swelled a hundred times. Before Fang Ling could rush over, she enveloped Fang Ling directly in the middle of the millstone.

Two Fang Lings, one gold and one green, one golden light rose above one, and three blue lotus appeared above the other.

At this moment, the huge millstone slowly rotated, and the golden light fell like a meteor, and the lotus, a thousand feet in size, continued to dissipate in the rotation of the millstone.

Golden light is like rain, green light is like stars!

Fang Ling seemed to fly into the millstone, and he wanted to break the millstone that had wiped out the world, but Fang Ling found that no matter how high he flew into the sky, the distance between the millstone and him was not widened at all.

Fang Ling, who was unwilling to give up, pondered for a moment, and both bodies fell towards the millstone below.

However, the distance between the millstone below and him was not changed at all. While the two millstones rotated, the golden lotus above Fang Ling's head was constantly falling. In just a quarter of an hour, the golden light was half reduced.

Looking at the slowly rotating giant mill, at this moment, Fang Ling felt a little clear in his heart why the Taoist ancestors were so lacking in fighting spirit.

The way of heaven is ruthless, and the way of heaven is even more invincible. Although he has obtained the power of the Taoist ancestor, he still has no resistance to the way of heaven.

Perhaps, it won’t take long to turn into pieces and dissipate between the world.

Death is not terrible. What is terrible is that Fang Ling feels that he has many things that he has not completed yet, and he is unwilling to die just like this.

While pondering, Fang Ling slapped his Qiankun bag, the divine picture of the character Ren, and rushed out of Fang Ling's body.

Although the Ren divine picture is not very effective, this is Fang Ling's most powerful defensive treasure after all. With this Ren divine picture, Fang Ling feels that he can at least last longer.

The green light evolved from the Ren divine picture blocked all the two Fang Lings in the green light. The power that was originally like destroying the world was hard to hurt Fang Ling any more.

"die!"

A sound that sounded like the quake of heaven and earth sounded in Fang Ling's ears. It was originally suspended in the void and had no color. In an instant, it turned black and white.

Between the two millstones, there was an infinite black and white aura, gathering in the void, and the surrounding void began to collapse under this strange power.

Ziqing Daozu, Sumi Daozu and others looked at Fang Ling who was suspended in the void. Each of them was filled with gloomy eyes.

They felt that Fang Ling was dead, and those who were with Fang Ling were also dead.

However, at the moment when the black and white colors, like the beginning of heaven and earth, the airflow that was separated by light and darkness for the first time gathered again, turning all Fang Ling and his God Map of Ren into chaos. A small golden tree rose from the God Map of Ren.

As the rise of this golden tree, a faint golden light appeared in the void, forming a golden shield.

This golden shield not only blocked Fang Ling, but also began to spread and began to cover more voids.

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

However, this tree is thousands of feet tall, but the color of this tree is silvery when it appears.

The silver-white light rising from the tree spread wildly in the void, and for a moment, the void with the tree as the center calmed down instantly.

What kind of tree is this? It can resist the power of the Great Milling Platter of Heaven and Earth. The shocked Ancestor Yuan Wudao looked at the four directions, but found that dozens of such tall trees had risen in the huge world of Yuanwu Lord.

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

However, the moment these divine trees appeared, they protected the void around them and suppressed the collapsed heaven and earth.

"Boom boom boom"

In a sound like the collapse of the sky and the earth cracked, a huge mountain flew out from the endless sea water. A tree also appeared at the top of the giant mountain that could reach the sky.

However, the tree that appeared at this time was a treasure tree made of white jade, and its size was the same as the treasure tree floating above Fang Ling's head.

Seeing these treasure trees floating up, Fang Ling's heart moved. With his divine thoughts flashing, the map of the blessing of the cave heaven he obtained was almost sacrificed.

These treasure maps all turned into ashes when they flew up, but the shadows of big trees enveloped the entire world at this moment.

These big trees seem to be arranged in a mess, but from the void, they seem to contain an infinite mystery.

These big trees are like bright lights, and their power is like light rays gathering in the void.

The golden tree had increased tenfold at the moment when countless lights gathered. The originally surging black and white energy actually had a trend of difficulty in turning when approaching the golden tree.

"Hongmeng Divine Tree, this is the Hongmeng Divine Tree!" A voice filled with horror sounded in the void.

The huge grinding that had originally shattered the world became extremely slow at this moment, and the rotating Yin-Yang Tai Chi diagram seemed to have completely stopped at this time.

"I always thought that this Hongmeng divine tree had been destroyed by the way of heaven, but I didn't expect that it would still exist!" Yuan Qing Daozu looked at the golden divine tree, with a hint of surprise in his words.

"Haha, this fellow Taoist is right. I thought it would be difficult to see this Hongmeng Divine Tree again, but I didn't expect that Fellow Taoist Fang would let him appear again."

The person who spoke was an old man wearing a short gauze dress and looked no different from an old farmer in the countryside.

The old man's aura was nothing amazing, but when Yuan Qingdaozu and his friends saw this old man, they felt that the old man's momentum was actually above the others.

How is this possible?

As Taoist ancestors, they can be said to be very clear about the entire Yuanwu Lord world. There are several Taoist ancestors in the world. They know very well.

But this old man was obviously a Taoist ancestor, but they didn't know him at all. It shouldn't be said that they had never seen this Taoist ancestor.

"My fellow Taoists, in Xia Jinhong, they were disciples of the Tongtian Sect Master. At that time, the three ancestors knew that the Heavenly Dao was about to destroy the world. Although they joined forces with other saints to resist, they still failed because they were difficult to gather a sufficient number of Taoist ancestors."

"However, in order to leave a way to deal with the way of heaven, the saints of the Hongmeng divine tree used their great magic power to disperse it into ordinary divine trees, hiding it among mountains, rivers and mountains."

"Now, and the next ten saints have gathered together, it's time for us to destroy the way of heaven."

While speaking, Taoist Jin Hong waved his sleeves and ten vermilion-red small swords appeared in his hand. These small swords looked like children's toys. But when the Taoist ancestors shrouded their minds at the small sword, they all felt very scared.

"Brother Dao, our cultivation has already descended from the Tao 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.

The Taoist Ancestor Jin Hong smiled faintly and said, "It's okay, this little sword itself contains the power of the great way. You just need to use your divine thoughts to activate it."

"Boom boom boom!"

A burst of howling thunder kept trembling between the sky and the earth. Accompanied by the thunder was a rainstorm like a tide.

The blood-red rain seemed to be crying. Taoist Jin Hong said to Fang Ling: "Fellow Daoist Fang, why don't you come!"
To be continued...