There is a former Buddhist and Taoist site in the vast world. The old man sat on a stone platform and laughed loudly. There were several honorific seats on the table in front of him. This seat was placed on a plate by him, like a meal to eat. The Taoist charm emitted by the honorific seat was brewed into fine wine and drank it all in one mouthful.

"Hey! This battle was amazing, and all the remaining statues of the immortals in Taixu were made. But this immortal... for nothing, letting this creature act violently, he would never get out of Taixu's loess." The old man put down his cup, looked at the battle for thirty-three days, and then closed his eyes suddenly, as if he was stabbed by a needle.

"Oh, this child is still so unreasonable, with such a heavy murderous aura. It hurts my eyes for no reason from such a distance." The old man closed his eyes and felt pain, but the corners of his mouth were raised.

At this time, a figure condensed from the rain curtain behind him.

Wearing a black robe, I couldn't see my face clearly, my arms were covered with long hairs under my sleeves, but my words were beautiful female voices, "Taixu really got out of control. I came here to get something, I must have greeted you."

"The Law of Life?" The old man waved his hand indifferently and took out a bright green crown from his chest.

This gorgeous laurel woven from branches, leaves and gold was held in the hands of the old man. Because the watering of the primitive universe was incredibly powerful, it was even more terrifying than the oppression brought by some honorary positions. The old man never looked at the crown of the law that had maintained his long time and threw it to the creatures of black robe.

The creature in black robe took it, stopped talking, and turned around and was about to leave.

"The mountain ghost, why hasn't seen him for so long, become so quiet? What about the lively little girl in the past? She finally got together and didn't she talk to me about the past?" The old man turned out a wine glass, filled the Supreme Taoist rhyme, and pushed it to the table.

"Let's spare me." The man in black robe said coldly, "The Rong in my memory is not like you."

"I just have some doubts, and I hope the mountain ghost can solve my doubts." The old man said calmly.

"I don't want to neglect what Taiyi told me, let alone what doubts do you have as the nobleness of all things, and what questions do you need to answer?" The man in black robe shook his head, ignored the old man, and his figure gradually faded.

At this moment, the old man waved his hand and the life magic crown in the black-robed man disappeared and appeared in front of the old man's table.

The man in black robe condensed again, but this time there was a faint light gray Taoist rhyme flowing, "What do you mean?"

"Can this law of life really give birth to your dry branches?" the old man asked directly without hesitation.

"Taiyi has words, so it is naturally possible."

"Hey! Taiyi, Taiyi!" Unexpectedly, the old man drank a sip of wine, stretched out his finger to touch the life crown, deliberately showing a puzzled expression, frowned and said, "Don't you know? The dead branches of this universe tree cannot be saved at all, let alone the universe tree you want. Unless..."

"What exactly do you want to say?" The man in black robe said in a bad tone.

The old man suddenly disappeared on the stone platform.

The next moment, the old man appeared in front of the man with a black robe. The gray-white Taoist rhyme was swung away by him. The old man held up the life crown with both hands, lifted up the hat of the man with a black robe, revealing a small face with white lips and red teeth. There was still a look of surprise on this face.

The old man looked at Him calmly and put the crown of life on His head.

"Unless the dead branches of the cosmic tree are never dead branches, they are fresh."

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The golden crow whine.

Beheaded.

His back was broken, and Li Xi'an waved his sword and smashed heavily on his throne, which was already full of cracks. The realm of the ultimate spirit and magic expanded, and the divine fire that was once again ignited was instantly extinguished because of the rage of the golden crow.

Zhu Jiuyin entrenches in the sky, and all kinds of methods are coming out, and the supreme Yi's territory is torn open.

They fought for 180 rounds, from the sea of ​​suffering to the net of heaven and earth set by the immortals. In the end, the golden crow could not stand the siege of Li Xian and Zhu Jiuyin, and was defeated and was cut off by Li Xi'an with a sword, breaking his spine.

Supreme Yi swung his body and shook Li Xi'an out with brute force, but what came towards him was the imprisonment of Yufa. Zhu Jiuyin's single eye stared at him and his heart was furrowed. The red dragon was entrenched on a high place, and the five elements divine rings behind him rotated. The five elements divine light shone together with the universe law. The dazzling white light surpassed the sun divine fire and bombarded directly on the wings of the golden crow. In an instant, a big hole was created and the feathers fell.

The golden crow sounded violently, driving the throne of honor, symbolizing the fire of the sun was everywhere, sweeping across the world, and he was unable to defeat Li Xian and Zhu Jiuyin, and immediately escaped and disappeared in the void.

Zhu Jiuyin sneered, and he waved his tail and disappeared into the void.

Li Xi'an stayed in place, his eyes fixed on the supreme who fought with the immortals.

It is an afterimage in the end, and it can only be delayed in a slightest.

Now the figures of the immortals and gods are as illusory as fences, on the verge of collapse. It is normal for the immortals to be unable to defeat the gods now. If they die for such a long time and are still able to remain in full swing by the imperial edict, that would be strange and suspicious.

The Thirty-Six Constellations kept hovering around the King of Wanhe. The ominous Taoist rhyme could not penetrate the seals of the constellations. Under the stars in the sky, the King of Wanhe was not feeling well, but the Thirty-Six Constellations had consumed too much to deal with the throne creature and were about to disperse.

Li Xi'an sacrificed the throne of time and took another piece. Now only a few pieces left in the throne of time are left.

He recruited the moon bow, pulled the bowstrings, and the fragments of the years were extended in a spiral shape, locking in the king of all disasters.

The timeline closes, and it belongs to one point.

The Supreme Evangel was shocked. He could clearly feel that his existence in the long years was decreasing until only the "this moment" remained. This time, the throne of that year was aimed at Him, and even the past and future were erased, His three bodies naturally disappeared, and the Trinity could not do it.

But it is not without a price to conquer an ancient throne. Evre cannot be in the trinity, but he may be conquered. He is even stronger and immediately stopped holding back, knocking away the formation of the thirty-six constellations, turning into a ball of black fog.

"Evil Demon, be executed!" With a loud shout, golden lights fell from the sky, and the black fog stopped and could not move.

The clouds rolled, and a majestic general wearing armor, holding a pagoda and holding a halberd in his hands walked up, and opened his palm forward. The pagoda held in his hand suddenly became larger and covered the evil.

The Supreme Evil is also extremely powerful. How could he be at the mercy of the residual image? He manifested the throne. He finally found a little in search of the pagoda, and without hesitation, triggering the Supreme Evil's killing technique. Immediately, thick smoke rolled and red light overflowed. The pagoda could not bear the power of the Supreme Evil and exploded in an instant.

Li Xi'an's bow was full at this time, and the power of the throne of the Year was at its peak. Even if the Supreme One approached, he would lose time. But even with such power, he did not release the bow string, as if he was waiting for some opportunity.

"Boom--!" Er rushed out of the pagoda and fled towards the void of the sea of ​​bitterness without hesitation.

"Cry—!" With a chirping, the red dragon bit the golden crow and fell from the void. In the cracked void, you can see the blood everywhere. The universe suppressed the golden crow, and the universe teared up his years. The five elements divine light continued to bombard, destroying its body, and at the same time evolved the yin and yang chaos to open up to hinder its healing.

A throne creature was bitten by Zhu Jiuyin so that only some bones remained.

The golden crow sensed that it had emerged from the void, and flesh and blood grew on the bones. As the Taoist rhyme flowed, a towering golden throne stood. His mind was intertwined with anger and resentment, and he was about to fight back, but Zhu Jiuyin used the Dharma and escaped in an instant.

Yi rushed for a while, and before he turned around, he heard a slight vibration.

That was the sound of pulling a bow and shooting an arrow.

His blood seemed to solidify, and the fear engraved in his memory made another crack in the throne of the Sun.

When Supreme Yi twisted his body, he saw the oncoming arrows, and the spiral-shaped arrow body rolled up fragments of past history. In the whistling wind, He seemed to have returned to the ancient Jiuzhou again and saw the scene of the man shooting his brother.

Li Fei'an let go of the bowstring, and the fragment of the Zun Pose passed through Er's body and nailed it straight through the golden crow. Without a huge momentum, the arrow passed through, so the King of Wanhe lost his vitality and became a pile of falling black mud.
Chapter completed!