The peacock soared into the sky and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Several big monsters looked at each other and knelt on the ground, looking nervous: "Teacher, this stupid bird of Peacock did not hit you on purpose. It's so difficult for the demon race..."

Several big monsters were trembling, but they still spoke, but their nervous claws were pressed against the ground.

No one knows the horror of the Taoist in front of them better than them.

In front of the carriage, the young man looked at the old Taoist, and there were minor concerns on his face: "Teacher, Peacock is just impulsive, you..."

The atmosphere was depressing and solemn, and the disciples were trembling and felt that they were not breathing smoothly.

Only the little boy beside the old Taoist looked up at his teacher in a daze: "Teacher, where are you going for senior brother?"

"The young birds are big, and they will eventually step out of their protection..."

The old Taoist touched the little boy's head and sighed: "Let him go, let him go."

An Qisheng watched quietly, feeling the old Taoist's words and deeds, and even the relief, worries and sadness that emerged in his heart all appeared in his heart.

He cannot truly transcend time and space to influence everything in front of him, but he can understand everything that happened to the old Taoist at this time.

Because in a sense, the old Taoist is himself who is in this space and time.

"Thank you, teacher."

Several big monsters breathed a sigh of relief when they heard this. They thanked him respectfully before they dared to raise their heads.

The boy glanced at several big monsters and felt a little comforted.

After all, the teacher is from the same school. Although he seems to be incompetent, he never takes any injury. Otherwise, the teacher will be really angry.

That consequence...

"The world is headed by Taoism, Buddhas, gods and ghosts. The demon clan has been living under people for a long time. The peacock is arrogant and unwilling to follow the old path in the world. It is reasonable..."

A low and heavy voice came, and the scalper who was pulling the cart spoke slowly: "I dare to ask the teacher, where is the way ahead of the demon clan?"

Where is the future of the demon clan...

As the scalpers spoke, several big monsters also looked at the old Taoist, with a serious expression and hope in their eyes.

All the Taoist traditions in the world, Taoism, Buddha, gods, ghosts and demons are as famous as many ordinary practitioners, but in fact, the demon clan is far inferior to the first four Taos.

Not to mention Taoism, Buddhas and gods, even ghosts, they are more than one worse.

The most fundamental reason is that the demon clan has no saints.

In the ancient battle, the demon world came from outside the sky, causing a shock to the heaven and earth, and a war between gods and demons.

But at the end of the battle, the demon world suffered a great defeat and lost. The old man Tianhuang collapsed between heaven and earth, and the demon world was once invisible.

In the dignified demon world, the gods and Buddhas in the sky were beaten into the "beast path".

Since ancient times, which one of the great monsters can tolerate?

The boy also had a move in his heart. He naturally understood the desires of these brothers, but in his opinion, there was no solution at all.

The existence that lies above the sky shines like the sun, but also determines the order of the heaven and earth. No matter how amazing and amazing people are, they cannot spread their wings and soar in such a net.

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"The path of Tao is only to compete! Only by reaching the end, jumping out of the world, and not being among the five elements can one be qualified to change the world."

The old Taoist slowly raised his head and spoke lightly.

"The end of the way? How can we have this opportunity?"

The boy's eyes suddenly dimmed, and the other monsters bowed their heads and said nothing.

On the sixth day, how can latecomers compete with them for glory?

"After all, there is a chance, this opportunity is in this world!"

His eyes swept across the demons in front of him one by one. The boy fell on An Qisheng's body, as if there were thousands of words to say, but in the end, it turned into a very short sentence:

"Eighty thousand years, there is no holy in heaven and earth!"

Eighty thousand years, there is no saint in heaven and earth?

An Qisheng's heart was shocked, and all kinds of thoughts suddenly appeared in his heart.

It was a cold and silent chaotic void that seemed to be without all things, and a place shone outside the vast realm like golden sun.

Many figures can be seen.

The figures were sitting, lying or standing, and they could not see their figures, but they had a vast, vast, endless and powerful aura.

And facing these six figures is a sea of ​​starlight that stretches for countless billions of miles.

‘The Starry Sky Tower Master…their battle is not over yet!’

An Qisheng's mind was condensed, and his past speculation was completely confirmed.

In the battle between Fenghuang and the Heavenly Emperor, why did all the clans and spirits dare to take action and follow the Fenghuang to attack the Emperor's Emperor against the Heavenly Emperor? Why did Sa Wuling leave after leaving the customs?

The fundamental reason is that there is no saint in heaven and earth!

It is precisely because the Starry Sky Tower owner restrained the six saints from the sky that the Battle of Phoenix Emperor attacked the sky happened.

Otherwise, even if it were a divine beast that opened the sky with the power of creation like Fenghuang, it would never be possible to challenge the six saints on the long river, using the Tao as bait to fish in ancient and modern times!

Even if they compete with each other.

"Eighty thousand years!"

In front of the carriage, several great monsters looked at each other, feeling relieved, and the young man's eyes gradually lit up.

The old ox raised his head, thinking.

Huh ~

In the breeze, An Qisheng quietly looked at the master and apprentice in front of him.

The true incarnation magic power is to transform into an incarnation that is completely different from one's own thinking and cognition.

Such supernatural powers seem simple, but in fact they are extremely difficult, because even he can't deduce something beyond his own cognition.

Naturally, there is no way to transform such a clone.

But at this time, the old Taoist in front of him seemed to be independent of himself, and perhaps there were great similarities in shape, but the core was very different.

"That's all for today."

After a long time, the old Taoist waved his hand to let the disciples retreat.

"yes."

Although the disciples were reluctant to give up, they did not dare to neglect them. After saluting respectfully, they slowly retreated, turned around from time to time, and took a long time to leave.

The old Taoist got out of the carriage and walked slowly to An Qisheng without any haste.

One step away, but it seems like a distance of thousands of years. The old Taoist stared at the nothingness in front of him, as if he saw it, as if he couldn't see it. After a moment, he spoke:

"I lost."

He spoke very calmly, as if he was talking to himself, and seemed to be feeling emotion.

There is nothing more frustrating in the world than to foreseeing his destined failure, but he doesn't seem to care and doesn't want to change things.

After a step further, An Qisheng was also staring at the old Taoist, looking at the incarnation that was much different from him, and nodding after a long time: "I understand."

Although most of the key points were erased by the Fenghuang battle against the sky, it can be seen that it was indeed a failure.

The old Taoist in front of him has been planning for many years, uniting the two tribes of men and demons to awaken the Phoenix Emperor and revive the world of heaven. Everything he can do has been done to the extreme.

But it was defeated in the end.

In the breeze, the old Taoist stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the void, as if he had seen through the endless years, time and space: "One way of extinction will lead to another way of life. I may be defeated, but they have not failed yet."

An Qisheng looked at the old Taoist eyes and faintly seemed to see many mirror images in his eyes.

In a trance, there seemed to be millions of figures in front of him.

There are gods, demons, demons, and demons, and some people, Taoists who are high on the Taoist platform, old monks who are in the Buddhist temple, demon kings who are entrenched all over the land, and monks who are traveling all over the world.

There is no body, the spiritual body that is sank into the sword, and there is also a ray of light circling in the sea of ​​hearts of others.

There are veins rooted in the earth, and there are white clouds floating above the sky.

have.....

Thousands of figures kept changing, and finally, they all looked up, and pairs of extremely familiar eyes seemed to pass through the void and travel through time and space.

Looking at An Qisheng!

boom!

The old Taoist slowly raised his head, and a touch of ink came from the sky, and it was just a sudden turn, the sky was black, and the invisible cold wind came with the electric dragon running between the sky and the earth.

The plants and trees on the ground were blown and rustling.

The tide of air was slapped on his face with the faint raindrops.

"It's wind blowing, it's time to leave..."
To be continued...