Chaos are replaced by order and are becoming increasingly orderly.

One way is like silk, all the way is like a net, covering all things, including everything, and covering everything, throughout the whole life...

Time is like a long river, endless and eternal, and the time surging, washing everything.

Yang Yu looked indifferently.

That bite of the gluttony tripod, which was born in Suigu, drifted with the flow of time and stumbled,

From the first catastrophe, to the eight catastrophe, to the nine catastrophe...

The dusty ancient tripod gave birth to the original wisdom under the moonlight on an ordinary night.

"The Demon Emperor controls the Taiyin, and the Emperor's flowing juice spills into the sky and sea, enlightening endless creatures..."

This is the first sentence that spiritual wisdom heard.

And the picture ends here!

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In the dark, there seemed to be an invisible force coming, tearing apart the long river of information from the Gluttony Cauldron.

"Diyin!"

Thunders pierced through the sky and sea, spreading all over the world like a net. On the top of Wanshou Mountain, Yang Yu slowly looked up.

In the dark, he seemed to see a huge face covering all things and covering all time.

The face was high in the sea of ​​void, and it was in line with the great way, overlooking the world of sentient beings, indifferent and cold.

"Diyin!"

Almost at the same time, there were people from inside and outside Wanshou Mountain, and even everywhere in the world, and the great master of magic power was shocked and lost his voice.

They all saw the majestic face that was high above the sky, like a great road hanging high.

His eyes are like the sun and the moon, but they are more majestic than any celestial star. When he lowers his eyes, the universe is full of life and death in his eyes.

The heavens in the world, the world of constant sand, and countless creatures seem to be all in one thought!

"He, He..."

At this moment, not to mention ordinary practitioners, they are the Qing Emperor under the Xuanhuang Tree and the Ziwei Emperor above the Stars.

The Taoist people inside and outside Wanshou Mountain all changed their expressions, and even worse, their minds were blank.

The shock this scene brought them was unparalleled, because only they knew what this scene meant.

"He has taken the first step toward the 'Horse of the Great Way'!"

Just a thought arises, like the seven-tribulation Mo Longjun, a hero who is so angry that he feels cold and cold in his heart.

For a moment, all worlds seemed to lose their voices.

Huh ~

The wind is howling, the thunder and lightning are lit up on the top of Wanshou Mountain.

Yang Yu sat quietly under the ginseng fruit tree, looking calmly at the face hanging like a high avenue.

The heaven and earth became silent at this moment, deadly silent.

Those who have just become enlightened by Kong Jue and Lu Chen subconsciously suppress their own breath and voice.

Inside and outside the world, all practitioners are silent, just looking at the supreme existence that is looking at each other in one day.

A faint battle was approaching, and the breath of storm was coming.

Huh ~

As the breeze blew, Yang Yu's index finger moved slightly. For a moment, he wanted to take action, but at this moment, his face hanging like a great road returned to nothingness.

"His will has been confused with the great way. If he takes action against it, it will be like destroying the good way, and he will be subject to the great way..."

An enlightenment arose in Yang Yu's heart, and he immediately extinguished the idea of ​​taking action.

The emperor's cause at this moment is like those old monsters who occupy the Dao Fruit with the method of combining Taoism. It is almost impossible to kill them without actively leaving the Dao Fruit.

The great way covers all things, and I want to fight against it from the great way...

"Amitabha!"

At this moment, the light and shadow of the Sea of ​​Law dissipated, Lu Chen picked up the flowers and laughed, and the stairs were already formed.

But he did not like to express his feelings, but nodded slightly and let the chaotic sky descend to himself, rubbing the Taoist rhyme.

"call!"

Yang Yu glanced at him and the peacock flying with wings indifferently and disappeared on the top of Wanshou Mountain.

The next moment, his figure appeared in the Xuanhuang world and came under the towering ancient tree.

"Master Yang."

The Qing Emperor stood up to greet him.

"You are kind to me, senior."

Yang Yu gave a tribute, walked alongside him under the ancient tree, and asked for his doubts:

"What is the truth of the Nine Tribulations of Destruction?"

"Nine Tribulations..."

Qingdi looked at Yang Yu after a slight silence:
Chapter completed!