The eternal realm trembled, the extraordinary disintegration, the immortals fell, and thousands of horses were silenced.

At this moment, some logic seemed to be triggered. Three great forces on the vast continent condensed and manifested three majestic figures in the air. They were actually the Lord Wuyou, Lord Fanchang, and Lord Xuanyu.

The Taoism they spread reunites and becomes an alternative resurrection.

When Zhang Li saw this scene, he looked solemn and sneered: "Is this something that has always been hidden in the shadow of the world? You have become the Taoist master and your name is deeply engraved in history. I have heard of it."

"It's like this now. It seems that the ghostly detachment of Guixian for tens of millions of years is just a lie."

Faced with Zhang Li's sarcasm, the three Taoist lords were indifferent. They seemed to be just a projection, without wisdom, and only mechanical logic.

Without any words, they all took action.

Buzz!

Three strange and unpredictable powers spread.

One is shining with translucent light, leaving a blank space wherever it passes, as if an eraser has scratched it, and there is no trace left in the Tao. Even when to launch an attack, path, etc., it is the method of forgetting worries.

One is shining golden, centered on Zhang Tai, and spreads densely like a spider web, forming a large net covering the sky and the sun, and some kind of huge sealing force fills the world.

The attack of the Master Xuanyu Taoist is even more magnificent, with dark green full of strong vitality, engulfing the heaven and earth, and even the empty air that is affected seems to have activity and reproduces each other.

Puchi!

Zhang Li couldn't hide, and the surroundings were cast by the cage Taoist master. Time and space were solidified and the source was blocked. The dark green light shining from Xuanyu was with an evil smell and some hits.

The majestic body immediately changed all kinds of strange changes, bulging, tentacles, and pus exploded, and the whole person twisted into an indescribable ball of flesh. The root force in the body squirmed, and life was about to split.

"Hmph! What a weird ability."

Seeing this, Zhang Li's thoughts urged the Tao fruit, used the mysterious method of easy transformation, and transformed from his old body in the blink of an eye, filling his body with great power, and retraces time and space, returning to normal.

He is following the orthodox Jindan Avenue, with the most stable and stubborn, with good abilities in all aspects and able to deal with all situations.

Zhang Li said disdainfully: "The weird immortal is just like this."

After saying that, his face changed drastically. He didn't know what was right. His body was wiped out by inexplicable power. The root power in his body was missing, and the Youxia Dao Fruit almost fell.

If it weren't for the warning of the Heavenly Dao, he wouldn't have known that the Dao Fruit had been wiped out, and even it was wiped out and fell in a daze.

"What is this?" Zhang Li was in a state of throbbing, and his supreme power burst out from the inexplicable influence. He recalled what happened before, but he did not notice the attack.

His eyes slightly condensed, and he even forgot that there was a fourth Taoist lord present.

However, when Zhang Li realized that the existence of the Taoist Master Wuyou, he dispersed his divine consciousness and searched, and all the four directions were empty. No matter how he found it, he could see his shadow.

Only the Master Xuanyu Taoist, the Master Fanchang Taoist stands at the distance, and the time and space change, and it seems that he is brewing some attack.

Seeing this, Zhang Li finally became cautious, felt deeply terrified of the Taoist Master Wuyou, and murmured: "I am worthy of being the second prehistoric enlightened person."

He had no time to think about it, and the war broke out again.

Rumble!

The four great masters fought in the depths of the universe, and the vast and powerful forces collided, sweeping across the nine heavens and ten earths, stirring the world into chaos, like dough, and letting people knead it.

The world was destroyed at the last moment, all beings died, and the time and space were subverted and reversed again in the next moment.

Countless time lines change, while countless civilians reincarnate repeatedly in life and death, at a loss and no choice.

This is the horror of the seventh-level taboos. The level of mutual fighting is infinitely higher. It doesn’t matter if you fail occasionally. You can change time and space at any time and start over again.

However, this has its limits. Every time you go back to time, you will bear a huge price. With the backlash of the long river, you will continue to clean up the residual waste of time and space, unblock the river channel, and repay the price in the future.

It is generally closely related to the fruit position of the Taoist master, and there is no doubt that the [Flaw Level] has the highest bearing capacity.

Dong!

With the ultimate loud noise from the universe, Zhang Li tried his best to defeat the three Taoist masters. After all, it was still a phantom. The Taoist master who was not the source of it could only act violently for a while.

The most difficult Taoist Master Wuyou fought with him for dozens of time and space before he pulled out his true body and defeated him.

"All the turmoil was finally calmed down and turned to the arrival of Purple Star."

Zhang Li looked a little pale. He felt a thunderous backlash brewing in the eternal realm, and now he suppressed it in front of him.

"It's time to go to the roots and find the truth at the source."

He looked at the long river of time and space, with an unknown expression, and walked upstream with brilliant waves.

Hurry!

The sound of illusory tides came suddenly, and a faint sigh came: "I have waited for many years and the fish have taken the bait."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Li was terrified and shouted: "Who is it? Is Zixing's mastermind?"

At the end of the long river, Wu Ming's figure appeared, shrouded in purple fog, the mist rose, and the smoke curled up. He swallowed all the power of the disintegrating root.

Rumble!

In an instant, the eternal realm trembled. Looking down from the high dimension, a large indescribable shadow covered it. It gradually escaped from the chicken-like light ball while squirming, and cut off nearly half of the origin.

Soon the level of spiritual energy in the universe fell sharply, and the scope of the envelope continued to shrink, and it almost fell to the seventh-level plane.

In the vast and boundless sea of ​​heaven, Wu Ming's true form condenses, countless tributaries of time and space circulate, the surrounding solidified stars sway, and the Taoist rhyme echoes.

For a moment, all the great men of Xuhai were alarmed, and the sleeping evil gods woke up, and they all looked at this area, either with evil thoughts, surprises, or coldness.

"Get out! This is the Taoist lord of my Daluo Palace."

Suddenly a cold snort spread everywhere, a majestic and indescribable hall hangs down, covering the sky and the sun, standing at the end of the empty sea, emitting an eternal and immortal aura.

The endless purple air spread, blocking countless worlds and helping Wu Ming block all peeping sights.

At this moment, Wu Ming felt strange and his eyesight was infinite. His body entered a vast ocean. When he came to his senses, he realized that it was the main road of the long river of time and space.

The unpredictable scenes around him burst out, of course, they firmly attract the attention. The four supreme artifacts occupy the most conspicuous position.

A grand gate shrouded in the strange black fog, a group of light wrapped in colorful lights, an endless land of paradise, and even an eternal and glorious hall.

Nightmare Gate, main god space, reincarnation paradise, and Daluo Hall.

Wu Ming saw the full picture of the four major forces in the heavens for the first time, and couldn't help but sigh: "A Taoist fruit enters my body, and today I know that I am me."

He withdrew his gaze and looked down at a purple star below, as big as an egg. Zhang Li inside looked up at him in horror, as small as an ant.

Frog in the well?

Wu Ming suddenly thought of this word, then shook his head, it was his plan to block the eternal realm, otherwise Zhang Li might not be able to transcend.

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