A hurricane fell from the sky.

It was not so fierce, but everything was involuntarily dancing.

The wind moves, the clouds dance, the sky changes, sometimes it is sunny and sometimes it is raining, sometimes it is thunder flashing, sometimes it is hail like a waterfall, and all the sky phenomena appear above the sky.

It seemed like someone could hear the pulsation of the earth, as if the ceiling was falling, and as if a goddess was playing the piano.

Dead?!

Is this dead?!

In the sky, the earth, the five continents and the four seas, countless practitioners couldn't help but be stunned when they saw this scene, almost unable to believe their eyes!

Since more than 20,000 years ago, the three immortals came to the world and divided the three continents and three seas, and once forced the Tai Chi Taoist Temple and the Tai Chi Divine Court to breathe.

Qiang Jueru, the Wang Lingguan, was once injured by the Three Treasures Yu Ruyi in a blow from the air.

Such powerful three banished immortals were once the yearning for countless practitioners. I wonder how many monks came to their sects and became enemies with the Tai Chi Taoist temple.

Once, demons danced around, covering the sun.

But, these three powerful exiled immortals died so unchanged and so lightly when the old master was breathing?

Who can believe it?

Who can believe it!

Looking at the old Taoist standing with his hands behind the sky gate above the Divine Court, all the creatures in the world were in a dead silence.

There is no domineering power to swallow thousands of miles of aura, nor the courage to push forward.

But the four words like chanting, the three banished immortals who were once regarded as the highest by countless people in the world have disappeared.

Some great monks could even see the horror and incredible on the faces of the three of them at that moment.

It seems that even they did not expect such consequences.

"No! Impossible! This must be an illusion, an illusion!"

In the wild sand of the Western Desert, Buddha lights soared into the sky, hundreds of monks all stepped into the air, constantly exploring in that void.

But what trembled in their hearts was that the aura of the ancestor completely disappeared, as if it had been completely wiped out by that strong wind!

"Master!"

Among the East China Sea Islands, there are sword intents, clouds and water lights soaring into the sky, but like many great monks, these Taoists are also terrifying.

"Disappear, inspiration, inspiration is disappearing..."

On the coast of the East China Sea, on an isolated island, an old Taoist priest who had just woken up was shocked and murmured to himself, unable to believe everything in front of him.

Ninety thousand years have passed since the end of the Tenth Chronicle.

The first 60,000 years of Tai Chi's First Age was the world of Tai Chi Taoist Temple. Wang Lingguan, who had mastered the secret of immortality, became the most powerful person in the world after the old master failed to fight against the sky.

He opened up the divine court in the great sun, and his "Qi Practicing Soldier" under his command overwhelmed the world for 60,000 years.

Once, under the leadership of Wang Lingguan, all the inspirations of "immortals, Buddhas, demons, ghosts, and evil" between heaven and earth were suppressed to an extremely low level.

However, even in the most prosperous era of Tai Chi Taoist Temple, the inspiration between heaven and earth was only suppressed by "Qi" rather than truly disappearing.

At this moment, in his senses, the world was like a huge millstone that could not be described, erasing all the alien inspirations between the world at a speed that seemed slow and fast!

This is a major event that is even more terrifying than the destruction of the three immortals.

"Inspiration..."

His heart was shocked, and many practitioners in the West Land, South China Sea, East Land and other places also felt this.

But no matter how shocked or unwilling they were in their hearts, they were still suppressed in the depths of their hearts in the next moment.

Because the sky fluctuated, the light of the sun and the moon suddenly flourished.

A huge divine chariot like a star was swaying by thousands of fires, under the pulling of nine red-flame dragons, under the protection of thousands of gods and countless generals.

A big day!

"Finally, there is no need to endure it."

Wang Lingguan, who was surrounded by the waterfall light, sighed to himself: "It's a pity that the teacher is still moving faster than me..."

The divine chariot is spreading across the sky, and its light is even more powerful than the sun and the moon.

In just a moment, the Taoist monks who soared into the air had fallen like rain. Even though they were furious and roaring, they still could not resist the divine light that was pressing down.

"King evil!!!"

In the vast sea of ​​the Western Desert, an old monk stepped up in the air, carrying billions of tons of yellow sand like a dragon, rolling in: "The ancestor is gone, you still have to kill them all?!

Then you will never stop until death!”

Boom!

The sound of the Buddha was louder and resounded through the sea of ​​clouds for a moment. Countless monks stared at the sky and saw a huge Buddha shadow standing across the sky, covering the sky with a palm slapped Wang Lingguan on the divine chariot.

With the divine light lingering, Wang Lingguan's expression was indifferent, and there was no change at all. He only spoke when the Buddha's palm was pressing horizontally:

"The ancestor gave me the name, I am Wang Shan!"

Words fall like thunder rolling in the sky.

Wang Lingguan's finger spread across the sky, like a beam and pillar that stretched across the sky. Just a pressing force had shattered the Buddha's shadow between the sky and the earth.

The remaining momentum did not diminish, and the fingertips penetrated thousands of miles through the void, dropping the old monk with an angry expression in the broken Buddha's shadow.

"you!"

The old monk looked frightened and furious and even more desperate.

But all the anger of unwillingness was easily pierced like a bubble under this finger, like a meteorite falling, smashing heavily into the vast ocean of yellow sand.

A huge tide of yellow sand that is as high as the sky, and endless waves!

"Don't die..."

After lit a finger, Wang Lingguan's eyes moved, like flames, like a silence: "After years of patience, do you think a certain family is as high as you?"

It has been nearly 90,000 years since the ancestor left, and he is no longer the evil of the king of the past.

In the world today, besides their own teachers, even those three people can only compete with them by using those treasures.

But that, it is only possible.

If it weren't for the repeated orders of the teacher, he would have strangled these three so-called exiled immortals as early as 20,000 years ago.

He shook his head slightly, and looked at the monk Taoist who was running and screaming among the rolling yellow sand. He lost interest in taking action, but just waved it casually.

Going to the sky, heading straight to the sea of ​​clouds, the dome is at its highest point, and the divine court transformed by Master Fang:

"Kill without mercy!"

"Abide by the orders of the Great Spirit Official!"

Thousands of gods responded together, and led their descendants to the sky and fell from the sky, causing endless fighting spirits.

Return to the western desert and left the east land.

Boom!

There were wars on the vast land, and the raging wars spread from the western land and the East China Sea to other continents, a bloody and vast cleaning.

here we go!

"There are devastated and there is no time to repair them one by one..."

Looking at the warriors on the earth, a ripples appeared in the depths of Sa Wuling's eyes in front of the Nantian Gate.

If possible, he really wouldn't have done so cruelly.

Because there have been too many sufferings in this world, but unfortunately...

Before the Divine Court, Wang Lingguan stopped in front of the South Heaven Gate and did not step onto the Divine Court. The Emperor Gou, who followed him, did not step forward.

The Tai Chi Divine Court has been opened for tens of thousands of years, but except for the Quesa Wuling, no one dared to ascend to the Tai Chi Taoist Temple.

Because that is the legacy of the ancestor.

"teacher....."

Official Wang Ling bowed slightly.

Sa Wuling seemed to feel something in his heart. Looking up, he seemed to have traveled through endless time and space, and saw a big bird spreading its wings as if it were endless graceful.
Chapter completed!