The sword lights differentiate and spread over the void, and the lights of the universe overlap and do not interfere with each other.

What's amazing is that these sword lights cross the numerous concepts of the shadow's periphery and point directly to the shadow itself.

"ah……"

The black shadow looked up and looked at Tongtian, as if he wanted to resist, but Tongtian raised his hand and turned around. The sword light turned, locking all kinds of changes in it. The yin and yang energy intertwined, and the two yin and Kun yin and the two yins turned, collapsed inward, forming a hole.

Then four sword lights were hidden in it and directly wiped away the black shadow.

'Um?'

Tongtian just killed the black shadow, and another black shadow fell in the dark, and the concepts of end, destruction, killing, death and other concepts began to break away from the black shadow and approached him. Moreover, there were several figures in the void, which seemed to sense something and appeared one after another.

Tongtian beat the backhand and broke up the two concepts, took them away, and escaped into the void light and the illusory reality.

Several figures about to fall dissipated one after another, and after a black shadow circled around, they disappeared naturally.

"I don't know if the monks from this place are fine."

Yu Chen, who was between the light of the void and the illusory reality, looked at the universe below and felt a little moved.

According to the coordinates provided by Taoist Guangcheng, the universe found was originally a chaotic accumulation in the world of Daluo, and the ancestor Yuanshi Dao came down to his Dharma body to open up.

According to Taoist Guangcheng, most of this type of universe allows all immortals, gods, Buddhas and demons to intervene and verify their own Taoism.

Apart from the initial and most basic protection of heaven and earth and sentient beings, the rest of the things will not be too involved.

Therefore, this type of universe is also the most likely to have strange phenomena.

According to Tongtian’s observation just now, the incarnations of several Taoist lords who came to this universe, as well as the incarnations of the Emperor of Heaven and Emperor of Earth, probably gave up their self-consciousness for some reason, and used the spirituality of all sentient beings in this universe as the basis to serve as the driving force for their own Taoist qi.

Such actions have caused the laws of the powerful in this universe to interweave, forming a pattern of the way of chasing people.

Its specific manifestation is just like Yuchen's Shangqing Daoqi. Without his intentional restraint, it is the same as the Qing Dao monks in the world who can understand thousands of truths as long as they establish connections with Daoqi.

These powerful principles that have lost consciousness constraints instinctively absorb many concepts, and are "generous" to the point where those spiritualities that fit their own concepts are unacceptable.

The most troublesome thing is that influenced by these powerful powers, all the powers involved in spirituality in this universe may carry this characteristic and will automatically approach its own height.

Simply put, ordinary creatures in this universe can survive well, but once you enter the ranks of practice and improve your spirituality, you will be affected by external forces.

‘And it would be much more convenient if I wanted to influence this universe.’

Tongtian sensed the concepts and information he had just obtained, and suddenly prayed came into his ears.

"The Supreme Lord, Shadow of Destruction, brings the darkness of destruction to all things, you control the death of all things..."

"We are here to offer you a pure lamb..."

With his eyes falling, Tongtian saw a group of people surrounding the center in a dim cave, crawling and worshiping in front of the simple altar.

The madness, chaos, bloodthirst and cruelty continued to spread outwards.

The girl surrounded by many believers had a cold face and was not very angry.

As if he noticed Tongtian's gaze, the girl and the priest looked up at the same time. The girl's eyes were full of doubts, and the priest's eyes were fanatical: "Lord! I will offer the sacrifice to you now!"

As he said that, the priest took out a short knife and planned to tear the girl open.

But when he dared to take two steps, a thin layer of cold air appeared under his body, making it difficult for him to move.

"You actually worshipped the evil gods of Han Bing?"

The main priest's face changed drastically, and he showed anger.

In ancient legends, cold and death are brothers who are born and accompanied by each other, but interestingly, all believers who take them as the objects of sacrifice are usually very hostile to each other.

The believers on both sides fought for thousands of years about the greater death or cold, and no one was convinced.

Today, when he saw the sacrifice he had prepared for a long time, dyed the breath of the evil god of the ice, the main priest was naturally angry, but the next moment, he smiled strangely again: "Although he lost his purity, the power of the evil god of the ice can still be favored by him if he sacrificed it to my master!"

"Lord! Please accept mine...how is this ice thorn, you are not..."

The priest lowered his head and looked at the ice thorns that protruded from the girl's palm and pierced into his chest.

At this time, the girl could no longer speak. When she used the ice thorn, she heard a lot of Taoist principles and principles about the Way of Ice, which kept impacting her meaning and spirituality. Even if she had the ability to bear was better than others and had excellent talent, the girl's body could not help but begin to alienate, her skin became transparent, her hair and eyebrows turned into ice and snow, the breath of her whole body began to fade, and even her clothes and breath became pale and clean.

The cold wind rose from the girl's feet, and the believers around stood up in horror, trying to escape, but the ancient sacrificial songs were remembered around.

"In ancient times, ice and snow fell from the sky, all things frozen, life and death... Lord of ice and snow..."

Little bits of snowflakes appeared out of thin air, condensed, slowly falling from the sky. In a blink of an eye, the entire cave turned into a snow-white inside and outside, with cold air surging, and countless mysterious and profound concepts of ice and snow appeared one by one in front of many believers.

Most believers who appear here have improved their spirituality through rituals or medicines.

Facing the falling ice and snow, I felt the breath of death that threatened the creatures from ancient times.

They either turned into snowflakes in fear or merged into them in fear, becoming puppets made of ice and snow. Some believers who had already gained strength felt in fear that the power in their bodies first resisted, and then slowly assimilated by the other party.

"Lord! I pray for your favor!"

The priest looked at the frozen altar and felt his chest that had been frozen and his eyes that had not fallen further. He let out a wail, breaking his heavenly spirit with a wail.

A spirituality with strong willpower was wrapped in a scent of ice, and suddenly hit Tongtian.

"Hahaha... It's successful, disciple, you did a good job... We have succeeded! Now dance as what the teacher taught you at the beginning!"

A Kundao, similar to the ice-snow girl on the altar, appeared in the air. She looked beautiful, but she was like jade carvings and had a curvy figure, but she would not cause anyone's fire.

Looking at her is like looking at a piece of ice.

But at this moment, the ice was very excited. She prayed loudly, and the girl on the altar danced gently with the sound of prayer.

Raise your hand, turn around, your sleeves fly, and roll up ice and frost. More and more concepts of ice and snow gather here. Using the original main sacrifice and the current sacrifice as a connection, it transports the concept of ice and snow to the sky, trying to assimilate it.

‘You can feel me with just such a little connection?’

Tongtian lowered his head, avoiding the oncoming cold wind, frowned slightly, and the mixed wishes and fishy blood inside really made him displeased.

He blew a light breath and tried to gather at Yuchen again to dissipate instantly, but what is interesting is that the breath blown out of Tongtian did not naturally dissipate after defeating the cold air, but under the influence of a force in the dark, it blended with the cold air and rolled down.

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