Lightning and thunder shattered the night and illuminated the Pangu Temple.

Looking at the figure at the door, Chen Weiming held his breath and almost petrified.

The man was thin, with gray-white hair, with decadent eyes... and even hatred. His clothes were windless, and he looked like a strong man.

Who is coming? Is it the imperial master? Chen Weiming thought in his heart that if this is the case, he will be dead. Although he used the Taoist pattern weaving method to activate the talisman seal technique, he temporarily completed the five Taoist patterns in the temple formation, so he could activate the formation here. However, his power was really limited, so it would be fine to kill and kill cultivators in the Qi training stage and the Foundation Establishment stage. Not to mention the imperial master, even cultivators in the Kongming stage would not be able to do anything.

He was fully alert and prepared to fight to the death. Unexpectedly, the man seemed to have not noticed the two of them at all, and staggered and walked inside on his own.

Chen Weiming looked carefully and was shocked again. At some point, the seven statues in the Pangu Temple disappeared, leaving only a half of the stone statue in the middle, which was very dilapidated. Recalling carefully, this stone statue should be the half of the statue named after Pangu.

What's going on... Chen Weiming was puzzled. He saw the seven statues just now, but there was nothing wrong with it.

"How could this person... not see us!"

Someone sent a soft voice, and it was the Ming Dao. At this moment, he had already passed the dangerous period and successfully broke through to enter the Dan Killing Stage. The golden elixir of the abdomen was divided into four levels, gold, purple, red and green. Both of them were extremely talented and had great opportunities. At this time, they broke through the Dandan, and the golden elixir formed in the Dantian.

However, Chen Weiming was not in the mood to celebrate at this time. What Ming Dao said proved that it was not the only one who saw it. With the strength of the gray-white-haired old man, it was impossible for him to find the two of them.

After thinking for a while, his heart moved and he hurriedly put his mind into the formation. He used his mental power to weave Taoist patterns, not really using Taoist patterns, because now his cultivation is low, and the woven Taoist patterns cannot last for a long time, and in this moment, he has dissipated.

He used the same technique again, completed the formation, and then carefully explored it through the formation, and was shocked again. There was no gray-haired and bearded old man. Judging from the perception of the formation, although a lot of energy was condensed there, it should be nothing except that, and the seven statues were there, without any damage.

But what was all this in front of me... Chen Weiming was puzzled and activated the eyes to break the delusion and truth to see, but found that there was nothing in front of me.

It's fake, but why is it so real... Chen Weiming hurriedly told Ming Dao what he saw, but he couldn't understand it. For a moment, the two looked at each other and could only look at each other, and shouldn't have any action.

Amid the lightning and thunder, the gray-haired and bearded old man walked into the Pangu Temple, walked to the half-pangu statue, stood still, staring at the eyes. At this time, the corner where the two were located could be seen clearly, and the man's eyes contained an indescribable loneliness and sadness.

The emotions became deeper and stronger. After a long time, the gray-haired and bearded man suddenly went crazy. He brushed his hand and swept half of the statue. When he raised his hand, a huge stone fell on the original position of the statue.

"It shouldn't be, it shouldn't be, how can you be forgotten by them, how can you be forgotten!"

The old man with gray hair and beard roared, took out a hammer and chisel and carved it on the stone, and kept muttering it, like a madman, as if he had encountered something angry that he could not bear.

"You are Pangu, Fuxi, the Holy Mother of the Human race, and the Supreme Saint, how can you be forgotten? How can you?"

He kept muttering, whistling... and even cursing. At this time, the old man with gray hair and beards did not look like a peerless master, but more like a beggar, a homeless man who had been wandering for countless years and returned to his hometown and found that everything was gone.

Unable to accept all changes, unacceptable to everything lost, and thus go crazy.

The stone statue, the strong one cannot be compared to ordinary people... These keywords flashed through Chen Weiming's heart, and suddenly moved, and said in a lost voice: "It's the Nine Yang Real Person!"

More than 100,000 years ago, the Nine Yang Zhenren suddenly appeared in the Earth Immortal Realm, fighting the world with his extremely strong strength. However, he did not have the intention of unifying the world of cultivation, but was looking for things with all his energy.

After this man left, he left nine scriptures in the earthly world, involving various extraordinary fields and profound attainments, so he is called the Nine Yang True Sutra. In addition, there are statues of the Pangu Temple.

At this moment, the old man with gray hair and beard was crazy and weird. He was carving a stone statue here, which was really similar to the legendary Jiuyang Real Man.

Ming Dao was stunned and exclaimed randomly: "It's true!"

Lao Cai once said that it is not a secret that the books about Jiuyang Zhenren can be easily borrowed in the Evil Valley Library, so he has naturally read some of them.

After exclaiming, he was puzzled again: "But this is... why?"

It is really unbelievable why I saw the Jiuyang True Man here more than 100,000 years later.

Chen Weiming thought for a long time, and the Eye of Destruction and Truth glanced around and suddenly discovered that in addition to the temple guarding formation, there was also some strange Taoist pattern that formed itself into one and formed another formation.

Blessed to the heart, he exclaimed in surprise: "I understand!"

The second formation was activated for some reason and projected this scene. This scene was not a fantasy, but something that actually happened in the Pangu Temple more than 100,000 years ago. Therefore, the eyes that break the delusion and truth can see the energy, but cannot see the picture.

When he was about to talk about what he thought and Ming Dao one by one, he was stunned. After a long time, he came back to his senses and said, "I heard that there is a magical power called the Mirror of Time in the legend, and I saw what happened in a place. I thought it was spreading rumors, but I didn't expect that such a thing would happen."

"The time pattern really exists!"

The Taoist pattern of time is a Taoist pattern that is extremely powerful in legends. Cultivators can control the power of time. They can even control the past and future when they reach the extreme. It is difficult for them to have rivals in the world.

Legend has it that this kind of Taoist pattern is too outrageous, so it is not allowed to appear in the world. Now, you can see the scene from tens of thousands of years ago here, which is probably related to time. I didn’t expect that someone can really arrange things related to the Taoist pattern of time.

In the moment of shock, the Nine Yang Zhenren had already carved the statue. It was indeed a Pangu statue, exactly the same as what exists now.

Looking at the statue in front of me for a long time, this peerless powerful man in the legend suddenly bent his knees and knelt down. When he saw him crying loudly and whistled to the sky.

"Fuxi is dead, Nuwa is dead, Hongjun is dead, Supreme Master is dead, my master is dead, all are dead, even the Three-foot sword is defeated, no one is left, no one is left."
Chapter completed!