"God's will cannot be violated! You are so brave!"

An elder on the academy roared and said, "This is a heavenly disaster, and others cannot interfere!"

The battle continued, but many people focused their attention here and even distracted themselves to check it out.

But the black knife slashed at Mu Ming again. This time, the wooden name did not pinch the seal and let the sword light pass through his body.

It seems to be the essence, bringing endless pain, and the soul is about to be broken, but it is also illusory, like light and shadow, and the body is not broken.

The sword light drowns the wood name, then leaves, and finally condenses and slashes at the wood name.

After twelve times, the wooden name had fallen to the ground, its body was light and without any smoke and dust when it landed. Everyone saw a black charcoal-like presence on the ground, but the breath was gone.

The herbivorous ant rushed over and spit out golden light from his mouth, trying to extend his life to Wood Name, and let out a whine cry from his mouth.

The puppy also rushed over, but before he got close, he was shocked by the sudden appearance of thunder.

If the herbivorous ant is hit hard, there is lightning everywhere on its body, and a wave will come to its body. Fortunately, the puppy opens its mouth and swallows the thunder on its body. Otherwise, the herbivorous ant will also overcome the tribulation or even die.

At this time, Mu Ming, who was lying on the ground, did not move at all, allowing the thunder to beat him, like a small boat, allowing the waves to sweep in the sea, and fend for themselves.

However, the puppy suddenly yelled because it noticed that a firework of life was born from the wooden name. Although it was weak, the wooden name eventually fluctuated.

"leave!"

A faint thought fell into the minds of both.

The two left without saying a word, and at this time, a storm appeared from Mu Ming's body, and Mu Ming's charcoal-like body began to fall off the black substance, which was black old skin.

Mu Ming's clothes were all turned into ashes, and they were naked at this time, but Mu Ming didn't care anymore. Some female cultivators hurriedly turned around and did not dare to look here. However, some people covered their eyes with their palms, but quietly opened their fingers.

The storm became even bigger, and a violent thought stirred up, sparks actually emerged.

At this time, a layer of white mist appeared in the sky. The mist flashed with light, but there was no sound.

But this is not the case with other people, but Mu Ming is definitely not the case here.

The wood name is blood flowing out of the eardrum, followed by the eyes, then the mouth and nose.

The new skin loses its luster because blood seeps out.

Wood name flew into the air again, and a breath was born in his body. This breath was ethereal, but it was this breath that triggered the thunder clouds in the sky and mutated the thunder clouds.

Someone finally watched this for the first time. It was an old woman who belonged to the witch clan. At this time, he took back a pot and muttered to himself as he looked at the white mist: "The fog flow of the gods, Dongsheng has been a heroic person for many years!"

On the other side, a boy also said: "This fog can transform into Taoism. Not to mention that a thought is not a spiritual consciousness, but after all, it is a cultivator, not a deliberate way."

The fog fell, flooding the wood name, silently.

Mu Ming felt that his flesh and blood were melting, but this was an illusion. What really melted was Mu Ming's consciousness. Mu Ming felt confused, but he forced himself to do so, but in the end he had to roar.

But the roar was silent and could not be heard by outsiders, because it did not echo in the void, but fell in the white mist. Otherwise, the pain would definitely be heard, as if it had entered the soul.

The white mist shook slightly, but it continued to erode.

The thoughts in Mu Ming's body emerged wildly, but they could not stop the white light, like a pair of small bonfires facing the surging torrent.

Mu Ming's consciousness continued to disappear, but finally a thought changed in his body. After feeling the extremely huge pressure, Mu Ming's own will changed, and then condensed, and a wisp of white mist followed. However, instead of erasing Mu Ming's consciousness, he chose to merge.

Finally, it turned into a wisp of bright mist, but the mist gradually changed and finally became a mark, and it emitted waves, shaking away the original residual thoughts.

But suddenly, the fog became thinner and something seemed to appear.

A melody came into my ears, and countless people were shocked. The cultivation in my body was restless, but it was quiet after a moment.

It was the fluctuation of thunder. The thunder turned into notes and jumped in the void, while the fog below revealed its figure. The thunder had no consciousness, but there was a mark shining in the middle of the eyebrows, like a flame or a water flow, with a sense of endless life.

The mark pulls those rhythms, and finally floats out and blends into the rhythm.

A sword energy appeared, with brilliance, and appeared from the depths of the void. It was a golden sword, extremely sharp.

A green tree emerged, changing from the rhythm, and a rich seal and vitality appeared.

A stream of water flew out, escaped from a note, and finally tangled in. It can erase everything.

A little Mars jumped and turned into fireworks burning. Wood Name's face turned pale. The fireworks burned the wood Name itself, and the wood Name felt its vitality disappeared.

A handful of sand and dust fell, and Wood Name had difficulty breathing, as if he was buried, with a breath of death.

A wind appeared, blowing out Mu Ming's vision, and finally the vision was blurred.

A big drum emerged, making thunder sound, and Mu Ming's heart almost burst.

A big bell appeared, and the imprint was engraved on it, recording the years, and the body of the wood name became illusory, as if an overlapping shadow appeared.

A blood man appeared and grabbed Mu Ming. Mu Ming's blood was unstable, and countless blood and energy came out of his body.

A spring appeared and fell on Mu Ming, and a burst of vitality was shrouded in Mu Ming. Wooden Name felt better.

But the next moment Mu Ming found that his flesh and blood had disappeared, washed clean by the spring water, and there were only white bones all over his body!

This is a vision, not real, but it makes people feel real, and the rhythm is still there, but it is not as it was before, but it changes into these visions. This is a picture, but it makes a sound, or to be precise, it is a Taoist sound.

"The rumors of the Nine Curves are already at their limit. This person actually led to the Twelve Curves. This is only available to ancient Taoist sects? It is rare in the central realm now!"

Someone left his opponent, but sat cross-legged to watch the scene, his eyes fluctuated, without envy, but a little sigh. When everyone looked at it, they saw that there was a song sound on the old man, but there was only eleven sounds.

This is caused by the strange movement of the world here. It is just that the old man sighs quietly and then calms down.

"I entered the Tao with music. I only copied the eleventh note back then. I didn't expect that I could see the twelve note today, which would be worth the trip!"

The old man seemed to be selfless and meditated silently, and the surrounding rhythms were stirred up.

Mu Ming looked at the visions around him and finally closed his eyes, because at this moment, his eyes were in chaos, and countless runes were disillusioned, accompanied by visions, and the roar continued in his ears. It seemed that countless sounds were separated from his body to drown him. These were his own distracting thoughts, but they fluctuated with these visions.

The voices of people are like tides, and the names of wood rise from the sea in ignorance, and then stand on the sea. There are countless figures in it. Some of them are happy, some cry, some are sad, and some are laughing. All these are like the countless beings, but they can't see their faces clearly, as if they are dreams.

At this time, countless sounds fell into Mu Ming's ears, extremely blurry, but all the sounds were heard in real detail.

Above the sea, Mu Ming's voice seemed to collapse, but Mu Ming did not stop him, but watched quietly.

"So that's it. The five elements of time, time and space, life and death, build the trajectory of living beings. This is the three realms and five elements, this sea, this is the imprint of heaven and earth, and now it is presented in front of you. This... is also the difference between the gods and mortals, one of the time I am!"

"Or step into the sky, and from now on, the sky is high and the birds fly... but, do you know, right?"

"Or... it's falling to the point of returning. Although it's crowded, it may be possible... the sea is wide and the fish are leaping!"

Wood name stands above the sea, but its footsteps are on the sea, and there are dense crowds of people and countless voices. This is ordinary.

"Is it really impossible to cut off the divine world?" Mu Ming repeated the words when he was watching the tribulation in the academy. After a moment, Mu Ming shook his head.

Mu Ming raised his foot gently and then took the initiative to fall into the sea. At this time, Mu Ming found that he was only one of countless people in the sea of ​​stone, surrounded by people with the same face as him.

"It turns out that it's all me, and I don't need to divide or kill. However, everyone's choices are different. If there is more concern and more cause and effect, it will always appear in the future!"

At this time, Mu Ming opened his eyes and recited scriptures in his mouth. Finally, countless chaotic sounds in his ears and minds gradually disappeared.

But Mu Ming felt bright and clear. Mu Ming waved to the distance, and many strange phenomena flew into Mu Ming's body.

"What's going on? I didn't attack him!" Someone said incrediblely, "When we passed the tribulation, there were no heavenly tribulation, but there were also Daoyin. Those Daoyin turned into strange phenomena to attack us. In the end, we killed them to succeed!"

However, a monk from the Return Realm said, "This is just a portrayal of his own heart. What you have defeated is that he is the ties of the past. This person is just able to break them and understand that it is everything in his own heart. Just accept them. It's just... it took many years to understand all this. At that time, it might be too late. This person... is not bad!"

The monk suddenly realized, but then his eyes were a little confused, "Is it my hostility and ties to myself against me!"

At this time, a vague thing appeared in the Wood Name Tianling Platform. Further away, a huge ten-color sword aimed at the Wood Name.

Mu Ming just closed his eyes, and the long sword flew over and fell into Mu Ming's body. It was obviously several feet long, but all of them turned into ten-color divine lights and fell into Mu Ming's body.

The twelve marks in the wood name fuse into a ball, and at this time the vitality continues to radiate, as if something is born.

The sword light appeared and landed on this mass of marks.

A stinging pain came, and Mu Ming's eyebrows were bleeding, but Mu Ming was just chanting scriptures, and blood dripped down. Mu Ming's body trembled and he didn't say a word.

After a moment, his body was covered in blood and he finally became a bloody man.

At this time, the mark of Tionlintaire was constantly changing, and countless sword lights were passing by, as if carving, and the last vague human outline appeared.

A hole broke out in the middle of the eyebrows, but the blood had dried up.

At this time, Mu Ming looked at the sky, because another thunder tribulation appeared, Mu Ming took the initiative to flew into the air, and a figure flew out from his eyebrows, which was only the size of a thumb, but suddenly fluctuated, and the thunder continued to condense.

"This is...death!"

"This person actually swallowed the thunder!"

"Even people from outside don't dare to do this!"

"Okay, I'm worthy of being the junior brother of Danfeng."

"This person is either not a lunatic or a fool!"

"admire……"

...

But Mu Ming's actions made everyone around him stunned and his expressions were different.

Because Mu Ming took the initiative to provoke the thunder tribulation, this was a deed of heaven.

Sure enough, a riot broke out in the sky and a will came.

"die!"

A thunder exploded! The little man between Mu Ming's eyebrows exploded!
Chapter completed!