"This is our ancestor!" The picture spread out in front of Ning Caichen's eyes. When he saw the three people of Dao Zun, Yuanshi and Tongtian, Ning Caichen felt the blood in his body throbbing and resonance, and his heart seemed to be pulled for a moment, making him unsurprising that the three people in the picture were their ancestors.

The war broke out, and in just a moment, the starry sky was broken. The four swords of Zhu Xian were shaking, slashing out blood-red sword energy. Each sword energy easily cut off the stars and destroyed the world. The Tai Chi diagram spread out in the starry sky, including the world, as if it was to cover the starry sky. The Taoist priest transformed into three purses, waved the sky ruler in his hand, and turned into hundreds of millions of miles, as if the universe was divided into two.

This is a shocking scene. Even Ning Caichen felt a deep shock. Under such great power, even half-emperor seemed small and powerless. The starry sky collapsed in the war. This was a real destruction. It seemed that the whole world was about to be destroyed, and chaos reappeared. The chaotic aura surged here, stars fell one by one, and stars were broken. The starry sky turned into a sea of ​​fire. Finally, blood rain fell between the heavens and the earth, and the vision of gods and demons collapsing, and the collapse of the heavens evolved into the starry sky.

Even in the end, sometimes the long river of time manifests, and light like silk threads, like long trajectories, connected by shining stars. Each star represents a life star and a life, and these connected silk threads represent the life trajectories. This is the long river of time and a long river of destiny, recording the fate trajectories of each life. However, at this moment, the long river of time is chaotic, and the long river of destiny is shattering, and there are stars falling, dim and shattering in the long river of time.

"Puff" There was golden blood falling in the starry sky, and someone was injured. It was primitive and was punched through the chest by a man from the Light clan with two wings on his back.

This battle was very tragic and difficult. Even though the three Dao Zuns were strong, their opponents were not weak. Each one was a priest. Perhaps the single-sided single-sided single-sided opponents were not the opponents of Dao Zuns, Tongtian and others, but the thirteen people joined forces and all became priests, and they belonged to the same level. In that realm, no one was not a genius who was in the past, how could they be really bad?

The second person injured was Tongtian. The Zhuxian Sword Formation was broken by four opponents. This is the strongest sword formation in the world. It is said to be able to kill the immortal gods and must be broken by the four emperors.

"Roar, Dao Zun!"

Finally, someone let out an angry and terrified roar. It was a three-eyed man with eyes on his eyebrows. But at this moment, his body disintegrated inch and even his soul began to disintegrate. The two Taoist masters took action together and launched a desperate kill on him. The sky measuring ruler was smashed down, and the three-eyed man was directly destroyed in the starry sky.

A great emperor died!

This is a shocking scene. Even Ning Caichen could not calm down. He saw a great emperor with his own eyes. What else was more shocking than this? However, it can be seen that the Taoist Lord was not feeling well. One of the three incarnations was directly dispersed, almost exchanging one life for another.

"kill!"

A man from the Light tribe with wings on his back spoke, holding a golden divine sword in his hand, and directly slashed at Daozun. Ning Caichen recognized this man, which was Jehovah.

The battle continued, and the starry sky was broken, and it was extremely fierce. Golden imperial blood splattered all over the starry sky. Yuanshi's body was broken several times. One of them, the soul was broken, but he finally persisted and did not die. Tongtian was covered with blood. The four swords of Zhuxian were broken and two swords were left. Only the Zhuxian Sword and the Kuxian Sword were intact. The three incarnations of Dao Zun were also broken. Under his body, the Tianquan ruler was shining golden. I don't know whether it was the color of the Tianquan ruler itself or the imperial blood stained.

However, at this time, there were only ten left of the other party. In addition to the three-eyed man who was killed by Dao Zun at the beginning, an old woman holding a purple dragon-headed crutch was also killed by Tongtian. The beheaded soul of the Lord was shattered, and only a body floated into the depths of the universe.

Ning Caichen felt a little worried because he could see that although the other party had damaged the three of them, Daozun, Tongtian and Yuanshi were all severely damaged. If they continue the battle, they will definitely lose.

"Take it off" "First solve them, destroy the prehistoric world and eliminate future troubles forever."

The remaining ten people took action and took the initiative to kill the three of Daozun.

"The Master of Infinite Dao!"

Daoyin was niaoniao. Seeing the other party coming, Yuanshi recited the Taoist yell, his face neither happy nor sad. The next moment, his body began to slowly disintegrate on the spot, turning into golden lights, blending into the Tai Chi diagram. The entire Tai Chi diagram also turned golden at a speed visible to the naked eye, expanding continuously, and then pressed towards the ten people, as if he wanted to wrap the four people.

Ning Caichen's spirit was shocked, and he felt that his heart was being pulled hard. He could see that Yuanshi sacrificed his body and integrated his magic power and life into the Tai Chi diagram and issued the last blow.

"Save my body, burn my soul, forge my sword, kill the immortal gods, and kill!"

The sword roared and shook the sky, and the four swords of Zhu Xian were shaking. At this moment, all burst out with bright red lights. Even the broken Jue Xian Sword, the Xian Sword flew over. Tongtian's body slowly rose red flames. His body began to disintegrate, and his soul was burned. Just like Yuanshi, it turned into golden lights. Momo entered the four swords of Zhu Xian. You can see that the broken Xian Sword and the Jue Xian Sword grew again, and the originally red sword body was coated with a layer of gold at this moment.

"Senior brother, protect the prehistoric world. As long as I am still there, I hope it will still be there."

Tongtian turned his head, and at the last moment when his body was about to dissipate, he looked at Daozun with no sadness or joy. After saying this, Tongtian's last body also dissipated in the void, turning into golden light and sank into the four swords of Zhuxian. The sword light surged into the sky, and the four swords of Zhuxian were shaken. From the starry sky, it was divided into four directions, reorganizing the Zhuxian Sword Formation, wrapping all the enemies in it.

"Infinite Heavenly Lord!" In the starry sky, the Taoist Lord recited the Taoist name, threw the sky measuring ruler in his hand into the sky, and then sat down cross-legged in the void: "With my body, I will always keep this world."

Dao Zun folded his hands together, and an invisible momentum emanated from him. You can see a transparent layer of void ripples visible to the naked eye emerged in front of him. The ripples spread and separated the space, as if they had divided the starry sky into two halves, and the sky measuring ruler flew high, then turned into hundreds of feet in size, falling several straight from the high altitude, and hitting Dao Zun himself.

Finally, the bloody and bloody picture was not seen, because the sky measuring ruler fell, directly covering the entire body of the Taoist priest. Only when the sky measuring ruler fell, a large area of ​​golden light spread out here, cutting the space...

"Is this your sorrow? Is it your own master?"

Ning Caichen murmured. At this moment, he understood that the boundary marker in front of him was the weapon measuring ruler of the Dao Zun back then. The sadness was also transmitted from the measuring ruler. The divine weapon had spirits. For the divine weapon, its owner was like a relative, like a parent. However, at the end of the ancient battle scene, the measuring ruler was smashed down and invaded the blood of the Dao Zun. Although this was the Dao Zun's own wish, the divine weapon had spirits and was personally contaminated with the blood of his master. Who can forget this sadness?

Ning Caichen was silent, speechless for a long time, witnessing the last battle in ancient times with his own eyes. He could deeply feel the sadness of the measuring ruler.

"Buzz!" But this was not over. Before Ning Caichen could turn over from the sad mood, the picture in front of him changed again. This time, in front of the boundary mark where he was, there was a man.

He was wearing a Tai Chi robe, gray hair, and looked fifty or sixty years old, but his figure was very strong, especially his dark and deep eyes, which were brighter than the stars, making people dare not look at him. Although Ning Caichen knew that this was just a reflection, Ning Caichen couldn't help but feel the urge to surrender just by looking at this man.

In the picture, Ning Caichen watched the man walk to the boundary marker like him, and then he pressed his hand against the boundary marker for a long time before the man opened his eyes and withdrew his hand. Then, the man stretched out his right hand, slid on the boundary marker, and stepped on the engraving - Fuxi!

"Fuxi, Emperor Fuxi!"

Ning Caichen muttered to himself, watching the man in the picture leave the boundary marker and walk into the ancient starry sky road behind the alert. I wonder if it was an illusion, Ning Caichen felt that when Fuxi finally left, he turned his head to look at him and saw him.

The picture turned again. This time, in front of the boundary marker, there was also a man wearing a black robe, but he was no longer Fuxi.

"Shennong!"

The man engraved his name on the boundary monument, and finally walked into the ancient road of the starry sky like Fuxi.

The third person who came here was a young man who looked over twenties. He was brave and dressed in a dragon robe, giving people a domineering and majesty that ruled the world. Just one glance at him, he couldn't help but feel a sense of surrender. He held a purple divine sword in his hand, a noble and sharp killing sword with a sharp murderous aura.

"I hope to use the sword in my hand to cut a prosperous road for me."

The man talked to himself, walking into the ancient starry sky road, but after he walked, there was another name on the boundary monument - Gongsun Xuanyuan!

"The road is long and arduous, I will search up and down!" "How can I forget the deep hatred in the sea of ​​blood!" "..."
Chapter completed!