"Yin and Yang are the changes of heaven and earth, the birth of all things, and can control all things. This formation was originally done by me, and the original intention was to guard the stone that the old man had attained enlightenment himself, but I didn't expect it to be used to save my life one day."

On the Zhenwu Mountain, the second in the world was once the second in the world. Zhenjun Zhang Junbao looked at the broken Yin-Yang fish in the void and spoke to the little monk hanging in the air and said to the Confucian female gentleman.

There were many sighs in his tone.

Wei Wuya, who was standing next to the old Taoist of Zhenwu Mountain, could feel the sigh. The old man himself did not expect that he would be forced to this point, the number one in the world.

Destiny is indeed very bizarre!

"I won't say much anymore. I'll draw the array picture on the ground. You can write it down first, and then change the array according to the array picture drawn by the old man. Otherwise, we might have to go to heaven to accompany those people."

The old man raised his head and looked up in the void and said with a wry smile.

After hearing this, Wei Wuya looked at the void. The countless black dots were in the azure blue light, like debris floating in the river.

His face changed and he asked:

"What if I go up...?"

The old Taoist from Zhenwu Mountain smiled, then looked at the void and said helplessly:

"It depends on how enlightened he has reached."

After saying that, the old Taoist seemed to feel that what he said was not vivid enough, and he continued to add:

"When the old man proved the truth, he was full of disasters and disasters within ten miles, and the plants and trees were withered all the time. If it weren't for the remoteness of Zhenwu Mountain at that time, I wonder how many people would have to be buried with him."

When Wei Wuya heard this, he couldn't help but sweat on his forehead. In the past few days, he followed the two world's best, and he also knew that pursuing enlightenment was to realize the disaster of heaven, and the destruction of the law became a disaster.

Now that person is in the enlightenment. If he really realized the truth like this... Wei Wuya looked at the dazzling blue again.

Judging from the current appearance, if God really goes to heaven, there will be nothing good.

"You two are not moving yet, it's important to help you!" Wei Wuya looked up at the Confucian and Buddha on both sides.

The little monk Kong Chan and the female gentleman Li Jianjia looked at each other and moved.

On the Zhenwu Mountain, the old Taoist outlined the Taoist text, while the little monk Kongchan and the Confucian female gentleman changed it according to the Taoist text based on the formation pattern.

As the Taoist patterns on the void were slowly changed, the Yin and Yang fish slowly rotated in the void, and cracks quickly healed, and soon they became as reconciled.

However, the feeling of weightlessness did not fade at all.

In addition to the Confucianism and Buddhism, Lao Taoist and Wei Wuya had to float in the void.

Wei Wuya looked at the millions of people still hanging in the air, and didn't know whether he should cry or laugh.

………

Above the void, millions of soldiers were just beginning to struggle even if they could not mobilize their magic power.

As a result, the endless void was filled with people, and it was like a bustling city.

But soon, they found that their magic power was constantly passing, following the azure blue order toward the center like a squid head.

The passing of power is far more than magic power, and it seems that there are still indescribable existences in the dark.

This made these millions of soldiers and armored soldiers panic. The more they were panic, the more they struggled.

The more you struggle, the more tired you become.

But for a moment, the entire void became quiet.

………

In the distance, Da Chu, who was still watching, was standing side by side with Wang Weicheng, frowned.

"This situation doesn't seem to be right!"

Nangong Chuyao looked at the distance like a giant blue candlelight lit on the earth, his face darkened and said in a low voice:

"It's so wrong. If everything is over, who will show the light that is enough to illuminate a hundred miles?"

Wei Cheng, who had made hob meat in his life, suddenly felt a little nervous for a moment. He tightened the long sword around his waist and did not pull it out for a long time.

Nangong Chu closed his eyes and said everything he wanted to say.

"But at this time, we can only watch."

The 200,000 elite Chu players who stand shoulder to shoulder with the king are all in the world, but there are also people who cannot do anything to them.

For example, the millions hanging in front of you.

………

The center of everything, above the void, the azure blue light wrapped the center of the red flame, and in the red armor, Li Chunqiu's eyes closed.

After holding the "non-shen" in his hand and pursuing the amnesty he realized in the Tongtian Stone Monument, endless knowledge exploded in his mind in an instant.

It seemed as if the sealed door had been opened.

The flood that broke the dam rolled away and rushed into Li Chunqiu's mind.

A series of hazy paintings slowly unfolded in his mind.

The chaotic war scenes, countless corpses, broken stars, and the scorching stars with the sunshine...

There was a man standing alone in the sky, hysterical madness seemed to be entrenched on him.

There is no trace of words, but there is a sadness that lasts forever.

All pictures are blocked by something, and you cannot look directly at their true appearance.

Finally, the battlefield turned into invisible in an instant.

The picture fluctuated and turned into a man wearing red armor.

He seemed to have experienced a great battle. Drops of blood flowed into the red sword along his palm and were swallowed by the sword. The bright red blood seemed to turn into a red dragon. The dragon wrapped around the red sword and finally turned into seals.

Is that the picture of the owner of the red armor sealing this magic sword?

Li Chunqiu said in his heart.

But before he could come back to his senses, the picture changed again and turned into a man in white. He stretched out his hand to erect a stone tablet in the dilapidated state, and then turned around and left without looking back.

As the stone tablet fell to the ground, the rocks gathered on the stone tablet like light at the same time, and a mountain that reached the sky rose like a ridge of the earth.

People said they wanted to touch the sky, so the mountains bulged.

Everything was ruined like a torrent of time and space, returning to its original appearance.

The creation is full of gods, and the yin and yang are divided into darkness.

Li Chunqiu knew this place very well, it was Mount Tai!

Li Chunqiu couldn't help but feel shocked.

The stone tablet was put in by someone. What are you put in? Was it to wait for me to come here? Was it really a coincidence that the mountain collapse of Mount Tai that day? Or was there a plan already?

He had already arrived, I would have been there?

When was this stone tablet put in?

Ancient?

Countless doubts surged in Li Chunqiu's heart. He tried his best to see through what the man in white looked like, but it was like a layer of gauze covering everything.

Li Chunqiu seemed to vaguely see that there seemed to be a rolling crowd on Mount Tai, unlike in ancient times.

Is this a bureau?

Before Li Chunqiu could complete his guess, another memory poured into his mind again, and this time it was no longer a hazy picture.

It is a method of practice, which is similar to his own amnesty, but it also leaves the amnesty deduced by Li Chunqiu himself, over a thousand and eight hundred streets.

A unique cold suddenly surged over the red armor.

Li Chunqiu subconsciously started to use the method, and for a moment he seemed to feel like he had fallen into the cold flowing water.

The next moment, a cold current surged into the red sword.

That method is like having a life, surging wildly.
Chapter completed!