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Chapter 927: Old Man Tianji


"That's enough."

The voice was ethereal, as if it had come from nine heavens away.

These two words should have been angry and wanton, but the other party's tone was as flat as water, but the impact was sensational.

The laws of the entire Heavenly Universe were ruthlessly destroyed in an instant, and the mottled and chaotic aura flowed, causing the faces of the surrounding monks to change wildly.

They looked around in disbelief, and a deep sense of horror welled up in the depths of their souls.

"How can it be that the old man of Tianji has reached such a point," an old sect leader said uneasily.

"Since the ancient slashing of the road, the old man of Tianji has never made a move, and now no one knows what it has reached."

"Could He Have Failed to Preach?"

"No, it's not that easy, why don't I feel Xianwei," some people didn't believe it.

"Ruthlessly destroyed the laws of heaven and earth in an instant, that is, his avenue was intolerable even heaven and earth, and he had to reopen a new time and space.

Nima, this is not what it is to become an immortal," an old sect leader said speechlessly.

He turned around and left, never daring to get involved in it anymore.

"Old man Tianji, you Tianji Pavilion have to give an explanation for this matter."

A strong man who cut two said in a deep voice.

"If you want to send us away, you have to show corresponding sincerity."

Another strong man snorted coldly.

"I've said enough."

This time, the voice was a little heavier than just now, and an unpredictable Dao power surged, and the invisible coercion suppressed the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, and the faces of the two Dao Slashers flushed for a while, and then burst open with a bang in everyone's eyes, turning into a rain of blood.

The faces of many monks changed in shock, they originally just wanted to take advantage of the fire to rob, but when it came to the point of desperateness, they retreated.

For a sect that may have immortal-level powerhouses, no one will be indifferent.

One of them left, and one by one the monks followed.

Zhiwen looked at the dilapidated mountain gate around him, his eyes suddenly turned red, he knelt down with a puff, and wept bitterly: "Master." ” There was silence in the void, and no one answered for a long time.

A fresh breeze blows, "Get up" Zhiwen's face was excited, and he showed a sad look.

"Master."

"Master."

"Master."

"Ask our ancestors to be our masters."

"Ask our ancestors to be our masters."

The remaining monks of the Heavenly Machine Pavilion all knelt down and wailed loudly.

After all, among the hundreds of monks who died were their relatives and friends, and they couldn't do anything about it as they watched them fall.

The feeling of not being able to slash the enemy is too embarrassing.

"Everything is determined by heaven, and the development of Tianji Pavilion has been out of the way of heaven until now.

He who deserves to be destroyed is doomed.

"That voice was unwavering, and it didn't fluctuate much.

"Master."

Zhiwen's face changed in shock.

"The fate is determined, everything is fate," the old man said lightly.

"Master."

Zhiwen hit his head on the ground and called out loudly.

"I know you're not reconciled, if I tell you that if there is no such thing as a near-death sect today, then one day in the future, our entire sect will be destroyed, and no one will survive.

Do you still feel unwilling?"

the old man walked out of the void.

He is like walking out of a painting, without the slightest hint of human breath.

It was a handsome old man, elegant and tall.

He was wearing a gossip robe, and his eyes were like a cosmic desolation.

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Zhiwen's whole body trembled, and when he looked up at Shizun, he seemed to understand something in his eyes.

In the unknown space, Guo Ming was suspended in mid-air.

His memories dissipated from his sea of consciousness as a trickle, and Guo Ming knew that he was going to seal his memories.

When all his memories have dissipated, then the cycle of reincarnation will begin.

With a whoosh, a purple slip fell, and Guo Ming clearly watched Lei Zun appear beside him.

His whole body was steaming, and Guo Ming looked like he felt some heart palpitations.

"What the hell is going on?"

asked Guo Ming.

"Hehe, the old man gave me a supreme god body, and now with my strength, it is enough to deal with ordinary gods."

Lei Zun said excitedly.

Guo Ming's eyes couldn't help but swell with envy, and he smiled: "Do you know why my master is so good to you?"

Lei Zun's face changed, and he immediately said in disbelief: "The old man doesn't want me to follow you in the future?"

"What do you think," Guo Ming laughed.

Lei Zun's face suddenly darkened, and he was quite speechless: "I thought it was a good thing, I knew that there was no free lunch in the world, and now I believe it." ” Seeing Lei Zun's bitter face, Guo Ming smiled hesitantly, and stopped stimulating him.

Of course, his master didn't say this, but why didn't such a good free thug take advantage of it himself, and this kind of thing came out of his own mouth, and it was extremely credible.

Of course, if you don't believe it, you can go for verification.

But I'm afraid the result will be the same.

"I've forgotten a third of my memory, how much do you have left?"

asked Lei Zun.

"Almost."

Guo Ming said, "How long do you say we want to stay in this reincarnation?"

"Billions of years."

Lei Zun said in a deep voice.

Guo Ming was startled and shouted, "You're not joking, are you?"

"Do you think I'm like a joker at this moment" Lei Zun shook his head and said, "This is a kind of transformation of life, this is a precipitation of years.

It is impossible to really go to the end without experiencing the vicissitudes of time.

It's like a plum bitter chrysanthemum, if you don't experience the severe cold of Sanjiu, how can there be a fragrance coming" "Then how far have I mastered them" Guo Ming seemed to think of something, and hurriedly asked.

"Their realm is incomprehensible, and I can tell you that there are definitely no more than ten people in the whole world who can send people into samsara.

For them, time has no meaning.

Lei Zun said with a solemn face.

They are all monsters who have lived a long time, and besides, they must have all searched for the lost One, which is the Tao spoken by all beings. ” "Where is the lost one, and how to pursue it," Guo Ming asked.

"How do I know, you should ask your master about this kind of thing.

But this will be billions of years away.

Lei Zun laughed and said, "I still have a trace of memory, see you after reincarnation." ” Guo Ming nodded, he was the same at this time, if it wasn't for him to stick to his heart, I'm afraid he would have to enter reincarnation immediately.

Glancing back, Guo Ming said leisurely: "Goodbye."

As if saying goodbye to someone, his words turned into a breeze from heaven and earth, and slowly sent out.

At the moment when Guo Ming fell into a coma, the afterglow in his eyes seemed to see a middle-aged man in white, holding an ancient bell in his hand, sitting quietly in the eyes of reincarnation, with nothing in his heart, reciting ten thousand laws.

Who the hell is he, he is so powerful that he can temper his body with the power of reincarnation However, this is not a problem that Guo Ming needs to consider, because the power of reincarnation shattered his body and allowed him to enter reincarnation.

As time passed, the continent began to enter a terrible deforestation.

Because the final battle is coming, everyone wants to be the dominant in this world.

The Demon Spirit Clan also came from the extraterrestrial starry sky and joined this protracted melee.

Some lament that this should not be done, and that in this eventful time, we should cooperate with all our might.

There are also people who are sympathetic and think that this is the internal friction of the three clans, which will make the gods and spirits take a big advantage.

But the wise man thought it was imperative, because the three tribes were not convinced.

Without a strong leader, there is a high chance that a battle with the gods will turn into a big scuffle.

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If the government decree is not passed, and the etiquette law is not strict, then there is no need to fight this war at all.

Hitting must be beaten, as long as you grasp a degree.

Of course, the strength of some Dao cutters was too terrifying, and the Yellow Emperor and several other strong men stood up and announced to the world that Dao cutters were forbidden to compete.

All of a sudden, up-and-comers came to chrysalis.

It's a general trend, and all kinds of wizards are emerging.

Everyone wants to try their best to climb up, and most of the strong people in Guo Ming's era have already cut the road, but of course, more of them are stuck on the cutting road, and it is difficult to cross that level in their lives.

In this competition, there is no mercy at all.

Over the years, one by one, young kings have replaced the ranking of the new generation of kings and become role models for countless young people.

The unintentionality of the Deception Clan, the son of Wuji, is full of magic skills that shake the past and the present.

Qingxuan's daughter Tsing Yi, inheriting the magic powers of the Three Emperors, has not tasted defeat since she was born.

Guo Ming's son, Ziwei, got Guo Ming's inheritance, and was proud of his peers with his mystic methods.

Guo Ming has gone away, and with that earth-shattering battle, Guo Ming has completely disappeared from people's sight.

As a transcendent force, no one dares to mess with it.

There were indeed many people who wanted to deal with him back then, but they had Guo Ming, the legendary king, in charge.

Of course, this is not enough to deter the real clans.

Because the real clans all have immortal-level powerhouses, and they are all veteran powerhouses.

Guo Mingman is full of calculations, but he can resist an ordinary god powerhouse.

If it is too high-profile, it is easy to provoke right and wrong, and a powerful ancient clan will make a move against the general Xiangge.

However, as soon as their soldiers and horses descended on the Jiangxiang Pavilion, they were shattered by the finger light hundreds of millions of light years away, and tens of thousands of strong people turned into ashes without even snorting.

The old ancestor of the ancient clan was furious, and when he went to fight with great strength, he was almost destroyed.

People don't know what happened, but from this incident, it is clear that there is a shocking king and guardian will be in the cabinet.

From then on, the Prime Minister's Pavilion stood tall, and no force dared to attack them.

Everyone understands that as long as they are given enough time, the shoge will definitely become a superpower.

In a green hill, tens of thousands of monks shouted, and in the middle of the air, two monks were fighting happily.

Ziwei, dressed in a purple and gold robe, stood quietly in the crowd, smiling at the corners of her mouth, looking at a young man opposite with burning eyes, stretching out her right hand, making a movement with her middle finger down, and slowly spit out two words in her mouth.

"Silly B

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