Chapter 551: Heaven-shattering Saint, finally reaches Daluo
There are two people at the Taiyi realm, one from the Heavenly Palace, and the other from the Tianyun Sect in the celestial realm. Both are warriors who have turned to cultivating the immortal path, and their ages are older than the establishment of the immortal path.
Jiang Changsheng looked at the fight in the Xuantian Star Sea. Although he felt emotional, he had no intention of intervening.
Absolute peace does not exist. Even the most beautiful order has a dark side. Immortal practitioners are fighting against the heavens. Moreover, this is not within the scope of the immortal way. Just follow the rules within the scope of the rules.
"We have arrived at Xuantian Starry Sea. One year later, the Mingwang Ship will leave Xuantian Starry Sea. Please bring your token and return on time. We will not wait for you after the expiration date."
A loud voice sounded, and one by one the disciples of the Mingwang Sect began to distribute tokens. Jiang Changsheng took one and played with it casually.
Jiang Changsheng thought about it and left with the old man who had chatted with him earlier.
Anyway, I came here just for sightseeing, without any purpose, just like everyone else.
His divine sense spread out, taking in the entire suspended sea of stars.
He discovered that the Xuantian Star Sea had encountered some kind of force, as if it had been moved by some force, and its original size was definitely not comparable to its current size.
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The third heaven.
Mu Lingluo and Bai Qi stood on the edge of the cliff. The waterfall on the right was surging, splashing countless water droplets, making the cliff look dreamy and beautiful.
"How strong is this kid now?"
Bai Qi looked at the murderous aura rising from the sky, shuddered, and sighed.
Mu Lingluo said: "He should have surpassed Ziyu."
"Surpassing the Emperor of Heaven? Tsk tsk, there is still a wanted order for him hanging in the Heavenly Court. Are this father and son really having a quarrel, or are they just acting?" Bai Qi had a teasing smile on his face.
Mu Lingluo did not continue the conversation, but asked: "The Immortal Dao royal family seems to have encountered trouble recently?"
Bai Qi spread his hands and said, "When they want to leave the Second Heaven, they are doomed to be in trouble. Don't worry about them. After all, they have been born for tens of thousands of years and are now a big clan. They can handle it."
Mu Lingluo nodded and asked curiously, "Have you discovered their talents?"
When this matter was mentioned, Bai Qi's eyes lit up, and he nodded like a chick pecking at rice, and said excitedly: "I wondered before, what is so special about the first merit race, and now I understand. In their race, the more people die, the stronger the remaining people are. This seems to involve the cause and effect that the master talked about?"
The royal family of the immortals has produced a great figure who has made a name for himself in the three thousand worlds and is known as the Immortal King.
"To be precise, as long as the royal family is not exterminated, no one can die."
Mu Lingluo looked at the horizon and sighed, as if the royal family was right before his eyes.
While the two women were chatting about the royal family of immortals, Jiang Yi, who was far away in the sky, was practicing while chatting with Flame Devouring Knife.
"The heaven next door is not simple. There are many strange auras. Don't you want to devour them?" The voice of the God of Great Catastrophe came from the Flame-Devouring Knife.
Jiang Yi snorted, "Remember, I come from the immortal way, I will not devour the power of immortal beings, unless they are looking for death and must provoke me."
As the grandson of the Taoist Patriarch, he has always regarded protecting the immortal path as his own responsibility. Even though he is wanted by the Heavenly Court, he knows in his heart that he belongs to the immortal path all his life, and the conflicts between him and his father are just minor quarrels and emotional outbursts.
Flame Devouring Blade asked curiously, "Could it be that the omnipresent being you mentioned earlier is from the Immortal Path?"
Jiang Yi said: "Of course, the immortal way is the strongest. Look at me, I swallowed a lot of power, but I was perfectly integrated into the immortal way. Have you ever seen such a great way of cultivation system?"
The Flame-Devouring Blade was silent. Having followed Jiang Yi for so many years, he had long been aware of Jiang Yi's ambition and arrogance. When he came to the third heaven, he was very surprised. Jiang Yi did not directly devour the power of all living beings, but hid here to practice the way of immortality. He really could not understand it, but when he felt Jiang Yi's aura becoming more and more restrained, he realized the specialness of the way of immortality.
"By the way, as the god of great catastrophe, have you heard a voice? In your heart, it is sometimes like a dream." Jiang Yi suddenly asked.
Flame Devouring Blade asked in surprise: "You still dream?"
"Nonsense, it's because we can't dream that I find it strange. The voice kept talking about some mission." Jiang Yi frowned and continued.
Flame Devouring Blade asked suspiciously, "Why haven't I heard of this? Am I not as good as you?"
Taking advantage of opportunities to flatter others is a skill he has learned over the years. If Jiang Yi is happy, he will feel better.
At this moment, a vicissitudes of life voice emerged from Jiang Yi's body: "Indeed, there is. I have heard it too. Since ancient times, even we, the gods of great calamity, have not known the origin of the gods of great calamity. I don't know since when we have determined that we are transformed by the Great Dao. But think about it, the Great Dao cannot be destroyed, but we can be destroyed."
Demon Ancestor!
Zong Ku is the most powerful god of catastrophe in the world. He was defeated by Jiang Yi and lives in Jiang Yi's body.
Hearing the words of the Demon Ancestor, Jiang Yi's eyes flickered.
The Demon Ancestor said in an unfathomable tone: "This avenue is empty and boundless, and no living being knows what is hidden inside. No one knows what is hidden behind the so-called great catastrophe."
Flame Devouring Blade teased, "It seems that there is someone who covets the master's talent. Master, please don't be bewitched. I don't want to change masters."
Jiang Yi snorted, "My talent comes from the Jiang clan, it can't be taken away by outsiders if they want to!"
When it comes to the Jiang clan, Flame-Devouring Blade doesn't dare to make fun of them. He had made fun of them before and was tortured badly. The Jiang clan and the immortal way are taboos in Jiang Yi's heart, and no one can offend them in front of him.
On the way to the third heaven, they encountered a warrior who discussed the way of immortality and was killed by Jiang Yi. His body and soul were destroyed and not even his spirit was left.
In addition to his strength, Jiang Yi's ruthlessness is also what makes the Flame-Devouring Sword fearful.
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After wandering in the Xuantian Starry Sea for more than half a year, Jiang Changsheng's experience was very rich, better than his own life in the past ten thousand years.
No matter who he meets, it is not enough to impress Jiang Changsheng. His journey is aimed at the whole process and the insights brought by facing all living beings.
Tao follows nature. What is nature? All living beings and everything that exists are nature, even those that seem bad.
Traveling across the Xuantian Starry Sea, Jiang Changsheng saw many characters and scenes of the ancient immortal way through the present. These were all overlapped by memories after recovering and projecting the will.
Before leaving, Jiang Changsheng paid attention to the old man who was looking for Haitian.
The old man sneaked into a small world and was trapped by restrictions. It would be difficult for him to break free in a short time.
Jiang Changsheng calculated with his fingers and found that this old man would get a special opportunity and his life would undergo a great change.
Quite interesting.
Jiang Changsheng did not save the old man, but jumped directly out of the Xuantian Starry Sea.
The other side.
In a valley, the old man who was looking for Haitian was tied up in mid-air by vines, with even his mouth blocked. He opened his eyes wide and struggled frantically, but could not get rid of the vines. His magic power was being absorbed, and it felt extremely uncomfortable.
What frightened him most was that he had no idea what he was facing.
He could only pray in his heart.
“Holy Lord…Holy Lord, save me…”
Although he is a cultivator, he is not a follower of Taoism. As the way of immortality grows, there will be more and more cultivators like him.
And the one he believed in was Saint Hacking Heaven, who in his mind was omnipotent.
The vines began to spread towards his eyes, trying to cover them.
Just when he was about to lose his sight, the vines on his body shattered into pieces, turned into ashes, and he fell to the ground.
He supported himself on the ground with his hands and gasped for breath. The feeling of surviving a disaster made him dazed. When he woke up, he subconsciously turned his head and saw that the surrounding woods had returned to calm. He did not flee immediately, but looked around excitedly.
"The Holy Lord must be here..."
The old man stood up and looked around.
Soon, he found a stone tablet in a patch of grass. He pushed aside the weeds and saw two lines of bloody words.
Hate the heaven, hate the earth, and hate the Tao!
Kill the immortals, kill the gods, kill all living things!
Even the knowledgeable old man was frightened when he saw these two lines of words, mainly because the blood words were still wriggling, as if the blood was alive, but when he looked closely, the font did not change. This weird feeling made him uneasy.
“Who left this?”
The old man frowned, his heart full of confusion, but his hands somehow did not drop the stone tablet.
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After returning to Zixiao Palace, Jiang Changsheng began to wait for the opportunity to break through. He felt that it was almost time and his Tao fruit was about to undergo a transformation.
Two hundred years later, the clone returned and merged into his body.
About eight hundred years have passed.
Jiang Changsheng finally couldn't hold it back anymore. He stood up and jumped out of the endless void with the Dao Qianyuan Divine Throne and came to the Great Thousand World, which is the so-called inner void.
The world was extremely dark, like the edge of an endless void. He flew in a direction that he remembered .
Galloping all the way, he suppressed his breath to the lowest level.
In the memories of Zong Ku and Shi Yantian, there are many invisible figures, which proves that they have encountered many beings stronger than them.
Both of them have fear of the outside world. Even if they live in it, this fear cannot be dissipated, but will only linger in their hearts and become deeper.
Jiang Changsheng's speed was so fast that the darkness did not change at all.
As he sped along, he occasionally felt the breath of living creatures, but fortunately, none of them had the intention of attacking him.
When Jiang Changsheng arrived at the dark realm he had chosen, he stopped and prepared to wait for a breakthrough. At the same time, he kept calculating the powerful people around him. Perhaps some of them were beyond the reach of his spiritual sense.
Time passes quickly.
Jiang Changsheng finally had a breakthrough, and something happened that surprised him. He did not need to transcend the tribulation. Sitting on the Qianyuan Divine Throne of the Great Dao, his entire body was glowing with colorful divine light.
An unprecedented feeling of refreshment rushed to the top of his soul, making him want to let out a long roar.
"snort!"
A cold snort was heard, and Jiang Changsheng looked up suddenly. He quickly waved away the Hongmeng divine energy, but it was grabbed by an extremely huge hand. This hand directly grabbed Jiang Changsheng and the Dao Qianyuan Divine Throne in its hand. The restriction of the throne burst out with powerful force, making it impossible for the huge hand to clench.
Jiang Changsheng raised his hand and struck out with the Great Thousand Killing Finger. Because this was the Great Thousand World, he did not hold back at all.
The power beyond Zizaitian instantly pierced through the giant hand.
"Um?"
