The Great Talisman

Returning to Kunlun Mountain, Yang Sanyang began to retreat to enlighten the Dharma, seeking a chance for Styx.

Time flies, five thousand years are just around the corner, even if there are four saints who advise them day and night, they still haven't found the vitality of Styx.

West Kunlun Peak

The Demon Ancestor carried his hands and raised his head to look at the distant Kunlun Mountain. A blood-red mist rose from the depths of his eyes: "How to choose?"

In this Kunlun Mountain, he has been meditating for five thousand years, but he still has not made a decision, thinking about the way out for the future.

difficult! difficult! difficult!

This is, after all, a major event related to the future, related to his own holy way, how can he not make trouble?

Continue to wait for the true spirit of the Holy Path to make up for himself, which is entrusted in the heavenly path, or to abandon the Emperor's Road and take another path.

Mozu's eyes are full of hesitation and hesitation. He has already walked more than half of the Emperor's Avenue, and even has passed a key intersection. As long as he stops and waits, waits for the true spirit to transform with peace of mind, and one day will succeed.

But this true spirit transformation process, how long it takes, the Demon Ancestor really has no idea.

Billions of years?

Or is the immeasurable calamity coming?

Half of his true spirit is entrusted to heaven, and within ten guild yuan, he can hardly sense the growth of his true spirit.

The quality of the true spirit of the Holy Dao is too high, so high that ordinary people can hardly reach it.

When the four saints enlighten the way of heaven, they will inevitably leave a great distance with themselves. What can he do?

If you wait until the immeasurable calamity has been transformed, and the world's end of the law comes, what is the use of yourself even if it is transformed?

Isn't it useless?

Or in other words, even if the transformation is complete, the saints are already in harmony at that time, will they still be crushed by the saints?

What is the difference between breaking through yourself and not breaking through?

At this time, the Mozu hesitated in his heart, and what made him even more worried was that if he did not abandon the Emperor's Road, would the four saints tolerate him?

In the future, the three races will crusade themselves, will the saint push their hands behind?

These countless questions are all the Mozu must consider at this time.

"If it is myself, I would naturally be willing to wait, even if the sky is old, I will also prove to the Emperor's Avenue. Unfortunately, there are already four saints who have been born, and the saints cannot tolerate the Emperor's Avenue and me!" Mozu slowly closed his eyes, A touch of pain appeared in his eyes: "The saint can't tolerate me! The saint can't tolerate me!"

After all, he himself has never been sanctified, and there are powerful enemies coveting from all walks of life, so he has no choice!

There is really no choice!

Apart from Lijiao, are there any other options?

"Is this the number of days? I have to go back to the old road after all!" Mozu clenched his fists, his eyes flowed murderously: "What a pity!"

It is a pity indeed!

He is already a half-step saint, and the Emperor's Road is so close at hand, how can he give up his beloved thing?

On this day, in the West Kunlun, the Qi of the Demon Ancestor's body slowly ascended, and behind it, all the ten evils of the Taikoo were all the Qi of Tiaotao, and the army of hundreds of millions was gathered, and there was no edge in sight.

"Today, my demon ancestor establishes the demon religion, takes the heavenly demon as the avenue, and the supreme treasure Zhuxian Four Sword Array as the foundation, suppresses the aura!" The demon ancestor's voice is filled with the vast and infinite avenue of heavenly sounds, spreading across the entire wilderness: " All sentient beings in the world can join my demon cult."

After the words fell, I saw the Qi machine rolling behind the Demon Ancestor, and then he screamed in pain, and the emperor Qi behind it was removed by the law of heaven in the dark, and then the awe-inspiring Qi machine was spilled, and he uttered endlessly to the Demon Ancestor in the heaven. True spirit poured away.

At the speed visible to the naked eye, the true spirit of the Demon Ancestor Emperor Dao changed into another form, turning into a lifelike demon.

However, because it is a broken imperial road, only half of the body.

But under this vast amount of aura, the incomplete demon is constantly replenishing at a speed visible to the naked eye. It is just a few breaths. The facial features, limbs, fingers, toes, every inch of skin and texture are completely compensated. , Condensed into substance in an instant, the originally stiff body slowly softened.

Purple gas comes from the east for 30,000 miles, and the vast and endless smallpox, along with the vast and endless purple gas, comes from the east and irrigates to the west.

"West... the devil ancestor is sanctified!!!" Kunlun Mountain, the Qilin King who was in retreat suddenly jumped up, his eyes looked towards the west in amazement, towards the direction of West Kunlun, and towards the vast boundless purple gas.

"Kang Dang~"

In the East China Sea, the Chaos Orb in Zulong's hands fell, and a pair of eyes raised his head in amazement, revealing a touch of solemnity and panic: "It's over! It's over! If he is sanctified, how can my tribe survive!"

"How dare he? How can he have such great ambition and such great courage to directly abandon the Emperor's Road, regain the blessing of heaven, and climb to the top of the Holy Path!" Zu Long's voice was full of shock, and the words did not mean. Panic.

Regardless of studying the third prince of Nirvana in front of him, and continuing to steal the magical powers of the second ancestor of Phoenix, the ancestor dragon suddenly rose up and flew in the direction of Bu Zhou Mountain, constantly muttering: "The sky is falling! The sky is falling!"

Tiannan

"He actually abandoned the imperial road and walked out of another road again. He actually proved that he was sanctified! If he is sanctified, how can I wait to survive?"

Feng Zu stood up abruptly and looked at the purple clouds in amazement. The endless purple energy rose up into the sky, the mighty purple streamer rolled up the endless atmosphere, and the majestic holy power enveloped the entire world.

The endless beings knelt on the ground, and the powers of all walks of life offered innate spiritual treasures.

"The Avenue of Heavenly Demons! This is the most terrifying! The most bizarre Avenue of Heavenly Demons! He actually took the position of the Holy Demon by the Avenue of Heavenly Demons!" , I couldn't help but reveal a touch of sadness in his eyes: "Sometimes I even wonder if I have taken the wrong path."

"You and I want to take the divine way to the extreme, and then sublimate it to the extreme, turning it into the power of the primordial beginning, I am afraid that it is the wrong path!" The **** of time turned his head and looked at the **** of space: "This road is too difficult."

Watching the saints being born one after another, without gaining the slightest gain, anyone will shake their faith at this time.

Hundreds of millions of years!

How many years have they stopped in the third step of Da Luo?

They don’t even remember it themselves!

The demon ancestor is sanctified!

The demon ancestor's sanctification, I don't know how many people's nerves have been stung, how many people can't sleep through the night, and how many people feel fear in their hearts.

I don't know how many people feel at a loss about their way forward.

Lingtai Fangcun Holy Land

"Who is that? Who is it?" The words in the emptiness sounded, and Bai Ze Lang cried out from the peach blossom forest and jumped to the feet of Yang Sanyang. A pair of eyes looked in the direction of West Kunlun in amazement: "The old man Is the devil sanctified?"

"What are you afraid of! The foundation of Amitabha has been established, with the blessings of three thousand worlds. Even if the demon ancestor is sanctified, he can never catch up with Amitabha's background in a short time. Moreover, as time goes by, Amitabha's background will only grow exponentially. The demon ancestor left behind!" Yang Sanyang grabbed Bai Ze's neck and stopped the opponent's shaking hands.

"That's the Demon Ancestor! That's the Demon Ancestor! If he becomes a holy, he won't want to have a peaceful life in the Great Wilderness!" Bai Ze jumped anxiously: "When the time comes, you will know that you will be anxious."

"It is the three races that need to be anxious, not us. Moreover, the saints are not invincible, and the tribes are invincible. Even if Amitabhas retreat, let alone the demon ancestor? Now the demon ancestor is sanctified, but both sides Pulling back to a line, even the balance of victory slightly tilted towards the demon ancestor. At this time, it is too early to talk about the victory or defeat!" Yang Sanyang showed a round of jade butterflies in his eyes, although the wind was light on the face, but the bottom of his eyes The panic in the depths has already begun to spread: "What a demon ancestor! What a demon ancestor! Really incredible!"

He never imagined that the Demon Ancestor really had the courage to break his arm!

After all, the Demon Ancestor of the Emperor's Avenue has been accomplished, and as long as you lie down, you can easily prove the Emperor's Avenue.

But he didn't expect that the Demon Ancestor actually had this cut off.

Demon ancestor, worthy of the demon ancestor! It's so courageous, it's beyond reach.

If it was replaced by Yang Sanyang himself, he would not have the courage of Wu Mozu.

A dignified look appeared in Yang Sanyang's eyes: "What a demon ancestor! What a demon ancestor! In the future, there will be another chess player."

With the devil ancestor's sanctification, Amitabha's power of faith began to decline sharply in the Great Wilderness World, and in just a few incense sticks, it had been reduced by 40%.

"Thanks to my calculations~www.wuxiaspot.com~, I have trained three thousand worlds, with trillions of sentient beings and immeasurable beliefs, otherwise... I'm afraid I should cry now!" Yang Sanyang shook his head.

Without the support of the power of faith, Amitabha is an empty shell.

"Hahaha! Hahaha!" bursts of rampant and cheerful laughter spread throughout the world, and the demon ancestor's bewitching words circulated between heaven and earth: "In my door, you can get the inheritance of the supreme demon, and you can prove the supreme way. Now that I am enlightened, I am willing to spread the Dao of Heavenly Demon to all living beings. Regardless of race and status, as long as I have sincerity and keep praying in secret, I can listen to my Fa-rectification and spread my Dao in the dark."

"Three years later, I will preach in the Great Wilderness World on the top of Kunlun Mountain. Anyone who is predestined can come and listen to the Tao. If you can't come, you can listen to the sound of the world with sincerity and get my true message! One door, can’t help but kill, can’t help causal, can’t help karma, and use the world's various causal karma as the source to strengthen the deity!" The voice of the demon ancestor curled up, and the whole body's vitality continued to skyrocket. The more perfect the spirit, the stronger and stronger Demon Ancestor Shengwei.

"Interrupt him and don't make him sanctified, otherwise, this avenue of cause and effect and karma will spread throughout the great wilderness. Is there still a way for me to live in the great wilderness?" I heard an angry shout, and then I saw the depths of time and space, time and space The second ancestor joined hands to strangle the top of West Kunlun.