Master of the Worlds

Chapter 555
Even if they are all enlightened people standing at the top, even they are all existences that can overwhelm the projection of ten thousand Taos and achieve their own Tao.

But when faced with the manifestation of the true Dao, these people can block ten with one, or even a hundred with one, but six people, facing nearly ten thousand real Dao, their defeat seems to be only a matter of time.

However, the Dao Jing, which was hoped for at the beginning, and the Covenant of Ten Thousand Ways, which was continued to be hoped for at the beginning, do not seem to exist at all.

Behind them, Dao Jingye was silent. Obviously, they were facing an unsolvable problem.

The last page swears and swears, and even the memory is shared, which shows the existence of the Covenant of Wandao, and the "Tao Jing" is the carrier of the Covenant of Wandao.

However, in other pages of memory, there is no Myriad Dao Covenant at all.

Such an unreasonable and unexplainable problem is simply a dead end, and it is impossible to get out of it.

"Where's Big Brother?"

After a brief silence, Faith glanced around and asked as he watched the increasingly stalemate battle situation.

At this point, all the pages discovered that the boss among them, the Taoist scripture cover page, was not here.

Hearing what they said, a flash of inspiration flashed through Mu Feng's mind, as if he had thought of something.

"Ugh!"

With a sigh, a cover page floated out from Mu Feng's sea of ​​consciousness, floating in the void.

"Host."

""Tao Jing", the system, the covenant of ten thousand ways, I should have thought of it a long time ago, the covenant of ten thousand ways, from the beginning to the end, you mentioned it!"

Deploying the Sky Wing Formation again, doubling the combat power of his teammates and oppressing the enemy at the same time, Mu Feng took a short time to look at the system—or rather, the cover page of Taoism.

"Host, I'm sorry."

The system's voice was bleak, "Wandao, there is no covenant."

Mu Feng nodded bitterly.

"Host, decide, fusion, as long as you fuse us all, you will be able to transcend and solve all the troubles."

At this moment, are there other options?
Mufeng looked at the system, his gaze swept through reincarnation, karma, and fate one by one, and finally landed on the last page.

A wry smile appeared on his face, "Do I have any other choice?"

The Taoist scripture cover page turned into a spirit, shaking his head.

Mu Feng sighed, and was about to take action when he suddenly heard the hoarse roar of the last page.

"No! No!"

"You are not my brothers and sisters, who are yours?"

Although he was shouting, although he was questioning, it was undeniable that his voice was full of firmness and unquestionable determination. "

"Little brother."

The cover page of the Taoist scriptures frowned slightly, and looked at the last page of 'Unreasonable'.

"No, you are not my big brother, no! Who are you, and where are my brothers and sisters?"

The last page looks like a madman, screaming at the other pages.

The other pages frowned even tighter, and Mu Feng's eyes fell on the last page, watching the little fat man who turned into a spirit questioning frantically with tears streaming down his face, a trace of doubt arose in his heart.

At the beginning, the "Tao Jing" set up a ban with the Covenant of Ten Thousand Daos, which he had seen with his own eyes, but now, why does the Sutra in front of him not know the existence of the Covenant of Ten Thousand Dao?

Wandao, why is there no covenant?

For a moment, a bright light flashed in his mind, and Mufeng thought of a possibility!
"On the last page, are you sure they are not your brothers and sisters?"

Mu Feng's words made the system frown slightly. He firmly believed that he was the first page of the Taoist Scriptures and had never deceived the host. Why would the host ask such a stupid question?

"I'm sure!"

The little fat man's eyes were full of determination.

"it is good!"

Mu Feng nodded and waved his hands, except for the last page, he held all the other pages in his hands.

"I know, you are not fake, and he is not fake, I have a guess, I hope you can help me to correct the truth, time is running out, I have offended."

After finishing speaking, Lin Tian fused the pages together and looked at the system.

At that moment, the system seemed to understand Lin Tian's heart, without the slightest hesitation, the cover page opened, missing the reunion of the Taoist scriptures on the last page.

On it, as expected, there is no covenant of ten thousand ways.

Seeing this, instead of being disappointed, Mu Feng smiled, like a child who got a fun toy.

Once again waving his hands and setting up a series of formations to bless his teammates, Mu Feng turned around and broke through the ban, and returned to the heavens and worlds.

The divine mind unfolded, and in an instant, Mufeng found the world of Journey to the West among the heavens and myriad worlds.

In the world of Journey to the West, Tiandao Little Baby and Hongjun were trapped in a small dark room and still could not escape. They were not even aware of the coming destruction.

With a thought in Mufeng's mind, Tiandao Xiaowa and Hongjun were released, ignoring the bewildered duo, Lin Tian held the "Tao Jing", opened the page of cause and effect, and activated the laws of heaven.

Time goes back in an instant, heaven and earth are not divided, Hongmeng is not judged, chaos is like a chicken, and Pangu was born in chaos.

This is here, Pangu opened the sky!
With a thought in Mufeng's mind, Pangu's ax disappeared.

"Roar!"

Pangu let out a roar, which disturbed the entire chaos. In an instant, three thousand gods and demons were affected, and they all rushed to express their dissatisfaction.

Pan Gu was like a furious giant, fighting three thousand demon gods alone with his bare hands.

The war lasted for ten thousand years, and the three thousand demon gods were almost killed or injured. Only a few such as the twelve demon gods, the chaos dragon ancestor, the chaos god phoenix, and the chaos jade unicorn survived.

Seeing Pangu's fierce power, Chaos Dragon Ancestor felt timid and retreated quietly.

Mu Feng watched from the sidelines, and gave a comment, "Count!"

A beam of light flew out from the Dao Sutra, fell into the body of the Chaos Dragon Ancestor, and was imprinted in the blood.

The war was still going on, and after another thousand years, the Chaos Demon God was completely killed and injured, and the dragon, phoenix, and unicorn were also unable to survive, leaving only the corpse's body and blood sinking in the chaos.

At this time, Pangu discovered that after tens of thousands of years of war, Chaos had been broken and was no longer as tough as before.

Pangu combined his palms as a knife, cutting through the chaos with one knife.

Pangu's face showed joy, and he proved the truth with his strength.

However, he still underestimated the consumption of opening the sky. Without the Pangu ax to open the sky with his bare hands, the sky opened up, and Pangu died exhausted.

At the moment of his death, a phantom of an old man with white hair and white beard came out of Pangu's body, and the phantom gradually solidified. From a distance, it was exactly the appearance of Hongjun in the world of Westward Journey.

Mu Feng didn't stop there, time passed, the Tribulation of the Dragon and Han Dynasty, the disaster of the Lich, the Conferred God War, he appeared in every scene, every scene.

Then, in time and space, world by world, Mufeng's figure kept appearing.

Many causes and effects were cut off one after another.

When all causes and effects were cut off, Mufeng had a clear understanding in his heart.

Taking one step forward, returning to the other side of the starry sky, watching the battle between his teammates and the real Dao, Mufeng's soul came out of his body, and with a thought, the soul was instantly extinguished.

And at the moment when his mind and soul were completely extinguished, his corresponding two paths appeared at the other end.

It happened so suddenly that none of the five teammates could react. By the time they tried to stop it, everything was a foregone conclusion.

Before the little apprentice let out a mournful cry, the mutation regenerated, and at the moment when Mufeng's spirit and soul disappeared, a soft brilliance emerged from the Taoist scriptures.

In the brilliance, a new page was born on the Taoist scriptures, without any words or symbols.

But looking at it, everyone can call out its name - the last page.

"I" looked straight at the last page, "It's the last page, so who am I?"

"You are also the last page." Mufeng's voice sounded and answered for it.

At the same time as the voice sounded, Mu Feng's body, which had been devoid of vitality, opened his eyes and stood up again.

However, on his body, there is no existence of any cultivation base.

"Master!"

The young apprentice wanted to rush over, but Mu Feng reached out to stop him.

"Let's solve the trouble first."

After finishing speaking, Mu Feng stretched out his hand, and the "Tao Jing" in his hand flew up, suspended in the air, obviously without any cultivation, he looked like an ordinary person, Mu Feng raised his hand to depict in the void, but in the "Tao Jing" Leave a line on your own.

Looking up, I saw lines of myself began to appear on the Taoist scriptures, and at the head were the four big characters—Wan Dao Covenant!
"Wandao has no covenant, so I will make one for you!"

One stroke after another, one writing after another fell down.

After a long time, Mu Feng stopped his hand, and the power beyond the realm of Tao bloomed on the "Tao Jing". In an instant, the turbulent Tao seemed to have encountered the snow under the scorching sun, and their violence faded away.

To be honest, he is as docile as a little white mouse kept in a cage.

"There is still this kind of operation!"

The last page where I witnessed everything was dumbfounded, muttering to myself, and seemed to have a lot more understanding in my mind.

"I remembered, I remembered, Wan Dao did not have a covenant, it was written by the master himself!"

The words on the last page, although they are wise after the fact, did solve the previous doubts.

"But, wouldn't I become redundant?"

Mu Feng shook his head and chuckled, turned to the time and space page of the "Tao Jing", pointed at it, and the "Tao Jing" disappeared in an instant.

Hundreds of millions of years ago, the catastrophe spread, and a "Tao Jing" was born out of nowhere. The covenants of the ten thousand ways were brilliant, and they turned into a force of banning one after another, sealing the source of the turmoil on the other side. Hundreds of millions of years of stability.

In real time and space, seeing the Taoist scriptures disappear, the last page looked bewildered, although it seemed that something had been recalled, and there was a sudden realization on his face.

Turning his head, the Fatty Hualing on the last page had joy and anticipation on his face.

"Brothers and sisters, stop playing and come back, Xiaopang misses you!"

After the words fell, there was a burst of giggling laughter, and the ban behind everyone slowly melted, and pages of books filled with words reappeared from the void.

"Little brother!"

The gentle and intellectual elder sister of Zhang Hualing of Faith stepped forward and rubbed the little fat man's head.

"Well, Fifth Sister!"

On the last page, the person who had always been hard-spoken and heart-broken threw herself into the arms of her eldest sister, crying like a child who had found a home.

After a long time, the "Tao Jing", which had been sealed off for trillions of years, reunited, and the last page of the little fat man found his own place again, and changed back to being without any written records and functions. The sisters love and take care of the little brother.

Mufeng held the "Tao Jing" in his hand, looked at the docile and true Taoists, and pointed a little, and all Taos dissipated and merged into the heavens and worlds.

In an instant, all the monks in the heavens and worlds were amazed to find that the way between heaven and earth seemed to become much clearer.

Without the knowledge of the creatures in the world, the group of six who prevented a catastrophe and even wiped out the root of the catastrophe looked at each other.

Mufeng stretched out his hand, and the little apprentice put his little hand into Mufeng's. The six of them looked at each other and all laughed.

End of the song——

People are still here!
(season finale!)
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