Great Dao Ji

In the first year of Yuanyang, the purple sun toured the sky, and all the suns collapsed and the heaven and earth were shaken.

From then on, the heaven and earth entered the age without saints.

In the following 170,000 years, without the constraints of the saints, the heaven and earth reached their peak. In just 170,000 years, it has surpassed the most prosperous era of the gods' creation.

It is known as the "Yuanyang Mythology Era".

In the Mythology Era, the world's strong men stood side by side, with the Great Zhou Dynasty and Taiji Dojo at the top. The two forces jointly dominated the world, restrained each other, discussed each other, and composed the song of prosperity.

In the 180,000 years of the Mythology Era, the heavenly masters of Taiji Dojo seemed to have some feelings and invited the strong men in the world to meet in the Dojo.

A few years later, the Dojo was closed, and the strong men disappeared, and the world was in an uproar.

At first, some people asked, but to no avail, and then they attacked in groups. However, the various methods of the Dojo were intertwined, and the world where all the strong men left was unable to do anything.

However, at this point, the Mythology Era ended.

After a brief silence, the heroes who lost their restraints and the short silence, they blatantly split the world and established their own independent Taiji Daochang and the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Chaos appeared in the world for a while, and it was unknown how many heroes who were dissatisfied with the two giants suppressing the world appeared.

The strong competed for power, and the heroes rose up. There was no longer a huge stone pressing down on the world. For a time, the strong were like clouds, tearing the prosperous picture of the mythological era.

It was called the "Era of Fighting for Power".

The Era of Fighting for Power was much longer than the Mythological Era, until a young Taoist rose from the borderland, and a pair of male and female swords of killing evil swept away the turmoil of the world.

It was 300,000 years later.

So far, the Era of Fighting for Power ended, and the Era of Dragon and Tiger began.

The young Taoist lay on the dragon and tiger, overlooking the ups and downs of 800,000 years, eliminating the devastation of the Era of Fighting for Power.

Until 800,000 years later, there was a strange phenomenon in the sky, as if there were stars covering the sky. On that day, an iron-blooded battle flag broke through the sky and set off endless beacons.

The Dragon and Tiger Era has ended, and the Chaotic Ancient Era has arrived...

...

Huhu~~~

The chaos outside the sky is endless and boundless, and it is so vast that I don’t know how much time and space it contains.

This is a place that all living beings in the world cannot set foot on in their entire lives, or even in all their lives. It contains endless mysteries.

Every moment when the ripples appear, there seems to be an indescribable mystery and opportunity in it.

Rumble!

At a certain moment, a dazzling light exploded somewhere in the chaos, and the aftermath was surging, and the Huangtian Realm, which was far away from the endless chaos, trembled for a moment.

Several figures flew in all directions, and wherever they passed, they were all stained with blood. After a few moments, they were swallowed and assimilated by the chaos.

"Ah!"

Tianhuang screamed, in extreme pain, and was in extreme embarrassment.

He became a Taoist for the Heavenly Dragon, and he was born immortal. His body was second only to the Brahma Saint among all the saints.

But at this time, his huge dragon body was completely cut open from the middle, the dragon scales fell off, and the dragon horns were also cut off.

The injury was extremely serious.

In the distance, Da Zizai was in a very bad state. A pair of divine swords that were born from the boundless sea of ​​blood and nurtured for billions of epochs were also cut off.

Although his body was still barely glued together, if you look closely, you can see that a knife mark ran from the center of his eyebrows downwards, cutting it apart.

Emperor Yan and Emperor of the Netherworld were not much better. While coughing up blood, they did not forget to cut off all the memories of the knife in their hearts.

The emperor's ten thousand years, in the chaos, was just a moment, but they were killed by this knife shadow countless times. If they had not replaced each other, I am afraid they would have all fallen at this time.

Even so, several people could not make any sound except for the extremely painful groans.

"Good knife, good knife..."

A hoarse, low roar with monstrous ferocity spread from the center of the collision.

Di Yan barely looked over, and in the sparse starlight, he could no longer see the figure of the Starry Sky Tower Master, only a weak will was trembling.

They were so seriously injured, and the Starry Sky Tower Master, who was the first to bear the brunt and 90% of the damage, was not dead? !

Even though they were in such a mess, Tianhuang and the others were still greatly shocked.

People know their own affairs, and the moment the knife light touched their bodies, they found that this knife light had a great connection with the origin of the emperor.

So for them, this knife itself did not have the intention of killing all, but for the Starry Sky Tower Master, there was no mercy at all.

Even so, he didn't die? !

"Good, good, very good, very good!"

The will of the Starry Sky Tower Master trembled, and his voice fluctuated. He was extremely angry and frightened to the extreme.

The ferocity of this knife made him unable to remain calm.

It was clearly the afterimage of a magical power from who knows how long ago. It was reflected by the bronze mirror, and it was so powerful?

This was beyond his imagination.

In fact, the damage caused by this knife was billions of times more serious than what Di Yan and others saw!

The Three Thousand Killing Dao Diagrams of the Universe was a supreme method of condensing the star map with killing and filling it with the ten thousand ways of heaven and earth.

When he swallowed and spit out a Dao, the star map became more dazzling, and his Dao became higher. Similarly, a clone with the same origin but could die in his place would be born.

He had been a Daoist for many years, and he had attacked many great realms and absorbed many Daos. When the knife fell, almost all of his incarnations were killed!

He could even feel that his original body, which was far away in the depths of the Savage Realm Sea, surrounded by various realms and blessed by various Daos, was severely damaged!

And after paying such a huge price, and with these indigenous saints blocking the knife, he almost didn't leave his incarnation.

"There must be a great secret in this world!"

While he was shocked and frightened, the desire in his heart was also burning: "That traitorous chess piece must also have a big secret on his body!"

He knew very well that the shadow of the knife was just a shadow of a knife, not a real magical power. Otherwise, he would never be spared.

Since there is such a sword shadow in this world, doesn't it mean that countless giants have fought against each other in this world before?

Or maybe this great world was born in the hands of Dao Ying, or the person behind Dao Ying?

It was precisely because of this doubt that he was willing to pay the price of having his body cut off in order to leave his aura behind.

The price is certainly huge, but if you really get something, the value is so great that it is far more precious than any other great world.

If he had this sword shadow in his hand, he thought that with his own strength, not to mention unifying the barbaric wilderness, he would be able to advance and retreat freely even in the legendary 'Immortal Gang Realm', right?

"Your injuries seem to be very serious?"

Da Zi raised it with one hand and simply tore off the other half of his body, leaving only his hands, feet and a glance.

"Your injuries are not serious, but without the protection of the great world, how long can you survive in the chaos?"

Xingkong Louzhu sneered and was a little suspicious. Something seemed wrong with this free demon lord.

You must know that at this time, Di Yan, Tianhuang and others could not even say a word. The demon lord's injuries were not serious, but it did not have much impact.

Could it be that he also has a secret?

"Does Fellow Taoist have any idea?"

Da ZiZhi's eyes flashed.

Chaos is not something ordinary people can set foot on. He is seriously injured and his realm is about to fall. Even if he has great fortune, he cannot stay for long.

And this is the reason why they don't believe that the Brahma Saint Society will defect. Even if he has a rare treasure and is at his peak, once his realm falls, there will be almost no life in this endless sea of ​​chaos!

"I'm not busy, I'm not busy. Let's wait until the others calm down. It won't be too late..."

In the sparse starlight, the figure of the owner of Starry Sky is as blurry as smoke, with a smile on his face but no smile on his face:

"What do fellow Taoists think?"

Da ZiZai frowned slightly, and then laughed: "That's what fellow Taoist said."

…

Illusive, empty, and bizarre.

"We meet in mountains and rivers. If we meet again someday, I won't owe you anything!"

Miesheng put his hands behind his hands and looked into the distance. Emperor Tian was no longer visible. He sighed slightly and immediately broke through the barrier between heaven and earth without any hesitation.

Buzz!

And the moment he stepped out of the world, something suddenly moved in his heart. When he suddenly looked up, he felt an ethereal but powerful and strange will descending on the void.

"Um?"

Annihilation stopped, even though he was frightened, he just looked at the place where the will came and asked faintly: "Who are you?"

"Chaos is boundless, time and space are endless. In this endless and infinite sea of ​​chaos, just like the world behind you, it is endless..."

The ruthless and indifferent voice echoed in Miesheng's heart: "I come from the 'Wanjie Tower'! A new wanderer of chaos, I invite you to join the 'Wanjie Tower'!"

Wanjie Tower!

The sea of ​​​​mind buzzed, and at the same time as the loud sound reverberated, messages rushed in like a Milky Way, causing huge ripples.

The Ten Thousand Realms Tower is an ancient strength that is rooted in the endless sea of ​​chaos and transcends all realms. Its age has long been beyond investigation.

Its power is extremely powerful, and the minimum threshold for joining it is a strong person who is independent and transcends the big world.

There are endless treasures, endless treasures, and even the secrets of the birth of all worlds.

"Wanjie Tower, Wanjie Tower..."

In the void, Miesheng slowly raised his head, raised the corners of his mouth, and showed a cold smile: "Of course I have no reason to refuse."

"As a new wanderer of Chaos, you will not regret your choice today! Joining the 'Wanjie Tower' will definitely be the wisest choice in your life!"

There was a wave of strong and mysterious will. Visible to the naked eye, a bone-white token turned from illusion into reality and fell in front of Miessheng:

"White, red, green, gold, and purple! The five-color token of the Ten Thousand Realms Tower. With your strength, you can get the 'White Bones' token!"

"Five Color Token, Bone Realm Token?"

Miessheng raised his eyebrows, and the waves in his eyes became more and more undulating: "Master Wanjie, how many purple tokens are there? How many gold tokens are there?"

"No comment!"

The will paused for a moment, then gradually disappeared. In a few moments, it disappeared to the limit of what Annihilation can perceive:

"Leave your name on the Bone Realm Order, brand your way, and you can contact the Ten Thousand Realms Tower!"

"Wanjie Tower...are there still such forces in the Chaos Sea?"

Miesheng thought and muttered to himself. After a long time, he looked at the empty token in his hand that was as white as bones.

With a little finger, he left a branch on it. He was proficient in the Six Paths of Emperor Tian and Qi Dao, leaving only one branch, which had no effect on him.

As for the name...

"Since your pseudonym is Yuanyang... then I might as well call you..."

Miessheng hesitated for a moment, then made a swipe of his finger:

Hong,

Jun!

Good night.