Ming Dynasty Emperor System

After the void collapsed, what appeared was endless darkness.

It's like the invisible pupils in the abyss.

You stare at it, and it stares back at you.

In the dark, there is a giant hand holding the sky and the earth, swinging crazily towards you.

Come!Come!Come!

At this time, a sound of temptation will sound from the bottom of your heart, and a mysterious mist will fill the depths of your soul.

The sound is about desire, and the mist is about the secret behind the way of heaven.

Everything is hidden at the bottom of the abyss, under the cliff.

……

The showdown between the illusory world and the bright white spear continues.

The old man was far away from his Taoist clone.

The atmosphere cannot be said to be tense, but it can be described as 'tight and tight'.

The weird metaphor fits exactly this weird situation.

The terror storm that is constantly brewing may break out at any time.

Maybe, just in the next second.

Suddenly, the octogenarian moved, and the Dao realm clone also moved with him.

The former rushed to the periphery of the small space where the forces were fighting, made a grasping gesture with his hands, and suddenly stretched forward!

The latter floated back and evacuated the area covered by the Blood Altar, and hundreds of millions of stars moved towards the real place.

Different actions also bring completely different reactions.

In the small space, the bright white spear seemed to be manipulated by someone, trembling slightly and moving forward little by little.

And as the octogenarian finished his movements, the bright white spear finally thrust out like a flash of lightning!

It pierced everything in front of it, and even penetrated this illusory world!

Bits and pieces of starlight scattered away, and the illusory world turned into floating particles, annihilating from bottom to top.

At the same time, the Dao realm clone's eyes revealed a miraculous light, and the original 'Tao' power surged out crazily from his sleeves, crossing the space and crossing down.

It blends into the disintegrating world of fiction.

At this moment, the Dao Realm clone also shouted in concentration, stretched out his left hand, and clenched it tightly!

"Bang!" It sounded like something bulging with energy suddenly burst.

In an instant, the crumbling illusory world bloomed with divine light, illuminating this devastated area.

The octogenarian opened his eyes suddenly, and a bright light flashed like lightning. Without saying a word, he immediately withdrew his movements and retreated violently.

The next moment, the divine light was dazzling to the extreme.

A single color shines on the earth, passing through a trace of invisible power, directly erasing ordinary things with low spiritual power.

"boom!"

A sudden roar exploded, resounding throughout the sky!

Everything in the field, including the bright white spear that penetrates the sky and the earth.

They all disappeared silently under the sudden self-explosion of the illusory world.

As if particles were disintegrating, half of this space collapsed.

With the Blood Altar as the center, the surrounding areas within [-] miles were all annihilated into nothingness!

And that nothingness, ravaged by the long-lasting aftermath, once again shattered into endless darkness.

Patriarch Bodhi led everyone to escape into the distance, which was indeed a wise move.

The ashes dispersed, and the Dao realm clone stood proudly at the center of the explosion.

Wearing a white robe, flying in the wind at the end of the darkness.

He raised his hand and caressed his sleeves, like the insignificant saint who still maintained a calm attitude after opening a road to break through the chaos.

And what about the octogenarian?

As the disaster subsided, his figure appeared on the bloody altar.

The shadow is isolated on the bloody dome that holds the sky and the ground, with the sea of ​​runes constantly shaking behind it.

The power of heaven in the dark was the spirit jumping around him.

The cliff tower that has stood for eternity is the magical weapon floating in his palm.

"This sign is ominous." The vast voice came out slowly, with an indescribable charm.

There seemed to be a sense of weakness in that tone!

That thin and short body, as the despair spread, now became like a ghost and became extremely eerie.

"Jiang Shenmie, as the strongest person of the first generation, you deserve your reputation."

The Taoist clone gave a very high evaluation and suddenly asked:

"I think you have reached the conclusion. So, do you want this battle to continue?"

The old man was silent for a moment, and suddenly, those eyes that could not see the light of day suddenly appeared.

It was he who opened his eyes completely, like an angry Buddha opening his eyes, which shocked people's hearts.

"I am flawless, you obviously have the answer in your mind, so why bother asking?"

"Oh, it's true that I'm in trouble. If that's the case, let me end this with my own hands."

As soon as he finished speaking, the heaven and earth resounded with a majestic roar!

I saw that the white robe that covered the body was moving without the wind, and the Dao realm clone was walking in the air, surrounded by the miniatures of billions of stars.

Suddenly, he appeared silently in front of the octogenarian, with his original Tao power wrapped around his arm and gently stretched out.

"This is the way, which can enlighten the root of wisdom and destroy the nature of death."

The octogenarian man did not dodge or dodge, and allowed the finger wrapped with unknown aura to touch his eyebrows.

He understands.

From the first time he saw the Dao Realm clone, he understood it like a mirror.

No matter what you do, your destiny cannot be changed.

This is not a crushing competition in realm or cultivation, nor is it a gap in Taoism or moves.

That is the original heart, that is the soul, that is the ambition that is far away, that is the will of the sky and the earth.

He is old, lonely, and has had enough life. His overwhelming ambition is gone, and his will to defeat everything has also dissipated.

But the Tao realm clone is different.

He inherited everything from Zhu Houzhao.

A fearless soul, a flawless body, a flawless Taoist heart, a fearless faith, and a flawless will.

And, hidden in his advanced consciousness, is the goal that will never be erased and remains unswerving until death - the Emperor of Heaven!

Therefore, the octogenarian is bound to fail. He has already seen through everything, but he still tries unwillingly under the constraints of heaven.

But the result is obvious.

At this point, he lost his confidence and the glimmer of hope that suddenly rose and then extinguished quietly in his heart.

The Tao realm clone shook his head, and the original Tao power advanced along the fingers that touched the octogenarian's eyebrows.

From the aging body to the withered and dead soul, the Dao realm clone learned everything about him, but gained nothing.

This octogenarian named Jiang Shenmie is nothing more than an empty body.

Only when the will of heaven was integrated into his body could his soul, which should have been annihilated long ago, temporarily return to his body and struggle.

He is just a poor man.

"Are you disappointed?"

The octogenarian man suddenly raised his head, let out a strange laugh without expression, and said solemnly:

"Go ahead, take the little Valkyrie forward! Everything you want to know and get will come to an end in 'that place'!"

After he finished speaking, he didn't know where the strength came from, and he suddenly broke free from the 'Tao power' restraints of the Tao realm clone and fell downwards.

The Dao realm clone did not stop him, but just watched silently.

The octogenarian man who was in free fall let out a maniacal laugh.

Smiling, a crack suddenly appeared on his face.

Immediately afterwards, the cracks became more and more numerous and denser...