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suddenly.

The Wudao Mountain, covered by the three pillars of Optimus, blooms a brilliance.

Guanghua heads straight into the sky, like yin and yang, like light and darkness, and more like a chaotic light.

See this chaotic light.

The monks of Daxing and all the maids and mothers looked at each other with a look of consternation, and then a joy, and they were very excited. They all knew that Gu Qingfeng finally succeeded in rebelling against the sky and finally succeeded in winning the battle. Original Sin God.

Huh!

Du Gu Qi Zhan, Xuan Yuan Wou-ki, and Emperor Dairi climbed Wudao Mountain as soon as possible.

The ladies and others followed closely behind.

There is nothing on Wudao Mountain, only a lone peak.

Wudao Mountain does not look like a mountain, it is more like a grave.

The lone peak on Wudao Mountain is like a tombstone erected on a grave.

Mountains are boundless mountains, and peaks are boundless peaks.

The tomb is the tomb of the owner, and the monument is the monument without words.

On top of Wudao Peak, a man stood.

A white coat is better than snow, and three thousand long hair looks like ink.

Yixun hunting and rumbling, long hair fluttering wantonly.

Seeing the man, a complicated expression appeared on the faces of the women.

Because the man is Gu Qingfeng.

In the sky above Wudao Mountain, Dugu Qizhan, Xuanyuan Wuji, and Emperor Sundial are also standing quietly, staring at the ancient breeze.

"You ..." The existence of Gu Qingfeng was nothingnessless, and even more so. He looked at the three pillars in the sky and said, "Is it worth it?"

Xuanyuan Wuji said, "It's worth it."

Emperor Dairi said, "I waited for this day for a long time ..."

Du Guqian said: "As long as the Three Thousand Avenue can be slaughtered, everything is worth it."

You mothers and others only know that the three pillars of Optimus are the pieces of fate arrangement, but they do not know that the pillars of Optimus are the pieces that actively and voluntarily become fate.

In this catastrophe.

Everyone is in the layout.

There is a situation of cloth cause and effect.

There is a boulevard bureau.

There is a set number.

There is a bureau of cloth variables.

There is nowhere to go.

And the three pillars of Optimum are clothed by the fate, and in order to lay the fate, the three have bet everything on themselves, including past, present and afterlife!

"You Emperor! That's it, you don't need to say much, do it!"

"Only by killing me will Wudaoshan be opened!"

"Only by opening Wudao Mountain, the Three Thousand Sources will be born!"

The sound of the three great pillars came.

The crowd was shocked.

Is it difficult to say that the three thousand origins in the legend are hidden in this mountain of nowhere?

If so.

So, is this roadless mountain stumped by the heart of the avenue that bred three thousand sources in the legend?

God!

...

Above the lonely peak.

Gu Qingfeng was silent for a moment and said, "Since your mind is determined, then ... I can only do that."

The voice fell.

Booming!

The lone peak at the foot of Gu Qingfeng suddenly burst open and a knife emerged.

This knife.

It is the sword of original sin.

It's also a sword of infidelity.

"I believe that after the catastrophe, the names of the three will be carved on the avenue."

Gu Qingfeng held the sword of the original sin and waved suddenly.

The light of chaos containing the original original sin is fleeting.

The sky of heaven and the day of light, the sacred day disappeared instantly, and the solitary war of loneliness, Xuanyuan Wuji, and the Emperor of the Sun also disappeared.

Disappeared.

So the three pillars of Optimus disappeared.

Before all the maids reacted, Wudaoshan suddenly shook violently.

Rumble--click!

The mothers and dads did not dare to stay, and fled.

boom!

Wudao Mountain exploded.

A boulevard source rushed out of it.

Two ... three ... ten, one hundred, thousand ...

The roots of the avenues swarmed out at the moment when Wudao Mountain exploded, floating in the void, flashing endless brilliance, containing endless power, blooming endless mysteries, and the avenues of avenues were like the night sky. Like the bright stars, it is amazing.

here.

Gu Qingfeng stood in the void, holding the sword of original sin, eyes closed slightly.

I don't know how long.

He opened his eyes suddenly, looked up, clenched the sword of original sin with both hands, and screamed, "God!"

I saw him holding up the sword of original sin and suddenly swiping towards a avenue in the air.

The light of chaos is fleeting.

Tiandao Yuanyuan was destroyed on the spot by his ashes.

Heaven fell for it.

The source of the heavenly path behind the fall, which contains the endless mystery of endless power, is like a rolling Jiang Tao falling down in the void.

This is the avenue shed!

Everyone knows.

The appearance of avenue swashes represents the fall of the avenue.

"Holy Word!"

Gu Qingfeng started off with his sword.

Guanghua flashed.

The Cause of God fell.

The endless power and infinite mystery contained in the origin of the Cause also fall like a rolling river.

"Xiandao!"

Another knife.

Fairy Road fell for it.

"Demon Road!"

The demon road fell for it.

The ghost road fell for it.

The magic road falls for it!

The Buddha Tao fell for it!

The ancient breeze here is like a demon.

He held a butcher knife and tried the origins of the avenue.

The origins of the various avenues were cut off by him, and when he looked away, the sky was full of turbulence.

The way of death falls.

The way of silence falls for it.

The way of killing has fallen ...

The way of darkness, the way of evil, the way of Shura, the way of **** ...

One thousand miles away.

Gu Qingfeng held the sword of original sin in this way and cut off the origins of all roads.

I don't know how many knives were waved, and how many avenues were killed.

That's how he cut off.

Knife after knife, never stop.

"I have my own wisdom and my own confusion. I can discern things with me! Destroy me!"

"A hundred kinds of yang, a hundred kinds of yin, turned into heaven and earth peace! Destroy me!"

"No good, no evil, but cause and effect! For me!"

"Thousands of holy, all kinds of magic, let others say! Give me destruction!"

"Hahahaha!"

Gu Qingfeng laughed loudly, especially crazy, and arrogant.

"Fate is immortal, and the original sin is more than that!"

"Fate is endless, original sin is immortal!"

"The truth of the avenue, the mystery of the heavens and the earth, all in the original sin, are all vain!"

"Hahahaha!"

"Destroy me! Destroy me all!"

The origins of the various roads have fallen, and the sky is full of avenues.

Gu Qingfeng was stabbed to death.

It seems that it has been cut for thousands of years, and for thousands of years, it is more like from the ancient times to the ancient times, from the ancient times to the ancient times, from the ancient times to the ancient times, from the ancient times to the ancient times, to cut open the ancient black holes , Cut open the ancient Palace of the Nine Ancients, cut open the Wudao Mountain, cut off the origin of the Three Thousand Avenues.

at last!

The ancient breeze stopped.

Have he cut off the three thousand sources of Avenue?

No one knows ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ I only know that the sky is full of slurry.

"Life!"

"Yes!"

"this!"

"source!"

"give!"

"I!"

"Off!"

suddenly.

Gu Qingfeng waved the last knife.

This sword also killed the last one, which is the fate of the avenue he most wanted to kill.

(End of book!)