Suddenly Invincible

The cat's face was extremely strange when he spoke.

He was uttering aloud, whispering a strange incident from the past years.

previous years.

Li Qiye once appeared in a foreign land. He came to this fairyland alone. At that time, the wasteland did not stop, because the relationship between Li Qiye and the wasteland in Beidou was not bad, even very good.

Empress Hongtian is Li Qiye's disciple.

A female tribe in the wasteland who has alarmed the Dragon King.

But after Li Qiye appeared, he came to this valley, stared at the stele for a long time, and left after saying a word.

"The oldest ancestor, the way of being jealous of the sky, is worth learning from me. It's a pity that I didn't see it. I died too early..." The cat murmured, "In the old days, Li Qiye said these words. After that, I will leave the cultivation method of the Flying Immortal Body."

The cat master thought for a while, and he said again, "After leaving the flying fairy body, Li Qiye left, and said a word, the flying fairy body is worthless, far inferior to the monument."

Immediately, Lord Cat smiled bitterly.

"The reason why the people of my ruined land can survive in a foreign land is because we have flying immortal bodies and come and go freely, no one can stop them."

At this moment, Dao Tianjun looked at Maoye's expression.

He finally understood why the cat is so weird when he mentioned Li Qiye's name.

Li Qiye was full of secrets.

"I originally thought Li Qiye had already left, but I didn't expect him to appear in Beidou." The cat master looked at Dao Tianjun.

For Li Qiye, the cat would like to meet this strange man.

The man who is called the eternal black hand.

An immortal king once said such words, "In the history of the ages, if you look carefully, you will find that there is a figure that looks familiar, the same person."

Feeling the light of the cat's eyes, Dao Tianjun smiled.

"Maybe you will see it in the future."

With that said, Dao Tianjun's eyes flickered, and Li Qiye left behind the flying fairy, but there are not many things that can be praised by Li Qiye, let alone borrow some parts.

"Cultivate yourself. Flying Immortal Body is good for you, and cultivating here is also beneficial."

After the cat, he left.

Hearing this, Dao Tianjun nodded.

After that, Dao Tianjun began to cultivate the Fei Xian Body, and wanted to replace the Xing Zi Jue.

A little bit of time passed.

At this level, Dao Tianjun was already very simple to practice a cultivation method, without too much tedious exploration, one glance was to understand, and within a moment, he learned the Flying Immortal Body.

Xing Zi Jue and Fei Xian style have the same effect, so they can easily be replaced from the gods.

Now he has three kinds of fairy bodies.

Flying fairy body, angry fairy tyrant body, day celestial body.

"The oldest ancestor." Dao Tianjun whispered. He rubbed the ancient monument and remembered Li Qiye's words.

The ancient stele is cold and rough, with traces of time.

Dao Tianjun sat on the side of the stone tablet.

His eyes closed tightly...

And just as Dao Tianjun was practicing, some people came to the third home of the wasteland.

Those are two true fairies, a man and a woman.

Their breath is majestic, with a blazing breath that makes people fall into the core of the sun.

The two handsome men and the graceful women are all wearing fire-colored Taoist clothes, like the most dusty creatures in the world, immortals in the dust, detached from everything.

"I have seen fellow Daoists." The man saluted the immortal of the burning clan and laughed softly.

The immortal of the Huo Clan looked at these two true immortals, a little puzzled, and a little surprised, "Why was the Jingji Fairy Mine born?"

"For one person."

The female voice, she has outstanding temperament, as if she is the head of the fairies, so beautiful.

Hearing this sentence, the immortal expression of the Huo Clan changed, "Oh?"

The male fairy spoke.

"We are here for the person who has recently arrived in the wasteland, and want him to go to the Jingji Fairy Mine."

Seeing the face of the fairy in the wasteland change color, the fairy immediately said, "Jingji Fairy Mine has always been an ally of the wasteland. Fellow Daoists, you should know that we do not intend to harm, but the old guy in the family wants to see him. See."

They seem to be noble and dusty, and the words they speak are indeed a bit crude, bluntly talking about the old guy.

"That old chicken!"

The face of the Huo Clan's fairy changed, and he said in his heart.

The male immortal also smiled, "The old man has been looking for someone. As an ally, you should know about it."

"Huh!?" The immortal of the Huo Clan had a weird face and was very surprised.

He knows what that old guy is.

An old immortal in Jingji Fairy Mine, absolutely powerful, once shot a king who had severely wounded a new immortal king with one palm, and almost killed him.

And how many epochs this old guy has lived, no one knows.

But he has been working tirelessly to find someone.

As an ally of the Jingji Fairy Mine, he knew about the Wasteland, but he didn't expect that the old chicken essence was looking for Dao Tianjun.

"After Tianjun's retreat is over, I will ask Tianjun. As for whether he is willing to go with you, it is up to him to decide."

The fairy of the fire clan said.

Hearing that, the real immortal man and woman glanced at each other, and their eyes were not surprised.

They had expected this situation a long time ago.

The behavior of protecting the calf in the wasteland is legendary. Even as a loyal ally, they are looking for Dao Tianjun, but it depends on the will of the wasteland. If Dao Tianjun is unwilling, they can't say anything, otherwise they will face the whole Wasteland.

"Understood." The male real fairy smiled, "We are willing to wait."

After speaking, the immortal of the Huo Clan also nodded.

Immediately arranged for the two true immortals to live in the welcome mountain that rarely opens.

In the valley.

Dao Tianjun didn't know that someone from outside came to him.

At this moment, he was immersed in cultivation, and he entered a world in the dark.

It was a hazy and fuzzy scene.

Gradually clear.

There were two people sitting under a willow tree, and the wicker was moving with the wind in a beautiful arc.

There is a stone pier next to the willow tree, which looks like a stone monument in the valley.

The two men couldn't see their faces clearly.

They seem to be talking, there are voices echoing between the heaven and the earth, and the whispering sounds are echoing.

Moisturizing things were silent, and the sky was raining lightly, and the expressions of the two of them radiated dim brilliance, sacred and peaceful.

After talking for a long time, they got up and left.

Year after year, they will sit on the rocks and talk to each other.

Year after year, year after year, eternity has passed, the willow tree has experienced spring, summer, autumn and winter, when the leaves fall, the buds are reborn.

After the two left one day, this peaceful land fell into complete peace.

No one came for a long time.

The picture is changing.

The willow tree disappeared, as if it could not hold back and died, but the rock remained the same, the wind and sun remained unchanged.

Its shape gradually changed.

It became like a stone monument.

Until one day, the peaceful world is no longer quiet, and the endless cold and terrifying aura makes people tremble and kills people.

That day, a figure like a **** and a devil appeared.

Densely dense, they were cold and merciless, destroying the earth, the mountain collapsed, and the river dried up.

The original Wonderland Pure Land turned into a wasteland in a blink of an eye, and the black stone stele trembled. Those figures found that the stele was special, and they had to lift their palms to grab it. Suddenly, the stele exuded majestic power.

boom! !

If there is a spirit on the stone stele, burst out the power of destroying the world.

Those horrible creatures that looked like gods and demons were wiped out in the blink of an eye, blood was spilled, and the earth was dyed red.

Broken arm wreckage, bleeding and drifting.

Rain is falling in the universe, it seems that the universe is crying.

After doing all this, the stone tablet seemed to have no life. It fell from the sky with a bang and hit the ground. There was a deep pit. The surrounding land was full of waste soil and broken rocks. The mountain collapsed and the river didn’t. When the water is gone, the creatures die.

The rain fell softly, lying on the surface of the stele and sliding down to the surface.

It looks like a stone tablet is crying.

This is an ancient chapter of the times, a volume of history.

The stele exudes a hazy celestial splendor.

The sky and the earth are changing, the mountains gradually rise up, buds emerge from the surface, and the dry and broken rivers are connected and there is a surge of water.

What kind of sight is this.

An ordinary can't be on an ordinary rock, and the sun and the moon are even more lost. Under the influence of those two people, it burst out with such a peerless power.

What kind of Tao is that.

Dao Tianjun watched all this, like a bystander, independent of a creature outside of the times and years.

He is observing.

At the same time, I understand the origin of the stone tablet. It is not that the stone tablet is magical, but that someone talked about the Taoism on the stone tablet in ancient years.

Ordinary things become no longer ordinary.

"Perhaps Dao is like this, turning the mortal into a fairy, the dead becomes a living thing, and the living thing can also be a dead thing." Dao Tianjun whispered.

Xianhui was flowing in his eyes, and he whispered softly as if all souls were in a dream, echoing in the scroll of ancient history, his breath was changing.

The power of various Taoism emerges.

The power fragments of the Immortal Dao, the magic power of the Immortal Dao, the mysterious colorful brilliance is permeating, like the special power of the Xuanming Shengjin, there are three thousand avenues, and the roads are different, but they are the same.

"Dead things are like mountains, stones, and water, they can also transform spirits." Dao Tianjun whispered, with a clear understanding in his heart, "Life and death may also be reflected in the Tao."

The Holy Spirit means death and rebirth, and there are the strongest, who have cultivated to the fullest, abandoning the seven emotions and six desires. How is this different from the dead.

It is a kind of cycle, but also a kind of rule.

at this moment.

Dao Tianjun's forty-nine gods are trembling.

In the valley invisible to outsiders, there is a flow of fairy radiance on Dao Tianjun's body, and the whole person looks so hazy, sacred and extraordinary.

There are densely packed symbols around him.

Those symbols are too amazing. A symbol seems to carry a universe, a universe, an ancient history.

The symbol is like the true text of the avenue.

Dao Tianjun's figure became hazy, gradually blurring, as if to merge into the world.

There are different fluctuations in the valley, like the sky is turned upside down, the whole universe is changing, the old trees are becoming green, as if they are rejuvenated, the fluttering of tidbits, and the seeds that fall into roots.

Everything is like time reversing and accelerating.

It's like the whole world is turned over. Water is not from top to bottom~www.NovelMTL.com~ but from bottom to top, no one is born, old, sick or dying.

Dao Tianjun is like the master of heaven and earth.

Forty-nine gods are shining, with fifty avenues and four-nine heavens. He has become an independent one, not belonging to the entire world, not in the entire heaven and earth.

There was a boom.

Dao Tianjun's figure became more and more blurred...

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Yes and only a little,

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