The sea of ​​suffering in the heavens is billions

The heavenly court and the underworld are playing games, testing Jiuyou's bottom line step by step, and devouring them step by step.

Under such a situation, Jiuyou's will was fully recovered, and only the demons who resisted received strong support, especially Qi Zhengyan, the owner of the Demon Emperor's Claw, and the Red Star Army led by him, known as Jiuyou orthodox, the demons were born, representing Jiuyou and Jiuchongtian played a game.

With the support of Jiuyou, he advanced by leaps and bounds, and he stepped into the realm of good fortune, not weaker than the contemporary protagonist Meng Qi.

However, all the people from the other side of the heaven seemed to have not seen it, just sat and watched all this happen, and even intentionally or unintentionally allowed the development of the Red Star Army, allowing it to invade the territory of several Jiuyou puppet other sides.

This is an internal struggle between the Nine Nether races, and the Nine Nether Will will not favor any demons of the good fortune level. They lost the supernatural power of the fake other side, and fell into a stalemate for a while.

In addition to all kinds of ghosts, traitors, and undercover betrayals, the day of Jiuyou's destruction is not far away.

Of course, this is not far, referring to 200 years.

Within 200 years, it is impossible for Heavenly Court to break through Jiuyou.

"Wait for Chu Feng to prove the Dao Lingbao and become a symbol of the end, and there will be no need for Jiuyou to exist."

Zhang Ruoxu whispered, and reversed the imprint of reincarnation, exuding dao light all over his body.

I saw him stepping forward, crossing countless time and space, going through heaven and earth, and came to the Black Emperor Zhenwu.

"Meet the Emperor!"

Dressed in a black gown robe, leading the crown of leveling the sky, with a clear face and majestic eyes, the Zhenwu Emperor was startled. When he saw the Emperor coming, he suddenly got up to salute.

"Don't be too polite."

Zhang Ruoxu raised his hand slightly, helped Hei Di up, and asked with a smile: "The Emperor is free recently and wants to go back to his hometown. Would you like to go with me?"

"I wish to obey the Emperor."

Heidi Zhenwu made a salute and said with a smile: "The old Taoist failed to prove the other side, and has lost the realm of good fortune. Now he can be regarded as a pure quasi-immortal emperor. It is useless to stay here. It is better to go to another world."

"good."

Zhang Ruoxu nodded, and asked, "I've been here for so many years, what karma remains in this world."

Heidi Zhenwu groaned, he is a Daoist boy, of noble birth, holding the magic weapon of the other side, and he has always been the only one who owes him the share of karma, where he owes others the share of karma.

In ancient times, there were a few Jiuyou enemies, but they were hammered to death by Emperor Zhenwu, and the title of Tianzun Sangmo was not for nothing.

The only thing that can be regarded as some cause and effect is the lower world orthodoxy.

It is impossible to give Yuanyang Ruler, not to mention collateral lineages, even the direct disciples will not give it. Zhenwu himself has not proved the Immortal Emperor of the Other Side, so he has to keep his own protection.

"The way of the tortoise and the snake, please wait for it to come true."

After pondering for a while, Emperor Zhenwu stretched out his hand, and two celestial lights appeared in the void, rushing into the lower realm.

The Great Hall of the Patriarch of the Zhenwu School, where the Supreme Elder Yao Xingliu was retreating, his heart moved, his eyes opened, and he happened to see two fairy swords inserted in front of him, one with a basalt tortoise shell, which was extremely heavy, and the other was filled with clear light, dancing snakes, with a deep sense of death .

"The patriarch has appeared!!!"

Yao Xingliu, who was already in the immortal class, was extremely astonished, and then a trace of ecstasy surged in his heart. What does this mean? It means that Emperor Zhenwu agrees with his branch of inheritance!

If you are shameless and go one step further, you may even be able to rub the name of Dao Zun's inheritance.

That is Dao Zun, the only detached person in the ages, the number one master in the world, even if it is just a title, it can make the Zhenwu faction live for several epochs, and the incense is at its peak.

"True Martial Patriarch..."

Yao Xingliu got up, and was about to pour some incense on Emperor Zhenwu, when he suddenly found that the appearance of Zhenwu in front of him became a little blurred, which was a little different from what he knew.

"What's the difference?"

"It is indeed the Patriarch of the Black Emperor."

Yao Xingliu looked at it again, and there was no difference between cognition and memory. He paid homage to the Heidi God Statue, which was illustrious with divine light. As a result, the two celestial swords bestowed by the patriarch became the Zhongxing Patriarch of the Zhenwu Sect.

"The cause and effect are over."

Hei Emperor Zhenwu sighed, looking back at the mother world that had carried him for millions of years, and then stepped into the mysterious and mysterious door.

In the next second, Immortal Zhun Emperor Zhenwu appeared in a starry sky, and a huge monster was slowly approaching in front of him.

The nine dragon corpses are as large as the sky, traveling through the heavens and all realms. The tails of the dragons are tied with black iron ropes as thick as the mouth of a bowl. The dark fairy light is shining, and they are immortal. One-third of the power.

Looking into the distance, one can see the dark cosmic space behind the nine dragon corpses, where a huge bronze coffin hangs silently.

It seems that one piece after another of the great world has been buried, and the common people of all ages have been buried.

The bronze coffin is simple and unpretentious, with some vague ancient patterns on it, full of the vicissitudes of the years, and I don't know how many years it has been floating in the universe.

"Kowloon pulls the coffin!"

Zhunxian Emperor Zhenwu shrank his pupils, and suddenly remembered that in the first universe, the Guangyin Heavenly Emperor also had the same specifications, so he couldn't help whispering: "Could it be that a Heavenly Emperor was buried inside?"

"It's more than just one."

Zhang Ruoxu's figure slowly emerged, making the void rippling, and welcoming Emperor Zhenwu to worship.

"Human Sovereign, say there is more than one Heavenly Emperor among them."

Emperor Zhenwu was quite puzzled: "Why did the emperor have to be buried together? Could it be that husband and wife can't make it?"

"This involves the greatest secret of the ages."

Zhang Ruoxu smiled meaningfully, nodded the bronze coffin and said, "A similar flower blooms, passing through the ages, one after another, reflecting again and again."

"Using the words of your world, it is to be a thing that is reduced to nothing. The body of others and me has its own causal cycle in the dark."

"Just like the relationship between Haotian and Mofo, Meng Qi, Taihao and others, it is so mysterious that it cannot be explained clearly."

Emperor Zhenwu's body trembled suddenly, and a hint of understanding appeared in his pupils. When it comes to those from the other side, masters at the level of the Immortal Emperor should not try to figure out the root cause.

Because the water in it is too deep to delve into it.

If you dig deeper, it's okay if you can't dig out anything, at most it's a waste of effort.

If you really want to dig out something and attract the attention of the Three Heavenly Emperors, or even the gaze of the unknowable and indisputable red-haired patriarch, that is a real act of death!
"Fellow true martial artist, don't be too nervous."

"Take the Nine Dragons coffin as the legacy of the Buddha and Daoist, that's all."

Zhang Ruoxu chuckled, and did not let Emperor Zhenwu put down his guard, but instead smiled wryly.

The relics of the Buddha, the Supreme True Buddha, the relics of the Dao Zun, Huang Laojun, Donghuang Taiyi, and the monsters of heaven, which one is the best match.

The same thing in another world will only be more threatening, not safer.

I saw Zhang Ruoxu pushed slowly, a corner of the coffin was exposed, and a series of brilliant and brilliant imperial writings emerged. They were not Taoist writings of human emperors, but Taoist writings of immortal emperors. They were about fairyland, heaven, heaven, and the highest place. Construct.

After watching for a while, Emperor Zhenwu suddenly realized, "So that's how it is."

This coffin is not buried with people, but a universe, nineteen great worlds, nine heavens and ten earths, which is extremely vast and constantly expanding, evolving in the direction of the heavens and ten thousand worlds.

"What is the relationship between this universe and the Immortal Emperor?" Emperor Zhenwu thought for a moment and asked puzzledly
Although the Immortal Territory is vast, compared to the supreme other shore, the Immortal Emperor, it is too small to be worth mentioning.

"Here is the spring, the fortress of war, and the refuge."

Zhang Ruoxu smiled slightly, then paused, and said meaningfully: "It is also a great experiment at the same time."

"Great experiment?"

Emperor Zhenwu's heart trembled, it's not unusual to be called great by the emperor.

"Yes, the nine heavens and ten lands were put into the Nine Dragons Coffin to verify a result."

"That's a similar flower."

"This coffin is the coffin of a certain detached existence, with his aura, it can affect all living beings in future generations."

"The emperors of later generations are all related to him, and even their faces are similar."

"It makes me wonder and think deeply."

Zhang Ruoxu said to himself: "So I did an experiment, starting from the ancient times, from the ancient times."

"The Nine Dragons Coffin set sail from the prehistoric ancient star, carrying the arrogance of the ages, to the Great Universe Emperor Road to fight for the front, and forged a brilliant and resplendent Dao fruit."

"An experiment is carried out every tens of thousands of years, just like reincarnation one after another. Based on the data of all living beings and emperors of all ages, the conclusion is based on the supreme beings and true immortals."

"In the end, I came to a result, that is, Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin really has an impact on a person's luck, aptitude, future, talent, and final fate."

"The sudden emergence of alternative enlightened beings, the true immortals and immortal kings who rose from the earth and grew up from the dragon's coffin, are the best proof."

"The pulling of the coffin in Nine Dragons cannot determine the final fate of a Tianjiao, but it gives Tianjiao a chance, a possibility."

"This kind of possibility cannot be seen in the realm of humanity, true immortals, or even immortal kings. Only in the realm of Taoist ancestors, immortal emperors, and sacrificial dao, will there be a change in quality and cause turbulent waves."

"Learn from this!"

"We have made a decision, a decision against our ancestors!"

Zhang Ruoxu showed a mouthful of white teeth, and said with a smile: "That is to put the big universe into the coffin of Nine Dragons, so that every living being can be contaminated with the breath of the red-haired patriarch, that is possible."

"As long as I am willing, then everyone is a similar flower. Between father and son, between master and apprentice, and between blood, flowers and flowers are in harmony with each other."

Emperor Zhenwu was stunned when he heard that, and couldn't help asking: "Wouldn't it be strange for all beings in such a big universe to face so many similar flowers?"

"Ahem, fellow true martial artist, let's find out about the False God Realm."

Zhang Ruoxu smiled, and Anli pushed aside another coffin, and there was another coffin buried in the depths of nine heavens and ten earths.

Inside is the past False God Realm, and outside is the future False God Realm. The past and the future are intertwined and scattered, and reincarnation runs through it, running the eternal road.

The creatures from the past died in Xiangu, resurrected in the ancient False God Realm, and became NPCs, and the future creatures died, resurrected in the Chaotic False God Realm, and became NPCs.

Here, time and space, reincarnation, matter, energy, and soul exchange are like journeys, and every creature is a traveler on the long river of time.

"Heaven and earth are the reverse journey of all things; time and time are the passers-by of a hundred generations."

"Time and space are a kind of matter, time is a kind of matter, and living beings are also a kind of matter. Since they are matter, they can be exchanged, they can travel, and they can be reorganized."

"This process is reincarnation, rebirth, and time travel."

"This is material reincarnation!"

Zhang Ruoxu said leisurely, pointing out with one hand, infinite time emerged, mighty and mighty, spawning hundreds of millions of branches.

The same universe, different time nodes, each branch is a space-time, overlapping, forming an endless ocean of information.

The breath of the red-haired patriarch flowed in the ocean, reorganized in the cycle of reincarnation, and finally injected into the third small coffin.

"Fellow true martial artist, why don't you give it a try?"

Zhang Ruoxu pointed to the third coffin, showing a bright smile, bewitching like a devil in the Nine Netherworld: "This is the treasure of our world, because of which the immortal emperors of the heavens rose, and the emperors of all generations were born from this."

"As long as you touch it, you have the possibility to become an immortal emperor, or even become a true martial emperor, become the supreme martial ancestor, and even be as detached as Dao Zun, it is not impossible!"

In an instant, Emperor Zhenwu swallowed his saliva, and the expression in his eyes was extremely complicated. On the one hand, he was full of longing and greed, and on the other hand, his Dao heart was crazily warning him.

If this thing is touched, it will be death without a place to bury him, and he will be entangled with him for eternity, which is more terrifying than any other shore.

"Come, come, whoever comes is a guest."

"The rate of completion of coffins in Kowloon is very high."

Zhang Ruoxu pulled Heidi Zhenwu forward, and said solemnly: "Fellow Taoists are destined to have a bright future."

As for the small things like the fall of the emperor and the robbery of the corpse, don't worry about it.

Wasn't Emperor Zun saved by himself? !
The corpse was also picked up by Emperor Huangtian.

Compared with becoming an immortal emperor, there is a great opportunity to transcend, great fortune, so what if you die a few times.

Anyway, it was Black Emperor Zhenwu who died, not Zhang Ruoxu.

Emperor Zhenwu is like a young boy browsing and visiting a website for the first time, his expression is extremely tangled, but he is full of longing for taboos. Under Zhang Ruoxu's earnest teaching and guidance, he insists on clicking and visiting, exploring unknown and mysterious areas.

One, two, three... When Zhenwu collided with the bronze coffin of the third generation, the most precious crystals burst out!
The black water billows up, sweeping the long river of time, and the copper coffin of the third generation suppresses the ages, running through the past, future and present.

Zhang Ruoxu squinted his eyes and stared at this scene. This was not a contest between the Black Emperor and the bronze coffin of the third generation.

It was a battle between a certain red-haired patriarch and Dao Zun.

It's a battle between Daoist and Daoguo!
Is Dao Zun's boy better, or the red-haired patriarch's coffin board can suppress the eternity.

At this moment, the eternal time and space collapsed.

It seems to be audible, I will suppress all enemies for the red-haired emperor, and fish for the eternal Ru as a fish.

His old age is unknown, he is in a daze, he is a curly-haired baboon, and he speaks many words in front of people.

However, listening carefully, it seems that nothing, nothing happened.

Looking carefully, I found a vast expanse of whiteness.

Nothing at all!