Returning from the end of the fairy road

Chapter 545: Eternal calamity, Beiming Xuantong

"Zhoutian astral body? It's just a nine-level body. I don't pay much attention to even a great achievement, let alone such a small astral body!" The master of Heishihai said coldly, "Young master Tianming, I thought you had a cultivation base. Re-cultivation, I didn’t expect it to be a thorough re-cultivation! You dare to face me with a body in the Condensation Realm? You are so fearless!”

Amid the sneer, the light of eternal calamity flourished, countless stars in the sky instantly collapsed, and the power of calamity came again.

At this moment, a light and shadow from behind Chu Tianming turned from virtual to solid, turning into a mountain lingering in the aura of ink.

This mountain is not towering, nor can it be said to be majestic. If placed in the cultivation star, it would be just an ordinary mountain among a hundred thousand mountains. However, the ink patterns floating around it make it far away. It looks like it exists in an ink painting. It is this ink atmosphere that makes it look full of classical and mysterious charm.

This mountain is exactly Nanshan, the Nanshan where Chu Tianming fell after escaping from the void with a black coffin.

This is Nanshan, not a shadow, but the real Nanshan itself. Chu Tianming moved Nanshan with him and took it across the ancient road in the starry sky to the Black Stone Sea!

"Hongmeng Mountain!" Seeing Nanshan, the voice of the owner of Black Stone Sea suddenly made waves.

"How many years have passed, and you have finally moved Hongmeng Mountain out! Young Master Tianming, today I accept Hongmeng Mountain without mercy!" The voice of the master of Black Stone Sea rang out in the mist of Guangming Dao.

As soon as Nanshan opened, the pressure caused by the eternal calamity light suddenly decreased. Chu Tianming stood in it with his hands behind his hands, his eyes gradually filled with cold light, just because he felt from the eternal calamity light that the master of the Black Stone Sea sacrificed thousands of people. The karma and sin caused by the world.

"How many souls must be slaughtered to refine this kind of robbery light?" Chu Tianming's expression gradually turned cold.

"Tianming, the young master who slaughtered millions of people with blood, would ask me such a stupid question? When you slaughtered hundreds of millions of ghosts with one hand in the past, did you ever think about the loss of life? Now you ask me about it, how ridiculous! What are you doing? As a human being, I slaughter foreigners as a human being. I am not a human race. I slaughter thousands of your human race in the world, so what? You ant, no matter how many lives you have, what's the point?" The master of the Black Stone Sea explained the facts calmly, "The position we are in It's just different, just like if you want to destroy me now, I want to save you. If you were in my position, you might not be able to do it... No, if it were you, you would definitely be crueler, darker, and colder than me. It's even more bloody, because you are 'Gongzi Tianming' after all!"

"Hmph!" Chu Tianming sneered, opened his arms, and an ink painting rushed out from the Nanshan Mountain, one black and one white, and it was a ray of yin and yang from the beginning of time. The yin and yang intertwined, like a Tai Chi illustration, impacting With the eternal light, the evil karma of the eternal life will be blocked out.

"Oh?" The owner of Black Stone Sea couldn't help but groan when he saw this. Immediately, all kinds of light and power were added to the eternal calamity light, causing its power to suddenly increase, pressing down like the sky, directly suppressing the yin and yang of Nanshan. Crushed!
"Although Hongmeng Mountain has extraordinary features, at your level, it is more reasonable to have some real trump cards in the fight." The master of Black Stone Sea joked, "In other words... the dignified young master has escaped from the world and cultivated for thousands of years at dawn. In this world, apart from my insignificant self-cultivation, are these the only things left that can be used against me?"

"Things outside the body, if used well, can also kill you." Chu Tianming said.

"If you really think you can, you will no longer be the Young Master Tianming I know. Let me break Hongmeng Mountain first and see what other 'external possessions' you have that you can use!"

Just as he was talking, the calm Beiming Endless Sea suddenly became turbulent.

"Look at my 'Beiming Xuantong'!"

"Wow—"

A wave crashed over and turned into an infinite holy realm of light halfway. Pure power filled the entire realm, as if the kingdom of heaven had descended and its glory shone directly on the heaven and earth.

"Wow -" Another wave followed closely behind. This wave turned into countless butterfly-like points of light, flying among the mottled lights and shadows of various eras, possessing the power to purify all evil spirits.

"Wow—"

"Wow—"

"Wow..."

One wave after another, some waves turned into the scene of the sun soaring into the sky, and the golden dragon soared, while others turned into the scene of the lunar ice phoenix flapping its wings... Each of these waves contains infinite Dharma, and you can take out the iceberg at will A corner of it can make the leader of the cultivating kingdom understand the mysteries that he could not understand for several lifetimes, and it can make a powerful person in the Imperial Dao realm spend his whole life meditating on the mysteries contained in it.

And such Tao and Dharma, in the hands of the owner of the Black Stone Sea, can be easily picked up. A single thought can change infinite Dharma. The Tao and Dharma are numerous, just like the vast ocean in the North Ming Dynasty, endless.

Beiming Xuantong's Dao power blessed the eternal calamity light. The two magical powers converged, and the combat power increased exponentially. Hongmeng Mountain, which was already able to withstand the eternal calamity light, suddenly became shaky, and Chu Tianming's face On the face, there is also a dignified color.

Not long after, Hongmeng Mountain was completely shattered by the erosion of the endless sea of ​​Beiming. The two qi of yin and yang broke apart, and the aura of ink and ink suddenly collapsed. The light of eternal calamity fell, shattering Chu Tianming's countless protective stars, and destroyed him. Xiaocheng's Zhou Tianxing body penetrated his Daogu Holy Body.

Under such a catastrophic force, his flesh and blood began to peel off, revealing the dense white bones. Soon the marks on the white bones began to dry up, and the last strength of the whole person began to be wiped away.

'that's all? The master of the Black Stone Sea looked through the endless sea candle of Beiming. If Chu Tianming died like this, then he would not be worthy of such a magnificent legend and such a famous reputation!

He is even less worthy of being his imaginary enemy and rival!

But the Beiming Xuantong and the Eternal Tribulation Light really annihilated Chu Tianming's strongest Tao body at the same moment when it broke through Hongmeng Mountain. Even before he had time to show any trump card, he was dead and Taoism disappeared.

Suddenly, a deep aura emerged from Chu Tianming's disfigured body. The owner of the Black Stone Sea let out an inexplicable breath, as if such a change was in line with what it meant to Chu Tianming. expectations.

On Chu Tianming's broken body was a head that almost turned into a skeleton. At this moment, the eyes in that head were shining like a flying battle flag, igniting infinite fighting spirit.

I saw a divine pattern floating out from between his eyebrows. As the divine pattern emerged, a brilliant avenue swooped down from the void of heaven and earth, like a divine soldier descending from the sky, injecting Chu Tianming through the divine pattern. inside the body.

With the blessing of Dao, Chu Tianming's originally broken body suddenly burst into billions of starlight, and the starlight continued to condense, and finally turned into a young man in white clothes that outshine the snow.

The young Fengshen is handsome, like a banished immortal wielding a sword in poetry and paintings, but he does not have a sword, and does not have the aura to dominate mountains and rivers. He only has a folding fan, which is unfolded and has the four words "There is no immortal in the road" written on it.

(End of this chapter)