Immortal Primordial World

At the end of the world, a huge shadow suddenly rushed into the river of stars and disappeared.

But that breath, everyone recognized it.

Crazy night three autumn!

It was he who wanted to introduce situ xuangei into the burial ground.

"It's not the style of a giant to bring disaster to the East in three seasons." The burial King spoke slowly.

But situ Xuan didn't go after yesanqiu. Instead, he suddenly looked at the direction of burying earth. Then he closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

"I do smell my presence there." Then situ Xuan opened his mouth and murmured to himself.

In the burial soil, he sensed the traces of his real body!

The extreme Taoist is really terrible. He has already stood on the top of one Tao, overlooking the world. No one has his achievements. The ordinary people of situ Xuan's first rank, who had been aware of Confucianism and Taoism for 80 years, had already walked out of their own way.

Once you understand the Tao, the world will be shocked.

This is the state of situ Xuan.

There were endless waves at situ Xuan's feet. Gently, thousands of mountains and rivers contracted at his feet.

Shrink to an inch!

No, it's more terrible than shrinking into inches.

He rushed directly into the burial soil, his breath was not strong, his temperament was not sharp, and his eyes were even very turbid. But after such an old man rushed into the burial soil, many old corpses began to retreat.

All over the sky purple swept his body, straight into the burial soil.

"All burialists, step back." In the kingdom of burialists, all the people left, leaving only the burying king.

Burying the king took a step and appeared in the void.

His temperament is very similar to that of Sanmu.

The whole body is hazy, wrapped in countless Hongmeng fog. It looked very extraordinary, and the endless holy light covered him.

"Who am I?" Situ Xuan asked.

The burial king did not speak, but looked at situ Xuan.

"Tell me, who am I?" Situ Xuan opened his mouth again, and the turbid color in his eyes had disappeared, replaced by a clear light.

"You are a person of extreme Tao, the peak of a field." The burial King spoke slowly.

Situ Xuan stopped: "no, I'm not."

He slowly fell into the burial soil, and suddenly, the whole burial soil turned upside down.

Many of the burialists were sleeping in their coffins and raising corpses. But just as situ Xuan approached, those who were buried screamed one after another, with purple and golden flames rising on their bodies.

This kind of noble and upright spirit has an unimaginable threat to the burialists.

"Leave." The burial king was angry and clapped his hand at situ Xuan.

The immortal giant can destroy a sub dimensional space with a single blow. This palm is the hand of burying Wang Hannu, very hard and fierce. The whole nothingness is shaken by slapping.

That palm is closer and closer to situ Xuan. At last, it directly pats his head.

Situ Xuan was very calm. He looked at the palm and slowly raised his dry and thin right arm to fight against it.

One hand is as white as jade, the other is as dry as dead wood, so they collide together.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

The country of the burialist was suddenly divided, and the void behind situ Xuan was exploding crazily, and his feet were collapsing. But burying the king, unexpectedly, was repelled by situ Xuan for a hundred miles, and even a wisp of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Situ Xuan's hair was long and gray.

"Before there was one I was sleeping here, but then he left." Situ Xuan sniffed the air in the burial soil and spoke softly.

His voice is very small, and very hoarse, only the burying king heard.

The burial king suddenly widened his eyes, which were full of incredible colors.

Buried in the earth... Only one person has ever slept here and left these years - that's three burials, that's Meng Xuan!

Can't... The one who is in front of me

The funeral King's heart was beating.

This is too crazy. A person who can be divided into two parts can become a Taoist. Who is Meng Xuan? How terrible is his real body?

In front of me, this extreme Taoist is too terrible. If you don't understand the Tao, it's all right. Once you understand the Tao, you will be able to fight against the giant Immortal King!

Who says Confucianism and Taoism are useless?

Three educations and nine flows, a hundred schools of thought contend, and ten thousand methods converge.

Is the most useless Confucianism and Taoism so terrible?

Two people hard shake that blow, have already buried the king to shock injury.

Whether it's the western religion, or the people in the Ninth Heaven of China, especially those immortal giants, they are scared one by one. Although the old man's life has been cut off, he will die at any time. But he was so terrible that he could shock the burial king with a single blow. What kind of explosive power was this?

Situ Xuan shook his head and looked into the river of stars. Sanqiu, the mad devil night, was looking down on situ Xuan coldly.

He had been cut off his accomplishments by Meng Tianji before, but he still hasn't recovered. He doesn't dare to collide with situ Xuan at all.

Situ Xuan took a look at yesanqiu, then lost interest, turned around and began to walk away. The world's great rivers and mountains at his feet like a mud ball in general, he stepped over.

He disappeared in the sight of the people and went to the distance.

The day dawned, and situ Xuan, with his hair scattered, entered a mortal city. He was crazy and kept muttering to himself, "who am I, who am I?"

There are more and more pictures in his mind, endless memory fragments are reviving, and then more and more clear, but then collapse.

Then he walked through countless cities and came to the endless sea.

He had a feeling that he was not far away from me.

"Old man, this is not a place where ordinary people can come." A little friar passed by and saw situ Xuan standing on the edge of the endless sea. He kindly opened his mouth.

"I know." Situ xuandao.

"What are you doing here? It's dangerous here. If you're not careful, you'll die. " The friar reminded me again.

"I'm looking for my true self." Situ Xuan spoke again.

The little monk shook his head and began to leave.

In the two boundary mountains, everyone lost his sense of situ Xuan.

The war continues, and Hong Zheng is trapped in the dark furnace.

"White immortal, come up to fight." In the western religion, one of the top gifted creatures has come forward. It's no one else. It's the emperor of disease, one of the only five top gifted creatures in the western religion!

Bai immortal hums coldly and rushes directly into the battlefield. He doesn't respond to how Baitian emperor can stop him.

He stood up with a long sword and pointed to the emperor of the disease: "I'll kill you today!"

The emperor of disease laughed and stood still.

Bai immortal stabs directly, stirs up the situation, and the huge sword cuts down to the emperor's head.

But the emperor of disease just looked at him with a smile, and then green fog broke out all over his body.

Bai immortal's body was full of precious light, and a suit of armor appeared on his body to protect himself and block the fog outside. But then there was a scream, and one pustule after another rose up all over the body.