The passage is roaring, and the butterflies are surrounded by Meng Hao and others. Numerous vortices appear in this passage, as if an explosive force is gathering, causing the speed of the butterfly to increase instantly, but despite the surge, it seems that This time is relative. When they look back, they can still see the water flowing like a mountain outside the passage.
Meng Hao’s red pupils revealed complexity, and at this moment, the water flowed eastward and his body swelled suddenly. In this swelling, he was no longer an old man, but a middle-aged man.
With his hands pinching the tactics, his surroundings exuded a shocking aura, more light spreading, a burst of... Jiuyuan's cultivation base, in his body, at this moment, was burning and still climbing.
But he seemed to be unable to take action. At the moment when the cultivation base broke out, he could only stand there and use his body... to block the entrance of the passage, so that everyone outside wanted to chase into the passage. Kill.
It was also at this time, with the expansion of his body and the burning of his cultivation base, there was an intermittent connection with Meng Hao in the passage in an instant, through the seeds of the mountain and sea world, connected together!
Like the top of a tank, like a preacher, Meng Hao's whole body shook, and his mind throbbed. The infinite understanding of heaven, the mastery of cultivation, and the study of techniques were all passed on from Shui Dongliu to Meng Hao. .
If only this is the case, the more majestic power of cultivation, and the origin of life, all poured into Meng Hao's body at this instant, causing Meng Hao's whole body to tremble and roar at the same time, his body was There is an earth-shattering madness and change.
And outside the passage, the exclamation and complexity of the people from the Immortal God Continent at this moment also came out at this instant.
"Inheritance of Immortals!"
"Take yourself as a seed, burn yourself, and perfect others..."
"This kind of technique is the legacy of the Supreme Immortal Realm back then. It is extremely vicious. It was meant to swallow others and perfect oneself, but this person... actually reversed this technique!"
When the voice buzzed, the woman with the cultivation base of Jiuyuan frowned, and approached in a cold snort, and the old man with white robe and eyebrows, walking along with a sigh, and the other Eight Source Supreme, all approaching in an instant.
Suddenly, it roared to the sky, all killing to Shui Dongliu, and the laughter of Shui Dongliu also echoed. He showed his brilliance and looked at the boundless immortal monk in front of him.
"I was repaired by the mountain and sea, life and death... The soul of the mountain and the sea!" He pinched the tactics with both hands and transformed his supernatural powers. With the power of one person, he roared in all directions. , Pass it to Meng Hao.
His blood spurted out, and he was constantly injured, but his body did not flinch at all. He stood outside the passage, still smiling.
"The old man is not nine seals, but I have nine seals and a ray of remnant soul in my body... Is he borrowing me to be reborn, or I borrowing him to reappear in the world... Who am I? I have been thinking about this question for thousands of years. Maybe, I The answer has already been given, mourning the dead souls of a family, the same, the same...
The avatar of Slashing God returns, allowing the enemy to stay in the mountains and seas, discuss the truth with extinction, and ask the heavens of all beings!
I tried my best, I tried my best... Maybe some people hate me, maybe some people blame me, but I have no regrets towards the mountain and sea realm... I have no regrets for the mountain and sea realm. "
"My generation of mountain and sea repairs, life and death of mountain and sea souls!" Shui Dongliu laughed, his eyes revealed the madness that appeared on him for the first time. At the moment when his body and spirit were destroyed, he chose all the mountain and sea monks who were about to die, the same choose.
Blew!
Blast, to seriously injure these people who will be chasing after, and blew yourself to ignite his inheritance to boiling, and give Meng Hao a copy... Peerless good fortune!
The water blew up!
At the moment he blew himself up, the vortex in the channel also roared to the extreme, and started to revolve. The speed of the butterfly rose in an instant, and disappeared in an instant. At this moment, Meng Hao's mind was also at this moment, like being roared by countless days of thunder, his body Trembling, there are countless Dao in his mind, which is working, and in his body, is breeding crazily.
Meng Hao spouted blood, and a flower was in front of him. He passed out in a coma and was held by Haimeng Supreme. On the back of the butterfly, everyone looked at the entrance of the passage intricately, the bright light in full bloom at this moment.
But at this moment, suddenly, in this passage, there was a loud noise. At the entrance, there were a large number of immortal monks rushing in. At the same time, a majestic continent actually hit the passage, causing The entire channel collapsed instantly.
At the moment of collapse, the butterfly jumped and shuttled away directly.
Time seemed to slow down suddenly. I don't know how long it has passed. When everything recovered, a crack appeared in the emptiness in the vast starry sky. Within this crack, the figure of a butterfly flew out in an instant.
At this moment, the monk Shanhai saw the vastness and the boundless starry sky. There were no stars here, only a patch of mist, sometimes condensing and sometimes dissipating.
And behind them, the area that should have been where the mountain and sea realm should be, at this moment, it was a vague vortex with countless light spots shining inside.
This is the first time everyone saw the outside world, very strange.
Meng Hao is still in a coma, but his body, as if an earth-shattering power is brewing, rotating, and roaring.
In the boundless space, the butterfly was galloping away, but after a while, behind it, where it came out before, the crack was instantly torn open, and after continuous expansion with a bang, it collapsed and burst open, a majestic continent , Crushing everything, booming appeared.
As it appeared, the crack, together with the vortex that once belonged to the mountain and sea world, shattered at this moment and dissipated forever.
The continent that appeared was the Immortal God Continent. After it appeared, countless auras rumblingly spread to the surroundings, and those auras were full of anger and killing intent.
"The endless starry sky, they can't escape!"
"No one can escape under the chase of the Immortal God Continent!"
"Meng Hao, the person who is passed down, his name is Meng Hao!"
After a while, it seemed to find the direction of Meng Hao and the others, and the continent immediately rushed out, pursuing them fiercely.
When chasing this Immortal God Continent, a boat appeared lonely in the vast expanse. There was an old man sitting on the boat. He opened his eyes and looked into the distance.
After a long time, he shook his head and sighed slightly.
"If they knew everything here, what would they think?" He murmured, perhaps only he knew who they were referring to.
After a long while, the boat disappeared, and the old man continued his unfinished journey in the boat. It seemed that he stayed in the mountain and sea boundary. It was just a stop in his life. At this moment, he went away again.
"Perhaps, there will be no day to meet again, but that demon... is a bit interesting." The old man sighed, his eyes flashed, thoughtful.
Until the boat went away, in the other direction, a skinny monk stepped out. There was a huge mosquito beside him, silently looking into the distance.
There was a hungry breath on this monk, but now he frowned and hesitated.
"Is this war really necessary? Crazy people are lunatics... just to prevent the immortal from being out, just to turn into a demon..." If Wang Mu is here, you can recognize it at a glance. This skinny person is exactly In the Wang Family Bamboo Forest, the man who taught him to practice.
After a long time, the skinny monk sighed.
"The evil star is gone. I have been away for many, many years. I don't know where it is now. This is what happened here again. It's nothing, Grandpa I can't control this matter." The skinny monk shook his head and walked away, perhaps watching him. Now, although this matter was excessive and bad in the Immortal God Continent, after all... it was not a fatal thing.
Including the figure in black who appeared here later, and left after looking into the distance, I am afraid that I did not think about the consequences of this matter...
Perhaps, at this time, no one can think of what happened here, eventually... what kind of storm will be set off.
The immortal has become a demon, and the demon... but the peak is boundless!
The pursuit and killing are still unfolding. The scenes of this war that took place at the end made the monks in the mountain and sea world feel extremely complicated about Shui Dongliu in their hearts.
The water flows eastward, giving the mountain and sea world a hope. The life born out of impossibility has pried a ray of vitality, and after this vitality has been expanded infinitely, it now seems to be about to become a reality.
Even if it is true, the butterfly will eventually be destroyed, but in fact, when it rushes out of the vortex of the mountain and sea world, the moment this butterfly appears in the boundless world, the mountain and sea world... has already jumped out of its original destiny trajectory.
From this moment, the world of mountains and seas has mastered its own destiny!
There is no shackles, no seals, no thirty-three days, no Dao Fang, no immeasurable calamity, and no coercion of the two major forces.
If it is freedom, then at this moment, the monks in the mountain and sea world, they have gained freedom, for thousands of years, after the Supreme Immortal Realm, they have never had... freedom.
Even if there are chasing soldiers behind him, this freedom has a different meaning to the monks of Shanhai.
It's just that the price of this freedom is really too great, and the mountain and sea realm repairs that remain so large at this moment have hatred and respect for the flow of water that has created this impossible thing.
Ninety-nine percent of the monks who died received the wings of a butterfly, and every wave of that wing consumed the souls of the mountain and sea monks who died before.
It is not so much that Fang Xiufeng and his wife are waving their wings, but it is the dead Shan Haixiu who is releasing life.