Buzz…
The heart of the source world trembled, flowing with a magnificent luster.
It is the power of heavenly order in the "Source Realm Heaven", which has already severely damaged the endless years of silence. What Chen Xi is doing at this moment is to imprint the secrets of reincarnation that he has understood and controlled on the "Source Realm Heaven" one by one. In the order of heaven.
This is not to create a new order of heaven, but to use the "source world heaven" as a carrier to circulate and release the breath of reincarnation.
This is like a seal-engraved talisman, the heart of the source world is the talisman paper, and the power of reincarnation is the talisman ink, so the two fit together perfectly.
Until later, Chen Xi even suppressed the Sword of Reincarnation in the heart of the Source Realm in one fell swoop. With the Sword of Reincarnation as the core, all the power of reincarnation poured into the heavenly order of the Source Realm.
After doing all this, Chen Xi stopped. He knew very well that from today on, the evolution trajectory of Yuanshitian was destined to be completely different from that of "Fengshentian".
…
At the same time, at the foot of Shenyan Mountain.
A figure stood there, dressed in black clothes with wide sleeves, with his hands behind his back, looking up at the Shenyan Mountain in front of him.
This mountain is majestic, graceful, and stands high in the sky. The whole mountain is shrouded in mist, the divine light is transpiring, and thousands of auspicious clouds fall down.
It is really too tall, as if it is inserted outside the Qingming, standing in front of it, giving people the illusion of being as small as an ant.
"Heaven and earth are Tao, and Tao transforms nature... After so many years, the pattern has not changed at all. It seems that since Fuxi left, Shenyan Mountain has begun to stagnate."
The man in black withdrew his gaze and walked up the steps along a bluestone path at the foot of the mountain.
His demeanor was leisurely, as if he was strolling in a garden, and he seemed to be very familiar with Shenyan Mountain and was minding his own business.
On both sides of the mountain path, ancient trees grow tall and green, and moss spreads. Various magical medicines are entrenched among them, spraying thin clouds and fragrant like rain. From time to time, you can see green cypresses, towering pines, waterfalls and springs, as well as exotic flowers and plants, and wild fruits and precious treasures dotted among them.
The man in black walks among them, not like a mountaineer, but more leisurely than a mountaineer.
"Who are you?"
Not long after, a handsome young man jumped out from the side of the mountain path and asked curiously.
"Old friend."
The man in black smiled softly.
"Whose old friend?"
The handsome young man asked curiously.
"You, a little spirit body transformed from Ziyun, have only existed in this world for more than a thousand years, so naturally you don't know who I am."
The man in black smiled and walked forward.
"Don't leave! Hey... where is the person?"
The handsome young man was about to ask questions when he suddenly realized that the man in black could no longer be found, as if he had disappeared out of thin air.
This made him scratch his head in confusion. Could it be that he had been too busy practicing recently and had hallucinations
The man in black still climbed up the stairs. Not long after, he met a young man who was transformed into a green lotus. He patted the young man on the shoulder and said, "Where is your ancestor?"
The young man was as dazed as a demon, and said in a daze: "I don't know, I don't know."
The man in black sighed and said, "That's all, just take a nap and have a great dream, which can be called a blessing."
Before the voice could even finish, the young man's body went limp and he lay down on the ground, turning into a green lotus plant and letting out a snoring sound.
Seeing this, the man in black just looked at the top of Shenyan Mountain.
At the same time, a clear and calm voice suddenly sounded: "The leader is here, what do you want me to do?"
Following the sound, a man with a cold and handsome face, skin as smooth as jade, wearing a fire-colored pine pattern Taoist robe, and stepping on a sacred lotus with his bare feet appeared out of thin air.
Standing there casually, he was like a supreme divine sun shining brightly, illuminating the nine heavens and ten earths, making him dazzling.
This person is surprisingly Tang Xian, the first disciple of Wen Daozhen, the third patriarch of Shenyan Mountain!
However, at this moment, facing the man in black with his hands behind his back, there was a rare dignified look on his face.
Because this man in black is the supreme leader!
Supreme Leader, these four words are like an immortal myth. The supreme legend is enough to make all living beings in the world tremble!
As for the man in black in front of him, his posture, demeanor, and appearance are all extremely ordinary. Standing there with his hands behind his back, it is difficult for anyone to feel anything unusual.
I can’t even remember its face!
Although they were face to face, and although they could see clearly, even people like Tang Xian could not remember the appearance of the man in black.
It was as if when I saw him, the scene about him in my mind was instantly erased, giving people an extremely uncomfortable feeling, as if he didn't exist, but yet he appeared so real in front of me.
This made Tang Xian's expression become more solemn, and he wore a red pine-patterned Taoist robe with a hunting sound.
"I came here just for one thing, to see what Fuxi left behind in Shenyan Mountain when he left."
The voice of the man in black was also faint and indistinct, making it impossible to catch. It seemed as if it was coming from all directions, or as if there was no sound at all.
"This is my Shenyan Mountain, not the Supreme Religion."
Tang Xian said seriously.
At this moment, the breath all over his body was stored but not released, like a tight bow, and like a volcano that was on the verge of erupting with endless accumulation.
If it were any other Taoist master facing Tang Xian at this moment, he would have been so shocked that he would have run away in horror.
But the man in black seemed completely unaware and said, "Wherever I go, no one in the world can stop me, not even you."
As he spoke, he stepped casually and continued walking forward, as if Tang Xian didn't exist at all.
But the moment he took a step, Tang Xian's face suddenly turned pale, and his whole body started to tremble.
puff!
When the man in black passed by him, he couldn't help but cough up a mouthful of blood, and his body fell hard to the ground, as if he was suffering unimaginable pain.
"You are very good, but it's a pity that you were born at the wrong time."
The man in black made a casual comment and continued moving forward. No movement was seen, and he disappeared in an instant.
puff!
Tang Xian spat out another mouthful of blood, his face turned pale and transparent. He took a deep breath and looked at the direction in which the Supreme Leader was leaving, his expression changing.
Tang Xian had already expected that as the Supreme Sect swept across the entire ancient divine realm, Shenyan Mountain would also be affected, but he did not expect that the leader of the Supreme Sect would come!
This was too sudden and too hasty, leaving Tang Xian with no time to prepare.
The confrontation with the Supreme Leader just now also made Tang Xian feel a rare sense of frustration. The gap was too big, and the other party was simply not something he could compete with.
But is it possible to just watch the Supreme Leader kill himself on the top of Shenyan Mountain
When Tang Xian thought that on the Shenyan Mountain, not only were his fellow disciples, but also some friends of his junior brother Chen Xi lingering there, he became extremely anxious.
On Shenyan Mountain today, the senior brother is no longer there, and only the two patriarchs, Emperor Shun and Wen Daozhen, are in charge. Can they withstand the pace of the Supreme Leader
Tang Xian was about to struggle to get up, but he felt his soul buzzing and his energy and blood chaotic. He couldn't exert any more strength, so he couldn't help but sit on the ground slumped and sighed.
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At the end of the mountain path is the top of Shenyan Mountain, and at this moment, a slender and majestic figure is standing there.
He wears a heather gray robe and a purple-gold feather crown on his head. His back is like a pillar holding up the sky, his shoulders are like mountains stretching across the sky, and his face is resolute and solemn. Looking from a distance, it seems that what he is seeing is not a person, but a Creator sitting in the mountains and rivers. , the momentum is immeasurable, the vastness is unparalleled.
This person is none other than Emperor Shun, the second founder of Shenyan Mountain!
He stood there silently, as if waiting for something, until he saw the figure of the man in black appearing on the mountain path in the distance, and then he said calmly: "Since you know that he is not your opponent, why do you have to deal with such a heavy blow?" ?”
The man in black smiled and said: "He is not the successor of my Supreme Religion. I didn't kill him, so I already gave Fuxi a lot of face."
Emperor Shun said calmly: "What do you want here? It is probably impossible to make my Shen Yanshan surrender. If you want my Shen Yanshan to die, it seems that you don't have to come and go in person."
The man in black nodded and said, "You are right. My purpose here is very simple. I want to see what Fu Xi left behind before he left. I also want to take a few people with me."
A touch of indifference appeared on Emperor Shun's calm and resolute face: "My senior brother Fuxi left behind only this Shenyan Mountain. Now you have seen it. As for who you want to take away, I'm afraid you have to kill me first." This level.”
The man in black shook his head: "You don't understand your senior brother, so you are far inferior to your senior brother. If you want to stop me, I'm afraid it's not enough."
Emperor Shun said indifferently: "Don't forget, you are just a force of will."
The man in black smiled and said: "It's okay, it won't affect this operation."
"Try it?" Di Shun raised his hand, and a whirlpool appeared on his fingertips. The whirlpool was crystal clear, and filled with a palpitating aura of destiny, as if he wanted to choose someone to devour.
"That's fine."
The man in black also raised his hand, and the same vortex appeared on his fingertips, which also contained the mysterious and supreme aura of destiny.
At this moment, nothing in the outside world changed, not even the slightest impact.
But Emperor Shun's expression suddenly became solemn, and the vortex on his fingertips kept spinning, and the aura of destiny gurgled out of it like slurry.
Seeing this, the man in black couldn't help but shake his head: "The structure is too small to be able to plan for the world, and it is far less courageous than your senior brother."
As he spoke, he moved his fingertips lightly, and a wisp of destiny surged out from the whirlpool, turning into a blade-like transparent light and stabbing towards Emperor Shun's brow.
The speed was not fast, on the contrary, it seemed extremely slow, enough for Emperor Shun to see clearly. However, the more it went like this, the more solemn it made Emperor Shun's face. A rare flush appeared on his originally indifferent face, and his forehead There were faint veins popping out.
Can't stop it!
Emperor Shun knew that no matter how much he dodged or resisted, he could not escape the sharp blade of fate.
It's as if, at the moment when the blade of fate appears, fate has been judged and is no longer under your control!
The outside world is still quiet, without any waves happening.
The so-called loud sound and sound, the elephant is invisible, this is it.
All murderous intentions are hidden under calmness. Once you reach the realm, you can naturally understand it. If you don't reach the realm, you can't understand it no matter how you try to figure it out.
At this moment, Emperor Shun seemed a little surprised. He seemed to have noticed something. Looking at the imminent blade of fate, he said solemnly: "This is not your power!"
(End of chapter)