Chapter 1666: The Way of All Spirits Falls, the Will of Nothingness Fails
Another ten years of vicissitudes.
The boundless fairyland stirred up the magnificent fairy spirit, and a broken sword stained with endless years of vicissitudes suddenly fell from the sky, and the location was the ancestral domain of the Yuan clan!
The battle of the sky.
Yuan Zun died in the battle, and only half of the Kaiyuan Immortal Sword returned!
At this moment, the boundless fairyland was silent and sighed.
In the Yuan clan's Tuoyuan Immortal Sea, an ancient and vast horn sounded. It was the sound of the Yuan clan's ten thousand spirits paying homage to their ancestors, and the mountains and rivers were solemn.
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Five years later.
A war spear stained with monstrous demonic energy pierced through the sky and fell violently towards the boundless fairyland, like a fearless war spear that could penetrate the sky and the earth.
The demonic energy of this spear was disappearing madly.
The monstrous purple light was bursting out in the eternal demon domain, just to receive this spear.
The demon cultivators also stood in the mountains and rivers of the ancestral domain, bowing to the sky.
In the battle against the sky, the demon lord died!
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Twenty years later.
The news of the death of the immortal sages of the ages came one by one, including the ancestors of ancient forces and the ancestors of great clans. The entire boundless immortal domain was filled with solemn farewells.
Gradually.
These news spread throughout the three thousand immortal domains, and every living being stood up and looked up at the sky. Even those who were in seclusion also came out of seclusion and looked at the vast sky.
The sky was silent, and only the images of the mighty immortals falling kept coming.
The sky covered the flickering scene of the origin of the great world.
However, it could not cover the glory of the long river of time of these immortal sages. Under the sky, all the spirits bowed silently and sent off the predecessors.
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Ten years later.
The sky was stained with blood, and the three-legged golden crow fell to death on the sky of the great world, making a final shocking roar.
Rumble...
The sky shook, and a dim red sun hung high in the sky, becoming a dead star.
Human race, the ancient human king Ying Jueyu died in battle!
A loud and heavy bell rang from the Human Ancestor Domain. This was the last moment for the human race to remember the human king. After today...the traces of the human king in the world will be wiped out.
Everything about him will disappear.
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Three hundred years later.
A withered Xuantian fairy tree descended on the ancient mirror sky domain. The mysterious aura emitted by this tree was reflected in the heavens and the world, and it was consistent with the aura of the ancient sages on the edge of the world!
This is a real immortal tree that has existed since the beginning of the world!
All the spirits in the world stared at the vast scene that reflected the heavens. They had never seen such a majestic fairy tree. It seemed to be able to support the world, beyond their imagination.
At this moment, the world of the boundless fairy domain actually appeared with a mournful aura.
Buzz——
A supreme breath like a raging sea began to fall from the sky, sweeping across the entire Three Thousand Immortal Realms, the Immortal Lands outside the Realm, and the Three Thousand Immortal States!
Boom!
The sky and the earth shook in the center of the Wujiang Immortal Realm, and countless creatures fled.
The vast sky actually tore open a crack with no visible edge, and from that crack, a magnificent and unimaginable giant was descending!
The Wujiang Tyrant Clan was boiling...
The immortals were even more excited.
The Ten Thousand Spirits Heavenly Dao has fallen, the Void Will has been defeated, and the overall situation of the world has been determined!
And the supreme breath that began to fall from the sky was stained in the four extremes and eight wastelands, the mountains and rivers, and the ten thousand spirits. Unknowingly, more and more immortal cultivators of the ten thousand races felt uncomfortable.
And this discomfort did not affect anything, it was just a moment.
But that was a major secret that the Wujiang Tyrant Clan would never announce to the world. This was the situation where the Ten Thousand Spirits Heavenly Dao had fallen and the ten thousand spirits in the world were backfired.
As long as the living beings who participated in the sacrifice to the heaven and shaped the Heavenly Dao and are still alive today, they will all be backlashed!
However, the will of a single living being is too small, so the backlash will also be quite small, but when it is condensed, it is a tremendous energy that can overturn the world...
Therefore, the Wujiang Tyrant Clan used the Wanling Heavenly Dao as the container for the eighth sublimation of the world, the container that carries the power of the Wanling, and also the container that destroys the disaster forever.
The best of both worlds!
Under the Wujiang Sky.
A huge mountain is descending. Chen Xun, who is far away in the Taiyi World, also saw this mountain, and he was quite familiar with it. It was the Tiandao Immortal Mountain that once had the mark of the Ten Thousand Daos of Heaven and Earth!
The moment this mountain descended.
The mountains and rivers on the ground were flooded, the rules of heaven and earth were reversed, time and space were distorted, and billions of galaxies were circling around the mountain. It was magnificent and shocking, and it was also a witness to the destruction of the Heavenly Dao... This is the wreckage of the Heavenly Dao!
Boom!
The entire Wujiang Immortal Realm resounded with a thunderous sound, which went straight into the consciousness of hundreds of millions of immortal cultivators. Even if you don't want to hear it, you must hear it.
This sound spread so violently that it alarmed the Wuyun Immortal Sect in the outer immortal land.
However, with Ke Ding holding the Heavenly Dao Mirror in his hand, he could observe the world's major events without leaving home, so the Shenshan Continent was relatively stable. He only knew that this was a strange phenomenon of heaven and earth.
And Tianlun Immortal Weng, who was still exploring the primeval forest, suffered an old crime!
"Who is this thief who dares to plot against me here?!"
Tianlun Immortal Weng blew his beard and glared, and his immortal consciousness swept across the four directions, but there was only the sound of wind blowing fallen leaves. There were no birds or beasts here, and it was extremely dead.
But he just clearly heard a loud roar that penetrated his immortal consciousness, which was obviously directed at him!
Inexplicably, Tianlun Immortal Weng actually fought wits and courage with himself in this vast primeval forest. The strangeness and strangeness of the environment always make immortals have hundreds of more minds.
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Taiyi World, beside the lake.
Big Black Bull stood on the shore with a group of earth spirits and giant apes, his eyes seemed to be traveling through the boundless starry sky, immersed in the shock of time, completely forgetting himself.
Time seemed to freeze at this moment, and only the vast world witnessed this silent grandeur.
Chen Xun closed his eyes slightly, and his immortal thoughts no longer wandered in the sky, but focused on the ancient tree in front of him.
In his perception, the shape and meaning of this ancient tree were quietly fading, its origin was gradually annihilated like a tiny starlight, and its vitality was withering silently.
"Ouyang..." Chen Xun's hands behind his back were slowly releasing, and his figure slowly stood up, as if carrying the heaviness and determination of thousands of years.
A hundred years, in the blink of an eye.
Just when the eight major tribes of Wujiang were ecstatic because of the destruction of Wanling Tiandao and the advent of Tiandao Xianshan, the sky suddenly changed!
The sublimated scene that illuminated the heavens for a hundred years was instantly swallowed up by a majestic immortal figure that could suppress the universe.
This immortal figure towered over the sky, wearing the robes of an ancient sect, looking down at all living beings like a peerless immortal, with an inviolable absolute majesty between his eyebrows.
"It's that immortal!"
"Ouyang Boxiao, Futian!"
"Futian Shangzun!!"
...
The deafening shouts were like raging waves, sweeping across the three thousand immortal realms in an instant!
From bustling streets to remote mountain corners, from white-haired old men to young children, all living beings trembled at the same time at this moment, as if touched by some kind of power beyond cognition.
His name and his title penetrated the depths of the soul of every living being in an instant, like the most desolate and magnificent grand poem between heaven and earth!
"...There is no distinction between the immortals, the immortal way is endless, and all spirits are free."
This sentence shook the world like thunder!
Ouyang Boxiao's voice penetrated the three thousand universes. Every syllable was the law of heaven and earth, causing the stars to tremble and the myriad worlds to resonate. His words were like immortal decrees, echoing mightily in the boundless void:
"Heaven is unkind, so it must be destroyed. The tyrant clan is unkind, so it must be punished!"
The overwhelming and magnificent immortal sound shook the entire boundless immortal realm, a sound that was enough to shake the foundation of heaven and earth!
