Who exactly is it?!

Who exactly is it!

The youth felt the divine weapon forged by Houtu piercing his chest, his heart filled with unwillingness as he roared inwardly. Houtu, even if not the most assertive of deities, was still one of the peaks of the Clear World.

Her combat information had long been recorded by the Turbid World's earth veins.

Theoretically, Houtu was no match for them.

According to their calculations, with the powers of the three of them intertwined and mutually restraining each other, they would guide the power towards the Central Sea, and then directly influence the four Divine Era Sea Regions from the Central Sea. At that point, this one of the Ten Peaks, whose foundation was already damaged and invaded by Turbid Qi, would be forced to engage in close combat with the two of them.

This was to prevent Houtu from creating distance.

Allowing her to forcibly control them with omnipresent gravity.

And also to prevent her power of Thick Earth Carrying All Things from rapidly healing her injuries.

It was a kill scheme specifically prepared, targeting her weakness in close combat, but after a brief yet violent fight, Houtu actually overcame strength with weakness, her swordsmanship sharp and stern, vaguely resembling the profoundness and stability of the world's number one, a master's bearing.

"Simple moves, can actually unleash such terrifying effects?"

The youth, formed from Turbid Qi waves, muttered in disbelief. His question received no answer, and he forcibly struggled to break free. Houtu's sword was a convergence of power from the earth's core, representing the most basic concept of gravity in the Three Realms and Eight Desolations.

Extremely sharp.

In an instant, the youth formed from Turbid Qi waves was cut in half.

But Pao didn't care much, just suddenly howled. His body divided into two.

What this Turbid World demon was good at was not strong attack and violence, but the concealment and life-saving methods of water. Even in the face of the basic gravity of the entire Three Realms and Eight Desolations, he still forcibly separated, like water waves spilling out, instantly transforming into countless drops of water, merging into the mountains and valleys.

Each drop of water represented a world. Each world was an anchor point.

In later generations, Wei Yuan sat cross-legged on the ground, his eyes slightly lowered, grasping the cause and effect, and was slightly stunned. On the ruins of the side hall in front of him, drops of water-like imprints suddenly appeared densely packed, and he instantly understood what had happened.

One strike missed, and immediately fled! Escaped?!

How is it possible that a demon transformed from Turbid Qi could have such a cautious personality.

Wei Yuan subconsciously retorted.

The origin of the Turbid Qi demon is produced by the reverse effect of the Clear Qi Ten Peaks leaving imprints in the earth veins. It will be more inclined to chaos and disorder, inclined to the opposite. How could you be so cautious! Shouldn't you be reckless? Unless your opposite, Yuanshi Tianzun… Wei Yuan's thoughts paused slightly.

He suddenly thought of Gonggong, who had created Buzhou Mountain no matter what, and fell into silence. In this moment.

He suddenly understood the reason why the Water God of the Turbid World had this personality.

"It's not… that it cannot be understood."

After all, in terms of supporting her husband and being stubborn, Gonggong… that guy, seems to be more powerful than Yu.

Then my opposite being so arrogant and stubborn is very obvious, then it means that I am a scholar. Wei Yuan rubbed his brow, and his mouth twitched. In the end, he was still too embarrassed to continue deceiving himself. People cannot…

At least shouldn't.

He felt that this was very likely not a problem of the opposite, but just one was introverted and one was arrogant, and this also meant that the stubbornness link seemed to have been painstakingly created by the former Confucius, the first teacher of the human race, and directly turned into a basic setting, whether it was the Turbid World or the Clear World.

Just like Fuxi's side.

One is scum, but has a little bit of a bottom line.

One is scum, and has no bottom line.

Whether it is the Clear World or the Turbid World, both are scummy to death. This is the legendary basic setting.

Wei Yuan gathered his mind, put pen to paper and whispered, "Houtu, do not pursue a desperate foe, let Pao go if he wants to go."

In front of Houtu, the avoided old man breathed a sigh of relief. Then he heard a cold voice from beyond the distant years: "But you must stop this guy in front of you.

"That represents the Darkness of Turbid Qi. Your earth is Thick Earth Carrying All Things, full of vitality. Pao's path, I am afraid, is the focus of the earth eventually burying all living beings. Your Clear and Turbid are life and death, take him down."

The voice of the Daoist relied on cause and effect, crossing the years. The old man's just-relaxed expression froze. Wait a minute.…

This, this is not right, is it?

Houtu is also injured, how can you be so reckless? The Daoist got up, his right hand holding a sword. In front of him were the battle scars of later generations, but at this moment, this relic, which should have gone through thousands of years and become fixed, was covered by several rich and chaotic causal turbulences.

Constantly entangled and changing.

This meant that the battle that took place in ancient times was twisting to a small extent within the scope allowed by fate. Wei Yuan's right hand clenched slightly, as if holding a sword, and then his eyes closed. He only used the power of cause and effect to touch the surroundings. In an instant, it seemed that this place had fallen into the ancient battlefield.

With the help of cause and effect, Wei Yuan seemed to have come to Houtu's side.

As if replacing her, he exchanged blows with the power representing the Turbid World's earth, the return of all things.

"First sword, Kunlun Longfeng." (Kunlun Longfeng: Kunlun's Long Wind)

He raised his hand, and the empty sword in his palm stabbed forward. Houtu followed Wei Yuan's voice and suddenly made a move. The old man's scalp tingled. This move was sharp and decisive. At the same time as the brilliant sword light was delivered, countless gravity forces entangled, making it impossible for the opponent to break free and be free.

"Second move, the Four Greats within the Realm." The gravity changed suddenly, one in the sky, one on the earth.

Then there were chaotic currents walking among them.

The level of violent gravity was enough to cause the stars to collapse. Then there was an unhurried voice, but the sword moves became more and more stern and sharp, pressing closer step by step.

The old man, with the concept of all things returning to the earth, stiffened and could no longer move at all. He seemed to see another illusory and real figure behind Houtu holding the sword. The enemy in front of him恍惚 had changed from Houtu to the man holding the sword. He 'saw' that his eyes were vast and deep, and seemed to contain cause and effect.

"You are too arrogant!

"So underestimate this seat."

"Do you really think that mere moves can be of any use in such a confrontation?" Wei Yuan didn't answer at all. The sword moves circulated. Once broken, it would take time to re-accumulate momentum.

He was too lazy to interrupt his own rhythm because of the opponent's words.

The old man's anger grew even more, and he only took it for granted that the other party dared to default.

"Forget it, forget it, since it is so, then this seat will no longer stubbornly stick to that so-called plan!"

The old man was unwilling to die here, and suddenly let out a long howl in his throat, directly withdrawing his power, abandoning the Turbid World's agreement, and abandoning the previous plan.

Hand after hand climbed out of the earth.

There were giants, azure dragons, and tigers, representing the incarnations of all the living beings who died here. As a result, this place almost turned into a forest of death in the blink of an eye. The earth was silent and silent, always peacefully accepting the death of all living beings, and evolving it into the foundation for the prosperity of other living beings.

It was pure but also with madness, a twisted transformation of life and death.

Use your death to bring my new life.

Devour your flesh and bones, absorb your soul blood, in exchange for the prosperity of my clan, and call for my longevity.

Yin winds were阵阵, and the meaning of death was vast. In the outer realm where the two sides were fighting, in the Central Sea that had originally entered this world, the entire heaven and earth had turned into a dark ink color, and the surging waves seemed to be dripping ink, which was stained with all the living beings who died on the sea.

Rumble.

Lightning struck down, also a piece of purple-black.

A giant beast that was dozens of miles long roared and planned to avoid this terrifying wave.

It was just brushed by the aftermath, and the giant beast, whose back had been turned into a small island, with many living beings growing on it, instantly turned into a forest of white bones, lost the power to stir the waves, and slowly sank.

Then in the next moment, the white bones decomposed, and the souls dissipated, suddenly collapsing into森 white butterflies.

They flapped their wings arbitrarily in the entire sea and sky, emitting ominousness.

The living, die. The dead, in turn, transformed into life.

However, such a power of returning all things to burial is not the right way after all, and it is ultimately accompanied by the inversion, chaos, and madness unique to the Turbid World. Like a whale fall, the whale dies, and then nourishes the remaining weak gods, using the corpses and flesh of the strong to transform into the future and vitality of the weak.

A girl who sank into the sea had lost her mind. She擦死ly rubbed a conch in her hand.

Only by relying on this conch could she protect a trace of vitality.

If there was no turnaround, this trace of vitality would soon dissipate.

At this moment, under the action of the passing power, the girl, who still had a trace of vitality, had a blue light汇聚 in her eyes.

Then it continued to change. In the end, it seemed that because the girl saw birds fighting the sea and rushing to the sky when she was dying, and her lament for her own destiny, under the interference of power, there was a vague trend towards transforming into birds.

This would completely lose the future of its true spirit.

It would allow the birds to recover, and then die in no more than three seconds, or five seconds.

Once again崩碎化 as a weaker living being.

In this cycle of life and death, it will eventually return to the earth and dust, and the power in it will continue to be extracted and poured into the old man's hands.

Such changes were constantly happening at a very high frequency in the old man's use of the power of returning all things to the Tibetan and returning all things to burial, and this was only a part of the leaked power. Houtu noticed the change and did not hesitate to separate a part of her power to forcibly carry all things and resist this power.

As a result, the waters of the four seas were清平 in an instant! The process of the death of all things was forcibly中止. However, it could not be遏制 by the invasion of Turbid Qi.

The Turbid Qi flower on the back of her right hand seemed to be alive,蔓延 upward, as if to pierce the woman's heart. The divine light in the old man's eyes brightened greatly, and he said, "Die!"

Wei Yuan垂眸, on this battlefield ruin, the entanglement of cause and effect had reached its limit.

He understood.

The fate of some living beings has been changed on a small scale.

It was because his intervention led to a deviation in the battle between Houtu and these two enemies, which led to the four seas of living beings who would have completely died under the power of this old man regaining their vitality. This mixed together, which led to the fluctuation of fate and cause and effect to a certain extent.

And fluctuation represents the short-term disruption and reorganization of cause and effect and fate.

Wei Yuan felt that the gong of the Turbid Qi body had encountered a huge impact.

The Turbid Qi Dao fruit seemed to have encountered the merciless whip of the fate of all things in the world in an instant, and it shook in an instant, as if there was a trend of completely collapsing and decomposing. This meant that being too reckless and interfering with the past would cause his own realm to be backlashed.

But screw it. Wei Yuan remained unchanged.

Anyway, this Dao fruit is not his.

Whatever happens, he doesn't feel bad if it's broken.

Moreover, this thing is particularly strong. He has digested it for many years. It would be better to absorb it a little if it is broken. Between breaths, he directly absorbed the Turbid Qi Dao fruit that was shattered by the rules of heaven, entangled it,

Domineeringly incorporated it into his own realm, and then the next moment, Wei Yuan stretched out his hand.

The traces remaining here are the fruits of the past. The past交锋 itself is the cause of the present. "Cause and effect are determined."

"Does the fate of life exist… Even the Ten Peaks are faintly subject to the constraints of fate."

"As the Ten Peaks of cause and effect, should we follow this path even more?"

"It seems that I am always failing."

Wei Yuan感知 sensed the layers of resistance, and suddenly spoke to himself, his expression缓和 and peaceful:

"Yuanshi Tianzun is cause and effect." He stepped forward and made a move!

Yuanshi Tianzun's gong and power - reversing cause and effect!

Use the fruit of the present to interfere with the cause of the past! After the old man used苍生万物 to contain Houtu, he made a move to directly take the woman's heart, and said: "Sure enough, sure enough, you are like Nuwa, with all living beings in your heart, you are really a good person, but this is also a fatal weakness. If it were Fuxi, he would never fall for such a trick!"

"If you want to blame, blame yourself for being a good person."

"Blame yourself for coming here alone, hahaha, how is it, isn't the friend hiding in the dark making a sound? Under the交锋 of such power concepts, what use can your so-called moves and realm be? What do you think your moves are?"

The laughter had not yet fallen.

A golden causal line floated in the void, emitting流光.

Directly封锁 Pao's movements.

Immediately, a terrifying sword intent suddenly appeared,洞穿 heaven and earth, vast and domineering.

The aura of sharpness swept across the four seas and eight wastelands. In the next moment, the invisible sword directly pierced the old man's mouth, entered from his mouth, and洞穿ed from the back of his head, making Pao's words stop abruptly, making袖 the body凝固, and daring not to step forward even a minute.

哗啦一·

The sound of袖 Pao unfolding was clearly heard in the ear. The sword of cause and effect was held in the hand of the illusory human figure. The blade洞穿ed the old man's throat, and then his wrist shook. The long sword of the power of cause and effect turned into a forest of cold light, and swept across suddenly, still with that平淡 voice:

"Basic swordsmanship,斩." (Zhan: Chop)

Most of the old man's face was torn open, and blood was scattered.

Even his neck was torn open.

A wide palm descended from the sky, pressed on the top of the old man's head, pressed his neck, and pressed his head back little by little.

"The strongest in the Three Realms and Eight Desolations."

"How"

The figure purely composed of countless causes and effects held the old man's head in one hand and asked,俯瞰.

"Can you kill you?"