For the entire vast world, this was a day of disaster.
Many of the road-end-level beings that showed up were so angry that their souls were surging. They were furious with Confucianism, but they dared not to vent their anger and could only flee.
Confucianism relied on its profound magic power and cultivation to catch up, find those road-end-level beings one by one, and then severely injure them, leaving them for the gatekeepers who came after him to eat.
In just one day, he set foot on many territories in the vast world, deliberately attracting the gatekeepers to chase him. More than a dozen road-end-level beings were buried in the mouths of the gatekeepers.
Originally, the road-end-level beings such as Yuanzhu, Jianzhu, and Tathagata Buddha were still frightened, worried that the super multiverse they were in would be affected, and specially went to the Fatian League to seek shelter and help.
However, they had never expected that the Confucian Ancestor seemed to have known about it and deliberately avoided the area where they were. Not only that… The Confucian Ancestor also avoided the places where those Lu Jin-level beings who participated in the battle to destroy the ancient Tibetan civilization were, and did not lead the gatekeeper there.
Such a scene made the Lu Jin-level beings who were still trembling in their hearts look complicated.
The Confucian Ancestor obviously avoided them on purpose.
The "rations" he found were all Lu Jin-level beings who had survived the catastrophes one after another.
In the Fatian League, Li Zhu, Ju Zhu and others could not help but remain silent. No one tried to stop the Confucian Ancestor. As for what the Confucian Ancestor was going to do in the end, they seemed to have guessed it.
"The right way in the world is vicissitudes…"
A sigh resounded in the vastness of the world.
The Confucian ancestor led the gatekeeper to chase him everywhere, and finally returned to the ruins of the ancient Tibetan civilization. He stopped and looked back, looking at the gatekeeper who stretched out his bony hand and grabbed him. His true face slowly revealed, wearing a high hat and a wide belt, a Confucian robe and a Confucian cap, and there was a sense of elegance since "030".
"Where are the Confucian disciples?" The Confucian ancestor said indifferently.
After the words fell, ten extremely bright light balls emerged behind him. Each light ball was an ancient and powerful world, and there was a road-breaking aura in each world.
Countless Confucian disciples sat cross-legged in it, responding and chanting ancient poems, and Confucian ancient characters appeared one by one.
In the rolling Confucian long river, ten rays of light rushed into the sky, forgiveness, loyalty, filial piety, brotherhood, courage, benevolence, righteousness, courtesy, wisdom, and trustworthiness, ten ancient characters bloomed with endless light.
"We are with the ancestor."
All the Confucian disciples responded loudly, and the righteous spirit rose like an immortal sun, covering the figure of the Confucian ancestor.
"As long as my race is not destroyed, the human race will live forever, the fire of civilization will not be extinguished, and the continued historical civilization will open a new chapter."
"Today is the day when my race writes a new poem for the civilization of the human race. Are you afraid?"
The Confucian ancestor spoke, and the rolling sound shook time and space, cleansing the entire vast world.
All parties have not been swept by the gatekeepers.In the multiverse, countless creatures were trembling. The sword demon standing in the distant land was also trembling, and his eyes revealed a complex expression.
"What is there to be afraid of?"
In the ten vast worlds behind the Confucian Patriarch, a neat and majestic voice of righteousness was heard, and hundreds of millions of Confucian disciples chanted the truth and responded in unison.
"Good." The Confucian Patriarch nodded with satisfaction.
He took the lead in responding to the disaster. Facing the gatekeeper’s white bone hand that came directly down, he did not resist. The whole person even turned into a ball of bright and clear light. This ball of clear light contained all the mysteries and mysteries since the birth of the Confucian clan. It was the deepest and most ancient rule and truth, representing the true Confucianism and the source of Confucianism.
Under the trembling gazes of countless creatures in the vast world, the Confucian Ancestor allowed the white bone hand to grab the bright light. To be precise, he took the initiative to circle around it, lingering on it, and let the gatekeeper absorb it along the eerie white bone arm.
Then… a Confucian world behind the Confucian Ancestor collapsed, and also turned into a clear light, following the figure of the Confucian Ancestor, and then the second Confucian world, the third, the fourth… until the last one.
All the creatures were shocked, and it seemed that at this moment, they finally understood the intention of the Confucian Ancestor.
Finally… with the last ray of clear light, it merged into the body of the gatekeeper, and the vast chaotic matter that originally enveloped it began to fall off, revealing the towering white bone body like a mountain supporting the sky.
Its head was huge, with sunken eye sockets, without any light, but now there are faint rays of light gathering and slowly gathering.
The gatekeeper stopped moving, and the light in his eye sockets flickered, like a candle in the wind, very weak.
"Old friend, why don’t you wake up…"
At this time, a sigh that seemed to be filled with countless emotions sounded under the whole world.
The universe and time and space there gradually melted away, as if they had turned into an immortal cauldron.
To be precise, it should be the ruins of the entire ancient Tibetan civilization that became that cauldron, and there was an inexplicable aura emerging from it. This aura fluctuated, surpassing the realm of the true road level and the supreme shattering, and was in an extremely mysterious state.
This cauldron enveloped the gatekeeper, and an inexplicable flame began to rise from the edge, conveying the meaning of refining, and it was to be refined.
In front of the gatekeeper’s huge head, a figure appeared out of thin air. He stood quietly, wearing a yellowish-brown robe, with a chaotic gourd hanging from his waist. His face was very old, and even a little drunk. I thought he was a drunk old man in a tavern.
He had a complicated expression on his face, and stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to touch the huge head in front of him, but finally gave up.
Such a scene shocked the entire world.
"Ancestor Qiankun…"
In the Fatian League, the leader and the three masters recognized the origin of the owner of the big tripod almost immediately.
"At the beginning of the birth of heaven and earth, before the innate, the most advancedThe chaotic creatures that entered the Great Abyss."
The three-headed owner sighed, "The Qiankun Patriarch is extremely mysterious. For so many years, almost no one has seen him, and no one knows where he is. It turns out that he is brewing such a big thing."
He obviously saw the intention of the Qiankun Patriarch.
All that the Confucian Patriarch did was probably to help the Qiankun Patriarch. Perhaps from another perspective, this was a path they had planned together.
If the Qiankun Patriarch succeeds, the Confucian clan will be with him. If the Qiankun Patriarch fails, then everything will disappear.
This is a desperate gamble.
"Refine…"
"Refine me…"
In the gatekeeper’s huge head, the faintly flickering soul light swayed slowly, as if there was a little bit of consciousness, and thoughts were transmitted from it, intermittently, and it was difficult to maintain Complete.
However, this thought only lasted for less than a moment, and the soul light in the eye socket slowly disappeared, and the most primitive instinct surged again.
The white bone hand raised again and reached out to the Qiankun Patriarch in front of him.
However, the next moment, the gatekeeper’s other white bone hand, which was full of holes and tattered, suddenly raised and grabbed his other arm, as if two different thoughts were controlling this corpse.
"Ah…"
Seeing this scene, Qiankun Patriarch was still sighing, his eyes were extremely complicated, "After all, it has come to this step. ”
He did not hesitate, raised his hand and clapped it, and the Chaos Gourd on his waist flew out immediately. This wave was like the creation of the world. At the mouth of the gourd, endless black flames spurted out. This flame was like a long dragon, quickly sweeping and covering the gatekeeper.
At the same time, the big cauldron that the whole world turned into rumbled and shook violently, and once again conveyed the meaning of refining, completely covering the gatekeeper.
A stream of flames rose up, like the innate fire when the world was first created, rootless and boundless, unable to be extinguished, just entangled like this.
The black flames gushing out of the gourd were equally terrifying, falling in clusters, and finally formed a terrifying vortex, which could swallow and spit out everything, that is, Even the heavens seemed to be torn apart by the aftermath. (To read the exciting novels, go to Flylu Novel Network!)
The old man Qiankun just sat there.
He was muttering something, and a breath that surpassed the beginning of the world and the birth and death of chaos continued to spread, enough to make the real road-level characters change color and tremble.
At this moment, the old man Qiankun was standing in a certain unknown and supreme realm, but it was completely different from the Fengtian Realm of the real place that he descended at that time.
This is another road that has never been born.
The road of a different way!
"Since there is no way ahead, let you and I open up this new road, just like the law was passed on to thousands of ways and continued to open up the future."
"You and I, make up for the shortcomings, and naturally we can get a glimpse of the road ahead."
The old man Qiankun said lightlyThe gourd was hanging high above his head. The qi, mystery, truth, comprehension, unspeakable and strange ways accumulated in it for countless years, now turned into a rolling black river, like hot oil, poured into the cauldron in front, the flames rose, speeding up the progress of refining the gatekeeper.
At this moment, the entire vast world was shaking, and countless creatures were trembling.
That place began to be filled with a mysterious mystery that had never been seen before.
In the Fatian League, the three owners, the owner of the Ju, the first ancestor of the Gu family, and others who had embarked on the path of supreme destruction were all shocked by this, and they had never thought that this scene would appear.
"Ants turn into dragons, today."
"Perhaps, this is the birth of a new path…" The three owners couldn’t help but get excited, and their breathing became rapid. They might personally witness the continuation of the strange path.
For them, this is the greatest hope.
The road ahead is coming! []
“No, if that is the case, the King of Anomalies should have been born long ago. It is impossible that the path of anomalies has not continued until now. The King of Anomalies is not the ancestor of Qiankun, but someone else. 0.
“Could it be that it will fail in the end? Will some force appear to block it? Or is this road not necessarily passable? ”
But soon, the three owners seemed to remember something, their faces changed, and their excitement calmed down instantly.
According to the true trajectory, after the fusion of the new and old universes and the birth of the King of Anomalies, this existence will continue the path of the Anomalies.
But now, it is obvious that the Ancestor Qiankun is not the King of Anomalies.
"Unless, unless the trajectory left by the new and old universes is broken, the law is broken, and the established rules are broken…" The three owners thought of another possibility.
Can the Ancestor Qiankun break this law and established rules?
In an instant, many hidden realms in the vast world, and the creatures that had not yet appeared in the world, were alarmed.
This is indeed as the Confucian ancestor said before he disappeared. Once the success is achieved, this will compose a new poem that is enough to be recorded in the ancient history of civilization.
In that place, the big cauldron shook violently, and the flames surged. In the end, the remaining instinct made the gatekeeper start to struggle and break free from the refining.
However, this piece of Qiankun heaven and earth had already been branded with incredible lines, like a large net, covering its body.
In the gourd, the black flames gushing out were denser and more surging, just like a river bursting its banks, about to flood the heavens and the universe.
Boom! ! !
And above the Qiankun Patriarch, in the unknown land, all kinds of terrible scenes appeared, enough to kill the existence of the road, and even threaten the catastrophe of the real road level… Such a scene can be said to be the first time in the entire Cangmang world.
All kinds of calamity water, calamity wind, calamity fire, calamity gas… all appeared, condensed into a new world, and this world suppressed it.
Even the Qiankun Patriarch began to have lines on his body.Terrible cracks, blood gushing out like a spring, about to be crushed.
This is the catastrophe that attempts to break the established rules and established trajectories.
However, his face was very calm, as if he had expected it. His body shook slightly, and a mysterious wave vibrated away, resisting the falling world.
At the same time, treasures flew out one by one, including the Ancient Immortal Sword, the City of Heaven and Earth, the Tianpeng Thunder Pool… one treasure after another, constantly exploding.
That kind of breath fluctuation, even a wisp, is enough to sweep across a large world, but at this moment it is like a long river, shattering quickly.
But even so, it only slowed down the speed of the falling world transformed by the catastrophe.
The body of the Qiankun Patriarch continued to crack, and he was coughing up blood. Even a wisp of breath fluctuation from there has surpassed the average Zhenlu-level figure.
This is the end of trying to resist the entire world.
"But what about the general trend…"
The face of the Qiankun Patriarch was calm, and he made a desperate bet. His sitting body was also fading, and his flesh and blood melted, as if 2.2 was about to merge with the big tripod. To be precise, it should be the big tripod that was his body.
Boom! ! !
In the big tripod, the gatekeeper was wrapped in endless flames and was about to be completely integrated into it. His flesh and blood were also dissipating, turning into strands of source light, becoming part of the big tripod.
In the dark void, more disasters came. This was a murderous intention that turned the world upside down. The general trend of heaven and earth was going to wipe out everything. The rules of the old order universe and the rules of the new universe order turned into thick and boundless chains to block it.
At the end of the hazy sky, a road ahead covered by fog appeared in a trance… The road ahead was bound by chains, and it was even darker in the depths, like a cross-bridge, like an abyss.
"Recast the road ahead."
The voice of the Qiankun Patriarch sounded.
Finally, his true body merged with the cauldron, and the gatekeeper was completely integrated into it. At this moment, he made up for all the defects. The gatekeeper was the body of the God of Reincarnation. All the remaining origins and mysteries in it completely made the Qiankun Patriarch.
He reached the pinnacle that all living beings could reach since the birth of the vast world, reaching a realm that had never existed in the past and had never existed in the predetermined future.
"The realm of different ways…"
The Qiankun Patriarch said.
The vague road ahead gradually became clear, the fog was blown away, and it was finally about to emerge.
In the entire vast world, there are countless eyes cast here at this moment, full of shock, excitement, expectation, desire, joy, hope, shock…
Almost all the creatures standing at the end of the road are sincerely excited and encouraged. This is the hope of seeing the road ahead.
Isn’t it today that they have been waiting for? .
