The ancient Supreme God's decision Divine Ability reappears in the world.
This is not what Divine Ability should be at this level.
Zhang Xiaoyu felt the huge pressure between his eyebrows, and his instinctive nervousness and fear made him struggle out of the state of emptiness. The powerful Kung Fu instinct instantly lost the power it originally relied on to explode. Now here, only Zhang Xiaoyu, the powerful Kung Fu controlled by the newborn consciousness.
It's not Vast Heaven Great Emperor's fighting instinct.
Shangqing Great Dao Lord clapped his hands and laughed and said, "Hahaha, good, I actually learned the basics of Divine Ability through the confrontation with Taiyi. This kid's understanding is really amazing, amazing, not bad, not bad."
"Like me, like me!"
This move suddenly appeared, it was powerful and domineering, but it was also indescribably wonderful.
Zhang Xiaoyu smiled helplessly and said, "I'm familiar with it."
"Brother Qi's methods are superb and extraordinary. I am not as good as him."
Although he said this, his eyes were still fixed on the back of Qi WuHuo. At the moment of the confrontation, Haotian's body reacted violently. It felt as if he was actually facing the strongest enemy in the past, a life-and-death feud, and even his body had tensed up.
But when young Daoist raised his palm, that feeling had been lost. Zhang Xiaoyu looked at young Daoist in front of him, feeling a little shocked and suspicious in his heart. Could it be that the power of Taiyi, young Daoist in front of him, was inherited by Taiyi?
But that's absolutely impossible.
Taiyi beheaded Emperor Wa, but died due to Fuxi's many plans and the cooperation of Three Pure Ones and Four Emperors.
After his death, even all spirits were deposed as Myriad Demons.
This hatred can be said to be extremely deep.
But why...
He suppressed all the doubts in his heart. Even though he lost a round, he didn't feel any regret or resentment at all. He just smiled and praised, "Brother Qi, what a good trick."
Young Daoist smiled slightly and said gently, "It's just good luck."
"Brother Zhang, are you okay?"
Young Daoist spoke like this.
But it is no longer Qi WuHuo!
Qi WuHuo's mind fluctuated violently, but at this moment he was completely unable to control his body. Just when he made the move, after subconsciously using Taiyi's move, a vast and majestic aura that was extremely terrifying enveloped him, and then directly replaced it.
What he faced was the strongest in history.
Qi WuHuo only felt that his consciousness seemed to be put into a cage. In his perception, there was darkness and depth, and his body moved naturally. This was not a body snatching, but a direct replacement. Qi WuHuo's position and Taiyi's position were directly replaced.
Qi WuHuo became the remaining soul.
This Oneness became [Qi WuHuo].
A sense of fear that one's own existence will turn into nothingness emerges uncontrollably in the bottom of my heart, but even this fear gradually dissipates, because there is no need to fear nothingness.
Perhaps, if it weren't for the presence of the Supreme Being and the Supreme Being.
He was directly erased.
At this time, Qi WuHuo felt the death that the former Emperor Wa had felt.
It is not the death of the body, but the nothingness of the concept.
All things have a place, and now, the position of [Qi WuHuo] still exists, but the person standing in this position is no longer the original him. All the experiences and emotions of [Qi WuHuo] are true, but this truth has nothing to do with the original Qi WuHuo.
The power of one is perfect and flawless.
Even Zhang Xiaoyu, Shangqing, and Taishang could not see this problem.
Qi WuHuo stood in the endless darkness, looking at [Qi WuHuo] smiling and talking to Zhang Xiaoyu.
Looking at Great Dao Lord, I admired you and said that you have a good understanding.
Watching 'Qi WuHuo' walk up to Teacher and salute respectfully, his tone as gentle as before, Qi WuHuo himself became a prisoner sealed in the deepest part of his soul. Not only his consciousness but also his soul, memory, and emotions were gradually turning into frost and being replaced, and then he watched his soul and body gradually turn into smoke.
All died without a sound.
This is--
Obliterate?
Qi WuHuo Suddenly understood what the situation he was going through was.
But even when faced with the obliteration that no one could reverse, and faced with the killing method that even the god Fuxi had to pay a huge price to reverse, Qi WuHuo's heart no longer even contained fear and sadness, and he just watched his left hand turn into smoke and disappear.
The body shook and there were countless ripples.
Where does the front lead?
[die]?
No no no--
This is not [death].
After death, there is still a soul; when the soul disappears, there will be traces of it in the world.
This is--
[None]!
It is nothingness, it is emptiness, it is the existence that is denied by [one] under Tao and thus erased from the concept of Tao.
In the midst of such death, he suddenly heard a soft murmur.
A trace of ripples suddenly appeared in the empty eyes, thus stopping the process of being obliterated by Supreme God.
A long time passed before Qi WuHuo finally understood what the sound was.
It's a soft female voice.
Just like returning to the original embrace, Qi WuHuo's consciousness suddenly understood who the voice came from.
Those are the traces imprinted in the blood. She took the purest water and turned it into the foundation of the human being. She used the soil under Mount Buzhou to forge the human muscles and bones, and gave the human being a fiery temperament under the tempering of gold and fire.
He was also the last person to die in the same way.
Emperor Wa!
The woman who should not have existed in the first place left a trace on the road to death, and this trace was like the whisper and comfort of a real mother, as if a palm was pressing between Qi WuHuo's eyebrows, and the equally empty woman whispered something, so Qi WuHuo, who was about to disappear completely, was forcibly stabilized by a trace of existence.
The collapse process was greatly slowed down.
Although it will eventually be annihilated, at least it will not disappear instantly.
Qi WuHuo looked at the woman who had almost turned into smoke and disappeared in front of him, her eyes were quiet, and the replaced fear and emptiness gradually weakened--
And at the same time.
[Qi WuHuo] comforted Zhang Xiaoyu with a smile. Even Qing Heyu couldn't detect it before it exploded. Taishang smiled and said, "Wuhuo has a good understanding. Taiyi's moves are domineering and strong enough to be used as a means for you. After you understand this move, you can be more relaxed when dealing with Taiyi."
After a moment of comfort, he explained the moves again. old man gently stroked his beard and asked young Daoist to stretch out his hand and complete the word again.
[Qi WuHuo] Bowed slightly and stretched out his palm in front of old man.
old man stretched out his fingers and wrote words on the palm of his hand.
Attentive and serious, with a kind expression.
All the atmosphere was peaceful, but at this moment, [Qi WuHuo]'s eyes suddenly exploded with a fierce energy, and a pure primitive power suddenly bloomed from the palm of his hand. It seemed to be the original one, the original method, which transcended the body and realm, and was an extremely high and domineering initial power!
Then he took half a step forward, and in just an instant, [one] in his palm broke through old man's naturally flowing and changing ancestral energy.
Turn the power of one into a sword.
It broke into old man's heart in an instant, and then exited from his back!
The sudden change was shocking and unexpected. No one could have imagined that the old man's most trusted disciple would launch such an attack in an instant. His palm pierced the heart, and the blood spilled on the pure Daoist robe, becoming dirty and bloody. The old man's body was instantly broken by [1].
There was shock in the Taishang's eyes.
"Qi WuHuo?!!"
"No, Taichi!!!"
Shangqing was furious at the next moment. Accompanied by the incomparable sound of Qingyue's sword, he drew out his sword and slashed towards young Daoist's eyebrows. He instinctively took action because at the moment of his attack, the slightest hint of discord had been grasped by Shangqing and the Supreme Being. Knowing that his disciple was no longer a disciple, he took action in anger!
murderous intent ZZZHZZ, no more reservations!
In an instant, the principles of all things and laws were clear, and they were about to be cut off by a sword.
Since you are already Taiyi, then take action with all your strength!
Completely, behead him!
But the next moment, the old hand raised his hand and grabbed it.
With all laws and principles, all the sword lights converged and turned into a stream of light, and then converged again and turned into a sword.
The Supreme Master grabbed Shangqing Jianming with his left hand, and with a sudden squeeze, the Qingyue sword light suddenly dissipated. Shangqing was shocked and withdrew his strength instantly, while blood flowed from the corner of old man's mouth. He looked at his unfamiliar disciple and saw Although his eyes were dark, there was a faint trace of golden light, and his expression was cold and indifferent, as if he contained the peace of great things, but he was still desperately tearing apart his body with the majestic power of [One]. He seemed to understand, and sighed:
"That's it, that's it..."
Raise your hands and move Qi.
With a backhand palm, he pressed it between [Qi WuHuo]'s eyebrows.
But it was contained but not revealed, never exploded like thunder and fire, it was only forcefully instilled.
Extremely pure and boundless Qi violently impacted Qi WuHuo's body like a river pouring back.
old man had blood flowing from the corner of his mouth. After being seriously injured by [The Concept of One], he controlled Shangqing's angry sword with one hand, and then used his unparalleled foundation to forcefully wash it away. He said in a calm tone, "I see, you are here to seek revenge from us."
"But you shouldn't take action against the younger generation..."
"Taiyi."
[Qi WuHuo] did not answer, but used all his strength to activate the power of [One], constantly tearing apart the Qi of the Supreme Being, causing tearing and damage to the foundation of his soul. After all, this is a unique Supreme God. Even though the body dies, the Tao will live on forever.
Taishang did not immediately explode his strength and directly killed young Daoist in front of him.
There wasn't even any resistance.
Because with his strength and skill, as long as he resists Taiyi's authority attack, the counterattack force will be enough to kill the body and soul of young Daoist in front of him.
He couldn't bear it.
Can't bear it.
So I just endured the killing energy that came from several tribulations ago, without resisting or healing. At the same time, I just poured the majestic and pure Qi into [Qi WuHuo]'s body.
Zhang Xiaoyu is not Haotian after all, and was stunned by such a scene.
Then I saw that under the erosion of old man's unparalleled foundation, there seemed to be a figure vaguely appearing on Qi WuHuo's body, with golden eyes and a vague and indifferent expression. There was no good or evil, no sadness or joy. old man moved his wrist, and its Qi became more vast and vast, and Taiyi's figure was washed away.
Boom!!!
A unique Qi suddenly dispersed, Taiyi's figure dispersed, and the spiritual light on young Daoist's body was restored. It was originally wiped out, but for some reason, the voice and image of Emperor Wa barely stayed in existence. Qi WuHuo, which had not immediately dissipated like a cloud of smoke, suddenly felt a huge Qi rushing towards him.
Immediately, a hand seemed to stretch out from the hollow and grabbed his wrist.
Then the next moment, Qi WuHuo's eyes blurred, and there was a sudden feeling of falling. Immediately, the feeling of flesh and blood reappeared, and the fear of being invaded disappeared, replaced by the sense of stability of the body. He opened his eyes in a daze, saw the sky, everything, and saw old man in front of him. His face was pale and bloodless, with blood dripping from the corners of his mouth. The robe was no longer clean, only blood stains remained.
He caressed his forehead with his palm.
With kind eyes and a gentle tone, he said:
"No confusion, nothing happened?"