"Shen Qingyi, let go, and let yourself go..."

Bai Si's eyes became brighter and brighter. Looking at Shen Qingyi's figure who had not moved for a long time, he knew that his words must have had an impact on Shen Qingyi.

The man in his sight suddenly moved, and the smile on Bai Si's mouth became more and more obvious.

That’s right, how old is Shen Qingyi?

Calculated by the age of a monk, she was just a child.

No matter how rich a child's experience is, the things he has experienced are limited. How can he really be free of desires and not be sad or happy about anything?

On the high platform, Shen Qingyi suddenly looked back.

The moment their eyes met, Bai Si's pupils suddenly shrank.

On the ring, the man had a bare face, a pair of eyes that were clear yet seemed endless. The red between his eyebrows was enchanting, and the blue at the end of his eyes was dazzling.

Suddenly something flashed through my mind.

That is something hidden deep in the blood of the Zerg royal family.

That is the fear deep in my bones.

But how is it possible?!

How many years have those people disappeared? Those so-called Taos have also long since vanished!

Now, there are three thousand domains in the vast ocean, countless continents, and countless sects, but there is no real trace of the Tao!

Even if there are still some places that want to revive, most of them are just pipe dreams.

The Way of Heaven is the righteous way to calm the soul. With so many thoughts in the world, how can anyone escape!

How can there be any possibility of revival? !

But when Shen Qingyi saw the thing at the end, no one knew what it was better than those guys who had been dominated by them.

A practitioner who has the great Dao in his heart can develop a heart of Dao, but a heart of Dao is hard to come by.

That blue totem was once the most dazzling existence in their Meteorite World. Even though it was later annihilated, it became an unspeakable taboo for the world.

Confucianism!

That is the true Confucian practice!

And he is a Confucian cultivator who has attained enlightenment!

Is it recognized by heaven and earth?

No! How is that possible?!

It was impossible for Confucian cultivators to appear again, and they would not be recognized by heaven and earth, but what was going on now?!

"Shen..."

Bai Si's voice was a little sharp, but there was unspeakable fear in the sharpness.

"Kill the Saint!"

“Buzz buzz buzz!”

The sky and the earth changed color, and the clouds covered the entire sky. Under the thick clouds, lightning and thunder were hidden.

at the same time.

“Crack! Crack!”

Inside the hall, all the water mirrors shook, and the images in the water mirrors gradually became blurred.

"What's going on?! What's going on?! What happened to Shui Jing?!"

"Could it be that those cultivators from the Meteorite Flame Realm are planning to cause some trouble again?"

"But they don't have that ability, could it be those immortals in the fairy world!"

"Quick! Quick! Stabilize the law of breaking through the boundary! Quick!"

In the Pankong Realm Palace, all the powerful people took action one after another to stabilize the somewhat chaotic power of laws as quickly as possible.

However, the monks in the Meteorite Flame Realm were also in chaos.

"What's going on?! Is this water mirror broken?!"

"This Pankong Realm's famous Pankong Breaking Realm is so rubbish?! Could it be that it is really a broken one?"

"Yanhan, just now... I looked at the water mirror and inexplicably felt a palpitation in my heart. But when I tried to find it, it suddenly shattered! I... I don't know why, but I suddenly felt a little... a little panicked!"

"I always feel something is wrong with Bai Si's last expression in the water mirror..."

Countless spiritual powers surged crazily, and Zhu Sheng flew in the air. In the flashing light, the huge talisman pen was surrounded by green flames.

The spiritual energy of the surrounding heaven and earth gathered together, and under the dazzling light, the pen in the air and the person holding the pen looked extremely sacred.

However, such a scene that makes people want to kneel down and worship, in the eyes of Bai Si and a group of cultivators from the Meteorite Flame Realm, is like a soul-seeking Shura from the underworld!

“How…how is this possible!?”

The crazy Gro stared blankly at each person on the stage.

After the extreme silence within the formation, there was complete madness.

As for Confucianists and Confucianism, the cultivators who remain in the entire Meteorite Flame Realm, in addition to the fear that is engraved in their bones and passed down from generation to generation, they also have the deepest evil thoughts and guilt.

They were once as humble as ants and lived under their shadows. When they walked out of the shadows, they had to admit that their current situation was achieved thanks to those talents.

"My heart is filled with myriad ways, and the heaven and earth transform my heart!"

"boom!"

The light on Zhu Sheng's body suddenly spread out, and the strong energy stimulated the cultivators to close their eyes.

Bai Si tried hard to suppress the urge to cry.

Through the gaps between the fingers that covered my eyes, I could clearly see from afar that the surging spiritual light in the sky turned into countless words.

Under each word, there seems to be a world, and when combined together, they form a vast and ethereal world.

"What's going on?!"

Everyone who entered the formation tried hard to keep their bodies steady, but the sky and the earth were shaking, and the strong vibration seemed to turn the world upside down.

The surrounding formations have fallen into an extremely unstable state, with the killing formation, illusion formation and trapping formation changing rapidly.

Lu Jingqing clearly felt that the spiritual energy in the surrounding air was being rapidly absorbed and converging in one direction.

“Crack, crack!”

The ground finally couldn't withstand the impact of such energy, and cracks appeared on it.

"boom!"

Huge cracks appeared, and countless pieces of rubble rolled and fell into the abyss.

The pitch-black abyss is like the huge mouth of a ferocious beast, and there is no end in sight.

"Everyone be careful! Hold on tight! Don't fall behind!"

"Quick! Quick! Everyone, fly with your swords! Quick!"

Soon everyone discovered that it would be better to face the attack of the formation directly from the sky than to stay on the ground and face the crack that seemed to have suction.

However, the cultivators who had just flown high into the sky on their swords soon discovered that the suction force of the ground was increasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

And the energy storm is growing.

"Damn it! What the hell!"

"Everyone, retreat outside the formation! Quick! This... this place seems to be collapsing!"

As soon as someone screamed in fear, the monks immediately fled out of the formation.

However, some monks flying high in the sky couldn't help but look down, and suddenly someone exclaimed.

"What is that?!"

Someone looked in the direction of the sound.

I saw something white in the growing chasm under the ground.

When the chasm widened again, it finally revealed to them what was inside.

There are countless densely packed white bones.

Beneath the crack, on the walls surrounding it...

At first glance, the true composition of this land is actually piles of bones...

The origin of Pankong Pojing is an ancient mythical beast called Taotie.

Taotie can devour everything, but those layers of white bones, the broken weapons and armor faintly visible inside, and the knife and sword marks on the rock wall that have not completely disappeared, no matter how you look at it, it looks like an... unknown war.