The old bull went crazy and became extremely huge, breaking through the corrupt universe. It wished it could be resurrected from the dead time and space to the present world, and it punched and kicked the green bull across the void.

"Old Ancestor, I advise you to take care of yourself. You are not as good as me in terms of true Taoism. Forget it, I won't bother with you. I really can't do anything to you..."

Boom!

On the other side, there was a brutal evil saint who blew up the deep space, and he and the ancestor no longer met each other, and the distant scene disappeared. This scene made many people speechless, and all the ancestors were even more angry when they saw it.

Some of the ancestors turned to look at Zaidao with complicated expressions, and some moved their lips as if saying something.

"Do you really know him?" Some of the strong men who were re-walking the True Saint Path at the scene were slightly shocked. "Forget it. Some of us who have lived to this day must have fallen behind. We may not be as strong as those unworthy descendants. Don't expect him to help clean up the mess."

It has to be said that at the end of the decaying universe, some ancestors are indeed very powerful, and their whispers can be heard by some creatures.

People looked surprised. Was he talking about the state of Zaidao?

"Yes, except for a few who survived from the Gods' period and became Beast Kings, the rest of the old bones all had bad endings."

"Although I am the founder of a religion, I am only a creature from the early days of the Giant Beast Imperial Court. I feel that I am not very old compared to those young people. I really want to live another 50 epochs."

In the distance, several very powerful ancestors made faint sounds, and then they faded away, and all the ancestors completely disappeared.

Those scenes seemed to have never appeared, and the fog on the sea surface dissipated a lot.

On the huge leaves, some people were silent, some were resentful, and some were extremely excited and happy. It was obvious that a few strong people had gained benefits and learned the secrets of their lifetime from the ancestor.

As for the hot-tempered old man who beat up the master, it is highly likely that he gained nothing. "Not necessarily, that guy who betrayed his master and destroyed his ancestors may have gained a lot and is deliberately hiding it." Silver-haired Vero said.

Wang Xuan discovered that this guy was quite thoughtful and had a serious case of old-fashioned thinking. He was not an easy person to deal with.

The black-haired man Jingyuan said, "Everyone, we still need to discuss the Dao or perform martial arts. Only when the Dao resonates, the wonderful night will extend further and open up more opportunities and fortunes."

"Let me perform a war dance." Xuan Zhi stood up, and immediately a corner of her black skirt lifted up, revealing her crystal clear toes.

She felt that after Wen Ming took the initiative to fight Wang Xuan, he was the first to meet the master.

If Wen Ming had not been seriously injured, the harvest would have been great.

Therefore, she is now quite active, performing her own martial arts, showing extraordinary skills, which makes the laws of this space and time vibrate.

This is a very stunning war dance. Her long black hair flutters on the broad leaves, and her skirt flies, like a fairy under the moonlight. She has both an enchanting beauty and a hidden sharp edge. She contains all kinds of secret methods and magic moves, and the light of Taoism is steaming.

Wang Xuan's eyes moved, the patterns of the Imperial Dao intertwined, and he was studying her war dance. He welcomed anyone who talked about Dao or performed martial arts, as they could really benefit from it.

The war dance has been passed down since the age of gods and has been perfected to an incredible degree. Through body language, it communicates with the great principles of heaven and earth and performs supreme magic.

"Yes, it's wonderful." Wang Xuan nodded, studying and examining it with appreciation. The key to that kind of war dance is that the limbs are connected with the Tao, and the legs are very important, like tree roots, grabbing mysterious power from the extraordinary source, continuously.

Xuan Zhi turned around and saw him. She almost lost her pace because every time she saw this evil saint, her thighs hurt. The bloody scene from that day was still lingering in her mind. At this moment, her dance rhythm was almost disrupted.

She took a deep breath of Taoism, steadied the rhythm of the war dance, and then left the stage gracefully. It was indeed pleasing to the eye, but many strong men still noticed that she had some flaws.

"Zaidao is indeed terrifying. Wherever his gaze goes, even a female saint who is walking the path to true sainthood is affected. It's terrifying." Someone spoke directly.

Obviously, he was testing something, trying to spark a conversation, and trying to explore Zaidao's past and background.

The giant beast Qingniu grinned and changed the subject with a smile: "Daoyou, you don't understand the situation. Six years ago, Brother Zai Dao took one of her legs."

"What did you say? Zaidao is having an affair with her?" Someone nearby was surprised. There was no doubt that such words would inevitably cause agitation among the people around, and completely deviated from the original intention of the questioner. "I want to beat you to death a hundred times!" Xuanzhi was secretly angry.

In particular, after she finished the war dance, she did not immediately start her magical journey. She was very dissatisfied. She looked around with her beautiful eyes and glared at Qingniu and Wang Xuan hatefully.

"Let's show off our skills too!" Several giant beasts including the Green Ox and the Bear King came out together and performed a war dance. It was a completely different style, rough, tough and wild. The entire sea was shaking and huge waves were surging.

They were like giant elephants towering into the sky, dancing on the soft grass.

Afterwards, several more people came on stage one after another, performing incantations from very ancient times, coordinated with hand gestures, and condensed the laws of heaven and earth. It was quite terrifying.

"Is that a sacred forbidden spell from the age of gods?" someone whispered. Some people have practiced it and it was once widely circulated. Its power is indeed extraordinary.

Wang Xuan was extremely satisfied and had learned a lot here. He felt that the most valuable and essential part of the so-called *** was here.

As for meeting the ancestors, it was meaningless to him. How could it be as valuable as listening to their teachings? Watching them display various magical skills was indescribable.

With a loud bang, this magical journey began.

The scene was magnificent and the sound was astonishing. The whole huge plant was shaking, and the plump flower buds were blooming a little. For a moment, the divine clouds rushed into the sky, and the Tao was undulating like the sea.

This time, the miracle did not appear to just one person. Instead, a mottled ancient scroll became clearer and clearer, facing everyone and covering them all.

It was a very real scene, coming from ancient times and reappearing in the world.

Perhaps, to be more precise, they are traveling through the past, present and future, and visiting many eras.

In the pre-Christian era, it was a grand event to participate in.

When the scene stabilized a little, everyone's faces became serious, and some people were even shocked, which really surprised them.

The scene was divided into two. They were on the border line in the middle. On one side stood the huge imperial court. The huge palace towered into the clouds and the divine palace hung high above the world. It was majestic and magnificent, exuding the aura of an emperor.

That was the Giant Beast King's Court. The Beast King ruled the world and was entertaining the top beast kings. It was a palace night banquet. "A mysterious guest came to the door. Please come." The huge Beast King sitting cross-legged was full of oppression.

They had already been discovered and an invitation had been sent to the palace.

On the other side of the border is the Age of Gods, where one brilliant god after another stands in the sky, eclipsing even the blazing sun.

"Hongxiu, are you here to look for me?" A young man spoke in a ray of bright divine light.

Hong Xiu stood up, walked gracefully, took Wang Xuan's arm, and said, "If we enter the Age of Gods later, please help me."

No need to wait for the late night chapter, I’ll take a break for one chapter during the weekend and continue working hard tomorrow.