Once the monk enters the peak of the Taoist way, he will feel the apocalypse coming. Because of the peak of the Taoist way, the monk’s physical strength has exceeded the allowable limit of the law of heaven in the realm of repairing truth, and he will either die and return to heaven and earth, or he will spend the apocalypse soaring.

Now, the strength contained in this statue of the god who is being born has long been different from that of the monks at the top of the road, but compared with 100 such strong people, the combined physical strength is not as good as that of a statue of a horrible god.
Bones, meridians, viscera, flesh and blood … Skin membrane was born!
Suddenly, the chaotic and noisy scene in this depth disappeared.
The force that affected the mysterious edge seemed to disappear in the moment when the cracks were completely formed, and the original pure vitality was forced to stop immediately.
This god’s towering hair scales and dark gold are like heaven and earth, which can breed mysterious textures. It is surrounded by thick chaotic airflow, and everything is still in this deep place with eyes closed.
"Hum"
God’s eyes flashed two golden lights that shocked heaven and earth, and this vast expanse was immediately … broken!
"Boom …"
I don’t know how many years ago, the two golden lights were hidden and empty, like a huge piece of broken glass crystal, and the horrible virtual turbulence poured out and swept everything, revealing the back plane. If the creatures in Wang Yang’s exile were involved in the depths of the turbulence, it would mean that they would be exiled and fall, and even the souls would escape from eternity.
The golden light faded away and a pair of divine eyes appeared.
It’s not that the demon king should be noble, but it’s very real and belongs to human emotions. It’s that the owner looks like he’s old, and his eyes are full of vicissitudes, as if he’s seen through everything in this world.
"I … is wu abandon? ….. or abandon? "
It was Wu who abandoned the stereo to hide the chaos than the movement in the virtual turbulence.
This problem was born when Wu abandoned wandering in the long river of years. What he experienced also has his own knowledge. Even in the underworld, there is no one or soul, but he can return to the body after wandering in the long river of years.
The last years he saw and experienced in the long river of years were the beginning of chaos in the origin of heaven and earth, when heaven and earth were born. At that time, Wu Fu was not a human being. He was a fiend born outside 3,000 fiends. The last ancient fiend was not loved by heaven and earth, and he could not abandon it!
Heaven and earth abandon! Heaven abandons!
The soul returns, but the body is no longer human or shura. Now his body is a god!
Although the divine body was not the chaotic fiend body in Archaean times, it was also the fiend body that many practitioners dreamed of.
"Hum", "Hum" and "Hum" …
After the gap between the worlds stopped flowing backwards, there was a horrible smell at the same time.
There are strong people in every world of the heavens and the earth. In most of the world, the strength of the strong people is far away. This is a world of strong people like monks who have a harmonious peak.
Wu abandoned forcibly breaking the channel of the heavens and the earth, which attracted the vitality of the world. He gave birth to a body of spirits and fiends, and the cracks one by one would naturally cause him to find his strong idea in the heavens and the earth.
"Hum"
Coming out from behind the crack, the strong breath of terror immediately interrupted Wu’s abandonment and enlightenment.
Now it’s completely different. Wu abandoned that pair of dark gold pupils and suddenly showed a cool color and swept the cracks around them.
At this time, the hidden virtual depth has been subjected to the spirit of Wu’s abandonment by the law, and it has collapsed to the depths, exhausted the virtual turbulence and flooded other places, leaving all the cracks in Wu’s abandoned body.
"bang"
There is no fancy or metaphysical truth in interest.
It’s a punch that’s simpler than a punch. Wu abandoned it and blew it out.
All the cracks in the heavens and the earth are coming in, and the turbulence is annihilated with this punch!
After the virtual fragmentation, it is a turbulent exile, which is the abyss of the universe. There is no concept of time and no law of the avenue to influence it. To fall is to wander forever.