Banished Disciple’s Counterattack Chapter 3294: Chengtiandao

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Vague and vast, the darkness is boundless.

The small cosmos is like a pearl embedded in nothingness.

There is still no Ye Chen.

Turning decay into magic, he buried himself, melted into the universe, and became a universe.

I don’t know which year, Cangya has two more grains of rice.

Don’t think they are small, but they seem to be alive, gathering together bit by bit with the years.

Full hundred years.

They seem to have grown up. Since then, the light of rice grains has evolved into a round of the sun and a round of moon. The dazzling sunlight and the bright moonlight are shining on the world, and the dream is reflected in the bright light.

Then it is the stars.

The vast night sky is dotted with stars, and each one shines with eternal light.

Since then, the little universe has been day and night.

The day and night change, the reincarnation of the sun and the moon, the law of time is engraved, and it becomes a splatter.

The years are still so long.

When the world changes greatly, and when the new day comes, more buds will emerge, and even the dry branches will grow branches and leaves at a rate that can be seen with the naked eye. At a glance, they are full of vitality.

It's spring and everything is recovering.

The time is not old, Qiankun is changing, Kuxia is lined up, and is on the stage of new history.

The sun is shining brightly, and the ground is burned and cracked.

In March, the breeze is so refreshing, and the sky is also flying slightly.

The flowers and leaves withered, and the white clothes in winter are more dusty than expected.

The vigorous spring, the scorching summer heat, the gloomy autumn, and the stillness of winter each have their own styles.

The quiet night saw the dark clouds, and the lightning thundered.

It’s raining, pouring downpour, and pouring into the world with the screaming wind.

This rain is a century away.

The rainwater is the same as the source of life, gathering in the gullies, forming rivers in the rivers, and lying in the vast land.

Wind, thunder and lightning are all there.

Of course, Qiankun is in Nirvana, the rules are changing, and the entire universe is eternal.

The light of morning light is warm and peaceful.

Standing on the top of a mountain and looking out over the sea and the wilderness, it is a beautiful sight. The mountains are full of forests, the vegetation is rich, the male river is rushing, and the brook is gurgling. Under the clouds, the mist is also hazy, and it has really become a fairyland on earth.

Look closely, everything reflects the shadow of Ye Chen.

Yes, the magic of decay and the seeds of eternity finally performed the universe of all things. Every thing can be called Ye Chen. He is eternal and also everything, the creator of this small universe.

He still didn't show up.

The metamorphosis is not completed, and the body is melting into the universe, and the magic is moving towards the last step.

In winter again, heavy snow flew.

The cold world, covered with a white coat, is not stained at all.

Immemorial Great Desolation, a few days have passed.

Every emperor crosses his knees, sits on his feet, and does not forget to realize the Tao. They are not reliable like Xuan Emperor, Ghost Emperor, and Nether Emperor. Breakthrough The holy body is one point stronger, and the heavenly path is weaker, and so is the life. They are stronger, but the heavenly path is weaker.

For a moment, the emperors opened their eyes together and looked collectively towards the end of Taikoo.

The empress came back, covered in blood. When she came to the end, she did not stand firm in one step. She almost fell down. She was tired, but she was smiling but she had been resurrected a lot of supreme.

Under the attention of many people, she flicked her sleeves and many people became visible.

In that moment, including the Divine Venerable, all subconsciously stood up, staring at the side staring at it, once the supreme of the ancient heavenly court, with the peak of the quasi-recession, the first stage of Heavenly Emperor, the old friends of the past, and the ancient The former teacher, one is stronger than one, and one is more scary than one.

"An epoch."

Too many supreme tears of the old and the old tears, before the ages of war, a blink of an eye, it is a cycle of years.

No reminiscence time.

Empressed by eternity, the emperor sacrificed DIvination Heaven [天] Character, each of which was lighted. Each Heaven [天] Character blended a supreme. She was responsible for the fusion of the supreme and Heaven [天] Character. In this way, it was really a resurrection.

"A good unknown, a good Heaven [天] Character."

The free sky lightly whispers, guangguang DIvination, resurrection supreme, Heaven [天] Character take root, this process, she is a witness, witnessed what is magical, such things happened in their universe is impossible.

So-called heaven and earth, she has looked at the corner first.

Because of this, she is more looking forward to the eternal fairyland. Heaven [天] Character, unknown and little baby are so strange, let alone the real eternal fairyland. If one day, if the door of eternity opens, she will Righteously stepped in, the moth threw the fire, without complaint or regret, and only wanted to see the eternal glance.

Poof!

When she was in a trance, the empress blew her blood. She was beaten to death in the unknown, almost buried, and was seriously injured. Jin Yu was defeated in the outside, and now she forcibly melted Heaven [天] Character and hurt the foundation.

Hey!

With a sigh, Zitian walked out of the empress Tiny World, took over some Heaven [天] Character, swayed, and lay in the midair and sleeping supreme supreme, one person melted one by one, already practiced by his own way.

Obviously, she is helping.

People who have been Heavenly Dao have no desire, no anger or hatred for time.

"Thank you."

The Empress smiled tiredly, stepped back, and sat weakly on the rock.

"When the heaven recovers, there is no chance of waiting."

In the light of heaven, although the divine position has fallen, but the horizon is still there, after so long, how much of the universe of the universe has been understood, there is no one supreme god, really going to war, the heavens will be defeated.

"Courage is fortunate, and fortune will last forever."

The Emperor whispered, and looked at Emperor Huang and Hong Yan.

The two have basically recovered and are still transforming.

This proves that Ye Chen is still there. He must be nirvana in a certain corner. He is not only the sword that slaughtered the gods, but also inherited the belief of the people. At that time, she could win a generation of holy demons, and now he will be able to slaughter heaven.

Since Zitian didn't speak anymore, he continued to melt Heaven [天] Character.

Once, she was as persistent as the emperor. Now, there is only a puppet-like humble craving. Except for the eternal fairyland, there is nothing else in the world that can make her state of mind fluctuate.

In a simple dialogue, both were silent.

That day, you are fighting for life, this time it seems that you have become a close friend, and there is a kind of tacit agreement.

At the end, there are a lot of living supreme.

The junior Heavenly Emperor saw it, and bent over from afar, only heard the legend, or saw Venerable for the first time.

Once fought against the sky.

This ancient god, riding on the corpse mountain with the grief tempered by the sea of ​​blood, cannot be matched by future generations. It is really like a venerable **** of killing, coming from the Nine Nine, each of which is shocking. .

"God executor, don't come unharmed."

The newly resurrected heavenly court supreme, all gathered at the altar of the seal generation saint.

After an epoch, their words have calmed down a lot. There is no monstrous roar, no roar from Soul, everything is so plain, it should have gone through a life and death, and it has long been bearish, Returning now is just a continuation of the unfulfilled long-cherished wish of the previous life.

"Sentient beings are all ants." A generation of holy demons laughed.

And this line seems to be exclusive to him, no matter who comes, he will come out and take a stroll.

In his opinion, it is not a waste emperor class, it is no different from a ant.

This point, the emperors did not refute, and they were too lazy to refute, and they would fight against Tian in the future.

After a long stop, the emperors left.

A lot of mountains, more of them, all cross-legged, are enlightened, are fighting for the emperor's throne, I don't know whether it is defeat or victory in the past life, and now I want to fight again and again.

Little universe.

The snow is still falling. It was a thousand years, and the whole world was dyed to white.

Until a certain day, the falling blood flower becomes a ray of light.

It is the eternal light, such as the Ling Tian / rises skywards fairy rain, pouring into the world and nourishing the universe.

Everything returns to spring.

A new life is born, and this new life refers to more than everything, or Ye Chen.

This Nirvana took thousands of years.

And he eventually turned decay into magic, and created the legendary myth.

The vast earth, he reshapes the adult.

It’s still the ancient holy body, it’s the eternal real body, it’s more immortal than before going to bed, and the shining brilliance blooms on him; the breath of everything lingers on his side, as well as the universe and rules, which are all branded , Carved into the deepest part of his Soul, that is also the brand of this universe.

"Heavenly Way."

Ye Chen closed his eyes and murmured comfortably, breathing the breath of heaven and earth, consciousness fluttering, and wandering too empty.

Boom! Rumble!

Every time he takes a breath, Cang Yuan flashes and thunders, the earth buzzes, rivers roll over, winds scream, heavy rain pours, and everything collapses, with no signs of manifestation.

Or, everything in this universe moves because of him.

As long as he wants, only one thought can make the sea turn into a mulberry field; and only one thought can make the universe die.

This is heaven, heaven, and the master of everything.

At this point, Zhao Yun’s universe can also be done, but it will disturb the rules and the universe.

Compared to these, the heavens are an accident.

Tian Dao is there. There is a Tian Dao in the Tian Dao. The authority is divided and weakened. It can’t be destroyed by a single thought. In the final analysis, it is the sentiment between the sentient beings and the heavens.

"Have a wonderful feeling."

Ye Chen opened his eyes, and the eyes turned from chaos into eternity. The eternal transformation of thousands of years, eternity has been infinitely close to perfection, decaying the body, but magical Dao Yun, he is God, overlooking the world.

Unfortunately, there are no people alive in this world except him.

However, one day, it will evolve, perhaps mortal, or immortal, but no matter how strong it is, it is no more than his heavenly path, a certain power of domination, and it will disappear in a flash.

"New civilization."

Ye Chen smiled, stepped straight up, walked all the way to see, this is his universe.

In the walking room, DIvination Heaven [天] Character flew back and wrapped around its side.

I don’t know why, Heaven [天] Character is more cordial to him. Xu is that he has mixed the word “Dao”, maybe it’s made Heavenly Dao, no matter which kind it is, they are enough to have spirituality, like a group of lively children.

A pot of wine goes down, Ye Chen is set at the top of the mountain.

The rules have been listed, and they have suffered a lot, and they have become heavenly ways, and they are content to return to the heavens.

He has a way.

It is still the way of dreams. Nirvana for thousands of years is not only the magic of decay, but also thousands of years of enlightenment. In this field, I don’t know if he can catch up with the footsteps of Yaochi, but his enlightenment of dreams back to eternity, The qualitative transformation has also been attributed to Cheng Tian Dao, so far, he has a certain privilege.

[Author off-topic]: PS: I am very sorry, for some reason, the original new book was postponed until 8 pm.

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