A low and deep voice sounded in Liu Zhengyang's mind.

Although there are only eight words, when these eight words sounded in his mind, they seemed to contain the principle of heaven and earth, which added a lot of insights to his heart.

Then the pictures that appeared in the long river of human history began to drift before his eyes.

What a savage time when beasts fought.

There are countless monks cultivating, and all kinds of sects are blooming in an era.

Of course, the blowout of science and technology is indispensable, which has completely changed the era of human life.

Various eras passed by in a flash, like a white horse passing through a gap, seemingly passing by in a hurry, but also leaving a mark in this long history.

Liu Zhengyang's complicated mood suddenly calmed down, and he began to silently absorb everything in front of him.

Begin to experience all these changes silently.

The judgment of Daoyuan Realm is whether it can form a mark.

And such imprints are just a manifestation of Tao, but what is Tao really, and is the manifestation of props really Tao?

Liu Zhengyang had never thought about this issue before.

Everything in his practice seemed to come naturally, but he always felt that something was missing.

His strength is indeed tyrannical, but he always feels that he cannot fully exert it.

There is only one fundamental reason for such a problem, and that is that he is temporarily unable to appreciate the essence of cultivation.

In other words, the monks in the Yan Dynasty, including Qin Zheng, the Demon Emperor, who are so powerful, still don't know the answer!

It's not easy to figure out the answer.

And now Liu Zhengyang finally has such an opportunity, let him think, let him ponder!

The most important thing is the emergence of these civilizations that he saw in front of his eyes, rise, and finally die out, like reincarnation one after another, although it looked only fleeting, but when he began to comprehend.

He is like the person who appeared alive in that era.

This process is very long, so long that Liu Zhengyang himself has forgotten the time, and only endless insights are left.

And in the demon world.

Prince Su looked at Liu Zhengyang's burned corpse with only the skeleton left, and his brows could not help frowning.

Although Liu Zhengyang seems to be able to crush it with one kick now.

But the flame that made him dread was still burning.

"Is this guy a freak? The soul is so resistant to burning?"

Prince Su couldn't help but muttered, and then cautiously wanted to approach Liu Zhengyang and give him the final fatal blow.

But when he approached Liu Zhengyang's remaining jade-like skeleton, a sense of crisis suddenly came.

A lavender flame appeared in front of him.

It was the flames that seemed to be able to be blown out in one bite that sent chills down his spine.

This thing is not to be provoked!

Once touched, there is even danger of death!

Thinking of this Prince Su hurriedly left.

But the purple flame was unrelenting, it just gave off a wisp of purple aura, but it burned directly around Liu Zhengyang's body.

The sudden burning flame wrapped Liu Zhengyang's skeleton, and this also meant that if Prince Su was decisive enough, he might have almost destroyed Liu Zhengyang!

Of course, looking at the flaming purple flame in front of him, Prince Su was even more fortunate that he was not so reckless.

Just by perception, he can feel the breath that makes him horrified, how can this purple flame be a good match?

If you do it yourself, I am afraid that it will be the Heat upper body now!

"I don't believe it! How long can a bone rack burn!"

Prince Su snorted coldly, and then sat cross-legged directly opposite Liu Zhengyang's skeleton, waiting patiently.