Sunset skeleton tired tower!

The nine layers are white, and the world is famous, but no one knows that this is the afterglow of the setting sun, which once reflected the sky and made the abyss tremble.

"Sunset!"

Zhou Dao roared, his deep eyes glowed with a violent luster, and the dark arcs all over his body flashed suddenly.

On the mottled walls, the skeletons that had long since turned into rubble seemed to come alive.

One after another rune flashed.

One after another light emerged.

There seemed to be a torrent around Zhou Dao, who gathered against the chaos and gathered together the ancient chant.

In a trance, the sun sets in Cangshan, and the last splendor between heaven and earth is very moving.

"After sunset, there will be endless nights, and one day, we will leap into the sky again."

The words of the ancestors are like a brand, engraved in the torrent of the years, even if the history is buried, even if the world does not know it, the voice is still earth-shattering, echoing on the side of Zhou Dao's soul.

"Curse Sun Seal!" Zhou Dao growled.

At this moment, the darkest arc of light around him seems to have sublimated to the extreme, like a solar eclipse, covered in darkness, with light inside.

rumbling

Zhou Dao gradually floated up, suspended in the void, and the dark arc light spread like ripples, layer upon layer, and almost merged with the brilliance of the setting sun, covering the Great Ancestor Lingling Pagoda.

"what is that?"

Inside the Xuantian Temple, Wang Fanchen let out a startled roar, his eyes widened, and he looked into the distance into the sky.

In the beam of light soaring into the sky, a dark arc of light suddenly appeared, like a big star breaking through the sky, actually suppressing the surging golden light.

"Anomalous!"

Xuantian Guanzhu's brows trembled in shock, and an incredible luster flashed in his turbid eyes.

"The Great Ancestor of the Darkest Arc also showed this vision back then."

The first-generation patriarch of Xuantian Temple was an orphan of the Great Zhou royal family.

So far, there is still a picture of Taizu's law enshrined in the ancestral hall of Xuantian Temple.

It was painted with the most unknown dharma image of Taizu, dressed in a dark arc, lording over the abyss.

At this moment, when Xuantian Guanzhu saw the vision of the Taizu Lingta, he immediately thought of that picture.

He raised his brows and his expression became more and more solemn.

"Master, the thirteenth prince entered the Taizu Lingta, and the Taizu actually reproduced"

If Wang Fanchen moved, he couldn't help but said.

"Be careful!"

The old Taoist shook his head and interrupted.

"In the affairs of the royal family, words will bring disaster, don't talk rashly."

"I understand."

There was a flash of enlightenment in Wang Fanchen's eyes, and he nodded immediately.

Beijing, Jiangnan Courtyard.

The fifth prince looked gloomy and looked coldly at the direction of the Great Ancestor Spirit Pagoda.

As a Taoist powerhouse, he naturally felt the vision that suddenly appeared, the darkest arc of light, which was fleeting, but he did not escape his eyes.

"Thirteenth brother, I didn't expect you to have a climate at such a young age."

The eyes of the fifth prince were like a cold lake, terribly cold.

Originally, how could a doll like the Thirteenth Prince get into the eyes of his brothers.

However, from the moment he entered the shrine, the youngest prince began to look different.

Today's opening ceremony is the first important event in life for the prince.

This is a demonstration of royal orthodoxy, but also the beginning of transformation.

However, as soon as the opening ceremony began, a vision manifested, which made the Fifth Prince's heart no longer able to calm down.

That little guy who only has cultivation realm cultivation makes him, a Taoist realm powerhouse, unable to ignore it.

"That's not a vision caused by the emperor's heir."

Right at this moment, a sullen voice sounded slowly.

The fifth prince's heart moved slightly and looked sideways.

The young Daoist Liyang walked slowly.

"senior!"

The fifth prince bowed, and for this unparalleled master two thousand years ago, he had to put down the air of the prince, just like an ordinary person, and the courtesy was added.

"Little Thirteen's opening ceremony is not him, who else can cause the vision of the Great Ancestor Spirit Pagoda?" The fifth prince was a little puzzled.

"His guardian!"

"Prince Yuan!?" The face of the fifth prince changed suddenly, showing an unbelievable look.

He suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction of the Grand Ancestor Ling Pagoda, feeling unbelievable.

The Great Ancestor Spirit Pagoda has always only been sensitive to the royal bloodline.

Moreover, once the Great Ancestor Spirit Pagoda is opened, the strong Taoist will be like a mortal. Even if Zhou Dao enters the tower and saves less power, it is impossible to cause a vision.

"Senior," the fifth prince said suspiciously.

"This vein is really scary." Liyang Taoist sighed softly.

"This vein!?" The fifth prince's heart moved slightly.

"You're out!"

Daoist Liyang's face was not turbulent, but he looked sideways.

Under the moonlight, a figure walked out slowly, and it was Jin Wushuang of the Black Heaven Sect.

"Huh!?" The fifth prince was shocked.

After not seeing him for many days, Jin Wushuang seemed to have changed his personality, and he could not feel the slightest breath from the other party.

"After all, he is a great enemy." Daoist Liyang whispered, but his calm tone had a hint of playfulness.

"I see."

Jin Wushuang's eyes didn't show the slightest emotion, he looked in the direction of the Great Ancestor Ling Pagoda, turned and stepped into the shadows.

Imperial Palace, Diaolong Courtyard.

Inside the Great Ancestor Spirit Pagoda, Zhou Dao's cursed sun seal was finally completed, until the dark arc spread all over every corner, and even penetrated into the void.

The golden ripples surged like a tide, covered by the darkest arc of light.

The third emperor's talisman was shaken, the divine light was restrained, and the power of assimilation finally faded from the body of the Thirteenth Prince.

Layers of golden light films poured out from the inside of the Third Emperor Talisman, and were continuously plated on the surface of the Thirteenth Prince's body. In a flash, it was absorbed by his flesh and blood.

Gradually, the thirteenth prince's breathing became long and leisurely, like mountains and rivers spitting up, as if the rivers and seas were accepting new, natural and primitive, and harmonious.

"Dedicated and gentle, like a baby returning to Yuan!" Zhou Dao's eyes condensed.

At this moment, the thirteen princes seem to have returned to their mother's body. This state seems to be born innately, separated from the mortal fetus, and the blood in the body begins to madly transform, turning into a dank golden color.

"True Qi!" Zhou Dao couldn't help but be moved.

Cultivation in the real world requires worshipping immortals, communicating with nameless people, and transforming the blood energy in the body into the real soul.

But at this moment, the Thirteenth Prince seems to have taken a different path.

The essence of his life has changed, as if reincarnated and reborn again.

This reborn "baby" is the real life from the moment it falls into this world.

"The road left by Taizu!"

Zhou Dao looked solemn and couldn't help but look at the mysterious Third Emperor Talisman.

There is a saying in the Taoist book that heaven and man live in immortal land and are born from innate.

In ancient legends, heaven and man are not born from eggs, but are conceived by heaven and earth. From the moment of birth, they have magical powers and do not need to practice.

At this moment, the "rebirth" of the Thirteenth Prince resembled the way of heaven and man.

Landing is the real world, not worshiping immortals and Buddhas.

Zhou Dao observed the various changes of the Thirteenth Prince, and his heart suddenly became enlightened, as if a door had opened in front of him.

All kinds of shackles on the road of practice were immediately lifted, and a new world appeared in front of him.

At this moment, immeasurable light appeared three feet above his head.

In a trance, it seemed that Taizu passed the Dharma to him through the Thirteenth Prince.

Zhou Dao's heart was moved, and he subconsciously raised his hand and touched the ethereal Third Emperor Talisman.

rumbling

The moment Zhou Dao touched the Emperor Talisman of the Third World, everything around him suddenly fell into boundless darkness.

As soon as his body loosened, he lost his support in an instant, and kept falling, and countless lights and shadows flickered in front of him.

I don't know how long it took, the feeling of falling gradually dissipated, and a bright road appeared in front of me.

At the end of the road, an old man appeared.

The old man was emaciated and was about to die. He was wearing a shabby cloak and leaning on a broken wooden pole. It was like the sunset that fell from the west, as if he would come to the end of his life at any time.

"Who?" Zhou Dao whispered.

The withered old man didn't seem to hear it. At the end of the road, light and shadow were intertwined.

The old man was walking aimlessly on the barren land, leaning on crutches and dragging his heavy steps.

Mountains and mountains, seas and rivers, clouds and mists are like obstacles, the road he has walked on is extremely difficult, as if every step is consuming the few lives.

Even so, the old man kept walking.

Finally, there was one, and he stopped in front of an endless swamp.

Under the worn-out cloak, the old man pushed the brim of his hat, his dark eyes looked into the distance, his thin body was shaky and seemed to fall down at any time.

"Tsk tsk, you're almost at the end of your life, why come from humiliation?"

Suddenly, a cold sneer came from the endless swamp, revealing a deep banter.

"Oh, when you're old, there's always something to do."

The old man coughed twice, leaning on a wooden pole, his hoarse voice responded to the ridicule from the swamp.

"You've done enough things in your life, you'll leave it for today."

At this moment, a terrifying aura rose into the sky from the endless swamp.

In an instant, the sky and the earth changed color, the light of the sun and the moon was hidden, and the big hand shattered the void all the time, and the terrifying power turned the world upside down, and the mountains and rivers seemed to be transpiring.

"Cough cough" The old man coughed lightly and stood on the spot, as if he could no longer move.

At the moment when the big hand that covered the sky fell, the light in the sky reappeared, and the hidden sun and moon jumped into the sky.

A terrifying coercion crushed the big hand to pieces, the inner body collapsed, and screams suddenly erupted from the depths of the swamp.

"Emperor Qin!"

The roar of pain resounded through the eight wastes.

Suddenly, the sound came to an abrupt end, and a scarlet blood mist emerged from the depths of the endless swamp, filling people's hearts, and then there was no movement.

"You actually obliterated it according to cause and effect!?"

The sneering voice just now resounded again, but at this moment, the voice did not ridicule at all, but it was full of deep anger and shock.

"Oh, I'm too old to be noisy." The old man shook his head weakly.

As he spoke, his cloudy eyes looked at the endless swamp.

"Who else wants to scream twice?"

silence!

silence!

The endless swamp is like a pool of stagnant water, and it seems that there is no more movement.

Emperor Qin is old and may be about to die, but at this moment he is more terrifying than ever, he is the best in the world.

"what do you want?"

After a while, the icy voice sounded again, coming from the depths of the endless swamp.

"Bone of the setting sun!"

Under the shabby cloak, the withered old man whispered.

"impossible!"

A violent sound erupted like thunder.

The old man asked, only to hear a scream, and a thick blood mist spread out from the depths of the endless swamp.

"What did he just say?" The old man shook his head, looking a little dejected: "As I get older, my ears are not working anymore."

"Emperor Qin, don't deceive people too much."

The icy voice suppressed the surging rage.

"The years are ruthless, and I have reached the age where I can touch porcelain." The old man sighed.

"If you don't hand it over, you will pay more."

As he spoke, the old man threw the wooden stick in his hand towards the endless swamp.

In an instant, heaven and earth were like a great mourning, and a wave of destruction spread across the universe.

The old man stepped into the depths of the swamp.

"My mother!"

At this moment, the shape of the dying old man seemed to disappear.

His breath is incomparably full, vast and boundless, connected to the sky, and then to the ground, like grass, sand, and stones, like the sun, moon, and stars.

At that time, he was like transforming heaven and earth, and heaven and earth were like transforming him. There is me in you, and you in me. It is not false or empty, and there is no god, devil, fairy, or Buddha.

Such a realm seems to be out of the truth and out of the rules.

rumbling

At the end of the light and shadow, countless skeletons flew out of the western swamp and gathered together.

The old man who was about to die sat cross-legged into meditation, and a tall tower rose up behind him.

"Taizu Lingta!"

"Great Qin Taizu!?"

Zhou Dao's expression was moved, and he was shouting that name over and over again in his heart.

This is Taizu's later years. He once entered the Western Great Swamp to retrieve the bones of the ancestors of the Sunset Sect.

rumbling

The light and shadow were shattered, and the Taizu Lingta in front of him came alive.

Suddenly, a heavy chain surging sound suddenly sounded.

Zhou Dao followed the guidance of the Third Emperor Talisman, and continued to go deeper, and finally reached the deepest part of the Great Ancestor Spirit Pagoda.

This is a forbidden place that no one has ever set foot on since the Taizu Ling Pagoda was built.

Even the bloodline of the royal family in the past dynasties has never reached this forbidden area.

This is the highest level of the Great Ancestor Spirit Pagoda.

In the chaotic space, black blood filled the air, and a strange aura filled every inch of the space.

The chains made of bronze were engraved with ancient Daomen runes, and they passed through the eerie shadow like a dragon.

"This is"

Zhou Dao stopped, Hunyuan's mana was completely restored, and in the flesh and blood, the curse of the sun was running to the extreme, and the dark arc suddenly propped up, resonating with the Great Ancestor Spirit Pagoda, and just resisted the invasion of the strange aura.

Zhou Dao was all too familiar with this kind of atmosphere, he had seen it in the central tomb.

A quick glance, the enemy of the setting sun.

"Yuanzu!?" Zhou Dao looked alert, and looked at the thing that was sealed by chains in disbelief.

It was a vertebra, like a real dragon entrenched, bathed in black blood, and the aura emanating from it had the same origin and origin as Yuanzu.

"The Curse of the Sun!? The descendant of the setting sun, you are here."

Suddenly, a strange voice resounded in Zhou Dao's mind.

The vertebra seemed to be alive, and the joints stretched and made a "creaky" sound!