I was an immortal emperor in the Sui and Tang Dynasties

A huge force burst out from the palm of his hand, instantly destroying everything that Immortal Fu Yuan had.

"Fu Yuanxianweng, from today on, the karma between you and me is over."

Suddenly, a clear voice came from his ear, waking him up instantly. The voice was not unfamiliar, but it seemed like he had heard it somewhere before. When he knew that his consciousness was about to fade away, he remembered who the owner of the voice was.

"Emperor of Heaven! I see."

Fu Yuanxianweng finally figured out who the owner of the voice was. It was the supreme Heavenly Emperor. He instantly understood why he died. It was not because of the cause and effect between him and the Way of Heaven and his management of Duobao Pavilion.

It was because of the cause and effect between him and the Emperor of Heaven. Yang Guang wanted to transcend the Way of Heaven, and the cause and effect between him and the other party was either you or I would die.

The final result is naturally that one will die.

But until now, he still didn't understand why the person who attacked him was Motian Taoist.

"Motian Daoist, Emperor Tian, ​​you will not have a good ending."

A true spirit flew out from the unknown space and headed straight towards the Demon Sealed List.

Seeing this, Motian Daoist just shook his head. He didn't take the other party's words to heart. What if he wanted to retaliate? That would be 1,500 years later. By that time, Yang Guang would have transcended and wouldn't care about a little Fu Yuan Xian Weng.

Not to mention the benevolent corpse of a saint, even if the saint himself came, he would not be able to do anything to Yang Guang.

It doesn’t work now, let alone in the future.

"When the Emperor of Heaven controlled the Three Realms, he should have known this outcome. At that time, he should have resolved the cause and effect. Otherwise, there would not be today."

The Taoist Motian turned into a long rainbow and disappeared into the secret realm.

In the chaos, the saints gathered together, and various Dao essences entangled and collided with each other. For a time, there was a colorful scene, the sound of immortals was loud, and golden flowers fell. There was a dragon flying into the sky, or a phoenix reborn, or a blue lotus blooming, or a bright moon hanging high. There was a sound of nothingness, describing all kinds of mysteries of the heavenly way. There were strange phenomena appearing, interpreting the truth of the heavenly way.

If someone comes here and sees all the mysteries in the cave, his cultivation will surely improve greatly.

Unfortunately, this is where the saints reside, and not everyone can enter.

On the one hand, the saints confirm each other's great ways, and on the other hand, they also try to avoid being destroyed by other saints.

It seems like a group of people keeping each other warm.

Suddenly, Yuanshi Tianzun opened his wisdom eyes, and the strange phenomenon in the cave disappeared instantly. The whole cave was filled with a bit more solemn and murderous atmosphere.

"My good corpse was killed."

Tianzun looked unhappy, and there was a hint of murderous intent in his wise eyes.

Although the corpses of good and evil are independent, they are also the embodiment of the Great Dao. Once they are killed, one's own Great Dao will be incomplete, and one's own mind and nature will be incomplete. It is unknown how many years it will take to make up for these.

Especially now, when the killing calamity comes, even saints can hardly protect themselves. If you lose your good corpse, the consequences will be very fatal. If you are not careful, even you will suffer.

Moreover, the place where he was meditating was kept very secret. Even under such circumstances, he was still found by the other party, which shows how powerful he is.

"Who wants to kill me?"

Yuanshi Tianzun was feeling irritated, but unfortunately, at the moment the secrets of heaven were obscured and no one could deduce the trajectory of heaven's way. Unless one had transcended heaven's way, otherwise, one would be obsessed with killing.

The saints all showed worry on their faces. (End of this chapter)