Leisurely cultivating life

Time went back a dozen breaths ago.

On the other side connecting to the abyss, in an empty, dark and unknowable place, a person sat cross-legged, watching the battle above the abyss with his eyes indifferent.

Looking at his appearance, he is the same as the one who fought with Zhou Fan, but in front of him, an infinitely majestic idol is lying on the ground.

"The ultimate power..."

Between the opening and closing of that person's eyes, infinite mysticism flashed on a figure. In his eyes, that figure was like the end of the endless future.

He could see that on that figure, every ray of light contained tyrannical and invincible power.

With just a glimpse, he saw countless supernatural powers and secrets that he knew, and there were even those that he didn't know.

"Master, that Earth Abyss is about to be destroyed, that's..."

The idol looked at it for a long time, and couldn't help asking.

"It's okay."

The man smiled faintly, closed his eyelids, and began to steal the power of the figure in his eyes.

"Hoo~!"

As the man fell into silence, the idol raised its head, and its eyes as big as the sky reflected everything, in case someone damaged the master's merits. At the same time, in his induction, the master's body, Earth-shaking changes are taking place.

He has a great connection with the main venerable, and he can sense it very clearly. First, his aura fell back, as if he had been severely injured by some force, but immediately, the lowered aura was more like launching a more rapid offensive.

"This……"

The idol's eyes, which were as big as the sky, flashed a look of shock. It was astonishing that with the resurgence of the master's aura, a change from the inside out was taking place.

His extremely familiar breath is gradually changing, as if slowly but firmly changing towards another existence.

With the passage of time, although it was only a few breaths of time, it seemed that tens of millions of years had passed in the perception of the god.

"Hoo~breath~"

Shenxiang's mind was tense, and he felt that the master in front of him was becoming more and more terrifying and unfamiliar, and his aura was getting stronger all the time. A faint sense of uneasiness emerged in his heart.

"The end, this is the end..."

At this moment, the master was immersed in the boundless ocean-like rhyme of finality, countless mysteries of finality unfolded before his eyes, and seal scripts symbolizing finality circulated in his body.

He just felt that almost every moment he was stronger than the previous moment, and he didn't need to accumulate it over time, just in a short period of time, he felt a wave of indescribable power pouring into him.

With the infusion of power and the surge of power, the master's heart rippled for a while.

This ultimate power is so tyrannical, it is not without reason that Zhou Fan was invincible under the immortal way.

Compared with the way of self-cultivation, the difference between the ultimate way is so big.

As soon as the master thought of the way he cultivated... his own way... um...?Wait, where is my way?Where is my way? ? ! !

At this moment, the master woke up in shock, only heard a sigh, and then a silent voice exploded in his heart.

"Those who learn from me live, those who imitate me die!"

At this moment, the Lord's mind was shaken, and he felt infinite darkness rippling in his heart, radiating a scroll containing infinite mysteries.

The picture scroll was extremely dark, with only a little bit of starlight shining faintly.

That picture scroll is the way he cultivated, and there are only a few faint stars left at this moment.

At this moment, the coolness in the Lord's heart was as cold as the ice that lasted for billions of years. If his way is not there, is he still himself?

"Om~~~"

When the silent voice echoed, on the pitch-black scroll, streaks of purple-gold rays of light emerged from nothingness.

Between the intertwining of light and shadow, an endless heavy pressure froze his heart.

"Boom!!!"

And as an indescribably stalwart existence stepped out of it, there was a huge wave in the sea of ​​mind.

Immediately, a Taoist in black robe slowly emerged.

"Zhou! Fan!"

Looking at that figure, the master felt cold.

"The "Li Jing" is a surprise..."

Standing on the pitch-black scroll, Zhou Fan spoke calmly with an indifferent expression.

Hearing these words, the Lord roared furiously in his heart, from stealing people's way to losing his own way, he couldn't imagine all this at all.

For the current plan, there is only one way to go to the end.

"Boom!!!"

The heart moved at will, and above the pitch-black picture scroll, the power of the end was surging, intending to end Zhou Fan here.

"What's the end?"

Sensing the force oppressing him, Zhou Fan was a little surprised, then smiled.

Although the end seems to be his avenue, it also makes him invincible under the immortal way.

However, this does not mean that he has all the way.

"If you want to learn, I will teach you."

While the voice was floating, Zhou Fan stepped forward step by step, walking towards the master without any haste.

In that empty, dark and unknowable place, the idol was startled suddenly, and raised its head as huge as a world, feeling that this moment was so silent.

According to his intuition, it was like the calm before the storm.

"what!!!"

A few breaths passed, and suddenly, the master raised his head and let out a roar.

"Boom!!!"

Endless ripples rolled and spread in ten directions, and the mighty sound waves were like countless terrifying beasts trampling on them, splitting and collapsing time and space.

"Master!!"