The starting point is 900 million. What’s wrong if I drag it a little bit?

"Is this the origin of Tao?!"

Leng Qingsong looked at everything in front of him in astonishment, and he had some more impressions of this palace in his mind.

This was once the place where Taoist ancestors preached, and it was also the place where all Taoism began!

Leng Qingsong walked to the cloud bed blankly and looked back at the entire hall, as if he was the Taoist ancestor, as if he was preaching to all living beings!

Countless laws and rhymes worship in front of him, and countless avenues are revealed in front of him, leaving him to choose.

What a great scene and what a mighty power!

An inexplicable voice urged him to sit on the cloud bed. As long as Leng Qingsong is willing, Leng Qingsong can become the master of this palace!

He will also become the new Dao Ancestor!

Leng Qingsong's eyes were bewildered by the ultimate beauty of Three Thousand Avenues, and his body uncontrollably sat down on the cloud bed.

When Leng Qingsong was about to sit on the cloud bed, Leng Qingsong's body froze there.

Leng Qingsong slowly stretched his hand to the hilt of the sword on his back and said in a cold voice: "A mere Taoist ancestor wants to repay my brother? Get out!"

The scroll word fell, the sword light lit up, and the ultimate sword light struck the entire palace from above the main hall.

Under this sword light, the three thousand avenues were turned into clouds and mud, and they all gave way. The palace gate was smashed into pieces, and the sword energy rushed into chaos.

The sword energy slammed into the chaos, and the chaos in front of him began to change. A black hair stretched out from the chaos, and its head fell in front of Leng Qingsong.

It was the heaven and earth held up by Ouyang, a trace among the three thousand breezes.

Give Leng Qingsong in front of you the direction of home!

"Brother! It's brother!" Leng Qingsong, who was standing with a sword, turned into a surprise, and without thinking, he turned into a stream of light and rushed towards the direction guided by Qingsi.

With Qingsi's guidance, Leng Qingsong was extremely sure of the direction of heaven and earth this time, and he held the sword in his hand tighter and tighter.

I have already prepared myself:

Blame heaven and earth!

The green hair was as thin as long hair, but it was clearly visible in Leng Qingsong's eyes, and he followed the green hair into the chaos.

The palace behind him, which drove the great monks of the whole world to madness thousands of years ago, was like garbage at this moment, being left behind by Leng Qingsong.

A faint sigh sounded in the chaos, as if he was happy or complaining.

Sure enough, the cub was not his own, and he was not close to him. Even if he wanted to give up his position, he was unwilling to do so.

Leng Qingsong, who was holding the sword in one hand, felt his heart beat faster the more he flew forward.

Nervous, excited, wronged, angry, scared.

I don't know how I feel when I face the world in front of me.

I was nervous whether Qingsi could return to heaven and earth with me.

Excited that I finally found my way home.

I feel sorry for being thrown into chaos by my brother for so many years.

Angry that this world would criticize my brother so harshly!

I'm afraid that when I return to that world, my brother will be gone!

All kinds of emotions filled Leng Qingsong's heart.

The mixed feelings are more like a jar of spices.

When the light from that side of the world lit up in front of Leng Qingsong, Leng Qingsong felt as if his heart was about to stop.

Looking at the world from a distance, this world is so majestic to any living being, but to me now, it is so small.

When Leng Qingsong came to the barrier of heaven and earth, Leng Qingsong stopped.

He is now extremely anxious to confirm where his brother is, and extremely anxious to question anyone.

But the closer he gets to the world, the more Leng Qingsong can feel the attraction of this world to him.

Revered as Father God by the demons.

Respected by the human race as the best immortal in the world.

But now, I have been set up by Hu Yun, and I have an inexplicable relationship with the demon clan.

Hu Yun used Chang Xiaoyue as a tactic at the beginning just to change Leng Qingsong's fate, but now it has become a constraint that prevents Leng Qingsong from wielding his sword against this world.

This world seems to be looking at me with my brother's eyes.

If his brother is really gone, can he really take action against this world? !

Everything I have comes from the great love of heaven and earth. If I take action against heaven and earth, I will not be able to use any power at all!

At this moment, Leng Qingsong finally realized that whether it was his master or his brother, the way he had understood was designed to prevent him from taking action against the world in front of him!

It can only be used as the sword of heaven and earth to protect this world!

At this time, Leng Qingsong felt what despair was!

What does it mean to be calculated!

In the hands of his master and brother, he has almost reached the pinnacle of existence in the world, but such an achievement means that he will never be able to save them!

Leng Qingsong looked at the world in front of him with tears streaming down his face, not daring to take a step forward.

He was afraid, afraid that if he really stepped into the world, he would forget his brother!

As long as he stands outside the chaos, can he still remember his brother?

Leng Qingsong, who was not good at words, became the king of strong words this time.

Cursing the world in front of him crazily, cursing everyone in the world crazily.

Threatening heaven and earth, threatening all living things between heaven and earth!

It only took a few minutes to go from cursing to kneeling outside heaven and earth and begging.

Leng Qingsong kowtowed desperately, hoping that heaven and earth would let his brother live. He, Leng Qingsong, died for his brother without frowning.

The unparalleled long sword was thrown aside by Leng Qingsong, like a piece of broken copper and iron.

Who is the strongest swordsman in the world? Who is the best in the world?

At this moment, Leng Qingsong became a joke.

The number one person in the world who can't even save his family can only beg for help outside the world, which makes people feel sick.

Chaos was silent, and any sound Leng Qingsong made was drowned in the chaos.

Like a theater covered with red cloth after the curtain call.

Even though Leng Qingsong's performance was brilliant, there was no one in front of the stage, without any audience.

Leng Qingsong looked at the world in front of him blankly, and suddenly the subtle sound of the river sounded in his ears!

"That's right! The long river of time! I have to go into the long river of time to find my former brother!"

Leng Qingsong's eyes lit up, as if he had found his backbone again, his body was replaced by strong laws, and he disappeared outside the world.

In the rushing river of time, Leng Qingsong, dressed in black, stumbled and searched randomly, trying to find the green shirt in this huge and wide river of time.

But what made Leng Qingsong collapse again was that he had searched through his timeline, but could not find his brother.

When he first arrived, Leng Qingsong saw that his timeline was tied to two other timelines.

"No, no, brother, where is brother!" Leng Qingsong searched desperately for it over and over again.

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Leng Qingsong saw a dog.

That was Bai Feiyu dressed in white.

At this time, Bai Feiyu is the Lord of God.

Like a dog, lying on the ground crying.