Prehistoric: My understanding defies heaven, I open up the kingdom of faith in God

The remaining eleven drops of blood, Teifang did not hesitate to integrate into himself. The twelve drops of blood, in the form of a formation, existed in Teifang's heart.

As Di Fang's heart beats, twelve drops of ancestral witch essence blood will continuously release traces of energy as the blood flows, flooding Di Fang's body.

While continuously strengthening Di Fang, Di Fang also gained a deeper understanding of the Twelve Laws.

Shen Xi emerged from Di Fang's body, golden light emerged like the scorching sun of the Heavenly Lord, and countless scriptures collided and intertwined continuously.

The strongest methods of the two systems constantly collide and intertwine, forming the most gorgeous fireworks.

[You practice the Immortal Martial Arts Sutra and the Immortal Martial Arts Sutra at the same time. You have understood: The Immortal Sutra of the Lord of Ten Thousand Daos! ! 】

The Immortal Sutra of the Lord of Ten Thousand Daos: The Supreme Body of Heaven and Earth cultivates the cultivation method. Dao and Dharma are not invaded. Tens of thousands of tribulations are unbearable. Even if you die, you will come back again after hundreds of millions of years. Heaven cannot bury you, earth cannot destroy you, and reincarnation cannot be reversed!

Ancient words appeared in Di Fang's body one by one. The patterns of the ancient Heavenly Lord and the divine inscriptions of the Great Dao were intertwined with endless Tao and Dharma imprints and entered every inch of Di Fang's flesh and blood.

Billions of celestial lights bloomed behind Di Fang, and chaotic visions emerged. Three thousand demon gods stood in a row, as if they had returned to the present from the distant past, traveling through the black and yellow heaven and earth, across the vast wilderness of the universe, and from those eons ago. Time returns.

The twelfth-grade Pure World White Lotus blooms with mysterious light in the emperor's soul, constantly condensing the emperor's soul, and terrifying phantoms appear in the emperor's soul, turning into terrifying avenues of divine patterns. .

Most of them are dull, and the most shining ones are the dozens of divine patterns, which represent the laws that the emperor has understood.

Each divine pattern can evolve into a terrifying demon god, including the demon god Pangu who represents the avenue of power, the demon god Yangbrow of the space avenue, the demon god Shichen who represents the avenue of time, and so on.

The combination of the visualization of gods and demons and the emperor's martial arts will has formed a new forbidden magical power, which is still in the process of being nurtured and is not truly perfect at the moment.

The golden sun was brilliant, intertwined with endless Tao and Dharma, and appeared on Di Fang's body. Endless innate spiritual energy poured into Di Fang's body.

Constantly tempering Di Fang's body.

The long river of time emerged, and Di Fang's eyes pierced through the eternity of time, intertwined with the supreme and bright divine light, and countless Taos hunted around Di Fang.

The immortal scriptures are beating, and the sacrificial voice that travels through time and space is transmitted from the distant future across time and space.

In that endless future, countless creatures are offering sacrifices and worshiping the emperor.

One after another, shadows appear on the long river of time.

Di Fang stood up, stepped into the long river of time, and looked at countless selves appearing on the long river of time at the same time.

That is the past self, the future self, and the present self. Every second has its own existence, representing its own footprints in the past.

Every second, a self appears on the river of time, representing the emperor's past self.

Real martial arts realm! ! The third realm after becoming an immortal.

Zhenwu: Everything in the universe, past, present, and future are all illusions. Infinite timelines and infinite dimensions merge into one, and become true!

Do not believe in the past, do not believe in the future, only believe in the present. This is the secret of the true martial arts realm!

"The Heavenly Lord is immortal, the true martial arts will last forever. I don't believe in the past and don't think about the future. I am the only true one in this world!!" Di Fang roared, his long black hair flying.

The robes rustled in the long river of time, endless time intertwined and spread, illusory figures, the past and future of Teifang were all condensed and integrated into Teifang's body.

All this will not end until the Emperor Fang is the only one who exists in the infinite timeline and infinite aloneness.

In the realm of true martial arts, everything is false, and I am the only one who is true! Everything is illusion, only he in this world is the real existence.

All the illusory shadows of the past and future have completely dissipated.

The only real martial artist in the world is a real person.

The aura on Di Fang's body surged, and he stepped from the realm of martial immortal to the realm of true martial arts, condensing the only true martial arts!

The long river of time disappeared, and Di Fang's eyes were as bright as the stars, with endless divine principles intertwined in his eyes. After condensing Zhenwu, infinite power was concentrated on Di Fang's body.

Everything belongs to Di Fang himself. He no longer exists in the past. He is the only one in this world.

To a certain extent, Teifang has eliminated one of its own weaknesses, and will not let the enemy come from the distant future and go against the long river of time to intercept and kill him in the past.

Di Fang absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth while stabilizing his own realm.

"The reason why we were able to break through so quickly this time is entirely because of the blood essence of the ancestral witch." Di Fang murmured. Twelve drops of the blood essence of the ancestral witch are still in Di Fang's heart.

As the emperor's heart beats, the blood of the ancestral witches will continue to provide huge and terrifying energy to the emperor, strengthening the emperor's body and strength all the time.

"Do you want to go back to the human race now?" Di Fang looked at the coast of the East China Sea, and then shook his head. There is no point in going back now. The most important thing is that the emperor can't preach in the human race now.

As for the reason, of course it is because of Lao Tzu, the leader of the Three Pure Ones. It seems that I am doing nothing, but in fact I am the one who wants the most face among the Three Pure Ones.

Lao Tzu's path to enlightenment was to preach in the human race. Before he preached, if the emperor had preached and deployed martial arts in the human race, the results could be imagined.

Don't say anything else. I don't care what others teach me. This is just bullshit. Whose hand will the Kongtong Seal, the most precious treasure of human luck, fall into? Although it is not born yet.

But the Kongtong Seal has always been in my hands. Logically speaking, even if it is not in the hands of the Holy Mother Nuwa, it should be in the hands of the human race itself.

But the Kongtong Seal has always been in my hands. This is the most precious treasure of the human race's luck, not something else, something that is born along with the human race's luck.

Moreover, I am a destined saint. Does the emperor want to interrupt my path to becoming a saint by preaching to the human race in advance? This is a big cause and effect that will never end.

After I became a saint, the emperor's preaching had no influence, but if he preached before he became a saint, he would be offending me.

Now the Three Purities are still one, and if you offend one, you offend all three.

The imagination of these three destined saints makes my scalp numb.

What is a destined saint? It is a being who is destined to become a saint. This is a destined saint.

No matter how you cut it off, he will still become a saint in the end. Although the path to enlightenment is different, he will eventually become a saint. This cannot change.

There is only one holy position that can be planned in the prehistoric era, and that is the old unlucky man Hongyun. Although he is the best old man in the prehistoric era, facts have proved that.

No matter in which world, good people never end well.

The same goes for Hongyun. He gave up his position and gave up two holy thrones. How could the two of them in the West repay such a huge cause and effect? Even if you sell Buddhism, you won’t be able to repay Hongyun’s cause and effect.

Here comes the question, in the ancient times, whose karma does not need to be paid back?

dead!

Di Fang is very clear that what he can do now is to preach in the Wu Clan and rely on the Wu Clan to improve his strength. Only with strength can he have the right to speak.

Even if the emperor returns to the human race now, it will not be of much use. First, he cannot preach, and second, there are no more resources to provide the emperor with training.

Just when the emperor was thinking.

From the sky, golden merit falls!

Ignoring Di Fang's presence in the main hall, a massive amount of merit was integrated into Di Fang's body, and a huge amount of merit gathered on Di Fang's body.

A hint of enlightenment arose in Di Fang's heart.