Unparalleled Emperor

"Is he a ancestor of our Tao?"

Dao Ling was amazed. His nephew looked at the past, as if he saw the edge of the universe. This is an old man with a robes carrying a sword. Although his figure is a little fuzzy, it is like a lamp that illuminates Tianyu, illuminating Dao Ling. A road.

The inner heart of Dao Ling trembled. He once encountered it. He was in the sea of ​​creation. Dao Ling met this old man in the sea of ​​creation. Is he an ancestor of the Tao?

Staring at the quaint swordsman he bears, Dao Ling muttered to himself: "The rumor, the Taoist has a secret technique, and the celestial knives are three knives. He seems to feel the shadow of Zhu Xian in him. Is this the creation of Zhu Xian? The ancestor of the Taoist ancestor?"

This is only the presumption of Dao Ling. The years of existence of the guardian are far from now, and it is too long. It can't be remembered until ancient times. After all, the origin of the protector originated from the previous ancient history.

"come on....."

The white-haired Taoist, waving his hand, exuding a secluded voice, spread throughout the universe, his voice has a magical power, so that the Tao Ling can not help but go up, stepping on a road, approaching the white-haired people.

All of this does not know whether it is illusory or true. Dao Ling came to the sea of ​​creation, like the first time he came to the sea of ​​creation, and appeared in front of the white-haired people.

Daling’s ceremony was full of excitement. He felt the boiling of the blood and felt that he was connected with the blood of this Taoist. Although the years changed, he buried a vein of the beggar, but his blood did not die!

Dao Ling is asking, wanting to understand his inner doubts, and wants to know the incidents of the bereaved ones.

However, his words did not receive a response. The white-haired people were always dull. They sat on the island and seemed to be separated from Dao Ling by two time and space.

Dao Ling reached out and wanted to touch. When his palm touched the white-haired person, the body of the Taoist glory, the light and the sky, the frontal bones emit horror fairy marks, this is the blood in his body boiling, build Into the traces of the road.

This day marks a ray of light that shines on the white-haired people.

From this moment on, he dispersed, and turned into time and light, floating in the stars, and even attached to the Tao.

The battle turned to the stars, the Kun Kun was reversed, and the years were reincarnation. Dao Ling seemed to stand before the ages and stood before the cosmic era.

Years are in the opposite direction, this is the tide of time, the horror to the extreme, a carelessness will be broken, but under the envelope of time and light, Dao Ling began to experience a magical journey.

"Time is going against the current, where am I going?"

Dao Ling has some trepidation. He doesn't know where the destination is. He drifts in the years and violates the power of the universe. But on this road, there is nothing to do, crossing one age after another, and dreaming back.

I don't know how long it has been.

Dao Ling saw a door, blazing splendor, brilliance and brilliance, and the vastness of the portal, intertwined with infinite fairy marks, he passed on the fairy sound, as if the unique universe of the universe, full of fairy martial arts, immortal atmosphere.

"This is Xianmen!"

Dao Ling was shocked and felt that this is the real fairy door, not like illusory!

Dao Ling stepped into the fairy door and heard a lot of voices in his ear, but Dao Ling couldn't understand it. This is a brand new language, very ancient.

"you guys..."

Dao Ling is awkward, and his heart is incredible. He doesn't know where he came.

In Xianmen, it is an independent small space. There are many strong people gathered here. Each air machine is strong and strong, basically it is the younger generation of Yingjie.

"Hey, how come more than one person?"

There are about a hundred people in the space, and the appearance of the Dao Ling makes them all surprised. However, these people are very enthusiastic and go up to meet the Tao Ling. Some people are even asking whether they are being chosen by Dao Zun and are selected.

Dao Ling squinted his head. He shook his head and couldn't understand the words of these people.

"Does this friend not know the general language?"

A bull-headed man ran up to avenue: "The old cow is just learning to traverse the entire Xinghai universe from Xianmen. I don't know how many years have passed, and there are always some places that are too remote. Our Tianniu family was also only a hundred years ago. Lingyun Daozun discovered that otherwise the old cows don’t know how big the universe is."

"Which year did I come to this time? Or is it that the Tianniu family is not the top ten super group?"

The inner vibration of Dao Ling, rushing to communicate with the Tauren, quickly grasping the lingua franca, and getting some conclusions, so that his heart is shocking.

This ancient history, the stars of the sea do not exist.

The appearance of the guardian's pulse, opening up the ancient road of the starry sky, combing the Xinghai, and traversing the major universes with the power of Xianmen, has the pattern of the stars and seas!

When I heard the Tauren say this, the young men and women gathered here are highly respected. This is a terrible prosperous life. If the non-guardians create the stars, the universe cannot have the current prosperity!

"Come to the last ancient history."

Dao Ling questioned, how could it be so terrible? He feels that he is real, not illusory, and even can talk to these people, and gradually understand the things here.

Every 100 years, the whole universe will hold the trial of Xianmen. After the 1981, it will finally enter the world of Xuanhuang. This is the universe of the whole universe. Many groups are proud to step into the world of Xuanhuang!

"This is the upper ancient history, the Xuanhuang big world, and the glory of the beggars!"

The Taolin is somewhat silent, but the next ancient history, the Xuanhuang group, even survival is a major problem.

"It’s coming soon. If you can be accepted as a disciple by Lingyun Road, this first pass is the dojo of Lingyun Daozun."

The Tauren's face is full of expectations, which makes the people around me laugh, they don't expect it, who doesn't want to worship the beggars and become a pro-disciple?

"I want to go under the door of Zhu Xiandao." Someone laughed and let the Tauren shake their heads, basically impossible.

Dao Ling has a feeling of dreaming. Following these people, he left the space of Xianmen and appeared in a vast expanse of stars.

In the center of the Xinghai, there is an ancient city standing inside. The insider is full of people, and it is the most prosperous ancient city here.

Dao Ling wandered around the city. He heard someone preaching. He looked at the past~www.wuxiaspot.com~ It was a terrible existence, sitting in the sea of ​​clouds, born with a natural phase, he explained to the endless life of the ancient city. Law, explain the magic.

A heavenly emperor, a powerful peerless, is even more terrible than a powerful god!

“Beginning, Lingyun Dao preached, the last time has been one year and three months.”

The ancient city monks are excited. They came here to listen. The younger generation hopes to go under the Lingyun Road, and the Xianmen trials will even be directed by Lingyun.

In the time of Dao Ling's understanding, now the various groups of the stars and seas, the various cultivation systems are not perfect, and the Taoist family has one and another Taoist temple in the dojo, preaching the world!

What a dismay, how terrible, the Taoist ninth and eighty-one Taoist priests, sitting in the town for eighty-one days, educating all beings!

(End of this chapter)