Master of Untold Daos

Little Black swims in the river, and before finally coming to the waterfall, it swims toward the top of the waterfall, going backwards.

The splash slapped against him, causing the scales on his body to fall off.

Xiaobai traveled through the thorny bushes, leaving a bloody trail.

Time has grown long at this moment.

Little black scales are falling, and it's getting harder and harder to move forward.

Over Little White's body, there was a bloody wound.

But it's nothing, they want to change with the statement, and they're already part of the statement. Or they are part of the stated path.

Three hours later, the little black that had fallen all over the scales, finally broke through that black portal, and it crossed this mysterious portal, which was the carp's body, and turned into a faucet at this moment of passing.

Black dragon head, powerful and unmatched.

Dragons are the Lord of heaven.

Little Black crossed this portal and turned into a ten-year-old black dragon, black dragon traveling in the sky, dragon power array, dragon roaring wild, cloudy rain.

Just the next moment, Little White swims through the white portal, the next time he crosses the portal, Little White is changing, a powerful tiger head appears, then a powerful tiger body.

Tiger is king of the world.

At the top of little white's head, there's a black thread.

The white tiger whizzed, the wind rolled, and the earth cracked.

Complete the transformed little black and white, leap into the Qi of the Ten Thousand Paths and adhere to the stated side.

Surrendering dragons and tigers is the heavens and the earth, the Eight Desolates and the Six Universes, only I am the sole honor.

This is the Path of Manifesto, and the Path of Manifesto is one understanding.

He is the father-in-law of all the ways, and all the ways are joined together, and that is His way.

Chen Ming was immersed in the atmosphere of Wandao, boiling blood, running like a great river.

Chen Ming is also transforming, all his powers of immortality, all kinds of different powers of immortality, seems to be changing, changing into a kind of immortality.

He had all sorts of powers in his body, but at this moment, all of his powers were changing into one.

Ancestor Changsheng looked at Ming with some astonishment, “Surely, he is not like me, he has a big secret on him! His change, unusual, this person, does not seem to belong in this world at all. ”

Chen Ming was confused, suddenly he felt that there was a divine light coming down, and then, in front of him, a picture appeared, on an ice field, with 3,000 bronze columns, on bronze columns, with 3,000 white bones.

2998, to be exact.

On the first column, and on the last column, the bodies were not decayed.

Chen Ming looked at the first one, the woman he had seen in the mirror, over her body, with eighty-one nails, and nailed her to death on this mysterious bronze column.

Blood clotted on the bronze column, Chen reached out and wanted to touch, but only one layer of blood scab was touched.

Chen Ming walked to the last bronze column, in endless wind and snow, a woman's body was nailed to the bronze column by eighty-one nails. This woman was already dead. Although she was different from the first one, she made Chen Ming feel the same place.

From the woman's body, a drop of blood dripped on his forehead, stated his hand, cut his arm apart, took a drop of blood, mixed with the blood on the top of his head, two drops of blood blended together, no difference.

Chen Ming looked around and 3,000 bodies and white bones swayed in the snow. At this moment, he suddenly felt extremely cold.

He looked at the bronze column in front of him, and he could see that the drop of blood was dripping from a woman's finger, and what kind of blood, in a place like this, had not yet dripped?

What does this have to do with who you are?

Chen Ming looked at the woman's hand, as you can see, the woman wrote a line of words on the bronze column with her finger: there is no hope of the gods dusk in this life, the next life, if there is an afterlife, be sure to bear it...

Before Chen Ming walked to the bronze column next to him, on the bronze column, there was also a line of words left behind by that corpse: there is no hope for the gods in this life to be dusk, to be born, to be borne...

Chen Ming walked past a bronze column and wrote in blood a sentence: "There is no hope for the gods in this life. In the next life, be sure to bear it..."

Chen Ming walked through thousands of pieces, all with such a sentence on them. Chen suddenly felt so bored, he had a breath, he couldn't hold out.

Before he walked to the first corpse, he suddenly understood what it was, it was anger.

Once again, the scene in front of her changed, leaving only one bronze column in her eyes. Among the countless divine lights, the first woman was tied to a bronze column. In her eyes, some were just angry and unhappy, without any fear.

Later, a bronze nail fell and stabbed her in the stomach, nailing her to the bronze column.

Then a bronze nail flew out of a divine light, falling over the woman's left arm, blood flowing across, blue blood flowing through the ground.

Infinite Divine Light Dance, as if it were a carnival, as if it were a mass demon dance!

A bronze nail fell and nailed the woman to death on the bronze column. The woman's head finally lifted and her mouth overflowed with a bite of blood. Then she yelled: "The gods have more seeds! ”

The next moment, a bronze nail did not enter her mouth, her eyes were lost, her head dropped helplessly...

As fateful as fate was, her eyes fell on Chen, her gray, godless eyes staring at Chen, and she asked: "Did you see that? ”

Then she whispered: “Perhaps I failed, but at least I opened a door, hahahahahahahahahahahaha...”

The next bronze nail, completely sealed the woman's mouth, she reached out and wrote on the bronze column: There is no hope of the gods dusk in this life, in the next life, be sure not to lose...

Everything retreated like a tide, stating that he could no longer see anything anymore, he opened his eyes, before him, Wandao Tianbamboo fell, and then turned into an umbrella, on the umbrella, with an ancient word, opening with four large words: the unlimited sutra.

Chang Ming's mind moved and the scriptures disappeared, leaving only this umbrella.

This is his magic treasure, an umbrella, his lifeblood treasure.

Chen Ming looked at this umbrella and could see the inscription: Heavenly Dao Immobilizer. Millions of Taoists.

Zhen Zheng grabbed the umbrella handle, he didn't want to explore the umbrella now, the usefulness of his lifestyle treasure, his thoughts, still stayed on that ice field, on that 3,000 bronze columns, on that unsolicited phrase.

Who exactly am I?

I'm just one of 3,000...

Chen Ming thought about it for a long time. He thought about Miss System, "Is that you? Miss System? ”

Miss System didn't respond.

Chen Ming was stunned for three days, his eyes were a little gray. Even if Chen Lingyu called him, he couldn't wake up. Chen Lingyu was a little scared.

Three days later, Zhen Ming got up and smiled and said, “I'm Zhen Ming. ”