Chapter five hundred and fifty second falling mortal
If the ancient emperor saw this scene here, he would sigh helplessly. Although Xuanhuang Fire is powerful, it is impossible to repair a broken Taoist body. If you want to do it, only Phoenix Fire can do it.
But Xuan Huanghuo had no thoughts, but burned his Taoist body under Chu Tianming's instructions.
At this time, the ignorance of the pure fire in Chu Tianming's life furnace also slowly floated out and joined the ranks of Xuanhuang Fire...
As time went by, the Taoist wheel floated out from Chu Tianming's Taoist platform again. His Taoist wheel was chaotic and was a gray circle, which contained the way of void that he realized.
After the Taoist wheel emerged, Chu Tianming's body trembled, and nine major aura sources rushed out of his Taoist body one after another, connected from head to tail, turning into a bond around him. With a "boom", the tenth qi source burst out, guiding the nine major aura sources to evolve into the qi source divine ring again, releasing a perfect aura.
At this time, Chu Tianming had the stars above his head, surrounded by the divine ring of Qi source, and above the Taoist body, the ignorance of the pure fire and the mysterious yellow fire were entangled and burning...
I don’t know how long it has passed, but his Taoist body under the flame suddenly appeared from drying out. However, as soon as this change appeared, an indescribable force was to transcend the rules, pointing on Chu Tianming’s head like a slender jade finger...
With this finger falling, everything Chu Tianming did turned into a bubble, and everything he put into a flowing water. With a "bang", the Xuanhuang Fire and the Pure Fire Ignorance dissipated in an instant, and the divine ring of the Qi source was suddenly blown to dim. Such power poured into Chu Tianming's Taoist body. Until the moment before the Taoist platform was about to be broken, the origin fairy text on the Taoist platform flashed, and the small seal appeared in real time, which ended the violent power.
However, in this moment, Chu Tianming's realm suddenly fell from the Condensation Wheel Realm to the Building Realm, losing the power of the entire realm.
Chu Tianming's face was bloodless, his brows were frowning tightly, but he continued to repeat this step without saying a word. At the critical moment, this force came again and knocked him down to another realm, from the Building Land to the Tuoti Realm...
However, the decline of the realm did not take away his Taoist wheel, nor did it break his Taoist platform.
In this way, as Chu Tianming continued to reshape, his realm was constantly destroyed.
The body expansion... the furnace... the source...
With a "bang", Chu Tianming fell out of the Qiyuan Realm and became a... mortal.
At this moment, he opened his eyes weakly and extremely tiredly. There was no disappointment or any annoyance in his eyes. Some were just calm like stagnant water.
"Mortal?" Chu Tianming's lips, without a trace of blood, raised slightly, and his eyes slowly fell on the black abyss of the dome. A slight fluctuation appeared in his dark eyes. "Mortals are right... If they don't become ordinary, how can they surpass ordinary?"
Wherever my thoughts come, the black coffin... slowly opens!
Losing the power of the black coffin, the destruction of the black abyss in the dome realm, the Daozhang instantly acted on Chu Tianming's body, and the small seal appeared instantly, drooping thousands of divine lights, covering him!
Even so, Chu Tianming was dragged into it by the Black Abyss of the Dome Realm and disappeared!
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Under the deep realm of the Black Stone Sea, a hint of ecstasy popped up in Xian Feng's golden eyes, "Die? Finally dead! OK! OK!"
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Inside the Black Abyss of the Dome Realm.
As the end point of the return of all paths, although the Black Abyss in the Dome Realm is manifested as a black hole, there is no trace of darkness inside it. In the Black Abyss in the Dome Realm, there are countless rivers of different colors, and these countless rivers have been gathering towards a white light spot in the distance. Here, no creature can look back, and the maximum turn of vision is nothing more than turning its head.
Suddenly, a gray spot of light appeared in the river. Among the spots was a figure with a transparent body. The figure was half empty and half solid, like a soul body, and like a cloud of smoke, as if it would dissipate by the wind. Three feet above his head, a small seal slowly floated, and the small seal drooped down thousands of divine lights and kept flowing onto his figure, forming a transparent foil of light that protected him.
This figure is naturally Chu Tianming.
Chu Tianming's eyes turned into chaos and turned his head to look at one of the rivers.
"Swish--"
He was dizzy, and the scene in front of him changed. He suddenly became an old man lying on the sickbed. The walls around him were covered with thatched roofs penetrated into the cold wind. The cold wind was biting, making his soul shudder.
The old man's life experience gradually poured into his mind like memories, and flashed past his eyes like a flash of light.
This old man is one of the countless beings in the world. He barely opened up two sources of energy when he was young. He lived a dull and hard life, and eventually died alone.
Then there was a rumbling sound outside the house, and a thunder suddenly rose. The pale light of light split the dark clouds and illuminated half of the night sky, and also illuminated half of the old man's face. The old man swallowed his last breath and finished.
At that moment, Chu Tianming was shocked to realize that he had swallowed his last breath and that his life was about to end.
The feeling of fatigue and sleepiness came like a tide, swallowing him directly. He felt that his eyelids were very heavy, so he slowly drooped.
When he closed his eyes, his qi source divine ring gradually became dim, and the mysterious yellow fire and the ignorance of pure fire slowly began to extinguish.
However, just as he was about to fall silent, a picture suddenly exploded in his mind like thunder piercing through the darkness. The picture was chaotic and hazy, and a pair of big hands vaguely touched the galaxy and brought countless stars into his palm...
In just a moment, the hazy scene seemed to come from the future. He stepped on the clanging iron cavalry and stepped heavily in his sea of consciousness. He suddenly woke up, and his whole body was shocked, and his sleepiness disappeared like a tide.
When he opened his eyes, his eyes fell into another river. "Hu—Hu—Hu——" and a howling wind immediately appeared in his ears. The picture suddenly changed in front of him, and he became an old Taoist wearing a purple gossip shirt.
The old Taoist steadied on the void, holding a purple cloud sword in his hand, and was surrounded by dark clouds with lightning, thunder and strong wind. There was a sacred mountain below the clouds. Countless disciples in the mountainous temple looked up at the sky with nervous expressions. The sound of the "President" came one after another, but the old Taoist focused on his mind, turned a blind eye, and firmly looked through the clouds and looked out of the world.
"Come on!" He held the Ziyun Sword tightly and shouted.
Chapter completed!