In the troubled times of the ten directions, the Martial Saint in the world!

Between Chen Xiu's brows, the dark golden pupils burst out with endless brilliance.

At this moment, what he sees between his eyes is a different kind of scenery.

Among the misty clouds, there seems to be a majestic god living in the vastness of chaos, as if sleeping.

A pair of invisible hands, like heaven and earth, fiddle with everything in the world, entangled in endless lines of cause and effect.

The line of cause and effect, which represents disaster, poverty, and poverty, is difficult to get within three inches of Ye Aotian's body.

The lines of cause and effect, which represent auspiciousness, wishful thinking, surviving a catastrophe, becoming auspicious in the event of a disaster, and turning disaster into good luck, are sprinkled on him one after another.

"So that's it. The so-called destiny is nothing more than the mercy of the heavens." Chen Xiu sneered.

He looked down at Ye Aotian, and said softly: "Chen Wu, let's fight!!!"

what? ?

The formation of the trapped dragon, hasn't started yet?
Ye Aotian's pupils shrank suddenly.

He raised his head abruptly, and what caught his eyes was the simple and long-standing tortoise shell of Tianji.

Well, it turned out to be the legendary ancient divine weapon——Luo Shu!
Chen Wu stepped into nothingness, with gossip flowing in the palm of his hand, and his deep voice echoed between the circles: "Xiu, injury, life, death, scene, Du, shock. Open!!"

A void-like yin and yang disk emerged, completely covering Ye Aotian, and the Eight Directions Heavenly Gate fell!

boom! !

Between the bones of Ye Aotian's body, there was an incomparably low and roaring sound, which seemed to be suppressed by a mountain.

The earth cracked, raising endless dust!

In his eyes, there was a bit of ruthlessness: "I want to use the technique of manipulating eight sects to activate the formation of trapped dragons and seal off my destiny! Dreaming!!"

The pitch-black Senluo sword in the palm of the hand instantly bloomed with thousands of patterns, which seemed to be cracked! !

With one of Ye Aotian's hands, the heavy sword will be transformed into a strong bow.

Chen Xiu gently raised his hand and said softly, "Get up!!"

The low and desolate sound of Guqin sounded.

The Soul Requiem Qin, buried in the dust, burst out with a sad and desolate sound.

In Ye Aotian's ears, there seemed to be a howling sound like a ghost.

With a sudden sound, a bit of bright red slipped from his ears!

At this moment, Chen Xiu formed the Buddhist seal with one hand, and his five fingers fell down!
Between his eyes, there seemed to be rivers and waves, and his face became calm and lonely.

No sorrow, no joy, no desire, no pursuit, quiet and peaceful, it seems that all thoughts are empty! !

The power of the vast primordial spirit burst out.

Chen Xiu murmured softly: "Emptiness is form, and form is emptiness! There is no form, no fixedness, immeasurable and infinite, and all five aggregates are empty!"

Colorless, immeasurable, imprinted!
The monstrous primordial spirit turned into a seal of nothingness, suppressed it, and swept up an invisible wave.

puff-

Ye Aotian struggled and knelt down on the ground, his seven orifices sprayed red and blood overflowed everywhere.

Thousands of exquisite mechanisms turned into a fierce bow, but the palm trembled when it was held.

He, how does he know, I'm not good at dealing with the power of the primordial spirit!
Ye Aotian's expression is very ugly.

"I have investigated your information! Do you know how many things I have prepared and how long have I been planning to kill me?" Chen Xiu faced Ye Aotian with a ruthless smile! !
you--

Ye Aotian's heart was full of endless anger, and he roared: "When are you worthy of looking at me from above? What are you, worthy of talking nonsense in front of me? I am a time traveler, the son of destiny—"

Boom!

At this moment, a fantastic arc flashed across his side.

The flickering Jiuyou Thunder Saber faced his head and slashed it down! !

The earth was instantly cut open with a single knife, forming a deep ravine!

When Chen Xiu raised the knife and dropped it, Ye Aotian's huge head flew up in the dust.

Amber's face instantly became dead silent.

Chen Xiu slashed his knife slightly, looked at the bloodless corpse, and looked into the distance.

Ye Aotian struggled to stand up, twisted his neck slightly, wiped away the blood from his eyes and nasal cavity, and grinned: "Did I say that? I am the son of destiny, you can't kill me no matter what! !"

The palm of his hand is a simple and incomparable puppet, exquisite and lifelike! !

"The celestial puppets of the Mohists in ancient Shu were god-level existences! They could block many fatal wounds!! Do you know what this game means? It means that I can make many mistakes, but you can only One mistake!! And as long as I have the protection of destiny, theoretically, this thing can protect me twenty or thirty times!!" Ye Aotian's eyes were full of killing intent.

Chen Xiu sneered, and said lightly: "So what? Now you are in the formation of trapped dragons!!"

Ye Aotian's face instantly went crazy: "Kill you, I will break out of the formation!!"

At this moment, there are stars twinkling on the sky, and the glow is scattered!
Chen Wu raised his hands, pointed to the sky with one hand, and pointed to the ground with the other, and said sharply: "Nine stars of Tianmen, gossip on the terrain, get up!"

The huge yin and yang disks condensed, one for the sky and one for the earth.

In the sky, there are stars shining in nine directions, like a shining sun, attracted by thousands of stars;
Those on the ground have the changes of yin and yang and five elements, which have evolved into Tai Chi and gossip!

Ye Aotian's heart trembled suddenly!
Unexpectedly, the three major yin and yang disks of heaven, earth and man, combined with the ancient magic weapon Luoshu, are used to open the real formation of trapped dragons! !
"rise!"

The deep words drifted among the strong winds.

When the three dials are turned, Luo Shu blooms with divine light! !

Ye Aotian trembled violently.

He only felt that at that moment just now, his heart seemed to stop beating.

It was as if something had been taken away from him! !

In Chen Xiu's eyes, what he saw was the lines of cause and effect that represented good omens, no matter how difficult it was to touch Ye Aotian.

Like an umbrella in the rain.

His palm slowly opened.

The bloody eyes that had been brewing for a long time suddenly opened.

The blood glow fell, shining on Ye Aotian.

The low and painful, desperate and frenzied roar echoed throughout the world.

Thousands of ghosts howled, as if falling into Shura purgatory!
In a trance, Ye Aotian seemed to see one after another ferocious and terrifying faces.

And, a crazy face that seems to be in the flames of hell, with empty eyes, only trickling blood.

Those curse words made him shudder! !
"As expected of the ancient curse of wronged souls!" Even Chen Xiu raised his eyebrows slightly.

The power of these blood-colored eyes surpassed his imagination!

At this time Ye Aotian, there is no thread of cause and effect in his body.

Whether it is good luck or bad luck, it all dissipates.

This means that the current him can be beheaded! !

"No, it's impossible!!!" Ye Aotian couldn't help exclaiming.

In his eyes, there was endless fear and uneasiness.

That feeling of always being his guardian and protecting him is gone! !
The feeling of being able to do everything with ease and everything goes smoothly is gone! !

"Ye Aotian, your destiny has been sealed. How much chance do you have of winning?" the deep words sounded.

The Nine Nether Thunder Knife in Chen Xiu's hand was glowing with lightning, his eyes seemed to be glass, and his whole body seemed to be haunted by the principles of heaven and earth at this moment!

Now is the real battle of life and death! !