Leisurely cultivating life

Chapter 614
"The world has lost its color!"

Zhou Fan chanted softly, and his body was surrounded by an incomparably rich power of the Great Dao.

In an instant, Taoism penetrates time and space, and the color of the world changes.

All colors do not exist, time and space do not exist, ten thousand ways do not exist...

There seemed to be a majestic wind blowing past, and immediately, the copper bell that was rushing towards him was mottled at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if it had experienced ups and downs for hundreds of millions of years.

In a blink of an eye, it is as if spring has come and summer has gone, winter has gone and spring has come.

The Supreme Daojun, who was envoy of the bronze bell, raised his eyes, and his complexion suddenly changed.

I saw the sky high and the earth far away, the Kangcheng Mountains, the main city of Yanzhou, Zhongzhou, Zhongtian Great World... the heavens and the universe.

It's all gone.

The only thing left was a palm with a purple-gold light in his eyes.

As soon as he appeared, he occupied all his sight, and even the whole world.

Everything is possible, the moment this palm appears, everything is a foregone conclusion.

It is an iron law that cannot be changed.

And that palm was getting bigger and bigger in his eyes.

In the end, he could already see the tendons and bones in his palm.

In his eyes, every inch is like a huge galaxy that spans billions of miles.

Moreover, every moment, indescribably great changes are taking place.

Either for a moment, or for billions of years.

In his eyes, that palm was already immeasurably large, just a trace of lines, all shaped like a nine-day galaxy, covering infinite worlds as many as Hengsha.

Eternal time and space are but a speck of dust in the palm of your hand.

"The universe is big in the palm, the sun and the moon are as small as a dust!"

In his ears, the sound of Dao Yun sounded.

Boom! ! !
The huge and unfathomable pressure cap pressed down, as if ten thousand great worlds were superimposed and pressed down at the same time.

All the words in the world that describe strength are not enough to describe the tremendous pressure he is under at this moment.

He only felt a shock in his heart, and vaguely, he seemed to hear a cry, and then an incomparable coercion pressed his heart, and his body became frozen, completely without the slightest resistance.

Immediately, he fell into a state of boundless silence.

Take a different perspective.

In the eyes of the Supreme Daojun who envoys the silver-white treasure wheel, the bronze bell is full of mottled spots in just a blink of an eye, as if it has gone through endless years and has been decayed and ruined.

And that fellow, without the slightest resistance, was imprinted between the eyebrows with a palm.

Immediately, silence.

It was another breath of time, and a Supreme Daoist fell.

"how can that be?"

The only surviving Supreme Daojun was full of disbelief.

"Why is your Dao power so mellow?!"

The only surviving Supreme Daojun, Tuo Na's three fallen comrades, had vaguely sensed Zhou Fan's root.

But precisely because of this, there is a faint fear emerging in his heart.

Dao heart began to be unstable.

It's really Zhou Fan's original mellowness, which is simply shocking, rare in the universe, and that kind of extremely tyrannical oppression made his Dao heart almost collapse.

Boom! ! !
Once again, in the void, a rain of blood filled the sky.

Among the heavens, there is another big world, where the aura is violent, and I don't know how many lucky people who inherited the fate of this supreme Taoist monarch were born.

This time, in Yanzhou and even the surrounding states, many strong men looked at him with serious expressions.

This is already the fourth Daoist Lord who has fallen, especially the last three, all of whom have fallen are Supreme Daoist Lords.

The information contained in this is too terrifying.

To Dao Daojun, that is an existence second only to the realm of extreme dao.

Placed among the heavens, that is a figure like a giant.

But now, in this small Kangcheng Mountain Range, three Supreme Daoist Monarchs have fallen.

"Boy, after today, your Ning family will be free!"

In a large hall, a blood-red scimitar exudes bursts of bright red Taoism, protecting Ning Yun and Ning Luxi.

"Third Brother!"

Ning Luxi raised his head, tears flickered in his eyes.

Ning Yun's face darkened, and he said immediately: "Don't worry, that kid must have Zhou Daojun's means to protect him!"

"Now the situation outside is unknown, third brother can only protect you alone!"

"is it?"

When Ning Luxi heard the words, his eyes dimmed a lot.

Ning Yun sighed helplessly and said, "Let's go!"

As he spoke, he walked outside with Ning Luxi who had already smiled again.

……

The only surviving Supreme Daoist named Yuanchun Daojun practiced the "Taihuang Tongtian Treasure Book" handed down by Yue's descendants, and his attainments were the strongest among the four.

Therefore, the ability will not be defeated by Zhou Fan one by one like the three supreme Taoists just now.

But at this time, he also felt a shock.

"The origin of this son is really too strong!"

At this moment, he has retreated in his heart.

"This is another Yuchen Second!"

Using the silver-white treasure wheel, the power of the Great Dao poured in frantically, spreading endless moon-white clouds and mist.

The figure is hidden in it, and Daoist Yuan Chun hides his figure, and he has the heart to retreat.

On the other side, after killing a Supreme Daoist, Zhou Fan looked into the moon-white clouds.

Beheading five Dao Lords in a row, three of them the Supreme Dao Lord, Zhou Fan's power wasted a lot.

But that's all.

As a congenital divine venerable, Zhou Fan's tyrannical background is completely beyond imagination.

Although his practice time is not as long as those veteran Taoist monarchs, he has accumulated a lot.

And his own background has been digested one after another, especially the detached opportunity given by Lord Wu'an that he received from Xianqin Jiyuan. One of the three elements that fits.

Accumulated, the strength has already surpassed the realm of the extreme.

"Next, it's your turn! The Taoist brother hidden inside!"

Zhou Fan strolled leisurely into the moon-white clouds, like a hunter looking for prey, unscrupulous but extremely murderous.

Daojun Yuanchun, who was hiding in the depths, looked indifferent, and he had cultivated to the level of Daojun, and he was like a seasoned chess player. Under such circumstances, such words should fall on deaf ears.

"Don't bully me because I don't have a spirit treasure?"

With a wave of Zhou Fan's big sleeve, four ancient scriptures came out of the hole and separated into four directions.

Execute, trap, slaughter, and exterminate, the ancient scriptures changed, and the four final swords emerged from nothingness, forming a large formation that contained the final calamity of the universe.

Four vast sword lights shot up into the sky, trying to tear apart this moon-white cloud.

In fact, in just one breath, the moon-white cloud could no longer hold on.

"These four swords!"

Taoist Yuan Chun's expression sank, Zhou Fan's four final Yan swords are famous all over the world, how could he not know.

He also knew that Zhou Fan used the four final swords to kill a supreme being who occupied the ancestral line.

At this moment, the four sword lights blessed with endless killing energy cut towards the moon-white cloud, and the origin of the silver-white treasure wheel held in his palm also began to whine and vibrate.

(End of this chapter)