Tushanjun standing in front of the Tiantai looks like an immortal devil.

The red hair danced wildly and the avenue roared.

The three ancestral artifacts are fully manifested.

The Book of Life and Death blocks out the sun and the sky, and is filled with the aura of immortals. The roster is blown by an unknown wind, as if it can include the records of all living beings in the world, completely revealing its own power.

The Yin-Yang Seal turned into a jade plate in the sky; the Moon and the Sun completely merged into immortality, illuminating the past and the future, and even a vague long river could be seen across the deep void.

The river water spread to his feet and submerged the toes of Tu Shanjun, who had transformed into a war immortal.

The long black river reflects countless shadows.

"The long river of time!"

All the great masters exclaimed in amazement and looked at the Sky Master on the river in shock.

Tu Shanjun's deduction of yin and yang even reached the point of traveling through time and space, using himself as an anchor to make the legendary river come down.

Don't look at the black river so stable, there is only a shallow layer, like a shallow mirror. If it is an ordinary cultivator, I am afraid that when I step on this river, I will be swallowed up and lost in the turbulence. This is a great magical power that can kill countless people.

The Wheel of Reincarnation slowly emerged from the long river of time, hanging just below Tushan Jun's feet.

The powerful force of reincarnation combined with the long river of time can completely kill any living being. With the Book of Life and Death to locate and search, it can be said that everything in the world has a destiny.

The three ancestral artifacts of destiny are worthy of the true foundation of the underworld!

The fact that Tushan Jun could embark on the cycle of reincarnation, bear the yin and yang, and hang his head on life and death indeed shows that the situation was extremely dangerous.

The Soul Honoring Banner standing in the formation is like an infinite mountain that pierces through heaven and earth.

It continued to grow like a world tree, the hideous evil ghost roared and spit out the black sky, engulfing the universe, and the bottom pillar pierced through the domain barrier and stood upright in the vast cloudy sky.

The rampant soldiers and ghost generals stepped on the nine heavens, and the solemn and silent black armor tide was as vast as the sky.

The demon king holding the Emperor Bell stood proudly, with murderous aura overwhelming the sky, and his eyes of unparalleled intelligence stared at a huge threat...

The ancient beast king roared and looked straight at the sky.

A powerful fairy tower is located in the wilderness, and a fairy with weapons walks out, surrounded by hundreds of millions of soldiers and generals.

The powerful emperor reflected in time stepped on the Shentan and walked with the altar.

The blood rushed to the sky, and it was like the reincarnation of a barbarian god, tearing open the void and leading his soldiers to suppress the heaven. His sharp fangs spewed out mysterious breath, and the scorching fairy light dyed the sky blood red, plunging the earth into darkness.

Nine dragons roared, bells rang, the dragon-men fought against the sky, and stood at the border of heaven and abyss.

The vast imperial aura accompanied by pressure completely engulfed the desolation of the borderland. The ruthless soldiers were stained by the pressure and transformed into bloody dragon warriors, and long cries were heard amid the sound of war drums.

As the stars set in the night, all the heavens returned, and the imperial army lit up the distance like trees.

Different from this dreamlike sky, with a "clang" sound, the overwhelming darkness emerged, and the armored Demon King held a shield in his left hand and a halberd in his right hand.

Full of murderous intent, his power shakes the world.

This is the second most powerful spirit in Tushanjun's banner. It can even be said that if it weren't for the death of Emperor Yama, he would not have been able to end the battle so quickly.

"Ten Direction King!"

suck!

The evil spirit of the nine heavens and ten earths seemed to have disappeared by a small amount, only to condense into a figure.

Slowly the illusion turns into reality.

Wearing feathers and holding up a tripod, holding a white jade pillar that supports the sky. The chaotic immortal body of the great leader Xuanyu is like a bottomless pit. Finally, after a huge consumption, he stepped out of the dark sky that looked like a fairyland.

"Why do I feel that Great Patriarch Xuanyu didn't lose much cultivation?" An unknown ancient person asked this question, and everyone was amazed. It was true that Patriarch Hehuan didn't suffer any loss in his cultivation. Even the shattered Emperor Tian Bing was condensed in his hand.

“This…this…is too horrible!”

"I'm afraid that the current Yintian Cult Master can kill us all."

“…”

"With the combined power of two great religious leaders, five great clan ancestors, ten great magical powers, and hundreds of millions of rampant soldiers and ghost generals, he alone is a great force. Even the former Heavenly Emperor would be defeated."

"I think he can transcend time and space and destroy the Divine Court alone!"

"The main reason is that we are growing too fast."

"Whose back-up plan is this? Or is it a joint effort of the three founders of the religions...?"

To them, the rise of Tushanjun was just a blink of an eye.

They all said it was the Heavenly Emperor's back-up plan, because they saw the Heavenly Emperor's figure appear when he was transcending the tribulation. But if it was really the Heavenly Emperor's reincarnation, he should be more restrained and would not attract great supernatural powers so quickly.

This also means that it was most likely a joint effort of the three founders of the religions. One person was needed to resist the great terror so that they could observe the great terror from a closer distance. Only if they fully understood what the great terror was would they have a chance to get through it.

Moreover, it is said that this person was helped by the 'Yuan Sheng Holy Demon' in his early years.

“The Holy Spirit Demon…”

Everyone was silent for a while, as if they were unwilling to mention this name.

This person is too mysterious. It seems that he is everywhere, yet he is never seen. People always say that he comes from Taoism, but no one has ever really confirmed it.

A slightly low voice came from the void: "Daoyou, could this really be your work?"

"He came from the Eastern Wasteland, so he should be asking fellow Taoist." The long and leisurely avenue sounded.

"One Qi becomes Three Pure Ones, and the Three are originally one." The deep ancestor's voice slowly faded away, no longer asking questions but focusing on the rise of the great formation.

It is meaningless to explore who is the next mover now, because Tu Shanjun is not a chess piece at all. If he had not fallen into great terror, he would have been the great leader who came from behind.

Although everyone thought he was doomed to die, there was no chance of that happening.

It's not that there is no chance. After all, the Emperor of Heaven passed on the inheritance to him, and the Emperor of Heaven regained consciousness from the heavenly calamity after the great terror disappeared. This is enough to show that the Emperor of Heaven has a certain understanding of the great terror.

If he could withstand the great terror with the help of the Heavenly Emperor's inheritance, then he would be only half a step away from becoming an immortal.

Even if he didn't succeed in the end and was defeated, observing the Great Terror at such a close distance and trying to figure out the things left behind by the Emperor of Heaven and Tushan Jun would definitely make everyone have a better understanding of the Great Terror.

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Tushan Jun looked at the surface of the long river. There was a vast realm hidden inside, as if it was the reflection of a fairyland in the water.

He also saw Dun Yi asking for help, but he really had no way. The only inheritance left to him by the Emperor of Heaven was the combat method honed to the extreme and the overall control of his own magical powers, as well as the strangest four-word mantra: 'stay awake'.

That immortal article is just another interpretation of staying awake. It is useless to recite it.

"Stay awake." Tu Shanjun said softly.

Dun was stunned for a moment.

He thought Tu Shanjun was talking to him, but how could he stay awake? The plea for help in his eyes was slowly replaced by fear. He watched his arm completely disappear, as if he suddenly couldn't feel his hand. Suddenly, a confused look flashed across his face: "What was originally here?"

He forgot he had hands.

Or maybe he had no concept of his own hands.

Tu Shanjun suddenly turned around and looked at Dun Yidao: "Don't you remember that you have hands?"

"What is a hand?"

Dunyi yelled: "Nowadays, how can the world care about other things that have nothing to do with us? Great terror..."

Tu Shanjun still looked at Dun Yi steadily, and then looked at his own hands.

The body that had just been shattered returned to its full strength due to the filling of evil spirit.

But when he turned his head again, his sleeves were empty. There was no confusion or doubt in Tushan Jun's eyes, and he was still on high alert.

He didn't care why his sleeves were empty.

Still waiting for the upcoming battle and fight.

wait.

Waiting for the great terror.

"The Great Terror!"

Tu Shanjun asked quietly, he had pushed the Destiny Artifact to its limit, the fluttering Soul Banner completely replaced this world, but he was still looking for great terror.

He had clearly felt it just now, but now he couldn't find anything. His divine eyes turned around and searched: "Is it coming?"

This time it was Tushan Jun's turn to ask Dunyi.

Dunyi was also full of questions: "Is the Great Terror a hoax?"

Dun Yi looked at the ghost kings of the ten directions and the billions of heavenly generals who had all gathered together, and he fully exerted his magical powers.

However, the great terror they imagined did not seem to come. On the contrary, the two of them were wasting their magic power in vain. This made him wonder: "Then what are we doing here?"

"Wait for the great terror."

Dunyi asked again: "Is the great terror coming?"

"It looks like it's coming." Tu Shanjun looked across the formation at the people outside. After a comparison, he found that the two of them looked no different from the people outside the formation. However, there were still subtle differences. Therefore, he judged that the great terror was indeed coming, but he should be affected.

"So did you come or not?"

“Tathagata.”

"Here or not."

“Tathagata!”

Dun Yi stared at Tu Shanjun in a daze. He knew both words, but he couldn't understand why they were put together. Tu Shanjun kept repeating. He asked whether he came or not. The answer shouldn't be "coming" or "not coming". How could it become "still"? "Still" is not the answer that should exist for the question.

"Stay awake."

"How on earth do I stay awake?"

Dunyi took a deep breath and said loudly: "I am sober!"

Tu Shanjun shook his head slightly. This was the first time he faced such a strange situation. He didn't know what to do except to stay awake.

“How should I stay awake?”

Looking at the empty half of his body, Tu Shanjun didn't know how to stay awake.

late.

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