The West Pole Star Sea Master looked at his direct disciple who died tragically and his hands stained with blood, and was stunned.
"What happened?"
"You killed your disciple? Eat his flesh and blood?"
"How is this different from a ferocious beast?"
The West Pole Star Sea Master was at a loss, "How could I do this?"
"Black energy, is that black energy?"
The West Pole Star Sea Lord's consciousness briefly disappeared, and after reappearing, this scene appeared.
The Lord of the West Pole Star Sea announced to the outside world that his direct disciple died at the hands of a vicious beast when he went out for training.
At the same time, he tried his best to maintain his sanity.
An era passed without incident.
Two eras passed without incident.
And just when the West Pole Star Sea Lord breathed a sigh of relief, he thought it was an accident.
Consciousness disappeared again.
When he wakes up, he is eating his disciple's body.
"How could this happen?"
The so-called, there is only the first time, and countless times.
Since that day.
The Taoist heart of the West Pole Star Sea Master is like an ant crawling, eager for the flesh and blood of the monks, with a great desire...
Three eras are the limit of the West Pole Star Sea Lord's endurance.
This time, the Lord of the West Pole Star Sea summoned a named disciple.
He taught his way from ear to ear.
Kill him with one strike while he's not paying attention.
The body of the West Pole Star Sea Master was trembling, and his hands were trembling. He looked at the disciple's Taoist body close at hand, and felt hesitant, struggling, and entangled in his heart.
"If I...if I...do this, wouldn't I become a ferocious beast?"
"But...he is already dead, and the Tao body...is still there..."
"It smells so good... I'll just smell it, absolutely not!"
"Gudu, Gudu..."
"I'll take a lick and I won't eat it."
Bang, bang.
"What have I done?"
"I'm so damned good!"
In the beginning, the limit of endurance was the third era.
After eating several disciples, a Taoist heart becomes even more unbearable, and the interval shrinks to two eras.
Then, it became an era again, and new flesh and blood had to be enjoyed.
Until once every ten thousand years.
The strange black energy seemed to be poisonous, inducing him to transform into a ferocious beast step by step.
Until Taoist Xuanyuan walked out of the ruins.
Walked out without incident.
Every time the West Pole Star Sea Master finished eating his disciple, he would fall into boundless regret, guilt, and self-blame.
A voice burst out from the bottom of my heart.
"Guixu! There must be a solution in Guixu!"
The four people in the east, south, north, and middle, like the West Pole Sea Lord, fell into regret and self-blame.
At the same time, he wanted to go to Gui Ruins to find a way to save him.
Thus, there is the theory of Taoism in Hongmengzhongjihai.
The five Star Sea Lords entered Guixu from Zhongji.
After he walked out safely, he became famous and completely established his position as the Lord of the Five Star Seas.
West Pole Star Sea Star Palace.
Xichuan lay quietly in the main hall, recalling the past with his turbid eyes, and laughed at himself unconsciously, "Guixu... Guixu... Guixu is a scam..."
"Go back, go back, the final destination of Hongmeng creatures is to be buried in the ruins..."
No one knows what happened to the five Star Sea Lords after they entered Guixu.
After entering Guixu, instead of finding a way to rescue him, he actually enjoyed the blood food of the monks as he should.
"Ah! Ah!" Hysterical howls came from the hall.
Xi Chuan recalled the past, and after a few breaths without being replenished by blood and food, his sea of consciousness was almost exhausted, and he was in great pain.
at the same time.
Deep in the extreme sea in Hongmeng, a huge and simple Tao Mountain stands across Hongmeng.
The Hongmeng Five Extremes Sea Lord has certainly shocked Hongmeng.
But above that, there is Xuanyuan Dao Mountain, which suppresses the Five Seas.
Deep in Tao Mountain.
Countless chains, criss-crossing, bound a monk.
Countless rhyme chains are worn through the monk's 365 acupoints.
The monk's eyes were blood red, and a terrifying roar came from his throat.
Wow! The chains twist.
The Xuanyuan sharp blade hanging above his head slid slightly.
Tear!
Stabbed into the monk's neck.
Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock.
Blood dripped down the monk's neck, and his palm fell to the ground.
The blood redness in the monk's eyes faded.
Return to normal briefly.
The cloudy eyes, the body that was exhausted and withered, the dense scars on the back of the neck, the deepest part of which pierced the spine...
"Hongmeng...Hongmeng..."
The monk murmured unclearly, "I wonder how Hongmeng is doing now?"
The fall of Three Thousand Origin Dao has dealt a heavy blow to Hongmeng.
Xuanyuan inherited the ambition of Three Thousand Origin Dao and searched for Guixu, but what he found was despair.
Returning to Xuanyuan Dao Mountain, he did not hesitate to consume his original energy and tried his best to build such a cage.
The cage was completed, Xuanyuan chose to destroy the Dao Fruit, disperse the Dao Yun, and destroy the 365 major acupoints in order to make the cage strong and indestructible!
The source of Tao, the soul, and the vitality are extinct.
The reason why Xuanyuan has not fallen is because he is at the peak of the Origin Dao and has developed an eternal body.
Also, Xuanyuan didn't dare to close his eyes or die...
Xuanyuan couldn't imagine what Hongmeng would be like in the future.
"Xuan Yuan...why bother struggling?"
The strange black energy swirling around in the sea of consciousness actually made a sound.
"Allah, is it your blessing to have taken a fancy to your body? Don't you want to surpass the three thousand origins?"
"Ha! Hahaha!" Xuanyuan let out a deep laugh.
"I am nothing more than a broken body and a ruined Taoist foundation. How can I still be favored by 'Allah'? Hahaha..."
"Allah can repair the foundation for you, as long as you surrender completely..."
“Those who believe in God will see eternal life in the path of time and destiny.”
"Unfortunately, I only believe it."
"Three Thousand Origin Dao is my master, so what if I can't surpass it? So what if I surpass it?"
"Foolish creatures."
"Where is the Word? The Word in which you believe has already entered the service of God."
"The so-called Five-pole Star Sea Master is still unwilling to admit it for the sake of his pitiful self-esteem, but he doesn't know that he has already fallen."
Wow! Wow!
The sound of chains floating.
What Xuanyuan was most worried about happened.
The ferocious beasts in the ruins are not enough to destroy Hongmeng.
But the five Star Sea Lords were different. They had many disciples, abilities, and means, and they fell into Hongmeng.
Three Thousand Origin Dao fell, and Xuanyuan destroyed the Dao Foundation.
Once the five star sea lords degenerate into beasts, who in Hongmeng can resist?
Xuanyuan's heart was cold, his heart was cold, and Tao Xin, which had already been in despair, fell into despair again.
"Xuanyuan, the five sea masters have all surrendered to God, what are you still worried about? Reputation?"
"The long river of time and destiny is just a girl who can be painted by others. A drop of ink is enough to dye the water black."
"When the spirit beasts occupy Hongmeng, there will be no monks anymore. The spirit beasts are no longer aliens, the monks are."
"Xuan Yuan, you arranged this cage and sealed it yourself. I believe you must have left a way out. Tell me, how to break it?"
"Ha..." Xuanyuan smiled, his jagged teeth looking extremely twisted.
"If there is a way out, you would have already broken through the seal when you took possession of my mind. Why bother asking again?"
After Xuanyuan was invaded by the strange black energy, he predicted that he would no longer be himself in the future.
After setting up this sealed cage, Xuanyuan left no way out!
"Ignorant creatures, Hongmeng has long been reduced to a nest of spiritual beasts. What's the point of persisting?"
Wow!
Xuanyuan lowered his head and raised it slightly, pulling the chain and making a clattering sound. The sharp blade hanging above his head slightly pierced Xuanyuan's neck, and the almost dry blood dripped.
Xuanyuan's face was distorted, his teeth were broken, and his words were leaky. His voice was weak, but it was like roaring thunder.
"The Hongmeng is swaying, and my Taoist sun is prosperous."
