There are three ways of death, one is physical death, one is that relatives have forgotten, and the other is that sentient beings have forgotten you.

The dark demon has no power, the power of God is immeasurable, and in all the realms of the heavens, the name of Hehewei is left, as long as the hearts of all beings remember his name, the dark demon is immortal, and he can be reborn in nothingness and move toward recovery in destruction.

But at this moment, everyone has forgotten him, and forgotten the Dark Demon.

All the memories of the dark god are gone, and all beings have forgotten him.Only a few dozen people, the existence of the saint level, can keep the memory, can not be the law of cause and effect, completely erase the memory.

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At this moment, a saint fell.

Many of the saints are sad, and some rabbits are sad.

The great saint of the road coexists with the road, coexists with the heavens and the earth, coexists with all beings, coexists with the chaos, does not die, no one can kill the saint of the road... As long as the world reads my name, as long as the world is between heaven and earth, there is still a trace of me, as long as there is a causal line in heaven and earth, as long as there are traces of mine in the long river of destiny, I am immortal.

At this point, however, the Dark Lord fell!

All beings have forgotten the dark demon, forgotten all his total, and all traces have disappeared and no longer exist.

This does not exist, not after death, does not exist; but a monk who has never existed in the world!

“It’s a horrible existence!”

Wang Bin's heart is trembling, and he is afraid of the emperor.

The first saint of the road died under the power of the emperor.

To be precise, he died under his shadow.

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At this time, it seems that there is too much pressure, the murderous city can no longer bear, completely burst apart, the breath of the immortal emperor is completely extinguished and no longer exists.In other words, the murder city can only send a blow, after a blow, everything dissipates and goes away... enough to shake the ancient and modern times, and completely kill a saint on the road.

Oh, hey!

The sound of crisp noise came, and the city of the world's murderous city was completely broken, and one treasures inside flew out, turning into a stream of light, and scattered throughout the world.

“This is a cloudy stone, and it can forge a Chaos treasure!”

"This is the fruit of luck, after taking it, can improve their own luck!"

"This is the purple spirit, which can be used to break through the cultivation of the saint!"

“This is the sword of chaos, which can be used to fight!”

“At this time, a book of jade, which recorded the supreme practice!”

Immediately, many saints were stunned, rushed forward, fierce fighting broke out again, and the fighting broke out again.

Between Wang Bin's body flashing, he quickly collected various treasures, focusing on Hongmeng Purple, for him, everything is not as big as Hongmeng Purple.Quickly charged, just a few breaths, that is, there are two hundred honghong violet, as much as it was charged.

In addition, another book fell into his hands.

Just as he was about to collect other treasures, Wang Bin suddenly felt the breath of the saint of the road, not just one, at least three of the Avenue saints.

Brush!

Wang Bin turned into a stream of light and disappeared.

Just after a few breaths, the three Avenue saints descended, waved between them, and began to rob treasures.

Big fish eat small fish, small fish eat shrimp rice.

Since it is not as powerful as a person, you must be prepared to be robbed.

Soon, these heavenly saints, Taozu saints became glittering, and many treasures disappeared and fell into the hands of the saints of the road, all of whom were married.

. . .

After a few breaths, Wang Bin disappeared.

The next moment, in the other corner of the chaotic vortex, almost can not run.In the face of a boulevard saint, he can contend; he can face the three Avenue saints, but he is beaten to the end.

The buzz!

At this moment, the void trembled, three huge breaths, searching for his traces.

“Destiny is nothing!”

Wang Bin stimulated the secret, immediately the fate of the track, into nothing, into non-existence, everything seems to exist in general.The three breaths are inferring, and the result is a blank, a piece of nothingness, and the return of failure can only be withdrawn.

“I’m glad I ran fast, otherwise it would be a tragedy!”

Wang Bin breathed a sigh of relief, began to sort out the harvest, without the slightest hesitation, began to devour two hundred Hongmeng purple, immediately Hongmeng purple air like a chain, smelting into the body, into a part of the body, regardless of each other.

Or that at this moment, the purple air has disappeared, has been completely digested by him, and has become part of the energy of the body.

Just as the food is eaten, it is no longer food, but the energy of the body, and now condenses the purple gas of seven hundred hong, closer to the predetermined target!

Then, I opened the jade Jane, which recorded a practice, called the Nine Turns occult.

"Nine turns of the occult skills, for future generations to describe the practice created by the ancient road rhyme ... the road is invisible, the road is indistinguishable, this practice, there is no fixed line of practice, there is no fixed cultivation method, some are just cultivation ideas."In the eyes of ten thousand monks, there are ten thousand nine-turned octology!”

Jade Jane flashed, appeared a huge figure, can not see the face, only to see him into a golden body, standing in the endless chaos, like the incarnation of the road, the foot is the creation of green lotus, the top of the head is the creation of the jade dish, holding the sky in the hand,

At this moment, three thousand demons were besieged and attacked fiercely.

However, this majestic figure, waving an axe to cut and kill, a demon fell as much as it did, as if it were a dish.

The next moment, the jade is broken and turned into powder.

“That is so...”

Wang Bin seems to have some understanding.

Pangu is the road, the road is Pangu, and the people of the afterlife understand the rhyme of Pangu and create various exercises.

The so-called nine-turned occult is not left over from Pangu, but created by the twelve ancestors.

The scene of the Pangu battle in the memory of the twelve ancestors' witch base, the understanding of its rhyme, and created nine turns of occult skills.

In the same way, the power of the flood is to understand the rhyme of Pangu, and various kinds of things have been created that fit their own practice.

Hong Jun ginseng to understand the order of Pangu, created the "Purple Sui Sanctuary"; Luo Cong realized the change of Pangu heart and demonic changes, created the "Phenyuan Heart Magic Sutra"; Sanqing understood the Pangu Avenue mutilated rhyme, created the "Three Clear Canons", twelve ancestors, realized the will of Pangu to fight, and created the Nine Turns of occult.

In essence, Pangu is the road, and the practice he has created has been turned into a road, and only he can see it, and he can cultivate alone.Then the people come to understand its essence, the road understanding is different, the focus of cultivation is different, the direction of cultivation is different, and there are different creations, and the exercises created are different.

It is like a blind man touching an elephant, some saying that the elephant is a pillar, some say that the elephant is a wall, and some say that the elephant is a pillar.