Master of Untold Daos: One thousand and sixty-one white hair

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On the border of the Dragon Emperor and Heaven, a true monarch guarding the border suddenly saw thousands of worlds in front of him constantly being pushed away.

That is a large formation large enough to envelop hundreds of worlds, slowly unfolding.

The true monarch rubbed his eyes, "Is this, Dao Zu Fu?"

"That's the direction where the Wuliangdao Zulong Che goes!"

"Floating Dao Ancestor, did you attack Wuliang Dao Ancestor?"

The true monarch did not dare to delay for a moment, and quickly reported the news to the Dao Ancestor of Long Huangtian.

This news is really breaking news!

The Floating Dao Ancestor is the Xiao Tianzun who has been famous for a long time, and the Immeasurable Dao Ancestor is the Xiao Tianzun who is setting off the sky!

One day ago.

There is always a full moon in the sky of the evil spirit sky without the sun.

And this is the realm of evil spirits, and only the head of the seven ghosts and gods is qualified to live in the realm of evil spirits.

A blue full moon hangs in the sky, and the moonlight shines through the dead branches next to a dry well.

The ghost with two crooked moon scars under the corner of his eyes sat on the dry well, quietly looking at the Rakshasa who was walking towards him.

Raksha, dressed in black armor, walked behind the ghost brake and sat on the dry well as well.

Guisha asked: "Is everything ready?"

Raksha nodded, "I can do it tomorrow."

Guisha nodded, "This is immeasurable, it is impossible to stay. If he leaves the customs, the entire heavens will never have peace!"

Raksha smiled and said: "So what, after tomorrow, he can only break his soul and not reincarnate!"

Guisha looked back at Rakshasa, and then said: "The reaction of Emperor Sickle was too abnormal after encountering Boundless last time. I'm going to warn him, other things, you arrange it."

After the ghost brake, his body turned into a cloud of ghost smoke, and he has disappeared.

Raksha sat on the spot, looking up at the sky, but after a while, the white-haired ghost came from a distance, and asked with a sly smile: "The ghost is gone?"

Raksha nodded, and then asked: "Shisha, are you sure this is an infinite strategy?"

The white-haired ghost nodded, and then said: "Wuliang is now five hundred years old, and I knew him when he was less than a hundred years old. No one knows Wuliang better than I."

"He is a man who never does things that are uncertain."

White-haired ghost

Walking up to Rakshasa, he said, "Raksha, it's time to make a decision."

Raksha glared at the gray-haired ghost and shouted angrily: "Do you know what this decision will bring?"

The gray-haired ghost raised his head and laughed wildly, his waist bent back, "A person who is alive has everything, and if he dies, there is nothing!"

Raksha slapped on the dry well under his ass, his eyes kept changing, and finally he nodded and said: "I will take you."

Raksha stretched out his hand, grabbed the gray-haired ghost, and jumped into the well, submerged in the mist in the well.

Falling continuously from the well, as if there is no end, Rakshasa paused with both feet, and then accelerated his descent instantly. After flying down for a full hour, Rakshasa settled on a solid ground, and he relaxed. Open your hand and place the gray-haired ghost on the ground.

The white-haired ghost stepped on the ground and looked at the only thing on the ground, which was a black mirror.

One side can swallow Daozu's mirror!

One side can see the mirror of the future!

On the mirror there is only one sentence: a Taoist ancestor, a future.

Raksha looked at the white-haired ghost next to him, as if a monkey head saw a peach with joy, he danced forward with an obsessive smile at the corner of his mouth, "So this is the mirror!"

Raksha reminded: "You have to think clearly, this mirror, even the Taoist ancestor, has no power to fight back in front of it!"

The white-haired ghost turned his head and said with a disdainful gaze: "So, you are still too courageous. No wonder you can't even become a Tianzun with this kind of guts, and a trash like a ghost, it is impossible to become a Tianzun for a lifetime. !"

The white-haired ghost cursed: "The position of heaven is reserved for those who have the courage to kill the king!"

The white-haired ghost turned his head forward, and there was a line three feet in front of him, which was three feet away from the mirror.

Crossing this line, even Dao ancestors will be sucked into it instantly and disappeared.

The white-haired ghost held his head forward and said while moving forward: "It only swallows Dao Ancestor, which means that it won't swallow me who is just the true monarch."

After he finished speaking, he crossed the line without any hesitation.

Raksha looked at the white-haired ghost who had stepped on that line, and was shocked by the nameless in his heart. No wonder this person only spent a tenth of his time learning how to shoot the coffin.

With such a person who is not afraid of life and death, he is simply not comparable.

I am not as good as him.

The white-haired ghost continued to move forward and said as he walked: "It does not swallow Tianzun, which means that its power is not as good as Tianzun."

"The power is not as good as Tianzun, and it does not swallow the true monarch. There can be only one explanation."

The white-haired ghost stretched out his hand and held the black mirror, "This is a third-order authority, a third-order supreme authority!"

"And I am a true monarch, and I am about to break through Dao Ancestor, so I can absorb this kind of authority and become Dao Ancestor!"

After the white-haired ghost said, the black mirror suddenly turned into a puddle of molten iron, immersed in his skin, followed his body, and gradually enveloped him.

Raksha looked at this scene in a frightening manner. He could feel that the white-haired ghost was breaking through the realm of Dao Ancestor.

The white-haired ghost guessed right.

Raksha stared at the white-haired ghost closely, and couldn't help thinking that a kind of authority that no one controlled could swallow Dao ancestors at will, so what about someone controlling it?

It's still under the control of such a heroic ghost!

I'm afraid, once he successfully breaks through, he will be Xiao Tianzun!

Raksha can feel that this world is no longer the same.

The Immeasurable Taoist ancestor is less than five hundred years old, where is this moment five hundred years old?

It's another man, who just broke through, is the hero of Xiao Tianzun!

The black molten iron covers all the white-haired ghosts, like a black sculpture solidified in the front.

Raksha sat down in front of the white-haired ghost and waited quietly. Three hours passed quickly.

The statue moved suddenly, and the black sculpture split into gaps, and the black fragments fell like blood scabs, and the white-haired ghost opened his closed eyes.

He smiled, strode up, walked past Rakshasa, and said, "Go, Raksha, the fanatic should do what the fanatic should do."

Raksha got up and followed behind the white-haired ghost. He didn't feel the aura of Dao Ancestor, but he felt a more terrifying aura, which was the aura of a natural enemy.

"Yes, Shisha!"

The two go together, with the white-haired ghost in front and Rakshasa behind, like a follower.

Not long after, the two jumped out of the dry well, and the white-haired ghost smiled and said, "I'm going to see my old friend again. This time, I have to bring him some gifts."

"After all, those who come from afar without gifts are not friends!"