At this moment, Yan Zhaoge is the focus of attention of the ancient Buddha and other Western Pure Land Buddhists.

"At this moment, we are under the influence of the butcher. Although we are suppressed by the butcher, you don't seem to hurt us?" Yan Zhaoge's tone is still steady.

He turned to Feng Yunsheng and said, "I'm not in good health because of the twelve GOD Devil array. I can't change my current situation."

"Brother Yang Daoxiong, Mr. Suo, peacock Daming Wang and Lu Yadao Jun, all of them, were fighting with all their strength in the past. When there were changes, they were also weakened and would not be further strengthened." Yan Zhaoge looks around and finally takes his eyes back to the ancient Buddha.

"But here, there are people who are different from them."

Yan Zhaoge's hands are connected with Nie Jingshen and Yu Ye on both sides. On the top of his head, there are two flowers gathering.

At the same time, chaos loomed in his eyes.

Over his head, a vague cloud of Qingyun appeared gradually.

Qingyun is indistinct and confused, just like a chaos. The marginal outline is indistinct, as if it is extremely small, and as if it is boundless.

With the Xuangong movement of Yan Zhao's song, the Qingyun on his head began to collapse towards the center and gradually became a Taoist.

The figure of the Taoist appears as if it is not there.

The surrounding clouds flow, forming a frame faintly. There are lots of Yingluo fragrant clouds.

The Taoist sits on the frame, with a Qingyun looming over his head. In the center of Qingyun, there is a gold lamp.

The lights flickered, and the chaotic air flow around kept rolling.

Yan Zhaoge raised his head and blew a breath at the Taoist and Qingyun golden lamp.

The figure of the Taoist suddenly collapses again, and Qingyun golden lantern converges towards the center.

Later, all the scenes disappeared, but the rest were hard to describe, to fathom.

Past, future, yin and Yang, cold and hot, fast and slow, up and down, before and after, always Everything no longer exists, only that, as if at the beginning, at the end.

Everything can start from it, everything can end from it.

Those who are present today are the best.

Thousands of avenues lead to the same end.

Although they have never seen the true appearance of Wuji Tianshu, most of them can barely see the change of the light and shadow image on Yan Zhaoge's head and feel the demonstration of his martial will.

To manifest the image of chaos is a picture of the beginning of man's learning of the infinite book of heaven.

It seems that there is no Taoist sitting in chaos, but it's the external scene of the jade Qing Taoism ancestor Yuan Dynasty.

The rumor came from the beginning of the practice.

Then came the Qingyun golden lantern and the Chenxiang frame, which were more specific and noble in the external image of Tianzun.

But that is not the real appearance of Yuanshi Tianzun, but the incarnation projection of Yuanshi Tianzun in other people's eyes.

Therefore, Wuji Tianshu continued to practice and climbed higher. At the end, it was due to the point of no beginning, no end, no front and no back. Only then did it approach the true appearance of Tianzun at the beginning.

The image of the jade qingdaozu, which symbolizes everything from nothing, is difficult to describe, to say, to guess and to imitate nothingness.

Yan Zhaoge's evolution at this moment has reached a great success, and it is not the last step to complete.

When the last point of Qingyun's collapse disappears and is hard to be seen by others, it's the time when Wuji Tianshu is truly successful.

If there is no special accident, people practice Wuji Tianshu to this point. With the combination of the later nine books and the complete integration of the first ten books, you can see the road of the first heaven revered Dao state, and climb on the Dao state, just like the first heaven revered again.

It's hard for others to see or speculate. It doesn't mean that they can't disappear. It's a mysterious realm that is neither living nor dying, nor having or not.

Yan Zhaoge's head is full of wonderful images, which clearly shows that he is only one step away from Wuji Tianshu.

"This should be the scene after the practice of Wuji Tianshu to the Tianxian of Da Luo......" The vision of the eternal emperor of Antarctica is complex: "the three Qing Dynasties are in the same practice. It's really strange that they are so strong."

"Wuji Tianshu has such high attainments. It should be a complete book! Is it really he who pushed it backwards? " Avalokitesvara is full of thoughts.

Immortal Taiyi frowned: "does he want to attack the Yuan Dynasty with this? At the beginning of the year, when he was high, he had no regrets. He came to Daluo with Wuji Tianshu. It's hard to change other roads behind him... "

This road is easy to be blocked by several Taoists, which makes the cultivators stuck in the level of Da Luo, and the road is hopeless.

Although Taiyi is black in the stomach, he is very optimistic about Yan Zhaoge's outstanding peers.

It's a tough road, but people like yanzhaoge shouldn't just stay in daruo!

"If you don't use Wuji Tianshu to get to Daojing, can you walk through the path of Sanqing Tongxiu?" Immortal Taiyi's heart was electrified and his eyes fell on Nie Jingshen and Yu Ye, who were sitting side by side with Yan Zhaoge.

Ancient Buddhas and others are also watching Yan Zhao song.

However, although the central Saha futu won't suppress them, they can't touch Yan Zhaoge, Yang Jian, Lu yadaojun and so on.

At this moment, all the Buddhas in the pure land of Western bliss can only gaze with their breath held.

Just like Yan Zhaoge and others just now, they can only see the pattern of the ancient Buddha's refining Blood Sea array in the burning lamp.

Now the ancient Buddhas and others can only watch Yan Zhaoge's progress.

Yan Zhaoge's head seems to have something, which is hard to describe. At this time, it spreads and spreads to Qingyun golden lamp, which is dark and vague.

"At the beginning of chaos, there is no end to Qingyun!" The mood of ancient Buddha, Avalokitesvara, Bodhisattva and others is complex.

The ancient Buddha looked down at the blood sea.

Although the blood sea continues to weaken, it is still not completely exhausted.

He is ready for the last wind.

However, it's hard to keep the peace of mind. Instead, I'm anxious and anxious. I just hope that the three of them, Amitabha, taishanglaojun and donghuangtaiyi in the array, will be faster and faster!

Yan Zhaoge raised his head, looked at the chaos on his head, and smiled: "today I see Sanqing, not Yuanshi."

He breathed a little. The chaos cloud on his head flew to the left and landed on the crystal plate of zhennie Jingshen.

Crystal plate disappears quickly and is digested by Qingyun.

Nie Jingshen's body moved slightly, as if he wanted to join the blood sea array again.

But after being covered by the chaos of the first limitless Qingyun, his body shape is again stable as before, sitting in place.

The dark golden sword light on Nie Jing's body is reduced, showing the baby's appearance of the primordial child. The chaos around him is more intense, echoing the chaos above his head.

He opened the mud pill palace and let out a gleam of light. Then the golden lamp of Qingyun fell slowly.

The more chaotic and limitless the image is, the dimmer the dark golden sword light is.

"I'm not good enough to mention even if I'm not good enough." Yan Zhaoge's voice is huge and ethereal: "so, the devil of Geng Jin, get out of here."