This volume of era Daoist book is worthy of being the last chapter of truth Daoist book in the real world, which is too great for cultivation.

Ye Chen planned to continue to comprehend. At this time, with a buzzing sound, the blood moon light in the sky flickered, and any extraordinary figure came down.

These days, ye Chen practiced in this blood moon world.

"Master Ren, you are out of the customs."

Ye Chen looked at Ren Feifan and felt that his breath was not weak at all.

It seems that era daoshu is also a great gain for Ren Feifan.

"Didn't you realize the era of truth?"

Ren Feifan glanced at Ye Chen and frowned.

"No, the truth is too mysterious, and I can't see clearly. Huang Lao asked me to understand the era of martial arts, and my martial arts improved a lot."

Ye Chen said.

"It is precisely because of the mystery that I ask you to realize! Don't be afraid of the infinite truth, and further step forward with joy!"

Ren Feifan is carrying his hands and his tone is severe.

Ye Chen was dumbfounded.

Ren Feifan sighed, "well, maybe I'm too impatient. It's probably a good thing for you to start with the Wudao era first."

Ye Chen saw that there seemed to be another worry between Ren Feifan's eyebrows, so he asked, "elder Ren, what's the matter with you leaving the pass so quickly?"

Ren Feifan flicked his fingers, with a trace of gloom in his tone, and said, "yes, I calculated that there might be messengers coming to me."

Ye Chen was stunned: "what messenger?"

Ren Feifan said, "it should arrive soon. Wait."

He continued to carry his hands, his eyes deep, overlooking the distance of the blood moon world.

Ye Chen looked at Ren Feifan, and his mood was inexplicably nervous.

He and Ren Feifan waited quietly for less than half an hour, and suddenly saw a strange light in the distant sky.

This divine light, with strong authority, has a powerful momentum of the road, as if it contains the most perfect law in the world.

A huge book of Taoism, which was manifested in the divine light, floated four golden characters with iron paintings and silver hooks, which were the words "perfect world".

"The perfect world?

This... This is the miracles Ode to the world. Ye Chen looked at this volume of Taoist books, and his eyes immediately contracted.

There are nine chapters in the book of miracles praising the world. The first five chapters have been obtained by him, and the last four chapters are in wuwuwuspacetime.

At this moment, the Taoist books emerging in the distant sky exude a perfect breath. The roads are perfect and the truth is flawless. It seems to be the contents of the miracles Ode to the world.

The five volumes of Taoist books in Ye Chen's body, such as Tianwen, xiaoyaoyou, eclosion, mortal disaster, spring and autumn era, all resonate with the perfect Taoist book in the distance.

"Here comes the messenger of the wuwuwuspacetime truth society, the embodiment of the Tao book of the perfect world."

Ren Feifan saw the Taoist book, and his eyes were even darker.

Ye Chen's heart was pounding. Under the insight of heaven, he knew at once.

It is a fantasy world where miracles praise the world. There is no struggle, no killing, no desire, and all creatures coexist peacefully. There is no darkness in the universe. It is always bright, which can be called perfect.

The book of perfect Tao, which seems slow, is actually extremely fast, tearing the void and shooting.

When it came close, ye Chen saw that there was a person sitting on the book.

It was a man in a sky blue Taoist robe, holding a dust brush, his face was like a crown of jade, majestic, and there was a perfect breath all over his body, without any defects.

His breath is completely integrated with the Taoist book, and the volume of the perfect Taoist book is really too huge, as if it can contain mountains and rivers, so at the beginning, ye Chen did not see the existence of the Taoist robed man.

Now that he saw it, he was shocked.

The smell of the man in the Taoist robe is really perfect. He is full of rules, running like the track of heaven. It is not easy to walk around, and is full of the mysteries of the road.

"Sinner Ren extraordinary, you refuse to fly, blaspheme the truth, quickly kneel down and confess!"

The Taoist robed man's Royal Book flew, his eyes with a trace of coldness, stared at Ren Feifan, and suddenly shouted, his voice was like Hong Zhongda Lu, shocking people's souls.

Ye Chen was surprised to hear that the man was actually blaming Ren Feifan for refusing to fly up.

"It's my business that I don't soar. I'm afraid it has nothing to do with your excellency. What's wrong with me?"

Ren extraordinary's eyes calmed down.

"Bold! I am the messenger of the truth society, the incarnation of the Tao book of the perfect world, and I am called the perfect saint. I will act in accordance with heaven. Anyone who has reached the accomplishment should fly. If he insists on indulging in this world, it will only destroy the balance of the truth Road!

The man in Taoist robe calls himself the perfect saint, and his words are full of pride.

"You truth society, I'm afraid you are not qualified to represent the supreme truth Avenue."

Let extraordinary look still calm.

"Presumptuous! How many lives do you have if you dare to despise my truth society?"

When the perfect Saint heard Ren Feifan's words, he was immediately angry. With a wave of his palm, a world opened up out of thin air and hit Ren Feifan with his head.

This world is a perfect world. The sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers, and all kinds of creatures present a wonderful connotation of perfection.

This perfect world fell, it was a scorching sun and sky burst, and the momentum was fierce to the extreme.

When Ren Feifan saw the means of the perfect Mahatma, his eyes suddenly froze, and he also clapped out with one palm. Xi Huang Lei Yin magical power contained therein, and a violent thunder and lightning momentum swept out.