tkworld Chapter three hundred and eighty-fifth: Beyond the thoughts, the aggrieved plateau consciousness!
Chapter three hundred and eighty-fifth: Beyond the thoughts, the aggrieved plateau consciousness!
At the same time, the plateau ancestral land of the strange group, the earth, is cold and barren.
The war on the plateau continues and never stops.
The time and space there appears to be completely static to the outside world, which is extremely strange.
Two indescribable existences confrontation between existence and non-existence, and the game goes beyond concepts, time and space, and years.
It seems that if two statues transcend the heavens of all ages and exist above the real heavens, all kinds of inconceivables are gathered together, and it is difficult to fathom.
Even the Supreme Being can't see anything, it's too blurry, only the fog that can't be seen clearly and the extreme nine-pointed chakra!
Only after a long time, will the two completely different substances in the confrontation show subtle changes.
Every time, the Nine-Angled Wheel of God advances slightly, crushing the boundless and vast fog.
This means that the Heavenly Emperor has always had the upper hand in the uninterrupted battle.
The plateau consciousness represented by the mist is falling below, retreating steadily, and showing a tendency to be lost.
But all this is not known to the outside world at all.
Or, no one can know.
Even the original mother river, which carries the entire historical process of the heavens and the world, cannot reach it.
As if this were new real heavens that had been opened up, beyond the heavens!
Two incomparable wills constantly collide between absolute stillness, and everything affected is formatted.
In the same way, at the moment of complete annihilation, it condensed and ascended again.
The entire heavens and the worlds are like sculptures, constantly being shattered and reshaped in their confrontation.
Even those creatures don't know that they have died countless times, because they can't detect it at all.
Even the supreme beings of the heavens (bifa) are ignorant and completely unaware that they die again and again and are remade in ripples.
This is an unimaginable battle, beyond the limit of the imagination of all beings in the world!
The priests couldn't see anything, and the area was completely stripped away.
Not in the past, present and future, it has completely disappeared.
In the battle beyond his thoughts, any words pale!
The Dao is burning, and all visible and invisible order or matter is fading away,
There is no way to approach even the "Tao", sacrifice the Tao, sacrifice all the Tao in one's body.
Simple Dao can no longer contain their existence, and their essence is above any Dao!
The so-called Dao rules, systems, etc., are useless to this level.
At this realm, all the Tao has already been burned.
Burning the rules and order, sacrificing the highest road, this is the real sublimation, invincible!
Seeing oneself in the ultimate sublimation, this sacrificial Dao is not dissipated.
Instead, it is transformed into endless nutrients to support one's body, casting an invincible body, driving the transformation of the essence, and deriving the fire of sacrificial Dao, which can burn all Dao.
The so-called Tao is nothing but a flower by the roadside, blooming and withering.
As time goes by, everything is empty in the end, only oneself is eternal, and the only one is true.
Therefore, the true worshipers of the Tao are arrogant and boundless, standing on the high road, because their body and essence are beyond the Tao.
Boom!
On the eternal unknown plateau, like a place of exile, there were violent fluctuations.
The source of the heavens and the world has been reversed several times in an instant, trying to evolve it into a real ancient history, connect it to the present world, and cover the reality!
At the same time, there are actually countless tentacles composed of faint haze, like a collapsed and concentrated origin.
Radiation infects the real heavens, constantly creating and changing the origin of the river.
The fog was thick, the outside was covered with a hazy malicious halo, and a large area of ash-like ashes and fluorescent light were scattered.
And there is a hazy blood light emerging, and there is also an icy cold mist, all kinds of unknown substances gather, and gradually become strange.
The next moment, the earth-shattering roar sounded, and the infinite sword light slashed across, beyond the concept, the only authenticity was extremely strong!
That sword light, splendid and splendid, splendid and dazzling, seems to have fallen to the first ancestral god, the supreme god!
The endless tentacles were broken, and the dim mist was a little brighter, it seemed to be rendered, and it was no longer so deep and terrifying!
The immeasurable and infinitely diverse great world is like dust, rustling, and it has all turned into yesterday's chapter.
At the same time, there is also an infinite world that opens up in a ray of light, layer upon layer, fills the ancient history, and becomes an established history.
The history of the origin of the heavens is constantly being changed and realistic in the confrontation between the two indescribable beings.
"Too deceiving!
The mist vibrated, condensing a face beyond comprehension, and only Taoist priests could peep the tip of the iceberg.
At this moment, he was roaring in rage, full of shock and anger.
Sleeping in the endless era, the indifference that witnessed the withering of the prosperous world could no longer be maintained, and he was provoked for the first time.
In front of the fog, countless bubbles were born in the void, and they were the prototypes of the real heavens, which were created all the time.
And there are groups of unparalleled sun rays blooming, giving birth to extremely terrifying energy.