The Yamas in the Underworld all knew in their hearts that the Underworld might also spread the Great Dao to the world, and their strength would become stronger as the Great Dao stretches, but they would never have the chance to win.

All of this is because of the ‘upper limit’.

Monks have their own upper limit, and Taoism also has upper limits.

The personal upper limit can also be increased by external objects, but the upper limit of Tao will basically not change.

Especially after the death of the emperor who founded the underworld, the upper limit had already shown an intention to fall.

As for why this upper limit has not fallen, it is probably because the eighteenth level of hell is Tushanjun’s method to repair the sky, and the great way of life and death has not disappeared.

Yu Shen was crying. Looking at the Great Daojun of the Wanfa Sect who was in charge of the soul banner, he remembered the previous emperor.

There was no lack of memories in my heart: 'It would be great if the late emperor was still alive.'

Looking slightly, seeing the lost evil monk and the underworld Yama with different expressions, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart and bow down.

Regrets always run through life.

Fortunately, she was the monk who once again took charge of the Soul Banner.

This is also acceptable to the Ghost Emperor and Yama in the Underworld.

In the eyes of Emperor Taiyue, no matter who is holding the soul banner, as long as God does not die, he will always have a chance. This time, Mr. Tushan came back after the disappearance of the great horror, and was already a person who was no different from the ancestors of the Three Sects.

Emperor Taiyue looked at everyone and bowed.

The Nether Lord, holding his sleeves, looked as usual, and after initial surprise, all that was left was peace.

He witnessed Tushanjun turning decay into magic, and now he felt ordinary.

The tall and strong blonde old man smiled and said, "Welcome back!"

"Survived by luck."

Tushanjun walked forward and grabbed the old man's hand.

Even if you let Tushanjun recall it now, this is an extremely dangerous disaster on the road of cultivation. He realized "staying awake" at the beginning, but it cannot be said to be comprehension. This is actually the unity of knowledge and action.

The most superficial understanding of the unity of knowledge and action is to know and then do it. However, Mr. Tushan has long had a deeper understanding of the unity of knowledge and action. Knowledge and action are essentially one and are spiral ascending.

Action can affect knowledge, and knowledge can also affect action. All of them can become stronger through such a spiral.

Even if you are not a monk, just an ordinary person can become stronger because of the unity of knowledge and action.

Of course, there are also more rough things, which are self-hypnosis. First believe in yourself mentally, then change your body mentally, and then use the body to feedback it to your spirit. This is a trick.

Tushanjun doesn't use this method.

He had to deal with the horror because he took too many moves.

Life is boundless, but the way is boundless.

The most powerful enemy of a monk is not the heavenly tribulation or himself, but time.

Tushan Jun sent a message without thinking about it: "Brother Dao, become the leader of the Palm Heaven as soon as possible. In this world, only the leader of the Palm Heaven can control part of his destiny."

The meteorite's expression stagnated.

He didn't expect that Tushanjun's second sentence was this.

But that's true. Although the ancient great power can be protected by himself, he is still too weak after all. At most, he can fight against Hunpeng Emperor. Hunpeng Emperor can't walk a single move in Tushanjun's hands, and that doesn't even count as a single move. It seems that he has not taken all his strength from beginning to end.

"If Brother Dao doesn't dislike him, he can be the master of Yintian."

Tushanjun didn't know how to express his emotions. He only hoped that these people he cared about could survive. Although people depended on themselves, he also hoped that everyone could walk out of their own world, but he still hoped that he could provide help to the greatest extent.

Meteorite felt the temperature coming from his palm.

The blue-white ghost hand is like cold jade.

Without thinking too much, Yu Yan pondered for a moment, then smiled and said, "I'll consider it."

Tushanjun did not advise again: "Okay."

"Thank you, Zuweng." Tu Shanjun bowed slightly.

"I knew you could come back..." Zu Weng sighed deeply. He never thought that anyone could stop Tushanjun. Just as every cultivator had his own choice, the wait for the three days was the maximum. No matter whether the Yuhua Immortal came or not, he would definitely take action.

After reminiscing about the past few days, the Zu Weng did not speak anymore. He saw that there were still many natural gods who did not leave, but chose to wait and see.

Tushanjun looked at Jinghong.

Jinghong nodded slightly and said, "Everyone..."

When he saw the Daojun's eyes flying over, the natural god of Taiji Xuanhuangtian, led by the head, immediately approached and bowed and said, "The Xuanhuangtianjun has led the natural god to see... the Lord of the Heavenly Court."

He didn't know how he should call the other party, but he wouldn't have a big mistake by calling out the name of the power.

"Greetings to the Lord of Heaven!"

All the natural gods saluted in unison.

Although the Lord of Heaven is a lonely man now, who asked her to take charge of the Soul Banner? Even without the help of these other forces, the main soul of the Soul Banner alone is enough to weigh the world.

The Lord of Heaven is not a false reputation. If Tushan Jinghong can cultivate to the fifth step, it will be completely confirmed.

Tushan Jinghong took a step forward, helped Xuanhuang Tianjun one by one, organized the old emperor and the Hongdao Palace Master.

Opening his hands, his tall and slender body stood proudly in the void, holding a banner in one hand, his eyes flashed by many natural gods: "My Tao is a disaster, a clear distinction between rewards and punishments, and it is a great harmony in the world!"

As he said that, his eyes looked down upon and enveloped the gods: "If you wish to bow your head for the world, please get up!"

Many natural gods looked shocked and surprised. They never expected that the monks from Wanfa Sect, who were born in the Wanfa Sect, would be the ones who practiced the Great Dao in front of you.

Looking at the red thunder surrounding the fairy light, the aura of inspiration contained there is indeed very similar to the heavenly tribulation.

Xuanhuang Tianjun's eyes closed. He now understood why Tushanjun chose this one.

The Lord of the Hongdao Palace did not have so many thoughts. He only felt that he had to choose the wrong choice so many times. Now he had to choose the right choice. Don’t wait until later to regret it: “I wish to serve the Lord of Heaven!”

"We are willing to serve the Lord of Heaven!"

All the gods spoke in unison.

Tu Shan Jinghong smiled happily: "Let us create a more beautiful world together."

The electric arc of the thunder tribulation red breath surrounded Tu Shan Jinghong's body, and the bursting magic power surged away. She looked up at the soul banner in her hand and waved it violently.

The burly ghost immortal stepped on the universe, stretched out his palm, and the oval purple-black thick nails were neatly inlaid, each of which was engraved with immortal immortal texts.

Boom!

The city walls with divine light rose from the ground, some from the cloudy sky, some from the demon abyss, and more from the five worlds, the small ones are islands, and the large ones are land, just like seeds scattered around the world finally returned to the embrace of the tree of the world.

“That’s…”

The Lord of the Hongdao Palace widened his eyes and exclaimed: "Divine Court Ruins!"

The broken Divine Court was recast in the hands of the immortal ghost immortal, and the immortal patterns once carved by the Emperor of Heaven were connected together, which seemed to tell the glory of the ancient times. The bronze mottled bronze contaminated with the divine blood and emperor energy added a bit of ancient desolation to this vastness, which was the end of an era.

At this moment, the times did not resurrect, but continued to move forward.

Xuanhuang Tianjun looked at the Tai Chi Xuanhuang Divine Realm that was gathered, and his eyes were full of shock. He was quite familiar with the rise of God. Now he was completely conquered by this supreme power. He had seen the Emperor of Heaven, and a thought surging in his heart: "Maybe, he has surpassed the Emperor of Heaven."

The old emperor looked at the stars shining in the vast starry sky, and the ruins of the Divine Court gathered together like rain.

The old emperor with a sleeve robe was filled with tears.

The new heaven is different from the old gods.

The gods were already shocked. What a great power, what a terrifying Taoist practice, as if the entire universe was just a thing in his palm. One word the heaven and the earth fell, and another word the heaven and the mountain rose up, like a blooming tree of the world, and like a towering pillar of heaven that supports the real heaven.

Tushanjun danced wildly with red hair, and his immortal fairy light was blooming all over his body, like an immortal true immortal overlooking the world.

Slap out with one palm.

On cloudy days, hell and the abyss are completely returned to their positions.

The huge shock made all creatures panic frightened, but the power of the immortal ghost immortal was completely imaginable by ordinary monks. Such changes did not affect any creature at all. Another palm was swung out, and Tian Yue, who was standing in the galaxy, completely turned from a phantom to a reality and fell into the Yuanyang Realm.

The city and temple of the Great Ruins of the Divine Court were separated.

With a raised hand, billions of red scarves and strong men cast the heavenly court based on the Tianyue.

"roar!"

The cheerful long roar of the spiritual vein shakes Yuanyang world.

Tushanjun, who is like a true immortal, stands tall in the sky, holding the sun and the moon in his hand, and based on the former divine court, he reshaped a courtyard of heaven that existed in the Yuanyang Domain but could control the world with a net.

Since then, Shinto, New Shinto, and Incense Shinto have flourished.

Heaven has taken over the world again.

Tu Shan Jinghong led the gods and the underworld Yama into Yuanyang Tianyue, and she paused and looked at the world with her eyes.

She knew in her heart that when she sat in this position, her master's Wanfa Sect would decline, so what she said to her master was not entirely out of ambition, but also her concern for the sect.

"The sect's idea is excellent, but this is not my way after all."

Tushan Jinghong turned his eyes and led the gods to the long steps of Lingxiao Palace.

She will leave a place for the sect in the Heavenly Court.
To be continued...