MTL - Master of Untold Daos-Chapter 1061 Gray hair

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

That is a large formation that is large enough to cover hundreds of worlds is slowly unfolding.

This true monarch rubbed his eyes, "Is this, the floating ancestor?"

"That's the direction where the Immeasurable Dao Zulong Chariot went!"

"Floating Dao Ancestor, have you shot against 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!

A 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 hung in the sky, and the moonlight shone 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."

Guicha 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 enter the cycle of reincarnation!"

Guicha looked back at Raksha, and then said: "Emperor sickle reacted too abnormally after encountering Boundless last time. I'm going to warn him. You can arrange other things."

At the end of the ghost road, his body turned into a cloud of ghost smoke, and he had disappeared.

Rakshasa 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, "Is the ghost gone?"

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

The gray-haired ghost nodded and 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 never does things that are uncertain."

White-haired ghost

Walking to the front of Rakshasa, he condescendingly said: "Raksha, it's time to make a decision."

Raksha glared at the white-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 still has everything, and if he dies, there will be nothing!"

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

Rakshasa stretched out his hand, grabbed the white-haired ghost, and then jumped into the well and sank into the mist in the well.

Falling continuously from the well, as if there was no end, Rakshasa paused with both feet, and then accelerated the descent instantly. After flying down for a long time, Rakshasa landed on a solid ground, and he let go. 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!

There is only one sentence on the mirror: a Taoist ancestor, a future.

Raksha looked at the white-haired ghost next to him, as happy as a monkey head saw a peach. 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, showing disdainful eyes and said: "So, you are still too courageous. No wonder you can't even become Tianzun with this kind of courage, and it is impossible for you to become Tianzun like a trash like a ghost in 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 stood tall and moved forward, saying: "It only swallows Dao Ancestor, which means that it won't swallow me who is just a 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 could only spend a tenth of his time learning how to shoot a coffin.

A person who is not afraid of life and death like this is simply not comparable to him.

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, indicating 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 only be 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, 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, wrapped up his body, and gradually enveloped him all.

Rakshasa looked at the scene in front of him in shock, and he could feel that the white-haired ghost was breaking through the realm of Dao Ancestor.

The gray-haired ghost guessed right.

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

It is still in the control of such a heroic ghost!

I am afraid that once he successfully breaks through, he will be Xiao Tianzun!

Raksha could feel that this world was already different.

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

It's another one, who just broke through is the hero of Xiaotianzun!

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 suddenly moved, the black sculpture cracked 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."

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

"Yes, Shicha!"

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

Soon after, the two jumped out of the dry well, and the gray-haired ghost said with a smile: "I'm going to see my old friend again. This time, I always have to bring him some gifts."

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