Eternal God Emperor

Yan Wushen stood on the top leaf of the sycamore tree, feeling the strong atmosphere of heaven and earth here, and said: "This sycamore tree runs through the two worlds, and can even absorb the power of 'quantity'. Did it appear? Could it be the one planted by the Yaozu himself?"

On the leaves, there are only him and Patriarch Chongming.

The patriarch Chongming had long flowing hair and a spirit of immortality, and said: "With the help of this sacred tree, after at most one yuanhui, the interface of the demon **** world will definitely go up to a higher level. Even if it is not as good as the heaven, the difference will not be too far."

Yan Wushen nodded lightly, and said: "Heaven... the holy world, the reason why the holy world can become the heart of all worlds is because the holy race has a truth emperor, planted the truth sky tree, and absorbed the entire universe The atmosphere of heaven and earth and the essence of stars in the world. The gods were built to gather monks from thousands of star fields. In this way, it took many years for the interface level of the holy world to far exceed that of other big worlds. "

"More than 10 million years ago, at the end of the chaotic ancient times and the beginning of the ancient times, the Great Demon God killed Lord Luo Tianzhen and slashed the heavenly tree of truth. The holy race had already suffered a devastating blow, and the holy world stopped growing and fell into decline. If Heavenly Demon and Mungo hadn’t kept it; the fire of the Holy Clan, the Holy Clan would have been wiped out.”

"A small number of calamities before the Yuanhui, the holy world suffered another disaster, the holy clan was completely wiped out, and the interface once again declined."

"Before the sea of ​​darkness collided with the heavens, and the Tianzun-level battle with Xiniu Hezhou, we could already see the decline of the holy world interface. Before the chaos, even the semi-ancestral battle would not have such a big impact on the holy world. "

"So, with the birth of the Indus Sacred Tree and Yaozu Ridge, the Demon God Realm has a chance to replace them. But..."

Yan Wuxin turned around and said: "The blood of the demon ancestor in the ancestor's body is not pure, right?"

Patriarch Chongming remained calm, but a cold light flashed in the depths of his pupils.

He has always regarded himself as the descendant of the demon ancestor. However, his body is not a phoenix, so there are a lot of criticisms, so this is the last word the ancestor Chongming wants to hear.

Patriarch Chongming's mood was instantly peaceful, and he said lightly: "The dragon has nine sons, and the phoenix has nine chicks."

"The nine sons are different, and the nine chicks are also different. The nine chicks of the Phoenix include Chongming, Dapeng, Thunderbird, Zhuluan, Dafeng, Peacock, and White Swan besides Ice Phoenix and Fire Phoenix."

"So that's it, this junior has increased his knowledge!"

Yan Wushen then said again: "However, this sycamore tree has the effect of helping phoenix blood creatures to practice. In today's world, the ancestors have a big enemy."

Patriarch Chongming said, "You mean Feng Caiyi?"

Yan Wushen nodded, and said, "Feng Caiyi will definitely take the sacred parasol tree and Yaozu Ridge!"

Ancestor Chongming said: "It's not that this old man is talking big, but with a mere phoenix color wing, as long as she dares to come to the Demon God Realm, this old man will be sure to suppress her, just to be the nourishment of the parasol tree."

"It seems that the birth of Yaozu Ridge is indeed accompanied by some kind of power left by Yaozu Ridge." Yan Wushen thought to himself, and then said: "The ancestor has the ninety-third level of spiritual power, and there is Yaozu Ridge and Yaozu Ridge. With the blessing of the power of heaven and earth in the entire Demon God Realm, not to mention Feng Caiyi at the peak of Immortality, even Feng Caiyi with a cultivation level of Tianzun can suppress it. But Feng Caiyi is not just one person!"

Patriarch Chongming looked at Yan Wushen with strange eyes, and said, "Old Ghost Xu and Kong Fannu?"

Yan Wushen smiled: "This is the ancestor's home court, I guess the entire Yaozu Ridge is covered with formation inscription patterns, Xutian and Nutian gods are not half-ancestors, why are they better than the old ancestors at the ancestor's home court?" Zu?"

"So?" Patriarch Chongming said.

Yan Wushen said, "Zhang Ruochen."

Patriarch Chongming didn't show any disdain, on the contrary, he was more cautious than hearing Feng Caiyi's name.

In the battle of Xiniu Hezhou, although Zhang Ruochen had borrowed strength, he already had the qualifications to be on an equal footing with a small group of strongest monks in the world.

The most important thing is that his cultivation speed is too fast, no one knows what level his combat power will be raised to if he makes another shot?

Patriarch Chongming said: "The sundial can no longer support the current Zhang Ruochen's cultivation, and his cultivation speed will definitely slow down. Besides, Zhang Ruochen can't go to war with the Demon God Realm for Feng Caiyi."

Yan Wushen said: "So old

Is Zu handing over all the initiative to others? I hope that Zhang Ruochen's cultivation speed will be slower, and I hope that Zhang Ruochen will not help Feng Caiyi? "

"Patriarch, do you still remember that when you were in Tianhe, you already had an enmity with him?"

Patriarch Chongming showed a playful smile: "Junior, if you only know how to sow dissension, you will disappoint me too much. Come up with a really useful bargaining chip!"

Yan Wushen no longer had any extra words, and stomped his feet lightly, causing the space behind him to vibrate violently.

"Boom!"

In a piece of sacred Buddha light, Yan Wushen's divine world appeared.

Patriarch Chongming looked far away, and saw, deep in the Buddha's light, a magnificent black city of God appeared. The city is entrenched like a wild beast, exuding a ghostly aura that devours souls, faintly visible lightning and thunder in the city.

However, the city is dilapidated, and even the city walls have collapsed countless times, full of vicissitudes and ancient charm.

Patriarch Chongming squinted his eyes: "This is... the legendary city of the underworld?"

Yan Wushen said: "It is the Ming city left by Ming Zu."

Ancestor Chongming looked at Yan Wushen completely differently, and he regarded him as a junior before, somewhat contemptuously. But now, contempt has turned into fear.

Mingcheng, with the same name as Minghai, Minghe, and Mingguo, is a part of Mingzu God Realm World, which shows the power contained in it.

Patriarch Chongming was quite emotional, and said: "The wind and thunder are 80,000 towers, and the dead ghosts cast the city of the underworld. Unexpectedly, I can still see this city in my lifetime. But why is it an abandoned city? Who can beat the city of the underworld like this Raggedy?"

Eighty thousand towers of wind and thunder, dead ghosts cast the underworld.

It refers to the four most powerful people under Ming Zu's seat in Minggu period.

Wind, life ancestor.

Thunder, Lord Thunder.

Corpse, Corpse Nightmare,

Ghost, soul mother.

Yan Wushen said: "There are some things, it's better for the ancestor not to know."

Patriarch Chongming smiled and said: "I heard that the battle of immortality began in the chaos of ancient times. Ten Yuanhui ago, an unprecedented battle broke out. It seems that Mingzu is as weird as darkness. The injury is not serious. Thinking about it is right, if the injury is not serious, why would you come here to find the old man?"

Yan Wushen put away the world of the gods and said, "Can the ancestor be sure to defeat the dark and weird hand?"

Patriarch Chongming heard the overtones, his smile disappeared instantly, and he said: "You have proved that there is indeed an immortal behind you, and I also respect Ancestor Ming very much. But, what can I get?"

Yan Wushen said: "Ninety-fourth level of spiritual power!"

Patriarch Chongming's eyelids twitched.

Yan Wushen said: "The ancestor's talent in the way of spiritual power is indeed extremely high, but the ninety-two level is already the limit. Swallowing the remnant soul of the demon ancestor, broke through the ninety-third level, and it is impossible to go further. possibility."

Patriarch Chongming said: "How can the impossible become possible?"

Yan Wushen said: "Collect the most precious resources in the entire universe, such as the first ancestral world of the second Confucian ancestor, the god's heart of the perishing **** island master, the god's heart of the Great Demon God...you can have anyone's god's heart."

Chongming Patriarch, such an old woman who is a cunning figure, sees not benefits at all, but dangers.

He said, "You are not talking about three benefits, but three things to help you."

"The first ancestral realm of the second Confucian ancestor was taken to save the darkness and weirdness that was suppressed inside. Killing the island master of the gods should clear up the obstacles for you to destroy the world. The obstacles of the formation are too big, comparable to the half-ancestor .”

"The heart of the Great Demon God is in Baiyi Valley. What are you going to do? Deal with Kong Fannu?"

Yan Wushen said: "The ancestor will understand by then."

Patriarch Chongming shook his head and said, "I never agreed."

Yan Wushen asked back: "Didn't the ancestor already agree?"

"When did the old man agree?"

"The ancestor didn't kill me, he just agreed! If the ancestor didn't agree, why would he talk to me so much?"

Yan Wushen said with a smile: "Don't worry, now is not the time to do it, the ancestor still has a long way to go."

Consider time. But the ancestor must remember that what you choose is not right or wrong, but life and death. "

…

The starry sky at the border of the northern universe is filled with vast blue nebulae hundreds of light years away, and the atmosphere of heaven and earth is quite thick.

There are a total of thirty-one big worlds floating in this nebula. The stars are brilliant and dazzling, dotted like gems.

The Dragon Shepherd Realm is a big world directly ruled by the Xuanyuan family, with dense vegetation and well-developed river systems, where more than 10,000 species of earth dragons and savage dragons are herded.

It is a big world specially used by the Xuanyuan family to train mounts, and more than one billion monks are stationed here all the year round.

A burly monk with horns appeared in the sky above the Dragon Herding Realm and fell into the clouds.

He is a hall master in the history of the space temple, named "Jaw".

His jaw is different from other ancient palace masters. His body was destroyed in Buzhou Mountain, so he couldn't take it back.

Fortunately, the seventy-two-level lotus broke into the Wind Clan and captured the colorful clay figurines. Finally, with the help of Minghai's power, the remnant soul of Jayrong merged into the colorful clay figurines and transformed into the Ming Clan.

The current appearance was reshaped during the Huaming, not the original appearance of the colorful clay figurine.

Looking at the earth dragon and wild dragon on the vast land below, a cold smile appeared on his jaw, full of blood-eating meaning.

Although, the Longevity Envoy ordered them to collect blood energy and souls and send them to the dark and strange. However, the collectors are themselves, so every time a big world is sacrificed, the jaws can absorb part of it by themselves.

For those who came back from their homes, their blood and souls were too precious.

"Shua!"

The ancient palace master "Jin Ling" turned into a stream of colorful lights and appeared beside Jay Rong.

Jaw Rong asked, "Is the arrangement ready?"

"The space of the starry sky around the Dragon Shepherd Realm has been blocked, but, the speed is fast, and the heaven and earth of the heavenly universe will soon find that the space here is abnormal." Jin Ling said.

…

An hour later.

In the space where the Dragon Herding Realm is located, a crack appeared.

Zhang Ruochen and Feng Yan came out from inside.

The Dragon Herding Realm has disappeared, but there are still many planets that were once suspended above the Dragon Herding Realm.

Feng Yan frowned tightly, and said: "It's still too late, they escaped really fast, this is the method of practitioners of infinite levels of space. Maybe the decision of the Heavenly Court is right, whether it is Tibetan Myriad Realms, or Gathering Myriad Realms , is imperative, otherwise it will be impossible to guard against.”

Zhang Ruochen looked very calm, his eyes were observing the stars.

Feng Yan thought of something, stretched out his left hand, his arm instantly turned into colorful mud, and said, "Brother, try!"

Zhang Ruochen nodded, and pressed his palm on his palm, carefully sensing the subtle connections in the universe.

After a while, take it back.

Feng Yan asked: "How is it?"

Zhang Ruochen was noncommittal.

Feng Yan showed a look of "prediction", and said: "Although the twelve clay figurines are made of the colorful clay after the death of Chunyang Tianzun, they are of the same origin. However, after endless years have passed, this connection has long been close to nothing. It’s not normal to calculate.”

Zhang Ruochen asked suddenly: "In the Zhang family, what does the second brother want to say? What are you worried about?"

Feng Yan didn't expect Zhang Ruochen to ask about this suddenly. After being surprised, he said calmly: "There is indeed a shocking secret, but Chu Nan and Si Xue were there at the time, so I didn't tell it. Of course, it's not that I don't trust them, but that I don't trust them. With their cultivation base, there is no need to touch such secrets. Knowing too much may not be a good thing. In fact, I don’t even want to know.”

Zhang Ruochen said, "Did you find something in Wa Palace?"

Feng Yan nodded, with an unprecedented dignified expression, and said: "Although I didn't find the power to repel the seventy-two-rank lotus, I found an inscription left by Emperor Wa in a secret area of ​​Emperor Wa's Palace."

Feng Yan's emotions were obviously out of control, and his heartbeat continued to speed up.

He said: "This inscription actually records...the battle in the future."

Zhang Ruochen's eyes brightened, and he said, "What future battle?"

Feng Yan shook his head and said: "The inscription is too mottled, and more than 80% of the characters are already unrecognizable. This is the power of time. From the ancient times to the present, too long years have passed, and the ancestor's characters cannot last forever. .”

"However, besides the battle of the future, I also found a few familiar words."

Feng Yan said with a trembling voice: "Fudo Mingwang...Brother, Emperor Wa may have predicted the birth of Fudo Mingwang Dazun as early as in ancient times, and may have even fought side by side across the long river of time."

There was a roar in Zhang Ruochen's mind, and many puzzles that could not be solved before, at this moment, he vaguely grasped the connection among them.

That's right, the Blood Shadow Goddess inexplicably sensed the aura of the ancestor Yin ten yuan ago.

It is true that many people of the older generation who have lived from ten yuanhui to the present have sensed the fluctuations of the battle of the peerless world.

For another example, the long river of time was cut off at a certain point in this era, making it impossible to travel to the future. Therefore, the "Holy Monk Sumeru" as the future Buddha never appeared in this era again.

The fact that Emperor Fengdu was exiled to the future undoubtedly shows that the people behind the scenes used their supernatural powers to prevent the past monks from coming to this era. And it is not impossible for the monks of this era to go to the future.

Also, the traces of Wu Zuchi's existence were deliberately erased.

…

There must be some connection between these events.

Zhang Ruochen felt a strong sense of urgency, UU reading www.uukanshu. com would like to go to the ancient nest of the gods immediately. Perhaps Ling Yanzi could tell him the answer.

After a long time, Zhang Ruochen calmed down and said: "The ability of the ancestor itself is beyond our cognition, and it is not surprising that it can span the long river of time."

Feng Yan said: "But why have we never seen the past ancestors who came to this era across the long river of time?"

Zhang Ruochen moved his lips, looked at a living planet with a diameter of thousands of miles not far away, and said, "I have to go to Shengu Nest and Dragon Nest to verify this matter, and get the colorful clay figurines first!"

"Brother means..."

Feng Yan showed joy, and followed Zhang Ruochen's gaze.

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