Male god dominates the world [Quick Transmigration]

Hongjun and the rules have the same origin, and when they are integrated, even though Zhong Louyu has become the master of the avenue and has the ability to control the avenue, it is still useless.

It is impossible for him to separate the rules that belong to one body, and he doesn't know where to separate.

"Da Dao..." He murmured in a low voice and chuckled, "Do you want to get everything back on track?"

how can that be.

The backward time stopped, and Zhong Louyu's fingers trembled slightly, as if he was playing a musical score in the air, but with his movements, time began to flow normally, and the speed was getting faster and faster, seeing this Zixiao Palace The gorgeous appearance began to decay, wither, and collapse.

In the chaos, demonic energy is rampant, and above the prehistoric world, it has become hell.

Zhong Louyu's brows and eyes were crooked with a smile. He took a last look at Hongjun who was standing in front of him, helpless to all the changes around him. That face was still the one he was familiar with, but unfortunately the person inside would never come back.

"Goodbye."

Zhong Louyu said softly, he took a step forward, the surrounding scenery changed, the scenery of Zixiao Palace disappeared, and the vast universe appeared in front of him.

Countless universes are connected here, which is an innumerable number, but it is clearly known by Zhong Louyu, without any omission.

He walked forward step by step, stepping on the stars and the universe, hunting the red robe like a burning flame.

Solitary and beautiful.

The system whirled around, circling around him, and hesitantly called: "Host..."

"Ok?"

The system swallowed, he was obviously an emotionless machine, but he was inexplicably nervous: "I can't contact the company, what should I do next?"

Yes, what to do next?

Zhong Louyu stopped, sat down cross-legged, and looked around with his head propped up.

A world of sameness.

Uninteresting, annoying.

It doesn't matter if it's destroyed... right...

He raised his hand, randomly selected a world, and slowly clenched his palm into a fist.

The world made a creaking and squeezing sound, as if countless creatures were begging for mercy.But Zhong Louyu remained unmoved, and clenched his palms tighter and tighter. The world finally hovered on the verge of collapse until he let out a final groan.

There was a smile on the corner of Zhong Louyu's lips, and his eyes were indifferent, as if he didn't crush a world with countless lives, but just lightly clenched his fist.

And never thought of stopping.

Da Dao surrounded him, seeming to want to stop this movement, but Zhong Louyu seemed particularly disapproving of this powerless stop.

"If you want to stop me, you should tell me, in person."

He tilted his head, playing with the world in his hands.

"Host." The system said hesitantly, "Do you still remember, before..."

"Before what?"

"You once gave a part of your soul to someone else."

Zhong Louyu's movements froze, and he turned his head to look at the round ball beside him. When Hongjun disappeared, he might have blamed the system. After all, it was the other party's restraint that made him fail to rescue Hongjun.But at this moment, he wanted to hug the system and kiss him even more.

By the way, he once fused his soul into Hongjun's soul. Maybe he couldn't find the rule of Hongjun's incarnation, but he could find the rule containing his soul!

That rule is Hongjun!

Go find him!

This sentence kept lingering in his chest and getting stronger and stronger, so much so that he wanted to shout it out, roar it out, and quietly relieve the excitement in his heart.

He picked up the system with one hand, left that poor world aside, turned around and walked back.

The huge laws of the worlds condense into a white disc in the center of the universe, inside which are highly concentrated rules, which are forbidden for living beings to enter.

Zhong Louyu walked in here, but it was as if he had returned home. He skillfully set aside the rules, and looked for the only odd number among the rules full of the breath of his beloved.

He once integrated his soul into Hongjun's body to confirm the identity of the other party. Even after that, he no longer needed to use external objects to identify the other party, and he still did not withdraw this soul.

It is said that the way of heaven is incomplete, and the one that escapes is life. I am afraid that there is also this life in the dead situation set by the great way.

Zhong Louyu gifted his soul to Hongjun in a moment. The strength of this soul was too weak. He went through the laws of all the worlds in his heart very quickly, but he still couldn't find his own aura.This not only did not discourage him, but made him more excited.

It works!

He is the master of the Dao, and the Dao should open everything to him, even the smallest existence. Now that he can't find the soul, it just means that the Dao has hidden it!

The Dao didn't want to be incomplete again, this was its subconscious self-preservation behavior, but it just exposed that Zhong Louyu's guess was true!

He became more and more excited, and carefully sifted through the rules inch by inch.The soul breath belonging to him must be extremely weak, and one must be extremely careful to find the rule in the concealment of the Dao.

Zhong Louyu sits in the center of the laws of the world. He completely disregards his image and devotes himself to this long, endless search. In this lonely universe with all time and all space, only the system is by his side.

At the beginning, he would chatter and try to get the host's attention, then he would only speak once every few years or ten years, and finally he would stop talking for a long time.

It watched the host repeating those actions day after day, grasping the rules, viewing, releasing the rules, and then grasping again.

Even this machine is boring to look at, but Zhong Louyu still inspects it meticulously, as if he has endless energy, and he will never stop until he finds that person out.

I don't know how long it has passed, I don't know how many rules have been checked, Zhong Louyu repeated the movements mechanically, both mentally and physically reached the limit, only a strong willpower supported him.

Da Dao quietly surrounded him, as if he felt sorry for his persistence, and was unwilling to make himself crippled again in vain, so he could only wait quietly.

In the world at the center of the world, Zhong Louyu is still repeating his movements.

I don't know how many worlds have been born, and don't know how many worlds have been destroyed. When my thinking has become rigid, my heart is suddenly touched by something.

Zhong Louyu was about to let go of the rules, but was taken aback, and quickly took the rules back.

The feeling of heart palpitations came all the way from above the rules, and his broken soul breath finally broke through the cover of the laws of the world and appeared in front of him.

Zhong Louyu jumped up, he pulled out the rules, and sifted through the rules at a speed several times faster than before.

One, two...uncountable rules were picked out, Zhong Louyu finally pieced together his own soul.

"You bastard, you are hiding deep enough..."

Zhong Louyu chuckled, he held the rule, brushed it with his fingertips, and pulled it out.

Kneading, shaping, the avenue whined, and the extracted rules gradually merged and shrunk, forming a vague human shape under Zhong Louyu's control.

"Okay." Zhong Louyu murmured, "You'll be right back."

Add color, add power, change the operation of the rules, and a handsome man will stand in front of you.

From hair to facial features, everything about this man is flawless.

"Not so far." Zhong Louyu frowned.

He found the rules transformed by Hongjun and reshaped his soul for him, but it was more like he recreated a soul rather than resurrecting Hongjun.

There must be a way.

Zhong Louyu was thinking, he surrounded the newborn soul in front of him, thinking seriously.

How to revive Hongjun instead of creating a new soul?

Clenching and loosening his fingers a little impatiently, Zhong Louyu has come to this step, but he refuses to give up.

He looked at the soul in front of him, it was still that familiar face, and it was still that familiar breath, as if Hongjun had returned.

His thinking was confused for a moment, Zhong Louyu raised his hand and touched the soul's face with his fingertips.

Unexpectedly, when the two came into contact, the pupils of the soul suddenly moved, and the cold expression seemed to return.

Zhong Louyu withdrew his hand like an electric shock, but after thinking about it, he became excited again.

He thought, he found a way to bring Hongjun back.

A small part of the soul was cut off and entered into the dull-faced soul following the instructions of the master. The master of the avenue carefully controlled this strand of soul, directing it to travel throughout the body of the soul, and finally stayed in the chest.

The golden invisible thread spread from the heart to the limbs, it spread all over the soul in an instant, and then disappeared abruptly.

Some kind of fluctuation is going up and down in this universe.

Zhong Louyu pursed his lips tightly, staring intently at the soul in front of him.

Is his Hongjun coming back?

Will he come back?

It seemed that it was the end of the world, and after only a second or two, the soul finally moved.

He moved his body jerky, turned around, lowered his head, and saw Zhong Louyu.

See that pair of star-like eyes full of hope.

The soul's lips moved and spit out a sentence: "Who are you?"

Like falling into an ice cave.

Knocked down from the peak of hope to the abyss of despair, Zhong Louyu opened his lips, unable to make any movements, unable to turn any thoughts in his head.

He stared at the soul in front of him, wanting to completely destroy the other party for a while, but he couldn't do it at the end.

What should he do, what is he going to do?

With fingers trembling nervously, Zhong Louyu pointed at the soul in front of him, but he didn't know what to do.

At this moment, the soul suddenly laughed out loud, stepped forward and grabbed Zhong Louyu's hand and rubbed it in the palm of his hand, a slight smile appeared on his expressionless brows and eyes.

"Okay, okay, of course I know who you are." He gently comforted Zhong Louyu in his arms.

A familiar breath filled the tip of his nose, and a familiar tone entered his ears. Zhong Louyu grabbed the man with his backhand. He opened his lips to say something, but before he could speak, he fell silent.

"Hongjun..."

"Ok?"

"You bastard!"

"Ah."

The man hugged the person in his arms, lowered his brows and eyes, stroked the soft hair with his fingertips, his expression was gentle, but his tone was firm.

"Now your bastard is back."

"He won't leave again."

"I'll be with you forever, okay?"

After a long time, he heard the muffled response from the person in his arms.

"Ah."

The author has something to say: explain it to the little fairies who don't understand.

Gong was born at the same time as the Dao of Heaven. He and the Dao are twin existences. It can also be said that he himself is the Dao Dao with independent consciousness. Just set up the Jinjiang Anti-Harmony Company, look for missionaries from various worlds, train them to be like him, have independent consciousness and have complete world rules, and then he can replace him to fill the gap in the road. He can also take advantage of this gap to reverse Come to control the Dao, but such an existence is hard to find, the only one who succeeds is Xiaoyu Gong. He didn't want Xiaoyu to die instead of him, so he was willing to be swallowed by the heavens. The system is Gong used to control the taskers.

The prehistoric world is the oldest and the only world, and the tasker should travel through Cheng Hongjun, and in the process of being in harmony with the way of heaven, he will be promoted to a higher level, which can replace and attack with power on the same level as the avenue, to fill the gap in the avenue