Skill Maker

After the restriction of Mo Ming Zhi Huang is opened, the life and death of those monster races will be at the mercy of Jiang He's will.

With just one thought, Jiang He can wipe out all the Yaozu.

But in that case, the New Era that Mo Mingzhi said in the mouth of the emperor will never come.

The consequence is that the heavens and worlds, the gods and demons, and the prehistoric realm will all be buried with the end of this life.

Myriad ways and worlds collapsed, and no living being could escape death. Even if it is as strong as the emperor or the supreme, it cannot be spared.

When the monster clan becomes emperor, one of the monsters will automatically become the missing one. At that time, the ten thousand ways will be complete, and the number of days will repeat itself.

Mo Mingzhi held up a cloud of gray light in the palm of the emperor, and Jiang He looked intently, and vaguely saw a Dao chain composed of Dao runes inside, intertwined chaotically and tumbling endlessly.

Immediately, Jiang He came to a clear understanding, and what Mo Ming Zhi Huang showed in his palm was the evolution process of Dao from chaos to order.

The number of days will repeat itself, and the disadvantages will be wiped out. Isn't that a good thing?

Jiang He questioned, hearing the words, Mo Mingzhi Huang nodded, Yes, it is indeed a good thing.

The old order is broken, and the pattern of ten thousand ways is overthrown. Before the foundation of the new world is established, everyone can prove the way, and everyone can become emperor!

Myriad worlds, the prehistoric world, the heavens of gods, and the heavens of demons are everywhere reduced to battlefields where emperors fight. The supreme and supreme emperors will all end up in the same place.

As Mo Ming Zhi Huang said, the Dao in the ball of light in his palm frantically strangled together.

The chain broke, and the avenue rune was wiped out. Jiang Hedao's heart seemed to be strangled by an invisible chain, making it difficult to breathe.

Can't the gods and demons join forces with the heavens to enter the new world together?

Hearing Jiang He's words, Mo Ming Zhi Huang joked, Hey, Shen Motian probably won't be able to solve his own troubles. After all, who knows, in the new life, how many days are set and how many are left? ?”

What's the meaning?

As soon as Jiang He said the words, he suddenly understood in his heart:

In the new life, everything will be reshuffled, including the pattern of Wan Dao in this life.

The reincarnation of the heavens and the world requires the consumption of energy. The number of days repeats itself, and the price paid is unimaginable.

Therefore, the number of days in the new era is likely to be reduced on the basis of the ten thousand ways in this world. As for how much it will be reduced, even existences like Mo Ming Zhi Huang cannot predict it.

It may be a few, or it may be hundreds or even thousands.

Affected by this, the number of emperor seats in the new world will naturally decrease.

Although I don't know the specific number of reductions, there is no doubt that the strong will go up and the mediocre will go down.

In order to seize the seat of the emperor in the new world, the emperors of Shenmotian are likely to start fighting among themselves.

And this is exactly what Emperor Mo Mingzhi said, Shen Motian's own troubles.

The heavens and myriad worlds are suddenly burning their samsara heritage at this time, and they want to seize an opportunity before the arrival of the new era, right?

Jiang He's initial doubts were answered.

That's right, the new emperor you slaughtered was the emperor who forcibly spawned by condensing the power of the spiritual world. And now, the heavens and the world are doing the same thing.

Myriad worlds burn their roots, giving birth to the emperor!

Everyone can prove the Tao, and everyone can become an emperor!

Really great!

Shenmotian, will you just sit back and watch Wan Dao rise?

Jiang He thought of a more profound level, as the gods and demons standing on the top of the heavens, it is absolutely impossible to sit back and watch the heavens and myriad worlds go on like this.

Of course not, but Shenmotian at this moment is already too busy to take care of himself.

This time, without waiting for Jiang He to ask questions, Emperor Moming took the initiative to explain: The biggest crisis in Shenmotian comes from chaos.

Before that, the world was peaceful, and the emperors of the gods and demons joined forces to resist the invasion of the power of chaos.

But now, Wanjie is recklessly burning its foundations in order to give birth to powerful emperors, which not only hastened the arrival of the new era, but also made the realm of Shenmotian unstable. Even if those old guys who were seriously injured and sleeping , I guess it won’t last long.”

The new age is approaching, the fire is cooking oil, maybe, this life is really coming to an end...

Mo Ming Zhi Huang's tone was a little confused.

Jiang He fell silent, and after a while, he said slowly: What can I do?

The key to open the gate of the new world - Yaozu, is held in Jiang He's hands. Although his strength is only enough to step into the emperor rank, he has to shoulder the responsibility.

The Lord of the Earth, the Fire Holder of the Wild, the Lord of Escape, the Bloodline of Gods and Demons...

After merging with Daohe of the monster clan, he has become the master of the monster clan.

Along the way, apart from his innate handsomeness and wisdom, Jiang He has been burdened with too many things, which is not far behind.

The scrutinizing eyes lit up from Mo Ming Zhihuang's face that could not be seen clearly. After looking at Jiang He for almost a minute, he seemed to have made a decision, Suppress the world and prevent the emperor from appearing in the heavens. .”

But it's not that the monster clan has not raised their clan to become emperor, the new world has not yet opened, and the myriad worlds cannot give birth to an emperor...

In the middle of speaking, Jiang He suddenly closed his mouth.

Reminiscent of the new emperor in Lingyutian, who has the potential to be as close as the real emperor, Jiang He still doesn't understand.

For everyone to prove the Tao and become the emperor, it is true that the Tao of the Yaozu needs to fill in the defects of all Taos. But before that, Myriad Realms can completely reproduce the practice of Lingyutian, give birth to new emperors of their respective worlds, and push the emperor of Shenmotian out of the ranks of Wandao.

At that time, gods and demons will monopolize the two poles, and the pattern of ten thousand worlds being attached will be broken. And as there are more and more emperors in the heavens, there will be fewer and fewer emperors in Shenmotian.

The most serious impact of this is that the realm is becoming more and more unstable, and there are fewer and fewer emperors who can resist the power of chaos. Under the ebb and flow, perhaps before the arrival of the new era, the Heaven of Gods and Demons will be engulfed by chaos.

Then came the heavens and worlds, and then the prehistoric realm.

If there is no threat of chaos, Jiang He is very happy to see the current situation.

Myriad Realms will become stronger and Shenmotian will become weaker. This will lead to a battle between the two sides. Maybe the third battle will be between Shenmotian and Myriad Realms.

And Honghuangyu can take the opportunity to hang on and develop a wave, wait for the two sides to fight each other, and then jump out to clean up the mess.

But now, instead of being able to stand on the sidelines, Jiang He has to stand on the side of Shenmotian to help deal with the heavens and worlds.

Thinking of this, Jiang He couldn't help feeling incomparably resentful towards the master who had fallen asleep without knowing where he was hiding.

If that guy is willing to make a move, just open a few more lives and get the creatures of this life in separately, wouldn't there be nothing wrong?

Immediately, thinking of the pissing nature of the ruler, Jiang He could only dispel this extravagant hope, and said in a tone of resignation: What should I do to prevent the birth of the Emperor of the Ten Thousand Realms?

It's very simple.

Mo Mingzhi closed his palms together, and the ball of light that was about to evolve to the end in his palm was crushed, Push the world across, and wipe out all the existences that have a chance to become emperor!