Chapter 150: Creation of Time and Space, Myriad Gods and Demons, Heavenly Sword
In the small world of the Heavenly Emperor's Dojo, Chen Feng repeatedly killed all kinds of peerless geniuses and even monsters like Luo Mingfei.
The gods of creation also continued to swallow up their magical power.
Through the enlightenment practice of Enlightenment Futon, the God of Creation seems to have absorbed some kind of miraculous power and entered a strange state, seeming to be evolving something.
After that, it continued to devour the supernatural power, accelerating the process and depth of its evolution.
Finally... the evolution is complete.
Chen Feng was looking forward to it with great anticipation, and his consciousness was focused on the God of Creation.
A mysterious aura filled the air, and Chen Feng's consciousness fell into a trance.
That's...that's the breath of time!
Time is unfathomable and elusive, but Chen Feng, who has meditated and practiced in the Enlightenment Futon, has gained something, so he can feel it.
"Previously, it was about opening up the creation space, but now it's about time..."
Not long after, Chen Feng knew what the evolution of the God of Creation was this time.
Create time and space!
The combination of time and space evolves into a space and time.
The original creation space was stagnant and static, like a painting, but now it has been integrated with the mystery and power of time and has come to life.
When Chen Feng felt blessed, his consciousness immediately left his body.
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This is a deserted little world.
The sky is about a hundred meters high, and the earth is only ten thousand meters in diameter. There are no mountains, no water, no trees, no grass, not even rocks.
Lifeless!
No, there are still things, namely the various treasures collected by Chen Feng.
Such as spiritual sources, holy medicines, etc., filled with wisps of spiritual energy surrounding the surroundings, and the Taoist rhyme rose in bursts of rays of light.
"Creation of time and space..."
Chen Feng muttered to himself.
Unexpectedly, one day I would enter the Divine Vault of Creation.
No, to be precise, it is the time and space of creation, a small world located within the sacred jar of creation.
It's really interesting.
"I wonder if this small world will continue to expand?"
If it can be expanded, will it eventually evolve into a real world?
"I can only enter with my consciousness now. I wonder if I can enter with my real body in the future?"
Mutation regeneration.
I saw two rays of light reflected in the dark sky, with different colors and dense glow, each filled with completely different mysterious aura fluctuations.
A path that is extremely mysterious, embracing hundreds of rivers, is the word "Tao".
An unparalleled sharpness cut through the sky and the earth, and it was clearly the word "sword".
The astonishing mystery spreads, gradually dissipates, and floats in this small closed world.
The originally desolate little world seems to have gained a bit of color and a bit of vitality.
The mutation occurred again.
The small world shook violently, and immediately, a ray of divine light was shot down from a hundred meters above the sky, and struck the center of the earth as if it shattered everything. The earth in the center cracked, and a stone tablet slowly rose.
As the stone tablet rose, an ancient atmosphere filled the air, and the time was long.
At the same time, it also carries an astonishing power, as if gods and demons have come to this world to overwhelm everything.
The stone tablet is completely black and is ten meters high. It looks like an ancient god and demon standing on the barren land under the dark sky.
Golden lines flashed on the black stone tablet, intertwining into talismans.
When Chen Feng saw those talismans, he found that they were completely incomprehensible and extremely mysterious.
Wisps of rays of light wandered out and surrounded the stone tablet. Taoist chants were chanted and the rhymes of the Tao were heavy, making the stone tablet even more vast and profound.
It's like arriving from eternity.
Chen Feng was a little confused.
What is this?
When his mind was focused on that stone tablet, Chen Feng's eyes were in a trance. Everything around him dimly disappeared. He seemed to see a huge figure rising from the vast and desolate land, standing majestically in the wilderness, as if holding up a pillar.
Sky dome.
That huge figure is boundless, like a god or a devil.
The aura emanating from his body shook the world forever, shattering the sky and shattering the earth.
There are also strands of lines intertwined on the skin, condensing into countless mysterious talismans.
The impact Chen Feng received was unparalleled and shocked to the extreme.
"Creation...the body of gods and demons!"
For a moment, Chen Feng understood.
Then, I got an extremely wonderful cultivation method, which is far more mysterious and complex than the Star Divine Dao Sutra that directly points to the imperial realm.
Create the bodies of all gods and demons!
It can be said to be the weakest and strongest physique in the world.
Like a god and a demon, it can accommodate and balance all forces, it can integrate all the ways into itself, it can accommodate thousands of constitutions into one, and it can unify the mysteries of creation and build the strongest body.
"In other words, I can integrate the Huntian Sword Body into the body of all gods and demons..."
The initial Ten Thousand Dao Gods and Demons body has nothing and is the weakest. However, as you continue to practice and integrate into the great avenues and various physiques, you will continue to transform and become the strongest in the end.
"The Ten Thousand Dao Gods and Demons Body came just in time."
"It just so happens that I have cultivated the Huntian Sword Body to the ninth level, but the Star Immortal Body cannot be cultivated yet..."
As soon as the thought occurred, Chen Feng's consciousness immediately left the small world of creation time and space and returned to his true body.
When Chen Feng obtained the inheritance of the body of gods and demons from all directions, Chen Feng had already mastered its secrets, and he could practice without any special understanding.
Calm your mind and get rid of all distracting thoughts.
The secret of creating all kinds of gods and demons flows in the heart and starts to move.
Immediately, Chen Feng inspired the power of Huntian Sword Body.
An extremely powerful aura filled the air, oppressing the surroundings. All the aura seemed to be rejected, and only a domineering and sharp aura filled the air, like a giant sword falling across the sky.
Vaguely, there seemed to be the sound of a sword, echoing in the pavilion, then surging out and resounding in the sky above the pavilion.
Wang Yuandao, Yang Tao and Li Xinyue were immediately shocked and stared away.
I saw an extremely illusory sword light appearing in the sky above the pavilion, swimming briskly, as if breaking free from restraints and gaining freedom.
boom!
There were bursts of roaring sounds, and the spiritual energy that had been gathering towards the pavilion like a trickle suddenly became violent.
Waves of spiritual energy are sweeping in from all directions like storms, like the endless flow of water in a long river, like the rolling waves of a vast ocean.
For a time, an astonishing momentum spread across the entire Holy Mountain of Huntian, and everyone in the Huntian Sect was alarmed.
The roaring sound continued to vibrate, resounding throughout the heaven and earth.
Countless rays of light filled the air, and spiritual energy gathered into a river, rushing from all directions towards Juejian Peak.
"It's Juejian Peak again..."
"What exactly is going on?"
Some people who are absorbing spiritual energy and practicing have to stop.
"Juejianfeng, what is Wang Yuandao doing?"
There are three or four kittens in Juejianfeng. To make such a big noise, they must be very highly cultivated. Apart from Wang Yuandao, there seems to be no one else.
"Not necessarily, don't forget, there is a heaven-defying mortal body on Juejian Peak..."
"It's impossible. Even those at the peak of the Hedao realm may not be able to detect such a big movement..."
Divine thoughts intertwined in the void, chatting constantly, entrenched around Juejian Peak.
"This kid..."
However, Tuoba Wuxiang knew very well that Chen Feng was the one responsible for this kind of movement. He couldn't help but be shocked and smiled bitterly.
This heaven-defying mortal body is really quite defying the heavens.
Think about those feats, which mortal body can accomplish them?
Not to mention the mortal body, even many god-level supernatural monsters would have difficulty doing it.
And this is the eldest son of Huntian Sect.
"It's only right that the Huntian Sect will rise again..." Tuoba Wuxiang sighed with emotion.
Thinking that I had worked hard but could not reverse the decline of the Hun Tian Sect, I did not expect that with the help of Chen Feng, the decline of the Hun Tian Sect began to gradually reverse.
"One Chen Feng is better than several monsters..."
Chen Feng's eight guardians appeared one by one around Juejian Peak. Feeling the amazing aura, they couldn't help but be shocked.
"With this descendant, why should our Huntian Sect not be happy..."
Quasi-Saint Cloud Mountain also flashed out, with various emotions and a smile on his old face.
However, everyone had doubts again.
What exactly did Chen Feng do?
It is unbelievable that it can trigger such amazing spiritual energy movements.
Chen Feng himself did not expect that just by integrating the Huntian Sword Body into the Wandao God and Demon Body, there would be such an astonishing momentum.
Spiritual energy surged, poured down, and the Huntian Sword body continued to integrate into the bodies of the gods and demons. Chen Feng's body was filled with wisps of unique Dao rhyme. The Dao rhyme was like a sword flowing, and it was so sharp that it seemed to be able to cut.
Breaking everything, everything is invincible.
When all the power of the ninth level Huntian Sword Body is integrated into the body of all gods and demons.
An astonishing sword cry suddenly sounded from Chen Feng's body, shaking in all directions. The entire pavilion was shaking, as if it was about to be crushed and shattered by the astonishing sword power.
Fortunately, there is a formation to protect it, otherwise, it would be really difficult to support the pillar.
The sound of the sword became louder and louder, resounding through the pavilions and formations on Juejian Peak.
I saw that the originally illusory and subtle sword light hovering over the pavilion seemed to be injected with a powerful force. It suddenly surged and turned into a hundred-meter-long sword light rising into the sky. The sound of the sword was high-pitched and clear, constantly shaking the heaven and earth.
between.
The hundred-meter sword light became more and more condensed.
When it hit an altitude of 10,000 meters, it turned around and fell, as if it had penetrated the sky and sunk the earth. Its unparalleled sword power was overwhelming in all directions.
Sword light, sword sound, countless sword energies rushing like a long river, talismans condensed and coiled, the sound of the sword intertwined with the sound of the sword, the rhythm of the sword overlapped, and a sword struck down, as if it split the sky and split the earth.
I saw that the 100-meter sword light fell down and finally suspended in the sky above a pavilion.
The huge sword light trembled slightly, emitting a series of sweet sword sounds. Countless sword energy condensed into talismans surrounding it, and the majestic and vast sword power surged endlessly.
It's like the sword from the sky descending upon the world.
The astonishing charm of the sword spreads wantonly, oppressing all directions.
Yang Tao and Wang Yuandao felt it most clearly and couldn't help but look at each other.
"My lord, why do you feel that the hundred-meter sword light...seems...seems to be some kind of miraculous phenomenon..." Yang Tao said with some uncertainty.
"A Feng is just a mortal body and has no supernatural powers, so it shouldn't be a magical form." Wang Yuandao said in a concentrated voice: "However, if you practice some powerful magical arts to a certain extent, it is possible to condense the form. Perhaps, this is Ah Feng's form.
The opportunity Feng got in the Heavenly Emperor's Dojo."
"The power of such a Dharma is not inferior to some divine Dharma..."
Yang Tao sighed sincerely.
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