Every Yuanhui world can give birth to talented people who know the world. Over the course of eternity, countless millions of years, there will always be living beings who become enlightened and have a glimpse of the realm of their ancestors.
The Yanyang Civilization has long lost its glory, but it was still one of the four giants of ancient civilizations, alongside the Thousand Stars Civilization, the Beidou Civilization, and the Wushen Civilization. Its ancestors certainly had extraordinary sages who created unparalleled magic methods that will be left to all generations.
its background.
Whether the ancestor of Yanyang is the true ancestor cannot be determined, but he must be one of the few strong men since ancient times. The merits he created have allowed Yanyang Civilization to stand in the forest of the universe for hundreds of millions of years. The bloodline passed down has allowed the direct descendants of Yanyang Civilization to survive in the world.
Physically, he is more than one step ahead of other monks.
However, the era of Yanyang's ancestor is too long ago, and each ancestor's tomb can be said to be a treasure house worth exploring for later generations of monks. Each ancestor's corpse has a special significance for the beings in the immortal realm.
Crazy attractive.
There are very few ancestors who can preserve their corpses. No matter how they are hidden, they cannot escape the excavations of later generations of monks.
Siyang Tianjun did not immediately answer Lei Zu's question, but looked at the ancient altar at his feet, which was stained dark red by the blood deposits, and said: "The Lei Clan is worthy of being the ancient tribe that has always occupied the Wuding Divine Sea.
The giant clan has a profound heritage that cannot be compared with the Yanyang Civilization. This altar is very extraordinary!"
Lei Ancestor said: "The ancestors of the Lei Clan once followed the Ming Ancestor into the Abyss of Darkness and defeated the ancient ruined city. This altar is where the Ming Ancestor accepted the kneeling worship of the twelve ancient tribes in the Great Ming Mountain and enthroned the twelve tribes.
When the emperor was Mingzi, it was used to offer sacrifices to the ancestors of various clans. The altar was contaminated with the blood of many ancient creatures, and it was refined by Mingzu himself, so it was naturally extraordinary. The Lei clan called it the Great Hades Sacrifice.
tower!"
Siyang Tianjun said: "Is it through this that those ancient remnant souls in the ruins came to the real world?"
Although the rules of heaven and earth have changed and the order has loosened, the remnants of ancient souls can descend from Lihentian to the real world, but they still need some special conditions and need to make the transition in some special places. For example, the Night Earth of the Sea of Disillusioned Stars, the Temple of Time, and the Temple of Space
Buzhou Mountain.
And Guixu is obviously such a place.
Lei Zu smiled and said: "Tianjun doesn't have to worry so much, and there is no need to doubt that the Thunder Clan covets the ancestor of Yanyang. To be honest, the Thunder Clan seems to be able to maintain independence and strength between heaven and hell, but in fact, it can only
To survive in the cracks, we can only take advantage of the war conflicts between heaven and hell and let them restrain each other, and then we can be like a fish in water."
"Once the conflict between heaven and hell eases, the Thunder Clan will be at risk of overthrowing. Therefore, we must unite more allies to strengthen ourselves."
"The Sun Clan is the ally that the Thunder Clan wants, but it is not enough. Therefore, the Thunder Clan must form an alliance with the ancient demon gods and ancient powerful men, because it is difficult for them to have a place in heaven and hell."
"If the ancestor of Yanyang were to return, it would undoubtedly be an even more powerful force for the Thunder Clan, and the Heavenly Lord would personally welcome him."
Lei Zu pointed his finger into the void, and a purple lightning flashed across the sky.
A moment later, dozens of powerful and inexplicable divine shadows appeared in the sea at the edge of the Great Underworld Altar.
Although they are just projections, they are all majestic and mysterious in appearance.
There are several divine figures among them that the Siyang Heavenly Lord feels familiar with. He has seen their portraits in historical records. They were all invincible for an era, and some were even said to be half ancestors and first ancestors.
Of course, more than 90% of the ancient sages who are said to be the ancestors are not the true ancestors.
Lei Zu bowed and bowed to dozens of divine figures, and then said to the Siyang Heavenly Lord: "It's a pity that back then, the Snow Land Star Sea Divine Army was refined in the snow, and traveled all over the world and all races, poaching the heaven and earth.
There are three thousand top divine corpses in the world, and the remnant souls of many ancient powerful men have lost their homes. Now these sages can only stay in Guixu with their remnant souls."
"However, the Thunder Clan has been actively looking for their direct descendants, and it is only a matter of time before they find a suitable body-snatcher."
Siyang Tianjun said: "The Yanyang civilization has experienced great catastrophes, and the divine body of the ancestor has been destroyed countless Yuanhui ago."
Lei Zu showed a disappointed look, but he soon felt relieved and said: "Then has Tianjun found a suitable body-snatching body?"
Siyang Tianjun said: "How easy is it to find a body that is worthy of the ancestor? There is no such genius in this generation of the Yanyang clan."
Lei Zu narrowed his eyes and said: "So the ancestor of Yanyang wants to come to Guixu in the form of a remnant soul first? And then slowly cultivate an extremely talented body-snatching body among the Yanyang tribe?"
Siyang Tianjun shook his head and said: "Although the divine body of the ancestor has been destroyed, the ten-round Golden Crow Sun Star that the ancestor cultivated in the past still exists. We can use it as a carrier to follow the path of the Stone Clan."
The direct monks of Yanyang Civilization practice the techniques left behind by the ancestor of Yanyang. After becoming a god, they will not be able to practice the divine planet, but will only condense a Golden Crow Divine Yang.
If you reach the realm of the Great God, you can condense the second one. If you reach the realm of the Infinite, you can condense the third one.
The Four Yang Heavenly Lord's cultivation has reached the peak of great freedom and immeasurable power, and he possesses four black golden divine yangs.
And the ancestor of Yanyang left behind ten rounds of Golden Crow Sun Stars. Each round contains more energy and weight than ten thousand stars.
This is the most powerful foundation of Yanyang Civilization!
Lei Zu laughed loudly: "The Ten-wheeled Golden Crow Sun Star actually still exists in the world. It's great. If the remnant soul of the ancestor of Yanyang can rely on the Ten Suns to descend and follow the path of the Stone Clan, it will definitely create a second life of glory in the future.
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Relying on artifacts, the Divine Throne Planet will come to the real world. In fact, it is also a road. This road is usually paved when the ancient strong men are alive.
Empress Shiji relied on Xuanding and has lived until now.
The half-ancestral soul of Tellurium was carried by the demon niche and returned in this era.
…
Not long after, the Great Hades Altar was opened again, with billions of underworld patterns appearing on the altar, and huge stones moving around.
"Wow!"
A dark divine light shot straight into the sky, breaking through the barrier between Lihentian and the real world.
The sea around the altar was boiling and the waves were turbulent.
Around the pillar of divine light, thunder and lightning intertwined, the rules of the ancestors emerged from time to time, and various magical scenes floated in the blood clouds.
The Siyang Heavenly Lord stood in the center of the altar, and ten rounds of the Golden Crow Sun Star flew out of his body. Each round was hot and bright, releasing high temperatures that could refine and kill gods. Ordinary monks would not dare to look directly at his eyes.
Must be blind.
It runs for ten days, making a roaring and deafening sound, setting off the tide of heaven and earth rules, and releasing a shocking storm of divine power.
King Feima stood on a demon island thousands of miles away, looking at the blazing white sky and earth, communicating with Lei Ancestor hundreds of thousands of miles away, and said: "If we can seize the remnant soul of the ancestor of Yanyang, our
By cultivating yourself, you will surely step into immortality and infinity.”
Lei Zu shook his head and said: "If we do this, wouldn't those ancient strong men be in danger for everyone? Who dares to believe in the Lei Clan? Including King Feima, I'm afraid you will flee from the Wuding Divine Sea immediately, right?
If the Thunder Clan offends everyone, the day the clan will be destroyed is not far away!"
There are some secrets that he will not tell King Fima.
As soon as Lei Zu finished speaking, a panicked message entered his ears: "The Blood Leaf Wutong appears, Fengtian from Hell Realm attacks Wuding Divine Sea..."
It was a great god Taiyi who was patrolling the west coast of the Wuding Sea of Gods who sent his spiritual thoughts. At this point, it stopped abruptly and he had obviously died.
"Feng Caiyi, how dare she break into the Wuding Divine Sea?"
Lei Zu was so angry that electric dragons emerged from his long hair, and his murderous intent exploded.
But he was very clear-headed and knew that Feng Caiyi's current cultivation level was not something he could compete with.
"Where is the Commander-in-Chief of Shifang Lei?"
"Sound the warning thunder drum, activate the ten-direction divine formation, summon the Thunder Clan army, and prepare to meet the enemy."
"Dear ancient sages, Feng Caiyi is here. There must be other heavens traveling with us in hell and heaven. Today we can only fight to the death. Only by repelling them and defeating them can we overturn the structure of the current universe."
A clone flew out of Lei Zu's body, turned into lightning and divine light, and rushed straight towards Tianzun Hall.
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The blood-leaf sycamore is countless thousands of miles high. Each leaf is a lake of blood, rooted in the Western Sea of the Infinite Divine Sea. Its roots are like wide rivers, continuously absorbing the water of the Divine Sea.
Fengtian stands under the blood sycamore tree, with sleeves like clouds and long hair dancing in the wind.
The Gate of Death is millions of miles high, suspended in the starry sky, and the light of destiny it emits can shine on the sea for billions of miles.
The Door of Death is also constantly sucking in the sea water from the Sea of Uncertain Gods.
The easiest way to break the power of the Undefinable Divine Sea is to take away all the water of the Divine Sea.
However, this is by no means easy.
The narrowest part of the Wuding Divine Sea spans hundreds of billions of miles, which is many times larger than a large world.
However, with Fengtian's current level of cultivation, if she is allowed to absorb it like this, one day the Wuding Divine Sea will be emptied out.
How could ThunderClan let her do this?
The reason why Fengtian adopts this strategy is to lure Thunder Punishment Heavenly Lord out of Gui Xu. After all, Gui Xu is the most dangerous place and where Thunder Punishment Heaven Lord is the strongest.
Pieces of artifacts, under the control of Fengtian, flew to various regions of the Western Sea.
"Boom! Boom..."
Each blow will kill a god, or destroy an island, destroying the foundation of the island's divine formation.
Whether it is heaven or hell, monks are arranged at the edge of the Unfixed Divine Sea to monitor every move of the Thunder Clan.
Fengtian made such a big noise, which naturally alerted these monks.
"Fengtian has taken action. It seems that our higher-ups in the Hell Realm are finally going to defeat the Lei Clan and pacify the Wuding Divine Sea. It is much easier to invade the Heavenly Universe from the Wuding Divine Sea than from the starry sky defense line."
"Even if the Wuding Divine Sea is broken, there is still a gate to hell! Heaven has already set up a line of defense."
One after another news spread back to the various clans in the hell world, causing a sensation in the entire Huangquan Galaxy. Many gods, kings and gods were puzzled as to why they had not heard anything about such a big event before.
Fengtian is worthy of being the God of Death. He is either fighting or on the way to fight.
The monks on the heaven side were even more nervous, and the messenger talismans flew to all walks of life like raindrops.
On an unnamed planet hundreds of billions of miles away from the Infinite Sea of Gods, Meng Ge, the fifth pillar demon, wears a black robe, his eyes are like torches, looking into the distance, and a deep and domineering smile gradually appears on his face.
"We're finally going to take action against the Thunder Clan. I don't know if this battle will bring advantages or disadvantages. In what direction will the situation evolve in the future?"
Heaven and Hell have not touched the Thunder Clan, not only because of the power of the Thunder Punishment Heavenly Lord, but also because the existence of the Thunder Clan can reduce the head-on confrontation between Heaven and Hell and act as a buffer.
Once this buffer is broken, the consequences are unknown.
Meng Ge has been sitting on the east coast of Wuding Shenhai, monitoring every move of Thunder Punishment Heavenly Lord, otherwise he would have the opportunity to quietly enter the heavenly universe.
Just when he was deducing the future, he saw the figures of Zhang Ruochen and the God of Nu Tian on the other coast of the Wuding Divine Sea, with a look of astonishment in his eyes.
It stands to reason that Zhang Ruochen should be the person who least wants to face a head-on confrontation between Heaven and Hell, and also the person who least wants the Thunder Clan to be annihilated, because the existence of the Thunder Clan can share the pressure of the Sword World. Why did he make such a choice?