Although the territory of Dajing cannot be regarded as Kyushu, it has ten lines of land.
The largest earth vein stretches endlessly under the Kunlun Mountains. This earth vein is the main vein, and a total of nine secondary earth veins are derived. From these nine earth veins, countless small earth veins are derived.
Now, the earth's veins are filled with generations of supernatural weapons.
The Taoist Master Xuanbing created the Imaginary Number Spiritual Network based on the supernatural Xuanbing, and then used the power of the Imaginary Number Spiritual Network to create the Nine Cauldrons and Ten Sacred Artifacts in sequence from the ten major earth veins.
These Nine Cauldrons and Ten Artifacts are the Imaginary Number Spiritual Network - the important core of the Kyushu barrier.
In the place where Dagon cannot see, there are Jizhou Ding, Yanzhou Ding, Qingzhou Ding, Xuzhou Ding, Yangzhou Ding, Qingzhou Ding, Yuzhou Ding, Liangzhou Ding, Yongzhou Ding, these nine tripods determine the world and protect the destiny of humanity.
This Jiuzhou barrier is originally an invisible imaginary spiritual network, which plays the role of filtering and defense.
Now that Dagon has broken through the realm and arrived, he is blocked by the imaginary spiritual network.
What made Dagon even more helpless was that the white-robed God of War directly grabbed Dagon's head and beat him, and all of Dagon's methods seemed to be restrained.
Now Dagon only has his physical body left to passively take beatings against the enemy.
"What method did you use? All my abilities failed?" Dagon wanted to escape, so he spoke to distract the white-robed Martial God.
The white-robed Martial God did not speak. He just pressed down with a palm. In his five fingers, the four basic powers and the power of chaos surged together, creating a world in his palm.
The old evil spirits of the Ke family possess extremely strong immortality. When the white-robed Martial God first became the Taoist master, he annihilated the evil gods of the old days with a snap of his fingers. However, they returned the next moment. It is precisely because of this that the white-robed Martial God planned to use
Repression replaces obliteration.
And the world created in this palm is the prison he prepared for Dagon.
Although it is not clear why there is only one Dagon now, it is not a big problem and the town is there.
"Earth, water, fire and wind, refining heaven and earth."
Why is it said that if you gather together the earth, fire, water and wind, you can refine the world again.
In fact, earth, water, fire and wind do not simply refer to elements. Earth, water, fire and wind actually refer to the fundamental power.
There are four fundamental forces in the universe, the strong nuclear force, the weak nuclear force, gravity, and the electromagnetic force.
Observing earth, water, fire and wind at a microscopic level, and then observing and explaining it from a physical perspective, we find that earth, water, fire and wind appear under the action of the four basic forces.
Therefore, earth, water, fire, and wind can be extended to time, space, energy, and matter.
It can also be extended to the four basic forces, this primitive power.
Because no matter which universe it is, it is inseparable from the four fundamental forces.
Naturally, Dagon cannot escape the control of the four basic forces. Dagon's abilities can be easily resolved with the four basic forces and the power of chaos.
After the creation of the world in his palm was completed, the White-robed Martial God pressed down with one palm. The White-robed Martial God's body size was naturally not comparable to that of Dagon.
So Dagon was trapped by the world in his palm, and then the dimensionality was reduced to a two-dimensional piece of paper with no concept of thickness.
The white-robed Martial God frowned.
Too weak, too weak, how could things be so simple? Dagon was suppressed so easily? Is this reasonable?
This makes sense, since Dagon is just bait.
A bait used to fish out the white-robed Martial God.
The sky is broken, and the black-robed emperor is sitting on a corrupted throne. This is a throne made of flesh, flesh and deformed bones that is constantly leaking blood. There are also signs of continuous evolution and mutation on the throne. This seems to be
A throne made of countless innocent creatures.
Even in the black robe, there are shadows that turn into countless eyes, blinking from time to time.
The pale face of the black-robed emperor was exactly the same as Qin Yuelou's.
But the next moment, a mask of black mist enveloped him, and around his eyes, ears, mouth and nose were shadows like insect tentacles that were constantly stirring.
Before the white-robed Martial God had time to understand the current situation, he was temporarily lost in the eyes of the black-robed emperor.
The successive shadow worlds rise from the feet of the white-robed Martial God like pitch-black mud and continue to climb upward.
After the white-robed Martial God came to his senses, he punched with all his strength.
But this punch only shattered a thin layer of mud shadow.
All this was witnessed by the cook and Qin Yuelou, who were protected by the Jiuzhou barrier of the virtual number spirit network.
Fortunately, the imaginary spiritual net filtered out the mental pollution, allowing the two of them to face the black-robed emperor head-on.
"Is this the old days?" Qin Yuelou didn't understand the current situation.
But the cook suddenly covered his forehead, and some memories blocked by the system leaked out.
"It's the old days, but it's not the old days we know. To be precise, it's the old days, us in other worlds." The cook said worriedly, "Yes, the system told me some time ago."
"What did you say?!" Qin Yuelou raised his eyebrows.
And above the sky, the black-robed emperor stood up from the corrupted throne, and walked step by step towards the trapped white-robed Martial God with a huge and wriggling shadow.
"Are you me in this world?" The black-robed emperor looked at the white-robed Martial God.
The cockroach-like tentacles and jointed limbs on the mask suddenly extended, heading straight towards the face of the white-robed Martial God.
However, he was caught by the white-robed Martial God.
"Good trick, these shadow silts contain high-energy worlds one after another, and this world is full of your believers and people. Under their boundless fanatical belief in you, you and them have formed an alternative.
A virtuous cycle, so that this shadow mud can be turned into a shackles that even I can't break." The white-robed Martial God said coldly.
"You can see it? It doesn't matter. Just because you can see it doesn't mean you can break it." The black-robed emperor said in a calm voice.
Then the four basic powers of the white-robed Martial God and the power of chaos were used together, and he fled billions of light-years away with the black-robed emperor and his throne.
"So what if you can't break it? Grandpa, I will fight anyway." The white-robed Martial God punched the void, causing an invisible huge earthquake.
The mud was scattered all over his body, but in this shock, the shadow of the black-robed emperor was completely broken through.
But the black-robed emperor didn't panic at all. He just melted together with the throne to form a dim sludge covering a sea of stars, turning the void part of the universe into his own territory.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Then it rolled back violently inward, wrapping the white-robed Martial God and turning it into a round ball like a black hole.
Isolate everything.
However, there were constant bulges and bulges on the small ball, and it suddenly cracked and strong energy leaked out, but the next moment it gathered and recovered.
Two Taoist masters of the same level exist. Before they are upgraded to a more powerful state, the fight between them may take tens of millions of years to determine the winner.
And among the stars, there was a being in yellow clothes with his face hidden under the hood of yellow clothes who wanted to take the little ball away.
He stretched out his hand and touched the little ball.
But then the hand and the arm disappeared, revealing endless indescribable things.
But then it grew back.
After standing still for a moment, He disappeared from the ball.
The little ball is still repeating all the previous conditions.
During the great peace, Qin Yuelou and the cook helped quell the riot.
The medical master also brought Erlang Shen and Qinglong, who had shaped their divine bodies with nano-immortal Gu, to meet with them.
Qin Yuelou has clearly explained what happened through the internal network.
"What the hell is going on?" the medical master swore, "The white-robed Martial God was held back by something else? Didn't he blow up the old days with a wave of his hand?"
"Zhenjun, what do you think?" Qinglong asked Yang Jian.
Yang Jian looked at the sky with three eyes: "Not enough, they are too far away. I am just a branch of the upper realm and cannot observe such a far place."
"Where is the upper realm?" Qin Yuelou asked Yang Jian.
"The upper realm is the only one among the three thousand worlds, and it is also the highest." Yang Jian said, "Now the war in the upper realm is also intense."
"What do you mean?" The cook was puzzled. "Aren't those old days already here? We can all hang on to them."
"There is only one in the upper world, and there is also one in the old days. In fact, the old days you are facing are just the projections they cast here. We can think about the lower world separately, and the old days can also project down, and their projections correspond to the highest standards.
It’s your world. Some worlds they don’t like, so they don’t lower projections to influence them. Some worlds they don’t notice.
Dajing is the world closest to the upper world and the highest realm below the upper world. The projections cast here allow them to understand us, but conversely, we can also understand them."
Yang Jian said this with a slightly ashamed expression.
"So our world deserves to be treated as an outcast?" Qin Yuelou asked.
"Calm down, the True Lord is one of the few immortals in the upper world who disagrees with this move. It is for this reason that I can ask him to come down." Qinglong and Xini said.
"Calm down, the question now is not those old days, but why did we, the evil gods, appear in other worlds." The cook asked the question he was most concerned about.
But then, his memory revived a little.
"I understand... Fuck I understand." The cook covered his head, his eyes full of devastation.
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The white-robed Martial God and the black-robed emperor kept fighting each other and learned a lot from the black-robed emperor.
"Are you wondering why I appear here?" The black-robed emperor asked the white-robed Martial God, "We all know about the multiverse, but do you know what a world line is?"
The white-robed Martial God was smart and understood the meaning after the black-robed emperor finished speaking.
But the black-robed emperor continued.
"Dajing is not the only one. Dajing is infinite, but this infinite Dajing is not only parallel, but also up and down. The best place in the world line is up, and the worst place in the world line is down. The Dajing where I am is not the same.
It was truly a decadent and chaotic time. I led a group of brothers. Yes, just like you, I also had a clone. Together we overthrew Dajing and re-established Daqin.
We worked tirelessly to deal with everything that could destroy Dajing, but in the end we were defeated by the shadows. So I united all the brothers and absorbed the shadows. I also became the black-robed emperor. After the projection of the old days came, I also
accommodated by me,
But I don’t accept it, why can you enjoy the hard-won beauty, why can you continue to look forward to tomorrow, so I want to keep improving.”
The white-robed Martial God can understand parallelism and up and down. In Dajing where they are, they only have to face the projection of the past.
But the world where the black-robed emperor lives still has to face the so-called [Shadow].
Perhaps the level of the world they are in is not high, but in the process of continuous improvement, the black-robed emperor is also constantly becoming stronger.
And the old days he absorbed into his body polluted him and turned the black-robed emperor into himself. Therefore, such a guy can be regarded as the old days, but this guy is considered a supernumerary of the old days.
"Can you bring disaster to other worlds at will because of your envy and hatred?!" the white-robed Martial God asked.
"Even without me, there will be others who will do it, but I have to reach the upper realm faster than them."
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