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In the sea of thunder in the distance, someone turned into a human-shaped lightning. This was golden thunder, extremely conspicuous.
There was another roar, almost appearing together with ten thousand thunders, shaking the sky again.
This is a golden roc, flying across the nine heavens.
There is a true god resurrecting. This is the true god from the ancient times, the true divine beast that was born when the heaven and earth first opened.
"The golden-winged roc..." The man in blue looked up and murmured.
As he opened his mouth, water continued to flow up into the sky, merged into the thunder, and then flowed into the distance.
In the water and sky, the pure water turns into silver. It is indistinguishable from the thunder. Even the thunder has merged into it without knowing that there is anything else.
The next moment, in the bright red lake, the figure of the man in blue was gone. Everything was evaporating into smoke, and everything was turning into annihilation, including the two heads like mountains.
These were two extremely powerful ghost immortals, even more powerful than the one in the distance, but they were still killed by the man in blue without any effort.
The ghost immortal did not notice that anyone was approaching at this moment. His mind was completely attracted by the golden roc bathed in thunder.
The powerful aura was like the arrival of a divine beast. It made his body tremble uncontrollably, and he could no longer pay attention to anything else. Even if the man in blue put his hand behind his back, the sound of flowing water could be heard in his ears and penetrated his body.
, also completely unaware.
Just because this ghost immortal was dripping with sweat.
"What on earth...happened!!!"
The ghost immortal was still unable to move, and the palpitations in his heart became more intense as the golden light in the sea of thunder dazzled.
He felt the smell of death!
At his level, there is not much power here that can erase it, not even the mysterious thunder of heaven and earth. Even if the soul is scattered, it can be reunited.
But at this time, he only had the desire to die. This desire was that he could not control himself, his body could not control himself, and his heart could not control himself. Even if he still wanted to live, he could only hope not to die.
"What happened..."
Guixian once again asked himself, the transformed big handprint in front of him had already collapsed in the sea of thunder, turned into crystal points, and scattered in all directions.
The crystals are dotted and beautiful, but they hide a murderous intent.
The man in blue was already in the center of the thunder, only a few hundred thousand miles away from where the golden roc appeared.
"What exactly did he see?"
The man in blue looked straight at the golden roc hundreds of thousands of miles away and saw the figure in it.
Qi and blood surged majestically, and they penetrated the sky. However, the golden light was too bright, covering up the blood, so the blood pillars could not be seen.
And because of the terror of killing the qi machine, I couldn't clearly feel the majestic energy and blood.
Everything was hazy, including the young man, who had no idea about it all.
He turned into a golden roc, not because of himself, but because of a book page.
A page was torn from the book in the statue's hand. The page came to the top of the young man's head, and was torn into cracks in a gust of wind, and also turned into crystal points.
These crystal points were all sprinkled into the young man's body. Bit by bit, they were buried in the veins of his body.
He seemed to see the world first opening, a god quietly rising up, and the burst of thunder turning into a kind of catastrophe. When a huge figure passed through, even the galaxies countless light years apart were shattered.
Suddenly, a large cauldron descended from the sky. This was not the illusory galaxy that the young man had seen, but the real world.
The great cauldron overwhelms the world and shakes the sky. There is a powerful momentum that is gradually rising. This momentum makes even the man in blue feel depressed.
"This person... is comprehending the origin of Tao and tracing back to
, the source of blood." The man in blue took a deep breath, and after a moment, a bright light flashed in his eyes.
"No, there is an unimaginable force pouring over the top. So... does this force come from that stone?"
At this moment, several eyes fell on this place.
These are all true gods who are rushing here. The pursuit along the way naturally alarms others, but the distance is too far and they cannot rush there in a short time.
There were three figures, stopped a million miles away. They did not take action, but just watched the changes. Because no one knew where this change in the world came from or who it came from.
There was a whistling sound. It was the call of the great roc again. Then the thunder and golden light everywhere disappeared without a trace.
At this moment, the young man had opened his eyes, and in front of his eyes, the statue sitting on the white tiger was no longer there.
"Watching the flowers?"
The young man murmured, his eyes filled with confusion.
I walked around watching lanterns and flowers. There were glimpses of light everywhere.
Is this the time before death? So we see the origin of a clan?
The young man smiled bitterly and slowly closed his eyes. But when he closed his eyes, there was another trance in front of him.
I saw that statue again.
At this moment, it was not what he saw, but everyone in this world.
It's close at hand, but within reach, it's far away. It seems that even if you travel across mountains and rivers for countless light years, you can't touch it.
With the wind, dew, rain and frost, I saw that the bright river was full of sky, and my tentacles were stretched out, so I hung upside down.
What people see is that the heaven and earth have turned upside down, and that the sky has been stepped on by this statue. However, the feet of this statue have never touched the ground, as if they cannot bear to contaminate the once clear and clear world.
At this moment, there was an uproar in the seven realms of God's Domain.
This rain of flowers that has lasted for more than six hundred years is still continuing. However, the world is different today.
This is the clear glow and the bright moon, the glory and the echo. It is the illumination of light in the darkness.
As the rain of flowers became more intense, people saw the eyes on the statue flashing with light.
This is a look of pity.
In a daze, people heard a soft sound. It was the sound of rocks breaking. Looking up, people saw a crack, which cracked directly from the forehead of the statue to the chest.
The pages continued to turn, and another vision of heaven and earth appeared. With four pieces of paper, only four people could see the vision of heaven and earth.
Some people looked up blankly and exclaimed.
"Xie Yu!"
"Owner!"
"Chu Cheng......"
In this world, there are finally people who recognize this statue. They are all confused in their hearts. I don’t know why that person became a statue.
"The continuation of thousands of years, the inheritance of the ages. Now that we have obtained it, why not fight? This is the Tower of Ten Thousand Books, the inheritance of all gods. People in the world, if they can see the stone on this mountain, they should open the source of the vein...
..”
In the holy mountain, an old voice murmured, his eyes filled with light.
"Six hundred years... Guanshu Tower has finally appeared in the world. It is said that, having obtained the legend of Ten Thousand Books, he should have the destiny of the Nine Heavens and become the destined person who is above all living beings and above the taboo position."
"Where Guanshu Tower... Guanshu Tower... comes from, not even this God knows. I only know that it comes from the same lineage as Jiutian, and among the past dynasties, it has also been the leader of Xuantian."
Only you can control it."
"Although the person in this statue has no breath, he still has a destiny here. This destiny... Even I dare not use this as a guide to deduce it. Lord of the Netherworld... the person you like
Where did it come from? It actually made me feel that if I deduced it, there would be a fatal crisis..."
There was a soft sound of bamboo, and a withered hand knocked on the bamboo chair. His heart was full of doubts. Suddenly, the old man suddenly thought of something and stood up suddenly.
"The Lord of the Netherworld... once said that there was once a strong man in the world who was qualified to stand on the top of the world. He was also the most qualified person in the world to usher in the era of taboo."
"But... that person, because of the inference of one person, embarked on the path of certain death... Could it be... that this person is..."
The old man suddenly raised his head and his eyes fell directly on the statue of the man.
"The person who is destined to be in the position of the Nine Heavens. Holding the Guanshu Tower in his hand...the emperor...the emperor..."
The old man's heart was shocked. Thinking of all these things, he finally realized it.
The Lord of the Netherworld is the oldest existence here. He is also the strongest person in all the worlds. There is no one, only the strongest.
There is only one possibility for such a supreme being to be willing to pave the way for it, even at the cost of serious injury, to wipe away the worries left by the statue's man.
That is, this person's origin is greater than that of the Lord of the Netherworld.
"In this world, only the emperor can make the Lord of the Netherworld, who is at the peak of the second level of the Sky Realm, bow his head and become his vassal. The emperor... I didn't expect that the emperor is really not dead." The old man was extremely shocked.
A supreme being who has dominated nine lifetimes, now lives for another lifetime, and continues on the road to invincibility?
This strength makes all the strong men in the vast world bow down.
Another voice suddenly came, a soft voice that echoed everywhere in the seven realms of God's Domain.
People don't know where this sound comes from. Because this sound has no source.
This is a word of war, falling in the ears of four people between heaven and earth.
The atmosphere was majestic, and the energy and blood surged. The man in blue saw it again, and saw thousands of thunders roaring.
He was motionless and automatic. The young man seemed to be a puppet whose strings were pulled, but he seemed to be really under his control.
The blood is strong and the Dharma is astonishing. The young man once again stands in the sea of thunder.
With a loud roar, his black hair turned into golden threads, and each thread cut through the sky.
At this moment, the statue finally truly disappeared. But as it disappeared, three more cracks appeared on the forehead.
The young man is no longer scarred, but has a majestic and upright body, and is unrivaled in the world.
The ghost fairy was able to move after the statue disappeared, but the sweat on his body was still there.
He is the body of a divine soul, so naturally he should not sweat like this. This is the power of the divine soul disappearing, turning into pearls and dripping.
"war!"
The young man roared loudly at this moment, feeling the power that seemed to be inexhaustible in his body. The cross scripture that appeared at the beginning of the battle was running in his heart, and he instantly came to the ghost immortal and punched it.
A roar!
This is the golden roc magical method, which once again evolves the power of the divine beast. When the golden light shines out, the world is in awe.
The beauty in the world is nothing but gorgeous blood flowers.
With one punch, a rainbow of black blood burst out, and the heaven and earth shattered. It was also struck by the thunder cauldron, and the power of the thunder method was unparalleled in the world.