Xin Yan cleverly pretended that everything was normal, and communicated privately with his best friend Qingluan in the world. At this time, he got the tacit approval of the imperial concubine, and then sighed: "The news of the destruction of the No. 0 ship is too shocking. Hundreds of immortals are drifting in the world.
The airspace that is half a year's drift away from the world... half a year, nothing is gone, right?"
Some people are still a little dazed and said: "Jun Ye kicked out Wulian and Wumai. What is he going to do? Can one person save the world?"
"Maybe...the world doesn't need anyone to save it?"
Siming, the Loli young master, blinked. A hundred years ago, she was the daughter of the Son of Destiny in the small world of Jiuxiangmen. She also experienced the crushing of the Wulian world. She had deep feelings about this and was somewhat aware of it.
Ye Qing hinted to her: "The war between the worlds finally comes down to size. If the Arkworld does not include the star core, it may not be able to defeat the new world, which is the fusion of the two worlds. The problem now is... the new world is in a slumber of fusion cultivation.
There will be no resistance during the period, but the two continents are about to come together, so there should be a chance..."
"You mean, Qing Chao sacrifices to the sky?" Xin Yan's eyes lit up and he held the little Loli's shoulder.
Everyone's expressions were slightly moved. They all basically experienced the first immortal dynasty. They were veterans of the Qing Emperor. They were just immortals with different cultivation lines and branches. However, they did not give up on the people of the past. At the peak of the immortal dynasty, there were tens of millions of people.
The common ideal of the Qing Emperor. If they hadn't hidden in the deep sea and had such deep roots of loyalty, the Qing Emperor wouldn't have been able to have deep influence just by relying on the nine immortals with Qing Vein.
In fact, at that time, after the end of the First Immortal Dynasty, the number of seeds spread to various veins was ten times greater than the number of people in front of them. Including the Yellow Emperor and the Black Emperor, they were all recognized as loyal ministers under the Qing Emperor.
After the rise of the main emperors of each lineage, they intentionally or unintentionally drove the front line. Most of them were due to unspeakable coincidences and died mysteriously one after another. In the case of the White Lineage, the intensity of the war was too high and the elimination was too frequent. Even the candidates for the White Emperor were not
He died several times, and Bai Di himself fought desperately on the front line several times, so no one had anything to say... In general, the murderous intentions of internal and external difficulties made more people give up the ideal of the First Immortal Dynasty and choose to be loyal to the
Pulse, people's hearts will change, how many can really persist for a million years?
But those who can still stand on this ship are all die-hard loyalists of Qing Emperor. They still clearly remember the large-scale social practice of tens of millions of people that they promoted with countless companions, and deeply understand that the Yixian Dynasty and the following four
Immortal dynasties are different in nature, and the difference mainly lies in the resonance of people's hearts and ideals.
It seems that the scale of the combined dragon energy of humans and immortals can surround the ultimate emperor who is the agent of pan-consciousness in the world, but the extent of mobilizing the origin of the world is completely different - the Azure Emperor's Azure Dragon Formation can sweep across the three avenues that took root in its heyday
In the country, the four emperors' array behind them can only suppress the Taoist gate that exits the mortal world and enjoys the legacy of the First Immortal Dynasty.
Under the eager eyes of everyone, Shao Siming glanced at his sister and nodded: "Now is the new world. The Qinghan Immortal Dynasty is actually the first Immortal Dynasty. It also has the same resonance for the Han style of the mainstream group. This book
This is a strategy that we will follow up on in our emperor’s plan.”
"It's just that after the emperor's death, others did not have her millions of years of strength, prestige, and credibility... the centrifugal rebellion happened immediately, and everyone felt that the plan might not be implemented, even if Jun Ye was the appointed successor..."
Hearing this, Xin Yan couldn't help but believe a little, and nodded: "The emperor is still here, so this strategy is the best... But now think about it, if you must explode your power without much help from the gods, there will be no precedent in history
In the past, there was only this model of the First Immortal Dynasty... and it was difficult to be the successor, so Ye Jun kicked out all the immortals who might be in the way?"
"Hmm... But I also guessed." Siming, the Loli young master, said this. He blinked his big black eyes and hesitated: "But I still don't know what Ye Jun meant when he said he came to pick me up in the world?
Qingdi's world has not risen so fast..."
Da Siming stroked his sister's hair comfortingly: "It's probably just a joke. In the world... there is no such exaggeration."
Shao Siming pouted and muttered, but no one heard him.
…………
"coming!"
In the high-level time and space, the small world ushered in a new overflow of void, and traces of green energy sprinkled into the world.
Ye Qing stood up and stretched out his Yuanshen body, just like a child learning toy building blocks, controlling this small world like an arm, with a beaming confidence in his brows and eyes.
Another young husband is building a small home of his own for himself and his newlywed wife, happily designing partitions, stairs, wiring, pipes, floors, wallpapers, ceilings...
All aspects must be taken care of, no matter how ordinary or small the home, once there is such a design opportunity, the childlike innocence hidden under the mask of men will be rejuvenated, and the sense of responsibility and creative instinct will be brought into full play at this moment.
Nothing less than a woman’s meticulous attention to detail.
Then at some point, his eyebrows dimmed again, and he looked at this small home. It was empty, missing its mistress.
The invisible red thread is gently moving in the void, like the silk thread pulling the kite in the sky. The girl in green who is waiting eagerly is perhaps a burden? But it is also a resource.
"Go and pick her up..."
Ye Qing thought like this, and he had the courage to continue to sink the boat. He took a deep breath: "Black water!"
A sky-wide ocean of spiritual springs surged up in the world, and the figures of the black water dharma elephants suddenly expanded into the sky and the earth, forming an ocean. They were running and flowing.
"loess!"
Islands rise from the ocean and then connect to form continents.
"Red fire!"
A core of fire forms deep within the earth.
"platinum!"
The core of fire forged metal.
"Aoki!"
There are all kinds of plants growing on the ground, but they are very sparse and short.
"Yin Yang·Sun and Moon!"
Finally, in the Han-style mythology, Nuwa refines colorful stones to mend the sky. It is even better than this. This is... opening up the world by herself, recreating the earth, wind, water, and fire, and making everything possible.
"I never thought that I could make it down on my own."
Stopping the preliminary work of creating the world, Ye Qingyuan Shen looked at the small world that had stabilized from surface to structure. He sighed with satisfaction and said softly: "Without the body, it would be more tragic than the five degenerations of any heavenly being...
…That’s enough.”
Rather than losing it in vain by passing through the Gangfeng layer, it is better to use it yourself and create a small world without wasting it.
This is Ye Qing's intention.
Ling just didn't expect... that he had such a trump card to recreate the world, and such determination, after all, it was watching him soar up alone.
Even if you give up your life magic weapon and sacrifice your own body, then how much will the enemy... have to pay?
The monstrous murderous intention has been brewing in the cold forest, and the potential energy is still rising. The wave has seen its general outline, and the first wave of snowball clusters in the avalanche have already made an ominous roar on the top of Mount Everest.
As for the people in the climbing camp below, they were too far apart to see, hear, or guess what was going on, so they didn't realize it yet and thought it was just a lone climber shouting.
In the end, this war is not a personal war.
This is world war.
Ye Qing's master spirit body had finally been consumed a lot by this time and had become much more transparent.
All games finally come down to strength. Now just the sacrifice of the immortal body can only make this small world a little empty. As the small world expands, the material becomes too thin and lacks a real foundation to complete it.
Next mission.
So his spiritual body pointed at a certain point, and the small world flew over, and soon arrived at the debris area where the battlefield of the big world once settled into a whirlpool.
These are the bits and pieces left over.
"Absorb the easily digestible substances first."
Meteorites, broken ships, and cave remains are all difficult to digest directly, but frozen corpses are not. They are rich in spiritual energy, and at this time, frozen corpses are seen falling one after another.
The frozen corpse fell, and spiritual energy spurted out in mid-air. It was a mixture of red and yellow energy, but without exception, it contained black energy and a trance-like face.
This is the resentment of unwillingness to die, this is the remaining spiritual essence.
But almost at the same time, a large group of dark clouds gathered, and the sky suddenly darkened. Then, a sound of thunder pierced the dense black clouds, pierced the night sky, and plunged straight into it like a sword.
"boom!"
The black energy exploded, and the face screamed unwillingly and turned into pieces.
Then, I saw streaks of lightning and thunder. There was a constant rumble in the sky, as if the two armies were at war, and rain poured down on the earth.
Visible to the naked eye, the plants grow rapidly and become dense quickly.
"It's a pity that frozen corpses are just that!"
"There's a meteorite down there!"
In the following time, Ye Qing Yuan Shen drove the small world around this airspace and swallowed the Lengji meteorite. The last calculation in Zeng Chuanlin's notes showed that the real weight was with the gravitational vortex of the entire ship of Wulian World sinking into the sea.
If you continue to drag these bits and pieces, it is impossible to grow into the main world, but it is enough to make up for the emptiness in the membrane of a small world like Ye Qing...
To go out specifically to eat these meteorites, it is not enough to have energy. You also need to have substantial resources to suppress the luck and maintain gravity to prevent them from scattering.
At this time, it is time to apply the second trump card. Wu De Ling Chi is the only one among all of the same level that can independently digest meteorites without having to rely on the world. It can be said that Ye Qing's creation of this small world itself is the prototype of the main world.
Even though Small World looks very lush now, Ye Qing gave it a four-word evaluation: Strong on the outside but hard on the inside!
Digesting the cold meteorite resources requires extra energy, and now none of it can be squeezed out. However, Ye Qing smiled slightly and sang: "Ling, don't live up to your duty as the transport captain!"
The main body of Dao has been integrated into this small world, and the homologous connection with the Crystal Palace on the surface of the star core has also migrated to the small world. The third trump card continues to play a role.
Sure enough, there was just a "buzz" sound, and green raindrops sprinkled down over the entire small world. This was not much for the entire small world, but it was enough.
"Just digest the meteorite!"
Boom boom boom, lightning flashed, meteorites shattered, five qi lingered upwards, peeling off layer by layer, and then, streams of yellow qi came out, being greedily absorbed by the world to satisfy its hungry appetite.
Time is ticking by, the time is passing by, and we are fighting for a narrow thread.