The Han Palace was brightly lit and silent. Everyone knew that the Qing Han Immortal Dynasty had reached the most critical stage. Their expressions were filled with uncontrollable nervousness. They looked at the young man above him wearing a navy blue crown. This man was naturally left by Ye Qing.
One of the three avatars, he walked in the main hall, his eyes calm, occasionally looking at the three-dimensional sand table spread out on the ground.
The golden color representing sunlight has spread across Wulian Continent, and dawn has arrived.
The pale figure of the Ark, carrying the icy coldness of world-destroying death, arrived at this dawn, but the real body has not returned, and no one even knows...the main body will never return to this lower level of time and space.
Some people sighed and thought, but now they felt something. Ye Qing's clone suddenly raised his head, with a slightly strange expression.
The lock on the clone's body... is being unlocked.
boom!
The dragon energy surged into his body, the spiritual pool was expanding and condensing, the yellow energy in his body quickly rose to the green energy, and he suddenly understood everything, this is like a rising tide lifts all boats!
The rising tide that truly crosses the high energy level lifts all boats. The avatar has no restraints at all in this layer of time and space. Even with the death of the original Tao body, the competition mode is unlocked. Only the most powerful Tao body will obtain the power of the main soul.
Bet!
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On the Wulian Continent, under the morning light, there was a roar of smoke and dust. The green torrent from nine directions bombarded the dragon energy veins along the earth. The fairy light barriers were broken one after another. The Wulian Holy Mountain rose from the ground, escaping from the core of this whirlpool, along with the attached immortals.
The Tianshan Mountains were also uprooted, forming a great formation in the sky.
Although this avoids the backlash of the mainland's local atmosphere and popularity, it also means completely giving up the ownership of this continent, while leaving the possibility of delaying the return of Wu Lian and others.
"Wulian ran away -" the immortals of the Five Meridians cheered.
"The saint has been defeated..." The enemy on the opposite side wailed in despair.
With the enemy's largest core node nail removed, the Qinghan Xianchao airship cluster also gathered here, dropping troops and quickly spreading dragon energy. The general on the ship was much more silent. His Majesty seemed not to be back... Victory
Can the fruits really fall into the hands of the Han people?
At this time, the nine immortal figures landed on the big pit after Wulian Holy Mountain flew away.
It's Qingluan and others.
The clothes worn by the Phoenix girl were a bit loose, covering up her graceful figure. She held an exquisite green wood altar lightly in her palms and placed it in the pit. The altar that belonged to the former First Immortal Dynasty suddenly took root and grew in the wind, turning into a huge
On the altar, many heavenly soldiers and goddesses descended, incense smoke lingered, flowers fell from the sky, and fairy sounds were faint.
Seeing that these immortals were about to ascend the altar and pick the fruits of victory, several young Han army forward generals turned red in the face and said loudly: "Wait a minute!"
"Um?"
Qingluan glanced at them with cold eyes.
The coercion of the heavenly being made those people immediately kneel down unable to bear the pressure. They could no longer shout out, but their expressions were still struggling, and they roared in a low voice like a wild beast: "Your Majesty... is the one who can balance the sky and the sky at the same time.
Earth, the celebrant of men.”
"But he's not here." Donghuang sighed and explained.
Qingluan doesn't care. Only Qingdi cares about mortals, not her. She only cares about her Taoist companion... returning.
Fairy Nanzui knew that this sister was in a bad mood, so she gently untied the conditions of those people and followed Qingluan to the altar without falling too far behind the others. The time was too delicate now.
The sudden change at this moment was transmitted back to the Han Palace through countless passages. The faces of the officials were all a little pale. Suddenly, they were surprised to see the man in Mianfu leaving the palace door. Looking from behind, he could see that the aura on his body was... perfect.
Everyone couldn't help being shocked and murmured: "It's your Majesty..."
"But wasn't it a clone just now..."
"Could it be that for the sake of speed, the main body is left in the upper world and the main soul returns?"
There was no response, a cyan figure flew out, and was dropped to the Wulian Continent with lightning speed. The speed of the immortal disappeared in an instant, which made everyone slightly confused. Even the power of the immortal seems to have not exceeded the limit now, and the power of the main priest may not be the same.
Wait until you can compete with the Qingmai Tianxian.
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"The expansion is saturated."
The Ark has made about fifty jumps in total. If there is no trick to reduce the jump distance, based on the maximum distance of the beyond-horizon jump, it is estimated that it will be close to the gravitational range of Qingdi's world, and only the last jump is left.
Ye Qingyuan's spiritual body stopped from devouring meteorites and looked around. Everything he could see was bright, warm, and lush, which was in sharp contrast to the darkness, coldness, and monotony of the vast void further away.
Ling mistakenly thought that she was alone, even if the Dao body spirit pool tempered in high-level time and space was far from being able to bear it, she would basically squander the useless energy. At this time, it was not wasted, and it was all used to absorb and digest the meteorite.
The combination of energy and matter has combined the resources of the small world. In terms of matter, it is still lackluster, but in terms of energy, it has been condensed into the overflow of the Ark's fifty high-energy jumps.
reached saturation.
The whole world is a little sleepy from being full, and this feeling is reflected in the body of the Yuanshen. While it is still awake, it sinks down to the end of the earth, and then comes to the origin ocean of the world, where pure energy gathers, and the center of the world.
The last time Ye Qing, Qianqian, and Nuwa visited the original ocean of the Qing Emperor's world, they were unable to touch it. It seemed to be an illusory spiritual level. So that attempt to awaken the origin and restart the super weapon failed, regardless of the dragnet inherited from this area.
Even the Chaos Thunder Array inherited from the outside world cannot be activated.
In fact, this is also a bit of a utopia for ship spirit girls. The designers of Ark used the fragments of the heart of the world to cultivate ship spirit girls. This is a genius idea, using their talents of being born from the fragments of the heart of the world, and jointly simulating the origin of the Ark.
Even if others are Daotian citizens who can establish sovereignty over them with cloud network authority, they cannot truly touch their deepest layers. Ling was once able to enter, but lost this ability after transforming into a Daotian citizen.
Ye Qing and Ling, in this sense, are on the same level of competition. Their individual strength is limited and they rely on the existing basic conditions of the world to fight. The peak of the fight is the super weapon with the overall characteristics of the world, which is controlled by the agent.
Hold this most powerful sword and fight against the sky!
This is the current mainstream model of world wars in the void and the world wars, with the bets being increased layer by layer.
"But...can I flip the table?"
Comrade Ye Qing, the table-turning maniac from Beijing, has never changed his wild nature. He has wanted to trample on the rules of the world for a long time, but he just didn't get the chance. Until he created and maintained the world with his own hands, things suddenly changed.
The master of the building can freely touch the deepest bottom.
Define the origin directly.
Define weapons.
Groups of transparent spiritual liquid emerged from the original ocean of the world. It was a replica of the original water group on the back cover of Sichuan Lin's Notes, as if the seeds of life were constantly replicating themselves in the dark ocean of chaotic hot soup, mutating, relics of evolution, and the whole
The collection of pan-consciousness in the world all worships the original Creator. Almost every time the light jumps, it can feel its Yuanshen body rising, and its life span rises straight up.
The side effect is an increasingly strong drowsiness, and it can't help but smile bitterly: "Stop! Stop it!"
But this order can no longer be implemented. The pan-consciousness of the world can understand everything, but it cannot understand the concept of 'stop'... They don't stop.
"Is life endless?" He squinted his eyes and observed, and finally understood something.
Their nature is to endlessly emerge from the chaos of the void as a superposition of geometric series possibilities. Without such knowledge, the heart of the world cannot be achieved and the core of uplifting the world cannot be achieved. They do not stop in their own way.
At the same time, it also seeks to produce qualitative changes with the quantitative changes of the same aggregation, and naturally regards the most powerful Ye Qing in the original ocean as the core of the aggregation.
Now in a saturated state, it started to accelerate the urge to sleep, just like Ye Qing... This did not mean to stop. The evolution of that complex stacked state was constantly being updated even in deep sleep.
"Is it a good thing to get some sleep now?"
The Yuanshen body is a little strange in accepting their information. It really cannot do so, and it is not sure whether it will be the same after waking up... There are still many things that have not been completed, and many people are worried about it, and they are holding back more and more.
Feeling sleepy, he held up a transparent water ball with his palm, causing this thing to break away from the original ocean of the world. If he looked carefully, it contained small curled-up spiral fragments. It was not the complete heart of the world. It was very small, with only vague fluctuations of pan-consciousness.
, and a little strange.
"Strange air?"
After thinking for a while, he pointed his finger and said: "Deport!"
Regardless of whether these general consciousnesses go deep into the source, they are weak in individual cases, just like the small shareholders of the company who cannot compete with the large shareholders who have absolute control and disappear with a swipe.
When it was thrown out of the original sea, this thing was just a small ball. After it appeared on the ground, it suddenly wrapped up a piece of water and soil in the world and turned into a wild giant. Its body was made of earth and stone, its eyes were blood-red, and it held something like a spear.
The log cane, with a look that was just beginning to wake up, looked suspicious, and said in a loud and vague voice: "What is this place?"
Quiet.
"who I am?"
silent.
"anyone there?"
The giant wandered for a while, always feeling that he should not be here, as if he had been kicked out of the paradise, and finally stared at the sunset in the sky. Suddenly he felt that the light was very familiar and kind, and he strode after him with a happy expression.
It seems that I am catching the last bus.
"Hey...wait a minute!"
The giant ran alone on the wild land, seemingly able to catch up with the sun, but in fact he could never catch up.
Heaven and earth are no longer on the same level.
Behind the scenes, the Creator accelerated the cycle of the sun and the moon. The giant did not notice anything unusual. Its thinking was still very simple. It ran faster and consumed more energy. In fact, in only half a minute, its eyes gradually became confused and its steps became confused.
The fatigue stopped, and the expression was very lonely. Then when the sun set, the body collapsed and turned into primitive earth and stone, and the last sigh disappeared into the air.
A first-generation life that lasted only half a minute, an innate god.
It died of fatigue and loneliness.
Attachment: The above clones and worlds are just the words of a novelist and do not need to be taken seriously.