Chapter 106 The Lord of the Planes and the God King Tang San!
“Interesting~”
Mr. Yin raised his hand to pick up the light ball, his eyes flickered, and he murmured, "It's not spiritual consciousness, it's... belongs to this world, is it a god..."
After a quick identification, Mr. Yin's eyes showed deep fatigue.
The ability to maintain this ray of consciousness until now has reached its limit, and he must fall asleep to recover.
He glanced at the light ball in his hand and threw it directly into the space of the dead, waiting for him to recover and then study it.
"Luo Heng, the rest is up to you."
Immediately, Mr. Yin murmured in a low voice, and after leaving his last words, the dark gray consciousness faded away like a tide, and once again condensed into a bead hovering in the sea of spirits.
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Douluo Star, a mysterious and ethereal place.
When Mr. Yin discovered that ray of red light, the space here suddenly shook.
The next moment, golden air flow came from all directions and condensed in one place. After a while, a strange whisper echoed in the space.
It does not belong to any language in Douluo Continent, but some words can be vaguely heard.
"Breathe...god...Shura..."
"Shura, new...ten thousand years, ascension...humanity..."
"Smuggling into the God Realm..."
"..."
The strange whisper was heavy and depressing.
Although I couldn't understand the words, I could feel the sadness and despair.
"Target...plane..."
"God Realm...Douluo...Hope..."
"Fall...crisis...destruction...confrontation..."
"Existence... special..."
"It's a pity...the plane has been decided...an alternative..."
Immediately, there was another moment of silence.
Su Luoheng's figure was reflected in the airflow in front of him.
Immediately afterwards, the surrounding space suddenly shook, and golden runes were invisibly intertwined and gathered on a being named "Su Luoheng".
Vaguely, this world seemed to have lost the existence of "Su Luoheng".
But if you look closely, you can see that he is still there without any change.
After all this last night, the air flow cleared.
The mysterious and ethereal place has regained its original calm.
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The clouds and mist are ever-changing, sometimes like rolling waves, sometimes like a quiet beauty, tumbling in the sky, each change is irregular, sometimes like white feathers floating in the sky, sometimes like a ball of light smoke, floating in the sea of clouds, making people feel
Impenetrable.
Thick vitality of heaven and earth lingers in the clouds and mist.
If an ordinary human being could come here, even if he just breathed a breath, he could extend his life by ten years.
Because this is the God Realm, this force of heaven and earth is divine power. If a soul master can practice here for one day, it is worth a year of practice in the upper and lower realms.
Not far away, in the churning sea of clouds.
A majestic and huge palace stands here.
The palace towers into the clouds, as if it is about to reach the sky. It is majestic and majestic. Under the layers of brilliant halos, the palace is surrounded by a dull sky-blue light.
This is the Poseidon Temple.
It belongs to the palace of Tang San, the law enforcer of the divine realm, the god of the sea, and the god of Shura.
Quiet room.
The god-king Tang San, who was practicing, suddenly frowned. The next moment, he suddenly opened his eyes, and a ray of dark red light flashed from the bottom of his eyes.
"How can it be?!"
"Why can't I sense my spiritual consciousness?"
Tang San frowned slightly, looking surprised.
He is the only holder of dual divine positions in the God Realm, possessing the dual divine powers of Poseidon and Shura God. Although the two divine positions have not been completely integrated yet, his divine consciousness is among the strongest in the God Realm. Even the God King
He can clearly sense his own consciousness whenever he takes action.
But now, he suddenly couldn't sense his own consciousness.
It was like disappearing out of thin air, no matter how Tang San called, there was no response.
Immediately, Tang San raised his hand and waved, and the wall in front of him flashed with light. The next moment, a magical scene happened, and the picture of Douluo Continent actually appeared on the wall.
This is a common method used by the gods to explore the lower realm.
Under his control, the picture continued to zoom in and out, until it locked onto the arctic ice field before the consciousness disappeared.
This is the place where consciousness finally appears.
Just half a month ago, he detected in advance that a son of a new dimension would appear in Douluo Continent, and he immediately started planning on Douluo Continent.
Theoretically speaking, interfering with the lower realm is against the rules of the divine realm.
But in order to defeat the God of Destruction and completely control the divine world, he no longer cares about violating the rules or not.
Besides, Tang San is the god of law enforcement, who can control him?
Moreover, Douluo Continent is his planet of origin. As long as he pays attention to his sense of propriety, even if other god kings find out, even the God of Destruction will not bother to meddle in his own business.
Of course, the premise is not to go too far.
You can turn a blind eye to a small move, but if you take action directly and blatantly violate the rules of the divine world, the God of Destruction will definitely be the first to jump out and punish you!
But Tang San wouldn't ask for trouble.
In order to completely control the son of the plane in advance and become the best tool for him to control Douluo Continent and enhance his voice in the God of Freedom, Tang San worked hard, even at the cost of his divine consciousness, and deliberately arranged layers of calculations, even at the cost of his own daughter.
They were all sent to Douluo Continent.
Just to snatch this new son of the plane away from the master of the plane.
And things happened just as he expected.
The Tianmeng Ice Silkworm was originally designed by the Lord of the Plane, but now it was descended by Tang San in advance and completed the interception.
At this point, every move of this son of the plane was under Tang San's control.
The second step of the plan is the Far North Icefield.
The Snow Emperor, a living being condensed from the purest ice-attributed energy of heaven and earth in the core circle of the Far North, is not only the master of the soul beasts that leads the Far North Icefield, but is also the incarnation of the fate of the Far North Icefield. It is also because of the luck that surrounds him.
Only with this body can she have 700,000 years of cultivation.
Moreover, luck can expand the realm of gods and increase the upper limit of the gods' cultivation.
The God Realm itself has a certain will, and the five divine kings are equivalent to the agents of the God Realm's will.
As for the god who has made the greatest contribution to the divine realm, the greater the will of the divine realm is upon him, and the greater the authority he holds, even far surpassing other divine kings.
Even the God King Tang San was extremely greedy.
So his second step is to plan the fate of the extreme northern ice field, the magic area, the Conferred God Platform, and the 100,000-year-old snow lotus. All the coincidences come from his handiwork, and they are all brought by this fortune through the son of the plane.
In the God Realm, the final benefit will naturally fall on Tang San.
As a result, at the critical moment, he couldn't sense his own consciousness!
"Strange, did my arrangement fail?"
The fate of the extreme northern ice sheet has not changed, but his own consciousness has disappeared as a result, and even the selected human being can't find any trace.
After pondering for a moment, Tang San decided to trace the origin and find the reason for the disappearance of his spiritual consciousness.
The pictures on the wall were regressing little by little: he saw the Snow Emperor slapping the death spell area with his palm, and he saw the Snow Emperor breaking through the constraints of the Conferred God Platform, etc.
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I caught a cold again. I’ll start with 6,000 today. It’s too uncomfortable.