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Chapter 809 Crisis

Divine thoughts are an extremely strange existence. According to legend, after the death of ancient gods, there is a small chance that spiritual consciousness will be born from the immortal obsessions during life.

The ancient gods include the immortals from the ancient Hades era, the supreme true god, and the puppets and monsters who have cultivated themselves to the extreme.

Before his rebirth, Chen Yu had seen the thoughts of gods in the ancient realm.

It was a supreme true god who was surrounded and suppressed by a terrifying dark force in the main realm. He died of exhaustion and has been dead for more than a million years.

At that time, in order to prevent the true god from being born, the dark force sealed the god's body in large and small coffins and exiled him deep in the starry sky.

But more than a million years later, the obsession with the immortality of the true god still gave birth to the concept of God.

The divine mind controlled the divine body, and he came back to the main realm to liquidate the dark forces.

It was an earth-shattering battle. Large areas of territory were destroyed. The sea of ​​stars fell from the sky like a raging ocean. Stars fell one by one. It was the real doomsday for all living beings.

Not to mention the true gods, even the combat energy of the Supreme Tribulation Realm is enough to destroy everything in the world.

If the Tribulation Supreme Beings in the main realm, including True God, really want to fight, they will choose to go to the stars outside the realm and give it a try.

But the mind of God has no emotions, it doesn't care about all living things at all, it only wants revenge.

In order to save the people of Li from the fire and water, Master Chen Yu, the Demon King of Hell, intervened. He and several friends who were also false gods joined forces to seal the god's thoughts in the small underworld, and used the vast world as a formation to suppress them.

Go down.

Even though thousands of years had passed, Chen Yu still couldn't forget that god's mind. It was so powerful that it almost inherited everything that the true god had during his lifetime.

Kung Fu, magic weapons, strength including combat experience!

The Demon King of Hell told Chen Yu that if you want to give birth to a god, you must at least transcend the Tribulation Realm to achieve it.

Because the bodies of the Supreme Beings and True Gods in the Tribulation Realm will last forever after their death, the obsession with immortality will deepen day by day, until finally the thought of gods is born.

"Wan Yaoling has been dead for only 30,000 years, how could he have the idea of ​​a god?" Chen Yu's eyes were filled with incredulity.

There are many records about the thoughts of gods in the ancient history of the main realm. Chen Yu has seen that the person who gave birth to the thoughts of gods the fastest was a supreme being in the Tribulation Realm.

That Supreme Being was killed by his enemies, with tens of thousands of members of his entire family killed. His three souls and seven souls were also refined, and they lost the chance of reincarnation.

His obsession with immortality took 390,000 years to form the idea of ​​gods. This record has not been broken to this day.

But in a small place, a hero who was only half a step into the Nascent Soul took thirty thousand years.

This is so fucking unreasonable! yyls

What is Wan Yaoling’s eternal obsession?

"Immortal god, Taoist, why do I feel a chill down my spine? Mr. Chen, let's run away quickly!" Ji Jianting was so frightened that his body was twitching all over.

"Don't be afraid!" Chen Yu comforted: "So what if it is really a divine thought, Wan Yaoling was only half a step into the Nascent Soul before his death, and he is far from my opponent."

"Then you just escaped with a hammer?" Ji Jianting said contemptuously.

"Taoist Priest, I would like to advise you to pay attention to your safety when speaking." Chen Yu glanced at Ji Jianting coldly.

In the mausoleum before, Chen Yu was indeed frightened. After all, the ancient man who had been dead for 30,000 years suddenly opened his eyes. He was brave enough not to collapse on the ground.

Now that it was confirmed that the divine mind was born in Wan Yaoling's corpse, Chen Yu was not so scared anymore.

With his current level, no one can be his opponent unless the six giants of the Mysterious Spirit World encircle and suppress him.

"Buzz!" At this moment, the spear belonging to Wan Yaoling, which Ji Jianting had been holding in his hand, started to buzz and tremble.

The cracked gun body trembled violently, which was an instinctive desire. There was a vague intelligence inside this long gun. It noticed that its owner woke up from his slumber.

"Let go!" Chen Yu shouted.

Ji Jianting was so frightened that he almost cried. He wanted to throw away the spear, but he couldn't.

At this moment, the body of the spear was like strong glue, clinging to Ji Jianjian's hand, and he couldn't let go at all.

The spear seemed to have grown into Ji Jianting's flesh and blood, regardless of the other.

Buzz! The trembling sound suddenly shrieked, and at this moment the spear burst out with brilliant white light, like an immortal light.

As if sensing Wan Yaoling's call in the mausoleum, the spear flew out, taking Ji Jianting with it, and rushed into the tomb passage dozens of meters away.

"What the fuck, Grandpa Chen, hurry up and save me, I don't want to die." In the dark and gloomy tomb passage, Ji Jianting's miserable voice could be heard crying for his father and mother.

"You deserve to die!" He said this, but Chen Yu rushed in anyway. He couldn't just watch Ji Jianting be killed by the gods.

The tomb passage was not very long, but it was only a few hundred meters long, and Chen Yu reached the end in one stride.

At the end of the space, Wan Yaoling has walked out of the coffin. At this moment, he is holding the spear tightly in his right hand and pinching Ji Jian's neck with his left hand. He lifts the fat Taoist priest who weighs more than 300 kilograms into the air, as if he is holding a ball.

Ant.

Ji Jianting's pig-headed face was purple and blue due to the suffocation, and his forehead was bulging with blue blood vessels, as if they would explode in the next moment.

"Let him go!" Chen Yu shouted at God Nian.

Wan Yaoling turned his head stiffly. He looked at Chen Yu, his pupils were cold and heartless, without any emotion that humans should have.

This is the thought of God!

Their actions are arbitrary and impossible for outsiders to guess.

One second it was still chasing the sun and the moon, but the next second it might set off a dark turmoil.

The people of Li live in pursuit of wealth and power, while the cultivators are deceiving each other and climbing up step by step, for strength and immortality.

But the thoughts of gods have no purpose. They are not fighting for power or gain, nor are they seeking immortality, they are only for protection or revenge.

"Bang!" Shen Nian waved his hand, and poor Ji Jianting flew out on the spot, hit the stone wall hard, and slid down, with a lot of blood pouring out of his mouth.

Under Chen Yu's solemn gaze, Wan Yaoling stretched out a hand to him.

Chen Yu's face froze as he thought of something.

The gods are asking for the "Holy Spirit Book".

It seems that my vision is correct. The Holy Spirit Sutra is not just a simple exercise. The paper material is the real opportunity.

Narrowing his eyes slightly, Chen Yu stared at Wan Yaoling.

The Taizu of the Holy Spirit Sect was in an extremely strange state. His face was as pale as paper, and he looked exactly like a dead person. There was no breath of life in his body, and his flesh and blood had lost its vitality and essence.

There was no pulse, no heartbeat, no breathing, and he didn't even feel pain.

This is the thought of God!

"Boom!" The airflow in the space was suddenly stirred, and Chen Yu took the initiative and rushed towards Wan Yaoling.

The Holy Spirit Scripture is nothing in Chen Yu's eyes, but he has to decide on those papers, not to mention a Wan Yaoling or a God's Nian, even if the King of Heaven comes, I won't give it to them.

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