"Forget it, no matter what Chen Zu's first identity is, it is already the Hongmeng Era. This is basically the last era of our universe, because this era is the beginning of the end. When you wake up on the 12th, it must be the last era.
The ultimate half-step transcendent creature, when the elder sister fully awakens, she may not be able to suppress Twelve. And Twelve will definitely liquidate everything in this world, and there is no way he will let go of the opportunity to transcend. I am just a waste, and I can't stop Twelve.
Second brother, we can only rely on Chen Zu."
The Lord of the Fourth Tribulation gently shook his head, said something and then disappeared.
"Hongmeng Universe, Hongmeng Tribulation Master, apart from the eldest sister, Twelve is destined to be the strongest. Ah Jiu is far inferior to Twelve even when he is at his peak."
The Lord of the Ninth Tribulation whispered and disappeared.
"I am Liuyu Tian, and my brother is Futu. Maybe Liuyu Futu can fight against Twelve One by joining forces, but Chen Zu has already eaten my lotus seeds, so I just want to be a happy little girl. I leave everything to Chen Zu.
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The Lord of the Sixth Tribulation blinked at Chen Zheng's cuteness and disappeared.
"The ultimate half-step detachment? I'm afraid Twelve doesn't know that the transcendent beings in Yuwai have long been eyeing the Hongmeng Universe. The Emperor of Light in the Flan Universe was forced back even though he was able to detach, causing the collapse of the Flan Universe, so Twelve
Er is not qualified to be the ultimate villain at all! If you really want to choose an ultimate villain, I am qualified. Of course you, Chen Zheng, are also qualified, and so is No. 0! I am very suspicious, because it was you who messed with Zero in the first place.
, they came up with those so-called Immortal Dao Ancestors, so-called Era Overlords! All things are destroyed in a calamity, and the Lord of Tribulation Holy Emperor God is no exception. But after the eleventh era was destroyed, many damn guys survived, obviously
It was you and No. 0 who caused this!" The little Creation doll stared at Chen Zheng coldly. After staring for a while, he said harshly: "Chen Zheng, there will be a big battle between you and this Creation in the future!"
The little doll of creation also disappears!
"A big war? Not wearing clothes?"
At this time, Chen Zhengyuan remembered a voice in his mind. It was the voice of the cantilever spirit of the universe.
"You're a bad learner." This was the first time Chen Zheng heard the Cosmic Cantilever Spirit being so naughty, but after a slight pause he said: "Maybe this is your nature, you should have remembered a lot of things from the past, right?
Can you tell me, does the nine great reincarnations mean that there are nine cosmic cantilevers like you, and what is beyond the nine great reincarnations, is it the ultimate Creator?"
It’s just that the cantilever spirit of the universe fell silent without any response.
Chen Zheng could only smile at this. Not to mention the cosmic cantilever, he really couldn't do anything with the cosmic cantilever. If it weren't for his special body and soul, he would have become the slave of the cosmic cantilever when he first came into contact with it.
, instead of sitting on equal footing like now.
...
One night passed.
The main hall of the Eight Formations Sect.
"Please Chen Zu save the saint!"
The female demon Yan Ying has returned to her normal human body and is kneeling in front of Chen Zheng.
"Where is your saintess trapped?"
Chen Zheng asked lightly.
"The place of eternal regret!"
The female demon Yan Ying quickly replied.
A place of eternal regret?
Among the few people in the hall, except for Zhuge Qingniu, whose cultivation level was slightly weaker, the rest were also ancestors, and the ancestor of the Eight Formation Sect was even a half-step ancestor. He had lived for more than ten thousand years, but he had never heard of a place of eternal regret.
Just hearing the name of this place of eternal hatred has an indescribable weirdness, it must be an extremely unusual place.
"The place of eternal regret..."
Chen Zheng was thoughtful and thought about the past, but he had no impression at all.
"The Land of Everlasting Regret is not within the Great Thousand World, and the Land of Everlasting Regret is not outside the territory, let alone Taixu. The Land of Everlasting Regret is extremely special, and Yan Ying cannot explain how to define it. But one thing is certain, that is, I want to
To enter the Land of Everlasting Hatred, two conditions are required. One is the Order of Everlasting Hatred, and the other is a person with a special physique like Zhuge Qingniu. If he does not have such a physique, even the Era Overlord in Taixu cannot
Entering the Land of Everlasting Regret. Yan Ying also heard a rumor that the Land of Everlasting Regret was the self-proclaimed palace of the Everlasting Regret, an extremely tyrannical immortal orthodoxy in the first era. As for the Order of Everlasting Regret, Yan Ying was in the last era of immortality.
I snatched a piece from an immortal king."
Yan Ying explained.
"Isn't this...similar to the Land of the World Tree? However, the Palace of Everlasting Hatred, the Land of Everlasting Hatred, always sounds weird. Although I have already reached the level of Heavenly Emperor, I still feel that entering it will lead to death.
No difference."
Zhuge Qingniu thought of something for a moment, and then shook his head.
"The eternity of heaven and earth will eventually come to an end, but this hatred will last forever."
Chen Zheng said something.
"Eh? Can Chen Zu still write poetry? It's so wet, so wet!"
Zhuge Qingniu's eyes lit up and he quickly flattered him.
"Jushi Bai's poems are not my poems." Chen Zheng shook his head slightly and glanced at Yan Ying: "I have to wait and see in this world, but it will take some time for that guy to show up, so go there."
Let’s take a look at the Land of Hate.”
"Little girl, thank you Chen Zu!"
Yan Ying showed a happy face, bowed deeply to Chen Zheng, took out a simple talisman, and silently recited the ancient mantra, and saw a dim light suddenly light up.
"Jushi Bai... Someone who can write this kind of poem must be extraordinary. Where is Jushi Bai from? Can Chen Zu let me pay a visit to Jushi Bai? I want to learn poetry from Jushi Bai. I like it."
The woman is in the Xuanhuang world, where Confucianism and Taoism are prosperous. If I can write some eternal quatrains, I will definitely catch Rongrong... Huh?"
Zhuge Qingniu subconsciously spoke, but before he could finish his words, the ghostly light enveloped him and teleported him the next moment!
In the sect master's palace!
Only the sect leader, Zhuge Qingshan and the ancestor Zhuge Tianji are left!
"The eternity of heaven and earth will eventually come to an end, and this hatred will last forever... Alas!"
Ancestor Zhuge Tianji whispered and left the sect master's hall with a long sigh.
"The place of eternal regret..."
The remaining sect masters and Zhuge Qingshan looked at each other. Those things mentioned by the female demon Yan Ying were no longer something they could get involved in. Chen Zu just mentioned waiting in the world of Tianyun. I am afraid that the world of Tianyun will come next.
If there will be any major changes, the Eight Formations Sect should take precautions and be prepared.
...
Woohoo!
The sound of flute!
Weeping and complaining!
Like resentment and admiration!
"How can you be so sad?"
Even though Zhuge Qingniu had always been open-minded, he couldn't help crying when he heard the sound of the flute. Yan Ying on the side was not much better, her face looked downcast at the moment, like a pear blossom with rain.
Only Chen Zheng looked calm, and no matter how strange the sound of the flute was, it could not affect him at all.
At this moment, the three of them were already in the Land of Everlasting Sorrow. Looking around, they saw a cloud of wind, sand and fog. The sound of the flute came from the wind, sand and fog in front of them, but even with their spiritual thoughts, they could not penetrate it.
Of course, those were Zhuge Qingniu and Yan Ying, which was not a problem for Chen Zheng. He only glanced at the wind, sand and mist, and smiled softly: "Yes, there is something I want in this place of eternal hatred."
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ah?
Zhuge Qingniu and Yan Ying showed doubts.
Zheng!
Sudden!
The sound of the flute disappears!
There is a sound of piano coming from the wind, sand and mist!
The next moment!
Thousands of troops and horses came from the wind, sand and fog to kill!