During the battle, Lu Qingping and Zhu Rong both felt their hearts pounding.
At this moment, they all understood what Gonggong, who had broken up his true body, was going to do.
"He wants to self-destruct his true spirit, rely on his connection with half of this great god's body, stir up everything here, and die with us!"
Zhu Rong roared like crazy, with a bit of fear.
This is a trick that Zhu Rong has tried repeatedly in so many universes.
Whenever he fails, he always wants to drag others along with him.
This time, he has failed, but he is so crazy that he will gamble all his true souls, drag everyone in the Yin and Yang Dao sea into the water, and destroy them together.
"There is only one owner of this divine body, and that is the person who laughs last in this soul fusion!"
Gonggong Zhenling sent out a crazy and domineering voice that spread throughout this place.
It turns out he didn't intend to commit suicide.
Instead, he wants his true spirit to affect part of the power of his divine body, and transfer everything of the three people here into the sea of yin and yang.
It's like a big millstone.
Whoever can persevere until the end is truly immortal will not only be able to devour others, but also become the only master here!
This is the most dangerous and crazy choice.
But it was Gonggong’s last resort to make a comeback.
If he hadn't been teamed up to destroy his body, why would he have chosen such a crazy move?
If you are not careful, you will be swallowed by the other two.
"Damn it!"
Lu Qingping's heart beat, but she could no longer stop it.
After the Gonggong True Spirit exerted its power, a supreme divine power was transmitted down from the sky of the Yin-Yang Dao Sea.
That is the power of this great divine body.
Gonggong communicated this power with the final source of the true spirit.
In an instant, a terrifying whirlpool rolled up in the sea of ancient divine consciousness that was filled with Yin and Yang Dao Qi, like a black hole that could swallow thousands of planets.
Thousands of yin and yang Dao Qi are spinning crazily.
A suction force that could not be resisted by the saint was transmitted from the vortex.
No saint can resist it.
Not to mention the three three and a half steps here are sacred.
"You two, one is half useless and the other is an outsider."
"This is just what I want!"
"I, Zhu Rong, must be the one who laughs last!"
Zhu Rong was quickly swallowed up.
But he let out a domineering and old roar, with reason after panic just now.
Gonggong used his last true spirit to complete the act of stimulating the power of the divine body.
This means that in this whirlpool, all he has left is his memory.
And Lu Qingping is an outsider and has nothing to do with this great body.
In this dangerous battle that is about to devour each other and cause conflict, he, Zhu Rong, must be the one who is most certain to win.
Rumble, rumble!
The great storm of Yin and Yang Dao Qi in the ancient god's sea of consciousness finally sucked all three of them into it.
Before being swallowed up by Tao Qi Wanquan, Lu Qingping also understood what would happen next.
"This is a battle to see whose memory can dominate."
A person's memory is the proof of a person's existence.
In Lu Qingping's consciousness, he was surrounded by bizarre scenes in all directions.
There are eternal images from the ancient wilderness.
Among them, huge gods and demons with bodies like mountains are running across the land, carrying mountains on their shoulders, and cutting off rivers with their hands.
There are also scenes of immortals flying into the sky and escaping from the earth, and magic weapons shaking the sky and splitting the sky.
A tall, ethereal shadow of a true immortal hangs between heaven and earth.
Among the clouds, there are millions of immortal figures, driving immortal boats, immortal boats, and immortal ships, across thousands of worlds.
The starry sky is vast, and there is an ancient portal with the word "Southern Sky" written on it.
There is also a vast Buddha's light, like a small world filled with mud and sand, surrounding a huge mountain, rotating like a planetary ring, from which comes the singing that shakes the entire world.
"These are the memories of Zhu Rong and Gonggong's different lives!"
Lu Qingping's heart sank.
And today’s universe has gone through countless lifetimes.
Counting from the beginning of time, these two ancient gods have lived through innumerable generations, which proves their age and infinite heritage.
On the contrary, as a person who only has the memory of the earth and this life, he has too little to rely on in this battle for the body that relies on memorizing past information!
"Judging from these scenes, they have all awakened in at least five or even six lifetimes. If we add in the forty-nine reincarnations in this lifetime..."
In an instant, a vast sea of ancient memory fragments invaded Lu Qingping's mind like a tide.
This is a dangerous confrontation without any bells and whistles.
It has nothing to do with cultivation, nothing to do with combat power, nothing to do with Dao...
It purely depends on how rich a person's life experience and past are.
The real bodies of the three of them are either intact or broken, and they have all been sucked into the sea of yin and yang.
In the Yin and Yang Dao Sea, all Dao Qi began to condense, turning like a huge cocoon in the center of the ocean, surrounded by ancient Dao Qi, flowing.
Yin and Yang are the most essential things in the universe.
It swallowed everything in, including the strength and cultivation of the three people, and turned them into part of this cocoon, which can no longer be used by anyone.
The cocoon only belongs to three people, only their memories.
Rumble, rumble~~~
Lu Qingping is being eroded by endless horrific and old images.
This is an extremely huge and vast land.
Sudden.
A giant god of immeasurable height, who could only see the ethereal clouds surrounding his waist from below, took a step forward, broke through the mountains as thick as the stars, and crashed into the divine peak in the center of the sky and earth that supports the stars of the universe and the vast world.
…
"Gonggong's anger touches Mount Buzhou!"
Only such a thought flashed through Lu Qingping's consciousness.
Immediately, the sky collapsed in my consciousness and the earth cracked!
Zhurong is roaring.
Gonggong was laughing proudly.
"In your past, who can be as glorious as me!?"
Every time the earth falls apart, Gonggong's memory impacts and refines the memories of others.
Boom~
Between heaven and earth, an ancient and majestic black emperor suddenly appeared.
The sky and the earth surround him.
"This is Emperor Zhuanxu..."
Gonggong in the picture was struck out by Emperor Zhuanxu and crushed under the infinite earth.
Immediately, he was so angry that he crashed into Mount Buzhou again!
This is already a scene from another world.
"Hahahahahaha..."
Gonggong's overbearing laughter echoed in Lu Qingping's consciousness.
The battle between him and Emperor Zhuanxu was so earth-shattering, and the impact and assimilation of Lu Qingping and Zhu Rong was so terrifying!
Passing through life after life.
Memory is like the most terrifying force in the world.
These things that once existed are the most unchangeable and immortal facts in the world.
Who can change the past?
Precisely because no one can change it, everything in the past is so irresistible, difficult to get rid of, and difficult to fight against.
Zhu Rong's memory also impacted Lu Qingping's mind.
This prehistoric god and demon even served as a priest of the Ministry of Fire under Emperor Yan of the human race. He was also reincarnated as the son of Gong Gong, the grandson of Emperor Xuanyuan, and the purgatory demon of the Buddhist clan...
But compared to Gonggong’s magnificent past, they are far inferior.
Lu Qingping could feel that Zhu Rong was using a special method to stir up some forces beyond memory to fight for it.
This body is half of him, so he can control some power, but it is limited.
Only Lu Qingping has neither a glorious past nor physical divine power.
It was almost as if the memories of the two ancient gods were completely dissipated under the impact.
suddenly.
Memories from another life appeared in the consciousness of the three of them.
"What is this life? Is it Zhu Rong's memory?"
This is boundless darkness, as if the tides of time and space are rippling.
Zhu Rong also wondered whether this was a certain life of Gonggong.
then.
The darkness faded away like a tide.
Immediately afterwards, an ancient wave appeared in the picture.
In the center of Gubo on the surface of Ruo Avenue, there is a small island, shaped like a dragon's turtle.
On the Long'ao Island, there are cranes flying in the sky and green luan hanging around the island.
In the world on the island, there are spiritual deer and unicorns walking in the mountains and forests, real dragons entrenched, and auspicious beasts and mythical beasts neighing.
In the center of the island, there is a palace.
There was no one in the palace.
Even the plaque had gathered a lot of dust.
But the three big characters on the plaque made Gonggong and Zhu Rong's souls tremble at that moment, and their souls let out a long roar:
"Biyu Palace!"
"Whose memory is this!"
"How can it have anything to do with Him!"
Among the seventeen supreme beings in heaven and earth, he is the one whose murderous evil spirit suppresses all heavens and realms.
"Lingbao Tianzun!"
"Master Tongtian!"
It was almost the moment when the two yelled out these different names at the same time.
A ray of sword light seemed to tear apart time and space, shaking the heavens and the world, illuminating the world with a clear mist, and reflecting the mountains, rivers, worlds, sun, moon and stars in its texture.
But it is a bleak world!
There was so much blood in it that countless millions of human beings cried blood and were buried under this sword!