Chapter 433: The Figures of the Seventeen Supremes
"That kid is the Qingping Sword. Once the sword body in that life is broken, it means that the horrible memory erosion is finally coming to an end!"
Gonggong and Zhurong exhaled at the same time.
They all felt cold in their hearts.
None of them thought that Lu Qingping's background was much older than them.
"But fortunately, it's just a weapon, and I haven't experienced much."
"Hahaha, it's also interesting. A sword that was created by Lingbao Tianzun specifically to kill and restrain the human race actually reincarnated into a human race in this life. What a huge irony!"
Gonggong was laughing gloomily.
"This kid is a strong enemy, but I am still absolutely sure that I will have the last laugh."
The same goes for Zhu Rong. He also looked at Lu Qingping, but he still absolutely believed that he was the one who became the master of the body!
Both gods were panting from the impact of the memories of Zhuan Xu's battle with Lingbao Tianzun. The advantages accumulated by Gonggong and Zhu Rong were all destroyed by this supreme battle.
This level of memory is like an immortal stone in the sea. It is very difficult to infect and assimilate them. On the contrary, it will turn back and assimilate them because of the influence of the supreme level.
"But I still have memories of several lifetimes, let's see who can have the last laugh."
In the cocoon of the yin and yang gods.
The bizarre universe and the phantoms of all the heavens and worlds are displayed one by one.
However, a series of memories happened immediately...
This is something Gonggong and Zhu Rong could not even dream of.
It was a life of chaos and lack of light, with no up, down, or four directions.
Gonggong and Zhurong recognized him immediately.
Even if they have never experienced it.
However, when they saw a giant god with a dragon head and human body, his body was wrapped in the energy of chaos, and the laws of the great road were swallowed up in his pores like a substance...
Every acupoint and hair is like a world...
Just that one person was so heavy that the whole chaos could not bear the weight.
Then, an ax was swung...
"Panhuang Pangu!"
"Panhuang Pangu!"
"What?!"
"Whose memory is this!"
"This is impossible!"
"How could the memory of Panhuang Pangu appear? It was still in the life when he created the world!!!"
If Gonggong and Zhu Rong were still alive at this moment, their scalps must have exploded like electricity, and they must have felt horrified.
Pangu is revered as the ancestor of all gods and the first god in the world.
Even though it was still difficult to resist the power of reincarnation, he only served as the Kaitian God Lord for one life, and was succeeded by sixteen supreme beings one after another, opening up a glorious world that started with him, but no longer belongs to him, one after another.
But no matter what, it is generally accepted that before Pangu, nothing existed.
"What on earth is going on!!"
Lu Qingping was also shocked at this time.
Pangu appears!
It was not the life when he was detained by Emperor Zhuanxu and turned into "Chongli Ax".
But it really cuts through the world of the Yuanzu Era.
He subconsciously thought about whether this was the memory of Gonggong and Zhu Rong.
After all, they were the only ones with the closest relationship to Pangu.
There are even rumors that they are the blood of Pangu.
For Gonggong and Zhu Rong, this is actually true. Pangu came to the world and opened up the heaven, earth and universe, providing the basis for the birth of all existence in later generations.
It was as if the divine power of their two ancient gods could be used to create an ethnic group.
During Pangu's reign, Pangu's divine power naturally had the same effect.
Therefore, many of the great ancestors of the ancient Pangu period can be said to be of Pangu's bloodline.
But then, Lu Qingping became terrified.
Because, in this extremely dangerous memory of losing one's body.
These terrifying and ancient supreme-level memories seem to be endless if they are not shocking.
Immediately afterwards.
in their memory.
Ancient and huge figures emerged in this sea of consciousness world wrapped in the cocoon of the yin and yang gods.
After Pangu.
There is a huge creature with a body that occupies the entire universe, and the river of time is rolling beneath it!
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There is a sacred mountain that reaches the sky and the earth, and the rolling murderous aura of the sky, the punishment of seizing the heaven, orders the universe to bring disaster to all the heavens!
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There is an immutable and immortal light, which is like the true appearance of chaos, interpreting the original and greatest meaning, and the light illuminates the ancient calendar!
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There is a Taoist ancestor sitting in the sky, tearing open a scroll of Tai Chi diagram, opening the sky to save people!
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There is a Heavenly Lord lying high on nine layers of clouds. He is the ancestor who dominates the heavenly world. His jade Ruyi illuminates all worlds!
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The leader of the Ten Thousand Immortals came to court and set up an ancient sword formation. Their murderous intent covered billions of voids!
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Someone draws a hexagram, a hexagram opens the sky, interprets the prelude to civilization, and opens a prosperous moral era!
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Someone refined all the worlds into a cauldron and asked the question ahead!
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Someone is sitting cross-legged in the wilderness, the avenue is ringing among the strings of the harp, and all the heavens are at the fingertips!
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Someone conquered the Nine Heavens, opened the way for the human race, ruled the world with gods, and tolerated all races!
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There is a great deity hanging in the sky, overlooking the three realms and six realms, and everyone is subject to him!
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There are people who have unparalleled access to heaven, hold on to Pangu and hold up heaven and earth, collapse all realms and act like China, and overwhelm the enemies of the whole world!
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There is an emperor who is invisible and calls himself heaven, standing above all things.
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A Buddha was ferrying across the past, lighting up an ancient lamp and illuminating the sands of the Ganges River.
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There is a Buddha who reigns supreme in the present, is invincible in this world, sits on the spiritual mountain, and the Dharma is transmitted at the beginning of all worlds.
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There is a Buddha existing in the future...
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Seventeen lives in total.
The seventeen paths are either rough, ancient, majestic, chaotic, indifferent, lofty, ruthless, compassionate, kind, noble, majestic, supreme, domineering, immortal, or peaceful.
Destroyed, or cannot be pursued...
"How can it be!"
"The figures of the seventeen supreme beings who have appeared in the seventeen great generations of the universe have all appeared here!"
"Ahhhh..."
"Whose memory is this!"
"This is impossible!"
At the same time, Gonggong and Zhurong suffered the most terrifying impact since the beginning of the world in Pangu's memory.
The seventeen paths may have different temperaments, but they all have the same momentum, and they are all invincible and solemn figures throughout the ages.
every time it appears.
The spiritual light in their bodies was cut off by a layer.
Until the end.
Gonggong let out a roar.
"You are the Supreme and Tongtian..."
At the same time, what they don't know is...
in the outside world.
The outside world, the four universes of heaven, earth, and sky.
Heaven, Buddhism, China, and the wilderness.
There is something trembling and humming in all the worlds.
It was at this moment that this thing was trembling and humming, faintly about to resonate with the heavens.
The unknown depths of the universe.
A dilapidated, decayed ancient atmosphere pervades everything here.
In a dilapidated palace high in the sky, substantial avenue lines flowed outward, rippling like a liquid.
Above the palace, the plaque has long been broken into pieces, but the three ancient characters can still be seen there, which seems to hide the mystery of the creation of the universe.
"Tushita Palace"
In the palace.
A glowing furnace is burning, as if a big world is being refined in it.
There was an old Taoist in front of the furnace, with white hair and white beard, an ordinary temperament, and a torn Taoist robe. On his chest, there was a terrifying fist mark that penetrated his chest.
It is at the moment when the world is buzzing.
The old Taoist lowered his eyes, looked across the world, and stretched out his thin, blood-stained hand.
Just press it lightly.
All worlds are at peace.
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"You are the Supreme and the Supreme"
Lu Qingping's consciousness was shaken by the last few words of Gonggong, as if it exploded like thunder.
Another moment.
"No!"
"I don't believe it!"
"impossible!!"
Lu Qingping felt the desperate roars of Gonggong and Zhu Rong, and their conscious memories were all washed away and soaked by the influence of the seventeen supreme beings.
Who's memory in the world can withstand this level of assimilation?