Thoughts about gods are the immortal obsessions left behind by powerful men above the Great Emperor.
Generally speaking, whenever a god breaks his seal, it will cause a catastrophe.
After all, most of these thoughts about gods are evil thoughts, which are the negative emotions of those who are strong in the Imperial Realm.
During his lifetime, a strong person in the imperial realm was able to suppress his negative emotions.
But after death, negative emotions will explode, forming cruel and unbridled thoughts about gods.
Of course, there are also some peaceful thoughts, even those with a trace of good thoughts left behind.
But there is too little thought of the gods.
At least the Seven Sins God Thoughts in the Shenxu world are not of that type.
At this moment, the lotus stone sculpture was broken.
A beautiful pink lotus is suspended in mid-air.
A suffocating and terrifying pressure poured out in all directions!
Lingyuan only felt a powerful and despairing aura erupting.
In front of this aura, even as arrogant as she was, she felt like she instantly turned into ants and dust.
This is no longer of the same magnitude.
"Is this a breath of the mythical Emperor Cannian?"
Lingyuan's face was as pale as paper, and even her breathing was a little unsmooth.
Under the pressure of such aura, she felt extremely small, and her heart was filled with despair.
This is the difference between a giant dragon and an ant.
The mythical emperor is too powerful.
It has become a mythical and legendary existence.
Even just a wisp of breath released by the remaining divine thoughts is enough to instantly overwhelm the Supreme Being.
"Is I going to die here?"
Lingyuan couldn't help but think.
She and Jun Xiaoyao had no power to resist in front of this divine thought.
Thinking of this, Ling Yuan couldn't help but look at Jun Xiaoyao with her beautiful eyes.
But what surprised her was...
Jun Xiaoyao is tall and tall, and there is no trace of ripples on his handsome face.
Mount Tai collapsed in front of him, but his face did not change.
In this desperate situation, Jun Xiaoyao's face still showed no sign of despair, but he frowned slightly, as if he was thinking about something.
Lingyuan didn't know why, but by some strange coincidence, she leaned behind Jun Xiaoyao.
Yes, Lingyuan is noble and proud.
But no matter how cold and domineering she is, she is still a woman.
In such a desperate situation, one will instinctively look for a source of support.
And Jun Xiaoyao is undoubtedly the most solid support.
He has always been able to bring women a sense of security.
Feeling a soft and delicate body leaning against his back, Jun Xiaoyao felt nothing.
Right now, his attention was focused on the pink lotus.
The Seven Sins God Nian represents the seven original sins.
The joyful pink lotus in front of us undoubtedly represents lust among the seven original sins.
Accompanied by bursts of light, a vague and slender figure emerged from the pink lotus of joy.
The figure was shrouded in hazy light, with long hair hanging down to his heels.
The whole person's face was blurred, like a god standing in the long river of time.
Jun Xiaoyao knew that Qingdi had no gender.
Because its true body is a chaotic green lotus, after its transformation, there is no distinction between male and female.
"How many years have it been..."
A faint sigh came from the blurry figure.
I couldn't tell whether the voice was male or female, I just felt it was unsettling.
The aura of this blurry figure is so powerful that it simply towers over the heavens.
Even Jun Xiaoyao felt suffocated.
Ordinary geniuses, under such circumstances, will definitely become unstable and think that they are smaller than dust.
But Jun Xiaoyao did not have such emotions.
He has confidence, just give him time.
The mythical emperor can also be surpassed!
Rumble!
The blurry figure glanced at Jun Xiaoyao and Ling Yuan lightly.
His eyes were extremely indifferent.
If you point it out casually, Jun Xiaoyao and Lingyuan will be destroyed.
Lingyuan leaned behind Jun Xiaoyao, gritted her teeth, and prepared to use her trump card.
Jun Xiaoyao also raised his mind and prepared his ultimate move.
He is not in the habit of sitting still and waiting for death.
And at this moment, in the void, there were suddenly traces of regular patterns hanging down.
It's like a shackle, imprisoning the thought of the gods.
"These are the rules left by Qing Emperor in the world of Shenxu." Jun Xiaoyao's eyes flashed.
In the world of Shenxu, only quasi-supreme combat power is allowed to appear.
And the aura of this divine thought clearly exceeded that of the quasi-supreme, so it attracted the rules and restrictions of the Shenxu world.
Under the restrictions of the shackles of the rules, the aura of this divine thought dropped sharply.
Finally, a quasi-supreme aura was achieved.
But even so, the power of this divine thought is far more powerful than that of Snake Yaksha and other quasi-supreme beings.
As soon as he pointed it down, even with Jun Xiaoyao's powerful body, he felt like he was about to be crushed.
Jun Xiaoyao sacrificed the Mother Qi Cauldron of All Things. The thick and simple cauldron is the strongest defense.
when!
A sound like morning bells and evening drums sounded.
The god thought and pointed at the Cauldron of Mother Qi of All Things.
The extremely powerful counterattack force directly caused Jun Xiaoyao to retreat hundreds of feet, the energy and blood in his body surged, and his bones cracked.
Ling Yuan on the side was also knocked back.
But because Youjun Xiaoyao resisted, she only suffered some minor injuries, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth.
The gods stand on the pink lotus of joy, and the lotus stretches across the sky.
"This is a bit troublesome." Jun Xiaoyao thought to himself.
A divine thought is so troublesome and almost invincible in the world of Shenxu.
If the seven paths come out at the same time, no one can stop them.
If they merge in the end and form the evil thoughts of gods, even if the quasi-emperor comes, it will probably be difficult to resist them.
Right now, this divine thought is about to kill again.
At this critical moment.
In the fountain of life in Jun Xiaoyao's inner universe, the ancient lotus seed began to tremble violently.
The shimmering brilliance is being washed away, and various mysterious and ancient runes appear from the lotus seeds.
As if sensing something, the god's body suddenly stopped.
Then, Shen Nian glanced at Jun Xiaoyao deeply.
There was a hint of fear in his eyes, as if he was worrying about something.
"You, you, will sink into lust forever..." the god thought.
As these words fell, Shen Shen Nian raised his hand and snapped his fingers.
moment.
All the love flowers in the entire valley bloomed almost at the same time.
Countless pink pollens form pink mist, filling this space.
Love blooms for a day, and lovesickness lasts for a thousand years.
One flower can make a person sink.
Not to mention the love flowers that are all over the mountains and plains right now, even the truly supreme and powerful will get lost and sink here, lose their mind, and be trapped in the illusion of lust forever.
Jun Xiaoyao and Ling Yuan were instantly submerged in the thick pink mist.
Seeing this, the god thought, stepped on the pink lotus of joy, and left this space.
In this thought of the gods, there is a more important thing to do, which is to unify the thoughts of the seven gods.
And in the pink mist of the lover's flower.
Jun Xiaoyao felt that his physical body and soul were being eroded, and he began to feel drowsy.
At the same time, something is emerging.
Fortunately, Jun Xiaoyao's Yuanshen is extremely powerful, and even some real supreme beings cannot compare to Jun Xiaoyao.
So he can hold on longer.
In addition, in the inner universe, the ancient lotus seed also exudes a light and refreshing air, helping Jun Xiaoyao stay awake and sensible.
Therefore, Jun Xiaoyao can still keep the spiritual platform clear for the time being.
"I must refine the Hell Soul Demonic Flower to make my soul stronger, so that I can escape."
Jun Xiaoyao thought to himself, preparing to take out the Hell Soul Demon Flower to refine.
But at this moment, a soft gasp made Jun Xiaoyao raise his eyebrows.
Ling Yuan, who was leaning behind him, stretched out her jade-white arms and hugged Jun Xiaoyao.
"What do you want to do?" Jun Xiaoyao said coldly.