In the distant thunder sea, someone turned into a human-shaped lightning. This is golden thunder, extremely conspicuous.
There was another roar, almost appearing together with ten thousand thunders, shaking the sky again.
This is a golden roc, flying above the nine heavens.
There is a true God resurrecting. This is a true god from ancient times, a true divine beast that was born when the heaven and earth first opened.
"The golden-winged roc..." The man in blue looked up and murmured.
As he opened his mouth, water continued to flow up into the sky, merged into the thunder, and then flowed into the distance.
In this water and in the sky, the clear water turns into silver. We are indistinguishable from this thunder. Even this thunder didn't know anything else and blended into it.
The next moment, in the bright red lake, the figure of the man in blue was gone. Everything was evaporating into smoke, and everything was turning into annihilation, including the two heads like mountains.
These were two extremely powerful ghost immortals, even more powerful than the one in the distance, but they were still killed by the man in blue without any effort.
The ghost immortal didn't notice anyone approaching at this moment. His mind was completely attracted by the golden roc bathed in thunder.
The powerful momentum is like the arrival of a divine beast. His body couldn't stop shivering, and he could no longer pay attention to anything else. Even if the man in blue put his hand behind his back, the sound of running water could be heard in his ears and flowed into his body, but he was still unaware of it.
Just because this ghost immortal was dripping with sweat.
"What on earth...happened!!!"
The ghost immortal was still unable to move, and his heart palpitations became more intense with the dazzling golden light in the sea of thunder.
He felt the smell of death!
At his level, there is not much power here that can erase it, not even the Mysterious Thunder of Heaven and Earth. Even if our souls are scattered, we can still be reunited.
But at this time, there was only a desire to die. This heart lies in not being able to control oneself, the body cannot be controlled by oneself, and the mind cannot be controlled by oneself. Even if he still wants to live, he can only hope not to succeed.
"What happened..."
Guixian once again asked himself, the transformed big handprint in front of him had already collapsed in the sea of thunder, turned into crystal points, and scattered in all directions.
Jingjing dots, very beautiful, but hidden murderous intent.
The man in blue was already in the center of the thunder, only a few hundred thousand miles away from where the golden roc appeared.
"What exactly did he see?"
The man in blue looked straight at the golden roc hundreds of thousands of miles away. I saw the figure among them.
The energy and blood surged majestically, and all of them penetrated the sky. It's just that this golden light is too bright and covers the blood, so the blood pillars cannot be seen.
And because of the terror of killing the qi machine, he could not clearly feel the majestic energy and blood.
Everything is hazy. Including that young man. I don't know anything about all this.
He turned into a golden roc, not because of himself. But it comes from a book page.
There was a page torn from the scroll in the statue's hand. The pages of the book came to the top of the young man's head. In the gust of wind, they were torn apart and turned into crystal points.
All these crystal points were sprinkled on the young man's body. Little by little, buried in the veins of the body.
He seemed to see the world first opening, a god quietly rising, and the burst of thunder turned into a kind of disaster. When a huge figure passed by, even the galaxies separated by countless light years were shattered.
Suddenly, a big cauldron descended from the sky. This was not the illusory galaxy that the young man had seen, but the real world.
The great cauldron is overwhelming and shakes the heavens. There is a powerful momentum gradually rising. This momentum made even the man in blue feel suppressed.
"This person...understands the origin of Tao and traces back
, the source of blood. "The man in blue took a deep breath, and after a moment, there was a bright light in his eyes.
"No, there is an unimaginable force pouring into the top. So... does this force come from that stone?"
At this moment, several eyes fell on this place.
These are all true gods who are rushing over. The pursuit along the way naturally alarms others, but the distance is too far and they cannot arrive in a short time.
There are three figures, stopped a million miles away. They did not take action, but waited and waited. Because no one knows where this change in the world came from or who it came from.
There was a whistling sound. This is the call of the great roc again. Then the thunder and golden light everywhere disappeared without a trace.
At this moment, the young man had opened his eyes, and in front of his eyes, the statue sitting on the white tiger was no longer there.
"Just looking around?"
The young man murmured, his eyes filled with confusion.
Walking around watching lanterns and flowers. There are glimpses of light everywhere.
Is this the passing before death? So you saw the origin of the clan?
The young man smiled bitterly and slowly closed his eyes. But when I closed my eyes, there was another trance in front of me.
I saw that statue again.
At this moment, it was not what he saw, but everyone in this world.
It's so close, but within reach, it's far away. It seems that even if you travel across mountains and rivers and travel countless light years, you can't touch it.
With the wind, dew, rain and frost, I saw that the bright river was full of sky, and I stretched out my tentacles, so I hung upside down.
What people see is the flipping of heaven and earth, the sky being stepped on by this statue. It's just that the statue's feet never touched the ground, as if it couldn't bear to contaminate the once clear and clear world.
At this moment, there was an uproar in the seven realms of God’s Domain.
This rain of flowers, which has been falling for more than 600 years, is still continuing. However, the world is different today.
This is the clear glow and the bright moon, the glory and the echo. It is the illumination of light in the darkness.
As the rain of flowers became more intense, people saw the eyes on the statue flashing with light.
This is a look of pity.
Suddenly, people heard a soft sound. This is the sound of rocks breaking. Looking up, people saw a crack, which started directly between the eyebrows of the statue and extended to the chest.
The pages continued to turn, causing strange images of heaven and earth. Four pieces of paper, only four people can see the vision of heaven and earth.
Some people looked up blankly and exclaimed.
"Xie Yu!"
"Owner!"
"Chu Cheng......"
There is finally someone in this world who recognizes this statue. They were all at a loss in their hearts. Somehow that man becomes a statue.
"The continuation of thousands of years, the inheritance of the ages. Now that we have obtained it, why not fight? This is the Tower of Ten Thousand Books, inherited by the gods. People in the world, if they can see the stone on this mountain, they should open the source of the vein... ..”
In the holy mountain, an old voice murmured, and his eyes were filled with light.
"Six hundred years... Guanshu Tower has finally appeared in the world. According to the legend, it has been passed down by thousands of books. It is destined to be the one destined to be above all living beings and above the taboo position."
"Guanshu Tower... Guanshu Tower... Where did it come from, not even this God knows. I only know that it comes from the same lineage as Jiutian, and among the past dynasties, it has also been the leader of Xuantian.
Only you can control it. "
"Although the person in this statue has no breath, he still has a destiny here. This destiny... Even I don't dare to use this as a guide and further deduce it. Lord of the Netherworld... the person you are interested in Where did it come from? It actually made me feel that once the deduction was made, there would be a fatal crisis..."
There was a soft sound of bamboo, and a dry hand knocked on the bamboo chair, full of doubts in his heart. Suddenly, the old man suddenly thought of something and stood up suddenly.
"The Lord of the Netherworld... once said that there was once a strong man in the world who was qualified to stand on the top of the world. He was also the most qualified person in the world to usher in the era of taboo."
"But... that person, because of the inference of one person, embarked on the path of certain death... Could it be... that this person is..."
The old man raised his head suddenly and his eyes fell directly on the statue of the man.
"The person who is destined to be in the position of the Nine Heavens. Holding the Guanshu Tower in his hand...the emperor...the emperor..."
The old man's heart was shaken. Thinking of all these things, he finally realized it.
The Lord of the Netherworld is the oldest existence here. He is also the strongest person in all the worlds. There is no one, only the strongest.
There is only one possibility for such a supreme being to be willing to pave the way for it, even at the cost of serious injury, to wipe away the worries left by the statue's man.
That is, this person's origin is greater than that of the Lord of the Netherworld.
"In this world, only the emperor can make the Lord of the Netherworld, who is at the peak of the second level of the Sky Realm, bow his head. The emperor... I didn't expect that the emperor is really not dead." The old man was extremely shocked.
A supreme being who has dominated nine great lives, now lives for another life, and continues on the road to invincibility?
This power makes all the strong men in the vast world bow down.
Another voice suddenly came, a soft voice that echoed everywhere in the seven realms of God's Domain.
People don't know where this sound comes from. Because this sound has no source.
This is a word of war, falling in the ears of four people between heaven and earth.
The atmosphere is majestic and the blood is flowing. The man in blue saw it again and saw the roar of thousands of thunders.
He was motionless and automatic. The young man seemed to be a puppet whose strings were pulled, but he seemed to be really under his control.
The blood is strong and the Dharma is astonishing to the world. The young man once again stood in the sea of thunder.
With a loud roar, a head of black hair turned into golden threads, and each thread cut through the sky.
At this moment, the statue finally truly disappeared. Just as it disappeared, three more cracks appeared on the eyebrows.
The young man is no longer scarred, but his body is majestic and upright, and he is unrivaled in the world.
The ghost fairy was able to move after the statue disappeared, but the sweat on his body was still there.
He is the body of a divine soul, so naturally he shouldn't sweat like this. This is the power of the soul disappearing, turning into pearls and dripping.
"war!"
The young man roared loudly at this moment, feeling the power in his body that seemed to be inexhaustible. The cross scripture that appeared at the beginning of the battle was running in his heart, and he instantly came to the ghost immortal and punched it.
A roar!
This is the golden roc magical method, which once again evolves the power of the divine beast. When the golden light shines out, the world is in awe.
The beauty in the world is nothing but gorgeous blood flowers.
With one punch, a rainbow of black blood burst out, and the heaven and earth shattered. It was also descended by the thunder cauldron, and the power of the thunder method was unparalleled in the world.
