Chapter 1182: Supreme power
His shock shocked the audience, making funeral emperors, funeral spirits, magical demon kings and other people unaware of contempt.
"Heaven's ability is indeed awesome."
The burial emperor suddenly said: "Since Tian intends to participate in this matter, and you get the treasures of Heaven, then you can be side by side with us and get a share of it! Wisdom King, what do you think?"
The King of Wisdom calmed the injury, looked at the Chinese watch post in Wuji's hands, and groaned with a smile: "How is the Heavenly God existed, how can I go against the sky? This little friend has this treasure, so he has to sit with us Of course, you can get a share of your strength. "
Although she was vomiting blood by the wind, she did not take into account the incident that the wind had attacked her just now.
The wind laughed loudly, holding on to the watch column, and asked everyone: "I get the treasure of heaven, but just get a cup? If I want to share more?"
The Demon of Wisdom smiled slightly and said leisurely: "Tiangong's students are a bit arrogant. You just get a treasure from Tiangong, and you can't dominate the audience. The existence behind us is not inferior to that of Tiangong, or even pass by No matter what, you have the treasures of God, do we not have the treasures that exist behind us? "
The king of funeral spirits looked at the wind and laughed, "Young man, you know too little, and heaven is not omnipotent."
The wind snorted, grabbing the Huabiao Zhu, and said, "Since this is the case, then the three of us will fight together and explore this place together. We will each share a bowl!"
The three parties reached an agreement, and the wind whispered and prayed secretly, saying, "God is above, my disciples are dull. I do n’t know if there are any treasures in this place that are worth caring about, so please tell him."
The Chinese watch column vibrated, and innumerable messages suddenly poured into his mind. It was a picture showing the confrontation between Fuxi Taoism and the king of the burial ground.
In that battle, there were many existences hidden in the left and right, and eventually the king of the burial land died, and his ninth spiritual root was also shattered into a star field during the battle. The king of the burial ground was buried under the star field and was bombarded by the magical power of Fuxi Taoism. The Taoism magical seal was sealed there, making it impossible for people to enter.
Feng Wuji moved his heart slightly, looked up, and the star field transformed by the spiritual root was the star field above them.
And where the roots and roots of the spirit are falling, the avenue is roaring, shining brilliantly, and turning into a magnificent barrier. It is the magical power of Fuxi Taoism. Seal it there. If you rush in, you may trigger Taoism. There is no place for death!
"Tian Ye means, get this spiritual root?"
The wind was wondering. The ninth spiritual root has become a vast star field. What use is it to collect this spiritual root?
The final picture is a leaf that fell off the ninth spiritual root, wandered and fell into the hands of a figure. That figure turned around, exactly the face of Zhong Yue!
The wind twitched in his heart, and immediately knew what the sky meant.
This leaf is definitely the key to the resurrection of the Ninth Spiritual Root!
He glanced towards the funeral sky, only to see that the sea of blood was empty, and there were only a few giant beasts standing there, but Zhong Yue was still missing.
"Strange, just now he wasn't in that silver plate, only Chaos had snatched my treasure."
He now has a Huabiao pillar, and is not afraid of Zhong Yue, but is eager to try. He wants to fight with Zhong Yue, and defeats him brightly, stamping him under his feet!
When he thought of Zhong Yue, he was so eager in his heart that he could not stop fighting Zhong Yue immediately!
In the burial heaven, those huge beasts without the instruction of the burial spirit **** king, they moved aimlessly and devoured the broken souls that fell from all parts of the universe.
"Strange, there seems to be a baby out of my control"
The burial spirit king is also a little confused, looking at a giant beast, saying: "These darlings are created by me and can listen to my command. Why does this big darling take care of itself? I can't sense its soul "
The giant beast seemed a little out of gregariousness, and was walking with heavy feet on the hills, getting closer and closer to the Daoxinghe, the ninth spiritual root.
The Demon of Wisdom was overjoyed, and he quickly spread the sounds of Supernatural King, the Three Spirits, and others, rising to the sky and chasing the beast.
When the funeral emperor's eyes brightened, he quickly caught up in the air and shouted, "The monster is Xiao Fuxi! Don't let him break into it!"
The burial spirit king immediately followed, mobilizing a giant beast to kill Zhong Yue, trying to stop Zhong Yue's footsteps.
The wind also rose from the air, and rushed to the monster with Luo Lao and Ying Ru, and his heart was frightened and angry: "I said that the King of the Burial Spirit controlled the monster to rob me of the holy medicine. Asshole! Now that I have got the Huabiao pillar, my strength is surging forward, but I want to see how you die this time! "
At the moment when everyone was chasing and killing the past, they saw that beast suddenly rolled on the spot and turned into the appearance of Zhong Yue. Hun Dunyu was hiding in his mysterious realm.
The two ran wild and hurricaneed towards the root of the Ninth Spirit.
"Hugh off!"
The crowd followed closely, Zhong Yue and Hun Dunyu took the first step and rushed into the magical power of Taoism between Ling Gen.
Bang
Zhongyue took out the innate sword, sacrificed the authority of the Emperor, and the magnificent barrier formed by Daozun's supernatural power suddenly opened. A portal opened, and the portal opened, allowing the two to enter.
"Don't let that portal close!"
The funeral **** king sweated coldly on his forehead and exclaimed: "If the portals are closed, we will not be able to enter!"
The burial emperor burst into drink, and a thing flew from the eyebrow, but it was a ring, with Diwei, permeated with a deep death, and whistled into the portal, which was about to close, pressing the ring, the ring An overwhelming noise was made immediately, with cracks in it.
The Demon King of Wisdom, the Supernatural Demon King, and others also sacrificed their own treasures and fell into the portal one after another, getting bigger and bigger, supporting the portal, and they were all squeezed to be broken!
The burial spirit king mobilized a giant beast. Those beasts first came to the portal and supported the portal, but then they were crushed by blood.
At the same time, other powerful men have also urged their own magic soldiers, blocking the portal one after another.
Finally, the closing of the portal was slightly blocked for a moment, and everyone rushed into it, but at this time a giant beast screamed and was crushed to pieces.
Then came the bursting sounds of the imperial soldiers and the magic soldiers. The imperial soldiers who buried the emperor, the funeral spirit, the magical power, the wisdom, etc. were broken, and everyone snorted, and was vomiting blood.
The portal was too wide to imagine, and the portal seemed to be liquid. The back was already closing, crushing many imperial soldiers and soldiers. The front portal was still open in front of Zhong Yue.
"Rush!"
The Demon King of Wisdom shouted, "You must catch up with that Fuxi, otherwise no one can survive the magical power of Dao Zun!"
Everyone tried to rush forward, and the innate demon mount under the Demon King of Wisdom was slow and abandoned by them. It didn't take long before they heard the scream of the innate demon behind, crushed by the closed portal!
Then, another emperor screamed with a heartbreaking scream, but it was the emperor of Yanghou's family. He was a little slower and fell to the end. He couldn't keep up with everyone's footsteps and died in the mighty power of the portal. In.
Suddenly another scream came, and another emperor died.
Then, the Soul Soul King screamed and died in the portal. The Soul Soul King just died, and the Bliss King screamed and died!
Dao Zun's supernatural powers can be overwhelming. They are buried under the squeeze of this portal. I am afraid they may not even be resurrected!
The wind was full of cold sweat on his forehead. He was hidden in the mysterious realm of Yuan by Luo Lao. Although he was already the creator, his speed was far less than that of innate gods such as Luo Lao.
But even Luo Lao, it was difficult to break out of the portal for a moment.
The portal was too wide and despairing. They had been running for so long without even reaching the end!
"Tao Zun's supernatural power, can it be so thick?"
The funeral emperor was also almost desperate, Li said, "If we can't make it, we will die here!"
They have been running for so long, almost the thickness of a galaxy, but they have not yet come out of the portal!
"There is such a supernatural power in the world!" Hun Dunyu couldn't help but exclaim.
Beyond the thickness of Xinghe, this supernatural power is really terrible. Among his supernatural powers, I am afraid that even the ancient emperors who transformed the mysterious realm into the three thousand and six realms will be easily cut through all the mysterious realms!
This is no longer the power of God.
After a long time, the speed of the closing of the portal is getting faster and faster. Rao is the emperor can't afford this speed of closing. Shen Yunqiu and others even opened the seventh mystery to make their speed increase greatly.
Although they knew how long the Seventh Secret would not last, and they would make their own strength fall straight after closing, they would have to do otherwise, or they would be squeezed into the portal.
Just as their seventh mystery was about to be closed, the front was suddenly wide and suddenly bright, and all the stars were hanging down, dazzling.
Everyone was a joy in their hearts, this magical power of Daozun, they finally came to an end.
For so long, they were afraid to cross the width of five or six galaxies, and then they saw the end of this magical power.
However, this is just the width of this magical power, not length. If it is length, then it is called true despair!
"You guys, have you seen my big treasure seal?"
Zhong Yue suddenly turned around, raised her hand and raised the Tianyin sacrifice, blasting towards the funeral in front.
The funeral emperor was furious, the funeral spirit king, and others were also furious, and they urged the **** to lead to Tianyin to welcome him. Only listening to the loud noise, Tianyin was shocked and rolled back. The speed was unimaginable.
Zhong Yue took Hun Dunyu's hand and jumped up to the Tianyin. Haha laughed: "Thank you for helping me. You are all dead here. I will go to grave next year for you!"
The skymark is fast and flashing, and it disappears at the end of the portal.
The burial emperor, the burial spirit, etc. were scalp numb, Zhong Yue disappeared from the portal, the speed of the portal closing suddenly increased greatly, squeezed out towards them, this final distance is the distance that they were killed!
"Zhujun Where is the treasure from the existence behind us?"
The dazzling light surged in the eyebrow of the Demon King of wisdom, turning into a treasure flying out, with two ends like a full moon, with a bare pole in the middle, screaming: "No time to wait? Sacrifice the treasures and block the portal. Squeeze, or we'll all die here! "
There was also a treasure in the heart of the funeral emperor's eyebrows, filled with chaos. Like a big bite, two treasures supported the portal together and were squeaky.
The wind hesitated for a moment, gritted its teeth to sacrifice Hua Biaozhu, and also supported the portal.
The crowd rushed out of the portal and looked back. Daozun Shentong competed with the three treasures. They wanted to recover the treasures and could not collect them.
The wind was unafraid, his hands were empty, and he felt that he was a bit shorter than the Wisdom Demon, the Emperor, and others. To be continued. , Your support is my greatest motivation. 161016080616
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