"Who is this person, who seems to be indifferent in his blood and vitality, but he is connected to the heavens and the earth, and there is no end, and he has even always maintained communication with the twelve origins of the flood and desolation, causing the gods to continue to grow themselves, but they are fighting but not broken?"

"This person has all the tricks in his body, infinitely approaching the number of one yuan, and each of them twists and shakes the void, swallowing and running the vitality, when did Immortal Qin have such an incredible method of refining the knots?"

"There seems to be an innate chaotic aura on his body?"

"Could it be that Wang Dazong Fu did it with 'ever-changing'? But 'ever-changing' is changing rapidly, and it doesn't seem to be enough to maintain this state for a long time?"

In the eyes of many well-informed ghosts and immortals, the comers who were moved by the mountain whip had reached an unimaginable level of powerful aura all over their bodies. This is a kind of breath that seems to be comparable to the infinite vitality of the innate desolate beast, as well as the majestic power of the natural calamity. Powerful and majestic and violent and turbulent, all-encompassing and discordant, earth, water, wind, fire, light, darkness, life and death, virtual and real, all kinds of elements conflict with each other, every moment there are countless births and deaths, their amounts are unfathomable, and their potential is unpredictable. A small fraction of the external deflating machine alone was enough to shatter and annihilate all the divine thoughts that tried to get closer, and even the Seven Tribulation Ghost Immortals could hardly distinguish the appearance of the person, but with their realm, they could still decipher a lot of information that even they found unbelievable.

"Where has Lao Wang been these days? How did it happen?"

Although Saito Yi judged that the person who came must be Wang Zongchao at the first time, he was also full of surprise in his heart, just because he had not seen him for five or six days, Wang Zongchao's strength had obviously transformed to a level far beyond his expectations. Although it was already clear to him not long ago when he and Wang Zongchao were assisting Chu Xuan in his "Ascension" plan that Wang Zongchao had made a major breakthrough after he arrived at Immortal Qin, the strength revealed by Wang Zongchao at this time was far more than ten times stronger than the upper limit he estimated. This kind of abnormal situation, which was far beyond expectations, made Saito not happy and worried, just because Wang Zongchao's whole body qi was obviously turbulent and unbalanced, and even split at any time, and each split and evolved into several independent and contradictory individuals out of control. Not to mention anything else, Wang Zongchao alone is obviously unable to hide it, and he is growing every moment, which is enough to show that he is more than lucky!

"This is an obvious sign of going mad, Lao Wang's cultivation has always been brave and cautious, and he does not blindly pursue the strength of power, how can there be such an out-of-control situation?"

Just when Saito was worried and confused, the twelve incense gods were already orbiting Wang Zongchao like a planet around the sun, and the nascent world in front of him suddenly had a backbone, and it had quickly stabilized with Wang Zongchao as the center.

"In other words, Lao Wang has now become the core of the Heavenly Dao of this nascent world, just like the 'World Stone' of the Dark Sanctuary World, but with the scale and pattern of this world, don't say that the 'World Stone' I forged with my divine thoughts, even if the real 'World Stone' is placed in it, it will not be able to support it, and it will fall apart in a few moments. But right now, it seems that Lao Wang is not only stable to bear it now, but also the turbulent and disordered qi in his body is constantly adjusting and optimizing through the operation of this world......"

As soon as Saito breathed a sigh of relief, he saw a chaotic air flow above Wang Zongchao's head rising into the sky, and then splitting into twelve strands in an instant. The twelve torrents, which are as vast as a long river, or as brilliant as the stars, or as vast as a mountain range, or as magnificent as a bell, seem to each hook up a certain supreme and deepest existence, bringing to all witnesses a boundless and unpredictable and refreshing and sudden transcendent feeling, so that everyone can open their eyes in an instant and realize that they are extraordinary, and they are lost in a trance. Immediately after that, the twelve torrents went their own way, and each descended to a great deity.

Under the impact of the torrent, the silhouettes of the twelve majestic gods who either stepped on the dragon and snake, or swallowed the light and spit flames, blurred, like mud figurines under the impact of the current. The mighty roar emanated from each god, which was the sound of sacrifice for hundreds of millions of sentient beings, mixed with the sonorous chanting of mantras, which became louder and louder, drowning everyone's ears.

Gradually, the sound of sacrifice and chanting aroused a mysterious response between heaven and earth and the universe, and the profound and lofty wonderful fluctuating rhythm reverberated with it, but it was not a specific material energy fluctuation, nor was it a profound space-time fluctuation, but the law of the Great Dao that should be formless and formless was faintly resonating and reinforcing, this is the sound of the Great Dao!

The twelve half-human, half-beast gods originally exuded both the sacred majesty of the sea and the hell, and the reckless and simple inhuman majesty, which were specific and vivid, and had both form and spirit. Nowadays, their likeness is becoming more and more blurred and abstract, and their coercion is becoming more and more faint and empty, gradually detached from the concrete images that can be observed and the external qi that can be perceived, as if they will completely disappear into nothingness at any time, and as if they have begun to sublimate and evolve towards a higher realm and a deeper essence.

On the one hand, they gradually melt into the invisible like a drop of water into the sea, and on the other hand, they seem to become one with the infinite grandeur and depth of eternal immortality, ethereal, ethereal, yet full, strong, and omnipresent......

"It seems that this is to condense and refine some of the ancestral witch true spirits, stimulate the power of sacrifice, and combine with the corresponding Honghuang Zhengshen?"

"There is no doubt about it. The true spirit of the ancestral witch is ubiquitous in the desolate worlds, and it is not difficult to contact, but the difficult thing is how to keep itself after contact. And what is even more difficult is how to protect yourself from the gods after saving yourself!"

"The Twelve Flood Desolation Righteous Spirits are the gathering of humane wisdom and belief in the Immortal Qin for thousands of years, although they are far from being comparable to the innate Dao True Spirits, but if they are only part of the Dao True Spirits that are one out of ten thousand, they can be buffered and reconciled a little, and they will not be washed away in the blink of an eye. The key problem at the moment is that the twelve desolate righteous gods lack the blood sacrifice of living beings, and they have not yet condensed enough to withstand the powerful life imprint of the true spirit of the Great Dao, and under the impact of the torrent of the Heavenly Dao, it is not enough to keep the Fa Xiang from collapsing, and it depends on how this one responds......"

In a group of immortals, Qin, ghosts, and immortals, each holding their breath with doubts, they saw that the outlines of the twelve gods gradually blurred and disappeared, as if they had turned into twelve mysterious portals on the distant background that could not be touched, but they never faded out of perception, but instead had more of an indelible, eternal sense of truth and eternity. The fluctuations of the avenue became more and more soothing and long, like the pulse of the blood, like the movement of the mother's fetus, as if the universe of heaven and earth had turned into an incomparably huge mother, from which the son of heaven and earth would be born.

Under the indescribable pouring of vitality, the twelve gods are so huge that the suffocating outline of each of them has thousands of streamers of light emerging and spreading, intertwining, differentiating, and colluding with each other, pulsating and growing, inextricably linked, sweeping into the void, extending beyond the heavens and the earth, and into the depths of the universe, outlining and evolving into a sensational and magnificent mystical totem......

"It's not a blood sacrifice but it's like a blood sacrifice, it actually uses the desolate world as the fetal mother to directly give birth to the true spirit of the Heavenly Dao, and it also makes up for the lack of the true meaning of the Great Dao projection of the Dutian Divine Banner to a considerable extent, infuses infinite life vitality, and uses the Dutian Divine Banner as the backbone to construct the foundation of the true spiritual bloodline!"

"Your Majesty is really self-sufficient, and there is no last resort, there is no need for me to wait too much, this matter is done!"

A group of creators and ghosts and immortals sighed and admired, such a feat of taking heaven and earth as the fetus to conceive and transform living beings, and the incarnated beings are directly the heirs of heaven and earth, containing the great avenue of heaven and earth, and the high level of life is only inferior to that of innate desolate beasts such as Xiangliu. This is the true power of creation, far from being comparable to the means of the Seven Tribulations Ghosts and Immortals to turn fiction into reality and evolve living beings. However, they also knew that this kind of method was not something they could dabble in at the moment, so they didn't care about this verse, but just led their disciples to devote themselves to the new world.

At present, the world is only equivalent to a building with a fully framed façade and a beam and column façade, and there are still many details that can be carved and decorated. By participating in it, they can not only participate in helping the world to truly perfect and implement their own paths, but also take the opportunity to observe the mysteries of the avenues contained in them and increase their own paths. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, if you are good at grasping it, it will not be a problem for nearly half of the ghosts and immortals to successfully break through the tribulation in the near future!

"This is the feeling of being incarnated in a heavenly way, omniscient and omnipotent...... Really, unexpectedly comfortable!"

Wang Zongchao was alone in the midst of the twelve gods and guards, as powerful as the God King, and more powerful than the Emperor of Heaven. At this moment, he is the core and master of a world in the true sense of the word, the whole world is his body, and all the changes in the whole world carry out his will. In the snap of a finger, thousands of mountains can rise from the ground; with a wave of the hand, the long river of thousands of miles sinks into the ground; and in the palm of the hand, the heavens and the earth turn and the stars move!

Incomparably complex and profound Dao sounds filled his brain, and all kinds of mysterious laws and theories were self-evident. Unprecedented grandeur, fullness and peace overflow my heart, compared with this immortal and eternal, controlling everything and having everything, all the memories of my own people, all the joys, sorrows and sorrows of the past are unforgettable, all the persistence and perseverance have become more pale and ethereal than the morning dew and epiphany, which is insignificant!

Suddenly, a cold and smooth thunderbolt fell from the sky, and it was like a substantial flow of water that splashed his head all over his head, and the condensed thunder beads flowed and splashed around him, seemingly bright and mellow like a pearl in the sea, but the eightfold tribulation thunder aura contained in it, even the seven tribulation ghosts and immortals had to retreat!

The thunder sounded shocking, but a cheerful female voice said: "Hey, seeing that you have been standing in a daze all the time, could it be that this reward of the First Emperor has made you satisfied and carried away?"

"Compared with the vast and eternal true meaning of the Great Dao, a person's self-consciousness formed in just a few decades is really too weak. It's no wonder that cultivators who take the Heavenly Immortal Dao have to find a way to sharpen their self-nature and sublimate their natal life with a long period of time, so that they dare to take a step out of the Path!" Wang Zongchao's eyes were brushed by the thunder light, and he was immediately confused, shining brightly, and then raised his head to look at a certain petite figure on the shoulder of a thunder god, and suddenly smiled, "It turned out to be Miss Hua Xu, I didn't expect you to know me quite well, just becoming the master of the Heavenly Dao of a small world really can't satisfy my ambition!"

"You don't come here, I'm not familiar with you, I just guess you based on someone's temperament!" Hua Xu waved his hand, and said again: "But it seems that you are more arrogant than someone in your bones." What's a 'Small World'...... This is the 'New Little Flood Desolate Realm', not to mention anything else, the belongings that the Immortals, Qin, Ghosts, and Immortals have easily saved for thousands of years, and they are almost all here!"

"'New Little Flood Desolate Realm'? It turned out to be a copy of the 'Little Flood Desolate Realm' of the Gu Wu clan back then!" Wang Zongchao was slightly stunned, and then it was already clear, he didn't look at it or look around, just a little thought, the state of all things in the world, and even all the information they have since the birth of the world, as well as the future change trajectory has been seen in the bottom of the eye, this is enough to compare with the original Shangri-La Buddha relics, and even more extensive and comprehensive transcendent vision and perception.

"It turns out that the first reason for the birth of this world is the three cornerstones of 'time', 'space', and 'thunder'...... First use the rules of time to divide the 'Little Flood Desolate Realm' of Gu Wu into a parallel branch, but this is not enough to shake the pluralistic and unique nature of the 'Little Flood Desolate Realm', but it is only a time-space image with no substance. But even so, it's still just an empty shelf, no wonder I need to be the 'transport captain' all the way to work hard to add bricks and tiles, and by the way, I also contributed myself as a pillar. This kind of treatment isn't as nice as Miss Hua Xu said to reward me with this world, right?"

Wang Zongchao unconsciously recalled the experience of the previous few days as he spoke-after the Qinglong Pagoda helped Zheng Zhe and the others for the last time, he immediately walked into the portal opened by the dragon qi for him, and through communicating with himself in another parallel time and space, he knew very well that Qin Shi Huang and himself both had the common problem of solving the common problem of the Heavenly Gods, and both sides needed to rely on each other's keys, and he was thinking that this time he might be able to meet with the other party for a while and talk about some transactions calmly.

But unexpectedly, Qin Shi Huang didn't see it at all, and what was presented in front of him was only a deep void dotted by bits of stars, and the jade-colored light bands between the stars and the stars were connected, presenting a void avenue in front of him.

And every time you step between the stars, you will fall into a strange and strange space, or the clear brilliance that penetrates all the infinite sublimation, or the endless hurricane that treats the mountains and stars as the dust in the wind, or the terrifying high-temperature purgatory like the birth of stars, or the boundless deep shadows where all things settle and fall silent, or the replication, devouring and assimilating all the dead and corrupt things, the inexplicable turbid flesh and blood...... There are also some places that seem ordinary, but their laws are very unusual and completely unsuitable for survival.

This space after another, whether it is the catastrophe that Wang Zongchao encountered after completing the "Heavenly and Human Refining Method", being teleported to the surface of the sun by Amon, or the void storm encountered when crossing the void, is far from comparable, even if Wang Zongchao can now be called inexhaustible vitality, life is immortal, and he can change his vitality attributes at will to adapt to the environment to the greatest extent, but every time he still needs to be cautious and even do his best to keep himself from losing.

And what made him feel most aggrieved and helpless was that although he had condensed the plane corresponding to the Ancestral Witch Method, he could quickly adapt to the environment like a fish in water by using the Ancestral Witch Method, and successfully find the next space marker. However, when it comes to another plane that has not yet condensed the corresponding ancestral witch law phase, it will be extremely difficult, and the condensed ancestral witch law phase will often conflict with the plane where it is located, causing a series of serious rule tilting and loss of vitality.

In order to get out of this dangerous situation, he had to sense and communicate with the Heavenly Dao Origin of the plane as soon as possible, and achieve the corresponding Ancestral Witch Law Phase. And in order to suppress the conflict between the opposing ancestors and witches, he had to endlessly increase his strength. So along the way, his strength has skyrocketed uncontrollably, but no matter how hard he tries to suppress and reconcile, the speed of the Heavenly Gods' Evil will double with the increase of the ancestral witch law, and the whole vicious circle is unstoppable!

He knew in his heart that every location he was teleported to was close to the core origin or key point of the Flood Desolation Realm. The so-called shortcut place. The true meaning of the Great Dao is extremely clear and concrete, which is not only the most conducive to condensing the Ancestral Witch Law, but also the most likely to cause conflicts between rules and attributes. Qin Shi Huang was able to set up a stable space-time Dao landmark in these important places and teleport him at will, which indeed showed his profound attainments in the Space Dao. If this kind of immortal monk who can be called 'quasi-conjunct' deliberately framed him, unless he can successfully resist teleportation in the first place, he will be trapped in a desperate situation or sent to a distant time and space where there is no way to return at all. However, in the process, Wang Zongchao also gradually felt that with the continuous improvement of his own strength, the other party's teleportation did not seem to be as unfathomable as the main god, but more and more consumed and approached the limit.

When the last ancestral witch law was condensed, and the twelve laws were complete, the Heavenly Divine Demon had accumulated like a snowball to a scale that comprehensively surpassed the divine evil on Xiang Liu's body, and it continued to grow endlessly, Wang Zongchao was finally teleported to the "New Small Flood Desolate Realm" where he is now, although he was about to bear the tremendous pressure of becoming a central pillar of the world, but he was greatly relieved.

It's like a person has to hold twelve test tubes full of chemicals at the same time, and many of these chemicals must be kept at a safe distance from each other, otherwise they will explode or react to become highly toxic. This forced him to take turns throwing potions like acrobatics, and even though he theoretically had unlimited physical strength, he was also in danger. In this case, someone suddenly provided a scaffold that could be divided into categories to place each potion, even if the bracket had to be carried on the body all the time after putting it on, it was a gratifying blessing.

However, it is also a blessing and a curse, this infinite tends to be perfect and harmonizes the twelve laws, so that the origin of the twelve heavenly realms is endless, and the wonderful structure also makes Wang Zongchao, who has been struggling to suppress and fight against the conflict of the twelve laws, unconsciously immersed in the unprecedented creation of mysteries, and the beauty of nature. This is another catastrophe of "being born in sorrow and dying in peace", if it weren't for the eightfold tribulation in the blink of an eye, it is difficult to say whether he could wake up in time.

At this time, I came back to my senses and pondered, although this "New Little Flood Desolate Realm" had a huge and magnificent framework, but the true intent of the Heavenly Dao was many incomplete, and it was indeed necessary to add the true intent of the ancestor witch law condensed by himself in order to turn decay into magic. Therefore, it is also true that he played the role of "Heavenly Dao True Intention Porter".

Listening to his complaints, Hua Xu just replied without any pressure and calmly: "It's not wrong to say that it is a reward for you...... After all, the 'New Little Flood Desolate Realm' is not completely under your control at the moment, you can do whatever you want, and even if you want to get out of here, there is no existence here that can restrain you. But I guess you can't just leave, right?"

Wang Zongchao had to laugh when he heard this, although he was quite unhappy to be led by the nose repeatedly, but he also had to admit that in the face of this leading recreation of the Xiaohong Desolate Realm, and the supreme wisdom of the ancient witch clan to seize the heaven and earth, it was indeed impossible for him to say that he would leave. After all, this is a reproduction of the Gu Wu clan's final modeling and optimization of the Heavenly Dao of the Flood Desolation, which can greatly alleviate the conflict between the twelve laws and avoid giving birth to the system of the Heavenly Gods. Wang Zongchao himself estimated that as long as he coordinated the operation of the twelve laws according to this general framework, he could at least alleviate the conflict of rules and the deterioration of the divine evil to less than one-tenth, and this was the result of his own understanding of the mystery far from being deep enough.

"It turns out that the key mystery of the 'Little Flood Desolate Realm' is to pair the ancestors and witches with the most extreme opposition in the rule attributes, and they are positive and negative to each other, and the two poles are reincarnated, forming six dynamically balanced rings!

Among them, co-work and Zhurong are the opposition of water and fire, and together they form a water and fire wheel!

Heaven and earth are the opposition between heaven and earth, and together they form the wheel of heaven and earth!

The candle dragon and the emperor river are the opposition of time and space, and together they form the wheel of time and space!

Jumang and extravagant corpses are the opposition of life and death, inverse entropy and cis-entropy, together to form the wheel of life and death!

The two opposites of light and darkness, sublimation and silence, form the wheel of light and darkness!"

Strength and humiliation, one is ever-changing and forever records the imprint of the existence of all the great avenues that have touched the Great Dao and led to the tribulation, similar to a person's thinking and memory;

Among them, each cycle of light and darkness is one day, and each cycle of water and fire is one year. Therefore, in most areas of the Flood Desolation Realm, there are also changes in the cold and summer cycles of day and night.

The positive and negative innate avenues contained in any single round are completely enough to form a real world that is even larger than the scale of the dark world. Therefore, each round can be independent of each other, and so the six rounds form the most basic structure of the 'Little Flood Desolation Realm', which also objectively reflects the macro structure of the real Flood Desolation Realm to a considerable extent.

However, the avenue contained in each ancestor is not single and pure, their dualistic opposition is not as clear as the opposition between light and dark in the dark world, but there are many subtle imbalances and dissonances. And since it is enough to form the real world based on a pair of positive and negative innate avenues, the six pairs of avenues are crowded together without giving in to each other, it is really a serious redundancy overflow of resources, no wonder the true spirits of the Great Dao of the Flood Desolate Realm are so easy to sense, and powerful beings emerge in endlessly!

Therefore, the real genius of the ancient witch lies not only in weaving the six wheels, but also in how to make these six wheels closely interact with each other and run without contradiction, forming a harmonious and unified, mellow and perfect whole, and its subtlety can be called the invasion of creation, and the recreation of the flood ......"

No matter how high the realm of the unity of heaven and man is, it cannot be compared with Wang Zongchao holding the authority of the Heavenly Dao at this time, and all the heavenly creations are like the reverse palm view pattern. This kind of feeling is completely different from ordinary creatures who understand heaven and earth, and no matter how wise ordinary creatures are, they can only start from the local details that can be touched and felt, and then further inductive deduction to understand the whole nature of heaven and earth. But at this time, Wang Zongchao is the more invisible the macro trend and the overall situation of the Heavenly Dao, the more he is self-aware, and only on this basis, he understands the local details in depth, which can be described as a prophet who knows a leaf after autumn. In fact, today's "New Xiaohong Desolate Realm" is only a macro framework, and it is constantly deriving details with the deepening of Wang Zongchao's understanding.

Because of this, Wang Zongchao noticed the same thing more and more, and couldn't help but speak: "Wait a minute, there is a problem with the root of this 'New Little Flood Desolate Realm'!"

"Oh, it's normal to have problems!" Hua Xu nodded without surprise, "After all, except for the Candle Dragon, Dijiang, and Qiangliang Three Banners, the rest of the flags are projections derived from parallel time and space, and there are many flaws in the information, but each of them is made up for by the nine Seven Tribulation Ghost Immortals who practice similar paths." The most important thing is that the 'Creation Jade Disk' has not yet arrived, although you can barely top it, but the overall is definitely far from being comparable to the flawlessness of the original 'Little Flood Desolate Realm'. ”

"It's not just that!" Wang Zongchao frowned and asked, although he communicated with Hua Xu face-to-face, but under his control, he could naturally isolate outsiders and only limit himself to "private chats", so there were not too many scruples to talk about, "What the ancient witches used to build the 'Little Flood Desolate Realm' was a totem derived from the gene chain, and you worship the twelve incense and fire gods, as well as those ghosts and immortals to check and fill in the gaps, but they are rooted in the one-yuan consciousness and the one-yuan divine thoughts, and the two obviously cannot achieve harmony and unity!"

One hundred and twenty-nine thousand six hundred is the number of one yuan, the immortal Qin people cultivate one yuan of all the tricks, and the ghosts and immortals cultivate one yuan of divine thoughts, this is the foundation of the immortal Qin martial arts and Taoism, together with all their weapons, magic weapons, magic arrays, and prohibitions, they all have a profound one-yuan structure, which is well known. However, the problem is that the foundation of all the supernatural creations of the ancient witch clan lies in the bloodline totem, and the two are fundamentally not the same thing.

This situation is like a picture scroll drawn by a famous national hand with smooth strokes, and the details are blurred due to projection and copying on another blank paper, and in order to make up for its omission, it is filled in by the method of color dot pixel composition, although it looks perfect on the surface. But if you zoom in and look at the details, you will find that some parts of the painting are linear compositions, and some are dotted compositions, which are just barely mixed and pieced together, so that even in the fake, it is a notch lower.

Hua Xu replied: "We have long been aware of this, but this is also a last resort. In addition to the fact that we don't have the conditions to perfectly replicate the 'Little Flood Desolation Realm' at the moment, it is also because we didn't plan to do it in the first place.

After all, the Gu Wu clan is just a loser. Even if we can repeat their path perfectly, we will eventually fail. What we really need to do is to get enough nourishment from their fallen corpses and forge a new path. Now this 'New Little Flood Desolate Realm' is essentially just an experiment in the fusion of the old and the new, and it will not be the final choice at all, even if it is destroyed soon, it is not a pity!"

"Good guy, you still call me arrogant, I think it's you who are really crazy......" Wang Zongchao couldn't help but take a slight breath when he heard it, he knew it well, not to mention anything else, just the twelve gods of the "New Little Flood Desolate Realm", their incense fire divine power has been a hundred times better than Amaterasu's ilk, plus the true spirit of the Great Dao injected by himself, and the mysterious structure copied from the "Little Flood Desolate Realm", even if there are congenital deficiencies and flaws in it, it is not expected to compare with the "Little Flood Desolate Realm" in its heyday, but when it grows up, it will definitely greatly surpass the dark world. However, in such a world with infinite mysteries and unlimited prospects, in Hua Xu's view, it was just a test object that could be completely destroyed if necessary?

"As far as I know, the mysterious structure of the 'Little Flood Desolate Realm' alone is unreasonably higher than that of the 'Five Elements Immortal Heaven'!" Shocked and surprised, Wang Zongchao couldn't help but ask: "In this case, where is the confidence and basis for you Immortal Qin to be able to surpass the ancient witches?"

"Hehe, of course there is a reason for that...... Have you ever heard: The defeat of the ancient witch is the defeat of the number of tomorrows!"

Wang Zongchao thought for a while, "It seems that someone has said something similar......

Hua Xu suddenly showed a smile full of mystery, "And the so-called 'number of days' is 'the number of one yuan'!"

"Really?" Wang Zongchao was dumbfounded, "You guys have such an understanding of 'days'?"

"The Flood Desolation Realm is divided into twelve main realms, each of which derives one hundred and eight subordinate realms, for a total of one thousand two hundred and ninety-six realms, and each realm is divided into one hundred secret realms, for a total of 129,600 secret realms. Every 129,600 years, each main realm will collide with another main realm and cause natural disasters and catastrophes, each realm will have a decay and glory tribulation every 18,000 years, and each secret realm will have a lifetime of extinction for 360 years. In addition, in the desolate realms, there are more heavenly and earthly treasures such as one yuan heavy water and one yuan earth mother, aren't they all one yuan?" Hua Xu put away his smile and said solemnly, "Although the defeat of the ancient witch has multiple causes, the root of it lies in its totem system, which is not compatible with the implementation of the principle of one yuan!"

Wang Zongchao was silent for a while, he had realized that what the other party said was true, and this theory was unlikely to be derived by Immortal Qin himself, after all, before they went to the Flood Desolation Realm, they had already set a system in which ghosts and immortals majored in one-yuan divine thoughts, and human immortals majored in one-yuan consciousness. However, Xianqin supported the cultivation for thirty-three days to obtain the heritage of the ancient witch and continue to develop the power of the flood realm, so the conclusion that "the ancient witch does not know the number of yuan days" is likely to come directly from the thirty-three days, and it may even be the conclusion made by the ancestor of the Three Qing Daoists.

Hua Xu's voice continued: "You also cultivate the One Yuan Realm, and you can melt the true meaning of heaven and earth into the body and spirit, open up the secret treasure of vitality, and now you are the core of the 'New Little Flood Desolate Realm' Heavenly Dao, heaven and earth work together, so the key to the unity of the Yuan Days in the 'New Little Flood Desolate Realm' is none other than you, why not take this supreme opportunity and give it a try!"

Wang Zongchao's eyes were closed, and he did not answer. At the same time, the images of the twelve gods surrounded by different mystical trajectories became more and more ethereal, as if they had turned into twelve faces, leading to a deeper, broader and higher level of mysterious worlds. At the same time, the Dao Heavenly Light projected down through the twelve portals, intertwining with each other, turning into a god that was all over the rivers and mountains below, and the sun, moon and stars all over the top.

As the twelve gods were more and more promoted to the level of invisible and imperceptible rules, they divided and gave birth to their own god systems, each of which had one hundred and eight gods, a total of one thousand two hundred and ninety-six gods, or the sun, moon and stars, or the four seasons and reincarnation, or the five directions and five earths, or the rivers, lakes and seas, or the life and death, the withering and glory of life, death, and glory...... Subsequently, these gods evolved into their own clones, and spread to every corner of the entire "New Little Flood Desolation Realm", and a series of subtle and far-reaching changes appeared in the whole world, making every ghost and immortal in it throbbing!

Soon after Saito entered the "New Little Flood Realm", his heart suddenly moved, and he sat down cross-legged on the dirt slope that seemed ordinary somewhere. If you change the macro perspective, you will find that the place where he is is right in the center of the two gods representing the Ju Mang and the luxurious corpse respectively, and the two giant gods are slowly circling around him. A force of life and death between the innate and the acquired is constantly being injected into the six roulettes behind his head, making it more and more real and strong......

Since the concept of time is also under his own control, the exchange between Wang Zongchao and Hua Xu was completed in a completely negligible instant. Therefore, the evolution of the "New Little Flood Desolate Realm" is still at the beginning of creation, from innate to acquired, from macro to micro evolution in the most critical stage, this is the most critical stage of the evolution of every ghost immortal who participates in it, and it is also an excellent opportunity for him to cultivate and improve himself as the core leader. Every time there is an additional god in the "New Little Flood Desolate Realm", Wang Zongchao has a corresponding acupoint in his body that resonates with it, and his vitality is like a raging flood, surging all over his body and soaking the world. The new type of orifices of the whole body once again made a qualitative breakthrough, and on the basis of comprehensively consolidating the realm of one trick and a hundred orifices, it was rapidly approaching the realm of the essence of fist intent.

At the same time, he began to sense more and more information from the original "Little Flood Desolate Realm" through the three gods of Candle Dragon, Dijiang, and Qiangliang, including the most basic totemic mysteries that built it, including the grand occasion when it had grown and evolved to the peak, the tragedy of its collapse under the ravages of the Divine Riot Desolate Beasts, and the scenes that are happening simultaneously now......

"The totem of the ancient witch, it seems that the gene chain can only be extracted and woven by itself until the fourth-order gene lock is opened, and the fourth-order and below can only be obtained by others. And from the most basic, body-based bloodline totems, there are also energy totems that weave self-constructing energy, and void totems that imprint the void...... In this way, the bloodline totem is a bit difficult for me, and I need to really reach the realm of flesh and blood derivation before I can try it, and the energy totem can be completely constructed, and as for the void totem, I can already distort the void with all my orifices, and if I can distort and construct it more subtly, I may not be able to realize the function of the void totem!"

Wang Zongchao is not just blindly concerned about his own cultivation, while referring to the information of the ancient witch totem, he is also paying attention to the situation of the "Xiaohong Desolate Realm" that is on the verge of disintegration.

"Although it is blocked by a powerful force and cannot obtain relevant information, the 'Little Flood Desolate Realm' is obviously still garrisoned by a powerful fifth-order witch saint, and with the consistent style of the Wu clan, I don't think it will take the initiative to withdraw from the historical stage. Whether Immortal Qin can prove that his path is superior to that of Gu Wu still needs to have a dragon and tiger battle with him. Xian Qin did not hesitate to bet a lot of money to help me quickly improve my strength, it seems that it is to meet this test!

At present, there are several battles breaking out in the 'Little Flood Desolate Realm', and the most fierce one of them is ...... How did Zheng Zhe come up with his clone so quickly?"

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The sword swept away, tearing the void everywhere it went, and the entire world seemed to be about to be cut open by force, and thousands of small fragments and cracks that devoured everything spread in all directions. The terrifying collapse vibration of the click was constantly transmitted and spread in the high-dimensional void, which was the fluctuation of a large area of space on the verge of collapse.

There are pitch-black flames that are constantly spreading, burning to fill every void crack, and from time to time they flow and converge along the spatial rifts, ignoring the spatial obstacles, instantly condensing into pure black thunderballs, and slamming down, the terrifying black fire that exploded, even the invisible space can burn, annihilation and evaporation, and a large area collapses out of thin air, and even the ashes do not exist!

As soon as Zheng Zha and the demon Zheng Zha started a war, the fierceness of the battle soared to a level of unadorned exaggeration and the true meaning of the sky and the earth shattered, and it was difficult to distinguish for a while!

But this is just the appearance, Zheng Zha is very clear that he is essentially at a disadvantage.

Even if the vertical and horizontal blades he slashed out tore through the void and shattered most of the opponent's body at once, the flesh and blood that the opponent burst could also be transformed into black fire that could not even be devoured by the void rift in an instant, and reunited to form an intact body. On the contrary, the other party could condense the pure black thunderball and the burning black fire along the spatial rift, and he didn't dare to connect it at all, so he could only rely on the extreme speed of thousands of miles to keep wandering and avoiding. If the speed is a little slower and the range of activity is a little narrower, the opponent can even envelop himself in one breath with a thunderball that annihilates the Hundred Miles of Void!

"You've made a lot of progress, but that's all!" Although the demon Zheng Zha had the upper hand, he also looked impatient. He attacked again and again, but he always couldn't keep up with the speed of the other party and repeatedly failed, even if he repeatedly twisted and annihilated the void to quickly shorten the distance between each other, he was always torn apart by the other party and cracked, as for the attack of the reverse spread timeline, the opponent's resistance was strong enough, and the move was too fast, unlike the previous martial arts, which had an accumulation process from weak to strong, and the effect was not obvious.

"Do you want to fight, or do you want to escape? If you want to fight, it's just a waste of time to flee from place to place! If you want to escape, why don't you get out of here as soon as possible!"

"He's right, I don't have any chance of winning like this, it's time to make a decision!" The other party's taunt came into his ears, Zheng Zha clenched the tiger spirit that was already faintly burning and spreading with the lingering black fire in his hand, and a determination that was even more powerful and brilliant than lightning flashed in his eyes!