The golden dragon is like a pillar, supporting the four poles of heaven and earth.

Emperor Yuanzhen sat cross-legged in the void and recited scriptures, and after a stick of incense, the five fingers of his right hand opened and suddenly grabbed his left chest, and took out a bloody heart.

"Plop, plop, plop, plop......"

The heart beats steadily and vigorously, splashing a few drops of blood each time.

His face was pale, his left hand was clenched into a fist, and he stretched out his two fingers in the middle of the food and placed them side by side like a sword against the center of his eyebrows.

The frontal bone silently cracked a slit, and out of it came a slap high golden figure towards the heart.

The facial features of the golden villain are exactly the same as those of Emperor Yuan Zhen, and the clothes on his body are no different, just like a miniature version of him.

"Sacrifice with the heart, sacrifice with the soul, and use my 30,000 years of cultivation as a ray of life for the people of the world!" Emperor Yuanzhen's eyes flashed like golden lanterns, and he looked up to the sky and laughed: "No matter whether you succeed or fail, you will not regret dying!"

He pressed his hands to his knees and stood up, and with a wave of his hand, his heart twisted and transformed, and finally transformed into a blood dragon.

"Seal!"

With a soft snap, the blood dragon blew up a balloon and flew towards the center of the plane.

Like the four golden dragons, it has become a stout pillar that supports the sky, and the surface continues to escape blood and qi, filling the huge cracks in the desert and mending the broken space.

Everything has changed calmly, and it seems that Emperor Yuanzhen has single-handedly reversed the changes in heaven and earth.

His eyes were dim, his suspended body was shaky, and he looked like he had run out of oil.

Even to such a point, the whole person still has a unique style in the sky and on the ground, and the heroism can be seen at a glance.

Step by step, he ascended to the sky, singing loudly with his hands behind his back in the process, and the tune was impassioned.

"Your Majesty!"

"Emperor!"

"Thief, you're so ruthless!"

"How unfair the way of heaven is. ”

……

Emperor Yuanzhen's confidante held his heart in his hands, and his voice shouted in a terrible voice, and hundreds of people in the city howled and cried, mourning, and scolded one after another.

These people know that even if the world is reconciled, the head of a nation will cease to exist.

Even if he survives, he will be sealed in the central blood pillar forever and cannot come out, like the prisoner in the prison.

Ning Yuan's heart was surging, and he was so excited that his face turned red and he couldn't control himself, and finally looked up to the sky and let out a long howl.

This is the legendary cultivator with unparalleled strength in the world, and the domineering spirit that looks down on all living beings makes him feel broken!

But is the plane collapse over? The whole process seems to be nothing to do with him.

Let's just say, how can he be an ordinary person who has the ability to save the world, and it is almost the same as the emperor.

Ning Yuan cautiously asked, "Machine Spirit, can we go?"

"The plane crash continues to accelerate, and the cause is being analyzed......"

Hearing the other party's answer, his face changed suddenly, and his legs couldn't help but tremble.

The power of faith of the strongest cultivators in this plane to unite with others is still a failure?

Ning Yuan made a bitter face: "Then what should I do? Can I contact the strong man of the Ministry of Supervision for help? I really can't do anything on my own." ”

"Yes, the middle and upper Inspectors are capable of dealing with this kind of problem on their own, but this level is within your jurisdiction, so you need to pay them well. ”

He was still thinking about what he had that others could look at, and Wanxiang Space continued: "Don't waste your thoughts, supervision makes problems in the middle and high-level jurisdictions, but often asks newcomers like you to deal with it, and then give some benefits, they are too lazy to do this kind of thankless work." ”

"Huh, how can this be?" Ning Yuan opened his mouth wide, a little stunned.

"Don't be surprised, because the newcomer is not good at his own strength, he can ask the Galaxy Empire to mobilize resources for help, and most of those middle and high-level are the direct descendants of the cosmic giants, so for this kind of thing, the chief of the supervision envoy will turn a blind eye and ignore it much. ”

He suddenly realized, and then asked, "How do you communicate with the Ministry of Resources?"

"Use your Heavenly Punishment Grid!"

Ning Yuan didn't have time to think about it, he only felt a sharp pain in his head, as if something wanted to come out of his head.

"Boom!"

There was a deafening loud bang that gave him the illusion that his head had been blown apart.

It took a few minutes to come back to my senses in a daze, and I subconsciously looked up, and a small black sword with a middle finger length came into view.

This is the supreme life that Wanxiang Space has always mentioned - Heavenly Punishment?

Ning Yuan looked incredulous, and couldn't help muttering: "It turns out that there is a sword hidden in the brain. ”

He raised his left hand and touched it, like a mirror passing directly through it.

Wanxiang Space reminded loudly: "Your strength is not enough to make the life grid solid, this is just a projection." ”

He felt quite magical, and hurriedly said after remembering the matter: "What should I do next?"

"The closest to the plane is the Mullen Galaxy, which is connecting ......"

The small sword above Ning Yuan's head suddenly shot out a toothpick thick black light that shot straight into the sky, passing through countless dimensional barriers, and then flickering at a specific frequency, as if it was emitting a signal.

Two minutes later, a black dot appeared in front of him, as if an invisible brush had drawn a two-meter-long black line downward from that dot.

"Click!"

With a crisp sound, the black lines split into oval-shaped miniature wormholes on both sides.

"Your Excellency. ”

A respectful female voice came from the opposite side, and Ning Yuan's eyes narrowed slightly.

A beautiful woman with a good figure was wearing a strange costume, somewhat like a tight combat suit on the space fleet in a science fiction movie, and was bowing to him at 90 degrees.

Behind the girl, people arrived one after another, tall, short, fat, thin, men, women, and children.

Ning Yuan scratched the back of his head and said worriedly: "Hello, the No. 1204575125 plane in my jurisdiction is about to collapse, and I need your help." ”

The beautiful woman straightened up as if flattered, and her chest beat loudly: "Although the Inspector Envoy commands, we in the Malen Star District are at your disposal!"

"Ahem. Ning Yuan pretended to cough twice, he was really a little unaccustomed to the other party being so polite.

On the earth, if there is anything that needs help from the government departments, it is all pushing, hindering, chirping and chirping for a long time, when has it been clean and neat?

On the other side, a large galactic resource department staff is in such a low posture.

He tentatively said, "The cause of the plane collapse is not clear for the time being, can you find someone to help you take a look?"

The tight-suit beauty laughed twice, and said with an embarrassed expression: "The Inspector is laughing, even if you search all over our Maren Galaxy, I'm afraid you won't be able to find a strong person who can break through the plane barrier." ”

A short old man with white hair and a short stature stepped forward, and he bowed his head slightly on crutches and said respectfully: "As the permanent speaker of the Lower Maren Galaxy, it is incumbent upon me to support the work of the supervision department, but I also ask the supervision envoy to forgive us for our difficulties." ”

Ning Yuan touched his nose, it would take a lot of time for the universal space to be explored, and at that time, maybe the entire plane would have completely collapsed, and his rescue mission would be declared a failure.

The bad side won't be visible for a while, but it's not a good thing after all.

At the same time, Wanxiang Space reminded him not to expect super masters to come to help.

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Four more male rises, the last one is in the second half of the night, everyone can see it when they get up the next day, there is no way to hand the remnants of the party code words are too slow, four hours to produce a chapter, everyone is more considerate.