On the way to ET's residence, Mo Huang's eyes were half-closed along the way, as if he was sleepwalking, but the strange thing was that Mo Huang took the lead on the way back to the city, and the path and walking direction were also chosen by him, which was much faster than when ET led the way, and the road was calm, neither encountered unexpected types of natural disasters, nor encountered those annoying wind beasts.

And this is naturally thanks to the authority inherited from the third generation of the Red Blue Ancestral God, as long as the will of the ink desolate and the azure crystal in the spiritual consciousness space are connected, the detailed map of the entire sky blue will slowly unfold, not to mention the functions of path navigation, and even be able to control the surrounding terrain and landforms on a small scale, which is an extremely powerful authority.

To put it bluntly, if Siboria comes to pursue with the Sylv army, Mo Huang doesn't even need to make a move, he just needs to summon the Blue Wind River, which is the foundation of the blue sky, and then overturn and crush it, and the million army is just a matter of rebellion.

The consciousness is connected for a longer time, and the deeper functions of the authority are gradually unfolding, and the consciousness of Mo Huang seems to be rising infinitely, not only looking at the map through the guò consciousness, but the whole person has turned into a pair of eyes that see through the heavens and the earth, and the sight is boundless insight into every inch of the blue sky and land.

Only Emperor Silph was not in this transcendent observation, because Siboria used his authority to cut off Mo Huang's sight.

Removing this god-like transcendent perspective from the inside of the sky and looking out, Mo Huang first saw a universe-like chaotic darkness, and then in this darkness, seven moon-like formations were suspended.

The true face of the seven Wishing for the Creation of the Universe of Yingluo all appeared in the observation of the Ink Wilderness, and looking out, the remaining six Wishing for the Creation of the Institution of Yingluo faintly appeared with a strong and domineering aura, crisscrossing and crisscrossing about dozens of people, presumably these people were the authorized persons of the rest of the Wishing for the Creation of the Enlightenment Mechanism.

At this time, Mo Huang suddenly found some more familiar breaths in the Red Yao of the Daylight, which was the breath of the Heart Demon Sect Bai Qiulian and the Seven Knights of the Apocalypse.

Mo Huang couldn't help but feel nervous, at this time, he had already controlled most of the authority of a Wish Yingluo Creation Agency, and he was no longer very afraid of the Seven Knights of the Apocalypse, there was a kind of coming to the Azure Blue Yao District, Mo Huang raised his hand to beat the seven knights of the Apocalypse without permission, and let them know that no matter how awesome the full-level players were, they couldn't compete with GM, but for Bai Qiulian, Mo Huang was secretly worried.

As long as he obtains half of the authority of a Wish Yingluo Creation Mechanism, and then after a period of familiarity that is not too long, he can use this to break the cage barrier and open the way back to reality, and once Bai Qiulian returns to reality, in the place of the Ya'an Time and Space Chamber of Commerce, Bai Qiulian's threat will instantly rise to the point where it cannot be ignored, and can even be said to be extremely deadly.

If Bai Qiulian is allowed to return to reality, Mo Huang has no doubt that he must have enough means to stop Mo Qingshuang from driving the Qing Ying to escape from the Ya'an Time and Space Chamber of Commerce, and he has no doubt that he can capture the true body of Hermes's wreckage.

Cangtian Lanyao's authority is reflected in the spiritual consciousness space of Mo Huang, not to mention the authority, it seems to itself also have a role in transforming the spiritual realm, Mo Huang's mind is becoming more and more clear and keen, and even the unspeakable intuition is much stronger, and now that he reads Bai Qiulian's name again, Mo Huang will faintly feel a palpitation and fear.

This is clearly a sign of causal calamity, so that the heavenly machine warns, and the external mouth full of firewood and ink famine can be ignored, but from the intuition of his own heart, Mo Huang does not dare to ignore it in the slightest.

Bai Qiulian must die here, this is already the determination of Mo Huang several times, and this time is more resolute than when he was forcibly washed into a demon fire Shura by Bai Qiu Lian, Mo Huang is not satisfied with just snooping in the air, trying to cross his gaze to the red light of the sun.

But as soon as the line of sight crossed over, he was surrounded by several powerful breaths that existed in the sunlight red glow, and in the transcendent vision like a god brought by the use of authority, the light was connected by the breath, which was not inferior to meeting face-to-face, and the ink desolation could even outline the specific appearance of the lord of the breath and the expression at this moment through the aura that surrounded him.

What made Mo Huang extremely stunned was that there were actually two people he was familiar with in the aura that came, and they were the third-generation Red God and Blue God who had passed on the authority of Sky Blue Yao to him before.

"It's actually the messenger of the Great Existence of the Other World, you are already familiar with the authority inherited to you by the Red God Blue God of the Sky Blue Yao, and you are already able to use a cross-border perspective, it is really a strong adaptation qualification." The red god greeted him from afar, and his expression and tone were the same as what Mo Huang had seen before.

As a woman, the blue god was a little more careful, and saw Mo Huang's doubts: "The second generation of ancestral gods is to pray for the Yingluo Creation Mechanism as the source to ignite us, and the Prayer Yingluo Creation Mechanism has a total of seven, each of which has given birth to two Crimson Ancestral Gods, so we have a total of fourteen, if you want to distinguish, you can call us the Sun Red Red God or the Sun Red Blue God." ”

The distinction between the name of the sun red is nothing more than the abbreviation of the red yao from the sun, which is not difficult to understand, Mo Huang asked, "Do you already know about the Blue Red God and the Blue Blue God passing on the authority to me?" ”

"Yes, since you set foot in the Temple of Eternal End, our fourteen third-generation ancestral gods have been paying attention to your movements, and at that time, we also bet that you would go to that creation mechanism first, but we didn't expect to let the blue side take the lead, but the bet prize for the two of them can only be given to them when we return to the river of destiny together."

Although he didn't know what the other Crimson Ancestral Gods thought about the disappearance of these two Ancestral Gods in the Sky Blue Yao District, Mo Huang didn't want to talk about this matter anymore, so he asked directly, "Then what are you going to do next?" ”

"The two ancestral gods of the blue sky have made a decision on our behalf, as long as you set foot in the red light of the sun, or a few other institutions that pray for the creation of the world, we will pass on the corresponding authority to you, so as to fulfill the oath of the second generation of the ancestral god back then and the later prophecy, the future of the people of the red blue will be entrusted to you."

Before Mo Huang could speak, two shocks were heard from afar: "We don't agree." ”

The two breaths approached rapidly, one was like a flame that was exploding wildly, with a surging wildness, and the other was overbearing and high-spirited that burned the world, while the other was relatively quiet, with three points of ethereal and indifferent, but it also interpreted the heat and fierceness of the fire.

In the breath sense, what Mo Huang glimpsed was a middle-aged man with red hair and red beard with a full beard, and a red-haired old man.

"King of Sharoman, Chief Priest of Sharoman! Why are you opposed? ”

The natives who live in the blue light of the sky are the relatives of the wind, and the natives who live in the red glow of the sun are the relatives of the fire, called the Shalomans, which are slightly different from the social status quo of the Sylphs, and the Shalomans did not give birth to a male lord like Sibolia, who ruled the two powers together, but the king of the Shaloman and the chief priest of the Shaloman controlled the two powers respectively.

This information was quietly told to Mo Huang by the Red Blue Ancestor God at this time, and after Mo Huang heard this, his first reaction was that his head was big, and he didn't even need to ask, the reason for the opposition of the King of Sharoman and the Chief Priest of Sharoman, it is estimated that the reason for the opposition of Siboria, the King of Syph, will not be much different from the reason of Siboria, the King of Syph.

"We don't object to entrusting the future of the Crimson people outside to this otherworld, but we are opposed to putting the Saroman clan under his control, and if it is not my race, its heart will be different, who knows what kind of things he will do after he controls the Sharoman clan."

Compared to the rather subtle style of the King of Silver, the King of Saloman's way of speaking is much more straightforward, and the heart of the non-human race must be different, there is no such word in the Saloman, but it does not prevent the King of Saloman from saying the same meaning.

And what's worse is that perhaps it was the extension of the cross-regional will of the Ink Wilderness that alarmed several other Wishing Yingluo Creation Organs, and a strong aura and will came to the Sunlight Red Radiance Zone one after another, and Ink Wilderness found that in addition to the blue light of the sky, the authority of the other several Wishing Yingluo Creation Organs was controlled by the Red Blue Ancestral God in two copies, and then the king of the race controlled one, and the chief priest of the race controlled one.

"On behalf of the Groms, I oppose it!"

"On behalf of the Wendinies, I oppose it!"

In an instant, the authorities of the other Wishing Yingluo Creation Organs opposed the decision of Mohuang to take charge of the authority, and after the opposition sounded one after another, the voice of Siboria, the king of Hilph, came slowly: "Verbal protest is generally difficult to shake the resolution of the ancestral god, this is something we have known for many years, it is better to do something practical, now this visitor from another world is still staying in the blue sky and the sky, I will personally lead the troops and horses to surround him in a while, and then you will also lead the army to come over and strangle him together." After slaughtering him, we will go back and kill these rotten and stubborn ancestral gods, and completely realize our great cause. ”

As soon as Siboria's words came out, it was cold in an instant, so decisive in killing, blatantly when the will of the third generation of the Red Blue Ancestral God was not to say anything, but also directly said the thing of killing the god and rebelling, the words were direct, even if the other kings of the Wishing Yingluo Creation Mechanism had this thought, they all felt that it was difficult to accept, and Mo Huang couldn't help but be covered with cold sweat, and was surrounded and suppressed by the army led by the king of the seven Prayer Yingluo Creation Organs? If he really wants to develop to this point, his fate is estimated to be no better than that of Hermes, the god of creation. ”

But fortunately, it is not that no one is on the side of the ink wilderness, and the will of the six Crimson Gods who pray for the creation mechanism of Yingluo rises slowly, and the power is not pressing, but with a smell of water and softness, but it is incomprehensible: "If you can inherit the will of the first generation of the Ancestral God to protect the people of Crimson, and complete the last wish of the second generation of the Ancestral God to break the cage, then the authority of our waiting has long been passed on to you, but unfortunately, for so many years, no one of you has been able to do it, and even worse, you can't even do your own work, King Silver, King of Grom, it goes without saying how Hermes got his supposed authority to be suppressed in your area before. ”

Excluding the Azure Yao District, the will of the remaining twelve third-generation Crimson Ancestral Gods was intertwined and resounded in unison, and the remaining twelve aboriginal people did not dare to say much, but Siboria snorted coldly: "I'm sorry, the ancestral gods of the region I command have disappeared, so I refuse to accept the interference of the will of the ancestral gods of other regions, even if you force it, you can't let me obediently hand over the authority, the Sylv clan only accepts the rule of Silph, if you don't want to, Then kill with that visitor from another world, I will never compromise. ”

Siboria's tone suddenly stammered, even Mo Huang could clearly feel the hidden ambition and recklessness, let alone others, Mo Huang thought about it, pondered for a moment, and then said: "I support the opinion of the King of Syph! ”

PS: Looks like the book is now searchable, so I've added a chapter to celebrate, and there's another chapter in an hour