Chapter 117: Brand New Trumpet

A simple and heavy Ding rose slowly, hanging down the endless divine light Dao rhyme, which seemed to be thin and fragile, but it resisted the majestic power of the endless chaos around it, and became an unbreakable and solid line of defense.

It moves slowly in a clockwise direction, like the footsteps of heaven and earth moving forward, slowly moving, and everything is born and conceived out of nothingness.

"Boom!"

The surrounding chaos shook violently, and the brilliant light tore apart countless chaotic airflows, and the light rushed out of the divine light Dao rhyme, as if it was substance, crisscrossing and closing in the chaos, sweeping everything, and illuminating the chaos without top and bottom, before and after.

On both sides of the Great Ding, the two breaths are high, the vast and infinite divine sit on both sides, the two gods, release the terrifying divine power, the terrifying divine soul fluctuations are like an ocean surging, endless chaotic airflow, when approaching the two sacred, are faintly trembling, the strongest and greatest breath here begins to calm down, the terrifying fluctuations, the turbulent chaotic airflow, here seems to begin to change from disorder to order, as if to open the world, create a world, faintly there is earth, water, fire and wind are circulating, to deduce a world, reconstruct a world。

The two gods ingested the boundless Yuan in the chaos, swallowed and refined it, and then turned it into an incomparably terrifying Yuan Qi that poured into the simple and thick Dading.

Urging the big one to move faster.

With Dading as the center, hundreds of millions of miles away, the breath of destruction is surging, raging, exploding chaos, shattering order, here chaos and order have lost their meaning, and they are almost nothing.

This is Nuwa and Ye Ang, extracting the chaos in this area, and they want to return the chaos to Wuji.

Of course, with their strength, they can't return to Wuji for the time being, so there is this terrifying scene that brings chaos to nothing.

The reason why the two of them appeared here was to create a shell for Ye Ang's consciousness body.

It may seem simple to say, but in reality, it's difficult.

The basic structure can be created by Nuwa with a single thought, but it is not too difficult to connect with consciousness, so that Ye Ang's consciousness body can be perfectly integrated with the body seed.

You must know that Ye Ang is a mixed yuan powerhouse, but this consciousness seed projected by him must erase the Dao fruit projection of his mixed yuan powerhouse.

In this process, it is even more difficult to retain the essence of Ye Ang.

But it has to be like this, otherwise, they can't hide the operation of heaven and earth at all, and the creatures they create will be meaningless to enter the earth immortal realm.

Therefore, the two of them simply moved into this chaos and made such a huge momentum, and they had to use Nuwa's Creation Ding to conceive again from the beginning to the end.

In order to achieve a flawless fusion of this Creation Body and the Seed of Consciousness, and to block all of Ye Ang's Dao Fruit information.

How to compare this matter, it's like a game where there is a copy below level 90, and level 100 players can't enter.

Once inside, the strength is suppressed to level 70.

Even if a level 100 player opens a semicolon, due to the identity verification system, the semicolon is also branded as level 100, and in the dungeon, the level cannot exceed level 70.

Therefore, in order to enter this copy to do a big thing, the two hundred-level players worked hard to create a semicolon, and at the same time bypassed the identity verification system, of course, without this identity verification system, the various permission special effects of the hundred-level players are all gone, so that this semicolon is equivalent to a new trumpet, and it is a new trumpet that has nothing to do with the person, as long as you enter this copy, you can go all the way up safely, theoretically, it is no problem to climb to level 90, and even climb to level 100, it is also possible。

Of course, bypassing the server and building your own semicolon is very likely to cause bugs.

As a result, both players had to go to great lengths not only to avoid the server, but also to spend a lot of time deducing and even creating semicolons with the help of machines with related functions.

The process is not easy, even if there are two hybrid powerhouses who have gone through a lot of calculations and deductions in the early stage, and have made complete preparations, but in the process of implementation, there will still be some difficulties.

Fortunately, the two mixed yuan powerhouses are not vegetarians, one is proficient in the way of creation, the other is proficient in the way of the soul for a while, and in the other paths, the attainments are profound, and all difficulties have been solved by the two of them.

Rao is like this, and it took the two of them about 100 days to complete the creation.

Looking at the circulating light clusters in Ye Ang's hands, surrounded by colorful colors, endlessly circulating, all kinds of strange information, countless inexplicable symbols, intertwined with the lines and veins, entangled in the void, extremely dense, forming golden chains between square inches, tightly binding the light clusters, Nuwa muttered while putting away the Creation Ding: "It took so much effort, and I don't know if it is reliable." ”

"What are you looking at me for?" still saw Nuwa looking at herself, and said angrily: "This is the result of our two together, you can't be sure, how dare I be sure." ”

Nuwa also gave him an angry look, he always felt that Ye Ang seemed to be going to the battlefield by himself, and he was getting more and more floating, he was obviously not like this before, and he was inexplicably upset when he thought of this.

"Anyway, come back alive and don't surprise me. ”

"Don't worry, you can't die!" Ye Ang said lightly, seemingly careless, but in fact he had absolute confidence.

In the depths of his consciousness, he watched the door, the door frame had changed from virtual to real, full of texture.

It was as if with a gentle push could push open the two gates of light and shadow.

However, Ye Ang knew that he couldn't push open this door unless he had to, because it would inevitably consume a lot, and only when the time came, he would push it open.

Truth be told, since the door began to slowly solidify thousands of years ago, he had an urge to push it open.

Because how long has it been since he left the original world, tens of billions of years, nearly 100 billion years?

I can't remember!

Of course, with his cultivation in the Mixed Yuan Realm, he is in charge of the authority of time and space, and he really has to take his time slowly, and he can know the specific time in a moment, but he is not willing to do such a boring thing.

He also knew that without the anchor of the door, the flow of time between the two parties was probably no longer the same as before, and maybe the world on that side had passed tens of billions of years.

Sometimes he wonders if he has passed, and he will find that what has been done is true, and things are wrong.

Of course, this is just a deception of one's own kindness, and the real situation is probably that after pushing open that door, there is another world over there, because the last link with the original world has long been severed.

Thinking of this, Ye Ang glanced at the scroll hanging above the door, this thing is called "robbery list", and Gu Luanqing, the main god of the Nine Dao, is inside.

However, the basis of the grievances between the two has disappeared, and the rest is just thinking about win-win cooperation.

On the surface, Ye Ang tilted his head slightly and looked at Nuwa: "I'm good at saving my life, and you know it, I never worry about my life and death, but you, don't have any accidents." ”

"So worried about me?" Nuwa pouted: "I'm also a mixed yuan powerhouse." ”

Ye Ang smiled, "It's not that I'm worried about you, I'm just afraid of losing, after all, I don't know, in case you have any accidents, when I reach the realm of Daluo, can I get you back again from the long river of time." ”

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Chapter 117: Brand New Trumpet