With Song Ren's ungrateful writing, hundreds of millions of beings in countless planes were all looking at the three projections that seemed to be realized in the sky.

A purple-haired emperor nodded occasionally.

The military advisor in military uniform frowned.

A man who looked like an emperor had his eyes closed.

They all sat cross-legged, almost listening to the voice.

This author is so awesome, it's like a preacher.

I don't feel like anything when I read this "Tao Te Ching", is my realm so bad?

Everyone couldn't believe it, there was still the echo and repetition of the emperor and the military division in front, and in the end, they were all quiet.

Everyone wanted to open their own plane network to see what the author had written about the follow-up to the Tao Te Ching, but it was in vain to think about it.

The author is not in his own plane, the network cannot be synchronized, and even in addition to the three planes of falling sea and Jiuyuan and Cangyuan, the author and this book cannot be searched.

Because Song Ren only went to these three planes, and because of the synchronization message, he logged in the author's account in this plane.

All of a sudden, everyone's hearts were itching.

"The way of heaven is beneficial but not harmful.

The way of the saint is indisputable. ”

Song Ren wrote the last words of the Tao Te Ching in one go.

Since then, this book, which caused the advent of the three immortal ladders, has been completely completed.

The whole book is 5,162 words, not a word for word.

Song Ren was indescribably happy in his heart, and then clicked on the book.

"Good!" The emperor stood up, and then left as if he had realized something.

"Good!" The military advisor stood up and left with a bloody spear in hand.

"Good!" The old emperor with a broken crown stood up and walked into the vortex of yin death.

Song Ren's primordial spirit began to shrink until it returned to the size of an ordinary person.

In the secret room below, Song Ren's cultivation did not increase at all, and he was still in the early stage of the Little Saint Realm, but he felt that if he operated the gods, the power he exerted would be extraordinarily great.

It was still a little difficult to operate the eight gods against Uriel before, but they were all potential explosions.

And now, not to mention eight, even sixteen, they are all at ease, of course, provided that he has so many gods.

Countless planes, throughout the ages, no one has ever had sixteen, it was, it was, it is, it will be in the future...... Not necessarily.

Song Ren's body slowly opened his eyes, a little in a trance.

"No-" The next moment, a terrible voice came out of the mouth of the black man behind Song Ren, scaring Song Ren, who had just woken up, and covered his heart all of a sudden.

When I turned my head, I saw that in the eyes of Wu Qi, there were many red spots in the pitch black of the original left eye, which had long disappeared at this moment.

In the right eye, the red color is also rapidly fading, and the black traces are constantly devouring.

"Why, why, this is also my body, I was born from this body, this is mine, I am not reconciled, I am not reconciled-"

The poignant voice kept coming out of the mouth of the 'black horse', gradually, getting weaker and weaker.

Uriel and Garl hurriedly ran forward and shouted, "Brother Wu, come on—"

Knock –

Between heaven and earth, the original three figures have dissipated, and all walks of life are discussing fiercely.

As a bell rang.

In a flash.

Countless mountains and rivers trembled, and it seemed that the stars of the universe were shaking.

This sound is not simply resounding in the angelic realm, but in all the realms and planes.

Everyone was quiet again and looked up.

And Song Ren was also at this moment, suddenly his whole body trembled violently, and then, his figure suddenly disappeared.

"Daddy—" Xiao Xi screamed in horror.

At the same moment, above the sky, after this terrifying scalp-numbing bell, a figure gradually appeared.

This person stood with his hands in his hands, dressed in an ancient robe of stars, and there was a nine-wheel divine ring on the back of his head, like a real god.

It's just that his face has a layer of clouds and mist, and he can't see through it.

It's unreal, like a mirage projected from another world.

Not only that, but since the appearance of this person, there has been a second and a third...... The eighth.

All the figures are dressed exactly the same, and the faces cannot be seen clearly.

Hundreds of millions of living beings were shocked, what is going on, could it be that the "Tao Te Ching" became the emperor and directly condensed the eight gods?

It's not interesting, and you can't give me a way to live for our hard-working authors?

The bigwigs of the Twelve True Realms looked at this scene with trembling hearts, and always felt that it was not so simple.

Until, the ninth figure slowly emerged from behind the eight people.

However, this person is dressed in the same way, but his face is getting clearer and clearer, until it is completely condensed.

It's exactly what Song Ren really looks like.

At this moment, Song Ren's appearance, who has not changed his name and has been developing, was completely displayed in front of everyone for the first time.

Everyone also recognized this legendary author.

Song Ren didn't know what was going on, and in his eyes, it seemed that he had traveled through countless planes and looked at all living beings.

He saw the teacher's sword Wuchen.

I saw Xuanchen!

I saw Sikong Bitu.

I saw my father Song Rentou.

I saw the dying Heavenly Emperor Pavilion Great Heavenly Venerable Ji Si.

I saw the former demon clan master Wang Bagui who had turned into a corpse slave.

I also saw Bai Yu, Ke Fat and Huo Xuan.

Xie Qingge, Gu Ruochen, Li Muzhi, Mu Qingluan, Puqiang......

I saw all kinds of people, people I knew and people I didn't know, almost in the past.

He wanted to stop, but he couldn't.

While countless people were shocked, the bells of the second, third, and even ninth realms continued to ring between heaven and earth.

Nine bells, all the creatures involved in the network, under this terrifying bell, all bent over, and some even knelt directly on their knees, trembling.

A mighty voice echoed across the plane.

"In accordance with the law, Song Ren, the author of the Tao Te Ching, became the ninth emperor of this star domain, and the Tao Te Ching entered astronomy, and since then, astronomy, nine parts!"

At this moment, hundreds of millions of living beings were completely shocked.

Compliance with the law?

Whose will it be?

The ninth emperor?

Could it be that eight emperors were born before?

But why have you never heard of it? It has never been recorded in the past.

Astronomy?

The highest is only the author of the Tiwen language, what is astronomy?

And the Tao Te Ching became the ninth astronomy, but what about the first eight?

At the moment, the emperor's face is clear, and it can be said that he is firmly remembered by everyone, but why are the first eight faint and invisible, and even a little illusory?

Everyone was confused, except for countless doubts.

On the top of Song Ren's head, the colorful auspicious clouds were rich, and the qi of ten thousand lives was falling, as if he was celebrating.

Behind the sky, out came one god after another, seemingly guarding, seemingly followers.

Shen Chenzhan, Li Chungang, Ghost Li, Ruthless Emperor, Six-Star Ancient God, Greedy Wolf, Wang Lin, Situ Nan.

Eight gods, eight different powers.

A spectacular scene, which is moving.

At this moment, the Black Emperor, who was originally guarding Xiao Xi's side, also disappeared and appeared in front of Song Ren and in front of the eight gods.

Whispering twice at all the planes below, it was deafening to hear.

How do you look at it, how do you feel like a dog fighting people.

This is the power of the emperor!

PS: I received a notice, tomorrow's homepage is closed, 1.14 million words, and it also brings you a different world, I hope you will help Xiaoyu to help a wave and increase exposure when you recommend it tomorrow.

Look at pirated versions, it's been free to watch for so long, Xiaoyu begs you to also support it, which can be regarded as a recognition of Xiaoyu.

Thank you, the subscription is sluggish, Xiaoyu is also powerless now, working hard every day, working overtime, and I don't have time to eat when I go home, so I hurry up and code words, because you are waiting for Xiaoyu.

50,000 collections, boutique authors, more than 2,000 or 1,500 subscriptions per day, converted into money is 70 yuan, and taxes are paid when the manuscript fee is issued, and it is a real headache to sleep to conceive the plot, and the hair has fallen out a lot.

Thank you and plead with you.

The number of words in this chapter is enough.,2200 words.,The PS words later.,It's because you can't see this chapter because you can't see the pirated version.,Put a piece of it.,Let Xiaoyu also be in the top ten of the best-selling list last time.,It's just limited to the niche section of the supernatural.。

By the way, the story has reached the middle stage, and the follow-up depends on everyone's support, so let Xiaoyu go further.

Again pleading and thanks.