The people below looked and wanted to find their names, but they found that they were empty, but they heard the Taoist ancestor say: "Those who have the merit behind them, those with extraordinary magical powers, and those who have the air in their bodies, when the time comes, they can be on the list, and they are all when the Divine Court is established." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Daozu looked at the sky and nodded for a long time, "Let's disperse." He waved his hand downward, but he flew into the Taoist temple and fell into an inexplicable space with the Taoist temple, but the magic stick flew into the distance, and in the eastern land, it was picked up by the two hands in the divine court on the high mountain, and landed above the divine court to announce the existence of the world.

Since then, the list of gods has appeared, and the battle of chaos in the world has officially begun!

The world competes for luck, overseas fights for supernatural powers, and people of great virtue cultivate merits, and different ways create different results.

The only similarity is that the center of all this is the dispute between several countries on the barbarian continent, the winner of the war gets luck, the dead can cross the cultivation of merit, and the dispute kills and cultivates supernatural powers, around the barbarian countries, this battle for the gods in ancient times has come to a climax.

At this time, the underworld walks the world, led by a purple-clothed priest to walk on the battlefield, harvesting souls, and not helping any party, this purple-clothed priest is extraordinary, it is a rare golden immortal cultivation, it is already a rare cultivation in the world, under this kind of cultivation, no one can compete, and there is no reason to stop it from coming and going.

As time passed, a yellow river swirled around the purple-clothed Si Ming's body, muddy and cold, as if there were countless unjust souls in it, and there was nowhere to be bound by her.

"Amitabha, the Maharaja." A monk blocked the path of the purple-clothed priest, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, measuring the space step by step, as if shrinking the ground into inches.

Purple clothes Si Ming turned his eyes to look, only to see the boundless golden light and merit, if there is a merit in this world, this monk is destined to be famous, she waited for the monk's approach without expression.

The river around him suddenly had a wave, and the unjust spirits in it roared angrily at the evil monk.

"The Maharaja also saw that these unjust souls do not cultivate merits, but the fierceness of the world is located, and the Maharaja's underworld does not exist, so it is better to give it to the poor monks and help them to transcend, and the Maharaja can also be at ease." The monk's expression was very sincere.

It's just that before he finished speaking, he was directly bound by two chains, binding his whole body, and the golden light was all over the body, but he couldn't stop the invasion of this chain, Jinguang Xiao'an, the monk became an ordinary person, looking at the battlefield where there was no figure in front of him, he shook his head and sighed, and finally disappeared step by step.

If these monks are also weird, they actually changed their style of the past, and no longer acted in the world, like letting go of their obsessions and beginning to cultivate deeply.

It's just that as time passes, the river outside Ziyi Si Ming's body is getting bigger and bigger, and the evil qi inside it is getting more and more sufficient, I don't know if it's an illusion, Shao Si Ming's body is even thinner, like a gust of wind can blow it away.

In addition to Si Ming Xingjun's heart walking in the world, there is also a Pudu world in the heaven and earth, saving people from water and fire The legendary power, she is dressed in white, like a sacred, walking in the world has great merit, making people warm, any violence in heaven and earth has no power to resist in front of it, planning the right way.

This divine has left a name in the world, calling him the White Fairy, and the world worships him as a protective god.

These are just a few, and there are more disputes that can be seen everywhere on this wild battlefield, and the nations and their protectors have begun to fight for luck, and perhaps the only surprise is the Sanshui Kingdom.

The original Sanshui River outside Sanshui has long disappeared, turned into a god Jiao and flew to heaven and earth, with the departure of the god monarch, but there is a small temple since the departure of the god king on the Sanshui sky, blessed a radius of millions of miles, still any war disputes stop outside, and the Sanshui country did not fight for the heart of the Central Plains, it has always been so safe, although it ensures its own strength integrity, but there is no opportunity to take a closer step.

Adjacent to Sanshui is Tingfeng, but Tingfeng participated in this war, relying on the golden talisman left by Wang Sheng, but it has not suffered too much setback, but with the gradual emergence of the legendary power, this advantage is destined to gradually disappear.

It is that the present world continues to move forward, and the time and space occasions continue to move forward, after the unification of time and space in the wilderness, some traces left by the wilderness are gradually revealed, and in the fairyland in the fork on the other side of the long river of time, the figure of countless times with closed eyes finally opens its eyes.

The nine star points in the center of the eyebrows emitted a deep purple light, rotating evenly, and a strong force emerged from the body, shaking the heavens and the earth, and the body of the ancient god entrenched on the top of the mountain continued to grow, growing a hundred times in an instant, and this small world also expanded, and it seemed that the figure disappeared without changing, but if everything was outside, this figure was already enough to cover the sky and the sun, and it could pick up the stars, and blow the sun and the moon away.

The Nine Star Ancient God, the peak existence where this body is located, if compared, it is the peak of the fourth step, and there is only one step left before transcendence, and this kind of power, in today's wilderness, except for those few, is also unique in the world.

The body of the ancient god roared at the sky, the blood veins in his body were changing, becoming more powerful, and the flesh and bone had also evolved thoroughly, after adapting to the body, he looked down at the silence around him, in that silence, the brilliance finally gradually existed, no longer disappeared, and prevailed in the silence.

The eyes of the ancient god's flesh flashed, and a fruit that exuded a unique smell appeared as soon as the palm of his hand was turned over, and then he plugged it towards the light in the silence, and the fruit melted into water and entered the light, and the light was more prosperous, and a unique and detached breath emanated, and there was a faint breath that gradually grew.

After doing this, the body of the ancient god looked at the heaven and the earth, and his eyes seemed to see the long river of time flowing outside, and the body of the ancient god roared up, like a high mountain with long feet, and the vibration resounded through the heavens and the earth.

The celestial beings in the center lazily opened their eyes, just in line with the eyes of the ancient gods, and their eyes flashed with a different light, "Your cultivation of the ancient gods is different from what I remembered. In his memory, even the Nine Stars of the Ancient Gods did not have such a strong aura.

The expression of the ancient god's body was still indifferent, and Weng Ran spoke: "Wang has been disturbed for a long time, and when it is finally time to leave, when the main body wakes up, he will come to thank his predecessors again." ”

The Celestial Being's eyes looked at the aura of silence around him and the brilliance within it, and finally waved his hand, "Go ahead, wait and see how your main body makes amends to me in the coming day." ”

With a wave of his hand, the heavens and the earth disappeared, and the flesh of the ancient gods and the light of silence had appeared beside the other side, and the fairyland disappeared.

The body of the ancient god appeared on the bifurcated side of the long river of time, looked down condescendingly, stepped into the river, and grabbed down with both hands.