Neutron Star Cage!

In Otogawa's palm, three small celestial bodies with an unknown diameter appeared, surrounding each other in an unknown interdimensional space, making irregular three-body movements.

This extradimensional space is full of small stars like the sand of the Ganges River in the universe, if you take the solar system space-time as a reference system, their material diameter is about ten kilometers, but in reality, the space around them is distorted into a nearly completely closed warped sphere, and the part that interacts with the real space is only the size of a walnut.

The magnitude and size of the galaxy to tear apart are an interesting contrast to their insignificance on a relative spatial scale.

In the eyes of others, these are three walnuts in one big hand.

Next, it is not only necessary to plate these three celestial bodies, but also to plate the Hong Xuanji that has been smashed again and again.

Disc is a very interesting hand exercise.

But Hong Xuanji didn't think it was funny.

Especially when this weird three-body planetary system is held in the palm of a right hand and covered towards itself.

"Gentlemen...... Sky...... Bear...... Die...... Wheel ......"

The desire to survive is strong.

The Jedi erupted, and in an instant, a huge magic body phantom loomed in the sky!

His blood roared, his fist vibrated with his slam of stom.

The tall Dharma Body behind him raised his hands, and also stepped forward with his two feet, his whole body shook, and each of them was pinched into a huge fist print.

A flash of gold!

As soon as this fist mark came out, time and space seemed to come to a sudden standstill.

All colors, lights, smells, sounds, etc., have lost their color, become unconscious, have no eyes, no ears, and thoughts seem to cease to exist.

Even if you watch the battle against the powerhouse of Yujing City from afar, it seems to have fallen into an inexplicable state for a moment, and the entire world is no longer turning!

Hong Yi looked at his father coldly, and he was also his biggest enemy, although he was very reluctant to be killed by others, because he wanted to take revenge with his own hands.

But in the end, he still didn't make a move.

He pioneered Yi Dao and is also the embodiment of Yi Dao.

In the dark, he felt that he would eventually die at his own hands.

"Roar!"

Hong Xuanji's throat let out a fierce roar of a beast on the verge of death.

Immediately, his fist mark pressed down, and the huge wheel seal of life and death turned violently!

Hong Xuanji did not give up resistance at all, his eyes were fixed on Yi Xiaochuan, who was playing with the three celestial bodies.

The desire to survive soars into the sky.

But Yi Xiaochuan didn't pay any attention to this defeated general, his eyes were always staring at the three neutron stars in his palm, the power of the creator, the power of Cthulhu's transformation of virtual reality, the power of science and technology, and the power of Taoism......

A variety of forces merged, creating three neutron stars in the outer dimension.

With the movement and flipping of his fingers, the three celestial bodies moved in the palm of his hand with all kinds of incredibly complex trajectories, without exerting a single external force, these terrifying celestial bodies with large masses moved because of the interference of gravity between each other, releasing an incredibly huge amount of energy every second.

The powerful gravitational pull distorted time and space, and through the various coincidences of orbits, the three interfering gravitational sources created an almost absolutely sealed closed space, and only some of the faintest gravitational waves could leak out from the fingers under the indulgence of Otogawa, creating all kinds of strange phenomena in the space near Hong Xuanji.

If someone could see the tiny atoms, then he would be able to see the centers of the orbits of three extremely large, but small and delicate neutron stars from the palm of Otogawa's palm, and see the desperate eyes of Hong Xuanji after being imprisoned.

It's already late.

Even at this moment, there was a rumbling, booming, thunderous sound from the entire space.

Then, a master's aura like an ancient demon god and an ancient yang god, vast and infinite, shattered a heavy space at once. There was a space of a hundred miles in circumference, shattered like a mirror.

The Ark of Creation pierced through the void to save the Flood Mystery.

But it was too late.

In the real-world frame of reference, Hong Xuanji was shrunk to about the size of an atom, because they were at the center of the massive gravity of the three neutron stars, and they were in a speed frame of reference that was almost equal to the speed of light, and there was no trace of the passage of time.

Time protected him from being torn apart by the terrible gravitational pull, and time forbade him.

Between the great and the small, between space and time, the vast and the humble, Hong Xuanji was miraculously sealed.

"Gollum!"

Countless people swallowed hard.

They have never seen or heard of such Taoism.

Hong Xuanji, who was dignified and gentle, and the first person in the martial arts of the Great Qian Empire, was defeated like this.

Defenseless, he was imprisoned.

Powerful is not terrible, what is terrible is unknown strength.

In the next second, in this shattered space, a ship that was seven or eight times larger than the "Mengshen Great Ship", which could almost accommodate 100,000 people, was eighteen stories high, and was more magnificent than one layer at a time, appeared in this void turbulence.

This is no longer a ship, but a ship, a palace, and a god-king who dominates heaven and earth!

Only the king of the gods, the god king who presides over the fate of any living being, the supreme god emperor is worthy of having such a ship to inspect the eight desolations.

This great ship that travels through the voids of the world without hindrance!

The Creator and even the Yang God are to envy the ship!

Sitting on this ship, getting on this ship, one dollar, 129,600 years of life and death renewal, and no longer terrible!

When this huge ship squeezed out of the space, the huge waves blew all Otogawa's clothes to the sound of hunting.

Everyone felt that just the appearance of this big ship, when it flew, the air currents it brought up could blow a city to collapse!

In front of this big ship, all the magic weapons, the yang god magic weapons, and the magic weapons on the other side, have lost their brilliance.

"How dare you ......"

Yang Pan, who was sitting firmly in the boat of creation, was furious, he and Hong Xuanji seemed to be monarchs and ministers, but in fact they were more like brothers and comrades-in-arms.

One is prosperous, and one is lost.

More CP than CP!

The huge hull, the eighteen-story ship, the "Central Wu has been empty and the great true qi" wrapped in it, and the surrounding thunder, bombarding the son, all the time show the authority of the first person in the world and the supreme ruler of the Ninety-Five.

The whirlpool formed made the entire space tremble.

"Kill him for me, you must rescue the mystery......"

Although Yang Pan sat firmly in the boat of creation as always, the look in his eyes was a little panicked.

The runes on the boat of creation lit up, what is the aura of the sky, the blue fall of the great qi, the center of the void is already empty of the true qi, and the brain is squandered.

At the same time, although the master in the boat was panicked, he had to make a move.

Even Hong Xuanji was defeated and captured.

What opponents they are!

Isn't this going to die?

Suddenly, Otogawa felt a gaze fall on his palm through infinite time and space.

This gaze is at Hong Xuanji.

The son of Daqian - Hong Xuanji.

What's even more interesting is that in the neutron star cage, a purple gas appeared, and the purple qi spread rapidly, tearing Hong Xuanji apart the void and coming to another place in the universe galaxy.

A slight smile appeared at the corner of Yi Xiaochuan's mouth, and the old monsters behind these world-class powerhouses finally couldn't help but make a move.

I'm afraid you won't make a move.

As long as you make a move, then you will inevitably leave clues and follow the vine to find your lair.

What Yi Xiaochuan was thinking in his heart, Hong Xuanji didn't know, although he had the calmness of the rest of his life after the catastrophe at the moment, he couldn't think of it.

His life has been smooth, even the Dream God Machine has been folded in his and Yang Pan's calculations, and he never imagined that he would be so embarrassed as he is today, and it can be said that he has fallen into an infinite trough.

In this extreme trough, on the contrary, he can break and stand up, and "make a big loss and gain a big gain".

When he was imprisoned by Yi Xiaochuan, he made a slight breakthrough and realized the extremely high realm of the wheel of life and death of the heavens.

At this time, a whisper sounded in my ears, ancient and vicissitudes: "It is worthy of being a person who can inherit my Taoism, and it did not disappoint me." ”

"Cultivators. Hong Xuanji called out the name of the owner of this voice in a word.

His mood at the moment was like an abyss, without ups and downs: "You saved me!"

Of course, it is good that he did not die at the hands of a foreign powerhouse, but he also has to figure out why he did not die.

The essence of the Daoist of Creation didn't seem to be here, and it was his voice that sounded in the void: "You and Yang Pan have obtained my Creation Boat, and they are naturally my heirs, and they are the hope that they can complete their ideals in my place." ”

Hong Xuanji's eyes were calm: "I heard that the Patriarch of Creation has disappeared in the long river of history. ”

He directly admitted his identity as a disciple, after all, in addition to cultivating the "Heavenly Wheel of Life and Death" and "The Two Sutras of the Universe", he also cultivated the "Creation Heavenly Scripture" in the Boat of Creation with Yang Pan, and even obtained the King of the Inheritance Artifact of the Creation Daoist, and he was indeed a disciple of the Creation Daoist.

The cultivator shook with laughter: "Yes, I, as well as those Yang Gods from the primeval times, have all died in the Land of Origin. ”

Subsequently, he unabashedly talked about the secrets of ancient times, such as why the yang god originally lived with heaven and earth, why did he die.

"The place of origin is the place where all the Yang Gods and the Shattered Vacuum will go, it is the closest place to the other side in the Infinite Sea of Suffering, all the Yang Gods and the Shattered Vacuum want to land there on the other side, but unfortunately, there is only one chance to land on the other side. ”

So, the great war began, and most of the Yang Gods and Shattering Vacuum from the past and present died there. I'm dead too. There, it is also called the Yang God Cemetery by you juniors. ”

Hong Xuanji's eyes flickered: "So, the Ancestor of Creation is now a Yang God thought, only memory, no consciousness?"

The primeval and ancient Yang gods may have died, but it is possible that some residual thoughts about them have been left behind.

The Yang God has 129,600 Yang God thoughts, and even if there is only one left, he can still have memory and power, but this memory and power are only fragments, and they can no longer be counted as the real them.

The only power that can kill the Yang God is the Yang God.

And being killed by the same Yang God, even those Holy Emperors could not be resurrected.

They can only leave some fragments of Yang God's thoughts, leaving a legacy, so that future generations can inherit their will and fulfill their ideals in their place.

According to what the Dao of Creation said, when they reached the realm of those Holy Emperors, life and death had already been put aside by them.

They have lived too long, and what they are pursuing is to transcend the greatness of life and death.

That, a realm that everyone has looked up to for a lifetime has not reached.

That was the common obsession of all their Yang God masters, smashing the vacuum masters.

Even if they die, they want to watch their heirs, help them fulfill this ideal, bear their imprint, and set foot on the ultimate shore.

Hong Xuanji thought that the Daoist was also in this situation at the moment, and regarded himself as the heir who carried his ideals.

But what exactly is the heir?

Or borrow rebirth?

Fighting for the other side is the obsession of these yang gods all their lives, why don't they want to go to the other side in person......

However, the Daoist of Creation said lightly: "I am neither a thought nor a fragment, and what I am talking to you now is a projection that I left behind. ”

Hong Xuanji's eyes shrank slightly: "That patriarch ......"

Is the creator of the Dao dead or not?

The three mythical giants of the ancient world.

The First Immortal Emperor.

The second creator of the Tao.

The third "too".

These three people each created a king of artifacts, and the latter two used the king of artifacts to crisscross the universe.

And among these three people, the Boat of Creation was the first of the three major artifact kings to be created by the Daoist of Creation.

It was because of the actions of the Daoist that the Immortal Emperor had the idea of creating an "Immortal Monument".

It is precisely because of the talent of the Daoist that even the Immortal Emperor, the first master of the primeval world, has to be afraid of him for three points.

Such an ancient mythical giant, if he was still alive?

"Although I am dead, I am not as clean as those other yang gods, and I will be resurrected. ”

"You want me to resurrect you?"

"No...... I hope someone will be able to get to the other side...... As long as you get some inheritance of the Ancient Saint Emperor in the Land of Origin, and then get the flesh and blood of the Immortal God King, you will be able to break through the strength of the Broken Vacuum and have the Origin Seed...... Come...... Place of Origin...... ...... as soon as possible Because the great time has come...... The door to the cemetery has begun to open slowly......"

The Daoist of Creation suddenly looked at Yi Xiaochuan, he sensed his peeping, and immediately punched out, and Vientiane collapsed!

Endless space was destroyed, time was chaotic, and the wind swept out, and the planets in this star field were destroyed one after another, and all the suspended continents were turned into powder.

After the aftermath passed, he suddenly stood in the air, his eyes swept in all directions, and his divine thoughts reached hundreds of millions of miles, but he did not find the shadow of the Daoist and Hong Xuanji.

It seems that the two died in the midst of the devastation.

But Yi Xiaochuan knew that the Daoist of Creation had left with Hong Xuanji again.

"Since you came out, you can't erase the traces, the place of origin ...... I'll find it eventually!"

Yi Xiaochuan stretched out his palm, the cage of the neutron star still existed, in the middle of the three stars, there was no Hong Xuanji, but there was a big ship suspended - the ship of creation.