Chapter 137: Hong Yi's Chance (Sixth Update)

In the Land of Origin, a divine rainbow pierced through the River of Light, across the void, and across the boundless earth.

"It's the ship of creation!"

"Sure enough, there are people fighting fiercely with the Dao people of Creation!"

"I don't feel that someone has achieved the yang god or shattered the vacuum......"

When a monk achieves the Yang God or shatters the vacuum, the vision created is much higher than that of the Yang God level, which is the resonance of the universe, and the place of origin cannot be blocked.

"Which Yang Divine Emperor is it in ancient times?"

"Time... Maybe it's 'too'. ”

"'Too' didn't sit down in the years?"

The ancient powerhouses of the Land of Creation all have speculation.

Among them are the emperors of the various countries of the world, and the former leaders of the central world of Panxing.

Some of them had encountered the King of the Artifact, the Boat of Creation, when they were once rampant in the world, so they could feel the familiar aura of the divine light that swept through the sky.

Even the Yang Divine Emperor, whose soul had been dead for countless years and turned into the stars of the Land of Origin slowly turning, had a few of them being stimulated by the qi and gradually woke up.

It is true that they fell back then, but in order to witness the realm of the other side that they don't know exists, they each left a back hand, so that they could wake up briefly in the afterlife and witness the supreme realm that no one could reach back then.

"Creation... Road. ”

"Strange powerhouse. ”

There are several stars that emit fluctuations like this.

......

Strange Lands.

Lin Yang didn't stop it when he saw the actions of the Daoist of Creation, he smiled lightly: "If the opportunity comes, it can't be stopped, and before leaving, there is still the king of the artifact to vote." ”

Even if the Eternal Realm was slightly damaged by him, and it was not as good as the fully restored Ark of Creation, he was not worried about defeat.

"Daoyou didn't stop me, it seems that he has enough confidence in himself and the eternal realm that is also the king of artifacts. ”

The Daoist also smiled.

He continued to speak slowly: "It's a pity that Daoist friends have forgotten that you are not 'Tai', and the Boat of Creation was completely created by Lao Dao, and the power that can be exerted between the two cannot be compared. ”

Lin Yang shook his head slightly at this and disagreed.

He cultivates the way of time, and wants to suppress ten thousand ways at a time, and encompass all the ways with light, which is naturally not only the way of the universe, the way of the strong, but also the way of all utensils.

Swords, guns, swords, halberds, etc., are common, or Qimen blades, for him, they are just a kind of blades born in the passage of time, and the way of the imperial envoy will not go beyond the scope of time.

"Sting!"

The void was knocked out of a large hole, pitch black and deep, and the Creation Boat flew out of the big hole and fell into the hands of the Creation Daoist.

"Today, with the power of the two kings of artifacts and the cultivation of Taoist friends, let Lao Dao return to this prosperous world. ”

As the Daoist spoke, the miniature Creation Boat in his hand suddenly decomposed, turning into 480 million incomparably fine particles.

The body of the Creation Dao Man also disintegrated at this moment, fusing with the 480 million particles of the Creation Ship and becoming one.

"This is the way of refining weapons born in this realm for tens of thousands of years, referring to the ever-changing realm of human immortal martial arts, refining artifacts with 480 million of the most basic particles, so that the ever-changing martial artists can smelt the artifact into themselves, and the human and the weapon are one.

The ultimate purpose of the weapon is only to provide people with the power to survive the sea of suffering, so only the power of the king of the artifact can be equivalent to the Yang God level, and the normal Yang God magic weapon is only about the level of nine thunder tribulations when it is replaced by the cultivator realm. ”

Lin Yang didn't stop all this, his eyes flashed, observing the pinnacle of skills in this world, and he wanted to turn it into his own heritage.

He didn't scavenge all the Yang God classics in the Great Thousand World, that is, he knew that there were people in the Origin Land who could interpret all this for him, and even the last ninety-nine trick points, he could also get them in the Origin Land, so he didn't have to waste his time at all, and he spent more energy in the Great Thousand World.

When he first came to this realm, he just couldn't figure out how much of Dunyi's combat power was comparable to the Yang God World, so he didn't rush into the place of origin, and it wasn't until he started to fight with the Oneiroi Machine that Lin Yang had a clear positioning of his own strength.

In a moment, the Creation Daoist re-condensed his body, and his momentum pressed the void to tremble slightly, and it was several percent stronger than before.

This is the place of origin, even if the master of the Nine Thunder Tribulations is unable to shake the void with all his strength.

"Creation God Fist!"

The momentum of the Daoist shook the strange place, and with a punch, it was faintly as if a universe had been created out of a universe, full of vitality, and the figures of gods, Buddhas and demons could be seen.

"Time is impermanent!"

Lin Yang chuckled, and also replied with a fist of time.

......

"Boom!"

A thunderous explosion resounded through the place of origin, and for a moment the dim and dark heaven and earth seemed to flash with extreme light, illuminating the dim place of origin since ancient times.

The two Yang God-level qi machines continued to rise, and the river of light that enveloped the place of origin was trembling slightly at this moment, as if it could no longer be stopped.

"With this level of momentum, can the Daoist of Creation really be resurrected?"

Above a star, the thoughts of the unknown Yang Divine Emperor moved slightly. But that's all, he doesn't have the strength to interfere in this battle, and can only briefly restore his former clarity.

"Do you continue to wait for 'easy', or do you ......"

The Immortal Emperor, who seemed to be standing at the end of the world, his eyes flickered slightly, and his qi continued to fluctuate, making his suppression of the bridge on the other side of the river flawed.

The bridge on the other side, the king of the artifacts refined by the Hundred Saints of the Sons themselves, kept trembling, wanting to break free from the suppression of the Immortal Emperor and find the last 'Yi'.

"Can the new cultivation path achieve the realm of the other side when the era is about to end? ”

The Immortal Emperor paced slowly, stepping on the bridge on the other side, the king of artifacts, just like stepping on an ordinary wooden bridge.

Suddenly.

The Immortal Emperor walked to the end of the bridge on the other side, near the place of origin, and stood with his hands in his hands.

"When will the sea of suffering in this world be able to transcend it...... The other side. ”

Leaving a sigh, the Immortal Emperor left the bridge on the other side of the suppression for 10,000 years and set foot in the Land of Origin.

At the same time, the vast starry sky beyond the Land of Origin.

"Is it the Immortal Emperor who is summoning the Immortal Monument?"

The five immortal monuments that suppressed the five ancient demon god kings were also trembling, turning into a streamer and disappearing.

In the five places of repression, there were voices of consternation, and the fear was overwhelming.

"Buzz!"

For an unknown number of thousands of miles, the bridge on the other side of the golden light let out a soft sound, as if joy seemed to be relief.

The bridge on the other side slowly shrank, and finally became a little golden light, faint and imperceptible.

The golden light crossed the river of light and left the place of origin.

......

The world, the jade capital.

Hong Yi, who was still thinking about how to face the Boat of Creation, couldn't help but be stunned, he looked at the floating miniature golden bridge in front of him, and his expression was slightly touched.

"The King of Artifacts?"

He had an indescribable feeling at the moment.