When Jiang Feng entered the depths of this Supreme Palace, the ancient hall emitted endless immortal light, soaring into the sky, causing everyone's consternation. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

They stood outside, as if they saw a fairy mountain flying from the extraterrestrial starry sky, the fairy mountain was ethereal, traceless, formless, and did not seem to exist, but seemed to be beside them, profound, mysterious, and the charm of the avenue was revealed in it.

A young man's phantom shadow climbed step by step from the foot of the fairy mountain, walking towards the depths of the peak of the fairy mountain.

This is a mountain of creation, I don't know how many people who see this scene are blind, hot-eyed, and crazy.

People in the world all want to climb such an immortal mountain, because it may contain supreme creation, leaving an immortal inheritance of the peak emperor.

Only those strong men of the older generation know that there is an amazing inheritance left by Emperor Hengyu in the Supreme Palace.

The inheritance of the Great Emperor is so precious, even if it is a hard-won artifact, it cannot be compared with half a point.

However, this kind of inheritance has nothing to do with them, and even if it is owned by the Supreme Palace, the people of the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion do not have half a way to enter it.

"Pavilion Master, how could the Great Emperor Inheritance in this Supreme Hall appear at this time. I have been sitting here for tens of thousands of years and have not realized the words left by Emperor Hengyu back then, why did he light up the immortal mountain and the immortal road as soon as he came, pointing directly to the inheritance of the emperor. ”

"It's terrifying, this young man must be a very ancient ancestor of the Ten Thousand Treasure Pavilion, knowing the immortal meaning of this supreme palace, otherwise, why in this world, only he can attract the grace left by this Hengyu Emperor?!"

"No, the things of our Ten Thousand Treasure Pavilion, how can we give them to others, kill them, we will definitely kill them at all costs. Seize back the inheritance that belongs to us, you go quickly, return to the family, please bring out the oldest ancestor, and the weapons of the Zhen clan, this time, you must not let him run away. ”

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Everyone who was outside asked for their hole cards, intending to kill Jiang Feng and seize the Emperor's inheritance.

In the Supreme Palace, there is no divine light flowing, only a withered tree, weakly erected in the heaven and earth, on the top of the crown of the tree, Jiang Feng closed his eyes and concentrated, there was no vision around him, not even the most ordinary weirdness.

As if asleep, he was immersed in a dream, merging with the tree beneath him, breaking out of its cocoon on the withered branches and growing into a leaf.

If there are people standing here in the flood period, it must be envious, this old tree turned out to be the ancient Bodhi tree, the Bodhi tree, the Taoist tree, no matter what kind of world, is circulating about his legends, some people say, as long as you stand under such a tree, you can comprehend the past life today, stand on the ground to become a Buddha, some people say, standing under this tree, you can understand the supreme emperor Mystic Law, kill all the enemies in seconds, some people say that the Bodhi tree does not have any ability, can only blame people to understand reincarnation, understand the true self.......

In the eyes of a thousand people, there are 1,000 kinds of Bodhi trees and 10,000 kinds of Bodhi fruits.

Jiang Feng slept on the Bodhi tree, feeling the ancient sadness, this tree is going to die, yes, after a long time, he is finally about to usher in death, and this is also the reason why he came here, I didn't expect that after just realizing a magical power, penetrating through one side of the truth, and deducing the secret technique of the ancient devouring era to the future road, he actually let this ancient Bodhi tree wake up one step first, shining in his heart, and achieved his magical powers.

It's a pity that he is going to die after all, even if he returns to the light and helps Jiang Feng deduce the magic magic method, and then takes over a good fate, he is still going to die.

This is God's will, and it is also his belonging, Jiang Feng can't reverse it, he can only watch silently and accompany her through the last moment of her life.

"Well, since you helped me comprehend a supernatural ability. I'll let you come back to the world again and talk to you. ”

Jiang Feng patted the old Bodhi tree, stroked his old bark, pinched it slightly, and an immortal seal was activated out of thin air, above the void, a puppet puppet that suppressed the heavens and deterred the universe revealed a bright color, like an activated supercomputer, the clicking sound resounded in the sky, and in an instant, a divine power comparable to the emperor emanated from the puppet puppet's body.

Looking at the puppet puppet, Jiang Feng couldn't help but exclaim, and said: "The cloning technique, gene replication technique, human body transformation technique, the strongest machine, the intelligent brain, and so on condensed from the era of science and technology, the precious and abnormal essence of science and technology, and the puppet technique of the martial arts era, the incarnation outside the body, the technique of ignition, and so on, the product of the convergence and integration of these two world civilizations is indeed the power of creation." Life creation is nothing more than this, Hengyu, if he doesn't die, I'm afraid he will create an invincible race. “

Thinking of all the things back then, he couldn't help but feel a little dumbfounded.

"Who are you, why do you wake me up, great Father, why can't I feel your presence, are you dead?"

For this puppet puppet, Emperor Hengyu is his father, his creator, and the beginning of everything, but he didn't expect that in the long era of sleep, his father has gone, and there is no longer a trace of his existence in this world, and the pain in it poured into his heart, he covered his heart and said, "Father, my heart hurts, is this what you humans say can change everything?"

"Give me permission to the world, I can tell you, Hengyu went there. ”

Hearing the words of this puppet puppet, Jiang Feng was also stunned, he didn't expect that in the long years, Hengyu really succeeded, you know, when Hengyu created this puppet, almost anything that could be given to him was given, but there was one thing missing, that is, emotion, in order not to let the puppet be the same as the machine, there was no emotion at all, Hengyu the Great made a shocking choice, he actually sealed this puppet, broke into the will of the world, blended with the world, and gave birth to an existence like the will of the world。

If it is really successful, then this puppet can break through all the shackles and reach a height that is difficult for ordinary people to reach.

It is simply inconceivable that the will of the world is generated autonomously, rather than artificially induced.

Such a creation is too magical, even if it is an existence like Jiang Feng, it is necessary to be frightened, showing a very interested look, and wanting to study it well.

As if sensing Jiang Feng's actions, the puppet frowned slightly, and a will of the world descended on his body, saying, "I hate you very much, I don't know why." But you have the will and breath of the Father, and I can help you, if you .........."

The words that followed were not finished, however, everything was well known.

Accepting the world authority granted by the puppet, Jiang Feng can mobilize the power of this world's origin with every move, and has the power to slaughter gods and demons.

At this moment, Jiang Feng's divine soul has been greatly restored, almost reaching half of the level of his previous life, you know, he was less than one ten-thousandth before, and he was suddenly improved to five tenths, among which the gap is incalculable, and this kind of promotion is permanent and unlimited, I have to say that the world is great, it is not a lie.

Jiang Feng's hand lit up a little light, condensed a pure wood spirit, turned into a meteor, and poured into the old Bodhi tree.