In the face of an irresistible disaster, some of the 3,000 people who survived stepped forward. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

He suggested to everyone, since there are gods in the sky, why not beg the gods and ask them to help eliminate the disaster?

The others felt justified and began to migrate to the legendary sacred mountain, preparing to pray to the gods on the sacred mountain and ask for the elimination of endless disasters.

Wei Wuji saw that the god of the Thirty-six Dao Palaces was still living a comfortable life, and he didn't pay attention to the disaster on the ground at all. Even if there were individual gods of the Dao Palace, they occasionally looked at the same, but they didn't care and walked away indifferently.

Migrating terrans have to face various disasters along the way, as well as dealing with attacks by fierce beasts, and people fall and die every day. But the Terrans did not give up, and finally walked to the bottom of the sacred mountain.

At this time, there were less than a thousand Terrans left.

Mount Kinabalu is surrounded by towering cliffs that have no way to go and cannot be climbed. At the foot of the mountain, human beings bow to the top of the sacred mountain, praying that the gods will help them to ward off the calamity and restore the land to its former tranquility.

The daily prayers were finally learned by the gods of the thirty-six palaces, and the gods gathered together to discuss whether to help these ordinary mortals.

Some gods of the Dao Palace believe that although these people are not guilty, they are the descendants of sinners, and they also have the same sin in the lineage, which is called original sin. So don't help, just leave it to its own devices.

Another view is that it is better to help these mortals once, if there are no humans on the earth, it feels as if something is missing. It would be too troublesome if they continued to dig mud into human beings after they became extinct. The last time I created a man, I paid blood and breath, and I was weakened for a long time before I slowly recovered.

With two different opinions, the gods of the Thirty-six Dao Palaces argued for three days and three nights, but did not get a result.

A god of the Dao Palace got tired of it and landed in front of the prostrated humans. Humans can't see the gods in front of them, and they still keep kneeling. Suddenly, this god of the Dao Palace felt a comfortable breath, a very special feeling, and his whole body was free, like a spring breeze.

"The power of incense, in the prayers of these people, with the most pious power of incense......"

Wei Wuji could see at a glance that this Dao Palace God felt the benefits of the power of incense.

Sure enough, this god of the Dao Palace was surprised and told the other gods about it. With curiosity, each god stood before the prostrated human beings and felt this wonderful and comfortable breath.

Every Dao Palace God was amazed, they couldn't imagine that these mortals could bring such a wonderful feeling. Rejoicing, they finally agreed to help these mortals tide over the difficult time.

Each god of the Dao Palace sent an entourage by his side, a total of thirty-six people, to descend on the earth to help mortals survive disasters and multiply.

At the moment when the thirty-six entourages descended on the earth together, a magical light shot away from the shrine on the top of the mountain and shot towards Wei Wuji.

"What is this!?"

Wei Wuji felt the extraordinary power of this ray of light, and hurriedly stepped back.

This ray of light was extremely subtle, but it contained infinite power, and it continued to shoot towards Wei Wuji, as if it was an attack by a supernatural power.

Boundless coercion came to Wei Wuji. He hurriedly cut off his peep, and his divine consciousness and mind retreated from the land of the primordial gods.

Sitting on the stone platform, Wei Wuji didn't have time to catch his breath, only to see the void in front of him, suddenly shining a little crystal light, ding! A crisp sound, like the sound of glass breaking, the light passed through the void and shot towards Wei Wuji.

Unstoppable, the speed of millilight is too fast!

As soon as Wei Wuji raised his head, he saw the crystal light, and the light flew out, like an extremely thin silver needle, burrowing into his seal hall.

The next moment, Wei Wuji was stunned, and his whole body couldn't move, as if he was frozen. The light shuttled through his body, and in an instant, he came to the Qi Sea Dantian and pierced into the body of the second elemental god.

In Wei Wuji's ears, he heard a strong voice, like the sound of the wind, like thunder, like the sound of a sword, and even more like the sound of Hong Zhong Da Lu ringing.

The pattern of the wind, the pattern of the thunder, the pattern of the sword, and the pattern of the sound all evolve together into a sound!

This deafening voice was only heard by Wei Wuji alone. In this peerless strong voice, he felt a strong power, emanating from the primordial spirit, and instantly spread all over his body.

"This is Yasheng's strength!?"

Wei Wuji felt that he had finally pierced it, and the layer of paper in front of him had stepped into the realm of Yasheng!

But in the next moment, a huge force fainted him and he was unconscious.

For ordinary people, it is fainting and unconscious. For a strength like Wei Wuji, it's just that the divine consciousness and mind have lost control of the physical body, and they are completely suppressed in the sea of consciousness, and everything in the outside world has been cut off.

Wei Wuji evolved into a villain, standing in the sea of consciousness, thinking hard about the changes in the land of the primordial gods, as well as a series of unimaginable visions.

The first primordial god took away the black stone, could it be the reason for the black stone?

Wei Wuji couldn't conclude that these were unfounded speculations and couldn't be finalized.

"At the last moment, it seemed that I was promoted to the realm of Yasheng, but I was immediately forced into the sea of consciousness, and I don't know how long I have to wait here?"

Just when Wei Wuji was thinking about it, he suddenly found that the shackles were gone, and he hurriedly retreated from the sea of consciousness and gained control of his whole body.

The first feeling is pain, and with Wei Wuji's current strength, he can completely control the pain. Even if you cut off a hand or a foot, you won't feel pain. But now he is in pain all over his body, which shows how serious this pain is. When he saw it, it was more than ten times more painful than when he was against the sky.

Enduring the pain, Wei Wuji slowly examined his body and was taken aback.

He felt that there was a divine aura all over him, as if he had been born with it. Every piece of skin, every piece of flesh, every bone, is soaked in this breath, as if the flesh has been remodeled.

"The breath of a saint!?"

Wei Wuji's heart swelled with joy, this kind of aura he had also felt in the Chifeng Saint. However, he is still a saint in the end, not a real saint, and there are too many impurities in his breath, so he is greatly inferior to the Chifeng saint.

The light that penetrated the body could not be found, and there was no trace. Wei Wuji estimated that there was no malice in the light, he just came to help him get promoted, but it happened suddenly, making him think that it was a supernatural attack.

Sitting up slowly, Wei Wuji felt that his strength had increased by at least ten times. A cultivator at the peak of the Yin Void Realm, even if a hundred people attacked him together, they could all be killed within a few breaths.

"I was promoted to the realm of sub-saints, but I don't know what the land of the primordial gods looks like now?"

Wei Wuji looked at the land of the primordial gods.

(To be continued.) )