Just when the waves are enjoying the blessings of all people.

The land of the ancient gods that had been destroyed, the floating island had completely disappeared, and the pitch-black and dark chaotic void had swallowed everything, only a few tiny crystals, suspended in the dark void, flickering with a faint light.

Those were the last few remaining crystals of divine power.

Originally, when the floating island was still there, although there were a large number of divine power crystals on the floating island, the floating island, as part of the limbs of the ancient gods, had the general nature of the secret realm, and there was naturally a secret barrier, floating in the chaotic void, and it would not be detected by people.

But now, without the floating island barrier, although these few divine power crystals are small, the seemingly faint divine power light is like a light in the darkness, which can spread to extremely distant places in the unobstructed chaotic void.

The breath of divine power was more like the smell of blood diffusing in the seawater, luring some beings to salivate.

"Thunder Divine Power!"

A huge lightning bolt flew through the chaotic void, following the light and breath of divine power, and swept towards those few divine power crystals.

As he flew by, the lightning suddenly found a howling cold wind, which was rushing in the same direction as himself, and this discovery suddenly caused the lightning to fluctuate, and Kalara split several bright branches, showing his excitement and anger:

"Kid North Wind, how dare you compete with me for Thunder Divine Power?"

In the roar of filial piety, the snowy branches split from the huge lightning broke away from the lightning body, turned into several lightning spears, and shot towards the cold wind.

In the cold wind, a cold and gloomy male voice came:

"Old thing, it's not just thunder power there!"

As he spoke, a wall of wind poured out of the cold wind, standing in front of the lightning spears, blocking the spears.

"Go back! No matter what kind of divine power, it belongs to me! ”

In the old and violent roar, a huge claw formed by lightning poked out of the huge lightning and grabbed it towards the cold wind.

"Old thing, do you really think that if you are called the King of the Sky, you can control everything in the sky?"

Not to be outdone, the cold wind snorted, and also poked out a giant claw made of hurricane and ice and snow, and collided with the giant claw condensed by lightning.

A blow collided, a violent flash of light, reflecting the dark void within a radius of a hundred miles, and the lightning and cold wind also shook at the same time, stagnating for a moment, but then continued to gallop towards the destination.

While flying, the two also shouted and scolded each other, and fought, all kinds of thunder and lightning, hurricanes, ice and snow collided with each other, and in the chaotic void, burst out one after another bright flashes.

Soon, the two of them had arrived at their destination and saw those tiny crystals of divine power.

Seeing those few divine power crystals, the lightning and the cold wind suddenly stopped at the same time.

The huge lightning flashed and turned into an old man in a white robe and golden armor, with a burly body, white beard and white hair, and a mighty lion.

The cold wind was also howling, turning into a gray-clothed and black-haired, tall and thin young man, with a swift sword at his waist.

The two of them stared at the few divine power crystals, and there were surprises and disappointments in their eyes.

Surprisingly, the breath of those few divine power crystals was not only extremely pure, but also gave people a sense of vicissitudes of life, which was likely to come from the ancient divine power of distant prehistory.

Disappointingly, the volume of these few divine power crystals is too small, and just such a small amount of divine power is not worth fighting for the two at all.

"Although there are not many divine powers, they are not small, and they are likely to be ancient god powers." The white-haired old man said in a deep voice.

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"How could the ancient god divine power appear here for no reason? Could it be a trap? ”

The gray-clothed young man said, as he spoke, his cold eyes looked around, and his cold eyes seemed to be able to see through the chaotic void and see far away.

"There's no need to look around, there's no such thing as a trap, it's just a big ruin here." The white-haired old man sneered: "North Wind Boy, you are young and have little knowledge, so you have to be humble in front of the old man. ”

The gray-clothed young man's face sank, and he didn't answer, only carefully feeling the remnants of the aura here, and sure enough, he sensed a trace of the qi after the heaven and earth were shattered.

Of course, this shattered qi is not strong, indicating that the so-called "great destruction" is only a small world of insignificant size.

"The kingdom left behind by the ancient gods is shattered, is there only this last bit of divine power left?" The gray-clothed young man frowned and said.

The white-haired old man said: "It's really not cost-effective to fight for this point, why don't you and I take what we need?" ”

The gray-clothed young man didn't speak, raised his hand to take a shot, and put two divine power crystals containing the divine power of the hurricane and the ice and snow divine power respectively into his palm.

The white-haired old man also raised his hand and grabbed two crystals of divine power containing thunder divine power and flame divine power respectively.

There are still three divine power crystals left, which contain the divine power of earthquakes, droughts, and tsunamis, and the white-haired old man said:

"Earthquakes and droughts are mine, and tsunamis are yours."

The gray-clothed young man snorted coldly:

"Why should I only take one?"

The old man in white laughed:

"You can also take earthquakes and droughts and leave the tsunami to me."

The gray-clothed young man groaned for a while, feeling the volume of the three divine power crystals, and finally according to what the old man in white said, he captured the tsunami divine power.

The white-haired old man raised his hand to take two divine power crystals, earthquake and drought, and said:

"Now that everyone has what he needs, let it be."

After speaking, his figure flashed, and then turned into a huge lightning bolt, flying towards the way he came.

The gray-clothed young man's eyes groaned coldly for a while, and then turned into a cold wind and disappeared into the dark void.

I don't know how long it took.

Suddenly, in the void, a small lightning flashed out of thin air.

As soon as the electric mangfu appeared, it flickered and swelled rapidly, and in a blink of an eye, it turned into a human form, which was the tall and mighty old man in white robe and golden armor, white beard and white hair.

His eyes were like lightning, and he glanced around the void to make sure that he was the only one here, and he couldn't help but smile proudly:

"Although the North Wind Kid is also a powerful divine power at the main god level, he is a young nouveau riche after all, and he doesn't even know the characteristics of the destruction of the ancient god kingdom......"

There are two possibilities for the destruction of the kingdom of the ancient gods, one is that the divine power in the kingdom is exhausted and it will naturally collapse.

Such a collapse would be the most complete annihilation, and there would be no material remainder at all.

The second possibility is that someone broke into the kingdom of the ancient gods, took out the key pillars of it, and caused the kingdom to collapse prematurely.

Because it is not a natural collapse that exhausts its strength, it is possible that something will remain in the kingdom of the ancient gods that collapses in this second way.

And since there are a full seven divine power crystals left here, it is obvious that it can only be the second way to collapse.

"Let me see who is so lucky to get the inheritance of the Old Gods......"

The white-haired old man muttered, took out the Thunder Divine Power Crystal he had obtained earlier, and pinched it with two fingers.

The pure divine power of the ancient gods exploded, and he inhaled it deeply, all of which were inhaled into his mouth and nose.

After that, while refining the divine power of the ancient gods, he realized the control of the ancient gods over the divine power and the laws of heaven and earth, and at the same time used this thunder divine power as an introduction to trace what happened before.

Zizi!

In the sound of lightning, the old man's two eyes turned into two flickering thunderballs, blooming two beams of snowy light, reflecting in the void in front of him.

With the beam searching, as if going back in time, in the dark void, illusory light and shadow appeared, replaying the scenes before the destruction of the floating island.

Since the complete destruction of the floating island, it has been reversed into the crater by the Shen Lang group.

The white-haired old man stared at the inside of the crater, the crystallization of divine power suspended in mid-air, and the scorching eyes of thunder were full of undisguised greed:

"It turns out that there used to be so much divine power here! There is still so much variety...... Although the amount of divine power is not enough to forge a powerful god, this is the purest and oldest ancient god divine power!

"The knowledge and experience of the ancient gods in controlling the laws of heaven and earth contained in the divine power...... It is enough to make every god who has obtained the corresponding divine power to raise the control of their respective divine power fields to a new height, and their strength has greatly increased!

"These damned mortals dare to blaspheme divine power! Mere mortals can't touch the essence of divine power at all, they will only use them as useful energy, wantonly consume, destroy heavenly things, and waste them in vain! ”

The white-haired old man gritted his teeth, burst into a burst of rage, and traced back to the source, and finally found the location of those mortals who had stolen divine power.

However.

He couldn't get in there.

Although it is not the main realm, it is also a small mundane world that depends on the existence of the main realm, and the laws of heaven and earth are the same as those of the main realm, prohibiting the existence of the ninth order and above from entering.

Different from this chaotic void, in the void, as long as you dare to take risks and are not afraid of bumping into any void evil objects or void turbulence, then the gods and deities can roam freely in the void.

Even mortal law cultivation, as long as they are brave enough, can also go out of the body and travel through the void. Of course, the consequences of mortal Fa cultivation in doing so are basically success in death, and death in order to die.

After all, this chaotic void, for the gods, belongs to the dark forest and the unknown sea, and there is a possibility of falling.

Without enough temptation, or if the path has already been discovered, the gods do not want to wander around in the chaotic void.

Now.

The white-haired old man had already found the location of those few mortal thieves who had stolen divine power, but due to the laws of heaven and earth, and his own body, he could not enter at all.

The white-haired old man groaned for a while, and then made a decision.

It's just a small world, and since he already has clear coordinates, even if there is no ready-made passage, with his great power, he can forcibly send some people in, catch those few mortal thieves, regain divine power, and sacrifice to him.

Of course, it's easy to get people in from the outside, but it's a little harder to come out. However, there are also a large number of mortals in that small world, and those who are sent in can take root in the small world, establish sects, and spread beliefs.

As long as the devout congregation reaches a certain size, it can open up a stable passage connecting the main realm and travel freely.

You can not only get the divine power of the ancient gods, but also get a secret faith base...... The white-haired old man felt that today was really his lucky day, so he laughed, turned into a lightning, and arranged for people to go.

The white-haired old man had just left.

A wisp of cold wind quietly emerged, drifting around for a while, and a laugh sounded:

"Old thing, I know you're hiding a hand......"

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Dotted fine pen space.

Fragmented crystals of different sizes were suspended in the cold moonlight of the small moon.

The five little demons sat cross-legged on the ground, running their own exercises, absorbing and refining the divine power that was in harmony with themselves.

These divine powers, for the little goblins, not only help to improve their strength, but also help them deepen their understanding of their respective areas of control.

And the fifth realm of the little goblins, "Source Blood Realm", focuses on understanding.

The mere accumulation of power could not make them condense the source blood.

Only a very deep understanding and perception can make them trace back to the source of their respective exercises and condense that initial wisp of "source blood".

For a moment, the little fish felt like he had turned into a fish again, wandering in the thunderstorm-ravaged ocean, riding the hurricane and tsunami, chasing the flashes of lightning.

For a moment, I felt that I had become an insignificant drop of seawater, completely integrated into the ocean, moving with the waves, evaporating with the wind, rising to the sky, turning into rain clouds, accompanied by thunder and lightning.

Suddenly, it condensed into hailstones, fell to the ground, and turned into water, and together with countless droplets, it merged into small streams and large rivers, and flowed all the way along valleys and rivers, and finally became an unstoppable torrent, destroying all the way, breaking everything, and going straight to the sea......

In the midst of a round and round cycle.

The little fish that gradually has a lot of insights no longer only passively participates in this round of cycles.

In the circulation, she withdrew herself and turned into a small dragon, dwelling between heaven and earth.

Above, there is a thunderous storm of heavenly domes.

Below, is the sea of stormy seas.

The little dragon dwells between the two, summoning divine power, taming the power of heaven and earth, dominating this storm, and controlling this vast ocean......

Xiao Zhao's head was little by little, Qiong's nose was open, and a wisp of crystal saliva flowed from the corner of her mouth, making a slight snoring sound.

Before she knew it, she was asleep.

But even in her sleep, the White Emperor Xuangong was still running, still extracting the divine power that matched her nature.

With the continuous refining of divine power, Xiao Zhao also had fantastic dreams.

She dreamed that she had turned into a gust of wind.

Wandering in the chaos of a dark void, before you know it, a huge amount of wind has gathered around you.

Some of the winds are light, some are turbid, some are soft, some are irritable, some are cold, some are hot, some are sharp as blades, and some are feminine and poisonous.

The winds of heaven gathered together, gradually blowing away the nothingness, breaking through the chaos, making the chaos of the dark and void light and turbid, the space appeared, time flowed, and some heaven and earth had sunrise and sunset......

But soon, the naughty winds laughed unscrupulously and flew into this newborn "world", ruthlessly destroying everything.

Xiao Zhao also joined in with great interest, using the invincible blazing white gold wind and the heavenly black wind that eroded all things, ruthlessly and happily destroying all matter, until this nascent small world was once again beaten back to a dark and chaotic state.

Just played this game over and over again, until he got a little tired, Xiao Zhao finally rolled around, and turned into a small white tiger from a wisp of wind.

The white tiger shook its fur and opened its mouth to roar, and all kinds of winds that were familiar with her gathered around her, surrounded her, flattered her, and paid the highest respect to their king.

The little white tiger held its head high, triumphant, shook off its four paws, and flew like a glimpse of light in this chaotic darkness under the embrace of the wind, to find and gather more winds......

Xiaoya also fell into a dream.

She carried countless seeds and ran happily in the forest, flowers, trees, vines, thorns...... She spread these countless seeds to the edge of the forest, expanding the forest area.

But just as the forest is getting wider and the forest is full of life, the terrible drought, wildfires, and earthquakes ...... In turns, the forest turned into scorched earth in a blink of an eye, and as far as the eye could see, there was only a gray and black mottled scorched earth, and there was no longer a trace of greenery.

With two packets of tears in her eyes, the little rabbit stood on the hillside, looking at the ruins of the forest that she had worked so hard to do.

Are they all destroyed?

No, destruction is not the end, the rise and fall of prosperity is the way of the cycle of heaven and earth, under the ashes of plants and trees, there are still surviving seeds, as long as they can germinate, this fertile ash soil is their best breeding ground.

In the coming year, the most beautiful plants and flowers will surely grow here.

The little rabbit wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, jumped into the gray and black mottled fire ashes, carefully perceiving the little bit of vitality under the thick grass and tree ashes, patiently caring for their growth, and she herself was also in this cycle of rise and fall, feeling her own way.

Even in the most cruel circumstances, even under the most terrible calamities, there is a miracle of life, which will never give in......

Xiao Ye feels like she has become an ignorant bird again, busy casting her own sun in the midst of nothingness.

Little by little, she took all sorts of strange materials in her mouth, piling them up to form an irregular sphere.

The sphere was not round enough, so after thinking for a while, she continued to look for materials and fill them in to form an absolutely perfect round sphere.

But no matter how many materials she finds and how many times she fills it, her sun will never be able to turn into her ideal absolutely perfect sphere.

Angry, Saya spreads her wings and bursts into flames, intending to burn the strange orb you've worked so hard to build.

But the moment she spread her wings and shined, a miracle happened.

The large, strange orb suddenly disintegrated, and countless materials clinged to her, enveloping her tightly in all directions. Her burst of flames ignited them, turning them into a huge fireball, and the power of the star magnetism she emitted caused the fireball to automatically collapse into the most perfect sphere.

At this moment, it finally dawned on Xiao Ye: why make the sun? I was the sun!

There is no need to chase the sun, let alone build the sun, the golden crow is originally the sun.

Even if the young golden crow is not enough to illuminate the world, but in the future, sooner or later, she will be as big as a star and shine in the world of the ten directions......

Ossicles almost never dream.

She'd been in a dream.

However, what she entered was a lucid dream created by the little spider, not her own dream.

Today, she had a rare dream.

In her dreams, she felt as if she had incarnated into a powerful Enma Emperor, riding a huge bone dragon with a wingspan covering the sky, flying over the devastated land after the catastrophe, luring the confused dead into the netherworld.

There is a city in the midst of the netherworld.

It was a city I don't know how big it was, and countless souls wandered back in the city, waiting for Emperor Yan to fall.

There are also countless resentful spirits and ghosts, gathering outside the city, staring at the city, but ushering in the ruthless suppression of the Enma.

It seems like he's going to be very busy as Emperor Yan......

If you are busy like that, will you have no time to be with Shen Lang in the future?

Thinking a little far.

I'm still just a small bone spirit, and I'm still far from the Enma Emperor.

Besides, as an emperor, how can you have no subordinates?

Judge of life and death, black and white impermanence, bull head and horse face, Yin soldier ghost, Cerberus, Hades fighter...... It's all going to have to be arranged.

This dream is also a bit strange, why do you have such a dream?

Am I not refining divine power?

Why did you suddenly dream that you had become Emperor Yan who suppressed the hell?

Catastrophe brings destruction, destruction creates death, and death leads to the underworld......

The large amount of netherworld power transformed by refining divine power caused my cultivation to skyrocket, and I dreamed of the future situation in advance?

Or is this something that some Emperor Yama once experienced, projected into my dreams?

Hmm, to condense the "source blood", you have to go to the source of the exercises......

So, should I take a closer look at the daily work of that Enma Emperor?

Then continue dreaming, although it is a bit strange to have "lucid dreaming......

[Ask for a ticket~! ] 】