Endless runes, all condensed, began to converge from all directions of heaven and earth, slowly combined with the weasel, changed outside his body, condensed near his large cocoon, slowly merged into his body, condensed into the most brilliant supernatural powers and laws.

The weasel's body surface has not changed much, it is still like a unicorn.

It's just that after those various runes and light fell, something gradually condensed and gradually changed outside his body, making it seem to be wearing a layer of sacred battle robes.

At this moment, at this moment, the endless supreme aura spread, and the shocking coercion covered the nine heavens, and I don't know how many runes fell from the sky.

The weasel's aura was constantly getting stronger, and endless streamers fell, all of which were condensed on his body, and he couldn't imagine how many runes there were in this area.

With the passage of time, the weasel body at this time is crystal clear, and every blood, every piece of flesh and bone, is all carved into the most crystalline lines.

Countless runes inscribed on it.

And if you look closely, these runes form a similar rule, one by one, one after another, and they will be connected to each other, compatible with each other, each of which is indispensable and cannot be missing.

This is the cultivation method of the first emperor in the primeval era, and in the haze, the weasel has completely fallen into a state of epiphany and immersed in it.

Endless secrets unfold to him, and the doors of a new world open here.

At this moment, he seemed to have the feeling that he had entered the path of a cultivator at the beginning of the year, and his whole body and mind were invested in it.

He was no longer known at this time, the eternal desolation roared in his ears, the years of time rolling forward, the past constantly receding

At this moment, he seemed to have come to the primeval period, to the era when all the heroes were competing for hegemony and there were many races.

In the next moment, it seems that the endless future has come, the heavens are shining, the heroes are rising, and the road forward leads to the universe.

Looking back for a moment seems to be so long ago, and looking up for a moment seems to be able to look at the position of the endless starry sky.

There was a loud bang, and the fire burned, and moment after moment of the stars were ignited, shattered and extinguished.

All kinds of creatures were born above the Nine Heavens, that was the immortal of Great Qin, standing in the firmament, waving his arm, countless moons exploded, turning into a piece of silver light, and raindrops fell on the earth, condensing into battle robes.

Many of the Great Qin's divine soldiers soared, dancing in the sky like the legendary true dragon.

The weapon in his hand swept down one temple after another outside the sky, shattering endless gods.

When he struck, he fell to the ground like a meteorite, stirring up endless dust and smoke.

There were also all sorts of large arrays, all of which were slaughtered and rolled up, each one nearly half the size of a world.

The area covered is vast, and the rising pillars of energy light are as fierce as volcanoes, endless, that is the war of the primeval era, that is the great war of the emperor's years?

There are too many strong people, it's too terrifying, each of them is exciting, and each one is a supreme battle!

There are countless characters who can sing and cry, countless beautiful women who have captivated the country and the city, and they don't know how many legends and myths have been written.

Of course, these are just flashbacks to the past, and those future time and space are still extremely vague.

Through the inheritance of this cultivation method, the weasel saw the many mysteries of the primeval world, and his heart was surging.

In that era, there were many people who were proud of the sky, which made people's hearts throb.

At the same time, the weasel also gradually understood this cultivation method, which seemed to allow him to look at the past and the future.

It's just that now that he has just learned the cultivation method, he can't see the future completely, and can only take a brief peek into the past.

watched countless battles, watched one strong man after another rise in the dust, and fought above the nine skies.

The weasel had a vague understanding, no wonder the First Emperor was able to create so many cultivation methods in that era, no wonder he had so many terrifying supernatural spells.

To be born in that era was to die without a war, and it had an inseparable relationship with that environment.

The current earth is too peaceful, and it is difficult to give birth to this kind of supernatural power and cultivation method.

Of course, it is not certain what the future war will look like.

"It is only in those years that we can better comprehend."

The weasel understood, he thought silently, and gradually, the weasel threw himself into it, and all kinds of runes outside his body turned into whirlpools, constantly turning, and constantly flowing, so that every inch of his body was filled with all kinds of streamers.

Here he obtains the strongest mystery in the whole world, and here he obtains the perception of the years of that era.

While feeling it, the runes on the surface of the weasel's body are also constantly changing, from the original fierce gold, slowly transitioning to blood red, which is the perception after the battle and killing.

All kinds of fluctuations are like river surges, crazy fluctuations, and gradually, the weasel falls into a deeper level of enlightenment.

He was silent in that golden cocoon, completely cut off from the outside world, and plunged into a magical realm that he had never experienced before.

The originally boiling primeval god cave has gradually calmed down, and there seems to be no waves, but there is a creature who stays here to think, wandering through the primeval realm, traveling through endless years to the past, and comprehending the supreme supernatural law.

And above the altar, that terrible war has also been reached.

The weasel left from here, and the hand that threw the six runes out at this time was too bad.

Now at this time, the battle on the altar in the distance is extremely tragic, all kinds of blood is splashed, and all kinds of overlords of the sky and sea are crazy, and they are competing with all their strength here.

No one wants to give up this opportunity.

The supreme law is in front of them, no one will give in, they are all desperate, even if they are besieged by countless people, they are gritting their teeth and persevering, everyone is crazy here, just to get the final victory.

"Not good! A bone fell into the hands of that group of lava jellyfish! ”

A strong man saw a scene in the distance, his face was ugly, and he felt tricky.

Because there are so many of these lava jellyfish, tens of thousands of them have gathered here, and more have come here over time.

They simply can't compare to it.

There are hundreds of such creatures in a litter, and the number is terrifying, what do they compare with them!

Endless flames swirled around them, each of them possessed ancient runes, and who would dare to compete with him when they were together?

In the middle of this is a lava jellyfish with a pale golden color, which is extremely powerful, and seems to be even more terrifying than the one I have encountered before.

Glowing all over, he violently shook several strong men besieging him around him, snatched a broken bone from it, and returned to the clan.

At the same time, there are other races on the other side who are fighting hard and fighting the best.

A few of the top spiked crabs swelled their bodies frantically to block the attacks around them.

Although it was only a few seconds, it was enough, and they snatched a piece and defended it to the death.

"Get out of the way, or I'll die!"

Another huge creature of the sea arrived, glowing blue, and when its tail swept out, it was like harvesting wheat, and its corpses fell in pieces.

There are also several overlords above the sky, who also play a role at this time.

The wind coiled under the two wings, like a scythe, slashed countless attacking existences and forcibly took away a piece.

On top of this ancient altar, rivers of blood flowed, and one strong man after another fought for supremacy here, fighting for the last bone, and countless races had already killed red eyes.

The relationship between this kind of supernatural spell is too big, if you want to really obtain and comprehend it thoroughly, there is no doubt that they can quickly rise and become the top overlord in the entire sea area.

Now the most critical moment has come, and whoever obtains it is likely to grow rapidly on the road ahead, and no one can compete with them.

In the same way, if anyone can't get it, they are destined to fall from the top of the class and become the oppressed.

And in fact, it doesn't matter if they can't get the most, even if they only have one piece, they can comprehend a part of it, and it is a priceless treasure for them.

On the altar, all kinds of masters are fighting and fighting each other here, and the army under the altar is also fighting here.

After all, there are not only treasures on the top, but also a lot of treasures below, and each one is a priceless treasure.

The whole cave was full of killings, all kinds of fierce battles and killings.

The whole land is completely boiling, and in this area, I don't know how many overlords of the sea and sky have died in order to compete for treasures.

It's definitely tragic to the extreme.

Even the top races such as lava jellyfish and golden crabs, as well as the Tianjiao of their clan, were seriously injured and dying, and were attacked by many people.

After all, although the strength of their monomer is strong, it is far inferior to the weasel, and it can't last long at all.

The ethnic groups they brought with them were also badly damaged, and there were not a few left.

Even the amount of lava jellyfish has been eaten alive and eaten by nearly ninety percent.

It's too splendid, and the runes after death shatter and shake the heavens and the earth.

Of course, the people who attacked these top races also died too much, and all of them were corpses in front of them, piled up like mountains.

At this time, many of the strong people in the ruins are all crazy, and their incarnations are like gods and demons, covered in blood, and their eyes are red.

It was a fierce battle, and one of the strongest men also showed extraordinary strength, and Ben fought for two bones. , but as a result, he was frantically besieged, and finally threw a piece out, so as to break free and escape from the most terrible battlefield.

It was only then that they figured out how terrifying the weasel was before, and it could resist so many opponents by itself.

The battle lasted for several days, and the terrifying flames of war continued from the inside of the temple to the outside of the temple, and then into other areas.

Everywhere they went, the sky was cracking, the sea was boiling, and there was chaos.

This is a blood-stained field, and the originally holy and brilliant powerhouses are not much left now, and all kinds of corpses don't know how dead. Geometry.

Throughout the primeval era, the cave of the First Emperor was dyed the color of blood, and when you look at the past, countless corpses are one after another.

After all, the six bones were obtained separately, all of them were the top powerhouses, and they were divided, and no one could actually get more than two.

Their inheritances were all scattered, and the overlords of the sky and the sea were divided into their own hands.

For this result, the faces of the strong people on all sides are a little ugly, and they all feel a little unacceptable.

After all, the magic spells in their hands today are absolutely precious, and after such distribution, although they have also gained a lot, they still can't dominate after all.

In any case, the war lasted too long and too long, and finally came to an end.

They left countless corpses in this cave, and many forces never left and wanted to leave, but in the end they could only reluctantly accept this result.

And when leaving, there are also people who want to fight those weapons, but unfortunately, whoever comes forward will be killed by all.

The chaotic aura fell, the golden and yellow aura spread, and all the beings that approached were crushed into pulp, and they couldn't live.

"There is no way to seize it at all, we have to wait for our strength to become stronger, and then go in and retreat!"

"This area is too dangerous, next time you want to come in, it's not easy!"

"That's better than dying, now I get it, it's just for a while, no one knows what awaits outside!"

The current situation is really a bit bad, even if it is the most powerful force that has obtained the treasure bone, it is still solemn and does not dare to act rashly.

Because they know that the worst of the great battles is yet to come.

As time goes on, more and more races have coalesced here.

When I arrived earlier, there were already many strong people who said it, and there were more strong people waiting there outside.

If they get the treasure and go outside, it will probably be another bloody storm and a terrible fight.

Heaven and earth are about to be shaken, blood and water are poured into wine, many strong people are worried at this time, even the top race is a little hesitant, I hope that the strong people outside their own clan is ready, otherwise if no one comes to pick them up, most of them will die here.

Of course, there are also many extraordinarily confident races among them, who believe that the strong ones outside have already arrived and are waiting for their appearance.

Finally, I don't know how long it took, the first strong man finally stepped out of this area, and brought out the news, completely guiding the entire ocean!

(End of chapter)