On the first layer, the Venus God King Jin Jiekai's lifelong cultivation began to enter Xin Fang's body.

On the second layer, the lifelong cultivation of Jupiter God King Chu Cai began to enter Xin Fang's body.

On the third layer, the lifelong cultivation of Mercury God King Mu Fan began to enter Xin Fang's body.

On the fourth layer, the Martian God King Nian had quietly practiced all his life and began to enter Xin Fang's body.

On the fifth layer, the Sun Star God King Xiao Suo's lifelong cultivation began to enter Xin Fang's body.

On the sixth layer, the lifelong cultivation of the Moon Star God King Yue Guangshu began to enter Xin Fang's body.

In a month, the lifelong cultivation of the six great god kings has entered Xin Fang's body, and even the heat in the body of the Nian Emperor is also regarded as a lifelong practice. The lifelong cultivation of the six powerful holy flame states is full of Xin Fang's cosmic artistic conception and fits each other. However, just when the trend was good, the cultivators in the artistic conception suddenly shrank, and the amount was insufficient, which shocked Xin Fang and other gods.

The gods of the six god kings at this moment are all in Xin Fang's body, and they are no longer able to reinforce Xin Fang. Seeing this, Mu Fan blushed and held his breath and shouted to Mu Yi among the gods: "Yi'er, come here!" Mu Yi nodded, and without saying a word, he clicked on his upper dantian, and after coming to the circle of the god king, he first glanced at Xin Fang deeply, and then entered his cultivation to him. Xin Fang didn't want to, but he was at the core of Shinto at the moment, and he couldn't move and speak at all, and only by interrupting his artistic conception could he stop Mu Yi, but doing so would make all their previous efforts go to waste, and he couldn't do it.

Soon, Mu Yi's lifelong cultivation was completely input into Xin Fang's cosmic artistic conception, but the overall potential energy was still a little worse. As a result, the remaining nearly 100 gods in the divine realm also set up their dantian and converged their lifelong cultivation to Xin Fang, which made Xin Fang even more unbearable, but helpless. The cultivation of the gods is the highest level of the god system, and the lowest is also the emperor system, which is the addition of nearly 100 lifelong cultivators. Finally, Xin Fang's cosmic artistic conception can be filled.

At this moment, except for Xin Fang, all the gods present, whether they were god kings or gods, collapsed in collapse. After losing their lifelong practice, their form quickly transformed into a state, wandering on the edge of the realm. Unless Xin Fang can rescue them after breaking through the Firmament System, they will eventually be assimilated by the Meng Yuan Factor and will never be able to wake up.

"This emperor will definitely break through the firmament system and save you back!" Xin Fang's divine sense sensed that the gods were stated, his fists clenched, and his heart was even more eager for cultivation. More hatred for the massacre.

The boundless artistic conception of the universe, in which the cultivation is just full, one more is not too much, and a little less is not good. Outside, Xin Fang was sitting in the void, starting to operate the nothingness of all things, refining the lifelong practice of the gods. The artistic conception of the universe is full of colors and is evolving little by little.

However, before the artistic conception of the universe was changed, the lifelong practice was the first to change. The original single space began to form multiple spaces in the ethereal advancement. The phantoms are hazy in the cascading, and the space is also distorted and qualitatively changed, gradually forming a curved plane. The state of the entire curved arc plane is extreme, and it is still trying to break away from the Xin Fang and exist independently. Self-renewal, in which a lifetime of practice is insignificant. The artistic conception of the universe finally returned to the single-space system and re-fitted with Xinfang.

The connotation of the cosmic artistic conception is far beyond Xin Fang's ability to bear at this moment, just like an ant's brain being shoehorned into a giant tiger, and that kind of frustration is only known to Xin Fang. This is pain at the level of artistic conception. It is an injury without a root, even if Xin Fang cultivates to reach the peak of the god system and has the support of a hundred lifelong cultivations, but in the artistic conception of the great universe. No autonomy. He can only endure it for a moment if he vents his pain.

Xin Fang pulled out the Soul Returning Holy Sword and slashed at the void with rage. However, his cultivation at the moment was completely restrained by the artistic conception of the Great Universe, so the sword intent he displayed was simply weak and weak, and it couldn't match the Soul Returning Holy Sword at all. But who cares, who cares? The void is quiet, and only the sound of Xin Fang's sword echoes.

Suddenly, Xin Fang's right hand was weak, and the Soul Returning Holy Sword was thrown out, and he was also taken to the ground by the sword momentum, unable to move. The Soul Returning Sword threw a deep arc in the void, and then stood heavily diagonally on a parallel plane.

"I can't fall!" Xin Fang's ten fingers moved slightly, and he insisted in his heart, but his true body was not as he wanted. His cultivation has become very small under the oppression of the Great Universe Realm, and there is a great possibility that it will be fleeting in a blink of an eye, and this possibility is gradually approaching becoming a reality with the gradual growth of the Great Universe Artistic Conception. Xin Fang wanted to burst out and scream, but his mouth couldn't speak, his mind was still there, but his sense of cultivation was getting weaker and weaker.

Finally, the last bit of cultivation implicit in Xin Fang's body was also extinguished. He sensed this, and his heart was shocked, and his fists, which were originally weak and unable to move, were also clenched by him instantly. However, he clenched his fists as if he were hollow, unconscious, because his senses were completely connected to the artistic conception of the great universe at this moment.

The artistic conception of the Great Universe became Xin Fang's only sense at the moment, but he did not faint because of this. Just when Xin Fang was puzzled, his own induction sprouted again, surging, and quietly released in the artistic conception of the great universe.

This release is out of control.

First of all, the meridian system in Xin Fang's body began to revive to a completely new state. Then, the mysteries of time and space in the dantian between his eyebrows also linked his eyes and temples at the same time for the first time. All of them are changing qualitatively, and the biggest change is the fit between the artistic conception of the universe and Xin Fang. This is the first time that the artistic conception has come to the fore and occupies a dominant position in the Xinfang world.

At this moment, Xin Fang couldn't sense any divine rules at all, but he could release as many divine rules as he wanted, and he couldn't activate the existence of the holy flame, but as long as he wanted to, it was an instant matter to transform the entire artistic conception into the space of the holy flame. Xin Fang experienced unprecedented traffic, and even the edge of the realm was insignificant, which felt like a realm-level height.

"Dream Realm!" Xin Fang said excitedly with his fists clenched. He raised his eyes around, reached out with his right hand, and summoned back the Soul Returning Sacred Sword that was standing diagonally in the distance. Xin Fang looked up at the clouds and the sky, his eyes deepened, and said, "Try it!" As he spoke, his figure flashed, and he disappeared in an instant.

In the next moment, Xin Yi reappeared in place, compared to Shicai, his expression was solemn, and his breath was also messy, and he didn't start to feel free at all. Xin Fang took a deep breath, shook his head and sighed: "I can't pass the heavens outside the sky, I am still a long way from the firmament system. ”

"Divine Realm!" Xin Fang's eyes froze, returning to reality, and then the entire divine body instantly assimilated to the edge of the realm. After his whole body was blurred, he returned to clarity, and said hatefully: "Oops! The Divine Realm is about to be sealed!" He let out an angry sigh, clenched the Soul Returning Holy Sword, and said solemnly: "Returning to the Soul and slashing it, even if I have just cultivated at the beginning, I may not be sure to crack the Divine Realm that is destined to be sealed." What's more, when I have achieved the first level of cultivation and returned to the soul, the divine realm doesn't know what kind of miserable situation has become. Don't wait, don't wait. ”

Xin Fang then condensed in front of him, turned the Soul Returning Holy Sword around, and waved a heavy void, and said, "Huge kill! You will definitely pay ten times the price for the evil deeds you have done!" He raised his sword and shouted, and then disappeared into the edge of the realm in an instant.

A mysterious light suddenly flickered above the Sunset Cliff, and the light and shadow crossed the trajectory, and the outline gathered and scattered to bring out Xin Fang. Xin Fang looked at the area on the Sunset Cliff that was originally sealed with the divine source of the God Realm, and at this moment, there was only a layer of imperceptible light flow sprouting element factor left.

Xin Fang's gaze is deep, his eyes are expanding, and his sense of the main element is explored in multiple ways. After a while, Xin Fang retracted his eyes, and the flow sprouts in the area also converged, and in the blink of an eye, they gathered into a leaf prototype. When the leaves swayed, a thunderclap suddenly sounded between the clouds and the sky, and then I saw that the originally consolidated and slowed sky unintentionally appeared soft.

"Someone is coming. Kill!" Xin Fang's eyes boiled and killed, and the weight turned to the Soul Holy Sword, and time and space were separated from the mystery for the first time under his definition. Heaven and earth suddenly turned into his sword momentum, and with him as the core, he arranged attack and defense in a range, waiting for the fierce comer.

Countless peak powerhouses of the god system broke through the sky and descended, levitating and surrounding the entire Sunset Cliff. With so many super powers appearing in the God Realm, this is the first time Xin Fang has ever seen them, but it's a pity that they have all lost their nature and become murder weapons that kill the world. In this large group of super strong fronts, there is a familiar figure of Xin Fang, it is Ji Zhan, and the one hanging behind him is the Seven Pseudo-Kings. (To be continued......)