Innate spirit treasure, or the legacy of the strong

It seems that this is the only way to explain why this plane has been able to hold on to this point.

As for the existence of innate spirit treasures or strong relics in a small plane, it is not impossible, even in the outside world, this situation may occur, not to mention in the space-time turbulence, before the Human Emperor suppressed the four Jedi, from time to time there would be powerful memes flowing out of the space-time turbulence, and then causing great damage in the main plane.

The meme is essentially the same thing as the Innate Spirit Treasure, but the essence of the meme is distorted, which is why it seems so terrifying.

The turbulence of time and space can give birth to memes, and there is also a probability of giving birth to innate spirit treasures, and it is more likely to involve innate spirit treasures in other times.

The same is true for the relics of the strong, and even the relics of some strong people are an innate spiritual treasure!

For example, the relics of the Eastern Emperor of the year, the Eastern Emperor Bell!

Thinking of this, Cthulhu was immediately excited.

casually found a plane to devour, not only the attributes of this plane are very appropriate to yourself, but it is even possible to hide the innate spirit treasure or the relics of the strong?

What kind of luck is this?!

What a blessing!!

He's going to have a lot of luck with Cthulhu!!

As far as he knew, there were also more than a dozen heroes of all races under the support of blood luck, and one of them even obtained the legacy of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi of that year, and obtained the natal spirit treasure of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi of that year, which is said to be able to suppress the top innate spirit treasure of the entire multiverse - the Eastern Emperor Bell!

Then, the ice phoenix became the emperor, and they were all called the Ice Emperor!

Cthulhu didn't know the gold content of Bingfeng, the emperor, and he didn't know the situation of the Eastern Emperor Bell at that time, but no matter how Bingfeng pulled his hips, it was a real 'emperor' level.

The thought of the great blessings hidden inside this plane made Cthulhu's eyes glow with excitement!

The throne of the emperor has already met the number of 'three', which means that it is impossible for either humans or all races to give birth to an 'emperor', and even if there is, Cthulhu estimates that he does not have the ability.

If you can prevent yourself from devouring and distorting this plane, then at least it is a saint. If this is really an innate spirit treasure or the legacy of other powerhouses, even if he can't let himself take a closer look at that high-level holy position, at least he can live well in the turbulence of time and space!

Does the attribute of the innate spirit treasure match his own?

It's all innate spirit treasures, so what kind of attributes do you care!

It's good to have it, what kind of bike do you want!

He was not qualified to have an innate spirit treasure on the Flood Desolation Continent back then, but now that it is time and space turbulence, how can he find fault with the attributes of the innate spirit treasure? Can't let it go, definitely can't let go of this opportunity is what He should do!

The dark green tentacles continued to derive from the fat body, and the huge energy originally hidden in the body was mobilized by Cthulhu, and soon the entire plane was wrapped in countless tentacles, ensuring that nothing could escape, and nothing from the outside world would discover the abnormalities inside the plane.

In this process, Cthulhu always paid attention to the situation inside the plane, he wanted to make sure that what was hidden in this plane was something he could deal with, not an innate demon god sleeping again, if it was really a strong man who he couldn't provoke was hiding in it, wouldn't he be looking for death?

Cthulhu's projection looked around, no matter how much he pulled across, he was still a saint, the projection also had four high powers, it was humiliating enough to be dragged by two fours, and it was not a complete four, if he wasn't afraid, he would have forcibly invaded a long time ago, how could it have been delayed until now.

What He cares about is naturally his own companions, and the great source of blessings that I don't know what the situation is.

He is still a holy seat no matter how he says, even if he incarnates Cthulhu moving his huge body, a large number of tentacles deep into the dimensional crystal wall, 'listening' to the sound of the crystal wall system shattering, Cthulhu's fat bloated and greasy face with a bit of pleasure.

Soon, he will devour another plane, and this time the plane he has chosen is also very suitable for him, which is indeed a beautiful thing.

The tentacles were close to the crystal walls of the plane, and the scarlet eyeballs on the tentacles gurgled and swirled, radiating his holy power towards the plane. Although the connection with the Holy Path is extremely weak, as a holy position, it is impossible for him to even invoke his own Holy Dao attributes.

If a creature in the plane looks up at the sky, it will find that the stars of the past are gone, leaving only one scarlet and strange star after another gurgling and staring, as if to say something to them.

Cthulhu saw it, he saw a stone statue stuck in the plane, trying to maintain the last vestiges of stability in the plane. Cthulhu of those mortal things is too lazy to pay attention, mortal things are always mortal things, even if they are powerful mortals, it is impossible to threaten the holy position, even if it is a saint, in front of the real saint, it is just a jumping and harder bug!

The only thing that made him care more was the stone statue, which was a bit interesting, as if another illusory but stable cosmic plane had been constructed on the basis of the original plane, and it resisted the collapse of the real plane by relying on the power of this illusory cosmic plane.

Very powerful order power, it should be something left by a certain order holy position, and there is also an extremely powerful spiritual power. How can there still be a smell of spiritual light?

Cthulhu fixed his eyes again, time became different in his eyes, time and space changed from an abstract concept to a materialization, and multidimensional space unfolded in Cthulhu's sea of knowledge, past, present, and a chaotic future.

'Is this a mortal?!' ’

After doing it for a long time, it was actually a mortal thing who was fighting against him with the help of some treasure?

He was still too cautious!

It's just that if he can make a mortal thing against himself, then what he has in his hand must be an innate spirit treasure, or an existence that can be of equal value to the innate spirit treasure.

Since it is a mortal thing, there is nothing to worry about! ’

What he feared was that the innate spirit treasure or the relics of the strong were entangled with this plane,

The dark green tentacles began to squeeze the crystal wall system of the plane in Cthulhu's anger, and the crystal wall system of the cursed plane made a tragic breaking sound, and a low, sad, angry song also slowly sounded in the plane

Chant, it's normal.

Cthulhu didn't care.

'Wait, something doesn't seem right with this song?' ’

It's just that as the song gradually evolves, Cthulhu gradually feels that something is not right, this does not seem to be the sound of the plane begging for mercy, this voice seems to have heard it somewhere, this voice seems to be. Battle Song?!

(End of chapter)