Just when the dark stardust was melted by the power of light, and a set of divine shields was generated in an instant, in the endless source spirit world, in a vast area, the undercurrent of calm dark energy began to surge, agitate, and converge, and finally condensed into a huge human form out of thin air.

The massive humanoid energy body gradually became condensed, and a faint golden light shone.

Countless black lines began to spread around the humanoid, trying to get closer to the golden giant that stretched like a mountain.

Eventually, endless black lines flashed, and the golden giant's body instantly shrank, becoming as tall as an ordinary person, a blonde youth.

As the undercurrent passed, the golden hair of the chezi fluttered and swayed.

Slowly, Hezi opened his eyes.

The quiet and dark world instantly burst out with a golden light as the center of the Hezi.

The light dissipates and tranquility is restored.

Hezi's face was calm, and he closed his eyes again, and countless memories came flooding back.

"Along with his own inclusive attributes, a full twenty-one attributes have been fused."

A smile appeared at the corner of Hezi's mouth, and he felt that his divine soul was stable, and he couldn't see any traces of fusion, as if he was born.

"Isn't there a danger of disintegrating again?

It seems that the attributes of this fusion of Gregory are integrated with the original ones.

Speaking of which, I really should be grateful for the methods of those old guys in the empire, and the Gregorians who fused the bearers at the beginning were amnesticized, hey, karmic fire and dust, this technique is really good, and the impurities are very thorough. ”

His eyes flashed with gold, looking through the endless time and space to the world of manifestation.

With Hezi's current ability and mental strength, he instantly saw everything he was interested in.

"Hehe, you're still looking like Gregory, Angus, you haven't made any progress!"

With a flickering figure, Hezi was still in the Source Spirit World, but he was already almost face-to-face with the current Pope, and what separated them was only the spatial barrier between the Source Spirit World and the Manifestation World.

After carefully probing and looking at the Pope, Hezi's face gradually became serious, and even a trace of throbbing surged in his heart:

"Gregory actually has a divine shield?!

What is the Holy Shield?

Why do I know this name?

How do you feel like there's something in him that scares me? ”

In an instant, Hezi had a kind of enlightenment, and with the blessing of the divine shield, the Pope was close to being immune to any origin magic attack in the manifestation world, and if he did not enter the source spirit world, Hezi would not be able to cause him any damage.

"How is this possible?!"

He Zi frowned.

He originally felt that after this successful fusion, his strength had increased too much, and he would naturally devour and manipulate the impostor of the obsessive, but he never imagined that there would be such a big variable.

Integrating so many memories, especially Pope Gregory's attributes of "betrayal, insidiousness, greed, meanness, arrogance, cruelty, hypocrisy", he is definitely no longer the pure and kind blonde young man he was back then, neither rejecting and resisting the so-called mission, nor sacrificing himself for the so-called sense of mission, becoming the so-called god.

He wants to live his own destiny, and no one can control himself.

At a certain moment before, he had the idea of never fusing other carriers again, in his current state, his soul was stable, his experience was numerous and extensive, and his cultivation was powerful, and he had far surpassed ordinary monks, so what more could he ask for!

However, at the moment, this fake Pope Gregory gave Hezi a sense of urgency and a sense of fear that a catastrophe was coming.

Shouldn't we talk to "Gregory" and ask him what really happened?

He only needs to think at will, and he can send an invitation to the sea of consciousness of Gregory and invite him to the source spirit world.

Presumably, with the intelligence and curiosity of the persistent, he will not refuse Hezi's invitation, after all, Hezi has made him.

Without the Hezi to let Angus the Keen and him devour each other, in this world, there will only be a bitter ascetic, and there will be no Pope who is now blessed by the divine shield.

However, Hezi controlled his curiosity.

"Forbearance" is a good habit.

Even Vasily is accustomed to being cautious, and Hezi naturally does not ignore it.

Something must have happened, and that his hasty communication with Gregory must have caused the thing that frightened him to notice him.

With this realization, Hezi gave up the idea of alarming Gregory.

Just let yourself wake up secretly, follow quietly, and see what you're going to do.

……

Just as the divine shield was formed, some of the top cultivators in the world all felt huge palpitations.

It seems to be a landmark event, and its severity goes beyond the sun's magnetic pole deflection, flare rage, and the flash of the sun.

On the tower of the imperial capital "Weiyang".

The ninety-eighth and ninety-ninth floors are all a giant cylindrical bookshelf.

In this study, which was like a deep well, the old man with white hair and long eyebrows and drooping cheeks, exuding a glimmer of light, glanced up at the zenith.

It seems that the old man's eyes did not see the infinite books like the walls of the well around him, and he did not have the oppressive feeling of being at the bottom of the well, being oppressed by the infinite wisdom inheritance, surrounded by the flames of infinite civilization, and sitting in the well and watching the sky.

His long eyebrows trembled slightly, and his face was solemn:

"How so? Will variables happen so early? ”

The white light flashed, and the old man's figure disappeared.

The next moment, he appeared in the sky above the "Weiyang" tower,

The long wind passed through the body, and the old man seemed to be formless and substantial.

He looked at the Western Xuan World, and his eyes seemed to have seen the body of Pope Gregory.

Immediately, he turned his head slightly and looked to the north.

In the Far North Wasteland, beneath that layer, there is a secret chamber.

In that secret room, there used to be stardust from outside the sky.

The old man's face was slightly surprised, and then he sighed, and his figure disappeared.

In the blink of an eye, the old man had returned to the study at the top of the tower, and sat quietly behind the low bookcase.

After a moment, the old man's vicissitudes of life condensed slightly, and he sent out three messages, summoning his students.

His Majesty Ji Tianlong, who was in the imperial capital, immediately threw away the things in his hand, walked into his living room, and disappeared.

In the Imperial Military and Political University, Lingyuzi's face was stunned, and he disappeared.

In a hidden place in the imperial capital, the simple and elegant demeanor of Tsing Yi made the gentleman suddenly get up, launch a spell, and leave in an instant.

Not long after, the three of them all arrived at the ninety-seventh floor of the Weiyang Tower.

The three of them looked at each other and smiled, bowing down:

"Senior brother, I don't know what the teacher is calling, what's the matter?"

The skink and the gentleman consulted at the same time.

Lingyuzi smiled and shook his head, and asked his mind upward.

The metal roof of the tower suddenly hangs down, and a metal hanging escalator appears.

The three of them immediately walked to the hanging ladder.

Immediately, they saw the teacher sitting quietly behind the bookcase.

Too up.

The three of them fell to their knees:

"The student has seen the teacher."

Taishang smiled slightly:

"Don't make it so solemn, this kind of kneeling and prostration, try to do as little as possible in the future, for the teacher always thinks that every time you worship, the old man will have to live less than how many years."