In the cultivation space, a few decades is equivalent to thousands of years, and although the cultivation time is not very long, the Creation Immortal King is sure that he will be able to break through the limit in this short period of time.

"Then what should I do now?" asked Sun Wukong.

The Creation Immortal King said: "You should know that the periphery of the immortal realm I created is a space full of turbulence, most of which have been modified by me, and the power has been greatly weakened......... However, outside of the spatial turbulence, there is the cosmic space with the 'six realms of reincarnation' as the core, and you have to go to this cosmic space to create a cultivation space, where you can better feel the mystery of the universe. ”

"Understood!" Sun Wukong's gaze narrowed slightly, and he tore the space very casually with a wave of his hand, and then jumped into the spatial turbulence, and disappeared in an instant.

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A huge orange-red vortex hangs in the universe, which is the core of this universe......... 'Six Realms of Reincarnation'.

At this moment, the fat reincarnation immortal king was standing next to the whirlpool, and beside him was still the unconscious Hongmeng Immortal King.

The Reincarnation Immortal King stared at the slowly moving and mysterious six realms of reincarnation, and said in a deep voice: "Brother Hongmeng, whether you can restore this damaged true body depends on your creation...... We are all products of the 'six realms of reincarnation', and since it can create us, it naturally has the ability to restore your true body......... In short, everything is left to fate. ”

Immediately, with a wave of one hand, the body of the Hongmeng Immortal King suddenly floated and fell into the center of the whirlpool.

At this moment, the 'Six Realms of Reincarnation', like the blood mouth of a demon, instantly devoured the tiny body of the Hongmeng Immortal King.

The Reincarnation Immortal King watched this scene silently, with a hint of heaviness between his eyebrows, and then sat down cross-legged, waiting silently.

Although the true body of the Creation Immortal King was shattered by Zhou Jiuhui's mysterious energy, the Reincarnation Immortal King always felt that things were far from being as simple as he imagined, and this battle involving the Three Realms was not over yet.

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At this moment, Zhou Jiuhui came to the spatial turbulence on the periphery of the Immortal Continent, these turbulences had been modified by the Creation Immortal King, and their power had been greatly weakened, so they could not have any impact on him.

"I'm finally back!"

Zhou Jiuhui looked at the immortal continent suspended in the universe and took a deep breath.

After so many years of cultivation, he became a Heavenly Monarch realm, and he gradually realized the mysteries of the universe and controlled part of the law energy.

But for this kind of means of creating a spatial world and reproducing life, Zhou Jiuhui has no idea at all.

This requires a deeper understanding of the rules of the universe, and Zhou Jiuhui is still far from reaching the realm of that immortal king.

But staring at this immortal continent at this moment, Zhou Jiuhui seemed to feel something.

How to build the Immortal Continent, to change the surrounding cosmic environment, to create conditions suitable for human beings and the reproduction and evolution of heavenly beasts, and what are the core elements of the construction of the Immortal Continent?

All of this kept coming up in Zhou Jiuhui's mind, and finally he was depressed again.

At this moment, Zhou Jiuhui seemed to have groped for some ethereal, but hidden in the depths of the universe.

Zhou Jiuhui gradually closed his eyes, as if immersed in this state of understanding.

Some strong people will have a flash of inspiration when they are cultivating or encountering some special things, and they will enter a state of epiphany, which seems to be the case with Zhou Jiuhui.

However, this state did not last long, because an extremely faint but very familiar aura suddenly woke Zhou Jiuhui from this state.

Being in the turbulence of space, the coverage of both divine consciousness and coercion would be greatly limited, but Zhou Jiuhui could still clearly feel that faint aura changing its trajectory at an astonishing speed in the turbulence.

Zhou Jiuhui's gaze suddenly converged, staring at the turbulent flow of space that crisscrossed him, and focused all his attention on divine perception.

Within the scope of the spatial turbulence, the spatial fluctuations have been completely disturbed, which has greatly disturbed the clarity of the divine sense, but Zhou Jiuhui is still trying to find the source of that faint breath.

This aura is so familiar, Zhou Jiuhui can simply judge that he is not wrong!

"Here it is!"

Zhou Jiuhui's figure suddenly moved, taking a slow and heavy step, but the whole person disappeared like a ghost.

Now that he has been able to grasp the energy of some of the laws of the universe, he can teleport for a short distance without releasing the 'Immortal Yuan Realm', but in the spatial turbulence, it is extremely difficult to exert it.

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Sure enough, Zhou Jiuhui's landing point was much worse than the budget.

He suddenly saw a figure suspended not far away wrapped in blood-red brilliance, which had gradually dimmed at this moment, showing a translucent state, so he could clearly see the silhouette of the figure.

It is the grace of the East!

Zhou Jiuhui's judgment was not wrong, the origin of that familiar breath was Ci Endong.

Wrapped in blood-red brilliance, Ci Endong seemed to be in a semi-comatose state, and his faint breath was as thin as a gossamer, and it seemed that under the sweep of this spatial turbulence, it could not last long.

"Father!"

Zhou Jiuhui roared angrily, using his invincible state, his defense power was explosively improved in a short moment, and he released a strong netherworld power to wrap up Ci Endong and leave the range of spatial turbulence.

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On the top of tens of thousands of meters high, after breaking through the spatial limit, Zhou Jiuhui took Ci Endong from the spatial turbulence area to the Immortal Continent.

Stepping on the thick snow, Zhou Jiuhui carefully lay down Ci Endong, holding his right hand tightly, his eyes showed a look of astonishment, and said in a deep voice: "How can this be, how can my father be in the turbulence of space, how can that blood-red brilliance have the aura of 'Taichu', what is going on?"

Zhou Jiuhui was eager to know the answer, but Ci Endong was obviously seriously injured, and it was difficult to regain consciousness.

Although the immortal power and the nether power were both derived from the chaotic matter, they were in conflict with each other, so Zhou Jiuhui could not directly instill the netherworld power in his body into Ci Endong's body.

Zhou Jiuhui, who was anxious, took out a lot of immortal power crystals of those dead powerhouses from the space ring, and then used the 'primordial' bloodline in his body to refine the crystals, but it did not evolve into netherworld power through the nether body, and then instilled this refined immortal power into Ci Endong's body.

Although it is said that if the life source power of the earth's yuan force is used, the healing effect will be better, but Zhou Jiuhui does not understand the mystery of the four yuan forces, so this is all he can do.

Fortunately, there were enough immortal power crystals collected in the space ring, and Zhou Jiuhui continued to refine the crystals, pouring large strands of immortal power essence into Ci Endong's body.

Gradually, Eundong's pale face gradually regained his popularity, and his breath eased.

"Whew~!"

Zhou Jiuhui frowned tightly and sat down cross-legged, he was pondering, his father has always been a Heavenly Monarch-level powerhouse, what kind of person could seriously injure him to such an extent, could it be those Heavenly Monarchs in the Heavenly Palace of Creation?

All kinds of speculations made Zhou Jiuhui's head almost explode.

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I don't know how long it took, the sky was dark and bright, bright and dark, day and night were silently alternating, although Zhou Jiuhui was constantly using immortal power crystals to pour into Shi Endong's body, but this strong immortal power was inexplicably escaping in his body, and it was very little that could be absorbed.

It seems that Zhou Jiuhui can only hang his life if he does this, Ci Endong has been so seriously injured, his body is damaged, and his soul is almost broken, and his life is not long gone.

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Night.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

Suddenly, Eundong let out a faint cough, almost drowned out by the howling of the wind.

"Father!"

Zhou Jiuhui's nerves tensed, and he was extremely excited when he saw that Ci Endong suddenly woke up.

Ci Endong opened his eyes a little tired and difficult, and suddenly saw Zhou Jiuhui, and he also felt a little incredible, grabbed his shoulders tightly, and said astringently: "Jiu......... Jiuhui, is it really you?"

Zhou Jiuhui nodded heavily and said, "Father......... It's me!"

Ci Endong smiled with satisfaction, and said in a hoarse voice: "Look...... It seems that what he said is not wrong, you ...... Really...... Didn't die. ”

Zhou Jiuhui asked eagerly: "Father, who hurt you like this, and 'Taichu', what's wrong with him now?"

Ci Endong gritted his teeth tightly, his face showed an extremely painful look, his chest had been completely penetrated, and immortal power continued to escape from the wound.

"'In the beginning'...... There are also people who pass through the heavens...... Ji Yiba and others...... They're all dead...... Jiuhui ...... I...... I'm dying. Shi Endong's voice was so weak that he could barely hear it.

Zhou Jiuhui showed a sad look on his face, tears rolled down his cheeks from both sides, and said astringently: "How could you die, father...... You can't die, tell me who did it, tell me!"

Ci Endong slowly closed his eyes and said the last three words weakly, "Sun ......... Not......... Empty!"

Zhou Jiuhui held his head, his eyes showed an unbelievable look of shock, his mind was like being hit by five thunders, his legs were weak, and he actually knelt on the ground.

At this moment, the last faint breath of Ci Endong gradually dissipated.

The severely damaged body and shattered soul mean that he will die soon, although Zhou Jiuhui continues to instill immortal power, but this can only slightly extend the time that Ci Endong survives, and he can't support it for too long at all.

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