"I wanted to do more!"

In the palace, Wang Quan was holding his most beloved axe in some disappointment.

Nine breaths, once there were nine breaths, he was omniscient, omnipotent, and omniscient Mixed Yuan Daluo Golden Immortal, and now he is just a small Golden Immortal.

The moment the boundless mana disappeared from his body, he felt the boundless emptiness. He only knew what had just happened, but he couldn't remember what he had just done.

Because what the Mixed Yuan Da Luo Jin Immortal can see, he can't see, and what the Mixed Yuan Da Luo Jin Immortal can understand, he can't understand. In this way, what happened to him becomes someone else's history, and he himself is a spectator of this history. How can a visitor to history have any memory of the events of that time?

"I just killed the Dao Ancestor, although I am not the real Dao Ancestor!"

The king sighed faintly, and no longer had the posture of a small person. With that experience, even if he had detached himself from that state, even if he had forgotten everything that happened in that state, his state of mind was raised to an unimaginable height.

Bang!

Above the void, the sound of thunder suddenly rose, the sound of the dragon and tiger was great, and a large cloud of golden qi appeared in the sky above Houtu City, dyeing the entire Houtu City into a piece of gold.

"Meritorious Golden Cloud!" a great witch was the first to observe the situation in the sky above Houtu City, and he walked out of the cave mansion and roared wildly.

"Which clan witch has obtained merit? Such a large cloud of merit is comparable to the merit that descended when the clan was established!" The other great witch was also full of joy.

"So much merit, enough for a great witch to be promoted to the quasi-saint realm, right?"

"Alas, the Wu clan is really blessed, and it deserves to be the authentic sect of Pangu!"

There was a lot of discussion among the desolate peoples.

Not only Houtu City, but all the powers above the quasi-holy realm of the Flood Desolation noticed this vision.

The last time a golden cloud of merit of this scale appeared was when the ancestor of the Styx River established the religion, and after nearly two thousand years, the light of merit finally reappeared.

In the depths of Kunlun Mountain, in an unknown thatched hut, three Taoists were discussing the Tao together.

The moment the merit golden cloud appeared, the three Daoists opened their eyes at the same time, and as soon as their minds moved, everything in Houtu City was displayed in front of them.

However, just as they were about to learn everything, a palpitating breath appeared in the hearts of the three of them, making them shudder.

The three of them no longer dared to continue the deduction, so they could only look at the other two helplessly and continue to discuss the Tao and practice.

As saints, they can be said to be invincible opponents all over the wilderness, but they are not really mixed Yuan Daluo Jin Immortals, and there are many things that cannot be shaken off, such as merit, luck, and the will of the world. The real Mixed Yuan Da Luo Jin Immortal has long been no longer a foreign object, beyond merit and luck, and is on an equal footing with the world itself.

Immediately afterwards, two muffled sounds came from the sky above the Wa Palace and Mount Meru, and the faces of the three of them were even more sad.

"The way of heaven has changed!"

Faintly, a hoarse voice came from the mouth of the man in the middle.

At this time, the royal power, the whole person was shrouded in a thick pillar of light.

After the death of the young Taoist, the will of the world of the desolation finally returned to normal, saving the same clan, slaying the evil demons, and compensating for the karma that had been mistakenly surrendered... The king's deeds have finally paid off. In particular, the destruction of the young Taoist, this demon that can even invade the will of the world, this credit has made the will of the world no less meritorious than when the Styx Ancestor created the Asura Clan and established the Asura Sect.

"Is this the supreme merit qi?"

Wang Quan grabbed a handful of merit qi and habitually prepared to study. However, how can he understand the qi of merit that even a saint can't understand.

Suddenly, a message appeared in his mind, and his face involuntarily showed a look of ecstasy.

"The Immortal Xuanhuang Merit Treasure Body", a body refining technique that uses merit as energy!

Once he cultivated to the peak, he would be able to transform into a humanoid Acquired Meritorious Treasure, and it would be impossible for any magic weapon or supernatural power to harm him.

With such a treasure body, and then practicing "Immeasurable Immortal Body", his body will also be immortal and immortal, coupled with the innate immortal aura that protects the true spirit, it is truly immortal and immortal!

"Xuanhuang merit, wash the flesh!"

Wang Quan took a big breath, swallowed a large amount of Xuanhuang merit qi into his stomach, and then began to refine.

At the moment when the exercise was running, he felt that an incomparably comfortable feeling began to gush out from three inches below the umbilicus, and then spread to the whole body, making him tremble.

With the advent of merit, the body of the king was gradually dyed golden. This golden yellow color is not rendered, but because of the light that comes from the inside out after the material form is changed.

Two hours later, the clouds of merit in the void gradually dissipated.

"This is the Treasure of Merit!" Feeling the changes in his body, Wang Quan was overjoyed. Now he exudes an immeasurable and immortal aura from the inside to the outside, from top to bottom, and his body is no longer flesh and blood.

"Good!"

The royal power turned in a circle and changed back to its original image. After cultivating the merit treasure body, he looked like an Arhat with gold lacquer, and he was a little unaccustomed to it.

Of course, he is not averse to the form of the merit treasure body. In the midst of the desolation, all kinds of creatures existed. Some races have taken on human form, except for their teeth, and their whole body is black, as if they had just come out of a coal mine, and not many people will find this image bad.

"No wonder I feel that there is something wrong with the desolate world, it turns out that there are people behind it!"

After experiencing this incident, he deeply realized that there is nothing wrong with the world itself, and if there is something wrong with the world, then someone must be making trouble.

"I don't know where the real Dao Ancestor went, he doesn't care about such a big thing?"

After being washed by the qi of merit, Wang Quan's state of mind is also much clearer, and he is not as simple as before when he thinks about things.

Dao Ancestor himself is indeed compassionate, but there is also great selfishness in compassion. For example, the Nebula Path, on the one hand, Dao Ancestor can use it to promote the exchange of all spirits in the Flood Desolation, and on the other hand, Dao Ancestor can obtain the information of all spirits in the Flood Desolation through it to help him improve his cultivation.

Therefore, the desolate world is actually Dao Zu's private territory, and now there are doves occupying the magpie's nest, but Dao Zu does not care about it, which is too unreasonable.

As for Dao Ancestor's trouble, this is something that can't happen. Dao Ancestor has supreme authority in the Flood Desolate World, and no one can defeat Dao Ancestor in the Flood Desolation World unless he destroys the entire world first.

Wang Quan only thought about it a little, but did not delve into it. Without the magic axe, he is just an ant to be slaughtered, and this kind of big thing is left to others to do.

As for now, he was going to find Xuyun.