Chapter Seventy-Two: Mixed Yuan Wuji Taishang Sect Master

The Origin Secret Realm was stormy, and the Origin of the Universe was silently shouting in the darkness, but the endless visions of the manifestation of the Origin Qi, under those big hands, were like sand by the river, dry bones in the graves, moths fighting fires, annihilating stubble after stubble, all of which were nothing.

It was the peak vision comparable to the Taiyi Golden Immortal Progression, and it dissipated without a trace after being slapped in the face.

The visions are endless, and after the visions collapse, the immeasurable Origin Qi generates more visions, overwhelming the world, but to no avail.

From a few fingers, to one big hand, to an entire arm, until the other hand is also extended, pinch the fingers, and it is not more than the work of tea. Although the power of the world tree is boundless, after all, no one urges it, although the origin of the universe is shaking, but the instinctive suppression cannot be suppressed at all.

A huge head struggled to rise slowly from between the two arms, and the cloud of turquoise light blooming from the World Tree was shattered by the skull's mouth between swallowing and spitting.

This skull is incomparably huge, just one skull, there are billions of miles!

It was comparable to the transcendence and primordial transcendence of Da Luo Jin Immortal, and the real body was only a billion miles, but it was only the size of a palm of this figure.

Mixed Yuan quasi-saint, terrifying.

His eyes were like Haoyang and Taiyin, his breath was like the world rising and contracting, and the fiery breath erupted from his mouth and nose, shaking the entire Origin Secret Realm, rolling up waves of blazing white waves that were higher than wave after wave!

Just this breath, under the golden immortal, can't bear it!

Even the surrounding Taiyi Golden Immortals are not allowed to carry mana to resist!

That's at least a few hundred light-years away!

However, this is not surprising, what is really surprising is the appearance of this figure who is about to break free!

His qi is sacred and domineering, blazing and vast, but it is completely contrary to the origin aura of the Marvel multiverse. If the entire Marvel multiverse is compared to the yang side, then the root of this person's qi comes from the yin side.

More importantly, his face—a face that was astonishing and familiar—the sharpened face and the crown of thorns on his head were exactly the same as those of the Godless Lord who had just been destroyed!

The same face and crown of thorns, the same sacredness and domineering, at this moment, a kind of enlightenment arose from the hearts of everyone.

"Incarnation..."

Zhen Yuanzi couldn't help but sigh slightly.

Yun Zhongzi stroked his palms and sighed: "This universe is really a fragrant bait. Everybody is making up their minds, everybody wants to take a bite. These characters, I don't know how many years ago, were preparing for today. ”

When this Mixed Yuan Quasi-Saint shook the Origin Secret Realm for the first time, the few words he said resounded in everyone's hearts at the same time.

"It seems that it is no accident that the Godless Lord hugged the World Tree and crashed into the heart of the universe. ”

Perhaps the Godless Lord himself did not know that he was someone's doppelganger incarnation, but at the moment of his annihilation, he subconsciously fulfilled his mission for his Buddha-figure.

"Fellow Daoists, go your own way. This person is arrogant, and I'm afraid I'm going to be a man with my tail between my legs in the future. ”

Yun Zhongzi sighed and snorted at everyone. Just turn around and go.

Such as Haotian Supreme, such as the old Buddha, and Lu Zhudao people, they are all blue and black, not very good-looking. It is also aggrieved, since the reincarnation, there are Taiyi people and other three major sects pressed on the head, seeing that they are all Taiyi Golden Immortals, and when they want to show their hands and feet, in order to determine the number of days, there is a mixed yuan quasi-saint, everything is not going well, it is really annoying.

The mystery is not unknown to anyone. On the contrary, everyone is clear.

In general, it was still lost in luck.

Compared with the Taiyi people, they are the latecomers of the Immortal Dao, and they do not account for the qi of the pioneers. Compared to the natives of this universe, they are outsiders, and they also do not take advantage of luck.

If it weren't for that, for hundreds of thousands of years, how could it only be cultivated by Taiyi Golden Immortal?

It is the Origin of the Universe that instinctively suppresses them.

Otherwise, with their background, not to mention the quasi-saint realm for the time being, Da Luo Jin Immortal should have no problem.

The current situation seems to have reached a point of no return, as Yun Zhongzi said, there is probably only a way to hide and hide, and to be a man with his tail between his legs. If you can't fight, what else can you do? The gap is too big.

I only hope that this person will show mercy to his subordinates in the future, and don't kill them all, otherwise he won't even be able to be a man with his tail between his legs.

But it's better to get away with one by one.

Seeing that everyone was helpless and about to scatter, Tianyi Zhenjun laughed loudly: "Let's go, if that's the case, why should I cherish a cause and effect?"

Everyone was slightly stunned and looked at it.

I saw Zhenjun throw a Qiankun Ding in front of him, and then bowed slightly: "Please Niangniang to descend her magical powers and help me!"

As soon as the words fell, the congenital treasure Qiankun Ding Deng, a figure of uncertain reality, slowly emerged from the treasure light, clearly distinguishing the human body and snake tail, a supreme and strong, supreme and holy, supreme and divine goddess!

Mixed Yuan Wuji Taishang Sect Master Our Lady Nuwa Niangniang!

"Niangniang's birthday!"

When everyone looks at it, where do they dare to slack off?

At that moment, they all bowed down, trembling, and did not dare to raise their heads.

But one by one, their hearts immediately overflowed! The joy was indescribable.

The lady seems to be in the moment, but she doesn't seem to be there, she seems to be in front of her, and she doesn't seem to be there. It seems to exist, but it doesn't seem to exist, it seems to be an ordinary phantom, and it seems to be in front of the Supreme Saint.

No matter what words are used, no laws are used, no words can describe the slightest trace of the appearance of this Virgin.

Only with the Most High, the Greatest, the Most Holy, the Most Holy, the Great, the Great, the Virgin, with such words, to call her crudely!

She is the Virgin, conceived and created, plain and kind, and a saint, holy and noble, and exalted.

Here, only Tianyi Zhenjun dares to raise his head and look up at Niangniang.

Nuwa Niangniang didn't know how far away the time and space, and even the endless and vast chaos, cast this phantom. She looked at Zhenjun, smiled, and nodded slightly.

This smile bloomed, as if the universe bloomed, and at this moment, the true monarch's Dao heart was moistened, and all the knots in his heart and his demonic thoughts disappeared at this moment.

From the inside to the outside, the whole person has become extremely transparent and refreshing.

At this moment, the stormy Origin Secret Realm, because of this smile, bloomed the calmest and most beautiful side that should have belonged to it.

The wind is calm and the waves are calm.

The laws of the heavens, the infinite avenue, under this smile, became incomparably peaceful and organized.

The origin of the universe is congratulated, and hundreds of millions of miles of purple gas are born out of thin air, raining down golden flowers and brilliant colors.

The saint does not need to be foiled, because she is already supreme and great, supreme and noble, even if it is just a shadow that descends. All the foils, whether it is purple gas, golden flowers, or brilliant colorful clouds, are just insignificant embellishments.

Zhenjun bowed and bowed: "Thank you, Our Lady and Nuwa." ”