Chapter Seventy-Two: God Has Twelve
“... Wait..."
Bursts of heaven and earth divine sounds roared continuously, and the avenue echoed softly.
Cangli sat upright in the clouds, and his eyes flashed with black and white brilliance. was indifferent to the sudden appearance of the divine voice, and the charm of indifference and detachment still did not change on his face.
"Boom... Rumble... Boom..."
In his hands, the universe rumbled, space collapsed, time shattered, and a trace of gray breath appeared in the intersection of the two gods of time and space.
The gray aura, but a wisp, is extremely rare and limited.
However, this was like triggering a chain of reactions, and the slightest gray breath wandered in the universe in the palm of the sky, and a large area of the void rolled up a heavy whirlpool.
Countless large and small whirlpools are set into a chain, the big and the small, and the small and the large, forming an alternative cycle.
That 'sword'-shaped divine light swam and collided in these 'big and small chains'.
At every moment, the whirlpool will sweep away the gray breath, washing away the light of 'it'. A little bit of golden divine brilliance slowly overflowed, and it was firmly trapped in the universe that was about to collapse by the 'chain'.
"Brother Dao... Wait..."
“... Please also... Resting the fury of the thunder..."
A group of gods stepped on the clouds, evolved the heavenly steps in the clouds, and walked from the West Kunlun Mountains, driving the colorful glow for thousands of miles, and the twilight was deep.
At this time, among the gods, a divine figure dressed in a dark yellow robe was still indifferent when he saw Cangli's face, as if he had not heard of it. Even the destructive qi that burst out of his palm became a little more and more intense. The secret path is not good, so he hurriedly stepped forward and persuaded: "Brother Dao... I hope that we are mistaken for many things. ”
"It's just that we are all innate bodies, born with only three thousand numbers, all of them are the same way, the Tao is one, heaven and earth coexist, why bother to form such a murderous hatred. ”
"In the future, it will end up forever, and it will be in vain. ”
His subconscious meaning is very clear, the innate divine is immortal and indelible. Even if he gains the upper hand for a while, he can't completely erase his divine form. After a few years, the shaking light will still reappear in the world. If you do it too decisively, you will inevitably form a great hatred of killing yourself and blocking the road, and become a lifelong enemy on the way to the road.
After all, the innate sacredness is immortal, and there will always be something to be afraid of in the endless years.
Cang Li's eyes rippled with turbidity, as if he had the power to open up, gently swept over the gods, and slowly spoke: "If he returns, it will be fine... I could have sent him back to the ruins one more time, and it would be fine. ”
"There are comings and goings... That's good..."
Although his tone was calm, the meaning of his words made the divine incorruptible bodies also sweat layer by layer, and a chill suddenly rose from his heart.
"But..."
Cangli's indifferent gaze swept across the saints, especially the body of the divine in the yellow robe and paused for a moment.
"Where the gods of Great Kunlun gather, great divine powers abound. Could it be that only the twelve gods dare to stand up for it?"
He is now magical, 'acquired' and 'innate' are combined into one, and he can see that his nature is true. The foundation is inconceivably strong, and when the heaven and earth are complete and the first calamity is coming, you can reach a new world.
Therefore, under the light of His Dharma Eye, the qi in heaven and earth are distinct and unhindered. The vast Kunlun, the essence and spirit of the spirit are wrapped in the remnants of the rhyme and penetrate the heavens and the earth, and the breath of mana is like the sea and the ocean, stirring the infinite wind and clouds.
But under Cangli's indifference like 'Dao', who can suppress the supreme power of heaven and earth with a single move, who dares to act rashly, and who has the desire to cause disaster in vain?
"The great god's mana is lofty, the divine power avenue is unpredictable, and the great power is really earth-shattering. ”
"We are also very in awe, we shouldn't have stopped Brother Dao. ”
"However, the goddess of Yaochi and the gods of Wuxi Kunlun have a lot of kindness. With our twelve brothers, it is even more gracious, so I have to come. ”
The Divine took a step forward, his voice low.
With this divine word, the other eleven divine statues behind him also stepped forward one after another, and their qi rose and became one.
The road of the road, the cycle of cause and effect, is not something that can be 'laid' if you want to 'lai'.
Heaven and earth are proof, the mother of the Great Dao is above, and there is no way to deny any existence, heaven and all kinds.
In this sacred and clear world, the 'debt of human affection' is the most headache ever. Because 'it' is very likely to be profitable, growing over time. It is even more difficult to make up for it.
"Well... Well..."
Cangli shouted softly, his eyes blazing and meaningful.
"I don't know your honorific names?"
His palms were gray and breathy, and the reunion became more and more indescribable.
"I am the 'son'..."
"Ugly"
"Yin"
"Mao"
"Tatsuna"
"巳"
"Noon"
Not
"Shen"
"Unitary"
"戌"
"Hai"
These twelve sacred, one by one, shook the West Kunlun Abyss endlessly.
Their qi and energy intertwined with the gods, and evolved into a huge illusory**, covering the heavens and the earth, like the root of time, and the majestic coercion stirred in all directions.
"Hmm..."
Cangli's gaze indifferently swept over the huge ** virtual statue, and muttered in a low voice.