Chapter 310: A New Path—Lord of Chaos
Yang Jiao was stunned, and even a little panicked in his heart.
Although he has only seen two sides, Yang Mei's strength is beyond doubt, and that kind of strength is inferior to even the Demon Ancestor Luo Throat.
"Boom ......"
As Yang Mei closed his eyes, the hollow willow tree behind him also trembled violently, and the green on the tree quickly dissipated and retreated at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the highest peak had begun to dissipate at this time.
With that, there is also the entire Yang Mei world.
Without the mana support of Yang Mei, this prosperous world has also lost the strength to gain a foothold in the chaos, and the fetal membranes of the world have gradually begun to break under the rushing chaotic air currents that have boiled.
Seeing this, Yang Jiao hurriedly flew directly to Yang Mei's big world.
The Great World that lost Yang Mei was just like the Great World of the Stars after he captured the Star Heavenly Dao at the beginning, and it became precarious.
"Alas, countless living beings, how can they bear to die with you like this!"
Yang Jiao sighed, and the chaotic qi around him surged, forming a huge tomb to bury Yang Mei, and then his figure flashed and left here.
In the Yang Mei Great World, the originally cloudless clear sky suddenly became gloomy, and a huge crack appeared from time to time, and a violent chaotic air flow poured out of it, wantonly destroying everything.
The Sky City, which originally looked down on all beings, was known as the number one artifact in the Yang Mei Great World, but it was turned into ashes for the first time, and countless Mixed Yuan God and Demon powerhouses fell in the sweep.
On the ground, the earth cracked, and instead of the speech, it was the chaotic aura that had been rendered by the speech, flowing freely, assimilating everything in his pass.
Mortals are roaring, immortals are flying. But no matter what means are used, it will not help in the face of raging chaos.
Yang Jiao's figure appeared silently in mid-air, and with a wave of his hand, he put away the raging chaos, but as cracks continued to open, new chaotic airflow poured in.
Everything he did was able to ease it a little. But there is still no way to do it.
"The strength of Yang Mei's predecessors is close to the peak of the monarch, in such a powerful world, my strength can't be suppressed at all!"
Yang Jiao sighed, and then with a big hand, countless streamers poured out of his body, falling from the sky like starlight.
But Yang Mei's big world is really too big, and he can barely cover half of it with all his strength.
These streamers fell to the ground and instantly turned into a gate that captured all living beings in the vicinity. Flowers, plants, trees, birds, beasts, fish and insects, all inhaled.
It's a portal.
"Come again!"
With all his strength to urge the mana in his body, Yang Jiao had tried his best, but there were still many living beings who had been devoured and assimilated.
Time passed minute by minute, maintaining such a large-scale, high-intensity portal, even with Yang Jiao's strength, he couldn't help but feel extremely tired.
The sweep of the chaotic air flow is very fast. It's like a bucket that starts to leak, and it leaks slowly at first. But as the cracks increased, so did the leakage.
Soon, the whole world was in shambles, and except for the occasional local accident, everything else was no different from chaos.
Yang Jiao stood in place, watching the world shatter. Infinite sadness swept through my heart.
But then, his eyes were drawn to a place.
That place is where Yang Mei sits.
And what attracted Yang Jiao's attention was the chessboard that projected the chaos war before.
At this time, it is not very accurate to talk about the chessboard. More precisely, it is an object wrapped in chaotic qi, which has been washed away by chaotic qi at this time, and has begun to slowly deform.
The figure flashed, and instantly appeared around the gas.
Under Yang Jiao's gaze, this piece of gas slowly twisted and deformed, and finally formed the shape of a "bell".
There are countless inscriptions engraved on the bell wall, which looks profound and complex.
"It's ...... Chaos Clock?" Yang Jiao suddenly felt a wave of excitement coming out of the beads in his body, as if urging Yang Jiao to refine the bell quickly.
The chaotic light on the clock face flashed, and then a familiar phantom appeared, which was Yang Mei.
"Yang Jiao, when you see the Chaos Clock, it means that the situation has become irreparable, and I ...... I'm dead. Heh! Dead ...... Even the great god of Pangu will be extinguished, so what's so strange about me dying.
Let's say something useful, you should be able to guess the origin of this bell, it is the Chaos Bell. It has a quarter of the origin of the Heaven-Opening God Axe, and its power is infinite, but it was sealed by the Pangu Great God before it was destroyed.
The first time I saw you, I noticed that you had the breath of a Chaos Orb, a strange treasure that possessed one-third of the origin of the entire Chaos, and you, as his master, had the potential to become the Lord of Chaos.
If my guess is correct, the Open Heaven God Axe, Chaos Blue Lotus and Chaos Bead are all manifestations of the Chaos Origin, you have now evolved the Chaos Bead into the world, as long as you find the fragments of the Open Heaven Divine Axe and the Chaos Blue Lotus in the future, fuse their origins into one, and refine them from the new, you can refine the Chaos Origin and become the Lord of Chaos, as long as you become the Lord of Chaos, even if the Great Dao is fused with the Pangu God, you will never be your opponent.
The Chaos Seed is the most essential part of the Open Heaven God Axe, and I will hand him over to you, hoping that you will cultivate well and become the new leader of the God and Demon Clan. ”
As Yang Mei narrated, the video and audio behind him became more and more faint, and finally only a blurry phantom was seen.
"Chaos Bead...... Open Celestial Axe...... Chaos Blue Lotus ......"
Yang Jiao's head quickly turned up, quickly digesting the information brought by Yang Mei.
The so-called "people are dying and their words are good", Yang Mei has fallen, and his words before the fall still have a high degree of credibility.
"No wonder it can evolve a world comparable to the flood wilderness, it turns out that there is such a big origin, in the black lotus space, he has already absorbed the twelve grades of the black lotus of the Luo throat to destroy the world, and repaired part of the origin, so I still need to go back to the flood wilderness, and Duobao Rulai sits down that nine-grade golden lotus is also about to be found. ”
Packing up his mood and calculating at will, Yang Jiao immediately sank into the inner world.
The Inner World, the Three Immortals Island of the East China Sea.
After Yunxiao moved here, it was directly copied from here to become the Three Immortal Islands of the Three Realms.
In the Sanxiao Cave, Yang Jiao's figure appeared out of thin air.
Yunxiao, who was cultivating, suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Yang Jiao.
At this time, the aura emanating from Yunxiao's body had fallen to the peak of Da Luo Jin Immortal.
After hearing the cultivation route of the Chaos Gods and Demons, Yunxia dispersed her own clouds with great perseverance, preparing to regain her strength and open up the world in the chaos.
"Master!" Yang Jiao saluted respectfully to Yunxiao and said, "The disciple is here to inquire about something. ”
"Say it!" Yunxiao nodded.
"Master, do you know what the Pangu Axe and the Chaos Blue Lotus turned into after they were shattered?" (To be continued.) )