Chapter 859: The Edge of the Eight Desolations
Biyu Palace!
One saint after another, arrived.
Laozi, Tongtian, Confucius, Moke, Jieyin, Nuwa, Yuan Shi Tianzun, and Zhun Ti also appear in it.
Seeing Ning Wuji, several saints were obviously stunned, Yuan Shi Tianzun, Lao Tzu, and Confucius had all seen Ning Wuji, not to mention, Ning Wuji's breath had recovered, and he recognized it at a glance.
"Aren't you dead?" Yuan Shi Tianzun muttered to himself, but he did not show any hostility, his face was flat, and he sat down with the saints.
"Let's come here, what's going on?" asked Yuan Shi Tianzun.
Ning Wuqian looked around, Yuan Shi Tianzun had become a saint again, and Zhun Ti had not returned to the holy position, but Zhun Ti's aura was stronger than before.
Tongtian chuckled, "Ah, it's nothing important, it's just that this little brother has just come back from the Xuanhuang, and I just want you to hear about the situation in the Xuanhuang, if you don't want to listen, you can leave by yourself." ”
"Xuanhuang?" The saints didn't say anything more, and looked at Ning Wujian.
Ning Wuqian smiled faintly, and told him what he had seen and heard in the Xuan Wilderness, and also said the situation of the Xuan Wilderness at this time, of course, Ning Wuqian had some key points that could still be erased, especially the things related to his own cultivation and the primeval times, which were not revealed at all.
It's not that Ning Wuqian doesn't believe in the saints of the desolation, but the heaven and earth of the desolation may be watching, and the ancient things are obviously worn out by the heavens and the earth, otherwise, when the desolation is time, the immortal saint shows some breath, and he is deprived of the sage of heaven and earth by the desolate heaven and earth.
Just when Ning Wuqian returned to the desolation, in the endless depths of the universe, there were many black fragments, and what was mixed in the fragments were some broken and fluttering supreme rules, and the power of the rules was broken. But once it erupts, it can also directly break a star field.
These fragments were born at the time of the opening of heaven and earth, and even earlier. Now, they wander in this boundless black space, they have no spirituality, and they have no end to reach.
This is the edge of the Eight Desolations, where no creature can set foot in it, and it can also be said that this is a forbidden area for life, and it has never been discovered. So everything here is the most savage. And it is precisely because of this that life is difficult to reproduce here.
Perhaps, this is the origin of everything, because everything here is so primitive. It even has the taste of chaos. The way of the heavens is so simple here.
Boulevard. Heaven. The way of the gods, the way of the strongest, the manifestation of all ways.
In this boundless shattering and destruction, in the depths of the silence of nothingness, nine huge fissures opened, as if it were about to tear the universe apart.
These nine bottomless cracks. It spreads endlessly, and even space and time are lost in the barrenness, sinking in the cracks.
These nine cracks exude an aura, which is a period of cosmic opening. The wild and Hongmeng atmosphere brought by it makes people feel the desolation of the years. But this breath has now turned into the breath of destruction, devouring all things.
It grew bigger, nine cracks, and now it has expanded into nine abysses.
These nine abysses, not only since when, but also for some reason, when born from a cosmic plane, it seems to have existed, after countless epochs, and now, it is showing signs of cracking again.
Suddenly, in this place of silence, a figure appeared, his breath disordered, and it was covered in blood.
"Hahaha, Pangu, isn't he dead yet?"
"Damn, Weiyang, Netherworld, betrayed me!" Under the man's emanation, the raised face was the immortal saint who disappeared in the Xuan Desolation.
"And the sea of blood, self-destructing? If he is a little late, I can use his power to awaken the deity, but it's a pity. I didn't expect that Pangu's will still exists, and even, it is still slowly condensing, no wonder every time the Eight Desolations want to be unified, heaven and earth will appear to stop it, once the Eight Desolations are unified, the power of Pangu scattered in the Eight Desolations will be unified, and when the time comes, Pangu will be reborn, which is the day of the real enlightenment. The Immortal Sage muttered to himself.
Five thousand years ago, the Blood Venerable suddenly blew himself up, making him pay attention, and after that, he was chased and killed by heaven and earth, and had to lurk, and only recently escaped with the power of the Shattered Star Sea.
"Oh, one of the Nine Ancient Murderers, he was injured like this, it's rare!" Suddenly, a voice appeared.
The Immortal Saint jerked his head up and looked at the starry sky overhead.
A figure slowly appeared, but it was an extremely beautiful woman, dressed in green clothes, she also had a green silk, which seemed to be unstained with mortal dust, and as if she had already surpassed the separation of immortals and mortals, and did not belong to this world.
Although her existence was too perfect, as if the heavens and the earth were at odds, she appeared here again.
"Qingqiu, hmph, why are you here?" the Immortal Sage snorted coldly, with hostility in his eyes and a cold gaze.
"You Immortal Saint can be here, why can't I? That is a harbinger of the resurrection of the Nine Evils, right?" the woman looked at the starry sky.
The avenue was shattered, countless primordial laws were disrupted, and one by one star fields and ancient stars disappeared. Heaven and earth are connected, and the realm collides with the realm, and only the nine abysses are not damaged at all.
"All things have perished in the Nine Abysses, disaster has begun to spread, and the dark age may have come. ”
These nine abysses seem to be the end of an era, the time of the existence of a universe, the decaying universe, and the bones accumulated over hundreds of millions of years, all of which have been annihilated and sunk here.
"The Immortal Tomb is about to appear again!" the Immortal Saint muttered to himself, some sights appeared in his eyes.
It was a shadow of time and space, a picture remembered by this piece of sky, in the picture, there were countless strong people, they may come from different eras, but they were all remembered, and their strength was terrifying.
The power of the primeval is above the Eight Desolations, and among the primeval beings, there are nine people above everything, who are the most powerful supreme among the hundred races.
"The Wolf Ancestor has been resurrected, and among the powerhouses who destroyed the primeval realm, he is one of them!" said the Immortal Sage.
The woman smiled lightly, "The wolf clan has already controlled the world of the Yu Wilderness, Wolf Ancestor, I'm afraid it's already about to take that step, how about it, do you want to join forces?"
"Isn't the fox clan a vassal of the wolf clan, and the supremes of the fox clan in the past generations are the wives of the supremes of the wolf clan, right?" the immortal saint sneered.
"Times have changed, after all, it is not the time of the primeval hundred races, the world here, there is no vassal, as long as it is strong enough. ”
The Immortal Saint looked at the nine abysses and exuded a terrifying aura.
"Ah, join forces, they're all old immortals, if you don't join forces, you'll be led by them again!"
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Coming out of Biyou Palace, Ning Wujian looked at the desolation below.
"There are already eight saints in the flood wilderness, and there is still one missing, and the last Hongmeng purple qi has not yet appeared?"
Ning Wuqian had already learned about the new changes in the flood famine's current situation from several saints.
In today's flood wilderness, in addition to the power of a few saints, there are also demon clans, witch clans, human races, demon clans, etc., and there are many forces.
Time pulls back, after Ning Wujian and Sun Wukong left the flood wilderness.
The River Styx wanted to open the world and preach, and Rahu and other strong people followed, and the blood sea of the River Styx expanded to the extreme, but at the same time, the River Styx was also suppressed by the heavens and the earth.
Styx fought fiercely against heaven and earth, Hongjun also appeared, Styx is very strong, powerful enough to overwhelm the saint, but, after all, it still failed, his heaven and earth are the same as Ning Wuji, not perfect, in the end, the world collapsed, and Styx was killed by Hongjun!
Ning Wuqian left the flood famine for two thousand years, and the Yuan Shi Sage killed the Jade Emperor, and snatched the Hongmeng purple qi from Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun Ancestor and re-ascended the holy throne!
Ning Wuqian left the heavenly court for three thousand years, the three emperors of the human race and the Qin emperor had differences because of the war, and the two sides fought, and finally, the Qin emperor broke away from the human race, ascended to the heavenly court, and became the new emperor of heaven again, and returned to the Haotian Emperor, and the three emperors governed the human race and became the prosperous age of the human race!
As Haotian became the Emperor of Heaven, the Dragon Clan, which was originally attached to the Human Race, was classified in the Heavenly Court system, and the Heavenly Court and the Human Race were separated so far.
Ning Wujian left the heavenly court for 4,000 years, Confucianism prospered, the human race deposed the hundred schools, respected Confucianism alone, and the dispute between the hundred schools of Buddhism, Taoism and other schools of thought and Confucianism became the source of the struggle for the next thousand years.
This is basically a major event in the history of the new flood famine, and other small things, needless to mention!
The new flood famine, the territory is vast, no smaller than the Xuan wilderness, infinite mountains, rivers, and new races and forces, there are countless people.
The division of the new flood famine, similar to the Xuan Famine, is also divided into five continents, the Central Plains is occupied by the human race, the south is occupied by the Wu and demon races, the west is the Buddha Gate, the east is the Dao Gate, and the north is the foreign race, that is, those who integrate the blood of the demon race, the Wu race, and the demon race, and worship the power of the demon race.
Between the five continents, separated by oceans or huge mountain ranges, between the territories, hundreds of millions of miles, the vastness of the territory, the problem is that the communication between each other is inconvenient.
After all, back then, the four continents had a territory of only a few million miles, and under the coverage of the divine thoughts of the strong people of the Great Luo Golden Immortals, they could generally detect it, but now, the divine thoughts of the strong people of the Great Luo Golden Immortals, if they wanted to cover a territory, it was as difficult as climbing to the sky!
In order to solve this problem, the hundreds of schools of thought and various forces have gradually begun to study new methods of Taoism and communication.
In addition to this, there are all kinds of new forces, new means, one by one.
The sound of footsteps behind him sounded, and suddenly a fragrant wind blew, Ning Wujian came back to his senses, looked back, and it turned out to be the saint Nuwa.
"Nuwa Sage!"
"Fellow Daoists don't have to be polite. Nuwa smiled faintly, "Daoyou has the power of creation, and he must have opened up a small world?"
"Hmm!" Ning Wujian nodded slightly, figuring out Nuwa's strength, and always felt that Nuwa was very weak, which surprised him.
"Daoist friends must be thinking, why do I, as a saint, have no strength?" Nuwa smiled, very kind.
"I'm really curious!" Ning Wuqian nodded slightly.
"Bai Zhen, it's actually my deity!" Ning Wujian knew the sea, and a voice sounded. (To be continued......)