Chapter 424: Pengzhou Jindao

The bow of the Pengzhou boat, the light and color flow, showing a fleet image like in myths and legends, the gods travel, the momentum is majestic, and the magnificence is magnificent.

Countless empty ships, each as bright as the sun, in the silent darkness, endless void, eternal wandering, to find the origin of life, trace the original secret of all things.

The entire air fleet, permeated with a long time beyond time, a long and ancient atmosphere, forming a torrent of power, so that everyone who can see this magnificent image is shaken, unable to restrain themselves, and deeply shocked.

Zhu Jiu narrowed his eyes, and the Dao pattern in his eyes loomed, penetrating the truth, seeing through the origin, and focusing on the center of the fleet.

There is a treasure ship with a golden light and a vast vastness, which seems to sail in the heavens and all worlds, and everything is centered on it.

On this golden treasure ship, the mountains and rivers and the continent, the sun and the moon and the stars, the golden river engraved on it is surging and flowing, the stars rotate, the sun and the moon cycle, blooming light and heat, and expelling darkness.

On the entire hull, all the things carried are real, the land is vast, and there is a world sealed on the ship.

On the earth carved on the side of the ship, there are still faint creatures living in it, the sun rises and the moon sets, passed down from generation to generation, and they are completely unaware that the world they live in is carried on a ship.

Zhu Jiu was also shocked by the mythical scenes that appeared in the picture, carrying the entire world realm, how powerful the ship should be.

Zhu Jiu's eyes were blazing, lingering on the countless textures on the hull, which seemed to explain the mystery of the true machine of all things.

The countless lines on the side of the ship flickered from time to time, blooming with immeasurable light, shining on Kyushu, spreading thousands of rays of light like swords, piercing the void in front of the entire fleet, and the endless and deep darkness was lit up, guiding the way forward of the entire fleet.

Suddenly. The golden light giant ship, the cabin as high as a mountain, there was a light swaying, a solemn and solemn door of light opened, and a humanoid creature walked out of the cabin and came to the deck of the giant ship.

This creature was surrounded by golden light, and its face could not be seen, but it was so powerful that the void could not even carry its form. He only stood there, as if he was standing at the intersection of different spaces, disappearing and appearing, his figure hazy and immortal.

He stood on the deck, motionless for a long time, looking at the deep void outside the ship, faintly with an indescribable desolation and sorrow, transmitted through the air, and the eternal years could not be extinguished.

This powerful creature. The aura is very strange, there is a life and death qi fluctuating around him at the same time, and in the sense, it does not look like a living being. It's like a sinister thing coming out of the grave, terrifying.

His form was suddenly disillusioned, like a ghost, and he stepped out of the splint of the mythical ship. The other ships in the fleet boarded, as if searching for something.

But the rest of the ships were filled with eternal silence. Not a single living creature ever came forward.

Eventually, he returned to the Golden Treasure ship in the center of the fleet, and said to himself, "All dead!"

In the voice, there is a thick coldness and gloom, and there is a sense of pathos, carrying a surging death, which is transmitted and dispersed through the picture, and is clearly perceived by Zhu Jiu.

In a word, the words follow the law, the heavens and the earth are fluctuating because of their words, and the Tao fluctuates, according to the word 'death' in his words, diffusing and conveying the air of death and decay, and the law can reach this point, which is an unimaginable mythical realm.

Suddenly, the figure standing on the bow of the golden light boat, whose breath covered the world of the Eight Directions, slowly turned his head, and a light in his eyes pierced through the illusion, space, and time barriers, and looked at Zhu Jiu, who was peeping through the picture.

In an instant, Zhu Jiu's body was cold, his hair stood on end, and there was a heavy and dead air, which spread and invaded from the other side of the picture.

This wisp of dead air is irresistible, crushing the heavens for eternity, Zhu Jiu's face is shocked, in front of this wisp of dead air, there is almost no ability to resist, but he does not lose his senses, he snorted lightly, circulates the mana of his whole body, resists, and at the same time transmits to Peng Zhou, to close the picture of cutting off the bow of his ship.

At this moment, in the sea of knowledge, the corpse mirror suddenly made waves, flashing with a glimmer of light, and the dead air that came through the air seemed to find an outlet, and it was thrown into the treasure mirror in a breath, and disappeared without a trace.

The picture of the mythical fleet, sailing in the void, began to collapse and disappear in the next moment, quietly disappearing.

'Huh'

The powerful figure, before the picture became illusory, let out a sigh of surprise, as if he didn't expect that his lifeless eyes would be dissolved, and as if he had discovered the existence of a corpse mirror, so he was extremely shocked.

At the same time that Zhu Jiu was on strict guard, the picture displayed by Peng Zhou collapsed.

On the infinitely majestic golden ship, there was a symbol that suddenly shined, broke away from the hull, carried the secret current, penetrated the endless distance, and actually appeared in front of Zhu Jiu's eyes, manifested the truth, and was directly imprinted on the Pengzhou.

After Pengzhou inherited this symbol, the hull of the ship hummed, bursting out like an ocean of monstrous light, and countless symbols on the ship turned into nothingness, and then reappeared, staggered and reorganized, and roared.

Click~~~

Above the two-story cabin, between a few breaths, that is, spreading and building, the mysterious force flows, such as giving birth to a world realm, forming a third-layer cabin, and many lines are cross-linked, deducing the divine machine, growing more than once, and there is a tendency to grow out of the fourth layer.

By this time, the influence of the ancient fleet presented at the front end of Pengzhou had completely dissipated, and the spatial fluctuations had returned to normal.

Zhu Jiu showed a thoughtful look, the picture shown by Peng Zhou, when he watched it, he always thought that it was an image from a long time ago, and because Peng Zhou advanced, it was restored, and this was revealed.

At this time, Zhu Jiu suddenly realized that his cognition was not correct, and everything in the picture should be a real scene in a certain void, forming a projection and presenting it in front of him.

The fleet that has been in ancient time and space, I don't know how many years it has been adrift, some of them are not dead, this scene seems to contain some kind of big secret, weird and terrifying!

An ancient emperor's funeral fleet, as powerful as a god's figure, walked out of the golden ship, dead and alive, is it the emperor who died in the eons, in an unknown void, silent for endless years, can be resurrected?

All kinds of thoughts flipped in Zhu Jiu's mind, trying to seek answers from Tianbang, and the text of the list immediately showed handwriting:

"The golden ship is equivalent to an immortal weapon, and the figure that appears in the picture is even more powerful, and at this stage of this list, it is impossible to trace it back in any way. With the help of the Golden Treasure Ship Differentiation Rune, Peng Zhou will reach the level of the lower grade Dao weapon in one fell swoop, and its power will soar, shuttling through the void, and quickly defeating lightning. ”

At this time, the wisp of core formation at the back of the Kunpeng Divine Wings had also been completely fitted with the core, regardless of each other.

On the kernel, there is a dynamic pattern of a gold and blue Kunpeng, which is swirling in the clouds and mist, flying and moving, as if embracing life, surviving in the kernel, and vividly.

All the inheritance formations inherited from the divine wings are engraved around this Kunpeng, its wings are stirring, the secret talisman is shining, and it is shaking with a breath, as if it is shuttling through countless interfaces.

At this point, the inheritance ended, and the kernel returned to the cabin of the Pengzhou, hidden in the belly of the ship, and the complex symbols of the Pengzhou and the stars in the sky flickered several times, and gradually returned to normal, no longer changing.

In the end, the fourth layer of the cabin was not fully generated, but the base had been constructed, the formation patterns overlapped, the Pengzhou exuded a thick ancient atmosphere, and the Dao flow was dispersed.

The whole ship, bathed in endless green light, the golden symbol that crossed the sky from the giant ship in the center of the mythical fleet, carrying the secret stream, was imprinted on the bow of the Pengzhou.

Zhu Jiu had scruples about the golden light symbol, and successively probed it in his divine sense, but no abnormal findings were made, and Peng Zhou was also manipulated as usual.

Frowning, Zhu Jiu temporarily suppressed the doubts in his heart, passed on his thoughts, and the whole Pengzhou suddenly flipped over, the symbols outlined and evolved, Pengming cracked the air, and the hull turned into a Qingpeng.

Its body is full of radiance, and its feathers are engraved with countless symbols, which are inherited from Kunpeng's magical powers, and its whole body is densely covered with mysteries, and its aura is far stronger than before.

The biggest change came from Qingpeng's eyes, which completely turned golden, with brilliance flowing and endless brilliance.

In Qingpeng's golden eyes, the runes and normal lines are intertwined, the brilliance is blazing, shining like a torch, penetrating the origin of all things, when it looks at the wall, its eyes actually pass through the wall, and it sees through the outside world within thousands of miles.

In Qingpeng's golden vision, above the island where Zhu Jiu was staying at this time, the earth-shattering vision was gradually converging, the sea of clouds dissipated, and the appearance of the Kunpeng ancestor that was looming in the clouds slowly faded.

Immediately, Qing Peng took in the golden glow in his eyes, the vision dissipated, jumped on Zhu Jiu's shoulder, and he walked out.

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