Gao Wu: Extracting the Ancestral Art of the Immortal King

A star master looked up, and saw a golden bull pulling an incomparably noble chariot, followed by four holy beasts.

With huge and incomparable fluctuations, it rumbled across the ring from the top of the sky.

"The emperor has returned, he confronted the great terror at the end of time and space, and wiped out the source of the weirdness in one battle!"

"Emperor of all worlds, the invincible emperor of all ages, he protects all living beings and prevents us from being invaded by darkness!"

"Respect the Supreme Emperor, and wish to regard it as a lifelong faith, and bow down to him forever and ever!"

From all over the Eastern Desolate Heaven Territory, pious voices continued one after another. The strong bowed their heads and worshiped the purple-gold chariot, just like worshiping a god.

Chapter 249 : In the depths of the Black River, the Rebirth Pond!

The tide is surging, the Black River is rolling, and the origin is unknown, and the end is unknown!

Pieces of abyss are gathered together by indescribable mighty power to form a vast and endless multi-dimensional river that accommodates an infinite dark universe!

The ups and downs of every wave are the tumbling of thousands of universes, like an unstoppable river rushing forward!

Scene after scene, layers of light and shadow images are intertwined, and the past and the future are connected together.

Time and space intersect here, and the world of countless dimensions folds here. The sky and the sky merge, the earth and the earth merge, and the Tao and Tao converge

Everything is full of chaos, complexity, disorder, such as unreasonable mess, intertwined.

Whoops!

The wind was so strong that it tore the sky, black waves splashed, and pieces of broken worlds were constantly being born and dying.

It seems that hundreds of millions of strong men have transformed into figures, fighting against the darkness.

But in the end it shattered again, and the past was like a dreamy empty flower, which became a wave, shrouded in mist, and became an aggregation of unknown and weird things.

This is a taboo place where it is said that the eternal god king will stop.

It is the most untouchable taboo river in time and space, and the spread of any of its tributaries is enough to set off countless dark and bloody disasters in the world.

In the river that has been rushing forward ever since ancient times, extinguishing hundreds of millions of great worlds, on the upper bank, there is a cave that reflects the bewitching blood light.

It was extremely evil there, like a magic cave, and there were countless creatures from all heavens and worlds crying.

It was as if looking at the sky and the earth, past, present and future, everything was stained red with blood.

Inside the blood cave, there is a pool of blood boiling hot.

Many shadowy, indescribable huge figures sat cross-legged beside the pool of blood.

"Grumble!"

Suddenly, the blood pool rolled, and bright blood flowers splashed, and on the edge of the pool, coquettish blood lotuses bloomed.

Whether it is the sky, the ground, or the void, they are all branded with blood-colored lines, and countless tentacles emerge from the void, and then plunge into the blood pool.

A piece of uninterrupted Netherland loomed, outlining a strange figure with flowing gray and white light, disheveled hair, and covered by mist.

The huge figures of the ups and downs of the dark universe woke up at this moment.

They opened their eyes at the same time, reflecting the terrifying scene of a vast sea of ​​blood and bones all over the world.

"Underworld Lord?"

"Why did you suddenly come back through the reincarnation pool? Have you fallen?"

"It's clear that the Netherland he governs is not in the most intense world, and it hasn't been fully invaded yet. How could there be a god-king battle, and even he fell..."

A series of powerful fluctuations of divine sense were all filled with surprise.

You must know that the reincarnation in the Past Life Pond is extremely precious. It is suspected that it was created by the master of Heihe. It has unpredictable power and can bring back the god king in full glory.

Only the God King of Darkness who rules a region has two true lives of God King, and both true lives are imprinted in the pool of past lives and remembered by the water in the pool.

Once it falls, it will be salvaged from an unknown place by the blood pool and returned to the world.

The right to reincarnate is so precious that even the Dark God King is envious. Even if he is dying from severe injuries and dying, he is willing to spend countless epochs to recuperate.

Instead of using the chance of rebirth in the past life pool.

That is equivalent to one more life, equal to a life-saving talisman, even if you go to the most terrifying battlefield in the Ten Thousand Realms, you still have the confidence in your heart.

As long as all traces are not instantly erased by the strong existence, the blood pool can capture the brand of the true spirit, and use strange means to bring it back to life in full bloom.

"Crash!"

The blood was churning, and under the sweep of countless tentacles, it seemed to be catching a heavy object, and it was slowly rising.

It seems that the dusty ancient door is wide open, and there is a sound of gold and iron when the shackles are dragged and slid on the ground.

It's harsh and heavy, like walking with a piece of universe on your back.

The appearance of the underworld is manifesting, and one after another is a series of large tombs, with no end in sight.

It was a blood-stained figure, as if bathed in the blood of the heavens and all spirits, with the smell of blood sweeping the universe.

The whole body is surrounded by gray and white light.

A pair of gray eyes, dry and empty.

Clusters of twisted red tentacles stretched out from his pores.

It undulates through his body as if possessing spirituality.

"I am back again."

He whispered softly, his voice was as hoarse as a stone, as if he had been reborn.

Behind him, the Infernal Netherland is reflected, and the mist is misty.

There is also an extremely huge corpse floating up and down, like a supreme god, but it is also infected in the bloody Netherland.

"Underworld Lord, is there another god king born in that world? Even if you return with your real body, the blessings of the underworld are no match for you."

A creature with three eyes on its head, which resembles a human being but has an undercurrent all over its body, opened its mouth unsteadily.

"A strong man whose heel is unknown, the only thing that can be confirmed is that he is from the ancestral world.

I smell the system of that world in him.

But it's weird, there are other powerful systems, it seems that multiple systems coexist.

He is really powerful, I lost a real life, but he is not even seriously injured. "

Mingzhu's tone was extremely cold, revealing boundless killing intent.

The impact of that battle on him was too great.

In the same battle, he was the eternal god king, but he was defeated and reincarnated.

There is still the blessing of Netherland, if it is in other time and space, wouldn't it be crushed?

Thinking of this, his face became extremely gloomy.

When he returns, he must wash away the shame with his own hands.

The ominous substance he left behind is not so easy to remove, and will gradually strengthen the erosion as the years go by.

Let the opponent's state become worse, and then he will naturally have no worries about making a move.

"So tyrannical, isn't it the existence of the eighteenth heavenly king?"

A depraved Golden Crow with black strange flames burning all over his body opened his mouth, his eyes showing fear.

There are naturally strong and weak points among the eternal god kings, and the gap is huge.

This realm is divided into 54 levels, and the ninth level is a second difference.

Eighteenfold can be called the king of gods, and he is already an extremely tyrannical existence.

Looking at the devil's lair in Wangshengchi, the highest existence is no more than fifteenth level, but one can imagine how rare the eighteenth level is.

This realm has great suppression on the ordinary god king of Jiuzhong, and can gain the upper hand and press down on the opponent.

"Even if it's not, it's pretty much the same."

The Lord of the Underworld's face was gloomy, he stood at the seventeenth level of the God King, and with the blessing of the Underworld, even the Heavenly God King would not be defeated so quickly.

The origin of the other party is really weird, as if it has been covered up.

"It doesn't matter, the fall of the worlds is about to begin, and no one can stop it, not even the super great world.

There are very few god kings in the Xuanyuan Great Realm. At that time, with our combined efforts, we could easily overthrow it. No matter how strong that person is, he will eventually die. "

Strange and eerie laughter echoed in the cave, and the gray and white figure lingered in the dead light, and the aura made other dark god kings show fear.

"It's about to break through..."

2 Chapter Fifty: The Nine Wheels of Chaos, the Ancestral Realm System Enters the King of Gods!

Fairy Temple.

The supreme place where infinite beings worship.

The Dao God Chain is formed layer by layer in the void, and the Dao is full of textures.

The flowers containing the truth are constantly blooming, the fairy mist is curling up, and the sun is blooming.

Its essential personality seems to exceed the whole world by half-person.

Standing above the sky, overlooking the changes of the years, the era - ups and downs.

In the depths of the Immortal Palace, Jiang Feng sat cross-legged, his eyes were like candles illuminating ancient history, and the void and distance seemed to not exist in front of him.

"Three thousand and one million five million holy points, this trip has been quite rewarding."

Jiang Feng whispered to himself, and a faint joy appeared on his face.

not only that.

When he crossed thousands of time and space and fought against the Lord of Netherland.

Raising his hands and throwing his feet into the avenue, the huge underworld crumbled under his feet.

Even more powerfully killed the Lord of the Underworld, causing a dark god king to lose his eternal life.

The power of the gods has shocked the past and the present, broke the worldview of countless people, and shocked the creatures of countless worlds.

In this battle, so much faith has been harvested, and not only the creatures of the Eastern Desolation Sky Territory are contributing.

The powerhouses of countless time and space in the great world also pay homage to him.

Regarded as the supreme god, he has contributed a lot of power of faith.

So far, his power of faith has soared to a trillion.

And it's still growing.

The traces of power left by him are still reflecting to the more distant world, manifesting supreme divine power.

What you gain in one day is comparable to the power of faith accumulated in the previous decades.

Turn all the power of faith into strength and strengthen yourself.

Dao sound roared, and countless Dao essence circulated.

Like layers of transparent runes, floating on Jiang Feng's divine body.

The power of the gods fluctuates, and the universe is as vast as the Ganges.

The Divine Chain of Supreme Order shuttled through his pores.

entangled in his immortal bones.

Intertwined in his galactic flesh and blood.

Permeated in his immortal primordial spirit.

Condensed in his eternal way.

Piece after piece of chaotic universe is manifesting, real and true.

Wrapped in a majestic and immeasurable power, it is as if the boundless sea of ​​the universe is rolling and undulating.