Gao Wu: Extracting the Ancestral Art of the Immortal King

The hazy light of chaos is looming, as if it contains the supreme meaning of the sea of ​​chaos, like some kind of supreme authority, one thought can demote eternity!

"It's just involved, not a breakthrough..."

Jiang Feng smiled lightly, and the dark sun rose slowly above the spirit of the sky, setting off a boundless tide of yang.

There is a solipsistic aura blooming, as if the Dao must depend on him to exist, the aura is so strong that Yuehua can't help throbbing in his heart.

"Is there a supreme person who can talk to the emperor of heaven and is also an emperor?"

In the Immortal Palace, the golden-backed mang ox was so shocked that he stood up straight away, his thinking was very confused and disturbed.

The sudden scene was hard to guard against, and there was no time to react.

The ox hairs stood upside down, and there was only a bright light in his eyes, revealing a blurry outline.

Faintly saw the appearance of a blue divine moon, and couldn't see the existence of that emperor at all.

His perception cannot be seen, blocked by the symbols of the emperor's way, and he cannot see the truth.

Jiang Feng stretched out a finger and tapped the void, all the visions were expelled 0 .

The essence of solipsism is above everything else, even the concept of the emperor must be rejected.

The brilliance in the eyes of the Taurus and all the holy beasts gradually disappeared, and finally saw the existence sitting opposite the Emperor of Heaven.

"It seems that you really came into contact with that level of power..."

Yuehua's heart became more and more restless, and she was amazed. The blue moon behind her was swaying, which symbolized the ripples in her heart.

She knew the understanding of the Heavenly Emperor by all the living beings in the ancestral world in an instant.

She knew that the "Heavenly Emperor" who had killed a dark emperor in front of her, had gone from the state of insignificance to the level that is now close to the true emperor, but only a few hundred years.

This can be called a miracle, even in the sea of ​​chaos, it is a unique miracle.

Even for the true emperor, it is shocking enough.

"Presumably you also know my origin. Other fellow Taoists on Xinghuan Island call me Yue, and you can call me Yuehua."

As Yuehua said this, her beautiful eyes stared at her with a different splendor.

"So you are here on behalf of Xinghuan Island, are you inviting me to join you?"

Jiang Feng's smile was not a smile, and the three thousand avenues of gods gathered behind him, sacred and boundless.

"You suppressed chaos and wiped out the branch of the abyss here. As a newly promoted existence of the unfallen, you made too much noise. You have already entered the sight of many great forces in the chaotic sea, and you have also entered the hunting ground of the abyss." Kill list..."

"I came here with sincerity to join Xinghuan Island and fight against the darkness together. I believe that with your potential, you will never stop at this small corner in 1.4. The broader center of chaos is the stage for you to look forward to the heavens." .”

Yuehua went on to say: "You are very special, unlike any other existence I have ever seen, I have seen the Dao fruits of different systems interweaving and colliding, and fused into you alone.

Since the chaotic years, it has only been seen in you alone. Hundreds of years of achievements have not fallen to the top, and an existence of the same level has been wiped out. A character like you is destined to step into the realm of the true emperor. "

Jiang Feng didn't make any waves, although he was a little surprised to attract the attention of the forces in the sea of ​​chaos.

After all, compared to the entire Chaos Sea, the area he was in was really small.

However, if it is the means of the true emperor, it is not surprising to be able to find it.

Being able to fight against the source of darkness on the front line, without the true emperor sitting in the town, it is impossible to survive until now.

Chapter 282: The Great Invasion of the Heavens, the End of All Things and Spirits, and the Sudden Changes!

The bottomless abyss is composed of countless layers of hell. No one knows how many dark creatures and corrupt emperors are dormant in it.

The nightmare of all living creatures in the endless chaotic sea, a natural enemy born to stand on the opposite side.

The source of all disasters, terror, chaos, and bad luck, primordial chaos, the ruler of darkness, represents the ultimate death.

Symbolizes the cornerstone of all ominous concepts, bringing countless turmoil and destruction.

The years of its existence have long been untraceable, and it has continued to this day in the beginning of chaos.

Some people say that it is the aggregation of the negative consciousness of all beings, which transcends time, space and common sense.

It is also said that it is the dark side of the invisible and chaotic will.

They are terrifying, powerful, beyond imagination, beyond definition.

Like an unimaginable source of pollution to assimilate everything in the world.

Even if it simply exists, a large number of factors with unknown fragments will still spread wantonly in the endless sea of ​​​​chaos with various fluctuations and influences.

It even requires all the forces in the endless sea of ​​​​chaos to unite to fight against it.

During the most rampant period of the great invasion, it was so terrifying and brutal that even a powerful force with the only true emperor in charge had to retreat.

　01 There are too many legends about darkness, and the Unfallen Emperor can't explain it clearly.

Countless epochs have passed, and a new round of invasion from the heavens is coming soon.

Jiang Feng asked a lot about the dark information, and now he has a clear understanding.

The root of darkness has no beginning and no end, rooted in the sea of ​​chaos, and no one can find its source.

It seems to be the self-evolution of the chaotic order, and it is manufactured, just like other things that are automatically derived from the order of heaven and earth.

All the timelines and causal lines do not exist, and the concepts are all gathered by it, and no one knows when the darkness was born.

Even if you know it, you can't do anything. It's better than the true emperor, and you can't go against the flow of time and quell the disaster at the beginning of the darkness.

If you do that, there will be great terror, prying the foundation of time and space, which is equivalent to denying the concept of self-existence, and the entire chaotic heavens will be lost forever.

Otherwise, if there is really a solution, why should there be a group to resist when the great invasion comes, in the vast endless sea of ​​chaos, with so many great forces, and with so many infinitely one true emperors.

"From ancient times to the present, the most indispensable thing is outstanding people. We have been looking for outstanding beings, integrating their strengths, fighting together, and looking for hope.

But you are special, the most extraordinary person I have ever met, you may be the variable, the variable that overwhelms everything..."

Yuehua whispered, her temperament was as cold as a bright moon, and the dao lines between her eyebrows were shining, like a full moon shining brightly.

During the light, Jiang Feng seemed to see the silence of the worlds, and the great thousand fell one after another.

All the heavens in the myriad worlds have fallen and are fragmented. The corpse of an emperor floats in the Black Sea. The body carrying the great time is lifeless. Countless timelines are dead and swallowed by darkness.

There is little hope, the whole world is boundless and there is no ray of dawn, all the glory is buried, lost in the unknown nothingness, and the immortal emperor will despair.

That was a catastrophe that overturned everything, more like the end of an era, the self-circulation of the will of heaven and earth.

Creatures at the conceptual level were not allowed to escape, and had already been tied to the spider web at the beginning of the Great Invasion.

Only the only true emperor of Huawu can hold up a glimmer of hope, but in the face of the dark situation, it is also very slim.

It's like the natural disasters faced by mortals, except that the darkness is spiritual and distorted, and it seems to be the product of the dirty concept manifested by the will of chaos.

"Did you see it, that was the last big invasion, the scene of the chaos world breaking.

The infinitely diverse world and the Unfallen Emperor were instantly assimilated and turned into a part of the abyss.

The real emperor shot to smash the concept, even if he pierced through the ultimate, he could do nothing, he couldn't save it, this is the darkness

"Inconceivable power beyond imagination, distorts everything, assimilates everything, does not exist in concepts, does not exist in years, is indescribable, even if it is the only true emperor, it can be killed..."

Yuehua seemed to be a lobbyist, her words were very calm, but everyone could hear the helplessness in the face of disaster.

The emperor, respected by all worlds, exists in the concept, I think, therefore I am, and at countless points in time, it has been rooted in the imprint of existence, which can be called eternal.

But even so, when the concept is distorted, the mother river of time and space evaporates, and the world collapses, it still cannot escape the end of extinction.

Higher than infinity, detached from the long river of time, he is the only real true emperor, and he is also in danger of being overthrown when the real big invasion comes.

The ancient history of the past did not record these, because time cannot remember all of this, it was learned from the mouth of that level.

"Now, a new round of great invasion is coming, and the waves sweeping across the Chaos Sea are just a precursor.

The abyss is still brewing, and when the time comes, we will face waves sweeping across the heavens and worlds, and the heavens suspended in the sea will all fall and be buried in the era of nothingness.

Then, a new era restarted, and some remaining seeds took root and sprouted, thrived, and the cycle went on and on, until the next big invasion came, and it was destroyed again, becoming an unknown past. "

Jiang Feng listened quietly, without saying a word, as if he was just a spectator, indifferent.

But when Yuehua vaguely informed him, he was keenly aware that the waves in the chaotic sea were getting bigger.

Pieces of sea water roared up, almost touching the many worlds floating above.

And there is a strange wind howling, as if to blow out all the light on the sea, with a cold dead silence.

"Unthinkable, unthinkable. Whatever you think about, there will be echoes. Even if it is expressed in our mouths, cutting off the causal connection, it will also affect the dark tide in the dark, and unpredictable changes will occur."

As Yuehua said, there was deep fear on her delicate and beautiful face.

The long river of time is changing, and she is denying what she said before, trying to delete that scene, and cut off the root cause of the unknown disaster.

Otherwise, if this continues, it is likely to cause unimaginable disaster consequences.

"interesting."

A change of expression finally appeared on Jiang Feng's face, and he looked at the chaotic sea with great interest, as if he was very interested.

He noticed that the timeline was vibrating, and countless causes and effects were contaminated with a cold breath, extending like a gangrene.

The concept has been distorted, Myriad Dao Time and Space has been frozen by the endless cold, and there are several extremely terrifying existences, who are following the slightest connection and descending across the sea of ​​chaos.

Not only the mention of Yuehua's words, but also his previous battle with the nine monsters awakened a deeper existence.

The obliteration of the nine-headed monster that symbolizes the product of the dark will undoubtedly angered the existence behind him, and wanted to eradicate Jiang Feng, a new heretic.

Chapter 283 : Huangquan River!

The waves are raging, and endless malice extends from the unknown along with the remaining thoughts of the two.

"The soul is back, the soul is back..."

"The hell is empty, the soul returns, the place where all souls end up, the eternal resting cave of the emperor."

"The soul enters the abyss, renews its new life, accumulates a new spirit, eras come and go, and bury the past."

In the sound of the waves, there were cold and hollow voices.

The sound of the wind whistling, like weeping and complaining, like the sacrifice of ghosts and gods, and like the whispers of evil gods, luring all living beings.

It seems to come from the other side of the other side, spanning time and space, chaotic and disorderly, trying to lead people into Jiuyou and Huangquan.

Just like the essence, it can bury all living beings and everything.

The long river of ancient years manifested, very misty and illusory, hovering between the virtual and the real in the sky of the chaotic sea, as if it was about to be snuffed out.

But there is no extinction, but the years and ancient history floating in it are all infected, as dark as ink, flowing with violence, bloodthirsty, and chaos

The sky and the earth are extremely dark, as deep as an eternal night, above the chaos, there is an inexplicable breath lingering.

The causal lines of timelines are moved one by one, as if to determine the orientation, to trace the source, to descend, to cover all here.

Bursts of incense rise from the sea water, fluttering and undulating, like a thick fog in the sea, ethereal and illusory.

Countless terrifying scenes circulated in the thick fog, and countless worlds were turned into dust.

It was a scene that had been covered in dust in the past, but it was revealed by an inexplicable magic power at this time.

In the lingering smog, it seemed to vaguely see thick shadows, outlining life and death.

Boundless depression is reflected from unknown places, and strands of black smog evaporate.

Jiang Feng stood up, his eyes pierced through reality, and multiverses were born in his eyes.

Superimpose hundreds of millions of weights, infinitely split and derive, evolve towards the ultimate, gather the only one.

He saw some terrifying pictures, a dim yellow river floating in front of a dark and majestic ancient temple.

Blooming death catastrophe flowers, the meaning of disaster and destruction blooms in it.

Yuehua stared solemnly at the picture on the Chaos Sea.

Obviously, their previous conversation touched a lot, involving the abyss.

Even if the connection was cut off, it was useless, but the source was traced and came to the door.

"These filthy things are everywhere, and the Chaos Sea is their breeding pool, and accidents happen suddenly at the slightest mention.

I suspect that they know your potential and want to kill it in advance, eradicate all possibilities, leaving no room for it. ~. "