But no matter how he deduced, the result he got was... false.

What was created, according to anime, are just two similar flowers.

"It seems that I am still too weak. I can't even achieve true resurrection without refining the false to become true. Could it be that I can only create a beggar's version of the underworld?"

Qi Yuan was a little sad.

He is already the Divine Infant True Monarch living in a bungalow. How embarrassing would it be if he created a beggar's version of the underworld?

It is estimated that junior sister Jiang Lingsu will dislike him.

"Looks like I have to blackmail this game."

When the Liufeng Realm was still the Mortal Heart Realm, Qi Yuan often blackmailed Tiandao and gained a lot.

He looked up at the sky and became disappointed again.

"There is no way in this bullshit world!"

If there is no way of heaven, how can we blackmail?

As for replacing it?

Forget it, he's not interested in this.

"But if you have time, you can discuss it with your daughter. She is visualizing Hou Tu, and she should know a lot about the underworld." Qi Yuan thought this way.

"Lord God!" At this moment, a voice sounded.

A headless, burly body appeared and stood beside Qi Yuan.

Although he was trying his best to suppress it, Qi Yuan could still feel the powerful and surging fighting spirit.

If it is not suppressed and this fighting spirit is allowed to boil over, all the creatures in the Origin Land may explode and die.

This is the power of Yangshen.

It can be said that each of Qi Yuan's current divine infants has the strength to swallow the land of origin.

However, they were always respectful in front of Qi Yuan, just like they were in Qingshui Village.

"Master Ling Zhong, you are here, how was your discussion?" Qi Yuan looked at the headless ancient god.

The Great Lord Ling Zhong has lived an extremely long time, participated in the Battle of Hongtang, and even met the Virgin Mary.

Later, he gave Qi Yuan the "fish" that the Virgin Mary left to Qi Yuan, and also gave Qi Yuan the Devouring Original Body.

The concept method he obtained was from the God of War Xingtian.

It represents endless fighting spirit and... perseverance.

Although Qi Yuan came to the place of origin, he still thought that he could return to the place of ending at any time.

Leave this matter to them.

What Qi Yuan asked was if he wanted to return to the place of the end, how should he go back?

"Suddenly, the two emperors said that they could become a bridge in the flesh and build it across the Black Sea to communicate with the past and the future.

If you need it, the two of you can carry you at any time," Xing Tian said.

The two emperors of Shu and Hu are also powerful ancient gods in Qi Yuan's concept.

These two are respectively the Emperor of the South Sea and the Emperor of the North Sea.

It existed before Pangu opened heaven.

In Qi Yuan's memory, suddenly, the two emperors and Chaos were good friends.

Chaos is formless, formless, and integrated.

Suddenly, the two emperors became very happy with Chaos, so they opened seven orifices for Chaos.

A hole will be dug every day, and he will die in chaos in seven days.

Suddenly, the two emperors mastered powers similar to time and space.

In this special game, you become a bridge that can connect the past and the future.

Of course, this has something to do with the background of the game.

There is a strong connection between the place of origin and the place of end.

Of course, if the two emperors suddenly reach the realm imagined by Qi Yuan, they may not be limited to this world.

"Not bad, not bad, Blue Star has many capable people!" Qi Yuan was quite excited, "I will look for them when I need them, so just step back and tell others to practice hard and improve their strength. Maybe... there will be a tough battle.

beat."

"Yes." Lingzhong signaled by "lowering his head" and his figure disappeared.

Qi Yuan was the only one left in the hall.

About an hour later, a voice sounded and spread throughout the hall.

"Brother Qi Yuan, the battle of ancestral blood has begun, please move forward."

"good."

After Qi Yuan finished speaking, his figure flashed, and when he reappeared, he appeared on a high tower.

The tower is 30,000 feet high, with a circular platform at the top that is as big as a city.

The building under the tower is the place of trial for the ancestral blood battle.

Now, thirty-six thrones appear on the platform.

I don’t know what material the throne is made of, but there seems to be dried blood on it.

More than thirty martial masters took their seats.

Every warrior master is filled with mysterious gas, which obscures their appearance.

There are three thrones, the highest one is larger and reflected in the clouds.

Black Deer is in the middle, Qi Yuan is on the left, and a female warrior master is on the right.

The three of them are sitting on the throne, and there is a layer of mysterious mist between them, making it difficult for people to see clearly.

"Since all the martial masters are here, please sit here quietly and take a look at this ancestral blood battle to see if there are any good seedlings worth cultivating.

If you like him, it wouldn't be a bad idea to accept him as his disciple." Martial Master Black Deer said with a smile.

"I took a quick look and found that there were no good seeds. Without deliberate cultivation, none of them would be able to reach the level of a great warrior master based on their qualifications." An old man looked disgusted, "Today's descendants are getting more and more crotchless.

Already."

"This is inevitable." A martial master lamented, "When a disaster occurs, the bloodline is actually broken. Without the scrolls of mountains and seas, with their thin bloodline, it would be a martial spirit."

"Indeed, it's not their fault."

"If the world cannot be restarted, I'm afraid we will all be extinct, and the descendants of our bloodline will have even less hope."

"We must complete Dongjun's request, otherwise... we will have no chance!"

"Yes, Dongjun is the only hope!"

The voice of the martial master in the audience became firmer.

It seems that Dongjun is their unwavering faith.

Qi Yuan looked calm and glanced at Martial Master Heilu: "You have great trust and admiration for Dongjun."

There was a hint of respect and emotion in Heilu's eyes: "If you had met Dongjun, you would be like us. He is the most trustworthy and trustworthy person I have ever seen...

He is also the only and only remaining hope in this world.

If he hadn't appeared, the place of origin would have been gone long ago. The pictures of mountains and seas and the place of end would have been nothing more than a dream. I'm afraid we would have been withered bones in the graves.

No, I'm afraid there won't even be a tomb or a single skeleton left.

Therefore, we old guys, as well as the little guys below, all living creatures still alive in this world owe Dongjun a favor."

"Dong Jun's kindness will never end in a lifetime." Qi Yuan smiled.

Heilu's expression became serious: "Mr. Qi, Dongjun is not joking!

When you meet Dongjun, or in other words, when Dongjun's wall is opened, and you hear Dongjun's voice, you will understand what kind of man he is.

To be honest, at first, when others praised Dongjun and praised him to the sky, I didn’t believe it. How could there be such a person in the world?

When I saw Dongjun, I felt ashamed.

I was wrong and I feel guilty for my narrow-mindedness."

"Interesting, interesting. I would like to take a look at this Dongjun now and see what his settings are like." A ray of curiosity arose in Qi Yuan's heart.

These people are very fanatical about Dongjun.

And Qi Yuan could also see that their spirits were not affected, and this kind of fanaticism was spontaneous.
Chapter completed!