"Dark restricted area, Star Dragon Cave, Snow White True Dragon..."
In the Purple Gold Dragon Palace under the dark sky, Hong Yuan, the ‘Emperor of Creation’, narrowed his eyes.
At this moment, he was tapping the document gently, lost in thought.
Previously, when he helped Jian Shen Bo Qing to subdue the will of Yu Ming's world and achieve another kind of enlightenment, he felt a familiar trace in the will of Yu Ming's world.
The Way of Taiyin!
The way of the sun!
Moreover, this trace is a unique Dao trace that was born out of the world of martial arts and has personal characteristics.
"Han Jiuming, could it be you?"
At this moment, Hong Yuan felt a little hesitant.
If it was really Han Jiuming who was reincarnated, he would definitely be able to identify it.
However, the origins of the snow-white dragon and Han Jiuming are very similar, but they are completely opposite.
"No matter what, he is definitely related to Han Jiuming!"
Hong Yuan exhaled softly, already having a decision in his heart.
Yes or no.
Under the mighty force of the torrent of time, the snow-white true dragon will inevitably show its heels.
Hong Yuan was not at all anxious to get to the bottom of it.
No matter how long the life of the Dark Lord can be extended, can his lifespan be longer than that of the immortal martial arts practitioners?
Haha, joke!
…
Years pass.
The white horse passed through the gap.
Three hundred years have passed by in a hurry, and earth-shaking changes have taken place within the world of martial arts.
Especially after Hong Yuan opened up the world of dreams and the rhyme of ancient evil spirits, each practitioner gained this blessing, and their attainments in the genre simply advanced by leaps and bounds, one day at a time, which was very exaggerated.
However, since most of the origin of the world of martial arts was absorbed by Hongyuan, it is still a bit difficult to use the origin of world of martial arts to maintain the rank of the original world.
Therefore, if you want Wujie Tiandi to provide a superior practice environment for practitioners, it is just too fanciful.
Unless Hong Yuan is willing to sacrifice himself, but that is unrealistic!
Therefore, although the attainments of each cultivator have greatly improved, the difficulty for them to overcome the tribulation has also become more difficult!
Ever since, under such an environment, the desire of the people in the martial arts world to explore the outer world has become stronger and stronger.
They don't want to perish under the catastrophe!
Red Sun Demon Kingdom.
In the palace, there are a large number of spiritual plants, fairy grass, exotic flowers and fruits.
Here, it is like a fairyland in heaven, full of ethereal atmosphere.
"Your Majesty, the Sage of Lishan has committed suicide in order to avoid disaster and save his life."
"Alas, the power of disaster is becoming more and more terrifying. Here in Nanshan County, saints have also killed themselves one after another and stopped pursuing the great road..."
The Red Dragon Palace is magnificent.
‘Snow Dragon’ Ji Qingxue and ‘Autumn Cicada’ Wei Qin are reporting on many matters within the Scarlet Sun Demon Kingdom, and the situation is not optimistic.
Beside the jade platform, Li Jianqiu picked up volumes of alchemy books one after another, and a trace of melancholy flashed across his beautiful and fair face.
Even a seventh-level saint like Lishan Saint, who had extraordinary fighting power in the same situation, was afraid of the power of disaster and had to kill himself.
And if she, a quasi-emperor like Li Jianqiu, encounters a catastrophe, one can imagine how tragic it will be.
"Tianwaitian...Emperor, is this also your plan?"
After a long time, Li Jianqiu put down the alchemy book and stood up.
She walked out of the small hall, her figure was outstanding, and her red dress made her look stunning.
But now, she was staring blankly at the sky.
Does she really have a chance to compete with the Emperor of Creation in this life?
Bang bang bang...
Big raindrops fell densely, heavy and powerful.
This sudden heavy rain suddenly turned the dry sea area into a capital of water.
In front of Xuanjiao Palace, which is the core of Lingku Sea Area, the water surface was violently hit by raindrops.
"The rain is getting heavier and heavier. What will the rain look like outside the sky?"
The Demon Saint Xuanjiao stood outside Xuanjiao Palace, looking at the dark sky in the distance, extremely curious.
"Ahem..." Suddenly, a violent coughing sound came from inside the palace.
The Xuanjiao Demon Saint quickly gathered his spirits and left quickly.
Inside the palace, Wan Xuerou was lying on the bed, and her two proud children Xuan Xi and Xuandong Ming were waiting on her left and right.
Wan Xuerou's injury is extremely special and difficult to treat with medicine or stone.
Of course, this is also related to the fact that her daughter Xuan Xi, who is quite old and does not know her own abilities, bravely broke through the situation.
the other side.
Dragon Holy Land.
Mysterious space.
The Nine-tailed Crocodile Dragon, Babel Tower Artifact Spirit and Taiyin Virtual Mirror Artifact Spirit gather here.
At this moment, their emotions were extremely complicated, with both expectation and fear.
Because they already know that all sentient beings' thoughts are gathered together, and the Emperor of Creation is about to embark on a journey to the outer world.
"Holy Lord, will you really be waiting for us in some world in the outer world?" the nine-tailed crocodile dragon couldn't help but ask.
"Dad, he should still be alive..." The Babel Tower Artifact Spirit hesitated slightly.
"Yes, dad will definitely wait for us in Tianwaitian!" Taiyin Virtual Mirror Artifact Spirit insisted, directly interrupting the Babel Tower Artifact Spirit's words.
…
The scenery of the North is covered in ice and snow.
On this day, the black sky that attracted the attention of everyone in the martial arts world was shaken once again.
A terrifying aura flowed, and various magnificent visions appeared, heading straight to the Middle-earth Divine Continent.
In the Divine Continent of Middle-earth, there are many dragon god sacrificial temples. It is the core place of Overlord and other ninety-nine and eighty-one fierce monsters, gathering the power of all living beings.
In the towering Kunlun Snow Mountains, chaos exploded, starlight shattered, and space was rapidly distorting.
A black hole vortex also slowly took shape.
Then, a slightly elongated purple-gold figure walked out slowly.
And with the appearance of this purple-gold figure, the light between heaven and earth suddenly became fainter.
Even the beings in the martial arts world all knelt down and worshiped, with extremely fanatical expressions, and they all shouted:
"Emperor!"
This sound was like an overwhelming force, so majestic that it could shake the sky.
Eventually, the black hole condenses and stabilizes.
And that purple-gold figure stood on the top of the snow-capped mountains, overlooking all living beings.
He wears a purple and gold dragon robe, has a handsome face, and a tall and straight posture, like a spear or a sword.
His white hair spreads down his shoulders like a waterfall, and his red eyes are as if stars are flowing, and the world seems to be disillusioned and revived.
To be continued...