In three days, an extremely powerful chaotic life was born. He has a height of millions of kilometers and a thickness of hundreds of thousands of kilometers. His whole body is shrouded in super rich power of laws. It doesn't matter what he looks like anymore. His identity determines everything.

As soon as he woke up, he made a unique roar. Each syllable of the roar had a powerful and complete Taoist rhyme, and every move was rich in the power of heaven and earth.

To be honest, this chaotic life was just born, and its strength reached the level of a high-level law god, almost comparable to ten Qushangs. (Note: Different laws have different priority, for example, the priority of the immortal magic law is at the forefront, and the sword law 4.0 is bound to be lower than the immortal magic law)

But this is not the case, because when chaos evolved, it also evolved a chaotic weapon for this chaotic life. This thing is even larger and has a length of millions of kilometers, and is also set up to create the world.

At this time, Chaos Life roared, and the sound was as rhythmic as thunder. The golden flowers of the Dao were blooming. At the same time, the Chaos weapon was activated, and the classic plot was about to be staged.

But the 09 trumpet, who was in the game, did not dare to be negligent at all. He used the resources he had secretly obtained before to narrow down as much as possible, and then hid it in the hair of the chaotic life. He originally thought he could hold on, but as the roar of the chaotic life became louder and faster, the laws of the Dao evolved more and more powerfully, he was bounced out directly.

This is thanks to the fact that this chaotic life is still a defective product, otherwise he could escape the previous chaotic evolution. At this moment, with the light of protecting the body, he would be crushed to pieces and his soul would be scattered.

At this moment, he still had the energy to fly towards the chaotic weapon and quickly hid in a pattern that was dozens of kilometers deep. This was the most correct place to hide, because the next thing was to create the world, and everything in the entire chaos would be super optimized by Chaos Life and Chaos Weapons.

"So noisy!"

"So boring!"

"So hateful!"

The roar in Chaos Life's mouth gradually had a specific concept. This process was like a little chicken finally regaining her talent for eating rice and drinking water after she emerged from the shell. Since the 09 trumpet is now equivalent to the same origin as Chaos, he can understand it.

Next, as expected, the Chaos Life's big hands groped around, and suddenly a huge law storm broke out in the entire Chaos, and then the Chaos weapon came to his hands.

"Drink! I want this day..."

"Drink! I want this place..."

The roar was like thunder, as if something was wrong, but it was not important. The Chaos Life was chaotic and chaotic weapon was turbulent, and the whole chaos was boiling. The 09 trumpet didn't care about going to the show to eat melons, just carried it tightly and endured it. As long as this level passed, he would not only be the innate creature in this plane, but also at least a law demigod. Well, I dare not steal too much, otherwise the ancient god's "game" would be seen at first glance.

Finally, chaos opened, and with the rise of clear energy, 1,800 prototype roads flew up, forming the universe stars, sun, moon and sky.

As the turbid air declines, there are still 1,800 prototypes of the roads falling, forming the alternating chakras of spring, summer, autumn and winter laws.

But there are still countless chaos residues that have not been optimized. They fall to the ground like meteors, turning into innate spiritual treasures, as well as innate creatures that will be nurtured in no time.

This also includes 09 trumpet.

At this time, as expected, the chaotic life that created the world was exhausted from the underdevelopment. The huge body fell down with a bang. Before he could completely lose his confidence, his body was controlled by another force and quickly turned into countless innate creatures.

09 The trumpet looked at it, and he didn't dare to breathe. He finally knew why the ancient god's "game" had to speed up the evolution of chaos and accelerate the process of creating the world. Look at this innate creature race, it is clearly a weapon created based on the Thousand-Handed Shura clan that can perfectly restrain the sword immortal.

Maybe they still have various fatal flaws, but as long as there is one thing, it is to restrain the sword immortal. Look at the extreme defense, which is clearly evolved to fight against high-pressure sword energy.

"I don't know the subject, ah, what did that guy Zhang Yang do, and it actually revealed such a big flaw? It made the ancient god game want to take the opportunity to mess with him, but nothing to do with me?" The 09 trumpet thought, then continued to observe and tried its best to suppress the impulse in his heart.

Let me go, from now on, my surname is Yang and my name is Chigua. What if I don’t accept it?

Next, let’s continue to live in vain and get enough benefits. Then, while the battle between the two sides is a battle, wouldn’t it be nice to go back to the Sword Immortal World to be a free and easy invisible boss?

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Sword Immortal in the world,

It was the scorching sun, and Mu Shaoan sat comfortably on the lounge chair, drinking a few beards while holding a few beards. It was very comfortable.

It feels so comfortable without that big cousin making trouble and pulling his legs at any time.

Now, in addition to the Qingmu Heaven and Earth and the Sword Immortal Hall, even the temporary authority of the World Tree is in his hands.

Oh, scored two-thirds.

After all, Li Guohuai and Jiang Rong next door don’t seem to be too stupid. They can fool them before they are promoted to the God of Law. Now they have to deal with them fairly.

But even so, it is easier to deal with a hundred smart people than to deal with a big fool.

"Ah Yeh!"

Just when Mu Shaoan had a thousand steps in one second, nine hearts were born, and he planned the future at the speed of handling 987 things per second, his nose suddenly itched, and a sneeze suddenly interrupted all his thoughts.

He subconsciously threw out two pieces of Destiny chess piece and landed on the giant Tongtian Destiny chessboard not far away. The next second he was like an old cat with a broken tail, and then he jumped up and landed directly on the huge Destiny chessboard that was tens of thousands of meters high and thousands of kilometers. His eyes were staring like two balls!

"What the hell? The near-death killing game! I'll kill you, why is this happening? Could it be that Fatty Zhang is giving me blood again?"

Mu Shaoan was so angry that he blew his beard and glared at him, then quickly took out a monster insect with a flamboyant face from his chest and stabbed it hard one hundred and eighty times. Then he seemed to remember something and calculated with his fingers.

I got together and was injured by accident.

My cousin is so good this time? No, he has no idea about the crisis. Such a grasshopper leg is ancient god, please go find a big rooster to break it by yourself.

"Uh, no response?"

Mu Shaoan took out the strange insect in his heart again. He was really not taking personal revenge. He just wanted to remind Zhang Yang in this way, come back quickly, the disaster is coming!

After blinking, he carefully pointed at the monster insect in front of him, and poked eighteen extremely gently, and the knife penetrated his back.

The monster whimpered silently, and the black blood flowed a lot, but the flamboyant face on it still didn't open its eyes, as if it wasn't a curse.

"I'll make up, my cousin is ruthless, I'm convinced."

After sighing, Mu Shaoan had to put away the curse monster in his heart. It seemed that Fatty Zhang was trapped in the dream dimension for something. Hey, why did you say this? You can't die if you don't do anything!

But this time Fatty Zhang took away six laws and Mahayana, millions of main sword immortals, and his family was not ordinary emptiness. I don’t know where this crisis came from?

"I'm unlucky!"

Mu Shaoan cursed and began to deduce it with a brand new board of destiny.

What he didn't know was that at this moment, on the throne in the Sword Immortal Hall, a piece of strange purple wood was quietly placed there, and there were hundreds of shocking large holes on it. Through these holes, a line of small characters could be vaguely seen.

"The subject is not at home, so I have to find a housekeeper if I have something to do."
Chapter completed!