Although it was the second time he had used the technique of forgetting, compared to the last time, Ye Dong's strength had been significantly improved. Coupled with his Eye of the Avenue, this time, he suddenly saw the ancient simplicity in the air.
And the vicissitudes of Taoist patterns turned into silk threads, overwhelming the sky and the earth, completely covering the entire elephant-shaped mountain range.
At this moment, everything around and inside the mountain range is entangled by these threads, falling into a state of stagnation. Naturally, everyone in the mountain range, regardless of whether they can see
, still hiding in the dark, also surrounded by endless threads.
And these threads, as if they were all-pervasive, penetrated along everyone's eyebrows and came into their souls. Each thread bound an invisible piece of nothingness.
As the silk threads were bound, confusion suddenly appeared on everyone's faces and eyes, and everyone stood there blankly as if they had lost their souls.
The whole process was extremely short, from the time Ye Dong uttered those four words to when these people fell into confusion, it took no more than three breaths.
"Walk!"
Ye Dong flicked his sleeves and directly rolled up the demon's soul. He took one step and came to the stone monument.
There were eight old men standing around the stele. It was obvious that they all saw Ye Dong, but there was no focus at all in their eyes. They seemed to have forgotten their mission and just stared at Ye Dong as he swaggered into the stele.
independent world.
Seeing this scene, the demon envoy was frightened. It was impossible to imagine how Ye Dong was able to control so many people at the same time in such a short period of time.
He entered the stone monument unimpeded and came to an independent world.
The area of this world is not large, and there is nothing else except a vortex in the center that is constantly circling and emitting little bits of light.
"This is it!" the demon envoy hurriedly shouted: "Senior, this is the entrance to the Conferred God War. Only the pure blood of God can enter. Please give your body back to me, so that I can lead you..."
Before he could finish his words, Ye Dong, who thought for a moment, had already strode towards the whirlpool.
Without any hindrance, Ye Dong easily stepped into the whirlpool. After a burst of bright and colorful colors flashed before his eyes, the surrounding scene gradually became clearer.
His spiritual thoughts swept around, and Ye Dong clearly uttered a few words in his mouth: "Zhan Shen Zhan, I am back again!"
…
Just as Ye Dong led the demon envoy into the whirlpool, as the demon envoy said, all the gods who left their divine power in the vortex felt it.
This is a world full of dazzling gold. Everything here, whether it is the sky, the earth, or even the river, has only one color - gold!
In the center of the world, stands a large cauldron with three legs and two ears that is over a hundred feet high. Around the cauldron, there are about hundreds of people standing. Everyone has a fearful face and a trembling body, but they all behave like well-behaved people.
Like a kitten, it dared not move.
Because above the cauldron, standing in the sky was a majestic middle-aged man wearing a golden robe, and even his hair was golden.
All his mind was immersed in the cauldron beneath him, where there was a ball of golden color that was more dazzling than the sun, constantly rotating along a special trajectory.
Suddenly, the middle-aged man smiled coldly, and for the rare moment he retracted his gaze that had been staring at the cauldron, raised his head and looked in a certain direction, and said in a deep voice: "Jin Wei! After seizing the Tiger Soul Axe, kill Ye Dong. !”
As his words fell, in a world within the Conferred God War, a young man with a cold expression and blond hair looked at the monk in front of him who was wearing a moon-white monk's robe, and nodded silently. .
At the same time, a solemn voice suddenly sounded in the golden world: "Golden God, I can give you the Tiger Soul Axe, but that monk belongs to me!"
The middle-aged man in golden robes, who was called the Golden God, seemed to have a flash of fear in his eyes, and said softly: "Don't worry, even if Jin has great courage, he will not compete with you Buddhas! I have long ago I told Jin Wei not to harm that monk!"
More gods opened their eyes at this moment, and rays of light that seemed to be able to tear the world apart lit up in the entire sky.
A monster with three different beast heads but a human body suddenly raised its three heads to the sky and let out three different beast roars.
On one of the heads shaped like a wolf, a scarlet tongue stretched out and licked its lips. There was a monstrous greed in the six pairs of eyes, as if talking to itself. , and as if to tell the world, he spit out six words in unison from his three bloody mouths: "That wolf is mine!"
In a world with only endless oceans, in the deepest part of the ocean floor, an extremely beautiful woman stretched lazily, stretched out her slender jade hands, patted her mouth gently, and slapped her. Yawning, he said slowly: "That snow fox, and that Fang Cheng, are mine!"
"Water God, is your appetite too big? Fang Cheng can be forgiven for giving it to you, but it seems that the snow fox should be given to me!"
In the originally calm sea water, another woman's voice suddenly sounded.
This voice carried a chilling air, and wherever it went, it actually froze all the sea water into ice!
A blue light flashed in the eyes of the beautiful woman, and the newly frozen seawater around her immediately returned to its original state. She smiled slightly and said: "Ice God, don't forget, the ice element is just a derivative of my water element. Don't you think so?" Do you really want to fight me?"
"Why don't you dare!"
However, at this moment, there was a gentle man's voice like the spring breeze blowing on his face: "You two sisters, how about giving me that snow fox?"
The sound of this voice immediately made Shui Shen and the other woman shut their mouths. After a while, Shui Shen showed a charming smile and said: "Since Brother Huan Shen wants it, then the little girl will naturally give it up."
"Then I'll thank Sister Bing first!"
In the sea of red fire, an old man with red face, red hair and red beard, whose whole body was covered with flames, coughed lightly, and spit out a string of sparks from his mouth and said: "I am getting old. If I want to rely on my old age, I have to do it." Between the two of them, one is Zhu Yu and the other is the little guy who knows the formation. I think there should be no one who can argue with an old man like me?"
There was silence for a while, and just when a proud smile appeared on the old man's face, suddenly a voice full of vicissitudes came faintly: "Vulcan, Zhu Yu can give it to you, but I want the little guy who knows the formation. !”
"Taoist God..."
Although a trace of anger flashed across the old man's face, he finally nodded helplessly after highlighting these two words.
In this way, the gods in Shenxiao Tian, because Ye Dong once again entered the battle of gods, began to compete for the targets they had long fancied.