On the bow of the Pengzhou, the light and color flowed, showing the image of a fleet of ships like the gods in myths and legends, majestic and magnificent.
Countless airships, each one as bright as the scorching sun, wander forever in the dark and endless void, searching for the origin of life and tracing back to the original secrets of all things.
The entire sky fleet is filled with a distant and ancient aura that transcends time, forming a torrent of power that makes everyone who sees this majestic image feel shaken, unable to restrain themselves, and deeply fascinated.
Shocking.
Zhu Jiu squinted his eyes, and the Dao lines loomed in his eyes. He could see through the truth, see through the origin, and focus on the center of the fleet.
There is a treasure ship with overwhelming golden light and vastness, which seems to be sailing in the heavens and the world, with everything centered on it.
This golden treasure ship is engraved with mountains, rivers and continents, the sun, the moon and stars. The golden river engraved on it is rushing and flowing, the stars rotate, the sun and the moon cycle, blooming light and heat, driving away the darkness.
Everything on the entire hull is real, and the land is so vast that a whole world is sealed on the ship.
On the earth engraved on the side of the ship, there are still faintly living creatures living and multiplying in it. The sun rises and the moon sets, passing on from generation to generation. They have no idea that the world they live in is carried on a ship.
Zhu Jiu was also shocked by the mythical scene that appeared in the picture. How powerful the ship must be to carry the whole world.
Zhu Jiu's eyes were bright, and he lingered on the countless textures on the hull, which seemed to explain the mystery of the true mechanism of all things.
Countless lines on the side of the ship flash from time to time, blooming with infinite light, shining on Kyushu, spreading thousands of rays of light like swords, piercing the void in front of the entire fleet, and the endless deep darkness is lit up, guiding the way forward for the entire fleet.
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Suddenly, light swayed in the cabin of the giant golden ship, which was as tall as a mountain. A solemn door of light opened, and a humanoid creature walked out of the cabin and came to the deck of the giant ship.
This living creature is surrounded by golden light, and its face cannot be seen, but it is so powerful that even the void cannot carry its body. He just stands there, as if standing at the intersection of different spaces, disappearing and appearing, his body is hazy and fairy-like.
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He stood on the deck, motionless for a long time, looking out into the deep void outside the ship. There was a faint sense of indescribable desolation and sadness that could not be extinguished forever through the air.
The aura of this powerful creature is very strange, with the energy of life and death swirling around its body at the same time. It does not look like a living creature. Rather, it looks like an evil thing coming out of a tomb, which is terrifying and frightening.
His figure suddenly disappeared, like a ghost, stepping out of the plywood of the mythical giant ship. He boarded other ships in the fleet, as if he was looking for something.
But the other ships were filled with eternal silence. No living creature appeared.
Finally, he returned to the golden treasure ship in the center of the fleet, muttered to himself, and said quietly: "They are all... dead!"
There was a deep coldness and gloominess in the voice, and there was also a sadness, carrying a torrential air of death, which was conveyed and dissipated through the picture, and was clearly perceived by Zhu Jiu.
In one sentence, the words are followed by the Dharma, and the heaven and the earth are influenced by the words. When the Dharma appears, it fluctuates, and operates according to the word "death" in his words, permeating and conveying the aura of death and decay. The Dharma can reach this point, which is an unimaginable myth.
realm.
Suddenly, the figure standing on the bow of the golden ship, with his aura covering the world in all directions, slowly turned his head, and a gaze penetrated and tore through the barriers of illusion, space, and time, and looked at Zhu Jiu who was peeping through the screen.
In an instant, Zhu Jiu felt cold all over his body, his hairs stood on end, and a heavy life force spread and invaded from the other side of the screen.
This wisp of death energy was irresistible, crushing the heavens for eternity. Zhu Jiu's expression changed with shock. He was almost unable to resist in front of this ray of death energy, but he did not lose his consciousness. He gave a light drink, circulated all his magic power to resist, and at the same time resisted.
Pengzhou sent a message to close the image of cutting off its bow.
At this moment, in the sea of consciousness, the corpse mirror suddenly became rippled and shimmered. The death energy that came through the sky seemed to have found an outlet, and was thrown into the treasure mirror in one breath, disappearing without a trace.
The scene of the mythical fleet sailing in the void began to collapse and disappear in the next moment, quietly fading away.
‘Huh’
The powerful figure let out a surprised sigh before the scene became illusory. It seemed that he did not expect that the deathly aura in his eyes would be resolved. It also seemed that he discovered the existence of the corpse mirror and was extremely shocked.
Just as Zhu Jiu was on tight guard, the picture displayed by Peng Zhou collapsed.
On the infinitely majestic golden ship, there was a symbol that suddenly shone, separated from the hull, carried the secret current, penetrated endless distances, and actually appeared in front of Zhu Jiu's eyes, manifesting reality and being directly imprinted on the Pengzhou.
After Pengzhou inherited this symbol, the hull buzzed, bursting out with light like a vast ocean. Countless symbols on the ship turned into nothingness, and then reappeared, staggered and reorganized, and roared loudly.
Click~~~
Above the two-story cabin, in a few breaths, it spreads and builds, and the mysterious energy flows, as if it is giving birth to a world, forming a third-level cabin, and many lines are interconnected, interpreting the magical machine, growing, and growing into a fourth level.
layer trends.
By this time, the influence of the ancient fleet on the front end of Pengzhou had completely dissipated, and the spatial fluctuations returned to normal.
Zhu Jiu looked thoughtful. When he looked at the picture shown by Pengzhou, he always thought that it was an image from a long time ago. It was restored because of Pengzhou's advancement, and then it appeared.
At this moment, Zhu Jiu suddenly realized that his understanding was not correct. Everything in the picture should be a real scene in a certain void, forming a projection and appearing in front of him.
That fleet has been wandering in ancient time and space for who knows how many years, but some of them are still alive. This scene seems to contain some kind of secret, which is both weird and horrifying!
An ancient emperor's empty fleet, a figure as powerful as a god, stepped out of the golden ship, coexisting with life and death...could it be that the emperor who died in the eternity, silent for endless years in some unknown void?
, can he be resurrected?
All sorts of thoughts ran through Zhu Jiu's mind, and he tried to seek answers from the Tianbang. The writing on the list immediately appeared:
"The golden ship is equivalent to an immortal weapon, and the figure in the picture is even more powerful. At this stage of this list, there is no way to trace it. With the help of the golden treasure ship's differentiation runes, Pengzhou will reach the level of low-grade Taoist weapons in one fell swoop.
, the power increases greatly, travels through the void, and quickly defeats lightning."
At this time, the last core pattern of Kunpeng's divine wings was completely attached to the core of the fruit, and they were inseparable from each other.
On the fruit core, there is a dynamic pattern of a golden and green Kunpeng. It is hovering in the clouds and mist, flying and moving, as if it is alive, living in the fruit core, vividly.
All the inheritance patterns inherited from the divine wings are engraved on the body of this Kunpeng. Its wings are fluttering, the secret talismans are shining, and it is swaying with every breath, as if it is shuttling through countless interfaces.
At this point, this inheritance is over, and the fruit core returns to the cabin of the Pengzhou, hidden in the belly of the ship. On the Pengzhou, the complex symbols reflected in the stars in the sky flicker several times, and gradually return to normal, no longer changing.
In the end, the fourth-level cabin was not completely generated, but the base was constructed, the formations overlapped, the Pengzhou exuded a thick ancient atmosphere, and the Tao currents diffused.
The entire ship was bathed in endless green light, and the golden symbol that came from the giant ship in the center of the mythical fleet, carrying the secret current, was imprinted on the bow of the Pengzhou.
Zhu Jiu was wary of the golden light symbol, and continued to explore it in his spiritual consciousness. No abnormal findings were found, and the Pengzhou was operating as usual.
Frowning, Zhu Jiu temporarily suppressed the doubts in his heart and conveyed his thoughts. The entire Pengzhou suddenly flipped, the symbols outlined and evolved, the Pengming sounded in the air, and the hull turned into a green roc.
It has a divine glow all over its body, and its feathers are engraved with countless symbols. Since it is a magical treasure inherited from Kunpeng, its whole body is densely covered with mysterious currents, and its aura is far more powerful than before.
The biggest change came from Qingpeng's eyes, which completely turned golden, with brilliance flowing and endless brilliance.
In the Qingpeng's golden eyes, the normal lines of runes are intertwined, the brilliance is blazing, shining like a torch, and it penetrates into the origin of all things. When it looks at the wall, its gaze actually passes through the wall, seeing through the air, and seeing through the scenes thousands of miles away from the outside world.
In the perspective of Qingpeng's golden eyes, over the small island where Zhu Jiu was hiding at this time, the shocking phenomena were gradually gathering, the sea of clouds dissipated, and the appearance of Kunpeng's ancestor looming in the clouds slowly faded away.
Immediately, Qing Peng gathered the golden light in his eyes, the vision dissipated, and jumped onto Zhu Jiu's shoulder, and he walked out.
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