Chapter 24, One thought of the gods and demons, the past becomes smoke!
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After waking up from his dream, he seemed to have remembered something. He was not panicking and was waiting calmly.
This is a world where birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, fairy lights are shining, holy lights are bursting, fairy treasures and divine materials are everywhere, and countless creatures live and work in peace and contentment.
Peace and tranquility changed, blood and flames filled the air, and what brought all this was the holy light that never sets!
He turned his eyes and saw that he was an angel with six wings and three eyes, but he no longer had soft and elegant eyes, no longer the tenderness of a god, only coldness and the madness of an old man with droopy white hair.
So, the angel began to wave the butcher knife, cutting off the divine eye that was bound to the believer. A trace of golden blood was on the bridge of his nose, and the golden thread turned into black mist.
The purple energy comes from the east again, and the brilliance still shines in the sky, but there is no sacred auspiciousness anymore.
The believers in the past used their weak offensive that was not worth mentioning, and the insects shook the trees, and the ants shook the sky!
Is this their last wail, cry, and plea?
"The devil's angel!" pierced the sky, the road rumbled, and the white-haired evil god became even more crazy and cold.
The follow-up was as Bai Meng speculated, the evil god was defeated by the "savior" and escaped from the Blue Secret Realm. He wanted to live another life and found the legendary shocking terrain, the blood-dropping unicorn!
He refined eight opponents and turned them into the most loyal slaves. He named himself the God's Source Stone Palace, used the terrain as a furnace, and the years as firewood, hoping to fight for the longevity of ghosts and immortals!
Endless years have passed, and generation after generation of splendid and heroic young heroes have fallen in the stone palace, eaten by blood in the killing array, devoured by ghost lanterns, and torn apart by his eight loyal slaves.
However, there is no immortal power of the extreme, and there is no eternal supreme secret realm. In the end, the blue secret realm was broken into countless pieces.
Until one day, a young man came here again. Bai Meng opened his eyes wide. He was an extremely ordinary man with an ordinary face, but he had an unspeakable aura, calm and reassuring, which could not be ignored.
He is the extremely young Emperor of the Void!!!
As expected of the Young Emperor, his eyes are shining like a dazzling galaxy, the ancient mirror above his head is filled with brilliant light, and the Milky Way is hanging down from the sky. He is holding a gray-black brick-shaped stone that is only as big as a palm.
With a slight scolding, the invisible void was compressed into a point, like a sword shining across the sky, flying across the stone palace, breaking the flow of the killing array.
Then, the boundless space collapsed, fluctuating and denting one after another, like one small world after another, and finally returned to the finger singularity, obliterating all the arrangements of the underground palace, leaving only the eight coffins in the stone palace.
Bai Meng was extremely excited. It was a great opportunity to watch the young emperor take action. It was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! It was a pity that he could not fight with him at the same level.
Bai Meng meditated and sat cross-legged, his body bathed in starlight, his hair fluttering, his eyes blooming with the divine rays of immortality, the composition secret was operating to the extreme, the infinite golden light flowed back billions of formations, deducing and comprehending the charm of the void avenue.
For a long time, blood overflowed from his divine eyes. Bai Meng's face turned pale and he sighed. Time and space are indeed the most difficult avenues to understand. Even if someone develops the method, they can only understand it for a moment.
Stars are moving around me, as if I have arrived in the vast universe. My whole body is dark and cold, and the starlight dotted around me cannot shake off the loneliness.
Bai Meng saw a huge tree in the sky, shrouded in mysterious moonlight, billions of starlight falling, black and yellow chaos filling the air, hazy and illusive.
"Dream Dao Demonic Tree!"
Bai Meng suddenly thought of the last record in the miscellaneous chapter of the Book of Dreams: The Dream Demon Tree attracts starlight and leads people into dreams. It forms a world of mortals within its body. It is called the dream tree under the starlight by various tribes!
"Did you pass the Dream Book to me? Or was it your master's or predecessor's?
You were also the one who was tested by the Great Emperor last time, right? Is this also the reason why my harvest is different from others?" Bai Meng muttered to himself as if no one else was around. This was not an outlet for his confusion and fear since his rebirth.
But no one answered, and the Dream Demonic Tree didn't reply either. Finally, Bai Meng slowly fell into sleep again and fell into the lonely and cold starry sky.
When he woke up again, Bai Meng recalled the familiar feeling with the help of soil affinity.
"wc, I'm buried again. Please get me out next time. The pond is much better than this."
Bai Meng was not as pretentious as in the dream. Instead, he was very heart-warming. He cursed and greeted her as soon as he woke up.
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"I didn't expect that the ancestral land of the demon clan would be so dangerous. Seventy percent of the monks who went there died."
"Sigh, if it weren't for the Saint Son-level figures having more backup and the heirs of the Ji family sacrificing a certain ancient artifact, I'm afraid many Saint Son figures would also have perished."
"But what's even more miraculous is the Demon God Flower. In the end, there was no trace and disappeared under the eyes of all the geniuses." The man lowered his voice and whispered,
"Some people speculate that the monk named Qingwan took it away in a shocking incident."
"No way, he is just a young monk who has just entered the Taoist palace..."
Bai Meng held the scriptures in his hands and eavesdropped quietly. He had left the Stone Palace for several days. The old man was still very capable. Almost none of the sacred treasures in the Stone Palace were left behind. (Woo-woo)
There was only one scripture left, "The Divine Power of Holy Glory". In the past few days, he traveled as fast as he could and finally arrived at the place where the monks had established their home.
Hearing that Wan Qing was fine, he couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief and left quietly.
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The blue south is vast and vast, with towering mountains and hundreds of caves and heavens.
There are many mysteries here, countless. There are traces of the young ancient emperor, and there are also rumors of the remnants of the ancient races of the past.
The land is boundless, and the fairy spirit is soaring into the sky. In this vast and wild ancient forest, the mountains stretch endlessly and can reach the height of the clouds.
The rivers formed into strips, like dragons entrenched, gushing out, spanning tens of thousands of miles.
There are countless monks, and Taoist palaces and wheelhouses are gathered together into one piece.
A figure walked silently in this wild ancient land, holding a Taoist scroll in his hand, his starry eyes shining brightly, and his body golden lotus and colorful clouds surging, as if he was evolving the supreme road.
But the monks passing by him turned a blind eye, as if they couldn't detect anything unusual about this person.
Bai Mengyou admired from his heart:
"Holy King Yao Nie is worthy of being an ancient holy king. The Ancient Scripture of Longevity may not be good at fighting, but the nourishing plants and trees, hiding in the mountains and forests are really amazing, and they are not weaker than some of the hidden secrets in the Dream Book."
He gained so much from this trip to the secret realm, and Bai Meng knows how to bite off more than he can chew.
In the past few days, he had followed his own will and wandered freely in the secret realm. While comprehending the ancient scrolls and the rhymes along the path, he had confirmed himself and digested what he had gained recently.
"Um?"
As if he sensed something, Bai Meng stopped, his delicate face a little confused, and strange phenomena scattered around his body, returning to divine power.
He raised his eyes and looked out into the distance. There were mountains in front of him, and the ancient aura was raging. Although the aura was dense and the Taoist charm was innate, compared with other places, it was more mixed and difficult to separate and comprehend.
And in a plain, many monks gathered and sat cross-legged. It seemed that it was not just a day or two.