"grown ups……!!"

Calamity and fate struggled desperately, but under the dual suppression of Qingmu and the ultimate continental will, they could not struggle to escape.

Qingmu waved.

Suddenly, ancient altars rose in the sea of ​​origin, each altar had the same specifications, and an extremely strange aura rose and fell in it.

Kakka--

The chains moved, suppressing disasters and destiny toward an altar.

And in Qingmu's hands, three groups of origin also appeared.

A ball of light flashed with three thousand lights, shaking the three thousand great roads, belonging to the three thousand Taoists, that is, Hongjun!

A ball of light is sacred, and the rules of light shine on the heaven and earth, and belong to the sacred Taoist.

A slim mass, as if there were countless creatures hidden in it, belonging to the Primitive Heavenly Emperor.

The origin of the three groups trembled and flew towards the three altars.

The dying Taoist Hunyuan, who was unconscious on the side, also flew to an altar.

In an instant, six of the nine altars already had their masters.

"The rules of force, rules of creation, rules of order..."

Qingmu whispered, three thousand black hairs moved with the wind, her eyes were calm, and through the sea of ​​origin and through the endless void, it seemed as if she had seen Pangu on the Ultimate Continent and the order inside the Great Xiatian Court.

"And, Master..."

A low self-talk came out and slowly dissipated.

Six brilliant pillars of light rushed up from the six altars and poured into her body!

The rules of robbery, the rules of fate, the rules of Tao, the rules of light, the rules of clone, and the rules of Hunyuan.

The power of six rules surged around her.

This is the most original power!

...

On the Ultimate Continent Wudao Mountain.

Pangu sat cross-legged quietly with his hair disheveled.

Around his body, there are two forces of rules surging violently and perfectly fusion.

One is the rule of force.

Another type is the rule of creation that belongs to the Qing Emperor.

At the last moment, the Qing Emperor gave him all his origins.

The rules of force grow rapidly under the fertility rules.

His aura became more and more terrifying.

Moreover, shrouded by the power of two rules, the Pangu axe floating beside him also faintly revealed a sharp aura far superior to the previous one.

"Well? Who is spying on me?"

Just as Qing Mu looked at him, there was no turmoil on his face, but his heart was shocked.

With his cultivation, plus the rules of power and the rules of creation, who can spy on him?

Even Hongjun is impossible!

"In the last infinite disaster, my understanding of the ultimate continent is just the tip of the iceberg."

"This continent has too many secrets and too many strong people."

Pangu sighed lightly, not following who the other party was, but instead understood the rules of power and the rules of creation with all his strength.

Even after gradually mastering the supreme power of the two rules fusion.

...

In the Great Zhentian Courtyard, Ying Zheng sat on the dragon throne, looking at the empty temple hall, his face was cold.

There was almost nothing in one battle!

After pondering for a long time, he tore open the space and headed to Duidaozhou.

This is a mysterious place.

Isolated from the outside world.

But there are eight colors flashing.

"Huh? Someone actually came? Where this bird doesn't poop, will anyone come?"

As soon as he appeared, Ying Zheng heard a humble voice coming.

He looked at the big gray turtle with his eyes standing up in front of him with his stingy eyebrows and rat eyes.

"Huh? It's you? Xiao Masako!"

The big turtle's voice revealed a sense of surprise, but it still couldn't hide the scent of slutty.

Xiao Masako?

Ying Zheng's mouth twitched.

Ignoring this unscrupulous turtle, he spoke solemnly: "Ying Zheng, please see fellow Taoist Fuxi!"

"Come here."

A calm, but seemingly majestic voice came from the front.

Ying Zheng walked forward.

Not long after, he saw a scene ahead that shocked him.

A continent with a radius of only tens of billions of miles is suspended in the void.

This continent flashed with eight colors of light, and eight kinds of power surged in it, unparalleled.

This is not what shocked him.

What shocked him was that this continent was exactly the same as the ultimate continent!

Apart from being too small, there is almost no difference!

"Um?"

He looked down at the mainland and was stunned again.

There are two figures with a similarity of more than 90% sitting opposite each other. Both of them have eight kinds of light hanging in the air, forming the shape of the Eight Trigrams behind them, and their aura is extremely strong.

"Fuxi, Daxia, has met fellow Taoist Ying Zheng."

One of them nodded with a smile.

Great Xia Fuxi!

Ying Zheng was a little aware.

He also knew about the establishment of the ten ancestor gods of Daxia.

But he did not expect that Fuxi, who was one of the ten great ancestor gods in Daxia, had a terrifying aura at this time, and it was not weaker than the fifth level of heaven!

What's going on?

"Fellow Daoist Ying Zheng, come to my residence, what's the matter?"

Another spoke.

"Fellow Taoist Fuxi, can there be a way to save my great ministers?"

Ying Zheng took out a ball, and there was a small world inside, Meng Tian, ​​Shang Yang, Wang Jian, and Lu Buwei's ministers all sleeping in it.

He looked solemn.

Fuxi was silent for a moment and said, "Just be reincarnated."

"Reincarnation?"

Ying Zheng frowned.

After reincarnation, it is equivalent to re-cultivating.

This is too difficult for the ministers of Dazhen.

They are no more than the ministers of Daxia. They have helped the heavenly reincarnation plate along the way, and there are also various strange objects of reincarnation. They have practiced to the fourth level of heaven in just tens of thousands of years.

The ministers of Dazhen have reached their current state, but have practiced for tens of billions and hundreds of billions of years!

How can you give up all the practice of such a long time?

At this time, Daxia Fuxi suddenly said: "Fellow Taoist Ying Zheng, my Emperor of Heaven is proficient in the way of reincarnation, which can shorten the time for the ministers of Dazhen to reach the peak again by at least 100,000 times."

"oh?"
To be continued...