Chapter 1641 The revived God of Hedao should die completely
In the infinite sunlight, a silver-white aerospace fighter poked out a corner, and then countless aerospace fighter jets formed a sea, continuous. Among the fighter jets, there were aerospace warships, and at a higher level there were aerospace motherships. Above many aerospace motherships, the starry sky fortress dominates all directions.
Above the Starry Sky Fortress is the steel city warship.
Layer after layer of array patterns are spread out, each independent and connected to each other, forming a behemoth of hundreds of thousands of kilometers of starry sky, which is threatening the four directions of the boundary.
This is the supreme ruler of the world community is on tour!
Along the way, we passed through small worlds, one by one, all the indigenous powerful people in the world saluted respectfully, lowered their heads, and let the hot and destructive light pass by themselves, from the surrounding strong people, and from the entire world.
Their souls were trembling, but they did not dare to resist, and they did not even dare to tremble, for fear of attracting more attention from the Supreme.
"Ah..."
"No! I am the deputy commander of the Legion of the Magic Stone Little Realm. You can't kill me without approval..."
After a moment, a shrill voice came from all over the world, making many powerful people with their heads hanging down even more fearful. Someone was brave enough to look around with the light of their eyes.
That was a powerful tiger clan who he was familiar with in the past.
His tiger body turned into ashes under the sunlight, revealing a tiger soul, fleeing wildly in all directions, but in the sunlight, there was nowhere to hide. The outermost layer of soul melted like ice and snow, and was stripped off one layer, like a knife cut.
Under the layers of souls, something completely strange was exposed.
It was a strange maggot with an old man's head and a white and tender body.
"Useless..."
"... Useless... Hahaha... Useless... This ancestor will definitely revive..."
The monster was not afraid, and his raised eyes looked directly at the hazy figure in the sun, laughing strangely.
Swish!
The sun in the starry sky casts an extremely dazzling beam of light here, falling on the strange maggot, causing it to be destroyed, leaving only a very weak tiger falling to the ground, stumbled, as if a gust of wind could blow away.
"Thank you for saving your life..."
The tiger said tremblingly.
No response came from the sun. As the sun shone over the world, every place was shining, and the ghosts and monsters disappeared.
After a long time, the fleet in the sun gradually faded away.
No,
This fleet in the sun has never stopped.
Its light was only a moment, but for the creatures in it, it was too long, as if they had experienced a lifetime and could not hide anything. "The magic stone world is a familiar place." "What happened more than 10,000 years ago, now I think about it, it seems like yesterday..." Jiang Ding said to Yue with a look of emotion.
It was here that he used his peak Nascent Soul cultivation to overcome the Flame Stone Emperor with his finger and did not die, and his body was shattered and only one head was left.
The happiness at that time is exciting and I miss you so much now.
"Jianzi, you seem to be a little old."
"Is it my illusion?"
Yue complained: "It's getting more and more like Xiyuan and the others. Xiyuan and the others were so old-fashioned when they were over 20,000 years old, and they often recalled the past... But you are less than half of your life!"
"This mentality is not right."
"Talking nonsense!"
"I am only sixteen years old now!"
Jiang Ding subconsciously scolded, and then began to think about Yue's words.
This Yue Ling from Dari Jian Pavilion is the teacher of Dari Jianzhu in all generations. She has trained generations of Dari Jianzi and Dari Jianzhu. Her opinions in many aspects are very precious and cannot be ignored. "You are talking about an old mindset, right?"
"This is indeed true."
Jiang Ding thought about it carefully, and then sighed: "I have always played with the ancient gods and the older generation monks like Yuan and Yuan over the years, and I have indeed lost some vitality." "So, I need monks of the same level."
"Only monks of the same level can make me happy, happy, innocent..."
Amid the chat, the Sun Fleet of the Immortal Gate kept shuttled through the military formations and the teleportation arrays of various small thousand worlds.
The sun's light shone again and again, pressing the worms of the ancient god's ancestors to death like bed bugs, cutting off their footsteps of penetrating the territory of the Immortal Sect.
In this way, the Sun Fleet patrolled the boundary like a stream of light.
On this day, the Sun Fleet of the Immortal Gate arrived at the Thousand Worlds in the center of the Tianyuan Domain, so the Tiangui Shen Sect is the location of Tiangui University.
This fleet stayed here for months.
This is relatively rare. In the past, whether it was the Middle Thousand World or the Small Thousand World, the Great Sun Sword Lord swept by and didn't pay special attention to anything.
However, many people who are familiar with the history of the Immortal Sect look like they have expected it. "Heavenly Ghost God,"
"The first Hedao God Lord who died in the hands of the Immortal Sect, after more than 10,000 years, he will begin to recover. The soul imprint of the Hedao monk in the Heavenly Way is extremely difficult to be completely beaten to death. This is a good case of complete elimination."
No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one read!
"I am going to record it as a military textbook for the future Immortal Sect. You should pay attention to carefully viewing and studying. You will do it yourself in the future..."
Jiang Ding instructed many of the purity-refining cultivators of the Ninth Front Army.
The power of the quasi-Heavenly level is theoretically capable of completely killing the God of Hedao. Even if the soul imprint is combined with the way of heaven, it is useless. "Yes, senior."
The immortal sect cultivators nodded repeatedly like chickens pecking at rice and whispered.
Hu~
The wind blew up between the words and boundaries.
First it was a breeze, then a strong wind, then a strong wind, dark clouds were covered with lightning and thunder, and many rules and chaos emerged. This world suddenly became a tragic land, and the creatures under the refining emptiness would undoubtedly die.
A dark rule appeared in the thunder, the roar of the cold wind, and the roar of thousands of ghosts.
Many immortal sect cultivators held their breath.
This is the basis of the rules of the God of Hedao.
They are naturally not afraid of being in the military formation, but it does not mean that they can underestimate the God of Hedao. This is the great way above the refining of voids. The dream of many citizens throughout their lives can easily slaughter the billions of cultivators of the refining of voids and transforming into gods who have lost their establishment.
This dark rule produces many small bulges, which spread out many branches again.
While breathing, a web of ghost rules like a spider web has been formed.
This is like achieving some necessary conditions. In an instant, countless spiritual energy in the world, the universe's starlight surged here, and hundreds of rivers returned to the sea to pour into the net of the rules of the ghost path. Based on the net of the rules of the ghost path, meridians, dantians, souls, and then bones and souls are produced...
All kinds of things that creatures should have are quickly revealed at this moment, just like copying and backups from the heavenly path.
In just a moment, a handsome Taoist with a slightly sinister look appeared in the world again. "Kao Ming Emperor!" "Dongji Demon Sect! Eight Great Immortal Sects! This God will cut you into pieces, peel off your skin and bones, and destroy your souls to eliminate the hatred in your heart..."
The God of Heavenly Ghosts and Gods roared angrily in the moment when they resurrected.
More than ten thousand years!
How many ten thousand years can the God of Hedao last?
How can this not make people hate it?
"Hate, hate--"
The roaring and roaring Tiangui Shenjun suddenly felt cold instinctively, and subconsciously looked around. His body suddenly stiffened and his words paused.
Billions of monks are staring at him.
Many people sat upright, holding paper and pen in their hands.
(This chapter ends)