The silver-white light cluster was no bigger than a fist, but when it fell into Xiao Chen's eyes, there were countless spaces that were disillusioned and derived, either rolling up a boundless space storm, or collapsing piece by piece, and re-deriving a space. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The silver light cluster is a gathering of thousands of things, but it is as big as a vast world.

The mystery of the space is fascinating!

Space is the carrier of all living beings, just like the barren land, it is the place where endless creatures reproduce, even if it is the heavens and hundreds of races, the small world opened up is also attached to the space of the barren land to survive.

The small world of the alien race is another space, and the power of space is everywhere, but it is difficult to fathom.

Xiao Chen's eyes had already turned silvery-white, and even there was space in the depths of his pupils that was disillusioned, and at this moment he clearly captured the trajectory of the mysteries of space.

On the surface, it is the derivation and disillusionment of space, but the ultimate origin is the fragmentation and reorganization of the mysteries of space.

In his pupils, there was a silver-white phantom constantly flickering, and the mystery of space was circulating in his heart, and he was also seizing the opportunity to comprehend.

Heavens and worlds.

This is a general term, first of all, some of the human world is reckless land, because the human world is too vast, so it is divided into the five directions of the human world, and the small world of the heavens and hundreds of races is the world barrier attached to the reckless land to survive.

The small worlds of the hundred tribes are not next to each other, they are all over the barren land, and some of the small worlds are very far away.

For example, the Holy Clan, the small world of the Holy Clan is relatively close to the Eastern Wilderness of the Human Realm, and it is relatively close to the Middle Earth of the Human Realm, so the Middle Earth of the Human Realm is also the place where the Holy Clan appears most intensively, and the Yan Clan among the hundred clans is located in the southern frontier of the Human Realm.

This time, it's just because there is a big war in the Eastern Wilderness, and the Hundred Clans camp is in order to open up a second battlefield, so a large number of them appear in the Eastern Wilderness.

Demon Realm.

There is a Peng mound, here is the habitat of the golden-winged Dapeng family, overlooking from the sky, the whole Pengmound is a golden-winged Dapeng who wants to soar into the sky, stretching for tens of millions of miles.

The fall of the Holy Son of Wanpeng soon spread to the Peng Mound, speaking of which this generation of the Golden-winged Dapeng Ming King, and Xiao Chen still have a relationship, Xiao Chen came out of the Little Desolate God Divine Mansion that day and was chased and killed by it.

In a large hall, a man in a golden robe stood with his hands in his hands, and his slightly opened and closed eyes burst out with terrifying killing light.

"I didn't expect that the ants could really turn the sky, but unfortunately there was only a king clone coming to the retreat. ”

The golden eyes burst with murderous intent splashing, and the sharp golden light was like two sharp swords, knocking out two large holes in the ground that was cast by unknown divine materials.

If Xiao Chen heard this, he would definitely shout luck, when he was in the cave void is world, the figure that made him flee in embarrassment was actually just a king clone.

Then, another dark golden figure entered the hall and saluted the golden-winged Dapeng Ming King.

"King Ming, I don't know what called me. ”

The person who came was covered in dark gold, and his hair was golden, but the qi on his body was very obscure.

King Ming of the Golden Winged Great Peng can be said to be the patriarch of the Peng clan, ruling the entire clan, and the other kings of the Peng clan all respect him.

"Wan Peng was beheaded by the Terrans. ”

King Ming of the Golden-Winged Dapeng did not delay, and then said loudly.

What the!

There was horror in the golden youth's eyes, showing the disbelief in his eyes, as if he had misheard.

"Could it be that the old thing of the Terran has made a move?" the young man's eyes shone with a murderous light.

"No, it's a Terran god. ”

Hearing this, the golden young man couldn't help but have doubts, Wan Peng was the emperor of the golden-winged Dapeng clan, with the emperor's blood flowing on his body, and his combat power was enough to rank in the forefront even in the heavens and hundred realms, and he was actually beheaded by his peers.

"Killing my holy son of the Peng clan must pay a price, you go and bring this human race god back back, and the emperor's blood on Wan Peng's body can't be shed outside!" Soon the golden-winged Dapeng Ming King commanded.

"Good. ”

The golden young man did not hesitate at all, and agreed, the emperor blood on Wan Peng's body was extremely precious to the Dapeng clan.

As long as the emperor's blood can be recovered, the Dapeng clan will be able to cultivate a junior again, and it may not be comparable to Wanpeng, but with the blessing of the emperor's blood, it may not be able to reach the level of the master of the emperor's blood in the future.

Above the mound, a huge dark golden wing spread out, and with just one incitement, an endless wind rolled up.

At the same time, among the heavens and the hundred worlds, there was a hundred worlds killing order!

There is only one task, to kill the human race god Hou Xiao Chen.

On top of this killing order, the first imprint is covered with thunder in the sky, the Thunder Giant Clan!

Within a few days, the heavenly seals above the killing order had become dozens, the Imperial Beast Clan, the Jade Clan, the Bone Clan, the Blood Clan, the Star Clan, and the Spirit Clan.

Every race, a mark of killing!

Shenhou Palace.

The fact that the God King is sitting in the Netherworld does not mean that the God King cannot go out of retreat.

In the Divine Palace, which was imprinted with the imprints of all the Divine Marquis, the Thunder Divine Marquis put away his wildness and withdrew from the temple very respectfully.

Among the jade tablets of the gods, an old figure with cloudy eyes, looking at a piece of the god-marquis tablet that glows with crystal light, a simple and absurd word looms on the tablet.

The old man is none other than the Lord of the Shenhou Palace.

"Quasi-forbidden combat power, fusing the eight laws, the method of cultivating the gods is really mysterious, the road ahead is hard, but it is not lifeless, I don't know if I can take this last step when the last law is integrated. ”

"Forbidden combat power, I haven't appeared in the Eastern Wilderness for nearly 100,000 years, and the last time it appeared was the Eastern Emperor, and the forbidden combat power was divided into the emperor's chance. ”

There was a touch of remembrance in the eyes of the Sun God King, and he was a little embarrassed.

But the next moment, this memory disappeared without a trace, and was replaced by a killing force.

"It's a hundred realms killing order, it seems that none of the old things of the hundred races who have lived for a long time are simple, and the fusion of ten thousand ways seems to be a dead end, but it is not hopeless, especially the group of madmen who try to create gods, but how can my human race be so easy to bully, make gods......? ”

Suddenly, the voice of the God King of the Sun became low, his eyes turned around, he looked towards the depths of the main hall, and then said again: "Old blind man, those miscellaneous pieces of the hundred clans have been deceived to the door, and my Shenhou Palace has finally produced another interesting little guy, how can there be no one to protect the way?"

In the dimness, another old figure appeared, carrying a copper lamp in his hand, with a faint flame flickering in the lamp, as if illuminating the road.

The faint flame seemed to be extinguished in the next moment, but it was still burning strongly, exuding a faint glow.

"Old blind man, you have been pretending to be blind all your life, do you still want to pretend to be blind. Seeing the appearance of the person who came, the God King of the Sun scolded unceremoniously.

The person who came raised his face, although his eyes were cloudy, but they were smart, without the slightest blindness, and he didn't care about the smile and scolding of the God King of the Sun.

"It's no wonder that the alien race is so rampant, it's my Shenhou Palace that has been in decline for a long time, and it hasn't been conquering the heavens for a long time. ”

"yes. ”

A sentence evoked the memories of the two old men, but without waiting for the words of the Sun God King, the old blind man said again: "Old man, you should also order the juniors who are silent in the small world to come out and do activities!"

As he spoke, the old blind man's eyes seemed to penetrate the void and fell into the depths of the netherworld, where an extremely obscure qi loomed.

"Although these little guys have been cultivating all these years, they are also eating their old books, and they haven't been promoted for too long after being named Shenhou, so it's time for them to move. ”

"You said that one by one, as the king of the supreme realm, the luck title he bears is the realm of the god marquis, it is better to condense the battle name, it is really too embarrassing for my god marquis palace!"

Speaking of this, the old blind man pointed to the generosity in the depths of the netherworld and scolded.

The king is easy to prominence, and the god king is difficult to seal!

For the titled Shenhou, perhaps promoted to the king, the titled luck is still stuck in the realm of the gods, and among the one hundred and eighty-nine titled gods in the Shenhou Palace, there are naturally gods who have been promoted to the supreme realm.

"Okay, you are the palace master, the old blind man, I just put forward an opinion, as for whether to adopt it or not, it's your business, I'll go to protect the little guy, lest I be beheaded by the hundred clans before I can be in the heavens and the hundred realms for a few days. ”

The old blind man carried his bronze lamp, and went to the outside of the palace, out of the palace gate, the fire in the bronze lamp suddenly ignited, and there was cyan smoke and dust, which turned into a cyan cloud of smoke, and lifted the old blind man, so he directly broke through the barrier of the small world and disappeared without a trace.

Mountains and rivers seal the chaos and shattering land of the small world.

Xiao Chen was wrapped in countless spatial turbulence cracks, and there was a silver-white ball of light circulating in front of him, and he himself had become a bloody man.

Endless space debris cut him apart, bursting with blood droplets, this is Xiao Chen's own abuse, without the slightest use of his battle body, allowing the space to cut his body.

In this way, a trace of spatial power continued to penetrate into the flesh and blood, bringing him the most direct feeling.

On the other hand, he continued to refine the origin of the spatial inheritance belonging to the Golden-winged Dapeng royal family, and with the cooperation of each other, his spatial mystical transformation had crossed the realm of Dacheng and advanced towards perfection.

There is a spatial mystery circulating in my heart, and I have to say that the space bloodline inherited by the Golden-winged Dapeng clan is powerful, and it can even be said that this is the inheritance of the sky.

If this group of spatial inheritance is refined by the other clansmen of the Dapeng clan, the perception of the laws of space will easily skyrocket.

And although Xiao Chen was not a member of the Dapeng clan and had not completely refined it, it still made him comprehend the speed of the mysteries of space, which skyrocketed dozens of times.

A silver-white path track was derived in front of Xiao Chen, crystal clear, but it was somewhat illusory and intermittent, constantly destroying and deriving.

"Empty, up and down in all directions, there is no form, it is space. ”

Airplanes!

With Xiao Chen's heavy drinking, the silver-white Dao Rail instantly condensed, crystal clear, and burst out with a mellow qi!

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