v2 Chapter 554： The origin of the crest of the times
Text Chapter 554: The Origin of the Crest of the Times
"So I heard that at one time the Buddha was in the Tali Heaven, speaking for his mother..."
The Sanskrit sound bursts, the Buddha's light overflows, and the blossoming dark Buddha lotus emerges out of thin air, spinning and drifting, and the withered glory is endless.
Bai Donglin's eyes moved slightly, and in the depths of Moruo's dark Buddha light, he saw a little bright light, the breath of a bright and clean little monk, and a thoughtful color flashed in his eyes.
"It seems that Mora really has to be allowed to break through. No matter from any aspect, the value of his achievement after the ten realms is even greater for me."
After reading the information that Lan Lingzhenling brought back from Muhe, Bai Donglin had a little understanding of the state of Muhe, and he no longer had much confidence in his arrangement on Liu Yiyi's four-person spirit.
The narrow line of sight, after all, can't see through the mysteries in the depths of the mother river. If you really want to get something, the key to success is probably Moro, the mother river corpse hunter.
A ten-level corpse hunter, the body of reincarnation and the spirit of insomnia after transformation, will definitely bring him unexpected surprises.
"Minute!"
buzz-
Following Bai Donglin's thoughts, the blue mask trembled violently, and a thick bubble mask split out, wrapping the transforming Mora and escaping deeper into the Styx.
"Sir, this..."
Flynn looked slightly stunned, torturing Moro was the main task given to them by Bai Donglin, the abyss monarchs. Now it seems that the other party should have changed his mind.
"You seven guys, staying in the Styx, eating and living with me, but you can't even handle this trivial thing."
"If you do well, you will be rewarded. If you don't do well, you should be punished. Be careful next time..."
Bai Donglin's tone was faint and his eyes were indifferent. He glanced at the seven abyss monarchs, and the projection of his thoughts dissipated immediately.
Click!
Before the monarchs recovered their senses, a huge crack suddenly appeared behind the thousand-faced monarch, and the terrifying Styx River swept through.
"No-"
The Thousand-faced Monarch only had time to let out a panicked roar, and the demon body had already been suppressed into nothingness. The indelible ten-level demon body was as fragile as a clay sculpture.
The Demon Lord's expression changed slightly, and his breath was uncontrollably stirred. He hesitated, looking at the other monarchs who were trembling around him, he couldn't help sighing in his heart, and his breath fell silent.
In the depths of the Styx, their lives and deaths are all within Bai Donglin's thoughts, and any resistance is futile.
These abyss monarchs will have to die sooner or later. The reason why they are looking for an excuse to kill the Thousand-faced monarch is just because his source particles, the source of the rules in them, have been completely absorbed by him and have no value to continue to exist.
In another blue bubble.
Moruo has completed the transformation of the source particles, and slowly opened his eyes, his dark and warm eyes, facing Bai Donglin's eyes.
"Ami Wutian Buddha! Poor monk Mora, I have seen the white donor."
Mora folded his hands together, and after breaking through the tenth realm, his mind seemed to have been sublimated. Even if life and death were being controlled by others, his expression was still calm and calm.
"Hehe, Moro, let's have a good talk..."
The corner of Bai Donglin's mouth rose, and an unknown transaction happened in the small bubble in the deepest part of the Styx.
…
Among all civilizations, ethnic groups, and all the cognitions since endless years, the most dangerous area of infinite dimensional space - the place where the heavens and the world return to ruins.
It is located at the bottom of the boundless infinite dimensional space. The dimensional space is not divided into "directions". There are only a handful of paths to reach the place of return to the ruins. The most well-known passage is located "below" the only real world.
The land of return to the ruins is full of mystery, crisis and good fortune coexist. Since ancient times, many ten realm powerhouses who are about to end their lifespan, in order to seek a higher realm, step into it one after another, and finally sleep here forever.
The Land of Return to the Ruins seems to be a huge garbage recycling station. The wreckage of the world, which has a terrifying origin and cannot even be dissolved by the power of the dimension, has been gathered together.
Boom! click-
In the middle-level area, there is a dark and broken world. The only remaining wreckage in this world has spread over a million billion light-years. It is not difficult to imagine that when it is complete, it is a large world that can rival the only real world.
In the depths of the broken world, there are fairy lights shining, there are seven colors competing for glory, and there are continuous roars that shatter the endless void.
clang!
The Temple of Suppressing Demons slammed down, and the terrifying quality set off a terrifying wave of destruction at the ultimate speed, hitting the bronze fairy temple lingering with fairy light.
The aftermath of terror stirred up and spread to the depths of the darkness, and many alien powerhouses who were hiding and peeping on the side, their expressions changed wildly, and they fled wildly.
"Jinghong, it seems that as the records say, this bronze immortal hall cannot be shaken by brute force, I am afraid we can only do it according to the plan."
The Demon Suppressing Temple stopped backward, and the wandering emperor stepped out, looking at Xilifeng who was standing on the bronze immortal temple thoughtfully, he couldn't help but speak.
Jinghong is the name of a certain life of Xilifeng, and it is also that life. She met the dying wandering emperor and used a roast chicken to form a deep friendship. In the past, the wandering emperor still used to call Xilifeng a shock. Hong.
"I understand."
Xilifeng nodded slightly, tapped his toes, and kicked the magical fairy light out of ripples.
She spent a lot of time, and even used the power of the Demon Suppression Temple, just to give it a try, whether this bronze fairy temple is really unbreakable.
After exhausting all means, the Bronze Immortal Hall remained motionless. The rumors were correct. Only in accordance with the rules of the Immortal Hall could one enter the Immortal Hall and take out the divine stone.
"You guys, after watching for so long, come out."
Xilifeng's eyes were slightly closed, and there were ninety-nine halos shining in the depths of the pupils, invisible majesty, incomparably imposing, together with the cold voice, instantly covering the entire broken world.
The rules were forcibly disturbed, and no matter how deep or hidden the existence was, they were all forced out.
More than a dozen ancestors of the human race, scaled birds, monsters, and alien races, all of a sudden, the fiery will spread, and the lonely and broken world became lively.
Boo!
Xilifeng stepped lightly under his feet, and the ripples rippling. Among the many ten-level powerhouses, the space was folded and collapsed, and they were all forcibly pulled to the small area around the bronze immortal hall.
Many beings looked at each other in dismay, and the atmosphere was extremely depressed, as if they were in a dynamite barrel, and if there was any spark, a tragic battle would break out.
"Relax a little, I told you to come out, not for a fight."
The wandering emperor looked around, his scarlet eyes reflected many figures, paced through the void, stood side by side with Xilifeng, and continued to say in a plain tone:
"You watched for a long time, just to **** the divine stone? But you also saw that this mysterious bronze immortal temple is indestructible, even we can't break it."
"Hehe, so what? You called us here because you want everyone to help you break through the fairy palace?"
King Peacock Pluto asked in a cold voice, his eyes were extremely sharp, he was the supreme ruler of the bird demon clan in this era, with a high position and authority, he was used to being domineering, and he couldn't stand the slightest threat from others.
They were forced out in an instant just now, and it was also because they were unprepared. Their monster clan plus the alien clan here, the number of ten realms overwhelmed the opposite human clan, even if they went to war immediately, they were not false.
"Amitabha! Peacock Pluto, this fellow Taoist hasn't finished speaking, what are you anxious about?"
The World Honored Kurong had a wicked look in his eyes, and changed his appearance as a good man, just because of his power and the indelible hatred with this Peacock Hades.
"Bald donkey, this king can say whatever he wants, it's none of your business!"
Boo! Moo!
Feng Rui screamed, with a mighty Sanskrit sound, and the two terrifying breaths collided fiercely, meaning that if they disagreed, they would fight.
"The World-Honored One, calm down for now."
The Wandering Emperor made a slight offering to the World Honored Kurong, and a trace of qi pierced out like a needle, instantly shattering the aura of the two of them blending together, and then turned to look at the Peacock Hades with a faint tone.
"Do you want your assistance? Peacock Hades, do you think you can withstand a blow from the Demon Suppression Temple?"
"Hmph, I don't know what it means!"
The implication is that you, the Peacock Pluto, do not have this qualification yet.
Peacock Hades' brows trembled violently, his sharp claws were sharp and hesitant, and he forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart. The two guys in front of him, especially the woman, were very terrifying, and the Demon Suppression Temple on the side was not something he could easily provoke. exist.
"Humph!"
Peacock Hades could only snort, restrain his breath, and push him into the shadows on the side.
"Amitabha."
The World Honored Kurong put his hands together, recited the Buddha's name, and also withdrew the Buddha's light. This time his purpose was mainly for the divine stone, and other things could be put on hold for the time being.
The divine stone cannot fall into the hands of aliens from the demon race. It is best, and it cannot fall into the hands of the human race that breaks the wall. Now that the wall-breaking forces have mastered the two divine stones of "Cang" and "Ming", their hidden party should indeed take some actions. Otherwise, it will be too passive, plan ahead, or at least have the right to participate.
Looking at the hostile existences present, for this divine stone in the Bronze Immortal Hall, he suppressed his hostility. The Wandering Emperor nodded and continued:
"The origin of this Bronze Immortal Hall is very great, and its power is even more incomprehensible. It is true or false. Under the countless trials over the years, you should have a clear understanding in your heart."
"All in all, this bronze immortal temple cannot be broken open with brute force. If you want to take out the divine stone, you can only use other methods."
"Other methods?"
When the Ten Realms heard the words, they all moved in their hearts and heard the meaning of the Wandering Emperor.
"That's right, this method has been well understood, but it's a little troublesome to operate."
"The essence of the Bronze Immortal Hall is actually only used to carry some kind of powerful inheritance. If you want to enter the Immortal Hall, it is very simple. You only need to trigger the inheritance handover ceremony, and you can naturally enter the interior, not to mention taking out the divine stone. Can conquer this powerful fairy temple!"
In the plain words of the wandering emperor, it seemed that he possessed a strange power of bewitching, or that there was no need for bewitching at all. The horror of this bronze immortal hall was obvious to all. For a time, even the withered World Honored One who cultivated Buddha, also gave birth to Intentional color.
"How to do it?"
An alien powerhouse asked with an eager tone, whether it was for the divine stone or this heaven-defying bronze fairy temple.
"We have already deciphered some information. Those unfamiliar words are inscribed in the corner of the bronze fairy hall. You can see it carefully if you observe it carefully."
"Regardless of race, good or evil, or whatever form of life exists, as long as it exists to this day, the existence under the ten thousand time scale is likely to stimulate the operation of the inheritance of the Bronze Immortal Hall."
"what do you mean…"
"Hahaha! That's right!"
"Whether it's a human race, a monster race or an alien race, let's go! Gather together the best geniuses in your race, from the past to the present, as long as they have not crossed the 10,000 timescale, they can all participate in this amazing gamble. !"
"The prize is the **** stone, plus, the bronze fairy palace!"
The wandering emperor danced wildly with white hair, his eyes were hot, and his words fell deeply into the hearts of the ten realm powerhouses present. His will was rippling, as if he had seen the tragic scene of countless arrogant madness.
"The crest of the era of the new era is naturally created by the younger generation. It turns out that the origin of the crest is above this bronze fairy hall!"
The ancestor of the human race whispered, and enlightenment rose in his heart. This is the law that exists in many times.
These ten-level powerhouses, although they ruled everything in this era, are the products before the peak of the era. In this era, the most dazzling and dazzling years, the protagonists still belong to the younger generation.
The battle for the inheritance of the Bronze Immortal Hall is the horn of the protagonists of these new era era crests, stepping up to the front desk!
There are old monsters who don't know how long they have lived. They are extremely sensitive, and the same idea arises in an instant. There is a faint sense of astringency in their hearts. The protagonist's foil.
clap la la-
The Wandering Emperor and Xilifeng stepped into the Demon Suppressing Temple together. The temple trembled violently, and seven huge chains of different colors were shot out, tightly binding the bronze fairy temple.
Boom!呲!
The chains were stretched straight, and the Demon Suppression Temple began to move, getting faster and faster, dragging the Bronze Immortal Temple and flying away to the unknown place.
The hard sound of the void being shattered awakened many ten realms in the turbulent thoughts, looked up, and heard the free and easy voice of the wandering emperor.
"Everyone, the land of returning to the ruins is too dangerous to be used as a venue for the competition. We will move the Bronze Immortal Hall to the frontier of the universe and the endless battlefield."
"The time is set, the first day of the first year of Taihuang."
"There is not much time left for you, go ahead, gather all the best talents, and wake up the talents who have been sleeping for endless years and many eras!"
"Let them ignite this era, the brightest years!"
"Hahaha!"
As the last ray of fairy light disappeared at the end of the dark void, the hearty laughter still echoed in this broken world, and the eyes of the ten realms were instantly clear and dazzling.
Looking around, but there is no longer the mind to fight, the mind has long drifted to where.
The figures flickered, and they all walked away in silence, following a secret safe path, bypassing the dangerous wreckage of the world, and returning to their respective worlds.
A huge wave was set off, and whether it was the only real world or many alien worlds, they were all under influence.
The wind is surging, and the word Tianjiao has become the most popular vocabulary for a while.
…
"Ten thousand timescales?"
In Purgatory of Sin, the Temple of Blood Prison, Bai Donglin was lying on the throne, resting on his chin with one hand, with a lazy look on his face.
"Oh, I'm getting old, and now it's the world of young people! It's a big pity that an old man like me can't participate in such a grand event. UU Reading "
"Hehe, it's good luck for these arrogances to escape."
Bai Donglin pursed his lips slightly, the ten thousand time scale, that is, the ten thousand years passed in real life, no matter what method, including the acceleration of time.
Obviously, he has already exceeded the 10,000 time mark under the acceleration of time in the retreat and practice again and again, and has lost the basic conditions for participating in the competition and inheritance.
However, there is no regret at all. If he can come back, he will not make any changes, but it is just a divine stone, a bronze fairy hall, all dead things, how can there be real and true strength progress come happily?
"However, although I can't participate in the inheritance competition, it doesn't mean that I can't do anything. What is the difference between my forces taking this inheritance and myself?"
"Forget it, this time it's behind the scenes, what's this called, Patriarch Liu?"
Bai Donglin's eyes narrowed slightly, white light was flowing, a strange smile appeared on his face, and his heart was very interesting. In this boring practice, it would be good to find something to pass the time.
"Bai Yujing on Baiyu Mountain, the twelfth landlord, it's time for you to come out and show off. This time, let all beings remember the three words 'Baiyujing' forever!"
Emperor, Sword, Xuan, Light, Purple, Jade, Heart, God...
"Twelve landlords, there are still four missing to complete. I wonder if the four lucky little guys will be selected?"
Bai Donglin's thoughts were erratic, and the names flashed in his mind constantly, and he even connected his thinking with Tianluo's data core, and watched the Tianluo hosts of the trillions of young generations.
There is still a long time before the first day of the first year of the Great Wilderness, and he is not in a hurry. It will not be too late to give them special training after gathering the twelve landlords.
"Huh? This guy is not bad..."
"So I heard that at one time the Buddha was in the Tali Heaven, speaking for his mother..."
The Sanskrit sound bursts, the Buddha's light overflows, and the blossoming dark Buddha lotus emerges out of thin air, spinning and drifting, and the withered glory is endless.
Bai Donglin's eyes moved slightly, and in the depths of Moruo's dark Buddha light, he saw a little bright light, the breath of a bright and clean little monk, and a thoughtful color flashed in his eyes.
"It seems that Mora really has to be allowed to break through. No matter from any aspect, the value of his achievement after the ten realms is even greater for me."
After reading the information that Lan Lingzhenling brought back from Muhe, Bai Donglin had a little understanding of the state of Muhe, and he no longer had much confidence in his arrangement on Liu Yiyi's four-person spirit.
The narrow line of sight, after all, can't see through the mysteries in the depths of the mother river. If you really want to get something, the key to success is probably Moro, the mother river corpse hunter.
A ten-level corpse hunter, the body of reincarnation and the spirit of insomnia after transformation, will definitely bring him unexpected surprises.
"Minute!"
buzz-
Following Bai Donglin's thoughts, the blue mask trembled violently, and a thick bubble mask split out, wrapping the transforming Mora and escaping deeper into the Styx.
"Sir, this..."
Flynn looked slightly stunned, torturing Moro was the main task given to them by Bai Donglin, the abyss monarchs. Now it seems that the other party should have changed his mind.
"You seven guys, staying in the Styx, eating and living with me, but you can't even handle this trivial thing."
"If you do well, you will be rewarded. If you don't do well, you should be punished. Be careful next time..."
Bai Donglin's tone was faint and his eyes were indifferent. He glanced at the seven abyss monarchs, and the projection of his thoughts dissipated immediately.
Click!
Before the monarchs recovered their senses, a huge crack suddenly appeared behind the thousand-faced monarch, and the terrifying Styx River swept through.
"No-"
The Thousand-faced Monarch only had time to let out a panicked roar, and the demon body had already been suppressed into nothingness. The indelible ten-level demon body was as fragile as a clay sculpture.
The Demon Lord's expression changed slightly, and his breath was uncontrollably stirred. He hesitated, looking at the other monarchs who were trembling around him, he couldn't help sighing in his heart, and his breath fell silent.
In the depths of the Styx, their lives and deaths are all within Bai Donglin's thoughts, and any resistance is futile.
These abyss monarchs will have to die sooner or later. The reason why they are looking for an excuse to kill the Thousand-faced monarch is just because his source particles, the source of the rules in them, have been completely absorbed by him and have no value to continue to exist.
In another blue bubble.
Moruo has completed the transformation of the source particles, and slowly opened his eyes, his dark and warm eyes, facing Bai Donglin's eyes.
"Ami Wutian Buddha! Poor monk Mora, I have seen the white donor."
Mora folded his hands together, and after breaking through the tenth realm, his mind seemed to have been sublimated. Even if life and death were being controlled by others, his expression was still calm and calm.
"Hehe, Moro, let's have a good talk..."
The corner of Bai Donglin's mouth rose, and an unknown transaction happened in the small bubble in the deepest part of the Styx.
…
Among all civilizations, ethnic groups, and all the cognitions since endless years, the most dangerous area of infinite dimensional space - the place where the heavens and the world return to ruins.
It is located at the bottom of the boundless infinite dimensional space. The dimensional space is not divided into "directions". There are only a handful of paths to reach the place of return to the ruins. The most well-known passage is located "below" the only real world.
The land of return to the ruins is full of mystery, crisis and good fortune coexist. Since ancient times, many ten realm powerhouses who are about to end their lifespan, in order to seek a higher realm, step into it one after another, and finally sleep here forever.
The Land of Return to the Ruins seems to be a huge garbage recycling station. The wreckage of the world, which has a terrifying origin and cannot even be dissolved by the power of the dimension, has been gathered together.
Boom! click-
In the middle-level area, there is a dark and broken world. The only remaining wreckage in this world has spread over a million billion light-years. It is not difficult to imagine that when it is complete, it is a large world that can rival the only real world.
In the depths of the broken world, there are fairy lights shining, there are seven colors competing for glory, and there are continuous roars that shatter the endless void.
clang!
The Temple of Suppressing Demons slammed down, and the terrifying quality set off a terrifying wave of destruction at the ultimate speed, hitting the bronze fairy temple lingering with fairy light.
The aftermath of terror stirred up and spread to the depths of the darkness, and many alien powerhouses who were hiding and peeping on the side, their expressions changed wildly, and they fled wildly.
"Jinghong, it seems that as the records say, this bronze immortal hall cannot be shaken by brute force, I am afraid we can only do it according to the plan."
The Demon Suppressing Temple stopped backward, and the wandering emperor stepped out, looking at Xilifeng who was standing on the bronze immortal temple thoughtfully, he couldn't help but speak.
Jinghong is the name of a certain life of Xilifeng, and it is also that life. She met the dying wandering emperor and used a roast chicken to form a deep friendship. In the past, the wandering emperor still used to call Xilifeng a shock. Hong.
"I understand."
Xilifeng nodded slightly, tapped his toes, and kicked the magical fairy light out of ripples.
She spent a lot of time, and even used the power of the Demon Suppression Temple, just to give it a try, whether this bronze fairy temple is really unbreakable.
After exhausting all means, the Bronze Immortal Hall remained motionless. The rumors were correct. Only in accordance with the rules of the Immortal Hall could one enter the Immortal Hall and take out the divine stone.
"You guys, after watching for so long, come out."
Xilifeng's eyes were slightly closed, and there were ninety-nine halos shining in the depths of the pupils, invisible majesty, incomparably imposing, together with the cold voice, instantly covering the entire broken world.
The rules were forcibly disturbed, and no matter how deep or hidden the existence was, they were all forced out.
More than a dozen ancestors of the human race, scaled birds, monsters, and alien races, all of a sudden, the fiery will spread, and the lonely and broken world became lively.
Boo!
Xilifeng stepped lightly under his feet, and the ripples rippling. Among the many ten-level powerhouses, the space was folded and collapsed, and they were all forcibly pulled to the small area around the bronze immortal hall.
Many beings looked at each other in dismay, and the atmosphere was extremely depressed, as if they were in a dynamite barrel, and if there was any spark, a tragic battle would break out.
"Relax a little, I told you to come out, not for a fight."
The wandering emperor looked around, his scarlet eyes reflected many figures, paced through the void, stood side by side with Xilifeng, and continued to say in a plain tone:
"You watched for a long time, just to **** the divine stone? But you also saw that this mysterious bronze immortal temple is indestructible, even we can't break it."
"Hehe, so what? You called us here because you want everyone to help you break through the fairy palace?"
King Peacock Pluto asked in a cold voice, his eyes were extremely sharp, he was the supreme ruler of the bird demon clan in this era, with a high position and authority, he was used to being domineering, and he couldn't stand the slightest threat from others.
They were forced out in an instant just now, and it was also because they were unprepared. Their monster clan plus the alien clan here, the number of ten realms overwhelmed the opposite human clan, even if they went to war immediately, they were not false.
"Amitabha! Peacock Pluto, this fellow Taoist hasn't finished speaking, what are you anxious about?"
The World Honored Kurong had a wicked look in his eyes, and changed his appearance as a good man, just because of his power and the indelible hatred with this Peacock Hades.
"Bald donkey, this king can say whatever he wants, it's none of your business!"
Boo! Moo!
Feng Rui screamed, with a mighty Sanskrit sound, and the two terrifying breaths collided fiercely, meaning that if they disagreed, they would fight.
"The World-Honored One, calm down for now."
The Wandering Emperor made a slight offering to the World Honored Kurong, and a trace of qi pierced out like a needle, instantly shattering the aura of the two of them blending together, and then turned to look at the Peacock Hades with a faint tone.
"Do you want your assistance? Peacock Hades, do you think you can withstand a blow from the Demon Suppression Temple?"
"Hmph, I don't know what it means!"
The implication is that you, the Peacock Pluto, do not have this qualification yet.
Peacock Hades' brows trembled violently, his sharp claws were sharp and hesitant, and he forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart. The two guys in front of him, especially the woman, were very terrifying, and the Demon Suppression Temple on the side was not something he could easily provoke. exist.
"Humph!"
Peacock Hades could only snort, restrain his breath, and push him into the shadows on the side.
"Amitabha."
The World Honored Kurong put his hands together, recited the Buddha's name, and also withdrew the Buddha's light. This time his purpose was mainly for the divine stone, and other things could be put on hold for the time being.
The divine stone cannot fall into the hands of aliens from the demon race. It is best, and it cannot fall into the hands of the human race that breaks the wall. Now that the wall-breaking forces have mastered the two divine stones of "Cang" and "Ming", their hidden party should indeed take some actions. Otherwise, it will be too passive, plan ahead, or at least have the right to participate.
Looking at the hostile existences present, for this divine stone in the Bronze Immortal Hall, he suppressed his hostility. The Wandering Emperor nodded and continued:
"The origin of this Bronze Immortal Hall is very great, and its power is even more incomprehensible. It is true or false. Under the countless trials over the years, you should have a clear understanding in your heart."
"All in all, this bronze immortal temple cannot be broken open with brute force. If you want to take out the divine stone, you can only use other methods."
"Other methods?"
When the Ten Realms heard the words, they all moved in their hearts and heard the meaning of the Wandering Emperor.
"That's right, this method has been well understood, but it's a little troublesome to operate."
"The essence of the Bronze Immortal Hall is actually only used to carry some kind of powerful inheritance. If you want to enter the Immortal Hall, it is very simple. You only need to trigger the inheritance handover ceremony, and you can naturally enter the interior, not to mention taking out the divine stone. Can conquer this powerful fairy temple!"
In the plain words of the wandering emperor, it seemed that he possessed a strange power of bewitching, or that there was no need for bewitching at all. The horror of this bronze immortal hall was obvious to all. For a time, even the withered World Honored One who cultivated Buddha, also gave birth to Intentional color.
"How to do it?"
An alien powerhouse asked with an eager tone, whether it was for the divine stone or this heaven-defying bronze fairy temple.
"We have already deciphered some information. Those unfamiliar words are inscribed in the corner of the bronze fairy hall. You can see it carefully if you observe it carefully."
"Regardless of race, good or evil, or whatever form of life exists, as long as it exists to this day, the existence under the ten thousand time scale is likely to stimulate the operation of the inheritance of the Bronze Immortal Hall."
"what do you mean…"
"Hahaha! That's right!"
"Whether it's a human race, a monster race or an alien race, let's go! Gather together the best geniuses in your race, from the past to the present, as long as they have not crossed the 10,000 timescale, they can all participate in this amazing gamble. !"
"The prize is the **** stone, plus, the bronze fairy palace!"
The wandering emperor danced wildly with white hair, his eyes were hot, and his words fell deeply into the hearts of the ten realm powerhouses present. His will was rippling, as if he had seen the tragic scene of countless arrogant madness.
"The crest of the era of the new era is naturally created by the younger generation. It turns out that the origin of the crest is above this bronze fairy hall!"
The ancestor of the human race whispered, and enlightenment rose in his heart. This is the law that exists in many times.
These ten-level powerhouses, although they ruled everything in this era, are the products before the peak of the era. In this era, the most dazzling and dazzling years, the protagonists still belong to the younger generation.
The battle for the inheritance of the Bronze Immortal Hall is the horn of the protagonists of these new era era crests, stepping up to the front desk!
There are old monsters who don't know how long they have lived. They are extremely sensitive, and the same idea arises in an instant. There is a faint sense of astringency in their hearts. The protagonist's foil.
clap la la-
The Wandering Emperor and Xilifeng stepped into the Demon Suppressing Temple together. The temple trembled violently, and seven huge chains of different colors were shot out, tightly binding the bronze fairy temple.
Boom!呲!
The chains were stretched straight, and the Demon Suppression Temple began to move, getting faster and faster, dragging the Bronze Immortal Temple and flying away to the unknown place.
The hard sound of the void being shattered awakened many ten realms in the turbulent thoughts, looked up, and heard the free and easy voice of the wandering emperor.
"Everyone, the land of returning to the ruins is too dangerous to be used as a venue for the competition. We will move the Bronze Immortal Hall to the frontier of the universe and the endless battlefield."
"The time is set, the first day of the first year of Taihuang."
"There is not much time left for you, go ahead, gather all the best talents, and wake up the talents who have been sleeping for endless years and many eras!"
"Let them ignite this era, the brightest years!"
"Hahaha!"
As the last ray of fairy light disappeared at the end of the dark void, the hearty laughter still echoed in this broken world, and the eyes of the ten realms were instantly clear and dazzling.
Looking around, but there is no longer the mind to fight, the mind has long drifted to where.
The figures flickered, and they all walked away in silence, following a secret safe path, bypassing the dangerous wreckage of the world, and returning to their respective worlds.
A huge wave was set off, and whether it was the only real world or many alien worlds, they were all under influence.
The wind is surging, and the word Tianjiao has become the most popular vocabulary for a while.
…
"Ten thousand timescales?"
In Purgatory of Sin, the Temple of Blood Prison, Bai Donglin was lying on the throne, resting on his chin with one hand, with a lazy look on his face.
"Oh, I'm getting old, and now it's the world of young people! It's a big pity that an old man like me can't participate in such a grand event. UU Reading "
"Hehe, it's good luck for these arrogances to escape."
Bai Donglin pursed his lips slightly, the ten thousand time scale, that is, the ten thousand years passed in real life, no matter what method, including the acceleration of time.
Obviously, he has already exceeded the 10,000 time mark under the acceleration of time in the retreat and practice again and again, and has lost the basic conditions for participating in the competition and inheritance.
However, there is no regret at all. If he can come back, he will not make any changes, but it is just a divine stone, a bronze fairy hall, all dead things, how can there be real and true strength progress come happily?
"However, although I can't participate in the inheritance competition, it doesn't mean that I can't do anything. What is the difference between my forces taking this inheritance and myself?"
"Forget it, this time it's behind the scenes, what's this called, Patriarch Liu?"
Bai Donglin's eyes narrowed slightly, white light was flowing, a strange smile appeared on his face, and his heart was very interesting. In this boring practice, it would be good to find something to pass the time.
"Bai Yujing on Baiyu Mountain, the twelfth landlord, it's time for you to come out and show off. This time, let all beings remember the three words 'Baiyujing' forever!"
Emperor, Sword, Xuan, Light, Purple, Jade, Heart, God...
"Twelve landlords, there are still four missing to complete. I wonder if the four lucky little guys will be selected?"
Bai Donglin's thoughts were erratic, and the names flashed in his mind constantly, and he even connected his thinking with Tianluo's data core, and watched the Tianluo hosts of the trillions of young generations.
There is still a long time before the first day of the first year of the Great Wilderness, and he is not in a hurry. It will not be too late to give them special training after gathering the twelve landlords.
"Huh? This guy is not bad..."
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