The gods of the gods

Chapter 487 Returning to the Void
Taixu Realm, Heaven-Mending Holy Land, East Palace, Lingquanyuan.

Jiang Hao, as always, practiced hard every day in closed doors, downplaying his memory among many disciples, hoping to avoid some unnecessary troubles.

But for some reason, the news from the Great Elder said that this matter has intensified, and there are even signs of alarming the upper echelons of the sect.

In this regard, Jiang Hao has nothing to do, he can only stay in the Lingquanyuan and practice hard, and strive to break through the fourth level of the physical body as soon as possible, so that his combat power can at least reach the level of the fifth-level demigod. In this case, he will reduce Lots and lots of trouble.

Just as Jiang Hao was sitting cross-legged beside the Lingquan as usual, quietly tempering his qi and blood and honing his own strength.

In the void, a purple ray of light flashed across like a meteor, submerged into his sea of ​​consciousness, and a vast and simple precious mirror quietly emerged.

"Hongmeng Great Thousand Mirror." A gleam flashed in Jiang Hao's eyes, and he took it into his hand with a slight movement of his mind. A faint stream of light flew out of the mirror and landed in his soul. Suddenly, a lot of information began to flow in his head.

Jiang Hao was in this one for three days, and during the three days, his temperament also changed greatly. If he used to have the edge of the younger generation, then now he is more like a statue who sits high for nine days. The fairy king who overlooks all living beings is supreme and unmatched.

Two days later, Jiang Hao's aura changed again, deep and introverted, he was more like an old man who had experienced the vicissitudes of human affairs. The supremacy above the nine heavens is only simple and vast.

After another half a day, Jiang Hao finally opened his eyes, which looked like a bottomless spring.

"I didn't expect that this time the avatar went to the Great World of Shrouding the Sky, and I didn't expect that the other me would merge the fairyland and the mortal world into one to form a more powerful universe. And the avatar finally relied on the power of the Great Thousand Mirror of Hongmeng, Gather all the fragments of the fairyland within a radius of hundreds of millions of light years."

Speaking of this, Jiang Hao not only shook his head, all the fragments of the Immortal Realm in the chaos of billions of light years, gathered together, probably only have a fraction of the appearance of the Immortal Realm in its heyday, but he is a member of the new universe. God', the power of the whole world is at his disposal.

It's hard for Jiang Hao to imagine, once the new universe swallows all the fragments of the fairyland, how big the new universe will grow?
How powerful will part of his primordial spirit be, as the "heaven" of the new universe?
"This time, the avatar was reincarnated in a higher world, and its strength itself surpassed that of Daluo Immortal. Right now, I am not suitable for the avatar to go to other realms. Even as long as I digest all the gains this time, it is enough for me to go smoothly. Break through and become a Great Luo Immortal."

With a slight movement of his thoughts, the whole person entered the interior of the Great Thousand Mirror of Hongmeng. As the light and shadow flowed, Jiang Hao felt that the surroundings became extremely hot, and a bright divine sun burning with endless heat appeared in front of him. It was boundless and infinitely vast. It seems to be more terrifying and terrifying than the sun in the Taixu Realm.

"Is this a drop of his blood?" Jiang Hao looked at this round of vast power that was not inferior to the Great Sun Shenyang in the Taixu Realm, and his heart was extremely shocked.

He naturally knew that this drop of blood was a drop of blood that fell when he sent the Great Thousand Mirror of Hongmeng, and it was after he sealed it and was extremely compressed. Its original size would probably exceed anyone's imagine.

Jiang Hao, as the master of the Great Thousand Mirror of Hongmeng, has the same roots as him, and can feel the brilliance of this drop of blood. If it is someone else, even the powerhouse of the eighth-level peak, he will be under this drop of blood. Was completely vaporized and disappeared.

Jiang Hao waved his hand slightly with a slight movement in his mind, and suddenly a ray of crimson light floated down from the Shenyang and sank into his body.

"Boom!" His body was ignited by a raging purple flame, and his clothes were instantly burned. Under the burning of the purple flame, his body was extremely fragile, and countless gaps were quickly cracked, and his whole body seemed to be broken. like porcelain.

But soon, under his shattered body, his flesh and blood were tempered by the flames to be crystal clear, clear like crystals, and the sound of waves like the Yangtze River rumbled in his body, which was the circulation of blood. The voice was horrified.

Half a day later, Jiang Hao opened his eyes, which were as bright as stars, and an extremely powerful and terrifying aura revived on his body.

(End of this chapter)