Fengshen: Visualizing a Neutron Star at the Start

The Time-Space Admiralty roared, the voice was heavy and sad, it sounded more like crying.

"Hmph, mere golden fairy, I really thought..." Faced with such a bell, Venerable Guanyin and others showed disdain, and still looked down on this little golden fairy Wang Yu.

Even though Wang Yu has repeatedly shown his extraordinaryness, he is still not taken seriously by them.

Their absolute confidence in the realm gave them a kind of extreme pride. From the bottom of their hearts, they believed that a mere golden fairy, no matter how powerful it was, no matter how powerful it was, its means, or its magic weapon.

Being able to shake Daoguo Daluo Jinxian is already the limit, if you want to do more, it is completely dreaming.

Do you really think everyone is that peacock?
Everyone sneered, looked at Wang Yu coldly with arrogance, and then kept this posture, froze in place, and there was a sound of splashing on the body, like running water.

One spar after another, carrying the breath of space and time, fell from everyone.

"Gudong~" Taoist Kunpeng's throat rolled, and he looked at this scene stupidly, and couldn't believe his eyes.

Taoist Minghe looked at Venerable Avalokitesvara and others who were immobilized without knowing it, and didn't know what to say for a while.

He can see it naturally.

Venerable Avalokitesvara and others are very strong, they are all monks who have attained Dao fruit, each one is not much worse than him, especially the head of Venerable Avalokitesvara, who is even stronger than him, reaching the peak of Dao Guo Da Luo Jinxian.

However, it is such an existence, but it is still frozen in the bell.

A powerful monk with supernatural powers capable of playing with time and space, but he couldn't resist the mere sound of a bell.

Taoist Minghe saw it clearly: "Honor Guanyin and the others have not fallen!"

Yes!

Venerable Avalokitesvara and the others just had their time and space frozen, and time and space were completely suppressed in the sound of the bell, just like the masters of time in the Golden Bell Valley of Time and Space before.

Time and space are suppressed, and time and space are turned into spars and scattered.

They can be said to have fallen, or they can be said to have not fallen!
Because their consciousness still exists, but it is divided away by every time and space that has been refined to the limit.

It's like the children who take away their father's property after their father dies.

From the perspective of inheritance, they are not dead, because everything about them has been inherited and turned into crystals of countless times and spaces.

Every spar can be said to be their child, inheriting their consciousness and ability.

However, it can also be said that they died, because everything they owned has been separated and they cannot be reunited.

Every penny, bit by bit, of them has regained its master and a new consciousness.

Therefore, unless there is a peerless supernatural power, which far surpasses the concept of rebirth from a drop of blood or even the concept of immortality, a voice, a little memory, and a name can all be turned into a ladder and reborn from the fall!

Of course, this point is not difficult for them who have attained the Tao fruit!
If there is no such bell!
Soon they can be reborn, resurrected!

Unfortunately, this bell is too strong!

It not only freezes the time and space on them, but also freezes their fallen state at this time, and solidifies it into their own infinite time and space.

Just like the destiny, they are destined to be suppressed and perish in the future as they are now.

Any creatures, supernatural powers, and magic weapons that want to regenerate them and revive them need to fight against this bell!
For the great powers of the wild, at their level, immortality is the most basic ability, there is no real absolute death, fall!
However, if it is really suppressed by Xeon's supernatural powers and magic weapons and cannot break through, it will be no different from real death and fall!

"He not only swallowed the Golden Bell Valley of Time and Space, but also got the exclusive supernatural power!" Taoist Minghe thought in his heart, and couldn't help but take a deep breath.

What kind of fairy operation is this, to swallow a forbidden area in an understatement, not to mention, even the core magic power of the forbidden area can also be swallowed?
Are you sure, is this person in front of you really not a quasi-sage of Daoguo?
I don't know how many times, such a question popped up in Taoist Minghe's mind again!
Still in shock, Taoist Minghe suddenly heard a low mournful sound, turned his head to look, and couldn't help but widen his eyes!

"Friend Ziyang...you..."

In his eyes, Ziyang Taoist didn't know when his eyes were filled with tears, and he looked at a certain direction ahead with endless sadness.

His body trembled slightly, even in the realm of Daoguo monk, he couldn't suppress his emotions.

Daoist Minghe was stunned, followed his gaze, and then fell silent, muttering in a low voice: "Witch Slaying Sword!"

"How high is the sky and how big is the loess, why is there no place for me, the human race?"

Wang Yu lowered his head, and suddenly there was a vigorous and heroic roar that resounded through the world from the pitch-black witch-slaying sword in his hand. After listening carefully, one could hear the deep helplessness contained in this voice.

"The mountains are towering, standing upright, can you take a corner with my human race and put down a few people?"

After the heroic voice, a pitch-black light appeared. A group of people, bloody and panicked, were led by a young man wrapped in animal skins to a towering mountain, and knelt down on the ground. ask loudly.

The majestic mountains, the clouds are steaming and the rosy clouds are shining, there are more than a thousand strange peaks, and there are endless stretches.

There is innate aura floating in the mountains, turning around the mountain, and transforming into countless acquired auras.

A majestic figure, standing on auspicious clouds, is the lord of the mountain, standing in the deepest part of the mountain, listening to such pleading, looking at the kneeling crowd outside, he waved his sleeves.

The gray mist appeared out of thin air, boundless and endless, and dispersed in an instant, and dissipated along with the mist, and the towering and endless mountains.

"This river is majestic, with infinite water potential, it can be the first in the world!"

"The clouds stop immediately, the wind falls, the beasts don't leave, the gods bow their heads, the gods descend the clouds, it's like a vast river."

The young man wrapped in animal skins walked for a long time with the endlessly panicked clansmen, and when he saw an endless river, he knelt down immediately, raised his hands high, and praised him repeatedly.

"This river descends the gods, bows down to the gods, keeps the beasts, falls the wind, stops the clouds, is merciful and merciful, good fortune for the common people, can you..."

Before the young man could finish his words, he saw the water surging up, turning up a huge wave of millions of feet, and turbulently hit.

Lang San, the young man and the clansmen behind him are no longer in their original positions.

The young man's hair was scattered, with drops of water dripping down, and he looked like a drowned rat. When he looked back, a look of sadness flashed in his eyes, and the number of clansmen behind him was dwindling again.

"Zizu, shall we continue?" A white-haired old man came up and asked in a low voice.

His face was wrinkled, he was leaning on a cane in his hand, he walked tremblingly, his eyes were dull, his eyes were cloudy, lacking vitality and aura, he seemed to be blowing out the wax at any time, and fell on the spot.

"The monster clan is pressing, and we have no way to retreat."

The young man, Ziyi, one of the three ancestors of the human race, looked back, reached out to wipe the water droplets on his face, and raised his hand and shouted: "Continue, as long as there is one person alive, I must not give up."

"Perseverance is the only way to hope, you must persevere!"

"Tian Xingjian, the gentleman is self-improvement!"

Following Ziyi's roar, everyone behind him roared, at first only a few people heard and echoed.

Soon, more and more people heard these words, and more and more people followed suit. The sound was like thunder, echoing in the world, with the power to unite people's hearts and dispel despair.

Panicked, powerless hearts are gathered together, and all are united!
"Tian Xingjian, the gentleman is self-improvement!"

"Tian Xingjian, the gentleman is self-improvement!"

"Tian Xingjian, the gentleman is self-improvement!"

"..."

Wang Yu's heart was shaken, and he murmured: "Heaven moves vigorously, and a gentleman strives for self-improvement!"

This is a part of what happened in the real ancient times. It is the experience of the human race when the demon race used the soul of the human race to refine the witch-slaying sword under the general trend.

At that time, the monster clan was extremely strong, while the human race was weak, and they were driven out of their original residence by the monster clan. They fled in the world like a bereaved dog, looking for famous mountains and great rivers, only to be taken in by the mighty.

The Yaozu came fiercely, with endless killing intent, which made the people think that the Yaozu wanted to wipe out the human race and exterminate the race, so they rose up to resist!
The human race is powerless to resist the monster race, so they can only look for backers, great powers, and only hope to leave a trace of fire and keep the concept of the human race!
This is exactly the purpose of the Yaozu!
The soul of the human race can refine the witch-slaying sword, but if it is a human soul in a normal state, the effect is not strong. It needs this kind of experience to seek hope in despair, and the soul that persists all the time is the best way to refine the witch-slaying sword. Good material!

Therefore, at the end of the ancient era, although the monster race had an absolute advantage over the human race, they did not use their full strength to directly slaughter the entire human race. Don't kill them all, let them see hope!
This has continued for 3000 years. During this process, the human race has experienced the simplest and most desperate 3000 years. The soul was baptized in despair and hope. , Harvest in secret.

The word crops, in fact, was the first to mention the monster race, and its target was the human race!

The purpose is to refine the witch-slaying sword!

"The human race thank you senior!" On the Tu Wu sword, the light changed again, and another picture appeared.

This time it was another third ancestor, Youchao.

There were also endless human races behind them, kneeling on the plain in unison, and a masked Taoist stood opposite.

The Taoist was dressed in white, standing with his hands behind his back, his eyes were calm and majestic, with extraordinary momentum, just standing there, he looked like the ruler of the nine heavens, making people afraid to look directly at him.

"There's no need to be too polite." The Taoist in white waved his hand, and the crowd involuntarily got up, and then separated a third of them, falling behind the Taoist in white.

"There are too many." A heavy thunderous roar came, and a huge monster with nine heads and fangs and sharp teeth came out from behind the human race.

"You can only keep [-]%." The nine monsters glanced at the human race behind the white-clothed Taoist, and said again.

"A lot? Not much." The Taoist in white shook his head and said.

Hearing this, the eyes of the nine monster beasts turned ferocious, and one of their mouths opened wide, spewing out blue poisonous gas, covering the sky and covering the earth. As soon as Fang appeared, they changed the local laws and turned into a highly poisonous legal domain.

The poisonous gas did not fall on the white-clothed Taoist, but at the moment of appearance, a black cloud appeared above the white-clothed Taoist's head, and an ominous aura emerged from his body.

"Ghost Che, one of the top ten demon gods of the demon clan!" Seeing this, Wang Yu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he recognized his identity.

The monster clan has one emperor, one teacher and three emperors. When it comes to strength and status, they are almost the same, and they are the strongest rulers of the monster clan.

They are Emperor Jun of Heaven, Kunpeng of Demon Master, Taiyi of East Emperor, Nuwa of Emperor Wa, and Fuxi of Emperor Xi.

And below them are the ten demon gods of the demon clan, namely Fei Lian, Gui Che, Bi Tie, Qin Yuan, Ji Meng, Shang Yang, Jiu Ying, Fei Dan, Ying Zhao, and Bai Ze.

From back to front, the top ten demon gods are led by Bai Ze, Fei Lian is the weakest, followed by Gui Che.

Although it is the second-to-last demon god, as one of the top ten demon gods of the demon clan, even if it is the second-to-last demon god, it is not an ordinary existence.

In the prehistoric world, it can also be regarded as the top existence after the existence of Sanqing, Nuwa, Taiyi, Dijun, Twelve Ancestral Witches, etc.!

According to the comparison of the famous figures of the witch clan, they are also comparable to the most powerful witches, similar to Houyi, Xingtian, and Kuafu.

"The ghost car has nine heads, all of which can breathe out poisonous gas. However, it looks like poisonous gas, but it is actually fierce and ominous." Staring at the ghost car, Wang Yu recalled the information about the ghost car.

"The ghost car is actually an ominous bird, a ferocious monster. Seeing it is ominous will cause great disaster."

"It's cunning by nature, but with such strength it's still covered up with poisonous gas, so that when opponents are guarding against his poisonous gas, they will be invaded by its fierceness and ominousness without knowing it."

"The ferociousness shakes the mind, and the ominousness gives birth to calamity. The longer you fight with it, the more deeply you will be affected, and finally you will be affected by the ferocity, and you will act irrationally, causing the calamity to erupt and eventually fall."

"Instead of fighting, we must not be stalemate. We need to use thunderous means to prevent its fierce invasion from having time to affect it, let alone allow its calamity to occur. Otherwise, everything will be over."

The ghost car has strange supernatural powers, if there is no corresponding supernatural power, the magic weapon, even Wang Yu, can only do this, dare not tangle with him, otherwise he will be in danger of falling.

When it comes to strength, the ghost car is not the strongest among the top ten demon gods, but when it comes to weirdness, it can be ranked in the top three.

If you don't understand it, even the existence of strength above it, you will inevitably be influenced by it and defeated by it in the end.

Ferocity and ominousness are not in the orthodox laws and rules, but their power is not weak, and it is impossible to guard against!

"This white-clothed Taoist..." Turning his thoughts, Wang Yu looked at the white-clothed Taoist who was facing the ghost car. For some reason, he didn't think he would lose.

You know, with the ghost car's weird supernatural powers, even if he hadn't cultivated the Infinite Space Daoist Clothes and had a defense that can be called invulnerable to all magic, he would be caught if he was not careful.

But in the scene where the Butcher Sword was revealed, the Taoist man in white was facing the ghost car, standing with his hands behind his back, looking up at the ghost car, but it gave him a feeling of looking down.

He seemed to be aware of his weird supernatural powers and secret attacks, but he didn't care at all.

This seems to be a kind of self-confidence, self-confidence in oneself!
"He is?" Wang Yun frowned, looked carefully, and a name popped up in his heart, "Haotian!"

At the same time as the name popped up in his mind, the next moment, the picture changed, the ghost car struck, the Taoist man in white shook his hands, and a burnt white pagoda flew out.

The pagoda has nine floors, with flying eaves and hanging corners, clean and pure. There is no relief on the pagoda, and the painting table is like a piece of white paper.

The pagoda is light and agile, unlike ordinary pagodas, it is not heavy at all, it seems to be completely made of air, light and ethereal, flying in the air, standing quietly.

The poisonous gas came to the front and fell directly under the pagoda, as if it was a matter of course, without any reluctance, it piled up under the pagoda, and soon condensed into a blue-black poisonous pool.

The poisonous pool was calm, but soon there were waves. The ferocity and ominousness in the dark were captured, fell into the poisonous pool, and turned into light and color in the pool, making this side of the poisonous pool strange and ominous. , shaking densely, sending out waves of ripples.

The Poison Pool was not calm, and there were huge waves, but it was still unable to break through the confinement of the pagoda. After a while of turbulence, it finally calmed down.

"Haotian Tower! It's you!" The ghost car took back its original shape, turned around, and turned into a gloomy middle-aged man with a short beard and a blue-black demon clothes. Looking into the eyes of the white-clothed Taoist, a trace of fear.

"Back off." The Taoist in white said indifferently, although his eyes were on the ghost car, but his eyes were deep and deep, and the figure of the ghost car in his pupils was mixed in the endless monster clan, no different from other monster clans.

"Withdraw~" Ghost Che took a deep look at the white-clothed Taoist, and shouted loudly, not even daring to say a harsh word.

"It really is him!" Wang Yu murmured to himself in a low voice as the screen on Tu Wujian shook and turned into chaos.

Soon, the shaking picture became clear again. A fairy in yellow, with a beautiful appearance and a heroic posture, stood in front of the human race, looking at the endless monster race opposite, with a calm expression on her face.

Reaching out to pull out a hairpin from his head, and gently swipe it in front of his body, the starlight is endless, transforming into endless stars, and the stars rotate to form a galaxy, blocking the endless monsters, preventing them from taking a step forward.

In front of a mountain, in front of a vicissitudes of the Taoist temple, a white-haired Taoist, with a black-yellow light flashing through his hands, set up a large formation to protect countless human races and let the monster races behind him retreat.

A river, a mountain, a Taoist temple...

Wang Yu watched quietly, the records that were only seen in the classics in the past, now appeared on the Witch Sword.

The hardships of the human race in ancient times, the catastrophes, dangers, and predicaments encountered are all very clear.

In the catastrophe, all the great powers that helped the human race, without exception, are all revealed in the screen, occupying more screens than all other screens combined.

"Haotian, Yaochi, Zhenyuanzi, Houyi, Xingtian, Doumu, Ziwei, Gouchen..."

Wang Yu read their names one by one, remembering these monks who had great kindness to the human race. In ancient times, they protected the fire of the human race. As a human race, they are the benefactors of the human race and his benefactors.

The witch-killing sword shines, showing countless pictures, and finally the light weakens, and after showing the last great god who helps the human race, after condensing the last picture, the witch-killing sword quiets down, restraining all the light, Lying quietly in Wang Yu's hands.

"Raize."