The Eternal Emperor of Prehistoric Times

Chapter 847, Mengyuan Supreme, Thousand-faced God Clan
  "Among the three thousand avenues, I still have the inheritance to save all sentient beings!" Tang Long said slowly.

As soon as he finished speaking, countless chanting sounds came from the Wanxiang Immortal Monument, and the sutras resounded throughout the Wanxiang Immortal Monument.

"Hmph, there's no way to save him from me!" The Seventh Prince Ao didn't believe in evil, but was full of confidence. He allowed the voice of save him to come, but he was blocked by the forbidden weapon!

……

"Keep Tang Wang waiting for a long time!"

The wicked Taoist arrived belatedly, but there was also a Supreme Being traveling with him, but I didn't know his name.

However, from the depths of his bloodline, Tang Long naturally felt a trace of resistance!

"This is one of the strongest young supremes who is proficient in the Avenue of Dreams. It is rumored that the strongest young supreme came out of the mysterious Lord God's space. His cultivation has taken part in creation. He has a very deep understanding of the Avenue of Dreams. His name is - The Supreme of Dreams. !" The wicked Taoist said slowly, with a big belly, touching two handfuls from time to time, smiling.

"please!"

Tang Long didn't say much. Of course he knew why his own bloodline was so resistant to Mengyuan Supreme, because the main god space was the supreme space that controlled the dreams of dozens of worlds. The holy land built from it naturally allowed him to The blood of dream gods and demons in his body was dissatisfied, but there was nothing he could do.

Even if he knew some basic conditions of the Main God Space, Tang Long did not dare to conclude that it was exactly the same as the Main God Space he had heard about in the Earth Star Lineage!
  Just like the same, the real purpose of the Lord God Space is only to harvest and endless plunder. These things will never be known to anyone!
  And it will not let any living beings in its main god space escape from control, and will leave its own mark on them.

But I have never felt it in Mengyuan Supreme. Maybe it is because Tang Long is not at a high level, or maybe it is for other reasons, which is unknown!

"Before entering it, we must at least clear away the imprints on our bodies, return to our original nature, and transform into ordinary people before we can enter it. Otherwise, if we first enter it, we will be in a state of full strength, and I am afraid it will already be like being in the darkness. The bright light can be seen clearly, so we have to hide ourselves, completely integrate into it, and become one with the darkness!" Mengyuan Supreme, whose body is like a dream, said slowly.

"It's dark under the lamp. There are too many people who have entered it, and I won't pay attention to them one by one. But the ones who really pay attention are still the ones who jump the highest. We all have our own purposes in entering it, and we can profit from the chaos!"

Supreme Meng Yuan warned that his own cultivation has completely returned to the ordinary, peeling off every trace of his own soul, and hiding the path and fruit of this place in the stripped soul!
  "Virtuous Taoist, this result makes me a little unexpected!" Tang Long said slowly.

There are many secret techniques to peel off a trace of the soul, and it is okay to reach the Mengyuan Supreme level, but no young Supreme would want to enter it by such means.

You must know that the strongest young supremes are all arrogant and do not tolerate any offense. In the Tianwu Continent, Tang Long has never been like this. However, it is difficult for Tang Long to do this.

"There are thousands of incarnations, why don't you understand the great ways of the world!" The wicked Taoist said with a smile. He obviously made Tang Long a fool, but he was tepid. He obviously counted Tang Long among them.

"It's so, that's okay!" Tang Long glanced at Taoist Wicked, and the fleeting murderous intent in his eyes disappeared, but he had another plan!
  "go with!"

Tang Long took out a drop of blood, which was the imperial blood of the Seventh Prince of Aogu. He was born in the Aogu Empire. No matter how thin his own bloodline was, there was still some blood of the Aogu Immortal Emperor in it, and this trace of blood was already enough!

"The Talisman Dao is also one of the three thousand avenues. It's a pity that I haven't received the inheritance of all the supreme talismans created by Fu Zu, but I still have some achievements!" Tang Long took out a ninth-level talisman, which was an imitation. , the talisman drawn by imitating the holy talisman that steals the sky and changes the sun in the eternal night sand! However, Tang Long was not proficient in talismans, nor did he practice much, or even only had some understanding. However, among his Heavenly Emperors, there were as many talisman masters as stars, and of course the same was true for low-level talisman masters.

But there are also many high-level ones. Among them are eight high-level Talisman Masters. They were once the most powerful in the ninth-level Talisman Master Dzogchen realm. Unfortunately, they fell in the path of enlightenment, or they were born at the wrong time and died prematurely. In the midst of war!

Now, this ninth-order talisman is one of their best joint masterpieces. Its mystery can be hidden from the sky. If the Supreme Heavenly Dao hadn't come in person, or if the Lord of Yun Dynasty had met him in person, it would have been difficult to see through the energy in Tang Long's body. , and even thought that Tang Long himself was the prince of the Aogu Empire.

"Shh..."

Tang Long drew out a trace of blood and blended it into it, thoroughly deducing some of the secrets of the bloodline of the Aogu Immortal Emperor, and deceiving the world.

Immediately, Tang Long will wear it on his body. If the wicked Taoist hadn't seen it with his own eyes just now, he would have thought that Tang Long was the real Yongye Hengsha, the prince of the Aogu Empire!

"Wonderful. It's really wonderful!" The wicked Taoist couldn't help but applaud and praise, but also regretted: "It's a pity, Taoist brother, that I never had such a treasure, but I also have a treasure that can cover my body."

The wicked Taoist stretched out his chubby arms, felt around in the storage bag at his waist, and took out an insignificant item!

It's a mask, but the pattern on the mask is ugly and weird.

"One of the natal gods of the Thousand-faced God Clan, Brother Wicked is really good at it!" Supreme Meng Yuan said slowly. A wisp of his soul turned into a figure and looked at the human-like, ghost-like, and A mask that looks like a demon or a Buddha.

This mask may be ugly and disgusting, but it is actually quite practical and may be considered a rare item.

The Thousand Faces Mask is one of the most precious treasures of the Thousand-faced God Clan. It is one of their natural treasures. The Thousand-faced God Clan itself has no face, no form, no self, no self, no appearance!

When the Thousand-Faced God Clan was born, they had no human face, no appearance at all, and no facial features, and their true appearance came from their own masks.

And their masks can imitate monks in the same realm as themselves, not only the appearance changes, but it would not be surprising if it is like this.

But what is really amazing about them is not here. Imitation of their appearance is the first step, and what they really imitate is inside and outside, no matter who they are imitating, their temperament, vitality, bloodline, and spirit. Channeling techniques, etc., are all imitated exactly the same, and there is no way to tell them apart.

Just like the six-eared macaque imitating Sun Wukong in Journey to the West, it is not even more terrifying than the other one. Every move he makes is the same.

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