Phaseless evolution

Chapter 852

The natural disaster of destiny is a disaster of destiny and time and space. At this moment, Xiao Mo is not there, Qin Changfeng can't combine time and space, but he shows the power of destiny and truth to the extreme to all living beings.

The golden ripples spread at the speed of light, unfolding like a scroll, no matter what it is, once it gets caught in it, it will become a picture without thickness, and then everything is silent. The floating ant colony was completely left on the scroll just like that.

Under such a terrifying power, there is no need to remind, the warriors of the two clans of the Lich who were fighting together hurriedly dispersed to stay away from the golden ripples.

Most of the Yaozu fighters retreated to the vicinity of the Nantian Gate smoothly, because the golden ripples only spread forward, and the Yaozu Tiangong behind was not affected.In contrast, the warriors of the Wu tribe did not go so smoothly. The ripples behind them were like the boundary of death. Once they were caught up by the golden light streaks, even if they were only half a step away, they would freeze immediately.

"Shoot together and break it!"

Seeing that the entire Wu Clan army was almost driven to flee in panic by this strange light wave, Zu Wudi Jiang was furious, and cut off the void in all directions while roaring, trying to shatter the ripples and the void together.

At the same time, the other ancestral witches also made their moves one after another. They didn't know how many supernatural powers appeared for a while, and blasted towards the golden light waves that spread from the sky in front of them. The blood energy of the witch clan was dyed red for nine days, and patches of light rain surged Mighty, is the form of various divine channels.

There is Dijiang’s Rift in the Void, Zhu Rong and Gong Gong’s fusion of water and fire melts volcanic floods, and Ju Mang’s Jianmu Tongtian... All these, twelve kinds of supernatural powers gather together and pour away like heaven and earth.

This kind of fluctuation is too terrifying. It makes time and space swell, violently turbulent, and the coercion is unimaginable.

The chaos collapsed, the stars swayed, and the loud bangs washed away the entire prehistoric world. The nine heavens were completely filled with light, as if they were about to open up the world again.

In fact, when the Twelve Ancestral Witches teamed up, there was really no one in the world who could confront him except Hongjun. Even the great sages of the monster race teamed up, and I am afraid that they would have to avoid the edge for the time being.

However, Qin Changfeng, who was above the Nantian Gate, just laughed dryly: "What a grand fireworks."

At the same time as the voice fell, the golden picture scroll was still unfolding forward, as before, including the boundless magical vision created by the twelve ancestor witches.

This time, the supernatural powers of the ancestral witch collided violently with the Tianwei of the scroll, and sometimes the smooth, mirror-like golden picture bulged high up, as if it was about to be punctured, and sometimes those magical channels such as building trees, floods, and volcanoes lost their thickness and became a flat picture.

The combination of the Twelve Patriarchal Witches is really shocking the past and the present. Under normal circumstances, Qin Changfeng might be wiped out in a single encounter.

But at this moment, the golden picture scroll not only completely blocked all witchcraft supernatural powers, but also flattened them all at a relatively slow but unwavering speed under the ink-like golden light patterns, branding them. On the golden scroll...

This is actually the process of three-dimensional objects falling to two dimensions!
The most well-known ultimate mystery of the void is dimension, and most of the supreme gods are seeking higher-dimensional worlds and mysteries, but Qin Changfeng does the opposite.

In his exploration of high latitudes, he only stays at the four-dimensional level, and he can only apply it briefly, and puts more energy on the low-dimensional below the three-dimensional.

Because there are too many dimensions beyond the three dimensions, so far no practitioners have verified how many are left. It is really slim and impossible to see the end if you want to practice to the highest dimension.The low latitudes under the three-dimensional main world are different, at most there are only two-dimensional, one-dimensional and zero-dimensional.

Comparing the two, Qin Changfeng believes that it is much more likely to reach the end point downwards, which also makes the main power of his void supernatural powers be dimensionality reduction strikes.

Everything, under this kind of blow, will be reduced to the two-dimensional world. Those colorful ancestral witch supernatural powers also cannot escape this fate, and are sealed on the screen at the most brilliant time.

Within the rules of the Void Avenue, low-latitude life can survive in the high-latitude world. On the contrary, everything in the three-dimensional world will lose its activity after falling into the two-dimensional world.

If it is a living being, it will die directly. If it is an object, it will lose its value. Nothing can continue to exist in a painting with zero thickness.

It was a quiet world of death, an incomparably magnificent picture scroll filled with endless breath of death.

It unfolded slowly, as if to spread over the entire 33 days, and if so, it would be Ragnarok.

Previously, when the Law of the Void was promoted to the eighth realm, Qin Changfeng could also unleash a dimensionality reduction strike, but it was limited to a single Void Feather, and its power and scope were very limited.

But now, with the raising of the divine wings and the unfolding of the twilight scroll, it is a real disaster to punish all living beings!

Looking at the border of the picture scroll that was approaching, even the twelve ancestor witches were also shocked at this moment. They looked at each other and saw the fear in each other's eyes.

They entered the picture scroll with the avatar of the ancestral witch, and they might be able to break it with brute force, but they might also be sealed directly in the same shape as those divine channels!Moreover, anyone can guess that this picture scroll cannot be extended infinitely, otherwise the prehistoric world will send disasters and punishments to destroy it.

So there is absolutely no need to gamble with your life.

Their predictions were also accurate. The golden lines of light extended hundreds of miles up, down, left, and right from the Nantian Gate, forming a picture scroll that completely separated the entire Monster Race Heavenly Palace from the Wu Race army like a deep abyss, and finally stopped expanding. All the lines gradually disappear at the border.

However, at this moment, no warrior of the Wu clan dared to step into this magnificent and boundless picture scroll, as if it was a pond of life and death.

"Amazing, the Yaozu is really lucky to have you as a son-in-law."

Houtu and Qin Changfeng faced each other across the scroll, sighed, and said again: "But you can still unfold three similar scrolls, and block the other three sides of the heaven?"

Can you?

Of course it can't. The reason why the one in front of me can seal the supernatural powers of the twelve ancestor witches at the same time is because it has the power of golden light of merit. Now Qin Changfeng's golden light of merit has been exhausted in this blow, even if he uses it again The same move, also the power will be very different.

But he smiled slightly and said: "Maybe it's possible, maybe it's not. Why don't you try it yourself? But if you come again, you won't give up so easily. I don't know how many of the Wu clan fighters present are faster than that." Skylight."

The ambiguous answer made the ancestral witches even more uncertain. They naturally have the confidence to retreat safely at any time, but what about the army of witches they brought?

If all of them were turned into portraits and left in the heavens, then the entire Wu Clan would be seriously injured. As Zu Wu, if they lost their clansmen and warriors, what kind of ancestors would they be called.

The ancestor witches were silent again when they heard the words, and after a while Dijiang asked Houtu: "My sister, do you think what he said is true or false?"

Hesitation and reluctance were evident in the voice. He neither wanted to retreat at this point nor bet on the army of the witch tribe. Houtu is the one who has the most research on the divine channel method among the twelve ancestor witches. Most of the other ancestor witches only practice bloodline supernatural powers. , she is the only one who has dabbled in all kinds of mystical arts and secrets.

"I can't figure it out."

Houtu shook his head lightly, pondered for a while, and said earnestly: "Brother, according to my younger sister, even if this son is a little bluffing, at least he has the quasi-sacred way and can't go wrong. It is difficult for us to join hands with the ancestors and witches to win in a short time." It is even more difficult to descend to the Great Sage of the Monster Race, now that you have this son, it is useless to continue to entangle with the Monster Race in the Heaven Realm, you might as well go back to the prehistoric land and make a long-term plan, and it will not be too late to make a comeback when I have the certainty of victory in the future."

As soon as the words fell, a strong bloody aura suddenly pervaded the sky and covered the sky, and a majestic blood shadow appeared from the void, as if rushing from a distance.

This person is obviously the ancestor of Minghe, and before his body was stable, he said to Dijun, Nuwa and others: "My friends from the monster race, Minghe is late for some reason, don't take it wrong!"

When the Yaozu was holding a grand ceremony, he was always a guest. After the Wuzu came, he disappeared. At this time, when the situation became clear, he suddenly appeared again. How could the Yaozu be able to guess what was going on, but no one told the lie When it was broken, Di Jun said happily: "Why did Fellow Daoist Minghe say such a thing? You can come to help fellow Daoist, and the Yaozu are very grateful."

"It's easy to say, easy to say," Patriarch Minghe said with a smile: "Since my Son of Blood Sea is bound up with the noble eldest princess, Blood Sea and the Yaozu are in the same family. If the Yaozu is in trouble, I will never stand by and watch no matter what."

His voice was loud and loud, apparently deliberately for the Wu clan to listen to the sermon.

Feeling the quasi-sage aura on him, the ancestors and witches couldn't help but sink their eyes again. Since then, the Wu Clan has two more quasi-sages who were not expected to help. No longer possible.

"Forget it, from today onwards, your monster clan will control the sky, and our witch clan will control the land, each occupying one side."

Dijiang was expressionless, and he didn't seem to be discouraged to retreat without a fight, but only he knew whether there was any fluctuation in his heart.

Then he opened the gate of the void again, and the army of the witch clan began to retreat in an orderly manner, and the monster clan did not stop them.

Before leaving, Zu Wu Zhurong suddenly turned around and shouted to Qin Changfeng: "Boy, have we met?"

Qin Changfeng smiled: "In the past, I came to visit and wanted to discuss Taoism and make friends, Zhu Rong Zuwu gave me the word 'roll'."

As soon as these words came out, the rest of the ancestor witches immediately turned their heads, and all their gazes swept towards Zhu Rong like sharp swords... They had reason to believe that if it wasn't for the rolling character back then, the one who had such a comrade in arms was likely to be the Wu clan!

"Hey! I regret it at the beginning."

Zhu Rong was filled with remorse, pretending not to see the eyes of other brothers, and said, "What's so good about a Yaozu princess? There are countless beauties in my Wuzu. Come to the Wuzu. You can choose any woman from the Wuzu!"

(End of this chapter)