Create a myth of the heavens

Chapter 133 0132: Sealing the Way of Heaven, Crazy Era
"Nuwa, you know too much.

But only by keeping this curiosity can a woman stay young for a long time.

It's a pity that in this world, many things are not known to outsiders."

Tang Jian, who had already returned to the dimensional space, sensed Nuwa who had gone to the Gonggong family with his heart, and his memory seemed to be in a trance, thinking of the little man who was in the volute world in the past, with a face of determination to mend the sky .

I thought of the story I told her about Tianwaitian and Renwairen.

But how could Nuwa know.

Beyond the sky, is there another world?

"Beyond heaven and earth, there is another universe, and there may even be multiple universes."

Tang Jian smiled.

As a time traveler, he felt that even if he became the master of a small world, he would not be able to expand.

Maybe it's just getting used to it.

In other words, the more you know, the more you will be in awe.

He told Houtu that he is also a fish caught in the net and needs to work hard, and there is nothing wrong with that.

At least he can only change the rules and destiny of the ancient small world, but cannot change the rules and destiny of the outside world.

Nuwa is looking for clues to clear the fog of fate.

Why doesn't he want to clear away the fog of fate, see through the truth that he traveled to this world, and see the truth that he inherited the small world.
"Let's go! My reincarnations, and the little girl from Houtu who is still very rebellious.

After you complete this task, I will reward you with a truly generous reward. "

Tang Jian moved his finger.

The elderly group No. 1 who was still in a coma in the main god's space, including Houtu who was also in a coma, all flew towards a suddenly opened space channel that exudes a cold and undead breath.

The entrance to the passage leading to the underworld.

Almost at the moment when the entrance of this passage opened.

In the Netherworld, where the breath of the dead is extremely strong.

In the cemetery of the gods full of fallen gods from the previous great world...

The Ghost Heavenly Dao, a semi-primitive life form, suddenly woke up from a deep sleep.

He was keenly aware of the aura that terrified him last time, and it seemed to reappear, and it became clearer.

This kind of fear made his already crazy and distorted emotions negative again, and he was about to explode violently.

"Who is it? Who is invading again and again, disturbing my peace."

"It's me, the benefactor who will save you"

Tang Jian stretched out his palm, and a wound was opened on his palm.

The flesh and blood split apart, and a drop of golden blood exuding an ancient atmosphere flew out. Following the method of "One Qi Transforming Three Cleanses", it condensed into a powerful incarnation, and got into the secluded world in a flash.

"presumptuous!!"

Gui Ling Tian Dao was mad and furious, and the hideous huge body that was put together like two men and a woman's god corpse suddenly split open.

A glaring, cold, filthy, and deadly ray of light shot out from the wound on his huge body that was filled with yellow-green pus.

bang——

The entire cemetery of the gods was shot through by this terrible dead and cold light.

The tyrannical willpower changed the color of the world in Youjie, and the space was drawn into clear ripples.

This light is so terrifying, the will and power contained in it seem to kill you if you touch it.

However, at this time, the incarnation of Tang Jian came from the entrance of the passage.

His incarnation exudes golden light, containing his will, his law, and the ancient holy blood contained in the ancient holy body.

He can't use the power of rules in this world, and the level of power has fallen from the rules to the level of power.

But Ghosts and Heavenly Dao also cannot invoke the power of the rules.

At least in a state of insanity, ghosts and gods can't understand the power of using rules at all.

Facing the astonishing death rays, Tang Jian's avatar with a golden light all over his body just smiled lightly, and suddenly stretched his arms, exuding a more ancient aura.

His whole body exploded like a little golden sun.

hum-

Before the death light could reach his body, it was purified by the dazzling golden glow released from outside his body.

Even the golden light spread like a tide.

Wherever he went, a large area of ​​undead breath was purified.

If you look carefully, the large piece of golden light is not a light at all, but a very fine golden mist.

It is a blood mist that contains the atmosphere of antiquity.

The ancient holy body, designed to destroy many evil spirits.

Even the original magic energy can be forcibly suppressed and transformed, not to mention the breath of the dead.

A drop of Tang Jian's blood is a sacred object for destroying evil.

"What kind of power is this?!"

Ghost Tiandao was taken aback, feeling that his breath of death was retreating steadily.

Even the will offensive just launched was instantly eliminated.

He felt that the little golden man exuding terrifying power was extremely terrifying, and he didn't belong to this world at all.

It doesn't even belong to the previous big world, but belongs to the high and mysterious other dimensional space, which is an unpredictable existence from other spatial dimensions.

If we say that the gap between the living beings in the entire Netherworld and the ghosts and heavens is worlds apart.

So now, the aura erupting from the golden figure on the opposite side made Guiling Tiandao feel that in front of him, he was just a small ant.

It is like an ordinary ghost, facing the way of heaven that dominates all living beings.

"How could such a terrifying existence appear in my world?
The cemetery of the gods, grant me glory, seal it for me. "

Feeling the extreme danger, Guiling Tiandao suddenly mobilized all the god corpses around.

All the corpses of the gods flew up densely, shattered, and burst into a strong filthy and evil brilliance of the dead, forming a heavy seal.

Every seal is like a sky, which can barely temporarily block the radiance of divine blood released by Tang Jian's incarnation.

But at this moment, the incarnation of Tang Jian's drop of divine blood suddenly flashed, piercing out like a sharp sword, flashing past fiercely, and the vast evil-breaking supernatural power directly smashed the heavy seals completely. broken.

When Tang Jian's incarnation reappeared, he was in front of the broken and put together corpse of Guiling Tiandao. He released his divine light as if strolling in a courtyard, and spoke in a low voice.

"Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.

The dead will eventually be buried in history.

You too will be buried by me! "

"What language is this? What power is this! No!"

Gui Ling Tiandao's body was exposed to the blazing blood light formed by Tang Jian's incarnation, and his body was melting continuously, feeling extremely weak and burning.

The gloomy willpower in the body full of cold aura is constantly melting under the blazing blood.

He felt that every word uttered by this terrifying golden figure was nobler and greater than the words of God in the previous great world.

This is simply the noble language of another great civilization.

"Even if it is the Heavenly Dao of the higher world, it will never kill me."

Ghost Ling Tiandao's whole body's strength suddenly burned wildly and violently, almost mobilizing the power of the whole body, even the power of the whole world.

The overwhelming power of the entire Nether Realm surged in and blessed the body of Ghost Heavenly Dao, making him feel earth-shattering.

"seal up!"

at this time.

Tang Jian's divine blood incarnation suddenly stretched out his finger, and drew a strange symbol in the air.

This symbol is like a pictogram, and it seems to be a character older than oracle bone inscriptions.

It takes the shape of "ω".

It is a civilization, a written language.

It is one of the oldest characters invented by Fu Xi in the ancient small world, when he observed the Guijia mountains and rivers.

It has more than one word "righteousness" and has great power.

At this time, it represents the word "seal".

When the word came out, Tang Jian's divine blood incarnation also turned into a drop of golden blood in a flash, and merged into the word, so that the special symbol-like text was also plated with gold, and shot directly at the ghost in a flash. Heaven.

The "ω" symbol text continued to soar and grow larger, and suddenly fell on the will of the ghost spirit whose body had been completely melted and lost.

Invincible, crushing.

The ghosts and spirits were directly sealed by the blazing brilliance.

The brilliance of the symbol of the seal hangs above the sky of the Nether Realm, purifying the breath of a large area of ​​undead, and it is rare to bring warmth and hope to the Yang world of the Nether Realm.

"what is that?"

Countless creatures looked up in shock at the seal rune that appeared in the sky like a sun, and felt that a sense of oppression and gloom that had enveloped them for many years disappeared.

The ghosts felt as if the sky was falling, screaming in horror to avoid the golden light cast from the sky, shrank into a dark corner and shivered.

The people in Yangjian wept with joy, feeling joyful and moved to see the moon through the dark clouds. They knelt on the ground and called out miracles, and worshiped the rune in the sky.

"In the end what happened?"

The Yin Tianzi who guarded the world looked up at the golden runes on the dome in shock.

Just feeling the terrifying vast divine power in the rune, he felt a creeping fear.

That power is probably ten or a hundred times stronger than him and the Ghost Emperor combined.

"This is the original form of ghosts and heavens? It looks like a lump of nasal pus."

After a drop of blood sealed the ghost spirit and heaven, Tang Jian could clearly see the shape of the ghost spirit and heaven in the seal.

It was a group of powerful and incomparable spiritual body, constantly wriggling, formless, spreading all kinds of information, with a gloomy, violent, and crazy momentum, constantly impacting the seal and wearing away the state of the seal.

The rune seal was so impacted by ghosts, spirits and heaven, and the golden glow of the divine blood would also be slightly weaker, constantly offsetting it.

"It seems that a drop of blood will be sent in every once in a while to strengthen the seal."

Tang Jian secretly said, his eyes swept across the secluded world that seemed to have been purified by a drop of his ancient holy blood, and he had a deeper understanding of the power of the ancient holy body.

However, although he has the strength to kill the ghosts and heaven, and even directly purify the entire Nether Realm, causing the Nether Realm to exit the state of the Necromancer Realm directly, everything is liquidated and starts from scratch.

But that's not his purpose.

Youjie is just a small copy he prepared for Houtu.

After Hou Tu clears the customs, perhaps he will directly harvest this small dungeon.

And ghosts and heavenly ways may eventually become Houtu's reward.

"I leave it to you now, my hardworking reincarnations."

Tang Jian watched as the reincarnation of the No. 1 senior group fell into a certain mountain and river in the Nether Realm with Houtu, retracted his sight, and closed the passage connecting the two realms.

At the same time, a side mission of [Collecting Soul Orbs] was released again.

With so many ghost resources in Youjie, this will be a good opportunity for the No. 1 senior group to make soul orbs and hand them in to make a fortune.

Tang Jian was not worried that these people would keep the soul orbs and not hand them in.

They are all a bunch of paupers, lacking contribution points in exchange for contributing medicine, powerful weapons and cultivation resources, and the soul orb has only one function, which is to enhance the power of the mind.

Smart reincarnations don't need to be reminded how to choose.

Tang Jian was distracted to pay attention to the situation of the other two reincarnation teams.

Judging from the current progress of these two teams, at least in the next four or five days of real time, or even before Houtu solves the Youjie, he doesn't need to pay attention.

"Then, now I can continue to herd the ancient world with all my heart and soul."
My turkey noodles should be done in a while. "

Tang Jian walked in front of the Nether body armor and the wings of the gods floating in the dimensional space, with a solemn expression.

He felt it was time to install the trumpet and start laying the groundwork for the next important mythological event.

As the behind-the-scenes man who runs the world, it is naturally inappropriate for the main body to appear frequently.

But the small vest still has to be prepared.

The salted fish management method of the complete free-range model is difficult to promote the birth of some desirable legendary events.

There is no way to get rich rewards.

And now, Tang Jian intends to create another trumpet to lead the next crazy era in the ancient world.
(End of this chapter)