Heavenly God Mnemonic

"Boom!"

A crack suddenly appeared in the "empty" place, and it cracked open, revealing light inside.

As soon as Yang Xuan hided his figure, he flew in.

The crack soon healed, and the world "quiet" and "empty" again, but a huge ripple of energy spread in the void.

"What a far-reaching sense of rules...Is this the universe of the primary era?" Yang Xuanzang entered a new world, boundless, extremely empty, full of ancient atmosphere, and the rock under his feet was as hard as iron. The years have precipitated.

"Where is the treasure mentioned by Master Van Gogh? Can I feel it?"

Yang Xuanzang grabbed the halberd with his right hand, pointed to the front, then closed his eyes, and entered the realm of the unity of heaven and man, without me and nothing, he seemed to be together with the halberd and turned into a part of the world.

Since there is a treasure, based on my own understanding of the Dao, it should be sensed.

Suddenly, Yang Xuanzang furrowed his eyebrows slightly, his eyes opened slightly, and a glimmer of cold light shot out from his eyes. The halberd flicked in the air, and a phantom light was cut out.

The slash strangled in the air, "Ah!" A scream came, and countless red silk threads exploded outside the halberd light.

It was actually a God Devouring Gu lurking nearby, trying to sneak attack, but Yang Xuanzang sensed it and smashed it directly.

Those broken red lines moved in the air like earthworms, and wanted to escape far away.

"It's another one."

This God Devouring Gu was not the one that Yang Xuanzang was pursuing. He stretched out his hand and grabbed it in the air. All the red lines were captured, and he could no longer escape, so he could only struggle desperately in the air.

Yang Xuanzang looked with fiery eyes and found that these red silk threads were connected in complex ways by countless strange individuals, and they could survive no matter how they were cut.

He was secretly shocked that this kind of thing is inherently invulnerable to swords and magic, and there is an immortal structure. How can there be such a heaven-defying creature in the world?

He slapped a finger, and a ball of flames melted from the top of his palm, and burned to the red silk threads with a bang.

"Boom!"

Those silk threads struggled, but they were ignited in an instant, and then "cracked" little by little, and a thick insect breath spread out.

Yang Xuanzang breathed a sigh of relief, these things were burned to ashes after a while under the six phantom flames.

Yang Xuanzang held the halberd and waited for the flames to go out, a sneer raised at the corner of his mouth, turned around and pointed the halberd at another void, and sneered: "It's your turn!"

The void is quiet.

Yang Xuanzang snorted: "Originally, you were hiding very well. If it hadn't been for the God Devouring Gu that had attacked me just now, it made you hesitate whether you want to take action. I released a little breath, I really didn't feel you. "

"Wow!"

In that void, a red glow shot out instantly, fleeing far away at an extremely fast speed.

"If I can chase you here, how could I let you escape."

Yang Xuanzang sneered, waved his halberd, and the void was cut off with a "boom". He took a step forward and went straight to the other shore, appeared in front of the red line, then turned around and turned his hand back with a halberd.

"Boom!"

Those red lights were smashed by the halberd, and most of them broke at once, and the horrified voice came out, "Don’t, don’t kill me! Killing me will not do you any good, no matter what you ask, I can promise you, as long as you let me go !"

The red lines twisted in the air and slowly reunited together, transforming into the figure of the old man, his face full of pleading, his body was already in ruin.

Yang Xuanzang received the halberd, held his hand behind him, and said, "Let me ask you, what is this place?"

The old man said: "Here is a magic weapon of the universe, this magic weapon is called a jar of heaven, it is a jar."

Yang Xuanzang said, "Is there any way to get this jar? Can this jar restrain you?"

The old man stunned, and smiled bitterly: "This jar is extremely terrible, let alone restrain us, no matter how strong things can be restrained, I don't know how to get it."

Yang Xuanzang frowned and said, "Then why are you in this jar?"

The old man looked ugly and said: "I don't know the specifics, but it is said that our ancestors were raised in this jar..." He pondered, and said: "Our physical bodies are extremely tyrannical, and they are hard to be hurt by knives and guns. It’s not surprising that people will raise the treasures and spiritual things that I saw, but for countless years, it seems that I have not seen the person who raised them, nor heard of anyone being taken away."

Yang Xuanzang suddenly felt sympathy for these god-eating gu. Whoever knew his situation would be no different from a chicken and duck, and would not feel good. He asked, "How can I see the body of this jar?"

The old man said: "I've seen the body of this jar twice. I felt it during cultivation. It was suppressed in an instant, and I almost didn't break my spiritual sense." His face was panicked, and his heart lingered.

Yang Xuanzang asked again: "Do you know Chongying?"

The old man's face changed drastically, and the boss stared at once, and cried out blankly: "Do you recognize this person?"

Yang Xuanzang said, "You should know what you look like?"

The old man was dumbfounded, sighed, "Naturally knows, but has never seen it. According to legend, he was the first God Devouring Gu to escape from this heavenly jar. In this world of heaven and earth, his message has been passed down from time to time. , We only have one purpose and direction, which is to escape from here, so Chong Ying is like an idol. According to legend, he swallowed a large number of God Devouring Gu, cultivated to reach the sky, surpassed the ten-star realm, and then left here."

Yang Xuanzang asked, "Then you know, what is the weakness of Zhongying? If I want to deal with him, what can I do?"

The old man was shocked: "The adult wanted to..." He stopped talking, realizing the importance of life-saving, and said in a daze: "To deal with the heavy infant... It seems that the adult's method is not good."

He said this very tactfully.

Yang Xuanzang snorted softly and said, "I naturally know that the gap is not small, so what are your ideas?"

The old man meditated: "This sky can can definitely suppress heavy infants. It's just that it's too difficult to collect this can. I don't know who can do it. Secondly, I think the adults' weapons are too terrible. Cut off our main body directly, and the degree of restraint against our race is afraid that it will not be under the sky. The flames controlled by the adults are also fatal to me."

Yang Xuanzang frowned and said: "My cultivation level is not enough, and weapons and flames alone are not enough to deal with heavy infants. It seems that I must find a way to get this jar."

The old man's eyes flashed brightly, and he didn't say anything, but there was a sneer in his heart. How many years have this jar been left? Even in the first-generation universe, it has never been obtained by anyone. What does he rely on?