Supreme Immortal Emperor

Vanity is vast and darkness is boundless.

That small piece of small universe is like a pearl embedded in nothingness.

I still haven’t seen Ye Chen.

change something rotten into something magical, he buried himself, melted into the universe, and became the universe.

I don’t know in that year, Cang Mian got two more rice grains.

Don’t look at them as small, but they seem to be alive. With the years, they gather bit by bit.

A hundred years.

They seem to be grown up. Since the light of rice grains, they have evolved into a sun and a moon. The dazzling sunlight and the bright moonlight illuminate the world, and the brilliance reflects dreams.

Then there are stars.

The vast night sky is dotted with stars, and each one is shining with Eternal Light.

Since this day, the small universe has day and night.

Day and night, sun and moon reincarnation, carved out by Time Law, become a touch in the dark.

The years are still that long.

To the great change of heaven and earth, to the arrival of the new day, more buds sprout, even one after another withered tree branches grow branches and leaves at a speed visible by naked eye. Vigorously.

It is spring, and everything is resurrected.

Time is not old, the universe is changing, and Kuxia lined up to enter the stage of new history.

The sun was shining brightly, and the earth was burnt and cracked.

March is fleeting, the breeze is refreshing, and the sky is flying slightly, it is the depression of autumn.

The flowers and leaves are withered, and the white clothed in winter is more dusty than imagined.

The fullness of spring, the scorching heat of summer, the bleakness of autumn, and the silence of winter all have their own style.

In a quiet night, Cang Mian saw dark clouds, and thunder and lightning tore.

It’s raining, pouring heavy rain, accompanied by a howling gust of wind, pouring the world.

This rain will last a hundred years.

Rainwater converges with Source of Life, gathering in gullies, forming rivers in rivers, crisscrossing the vast land.

Wind, Rain, Thunder, Lightning, all are available.

Of course, the universe is in Nirvana, the rules are changing, and the entire universe is evolving for eternity.

The light of the morning sun is warm and peaceful.

Standing on the top of the mountain, looking out over the world, its a wonderful sight. The mountains stand in great numbers, with rich vegetation, rushing rivers and gurgling creeks. Everywhere is full of vitality. They are all dyed with eternity, hidden under the lingering clouds and mist, and they are also hazy. It really becomes an Immortal Realm on earth.

Look carefully, everything is reflected in the shadow of Ye Chen.

Thats right, the decadent Spirit Transformation is strange, the seed of eternity, and finally performed the universe of all things. Every thing can be called Ye Chen. He is eternal and all things, this small universe. The creator god.

He still didn’t show up.

The transformation has not been completed, the body merges into the universe, and the magic is moving towards the last step.

It’s winter again, and the snow is flying.

The cold world is covered with a white coat, which is not stained with dirt.

A few days have passed since Taikoo prehistoric.

The emperors are all cross-legged, sitting on their feet, never forgetting to enlighten the way. Unreliable, such as Emperor Xuan, Emperor Gui, and Emperor Ming, they all have a lot of peace. Although they are not the emperor, but You have to look for a breakthrough. Saint Physique is strong, Heavenly Dao is weak, and the common people are the same. When they are strong, Heavenly Dao is weak.

For a moment, all the emperors opened their eyes together and collectively looked towards the end of Taikoo.

The female emperor is back, covered in blood. When she walked to the end, she didn’t stand firmly in one step and almost fell. She was tired, but she laughed while tired. It seems that she has been resurrected a lot. Supreme.

Under the focal point of ten thousands, she flicked her sleeves, a lot of silhouette manifested.

At that moment, including the gods, they all got up subconsciously and stared at that side blankly. They were once the supreme of the Ancient Celestial Court, including Quasihuang Peak, and the emperors primary level, and the past. There are old friends and mentors from the ages, one is better than the other, and the generations are more scary than the other.

“It’s an era.”

Too many supreme elders are in tears, fighting together forever, in the blink of an eye, it is the cycle of time.

There is no time to remember the past.

The female emperor used eternity to support her, took out one after another, the enchanted Dunjia Tianzi, and each Tianzi merged into a supreme, and she was responsible for the fusion of the supreme and the heaven, so it was true Resurrection takes root.

“What an unknown, what a heavenly character.”

Zhitian murmured softly, consecrated the dungeon, resurrected the Supreme, and the heavenly character took root. In this process, she is a witness, Witnessed what is miraculous, such things as impossible in their universe.

The so-called Heaven Beyond the Heaven, she has already looked at a corner.

Because of this, she has a more yearning for the eternal immortal realm. Tianzi, the unknown and the little baby are so strange, let alone the eternal immortal realm. If one day, it will be the gate of eternity. Open wide, she will step in without hesitation, moth flies into the flame, no regrets, and just want to take a look at the eternity.

pu!

When she was in a daze, the empress squirted blood. She was beaten too badly in the unknown. She was almost killed and suffered very serious injuries. Gold Jade was defeated. Inside, now forcibly fusing the sky word has hurt the foundation.

Hey!

With a sigh, Zi Zaitian walked out of the Empress Small World, took some words from the sky, and waved them, lying in the air while sleeping, the Supremes, one by one, have practiced their own way.

Obviously, she is helping.

People who have been Heavenly Dao should have no desire, no desire, no anger or hatred for time.

“Thank you.”

The empress smiled tiredly, stepped back, and sat weakly on the rock.

“When Heavenly Dao recovers, you will have no chance of winning.”

Zhi Zai Tian said, although the position of God has fallen, but the vision is still there, after so long, this The universe has been understood to some extent, and there is no Supreme God. If there is a real war, the heavens will lose.

“Green life will last forever.”

The female emperor lightly said, she also glanced sideways at Emperor Huang and Hongyan.

The two have basically recovered and are still undergoing transformation.

This proves that Ye Chen is still there and must be in a certain corner of Nirvana. He is not only the sword that slaughtered God, but also the common peoples belief that she could win a generation of holy demons back then, and now he can Tu Heavenly Dao.

Zi Zai Tian did not speak any more, and continued to merge Tianzi.

Once, she was like a female emperor, with unquenchable obsessions, but now, there is only a little puppet-like humble desire, except for the eternal fairyland, there is nothing in the world that can make her mood waver .

With a simple dialogue, both of them were silent.

That day, fighting to death and life, this time seems to have become close friends, and there is a tacit understanding of the same.

At the end, there are many more living supreme.

When the younger emperor saw it, he bowed his hand from a distance, only heard the legend, but still saw Daoist for the first time.

Fight against the sky.

This one is an ancient god. The baleful qi honed out by a sea of blood dripping on the mountain of corpses is incomparable to later generations. It is really like a god of killing. It comes from Nine Nether. One of them is all over the world.

“God executor, I trust you have been well since we last met.”

The newly resurrected Celestial Court Supreme, all gathered on the altar of the Sealing Generation of Holy Demons.

After an epoch, their words have calmed down a lot. There is no roar from the sky, no roar from the soul, and everything is idle so plain, it should have experienced life and death. Has long been bearish, and now returning is just a continuation of the unfulfilled long-cherished wish of the previous life.

“All beings are all ants.” A generation of holy demon smiled.

And this line seems to be his exclusive, no matter who comes, he will take it out and take a stroll.

In his opinion, it is no different from the ant if it is not at the Huangdi level.

This point, the emperors did not refute, and they were too lazy to refute, and they will fight against the sky in the future.

After stopping for a long time, the emperors left.

There are a lot of mountains and their silhouettes, each cross-legged, all are enlightening, and they are all fighting for the position of the deserted emperor. I dont know if I lost or won in my previous life. Now Im going to do it again. Universe.

small universe.

The snow, still falling, is a thousand years, dyeing the whole world into white.

Until a certain day, the falling blood blossoms turned into ray of light.

It is the eternal light, such as the Celestial Immortal rain, poured into the world, nourishing the universe.

All things return to spring.

A new life is born, and this new life refers not only to all things, but also Ye Chen.

This Nirvana took thousands of years.

And he finally completely changed something rotten into something magical, creating the legendary myth.

In the vast land, he reshapes an adult.

It’s still that ridiculous Ancient Saint body, or that Eternal True Body, more immortal than before going to bed, bright brilliance blooms on him; the breath of all things lingers on his side, there are universe and rules , Jicheng brand, carved into the deepest part of his soul, that is also the brand of this universe.

“Heavenly Dao.”

Ye Chen closed his eyes and muttered softly, absorbing World Aura comfortably, his consciousness erratic, and his mind was too imaginary.

bang! hong long long!

Every time he breathes, Cang Mian flashes and thunders, the earth buzzes and sways, there are rivers tumbling, there are violent winds, sometimes heavy rain is poured, and sometimes everything is withered, without any signs of manifestation.

In other words, everything in this universe is moved because of him.

As long as he wants, he only needs a single thought to turn the blue sea turned into mulberry fields; he also needs a single thought to make the universe die.

This is Heavenly Dao, it is God, it is the ruler of all things.

Heavenly Dao of Zhao Yunyu can do this, but it will disturb the rules and the universe.

Compared to these, the universe is an accident.

Heavenly Dao is there. There is Heavenly Dao in Heavenly Dao. The authority is divided and weakened. It cannot be destroyed by one thought. In the final analysis, it is the living beings fighting against the gods. The weighing pole in the dark has long been tilted.

“Good life and wonderful feeling.”

Ye Chen opened his eyes, his eyes turned from chaos into eternity, thousands of years of metamorphosis, eternity has been infinitely close to Perfection, and his body has decayed. Dao Yun is magical, he is God, overlooking the world.

Unfortunately, there is no one alive in this world except him.

But, one day, it will evolve, maybe a mortal, maybe a fairy, but no matter how strong it is, he will not be able to surpass his Heavenly Dao, a certain kind of dominating power, there are scattered ashes at the fingertips and dispersed smoke.

“A new civilization.”

Ye Chen smiled, rising step by step, walking all the way to see all the way, this is his universe.

While walking, the word Dunjia sky flies back and surrounds him.

I dont know why, Tianzi is more kind to him. Maybe he blended the word “Tao”, maybe it made Heavenly Dao, no matter which kind it is, it is enough for them to have spirituality, like a group of lively The child.

After a pot of wine, Ye Chen settled on the top of the mountain.

The rules have been listed, and the world has suffered, has become a Heavenly Dao, and it is worth returning to the heavens.

This time, he has a way.

It’s still the way of dreams. Nirvana for thousands of years is not only the decay of Spirit Transformation, but also thousands of years of enlightenment. In this field, I dont know if I can catch up with Yaochis footsteps, but he is back to dreams. The enlightenment of the ages has undergone a qualitative transformation, which is also attributed to Heavenly Dao. So far, he has certain privileges.