The great robber of all worlds

"The world is always cramped and sad, but the gods are always happy."

Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun took up the triangular two pointed knives, held them up leisurely, and suddenly bright yellow burst out, rendering it outward, like a vast ocean with waves after waves.

From the center of His eyebrows, there are thousands of purple clouds and thousands of black mist coiled together, acting as dragons and snakes, swimming in the bright yellow ocean, rushing towards, shaped like ten thousand dragons holding pearls, the scene is brilliant and magnificent.

"Lord Wantianchuan, King Chicheng, and true monarch of the Miaodao of Qingyuan;Demi is sanctified, and virtue is hard to measure.Great compassion and great wish, great sage and great mercy. '

Immediately, the entire Guanzhou resounded with the sound of powerful prayers, and the praises of all spirits echoed in the sky and the earth.

In the temple, statues of gods lit up, as if echoing, so that the strength of the true monarch rose again, as if to illuminate the mystery of the formless and eternal existence, the eyes of Jietian God swept the three realms, as if he had descended from the heavens.

At this moment, there is also a sense in the high sky. Thousands of golden lights are rolling red lights, thousands of auspicious auras are spraying purple mist, thirty-six heavenly palaces, and seventy-two temples are phantoms, which are in line with the heavenly gang and the earthly evil, coming from the catastrophe.

It seems that something that cannot be tolerated between heaven and earth has appeared, and the ghosts and gods who hold the authority of thunder and punishment are also aware of it. The place where the fluctuations came is Guanzhou, which is against the Yin and Shang, and the attack will naturally not be light.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

Thunder came down one after another, some in blue, some in gold, some in pure gold, and some in golden purple. They were gorgeous and bright, but they also contained the power to destroy all directions, bringing shocking shocks like heaven and earth.

"Little Daoer."

Zhenjun smiled leisurely, and pointed to a swipe between his eyebrows, and suddenly he saw the light of robbery, bursting out from the eyes of the sky, turning into a dark sky and rolling up, causing the thunder and punishment in the sky to disintegrate, and the dark clouds disappeared. , the sky is bright and the air is clear.

puff!
At that infinite height, as if something exploded, there was a faint scream, and the phantom of the Temple of Heaven disappeared.

"The future is also the past. Destiny is also the past."

Li Yu thought of the "Miaojing of Sichuan Lord" that existed in later generations, and there was indeed a saying about the Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun who came to the world for Ziwei, and he couldn't help feeling that history was indeed written by the victors.

According to Sanlang, the three surnames of Li, Zhao, and Yang all contain the word Yu, that is, Li Yu, Zhao Yu, and Yang Yu, and they naturally coincide in the dark.

It was the predestined dog, the black emperor was indeed much darker than the white-haired Xiaotian dog, and he was carrying a cauldron on his back.

"I will retire the Taishi soldiers and help Xiqi go."

As soon as the true king slapped the void, he immediately split into thousands, one part of the imprint rushed to Xiqi, and the other part went to the East China Sea. The real body rode a dragon horse, led the roaring sky, carried an eagle on his shoulders, and left with a triangular two-pointed knife to face the Grand Master of the Yin and Shang Dynasties military.

At the same time, a gap opened in the high sky, looking down like a vertical pupil, obviously sensing something, looking for the source of the previous change.

However, thirty-three layers of golden clouds rushed up, accompanied by ninety-nine rounds of red sun, covering everything, the vertical pupils shattered immediately, and even continued to spread, the terrible big crack impacted the vast heaven, causing countless ghosts and gods to panic .

"It's him, Emperor Yu! Do you want to accept Gou Chen's authority?"

Jinmu Mugong shot out one after another to suppress the surging mighty power and prevent it from messing up the heaven.

When they looked into the distance, they saw a figure hanging down, covering their faces, surrounded by the golden sea and red sun formed by the vows of all beings around them, interpreting the polar sky and the polar earth to reach people. Beyond the vows, the heaven and the earth disintegrated and turned into a Zen platform The phantom reveals the universe.

Li Yu raised his hand to explore, and there was a huge earthquake in the heavens. The Yin and Shang Ji Gouchen's legacy of authority was deprived, and he came directly closer and merged into one. Like a great emperor, with the same face.

Boom!

In an instant, endless incense and vows spread, and the history of the Great Era and the history of origin are connected and merged into one, inheriting the second of the four kingdoms of the past, and every scene and every figure has become Him.

For the creatures of the Yin and Shang Dynasties, this is something that changes their cognition invisibly. They don't know it, and they worship it devoutly as always.

In Ziwei Hall and Tianhuang Hall, a pair of eyes lit up, indifferent and detached. In the next node, when the four emperors were discussing affairs together, the expressions of two of the brand marks also changed, revealing a faint smile.

"The mysterious bird of destiny, descended to give birth to quotient."

When the Yin and Shang Dynasties originated, Ziwei and Gou Chen whispered, their eyes swept to the mysterious bird flying down from the Gods Ji, and a name appeared in their hearts.

Di Jun!

In the wilderness, there are mountains without courts, and the rivers of prosperity are poor.There is a man with three bodies, Emperor Jun and his wife Ehuang, born in this country with three bodies, the surname is Yao, millet food, and four birds.There are abysses in all directions, and the four corners are all sent. The north belongs to Heishui, and the south belongs to Great Wilderness.The north side is called Shaohe Zhiyuan, and the south side is called Congyuan.

Among the Three Realms, the status of the Yin and Shang has gradually become more subtle, perhaps involving a longer-term struggle of the gods. There can only be one winner, but it does not mean that there can only be one survivor.

"Taiyi Hongmeng, the gods of Yin and Shang, the ancient times, the protagonists in the world are always changing; this life belongs to the human race and all sentient beings."

Li Yu looked back at the more distant epochs and saw the ups and downs, even the struggle for theocracy was extremely fierce. Each epoch has its own system and protagonists, but who can last forever?
Whoa!

The long river of history was full of waves, and He slowly stepped into it, one step at a time, one thought at a time, and then re-entered the present world.

Before you know it, the cold moon sinks in the west, the sun rises in the east, a bright color on the horizon dispels the silence of the night, and a new day arrives.

Outside the world, everything is as usual, there is no roar or cold snort, the past is doomed, and the future is also a must.

In the depths of the heavens, a magnificent palace floats in the darkness and chaos. Inside are golden thrones inlaid with various strange stones, which seem to symbolize a certain part of the authority in the world.

There is a stone pillar at the front of the main hall, and on the pillar is written in ancient writings from the Yin and Shang Dynasties:

【Pantheon】.

At this time, on the golden throne in the hall, there were figures of different shapes but with far-reaching divine power. They did not speak, but their thoughts were surging like waves, and they were communicating.

There are still many gaps in the throne, and it seems that it has lost its owner.

Suddenly, the gods who communicated with each other stopped at the same time and looked towards the upper row of thrones ahead.

It symbolizes status and power, surpasses all schools, and has the strength to surpass all major eras. The black and purple are mixed, and they blend suddenly, which is both chaotic and orderly.

This is the throne that has been silent for tens of thousands of years. Since it rose in the last years of Yin and Shang Dynasties, it has experienced bloody storms.

At this moment, a faint light suddenly lit up, and a figure was outlined on the chaotic and disordered throne, majestic and solemn, with his eyes slightly closed, but a vertical eye opened between his brows, dark and terrifying, reflecting all the figures of the gods inside.

The Sea of ​​Tribulation expanded, the chaos surged, and the power of chaos between heaven and earth suddenly intensified. As if welcoming the return of the master, even the Pantheon trembled slightly.

"It's that... the most unique person in the heavens at that time. According to legend, it has existed since the age of the gods, and it is related to the emperor of the past."

"Listen to the tune but not to the announcement, only this one person is feared by all gods."

The ripples spread, and the expressions of all the gods in the temple changed. They were deeply afraid and chilled in their hearts, as if they had seen some kind of natural enemy.

Anyone who looks directly at the vertical pupil will be dull, the essence of existence will fall into chaos, and the innate authority will degenerate, be polluted, and fall into the mundane world.

In the center of the heavens, the four royal territories, the holy land of the Sanqing, the ancestral land of the Liangyi, and the Supreme Emperor's Heavenly Palace are all present. The Antarctic Changsheng Emperor walks in it, and there are also Jin Mu and Mu Gong who are walking out of the Yin Yin ancestral land, begging to see Dou Mr. Mu Yuan.

"Above the time, has the struggle reached such a fierce level that even the two ancestors couldn't get away, and the emperor of heaven was among them."

"Ten thousand races should not be underestimated. After the development of the two great epochs, if they can't compete with us together, then it's too unfair to lose in the past."

They looked solemn, and there was a treasured pestle and a golden chariot in their hands, densely covered with special magic lines and aura, flowing with terrifying fluctuations beyond the master level.

"There is no everlasting ethnic group, and there is no eternal protagonist of heaven and earth. It was the same with other gods in the past, so it is with us, and it is also the same with Yin Shang and Wanzu. After all, it will take turns, but this era may not necessarily be impossible to start again. "

The Emperor Changsheng sighed softly. Although they had always looked down on the ten thousand races during the battle, it was only a verbal blow. They knew the real situation in their hearts. The combined strength of the ten thousand races could indeed compete with them.

If it weren't for the cooperation with those heavenly demons to check and balance the powers, the current situation may still be fighting fiercely, and they can only plan to cause disputes among the ten thousand clans.

Whoa!

The waves of the four fields sounded, and the sea of ​​time and the great river of history manifested. They stepped straight into it, jumped up again, and came to another area, a mysterious place known as the place of origin.

Above Time and Shadow, it turned into a terrifying battlefield, and even the Lord of Heaven and the Lord of Underworld appeared in it.

Ahead, the land of origin is indeterminate in shape, sometimes like a rushing river, sometimes like a vigorous old tree, sometimes like a vast starry sky, all shapes and shapes, invisible and invisible.

The only thing in common is the split branches, scattered tributaries and full of stars, which symbolize a constant origin but an indeterminate process, and an infinite end. The so-called process and result are always changing, and only the point of origin remains constant.

"Here to reverse the change, bring back other gods, weave the future, let the direction become more and more independent of our clan, the treasure pestle crosses the past, and the golden car drives to the future."

The three of them sat cross-legged here, and released the two artifacts given by Doumu Yuanjun, one of which glowed faintly, fixed the colorful process, swept away the waves of light, and led them to the Gods, Hongmeng and Taiyi.

The golden car drives towards infinite and uncertain results, weaving the future belonging to the taboo group, and all possibilities and trends are changing.

But in the current world, the direction of the heavens and worlds is still stable.

Under the cover of some kind of fluctuation, even the master of origin didn't notice it immediately, only felt that the future was hazy and chaotic.

But for Li Yu who has accepted the authority of the catastrophe, this is extremely obvious, because no matter what kind of future, whether it is woven or the original, there will always be a 'tribulation', which is destined.

"Weaving the future is a good way, let me add fire to you."

He clapped his hands and smiled, and the red mist around him drove the sea of ​​robbery, rushing out directly, emerging from the infinitely divided future direction, covering the new direction and tributaries woven by the taboo group.

In an instant, under such influence, the rulers in each ethnic group had a faint feeling and looked towards the future.

Their existence splits and splits as the future goes, expanding and occupying endlessly; but man-made trends and possibilities are not in this category, and they need to take the initiative to occupy them.

Because what can fabricate a new direction is also the dominance series, the essence confronts the essence, and here is an invisible struggle.

Whoa!

In the place of origin, Jinmu Mugong opened his eyes and sensed something was wrong, as if danger was approaching somewhere.

In the tributary that the golden car passed by, there was a smear of black light, dark and deep, suddenly born and then destroyed, running through boundless destruction, endless sinking, endless repetition, intertwined at the bottom of the origin, bringing strange rhythms, like that Doomed disaster, erosion and contamination.

"Humph!"

The Emperor Changsheng's eyes turned blue and purple, and the jade Ruyi in his hand suddenly fell down. Suddenly, misfortune and fortune went hand in hand, and all things sprouted. It is rumbling, flattening the sea of ​​robbery and passing by.

Jinmu Mugong took action one after another, coordinating yin and yang, turning into a layer of Shiqi and falling down, protecting the future weaving.

Boom!
At this moment, a big foot that trampled on the eternal blue sky suddenly stomped down from an infinite height. Chaos and disorder penetrated into the growth of all things raised by the Antarctic Changsheng Emperor, solidified all things, spread and shattered, and explained the end of everything. Knowing the unknown doomsday, illusory and upside-down dark vortexes emerged, tearing and disturbing the future and the flow of each other, unleashing the mighty power of all, blocking Jin Mu and Mu Gong.

Those feet are wearing boots coiled with golden dragon and jade phoenix. They stand respectively in the last kalpa of the end of all things and the beginning of the beginning of the origin of all things.

Stepping down with big feet, stepping into the uncertain future, revealing a majestic body in a red gold gown, with hands held behind the back, a crown covering the face, and beads covering the face, making it difficult to see the face clearly. Melodious, exaggerating the scene of war and conquest in a place full of stars, hooking Chen Ziwei into one, pointing directly to the root, one thought creates all things, and one thought leads to the death of soldiers!

"Emperor Yu!"

The three masters shouted, it's him again!

At every critical moment, this guy always comes to disrupt the situation!

However, his strength is unpredictable and his methods are weird, so he has no choice but to hold his breath in his heart and rush to his chest, almost wanting to pierce his forehead.

"Pilgrims, pious and sincere, see you from the ground of origin, and recite your honorable name, why don't you worship?"

Li Yu stood with his hands behind his back, and then stepped down with his foot again. In the reincarnation of thousands of kalpas, vortices appeared one after another, doing everything possible to disrupt the endless future.

The three great gods were angry, this is really a hated guy!
This time, they were well prepared, and even the leaders of other ethnic groups hadn't noticed it, but this person had somehow sensed it and came to disrupt the situation.

At this moment, the golden chariot moved rumblingly, as if it was going to drive back from a farther place, to suppress it.

Li Yu felt it, and quietly urged the robbery sea to cover the past, covering up the perception, turned around and looked at the rulers of all races and said, "It's a good opportunity, how can there be any reason to sit and watch the heavens grow? The direction and tributaries of this weaving depend on their own abilities." Share profit, how about it?"

As soon as the words fell, he set an example and rushed to the farthest place to capture the future there, and he has proved that he has no evil thoughts.

"Good." "I can't afford to wait for disputes." "I believe what Emperor Yu said."

Several masters looked at each other. This was a good opportunity, so they each chose an area to occupy and harvest the fruits of the taboo group's labor.

Li Yu moved very quickly, harvesting one crop after another, and soon occupied half of the future woven by the taboo group and pocketed it.

This scene deeply stimulated the other masters, who took action one after another and collected them wantonly. Now even the weaving of the three god masters could not keep up with the progress of being harvested, and they were soon forced to resist.

"Damn it! How different are you from gangsters!"

Jinmu Mugong was in a hurry, and someone would reap the seeds after planting them. How could these masters of all races look like ordinary bandits!
Isn't this trip a waste of time?

"Can something that dominates be called robbery? That's called fate."

"That's right, it's God's will. It's the general trend and God's will for me to wait here!"

Several masters are serious and correct.

Can robbing the enemy be called robbing?This is called tactics, called stealing from the rich and giving to the poor, doing justice for the sky.

At this moment, in the extreme distance, Li Yu nodded in approval, and released more mist to block perception, and disappeared on the spot with one step.

Harvesting half of the future is a huge profit, and the rest will be handed over to other alien masters to cut off the heirs, which they themselves agree with.

"Good, good, what is God's will, I will let you know today, what is God's will! Come here!"

In the arena, the Antarctic Changsheng Emperor laughed back in anger, and shouted loudly, the treasure pestle and golden cart that were shrouded in mist broke through the obstacles and crushed them all.

The aura that surpassed the master of origin was not concealed at all, and the whole eruption made the masters of all races look pale. Why didn't these things just now?

wrong!Someone is covering up!
Immediately afterwards, they looked at the place where Yuhuang was, and there was no trace of the person who proposed earlier, he had long since disappeared!
"Yuhuang!!!" "No wonder he walked so fast!" "Damn it, I've been used, cut off his heir!"

The masters of the various clans realized that they had been tricked by Emperor Yu, and their expressions changed suddenly. It was the magic weapon of the two ancestors of the Heavenly Court!
They are really fighting above time, but it is not a good thing to hold this weapon in the hands of these three masters. It is going to be a disaster, and they will take the blame for others!

The benefits were all taken by Emperor Yu, and they became selfless breakers!
"Oh, you guys are very satisfied with the collection, I want to see if your appetite is bigger, or Baochu is bigger!
Do you still dare to stay behind and think that you are also Emperor Yu! "

The Antarctic Changsheng Emperor approached, holding a Doumu Baochu, his aura was extremely cold.

That Yingying radiance sealed off the back roads of all the masters, making it impossible to escape.

"Hmph! It's the most hateful thing to leave, but don't even think about running away!"

Jinmu Mugong's eyes are cold and gloomy, driving a golden car from left to right and rolling over!

The statue of Doumu Yuanjun manifested, and the strange power flowing in it immediately vented out, blowing up the world, and thousands of future tributaries and directions would be wiped out in smoke.

"Ah! Emperor Yu!"

The masters of all races yelled, sometimes sad and sometimes angry, I really believed that guy's evil, black-hearted ghost! !
Boom!

The boundless vibrato spread, and the tributaries of the heavens bloomed like fireworks, and then disappeared in an instant, and the bloody lights spread out like embellishments, with the beauty of a sunset and sunset.

"The sun, the moon, the mountains and rivers are here, everyone, go slowly."

In the hundred domains of the ancestral realm, Li Yuyao waved farewell and chanted melodiously.

He harvested half of the future woven by taboo groups, and took all of it into his own brand. He swallowed all the traces of the heavens and authority in it, merged it into the river of origin history, and expanded it again, which was worth the penance of many eras.

Not to mention that there are runes left by Doumu Yuanjun in it, and there is more mystery in it, and it has extended a section above Wuxiang Eternal Presence.

Heaven is still selfless, and there are still many good people in the world.

The sky is clear and the sky is clear. It is a good day.