This devil can't get through

Chapter 581 A 666-layer World
The Taiji diagram opens up space, the chaotic banner breaks up the chaos and divides Yin and Yang, and suppresses the earth, fire, water and wind in the chaos.

Such a string of three treasures of opening the sky, a world embryo with a vast space is formed in this way.

Xia Qingyang brought that disorder into the center of gravity of this space, and then released it.

At this moment, it was about to flee on the spot.

But how could the five sages and one little one let it go?
Immediately, the ways of various laws were tied up firmly like silk, and fixed in the very center of this space.

Then it was blocked.

They did not use the Yin-Yang and Five Elements formation method that was popular in the wild, because this formation method essentially uses the power of rules and order, and being disordered is the existence of Tianke.

But now the formation that Xia Qingyang and the saints have arranged together is actually very crude in theory, that is, each of them stands in a fixed position to project their power and thoughts.

But for Discord, this kind of crude power structure will do.

At this moment, the strength of the six people turned into six bright stars, sealing the disorder in the middle.

After that, the six measuring stars were connected by mana transmission lines, forming a...well, hexagram.

Xia Qingyang blinked, and decided to give up the right to name this formation, so let's just let it go.

At this time, the foundation of the world has been completed, and the next step is to fill the world.

"How many layers of world do we want to build?" Xia Qingyang asked.

Master Tongtian immediately replied: "Since the six of us built this place together, why don't we build a 666th floor as a memorial."

All the sages said 'good' with a smile.

Xia Qingyang, on the other hand, wanted to cover his face, feeling that the style of painting had slipped out of control in another direction.

How does this feel like building an 'Abyss World'?

Forget it, as long as he doesn't say it, no one will know it's 'Abyss'.

Putting aside these thoughts, he began to transform this space with the saints.

They build the world layer by layer.

Among them, the world closest to that disorder has nothing but chaotic land, wind, water and fire, not even a complete piece of land.

It was not until the [-]th floor or more that a stable continental structure could be condensed.

Then build up the upper layers, each of the six people is responsible for one hundred floors, and it took a lot of effort to complete this huge project.

They each stopped for a moment to rest.

Especially Empress Pingxin, who had just been sanctified, she was almost overdrawn.

The saints had no choice but to go back to the prehistoric range to add something.

They can have immeasurable mana in the prehistoric, but not outside the prehistoric.

Xia Qingyang was also exhausted.

However, he did not go to the prehistoric world, but returned to the world he created to retreat cross-legged.

The long river of time in this world drifts, wrapping the entire world in the diaphragm of time.

In this world, there are countless autumns where the sun rises and the moon sets.

Xia Qingyang, on the other hand, tried his best to absorb the energy of chaos to refine mana from it, and when the saints returned, they had already recovered to seven or eighty-eight.

Therefore, it is not unreasonable for the saints to treat him as a saint. After mastering the mystery of time, he is infinitely close to a saint, and even surpasses a saint in some aspects.

Everyone met again, and then began to ponder the next step.

"I'll put the true spirit into these worlds first to see how they develop."

As Empress Pingxin said, she pointed at the Tower of Reincarnation.

In the meantime, countless true spirits were released from the bottom of the Samsara Tower, forming 660 rivers of six true spirits, which merged into different levels of that world.

Seeing this, Xia Qingyang changed his expression and said, "Your Majesty, are you using those blank true spirits or true spirits at the grass, wood, insect and fish level?"

Empress Pingxin nodded and said: "That's true, I can't bear to put a true spirit with advanced spirituality into this world."

Lady Pingxin is still kind-hearted.

But who are the people around? Xia Qingyang just mentioned it, and everyone naturally understood what he meant.

So Yuanshi Tianzun, who was the most slanderous, said: "You can choose the true spirit from the eighteen hells and throw it into this world. Since it is an experiment, of course this experiment must be made more transparent."

After hearing this, Empress Pingxin thought it was reasonable, so she screened out some heinous people from the [-]th floor of hell and threw them into this world.

"what?"

She paused while operating, as if she had discovered something interesting.

She said: "Qingyang, look at this true spirit, it seems to belong to your father in this life."

Xia Qingyang was also taken aback for a moment, and only then did he dig out Jiang Dongcheng from his memory.

He hesitated for a moment and said, "Has he been in the eighteenth floor of hell for a thousand years?"

Empress Pingxin said: "Yes, there are still more than 1000 years in prison."

"Among them, Ksitigarbha helped him a lot and reduced his sentence a bit."

Xia Qingyang said: "Then he shouldn't be heinous, right?"

He wondered why Empress Pingxin took Jiang Dongcheng's soul out alone.

Empress Pingxin said: "Because you will soon become a saint, and when you become a saint, you can erase all traces of the world."

"He is no longer your father."

"But he offended the saint, so he will naturally be punished by heaven."

Xia Qingyang was surprised, that is to say, Jiang Dongcheng is in a very embarrassing situation at this time?
There are still more than 1000 years in prison. If he really uses his strength to prove his sanctification during this period, he will be directly sentenced to indefinitely, and he will be free in hell from then on.

Xia Qingyang understood Empress Pingxin's intention to pull Jiang Dongcheng out of the [-]th floor of hell, to let him decide and end the matter.

He hesitated for a moment, and came to Jiang Dongcheng.

Looking at this neurotic soul tortured in the [-]th floor of hell, there was neither sadness nor joy in my heart.

Jiang Dongcheng could no longer recognize him, and even blurred who he was.

After all, back then he was considered reincarnated but wished to be reincarnated, and he didn't have any obsessions below.

Xia Qingyang hesitated for a moment, stretched out his finger and tapped the soul lightly.

The next moment, there was a little light inside it, illuminating his entire soul body.

Of course, it also eliminates his suffering and erases his remaining sin karma.

Xia Qingyang said: "That's enough, let him reincarnate by himself."

The soul woke up from a trance, saw the person in front of him clearly, and suddenly remembered something.

He wanted to shout, but Xia Qingyang had already silenced his voice with magic.

"Let's go back with peace of mind. In the next life, I will treat my family better, and stop messing with what's there and what's not."

Xia Qingyang let out a long sigh.

The soul stared at him fixedly, unable to make a sound, but could shed tears.

"Go!"

With a wave of his sleeve, he threw the soul into the reincarnation tower, and then threw it into the prehistoric world.

Xia Qingyang didn't pay attention to the soul, and instead said to Empress Pingxin: "The disciple has overstepped."

Empress Pingxin said with a smile: "I knew that your way of reincarnation is no worse than mine."

Xia Qingyang was slightly embarrassed, pretending not to hear.

But in this way, he can be regarded as completely cutting off the fate of the world.

(End of this chapter)