Myth Awakened, I started to revive Xianqin

Chapter 69: The Supreme Power of the Sand Table World!

It integrates the profound meaning of gossip in one body, and combines the mysterious power in the palm of your hand.

The moment this picture of the Great Desolation was revealed, it already distorted the space, as if the creator of this world was the only one who held this picture.

Qin Feng didn't hesitate, and waved his sleeve again, causing the waves above the Shenmen to spread, forming a reduced version of the sand table world.

Visible to the naked eye, the range seems to be the surrounding area of ​​the Bagua Shenmen.

There are towering mountain peaks, as well as loess-covered land, and even all the lines on it are manifested exactly.

Qin Feng lightly twitched his index finger, which brought new changes to the Eight Diagrams of the Great Wilderness. The sand table world was turned upside down, and soon a picture in another direction was revealed. On it was an old man in gray, constantly galloping through the air.

With his ability, he couldn't detect the gaze from the sky at all, but in Li Xinghui's eyes, his mind was buzzing and his mind was drastically overturned.

"My lord... this is?" He trembled, unbelievable.

Qin Feng did not respond. In order to witness the function and ability of the Bagua Diagram of the Great Wilderness, he directly displayed his divine power right now, centering on the old man in gray.

"The wind rises." Qin Feng said flatly, rolled up his sleeves, and swept a hurricane force towards the Eight Diagrams of the Great Wilderness.

In the sand table world, suddenly the wind and clouds are rampant, the mountains are violently violent, the woodland is uprooted by the hurricane, and a disaster like the end of the world is staged, and the sky is dark.

At this moment, in a boundless and distant direction, the gray-clothed old man's body was shattered by the force of the sudden wind in the blink of an eye, and his face was horrified.

The scene around him is exactly the same as the sand table world!
"What's going on here!?" The gray-clothed old man's pupils constricted, and fear arose in his heart.

And in the direction of the Eight Diagrams God Gate, in front of the sand table world, Qin Feng swung his sleeves once again, his eyes showed a deep light of divine thunder, revealing the majesty of the emperor, accompanied by a sentence of catastrophe: "Thunder!"

Boom!

In the sand table world, the Nine Heavens Profound Thunder exploded the sky, tore apart all kinds of black clouds, frightened the whole world, and danced wildly in the world like a fire snake.

Destruction, staged at this moment.

Although the gray-clothed old man was not directly attacked by the Nine Heavens Profound Thunder, he was still spitting blood from the terrifying deterrence and the terrifying power of the divine thunder, and his whole body was scorched black!
The exposed pair of pupils are now filled with countless horrors and fears.

He didn't know what happened at all. There were hurricanes and thunderstorms in the surrounding area. Such natural disasters and man-made disasters were simply the anger of the gods.

"Forgive me! Forgive me!" He knelt down on the ground mournfully, looking up at the sky with his hands clasped in fists.

But this is still not over, the sky suddenly changed again, and fiery meteors suddenly came rushing over!

The gray-clothed old man was stunned for a moment, until a gigantic meteorite slammed into the ground, splashing countless gravel, cracks formed steeply, and an abyss formed. The terrifying shock force swept everything around.

At this point, the gray-clothed old man was scared out of his wits, and he frantically fled towards the distance.

The meteor flew across the sky, and the collision of speed ignited the flames. In just a moment, the gray-clothed old man was already in the doomsday.

The shrill and terrified scream continued to circle all the way.

As for the position in the field of Bagua Shenmen, the surrounding area has turned into a dead silence. Li Xinghui and many disciples of Shenmen stared blankly at everything that was presented in the sand table world.

Across the boundless distance, I can still feel the shock of the distant earth, the violent sound of space, and the sound of the sky rushing and falling.

Among the imperial chariots, Qin Feng nodded slightly in satisfaction.

The so-called Bagua Diagram of the Great Wilderness, the most terrifying ability has been fully demonstrated. It can stay in place, plan strategies thousands of miles away, control the world situation, and descend to gods to punish Tianwei.

With this treasure, Daqin's overall strength has once again been raised to a stronger level.

It's just that the evolution of the sand table world progresses with the strength of the source of power, and the most obvious gap is the distance.

The stronger the source of power, the wider the scope of influence. The current field where the gray-clothed old man is located is the Great Wilderness Bagua Map, the limit of the evolution of the sand table world.

As for whether there is any way to expand the scope indefinitely in the future, so that God's punishment can come to the other side of the world by being alone in the imperial capital, it needs constant exploration.

With a wave of his sleeve, Qin Feng put away the Bagua Diagram of the Great Wilderness, and looked at Li Xinghui, who was trembling and pale again.

Li Xinghui, as the successor of the Eight Diagrams God Sect, and Zhang Taixiang's favorite successor, he can naturally see that the attainments of the sand table world are forged by the Palace of Eight Diagrams and Xiangyi.

Its principle is inseparable from the true meaning of gossip, but this picture, even if Zhang Taixiang's ancestors are reborn, it is impossible to understand one or two, let alone comprehend the slightest.

"My lord..." Li Xinghui swallowed hard.

"Tell me about everything you know about Mrs. Zhang." Qin Feng sat in the imperial chariot and said.

Soon, Li Xinghui spoke eloquently, and Qin Feng also learned the most important thing.

About 200 years ago, when the revival of the myth had just begun, Zhang Taixiang walked out of the Dragon Kingdom, not knowing whether he was lamenting that the miracle had not yet appeared, or worried about the vast waves of the outside world.

He walked on the land on foot, constantly looking for something. After three years, he came here from the Dragon Kingdom. He was a mortal, and he did not practice any means, nor did he ride any mounts or warships.

So far, I met the two brothers Li Xinghui, and realized that the spatial attainments here are very suitable for the technique of eight trigrams, so I created the eight trigrams god door, which has been passed down to this day.

The only last wish left before death is to let the entire Shenmen wait for an emperor to come and take over everything.

These things seem to have no contradictions, but to Qin Feng's ears, they are extremely tricky.

First, Zhang Taixiang was a figure before the age of mythology, but he lived two to three hundred years after his recovery, so how could he be a mortal?
Second, Mrs. Zhang is familiar with the art of gossip and auspiciousness, so why didn't she choose people from the Dragon Kingdom as her successor, but choose this place to use people from Wuhuang as her mantle?
Thirdly, and most importantly, is the person Zhang Taixiang is waiting for meant, or guessed?

If the meaning is clear, then the problem will be big, how would he know that he will come?
If it is a vague guess, deduced from the gossip, it may be normal.

Now that the person is dead and the puzzle cannot be solved, Li Xinghui only knows so much.

After thinking about it for a while, Qin Feng put aside these thoughts, and was about to send people to follow the Jiaoyu tribe to investigate the situation in the wild sea, but at this moment, several messages came one after another from the communication jade slip.

(End of this chapter)