The sea of ​​suffering in the heavens is billions

Chapter 82 082 [The person who recites the name of the emperor]

It's not just Ye Fan, under the black, ahem, tempering of the emperor, the emperors of later generations will have to roll, and only by winning can they become enlightened.

Heaven has ruled the world for 800 years, mortals live and work in peace and contentment, the base is large, the demographic dividend, all kinds of gods and immortals can appear, sages spew out like springs, various magical arts are created, and there are more and more imperial figures.

Nowadays, every monk in the universe knows the three secrets, and there will be more in the future.

After millions of years, even the trumpet Wushi, the Immortal King, may not be able to push through the whole life. It needs a bloody battle and becomes stronger to become enlightened.

"In order to sharpen the emperors of future generations, this Emperor of Heaven has taken great pains."

"I'm such a nice guy."

Zhang Ruoxu smiled triumphantly, and then looked at the golden world.

Fragments of the False God Realm are hard to find. Only the Golden Ancient Emperor found one in the eternity. It must be difficult to find it by yourself.

Zhang Ruoxu squeezed the golden Shenzang world with his hands, and after pondering for a moment, he thought of a good idea.

Summon the imprint of Tianxin from the original space of the universe.

"The imprint of Tianxin, the imprint of Tianxin."

Zhang Ruoxu whispered like a demon, bewitching Tianxin's imprint and said: "See it? This is the fragment of the False God Realm. If a brand new False God Realm is opened up to sharpen the monks and provide a communication platform, the big universe will definitely flourish. "

"Maybe a fairy king will be born in the future to improve the environment of the universe, and I will find you seventeen or eight world trees, and plant as many as you want."

Practicing all the way to win the good fortune of the world, to invade the mystery of the sun and the moon, while the will of the universe is cultivating practitioners, it is also vigilant against the emergence of monks who destroy the universe.

But starting from a true immortal, one can draw energy from chaos and the outside world to maintain a delicate balance, so a true immortal can be detached and at ease.

And once the Immortal King appears, it will be able to feed back one side of the universe, make all the ways complete, the universe will recover, and the place it is in will become a fairy land.

In the sea of ​​heavens and realms, only the great universe with the king of immortals can be called a great realm, and the rest of the world is fleeting and fleeting.

The Immortal Realm of the Immortal Ancient Era is a fairyland that was driven by an immortal king to finally merge into an ancient universe. The immortality is sufficient, and even human beings can live forever.

In the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths of the Immortal Ancient Era, there were double-digit immortal kings suppressing them, and they joined forces to improve the environment. There was even a world tree to sort out the laws of ten thousand ways. The environment evolves and develops, and with more and more fairy kings, it eventually turns into another fairy world.

If you haven't seen the light, the will of the Great Universe can endure the darkness, but the ancestor of the Great Universe, who overshadows the sky, is extremely eager to recover and return to the environment of the Immortal Era.

Not only the Tianxin imprint can draw cakes for the Emperor of Heaven, but the Emperor of Heaven can also draw cakes for the Tianxin imprint.

Compared with the resourcefulness of the Emperor of Heaven, the imprint of Tianxin is as simple as a small white flower, like a newcomer in the workplace, who is fooled by the leader and works at full capacity.

Ripples rippled in the void, and under the guidance of the Emperor of Heaven, the Tianxin imprint searched for the fragments of the False God Realm scattered in the void of the great universe, and received the fragments of the False God Realm in the chaos of the outside world.

The efficiency of acting as the will of the great universe is [-] times faster than the automatic search of enlightened people.

A few days later, looking at the fragments of the 18 Yuan False God Realm in front of him, Zhang Ruoxu showed a wild smile, and his tactics fell back. What does it mean to be a good leader!

This is to fully mobilize the subjective initiative of Tianxin imprint!

"Virtual God Realm, let me see!"

Zhang Ruoxu murmured, and used the supreme supernatural power to unite the fragments, and then the soul stepped into it, observing the mystery, and through the hazy portal, he walked through and entered strange worlds.

The sight is desolate, with rubble everywhere, the once magnificent palaces and palaces have been destroyed, and there is a vicissitudes and ancient atmosphere.

It seems that millions of years have passed, and time has given meaning to everything.

Zhang Ruoxu looked down at the ruins under his feet, and at the broken ancient sacred mountains in the distance, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Immortal King Wei'an, the supreme supernatural power!"

"It's like a real country."

The current self may be able to fight against a true immortal, but against the immortal king, he will definitely lose. Even the ninth generation of Hongchen immortals is only on par with the quasi-immortal king, and is one step away from the immortal king.

Zhang Ruoxu stepped in the Eighteenth Realm of False Gods, saw the Immemorial God Mountain, saw the Immortal Pond Yaotai, and saw the buildings of the chaotic ancient times, all kinds of things came into view.

"The chaotic years have passed, history has become ancient, ancient has become myth, and myth has become an irretrievable fragment."

Zhang Ruoxu sighed for a while, and climbed up the stairs, looking for clues of the chaotic ancient times, and retracing the stories of the predecessors.

Suddenly, Zhang Ruoxu's expression changed, extremely strange.

Not far away, there is a stone tablet floating, surrounded by mist, and there are many words recorded on it. In the chaotic ancient times, these written records symbolized glory. Every word emitted dazzling light and clanged. It has already withered and dimmed, turning into the most common stone tablet.

Zhang Ruoxu walked up to the stele, squatted down, and used his shallow knowledge of chaotic ancient times to distinguish the words on it.

"Record...Could it be that this is a stone tablet that records the youth of the Tianjiao in the chaos of ancient times."

Zhang Ruoxu then looked down, put down many taboo names, stone... fire... god... immortal..., there are long and short, it seems to be a kind of code name, for example, the world respects Zhang Ruoxu as the emperor of heaven and earth.

Suddenly, Zhang Ruoxu discovered an extremely interesting name taboo, the words on it were blurred, but a few of them could be vaguely recognized.

"...Broken...Begin...Dao"

"Most...love...beast..."

"...Three years."

The corner of Zhang Ruoxu's mouth couldn't help a smile, he tapped on the stone tablet, and said leisurely: "Although the chaotic years have passed, there are always some things left to witness."

"It's better to stand this stone tablet at the gate of the New Void God Realm for the younger generation to admire the great achievements of the senior Tianjiao in the chaotic years."

"Wouldn't it be beautiful to let everyone know the story of the chaotic years."

"Wonderful, wonderful!"

Before the words fell, Zhang Ruoxu noticed that the stone tablet was trembling, because the power of the years was about to turn into ashes.

"What a liar!"

It's not bad early, it's not bad late, but at this time, it's turned into ruins because of the power of the years. No one would believe it!

Zhang Ruoxu yelled, rolled up the stele, put it in his cuffs, and cut off the power of the years.

The void is silent.

After hesitating again and again, Zhang Ruoxu felt that it would be better for him to treasure this stele, otherwise, one day when the New Void God Realm was completed, a big Luo sword embryo would fly from the sky, it would be bad.

Next, Zhang Ruoxu searched around the Void God Realm and found no similar patterns of words, such as the gods and martial arts, the uprightness, and the most looting, all disappeared, annihilated in the long river of time.

It seems that such a thing as a stele has never existed.

Everything is just an illusion.

"Hmph... the power of time!"

Zhang Ruoxu smiled disdainfully, and began to integrate the fragments of the False God Realm. With the cooperation of the Tianxin imprint, he re-opened the world and shaped the world. Thousands of runes are intertwined, and the chaotic atmosphere is getting thicker and foggy, and a spiritual world is gradually formed.

"Your name is God Realm!"

Zhang Ruoxu shouted and gave the spiritual world a new name. As the name suggests, the God Realm is the realm of primordial spirits, and only the spiritual body can enter the world.

How to enter it, Zhang Ruoxu took out his good fortune jade plate made of fairy tears green gold, threw it to the center of the God Realm as an artifact to suppress the Realm, and began to write the rules.

Those who recite the honorable name of the Emperor of Heaven will ascend to the God Realm with the power of faith.

(End of this chapter)