Became the me of Styx, dominating the prehistoric world with my avatar

"Whoa!"

The thoughts of all beings gather the dragon of luck.

Di Yi was able to relax a lot, otherwise he felt that it would be good if he could write a hundred words.

After all, this is a matter of benefiting all living beings. It is not that Kunpeng created characters as in the original history, but it is determined by the way of heaven.

With the appearance of the Dragon of Destiny, the thoughts of all living beings were condensed, and Di Yi felt that he could write at least a thousand words.

As for how much you can write, it depends on your own efforts.

In addition, Di Yi also affirmed one thing, that is, his efforts are worthwhile,
Just by creating words, all living beings will gather their luck. After they are completely created by themselves, it must be the time when they can completely complete the things that the deity planned for themselves.

"Wow...!"

The thunder calamity continued, and Di Yi wrote more than 800 characters one after another.

From the eyes of all the prehistoric beings, Di Yi is sacrificing himself for the sake of others, resisting thunder calamity and creating writing, which is a kind of great mercy.

The upright gods, Zhen Yuanzi, Qingdi, Lei Ze, etc., all feel admiration and admire Diyi's behavior.

Styx in the hidden and empty space frowned, then looked at a space and asked: "Three thousand characters have been completely created, which will be of great benefit to Honghuang, and this deity intends to help him."

As Styx's voice fell, a mysterious voice came, and only Styx could hear it: "Fellow Taoist, can you figure it out? Words are indeed good for the prehistoric, and have a huge effect on all living beings, but this tribulation thunder is the way of heaven." The test under the rules, after all, according to the original trajectory, there is no popular writing in the prehistoric world, but there are demon writing for demons, and witch writing for witches.

At the same time, this tribulation thunder is not simply a test of Emperor Yi, but a test of the blessing of the will of all living beings. If all living beings gather their wills together, the writing will be completely created. If the minds of all living beings are not in harmony, the writing will also be uneven. "

"Good!" Hearing this, Styx also nodded.

Styx also understood that this universal character could not be created by Di Yi alone. Under the thunder calamity, it would be good if he could write a hundred characters.

The reason why so many have been written is that the will of all living beings is condensed, and the golden dragon of luck is contending.

If all living beings are united in one mind, the writing will be neat and tidy, but if the minds of all living beings are not in harmony, the writing will also be uneven.

Even in the original trajectory, the Yaowen created by Kunpeng is not complete. Although the way of heaven has not been tested, Kunpeng still has not finished writing three thousand characters, but only wrote less than two thousand characters.

But the one who created the characters this time was Di Yi, his clone of Styx, and the creation of characters this time was related to Styx's plan, so Styx planned to create all of them this time.

Even if the number one is fulfilled, it is regarded as the fulfillment of all beings.

It seems to have sensed the cohesion of the will of all beings.

"pregnancy!"

"die!"

Di Yi gritted his teeth and persisted. It was more than 1000 words, and he clearly felt that the resistance of the dragon of luck was exhausted.

"Damn it, someone must destroy my plan. Don't these damned guys know the effect of creating words on the prehistoric world?" Di Yi gritted his teeth.

Zhutian Qingyun had already been sacrificed by him, but Di Yi had gone all out from the beginning.

However, after more than 700 characters, Di Yi couldn't hold on anymore, so he could only stop here, and if he persisted, he would die.

"It's not good, Lord Di can't hold on anymore, it's only less than two thousand words, how could it be like this?"

"Hey, people's hearts are not ancient. Some people don't want to see the emperor gain the Tao, so they will naturally start to hold back."

"This?"

Countless people thought of the Witch Clan in an instant. After all, the Witch Clan couldn't deal with the Monster Clan. For a while, the Witch Clan became the culprit in their hearts.

The luck of the harmed Wu clan has dropped a lot.

Di Jiangmeng said, "Damn it, how could it be like this? My Wu Clan is definitely not the only one who made a move secretly. These damned guys actually blamed my Wu Clan so much."

"Big brother?"

"Go on, we can't let Di Yi gain the Tao." Di Jiang gritted his teeth.

……

"Whoa!"

"hold head high!"

A thunder calamity descended, and the Luck Golden Dragon was about to be split apart, which made countless people feel uncomfortable.

"Hateful, with such words, I can only write less than [-] words. Hey!"

"This kind of opportunity is only once, after this time, there will be no chance."

"But this Thunder Tribulation is so powerful, it's useless for us to take action."

"Why don't those prehistoric masters take action?" Someone asked unwillingly.

"Huh, how do you make a move? Let alone the dragon of will and destiny of all living beings can't hold it back. Do you think it can be saved even if you are powerful? Besides, this is the credit of the emperor. How can the powerful people give up their skin to make a move. Unless ..."

"Unless what?"

The Taoist sighed: "The test of such a powerful catastrophe, unless Daozu takes action, but what is the identity of Daozu, Daozu will not take action, but..."

"But what? Why are you so hesitant?"

Someone is in a hurry.

And the one who was scolded is also embarrassed, some names can't be mentioned casually, you can't be a cat or a dog, so you can say whatever you want?
He looked at the furious eyes of everyone, and gritted his teeth: "There is another existence, who is also close to the Tao. The one who once defeated three beings of the same level as him, if he makes a move, he will definitely make three thousand words come out."

"Who?"

"Could it be?"

"That's right!" The man gritted his teeth and said, "It's Venerable Styx!"

"Hiss..." A group of powerful people exclaimed.

silence for a while...

"Words are very important to countless living beings. This is the first time that writing has appeared. If the Venerable takes the initiative, it will definitely work."

"But, will His Holiness make a move?"

"Maybe we gather together with sincere thoughts, maybe the Venerable can sense it." Someone said boldly.

This person is the patriarch of a clan, and he understands the importance of written records too well. For the creatures who have not yet immortalized the Golden Immortal, it is too important to have written records.

Under the Immortal Golden Immortal, the power of lawlessness blends like a true spirit, preaching or teaching in person, they can digest and understand too little.

Moreover, writing can not only record exercises, but also record secrets and news, and it can even be extended to many aspects.

It is not an exaggeration to say that the text is close to the law.

Therefore, some creatures who knew the importance, such as this patriarch, gritted their teeth, flew into the sky, and used great magic power to say: "Please take action, Venerable Styx, His Majesty is merciful, please have pity on us."

that's it...

He is not the only one who knows the importance of words, but his appearance caused waves.

One pass ten, ten pass one hundred, when the thoughts of all living beings converged into a vast divine power, countless people were shocked.

I don't know why, I don't know who the Venerable is, but when they see the senior masters like this, they follow suit...

"Rumble..."

The momentum is like the sea, shaking the world, like the awakened consciousness of the world, and like the call from the ancient times...

In the entire prehistoric world, suddenly, nearly half of the creatures made a request to ask Styx to help.

This is Styx stunned?
"Is that the case with moral kidnapping?"

He was depressed for a while, he didn't expect that he would appear on the stage with such momentum, even if he didn't want to show off.

……

The dragging Wu Clan was dumbfounded, and even Di Yi, who was about to lose his hold, was dumbfounded, how could he operate like this?
"boom!"

The thoughts of all beings converge, and in the void of the wild, an immeasurable true body appears, vast, deep, powerful, mysterious, and close to Tao...

"Good! The deity knows, you don't need to worry!"

The 'Giant River of Styx' stands between heaven and earth, shaking the whole prehistoric?

"what!"

"Sir!"

"..."

All living beings are excited with fear!
Di Yi was a little confused. As Styx's avatar, he could contact Styx at any time, but because he didn't want to expose his relationship with Styx, he never contacted Styx. Instead, he communicated with Zijia, Xuanqing and Bai Zhan. These have revealed their avatars with prehistoric creatures.

But he, Emperor Yi, never imagined that Styx would be summoned by endless wild creatures, which he never dreamed of.

"Di Yi, go on, Lei Jie himself will block it." Ming He said to Di Yi.

"Yes, my lord." Di Yi saluted to Styx after waking up.

Styx smiled slightly, and didn't say anything more.

But in the prehistoric countless places.

In the Pangu Palace at the foot of Buzhou Mountain.

"Don't delay your shot!" Zijia walked out of Pangu Hall and gave instructions to the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and then he took a straight step and appeared on the top of Buzhou Mountain.

"The poor Taoist Zijia has seen the Venerable, and Zijia was originally a friend of the emperor who blocked a thunderstorm!" Zijia respectfully bowed to Minghe.

"Good!" Styx naturally would not refuse his clone.

The top of Kunlun Mountain!

After Xuanqing glanced at Sanqing, he didn't say anything, and with a wave of his hand, he also appeared on the top of Buzhou Mountain!

"Poverty Taoist Xuanqing came to help at the invitation of a friend of the emperor, and please honor the honor!" Xuanqing saluted respectfully.

"Good!" Styx nodded.

The Western Continent, the ancestral land of the White Tiger Clan!
Bai Zhan, the head of the White Tiger Clan, also took a step forward with a walking stick in his hand, and appeared on the top of Buzhou Mountain!

"Bai Zhan, the poor Daoist, is the head of the male immortals conferred by the Taoist ancestor. He must contribute a small amount of strength to the thousands of creatures in the prehistoric and desolate, and please let the venerable do it!" Bai Zhan said respectfully.

Ming He glanced at Bai Zhan, then at the leading crutch, and said with a smile, "If you have a heart, let's go!"

With the appearance of the three of them, all of a sudden, the luck of the Wu Clan, Pangu Siqing, or Bai Zhan's White Tiger Clan suddenly skyrocketed.

……

In the heavenly court, Di Jun, Tai Yi and Fu Xi glanced at each other, and they all saw a hint of vigilance in each other's eyes.

They didn't pay too much attention to the arrival of Zijia and Xuanqing, after all, Diyi and the two had a good relationship, but they were quite wary of Bai Zhan's departure.

You must know that in the face of such a thunder calamity, those who have just entered the quasi-sage cannot resist at all, but Bai Zhan went there without hesitation, obviously asking for something.

You must know that Hongjun Daozu made Bai Zhan the head of the male immortals, but the other party did not make any movement after preaching. Now when the text was established, he would go to resist the robbery. Obviously, the plan is very big!
……

The thunderstorm continues.

Zijia's Chaos Clock, Xuanqing's Taiji Diagram, the two treasures of opening the sky are intertwined with each other, resisting waves of thunder and calamity attacks.

For a moment, Di Yi's pressure became dispensable.

But as Diyi wrote more and more words, the power of the thunder calamity also became stronger and stronger, gradually reaching the peak power of the Hunyuan Jinxian, and Zijia and Xuanqing gradually became irresistible.

Even the light on the Chaos Clock and the Taiji Diagram, which is the most precious treasure of the sky, gradually began to dim.

Just when the prehistoric creatures thought that Styx would make a move, Bai Zhan raised the dragon-headed crutch in his hand high, and a power that surpassed the Hunyuan Golden Immortal erupted from the dragon-headed crutch, which was exactly the seal of Hongjun. One of three attacks.

But after Bai Zhan performed this move, the Jieyun on Buzhou Mountain disappeared for a while.

But after that power dissipated, Jieyun condensed again, more terrifying than before.

Bai Zhan once again exerted the power above the dragon's head and crutches.

Back and forth, Bai Zhan exhausted all three attacks, and then said respectfully to Minghe: "Forgive me, my lord, this junior is not strong enough to resist the thunder tribulation, please respect me!" Those who make a move."

Ming He glanced at Bai Zhan and said, "Good!

You didn't use those three attacks to create a fairy garden, but you came to help all living beings, which has great merit.

That being the case, I am not a stingy person. Since you have made three moves, I will seal six attacks from you, which is regarded as a reward for your coming this time. "

After Styx finished speaking, he waved his big hand, and a mysterious force instantly merged into the leading crutch.

After finishing all this, Minghe couldn't help raising his head and glanced in the direction of Zixiao Palace, then waved at Zijia, Xuanqing and Baizhan, and sent the three of them away from the top of Buzhou Mountain!
Immediately, he took over Lei Jie's resistance by himself, and after having Styx resist Lei Jie, Di Yi became more relaxed.

Quickly began to write the created text, two thousand words... two thousand one hundred... two thousand two hundred...

Slowly march towards the Three Thousand Consummation.

Styx is like a towering giant, covering the sky with one hand, blocking the falling thunder.

The power of Thunder Tribulation is only at the level of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian's early stage, which is really dispensable to Styx.

Compared with the most precious fortune Qinglian's Thunder Tribulation, it is simply weak.

The mighty Styx blocked the thunder calamity with one hand like this, and the countless creatures he saw were shocked.

It's too strong, so strong that some people forgot to read the text created by Emperor Yi.

at last!

"The last word, this is: 'Tao'!"

"Boom!"

The perfect thunder tribulation descended, and its power was beyond imagination. Fortunately, it was Styx, otherwise the general power would have died long ago.

"The three thousand words are complete, the way of heaven forensics, and Venerable Styx forensics!"

At this time, Di Yi was in high spirits, because the text was finally completed.

This time!

"Whoa!"

The thunder calamity dissipated, only to see a golden light coming from the sky.

"Heavenly merit!"

"Heavenly merit, sure enough!"

When the golden light came into everyone's eyes, they realized that it was the merits of heaven.

However, what made people breathe a sigh of relief was that only [-]% of the merits flew to Styx and was collected by Styx.

Yicheng turned into three points and flew into the bodies of Xuanqing, Zijia and Baizhan.

Thirty percent turned into a meteor shower, condensed into three thousand characters, and the last thirty percent was absorbed by Di Yi and his Zhutian Qingyun, which made countless great powers heave a sigh of relief.

They were really afraid that Emperor Yi would attain Taoism through the creation of characters, as the Taoist ancestor said, those who have great merit can become saints with merit.

Fortunately, he was cut off a lot by the Venerable, Zijia and others, and there is a limit to Di Yi's promotion.

Di Yi looked at those merits, but he didn't have the slightest regret.

After all, compared with the Kunpeng in the original trajectory, there are too many on the wall. You must know that this is a prehistoric script, not just a clan's script.

But at this time, the three thousand characters that had absorbed the merits suddenly became golden, turned into meteors and flew towards the sky, and then shattered with a crash.

Broken into endless golden light, absorbed and enlightened by countless beings.

At this point, the prehistoric common characters were officially born and remembered by all living beings.

"Whoa!"

The writing was successfully created, and the projections from the heavens gradually dissipated, and the aura that shook the prehistoric world before that also slowly disappeared. (end of this chapter)