I want to embrace the moon for nine days

The Xuanyuan Maze is a projection of the dimensional boundary, a special area formed by folding and intersecting.

Looking from the outside, it looks like a big ball hanging in space with rough outlines and faint lines.

But if you really get close and enter, you will find that the inside of the maze is not empty at all, but instead contains countless real substances.

Because when the core of the maze runs through multiple dimensions, it will also cause changes in the material level. Many unstable areas near the dimensions will be attracted into the maze in the throughput fluctuations and become part of the maze from then on.

Inside the maze, there are numerous and elusive spaces, each with its own unique style.

In some spaces, it feels like being in outer space, surrounded by floating meteorites of various sizes, floating and moving, and colliding with each other.

In some spaces, the smell of sulfur is overwhelming, the magma and fire are endless, and the fire waves are surging. I don’t know how many years it will take for the heat here to dissipate outward along the curvature of space.

There is also a space that is filled with motionless auroras. The colors are very beautiful, but also very dangerous. If outsiders touch them, they will be cut by the extremely thin aurora.

The place where Lord Zhiguang is now is a huge basin.

This basin is so vast that it seems like a landform that could only be formed after an ocean dried up completely and weathered for hundreds of thousands of years.

The basin is full of rusty red sand layers, and the iron content in this sand is very high and it is sharp.

There are often strong winds in this place. The iron sand is blown by the air currents, forming storms at several times the speed of sound, which blow here all year round.

In a corner of the basin, an asteroid fell here.

Half of the planet is exposed on the surface, and it is unknown how many years it has been polished by these sandstorms. From a distance, it looks as smooth and bright as half a large gray jade ball.

Only when you get closer can you see the bumps and holes on it.

Lord Zhiguang was originally riding on an exquisite ship, which was golden and white in color and looked magnificent and majestic. It was flying slowly at the top of this asteroid.

She had a noble crown, smooth golden hair, quiet and lazy brown eyes, and her fair skin made her clothes more beautiful and dazzling. She sat on the throne on the bow deck, holding a code in her hand.

There were tens of thousands of tiny winged curse spirits flying around the ship, and hundreds of thousands of glittering and glowing books with their pages opened behind them, like giant birds, following in a cluster.

Feeling the prayers and sacrifices from the mountains on the top of the sky, the code in the God's hand has been opened. Tiny words have broken away from the pages and flew into the void in front of the ship.

The texts do not seem to have much weight, and the density of the text conveyed in the code is not enough.

However, after each word was embedded in the void, it burned a large area of ​​space and turned into a long strip of dark gold light, extending along the induction of the marks of the gods in the mountains at the top of the sky.

After the divine wormhole stabilized, these tiny words turned into loud incantations and were transmitted back to the Xuanyuan dimension, demonstrating the grace of the God.

Lord Zhiguang was also able to gain a more detailed understanding of the current situation of the Tianding Mountains and the conditions in the past period of time.

"If you really treat the World Wide Web as a net and hook one of its strings, you can block the three gods. This Immovable King is pretty good."

Lord Zhiguang was somewhat satisfied. "Master Shang Zheng is indeed very capable in these matters, and the Light Master has not lagged behind... huh?"

Before she finished her understated comment, she suddenly felt fire flashing from Master Shang Zheng's hands, and the forbidden divine monument deep in the World Wide Web was impacted.

Without any hesitation, Lord Zhiguang's finger had already touched a page of the book.

Her book "The Holy Zenith Scripture" is a precious treasure that she has used for more than a thousand years. All the concepts of subordinate gods of the Zhiguang God system are placed in this holy book.

Lord Zhiguang was unable to figure out what Master Shang Zheng was going to do at the first sight.

The dean of the Zhengshi Academy has known her for more than a thousand years. In the beginning, they had some conflicts and were hostile to each other, but among the gods in the past, both of them were considered to be extremely graceful. In comparison, the two of them have never had a falling out.

Ever since Master Shang Zheng joined her line, he has been working even more diligently. I don't know how much effort he has put in for the battle between her and the other three lines of gods.

Sometimes this guy also likes to play some tricks that keep people in suspense, but in the end it is proven that it is indeed beneficial to Lord Zhiguang.

The bigger the commotion in the early stages, the more confused even the gods of the Zhiguang pantheon were, and the more benefits they gained in the end.

Logically speaking, with thousands of years of experience like this as a foundation, anyone who sees Master Shang Zheng's sudden behavior today would make a judgment based on past experience.

Maybe King Acalanatha was not sincere enough in his surrender, and Master Shang Zheng had other plans?
Perhaps Master Shang Zheng had found an opportunity to disrupt the divided authority of the four families in the Forbidden Divine Monument in order to expand the power of the Zhiguang faction?

These countless speculations are based on previous experience and are common human nature.

However, the God is not a human.

The gods rely on the accumulation of self-concepts to reach the extreme and transcend the scope of the sixth-level gods. Therefore, in their hearts, they are absolute self-existence.

Even if the truth of the outside world does not match their ideas, they will not have the idea of ​​choosing the best and grasping the truth, but will believe more in a tiny thought that suddenly arises in their minds.

A thousand years of achievements are worthless to the God.

With this finger, Lord Zhiguang immediately activated his own divine power, and also mobilized the power of many other gods to bombard Master Shang Zheng's concept of god.

The collision of concepts, the majority overcoming the few, just this one collision was enough to severely injure Master Shang Zheng.

Suddenly, it became dark in front of Lord Zhiguang, and the pages of the holy book also became much dimmer.

Her fingers remained shiny as they continued to press on the pages, but she had an absurd feeling of having lost her target, as if Master Shang Zheng's concepts had never appeared in her book.

"The Light Bearer."

Lord Zhiguang raised his eyes and saw the person standing at the bow, with a hint of doubt in his tone.

"You are able to influence the control of the Lord of Gods over the Subordinate Gods. You have such a good trick. Why don't you ask me to join you in dealing with Tiangong? Instead, you betray me?"

"I've felt that there is nothing but hatred in your heart. All your emotions are directed at Tian Gong. You have absolutely no reason to rebel."

The gods were merely subdued by the God-King, so of course they would have their own little thoughts.

In contrast, the mentality of the lamplighter, who only has one goal, is the simplest and easiest to control.

"The intuition of the Lord of Gods is the greatest miracle in all dimensions. It can surpass all gods and directly point to the key points of countless events. But you are not omnipotent after all, and your feelings can be wrong."

The lamplighter's voice was still as tired and hollow as ever, even like the voice of a dead person.

This is the transmission of thoughts or even concepts, and the sound can reflect part of his essential state.

But even those ancient gods whose concepts were shattered might not have as severe a sense of death as the intact god, the Lantern Bearer.

"I do hate him, but I never just hate Tiangong, and I never just want to take revenge on him."

He said, "Because in my eyes, the four of you..."

"No difference."

The bright pearl in the lamplighter's hand had now turned into a candle flame.

However, the light emitted by the candle is much weaker than that of the pearl, so that it creates a feeling that the place where the candle is located is darker than the outside world.

Under the light of the candle, the lamplighter's withered yellow hair and dull skin looked even more miserable.

It has neither the glory of God nor the vitality of man, and looks as if it is a statue made of yellow mud.

There is no sword in his mouth, he is not kneeling, there is no pillar in his hand, and there is no lamp on his head, but his temperament is exactly the same as that of the clay man biting the sword and holding the sky lantern.

"That's a shame. I'm going to lose two of my men."

Lord Zhiguang raised his finger forward, leaving a small mark on the tip of his finger, just like the words he had just copied from the book.

The words moved her fingertips, and the fingertips moved her wrist and arm. When the entire arm moved in the space, it caused the space to fluctuate and emit a pleasant hymn.

The ships, the cursed spirits, and the flying books all glowed with astonishing brilliance amid the hymns.

These lights shone through layer after layer of space and the images of the gods.

In a flash, the figures of the gods appeared around the asteroid, majestic and vast, with their faces lowered, gazing at the lamplighter together.

Most of the subordinate gods of the Zhiguang pantheon followed Lord Zhiguang into the Xuanyuan Labyrinth in order to break through the various barriers of the maze as quickly as possible and search for the core.

These subordinate gods are not with the Lord God, but are exploring in many different spatial regions, and they summarize what they see and get and report it to the Lord God.

When the God is confident, he can break through the maze barriers of an entire large area with one move and continue to move forward. This is to avoid the situation in the past when he had no experience, where after breaking through the barriers in a small area, a chain reaction would be caused, resulting in more strange forbidden areas.

Although the concepts that Master Shang Zheng and the Lamp Bearer aspire to cannot be perceived in the holy scriptures for the time being.

But Zhiguang's attack was still able to mobilize the concepts of other gods.

Although the gods' true bodies are not here, their divine power can be used here without any hindrance to manifest their respective divine images.

Ever since the status of the Four Gods was established thousands of years ago, no god has ever faced the power of the Gods directly.

Lord Zhiguang was very sure that when the power of all gods was harmonized and merged by him, it would not be a force that any god alone could resist.

If there were any gods in the world who had not yet established their own pantheon, they would suffer great damage from this attack and would try their best to retreat.

The lamplighter really couldn't stop it, nor did he try to stop it. He just clasped his hands together and extinguished the candle in his hands.

The dim atmosphere suddenly expanded, dispelling all light and the images of all gods around.

He became more like a clay figure, completely without light, stiff, numb, and silent.

The clay man lives because of the lamp, but he extinguishes the lamp himself.

In this dim atmosphere, Lord Zhiguang suddenly stood up, and his quiet and noble expression changed for the first time.

The method used by the Lantern Bearer can temporarily block the concept of the gods and prevent them from being grasped by the gods. It is normal that this method can work on himself and on Master Shang Zheng who is willing to cooperate with him.

However, Lord Zhiguang never expected that his method could actually block all the gods.

At this moment, Zhiguang almost doubted whether the lamp bearer had secretly cultivated to the level of a god.

But it's impossible. He doesn't have the support of the Throne of Heaven and can't slaughter all living beings. How can he accumulate the concept of self so quickly?
Moreover, the lamp bearer does not have the kind of threatening feeling that a god should have. On the contrary, after turning off the lamp, his presence is even weaker than that of a normal god.

His clay-like figure seemed to be turning into nothingness, losing matter, energy, consciousness, and even concepts.

Is the world empty? Of course not.

It is often said that everything is empty when a person dies, but when a person dies, he or she just changes his or her form of existence, and when the soul dies, it just changes its form of circulation.

Even if the world is destroyed, there will still be a post-destruction situation there.

As long as there is existence, there is the possibility of regaining perception, knowing that you have been hurt, and thus there is suffering.

The Lantern Bearer is the person who holds up the lamp in the destroyed civilization. He is the most passionate and energetic existence. He once regarded the hurt as a kind of tempering, and became stronger through the tempering and became the leader of those who had similar experiences as himself.

He established an organization and occupied a place in the era of war among the gods, but because all of their members had deep hatred, they provoked the heaviest backlash.

His organization was destroyed, so he rebuilt it, rebuilt it, and was destroyed again.

He did not die, his strength grew stronger and stronger, and he mastered more and more methods. To him, the harm was just a test, but not to the people around him.

When people are hurt, they will die. When people are surrounded by pain, they will become despair.

There were too many people around him who lived in pain and died in despair, and there were also too many people who would rather die than be saved by him.

For a healthy person, even carrying a stone may just be a struggle, but for a wounded person, even a drop of dew will cause severe pain.

Everything in the world, for the former comrades of the Light Bearer, can communicate their emotions and trigger the pain in their memories.

Because the proportion of pain in their memories is too high.

Then one day, the lamplighter no longer said "light" to them, but said "emptiness" to them.

The essence of all things is emptiness: earth, water, fire, wind, birth, old age, sickness and death; the four elements are all empty.

The coming together of fate, the love and hate, the separation, are all just illusions and have never existed.

As long as you realize the nature of "emptiness", you will know that even the pain is all false.

The lamplighter used these fallacies and heresies to deceive his fellow comrades. Every time he saw that a comrade seemed to have accepted his deception and was finally able to find a little peace in despair, he felt even more pain in his heart.

The more pain he felt in his heart, the deeper the emptiness he preached became, until it became a force that could act on reality.

All living beings are suffering, it is better to have nothingness, to be extremely empty, and turn off the lights!
He does not believe that the four elements are empty, otherwise he would not be alive today. But this is the only compassion he can grasp in despair.

Since it is the power of great compassion, how can there be discrimination?

Therefore, this power is not only useful to one's friends, but also to those servants with whom one has no friendship or may even be one's enemies.

It is even useful to the gods.

Lord Zhiguang felt that there was a gap between himself and the real world.

She didn't know whether she had become more illusory or the real world had become more illusory, so that her power could not be effectively applied to reality.

Although this impact was not very big for her, she couldn't find a way to break it.

"Hold the lamp, ha, you didn't let me down!!"

Lord Zhiguang was surprised, but instead of being angry, he started laughing. "The existence of the Heavenly Throne is our recognition of the value of all living beings. If you were worthless, why would we control you?"

"But in the past thousand years, there have been fewer and fewer things in Xuanyuan Hundred Realms and Heaven's Throne that can brighten our eyes."

"Deng Deng, you gave me a nice surprise!"

She stared at the lamplighter with bright eyes, "Let me see how I can catch you without hurting you."

At this moment, a ray of light suddenly penetrated the dim atmosphere and came onto the ship.

Master Shang Zheng appeared, with five fingers spread out, and pushed a palm towards Lord Zhiguang.

The lines on his palms were neat and smooth, but there seemed to be many glowing dots hidden between the texture of his skin.

After the light was emitted, it continuously refracted between his five naturally slightly bent fingers, forming a bubble-like ball of light in front of his palm, clear and bright.

The scene inside the bubble quickly became clear. The light inside weaved out a surging river, houses in the villages on both sides of the river, and a mulberry tree with a large hole in it. Although there was no one inside, it was filled with a peaceful atmosphere.

The Kongsangluo River covers an area of ​​a hundred miles in radius!
The scale of the internal space is real, and all things are shaped according to energy of equivalent specifications.

With this palm, Master Shang Zheng created an energy space of a hundred miles in size and blasted it towards Lord Zhiguang.

The Goddess of Wisdom and Light was not in a hurry. She raised her hand and lightly tapped it. The tens of thousands of cursed spirits and hundreds of thousands of books around her shrank violently and turned into a few thin traces of light, which spiraled around one of her fingers and emitted a loud hymn.

The bubble where the Kongsangluo water was located was burst by the God of Zhiguang with a single finger.

Just as everything inside was about to expand outwards madly, a hymn brought a dark golden light, like a tide of destruction, surging and hitting, destroying large areas of these energy objects.

From the outside, it looked like Lord Zhiguang just pointed his finger at the bubble, which suddenly flashed a few times and then disappeared completely.

Master Shang Zheng was catapulted backwards for a long distance, but there were no injuries on his hands.

Lord Zhiguang did not retreat at all, but the books wrapped around his fingers were all destroyed, and the building ship under his feet was also shattered.

Zhiguang glanced at his fingertips, thoughtfully.

She is affected by the power of nothingness, and it seems that her strength is not seriously reduced. However, when she uses complex techniques in battle, every bit of her strength, when she wants to act on things other than herself, will create an illusory and uncertain barrier.

Master Shang Zheng created a space of hundreds of miles with one palm, containing countless energy bodies. He has reached the peak of the realm of a sixth-level god.

However, the total power contained in Zhiguang's finger just now was still able to overwhelm the opponent. It was just that it did not take effect in reality as expected, so he did not hurt Master Shang Zheng, but instead damaged his own ship.

"You are not affected by the power of nothingness?"

Lord Zhiguang held the code in his left hand and walked forward. He felt that no matter how he walked, the lamplighter was always a certain distance in front of him on the right. The clay figure no longer took the initiative to attack, but the energy of the battle between the two sides made it difficult to detect his presence.

Zhiguang couldn't help but become more curious about the state of the lamplighter, and a sense of novelty and joy arose spontaneously. His attitude towards Master Shang Zheng who was far away was much more indifferent.

"It's because of the power concept of your palm just now."

According to legend, when Yi Yin's mother was pregnant, she dreamed that a god told her that a flood was coming, and because her son was extraordinary, he came to tell her to leave quickly and not tell anyone else.

But Yi Yin's mother ran to tell the neighbors, and the people in the village escaped the flood, so she was punished and turned into a mulberry tree. The villagers found a baby in the hollow of the mulberry tree.

This is of course just a myth. Yi Yin was just an ordinary slave at the time, but hidden in the myth is the praise and commemoration of benevolent and kind people.

Although the Lantern Bearer possesses the power of nothingness, nothingness is not what he truly desires. He still hopes to use nothingness as a transition to relight the lights and dispel suffering.

Master Shang Zheng used light to weave a world of his own, with empty Sangsang and Luoshui, peaceful and harmonious, which was exactly what the lamp holder wanted.

His power will only remain unaffected within the range of the Lantern Bearer's power of nothingness.

In a flash, Zhiguang had completely understood the concept behind Master Shang Zheng's palm strike.

"Speaking of kindness, among the spells I know, there are 100,000 spells that are more kind and benevolent than yours."

Lord Zhiguang smiled and said, "The method you used to deprive me of my control over the Forbidden Divine Monument is also very interesting. He can also block the power of the subordinate gods. You two are amazing."

"But, when I conquered the gods, did I ever need to use these two things?"

At that time, there were no ethnic guardian gods in the world.

As Zhiguang chuckled, a hundred thousand crystal cards appeared in the surrounding space.

On each crystal plate, there are golden words flowing from top to bottom, disappearing at the bottom, and then flowing from bottom to top on the back, endlessly.

She didn't chant any spell, but just her words could be a spell, and a divine spell at that.

One word gives rise to a hundred thousand curses!

If we say there are 100,000 species, then there are 100,000 species, not a bit more or less.

These spell tokens moved horizontally and blasted towards Master Shang Zheng, as if they wanted to leave one hundred thousand neatly-arranged marks on Master Shang Zheng's body.

"I already knew that Your Majesty was familiar with all the spells in Xuanyuan Baiyu, and could even make up new spells all the time."

Master Shang Zheng raised his hand above his head and pulled out a sword from the space. It was a bronze sword, no more than two feet long, with a blade as wide as four fingers and a sharp edge.

He swung his sword, there was no sword light, no sword energy, just an invisible sword force pressing down, and all the tokens were shattered.

"But the power of God comes from the concept of self. In front of the seal of the clay man extinguishing the lamp, if you don't use the true power of the God and only rely on these false kindnesses, what's the point?"

Lord Zhiguang regenerated 100,000 spells in an instant.

"My spells don't seem as good as yours right now. It must be because I don't have the experience of secretly practicing like you two."

Zhiguang said calmly, "Are you going to tell me that you are truly kind?"

"I have seen through you a thousand years ago. You are a wise man, not a brave man. You may be touched by your emotions and be kind for a while, but emotions are not enough to support a thousand-year plan for you."

"You dared to rebel against me today only because of ambition, not because of the kindness that is deep in your self-concept."

She sighed softly, "The lamp holder is too naive. He is indeed easily deceived. He said that we are the same as the gods, but his allies are no different from us."

The clay man didn't move, as if he didn't notice anything.

"Hahahaha!"

Master Shang Zheng did not deny it, "It is indeed impossible for me to plan for a thousand years out of kindness and sympathy."

"I'm for right and wrong!"

"The throne of heaven, slaughtering all living things, twisting the heart of heaven, squeezing civilization, this is a wrong path."

"This will only encourage the trend of those in high positions to sit back and enjoy the fruits of their labor, but high positions are always relative, so only depriving without giving back, and bullying the weak, this kind of cancerous behavior will spread layer by layer, directly to the grassroots."

"In fact, a truly powerful person can achieve great achievements even if it is just for fun. A third-level person can affect a small range of environmental magnetic fields, a fourth-level person can absorb and release the energy of heaven and earth, a fifth-level person can reorganize matter and transform mountains and seas, and a sixth-level person is even more so."

"We don't need them to work hard. As long as their entertainment appears normal, it will bring great benefits. Then they can enjoy what they want as a matter of course."

"But the atmosphere you created has caused those cancers to take pride in not giving anything. It seems that the less they give, the more noble they are. The more people they harm during the plunder, the more valuable they are. Even if the things they plundered can actually be reconstructed by themselves in a moment's thought."

"Such a civilization is absolutely self-destructive. Even if the grassroots cannot resist the strong, it is easier for the strong to have irreconcilable conflicts and contradictions, and they will definitely die!"

Master Shang Zheng's mind was filled with such words, but he kept his thoughts focused and didn't release them. He just kept swinging his sword.

But every time he swung the sword and shattered the spell, some of these condensed thoughts would inevitably dissipate and turn into increasingly loud words.

"The reason why the Xuanyuan Dimension has been able to last so long is that it has relied on the chaos and opportunities brought about by its outward expansion to alleviate this pressure."

"But in the universe, civilized dimensions are too rare compared to desolate dimensions. Even if you can master the Xuanyuan Labyrinth, this approach will soon lead to a dead end."

"Only the coexistence of the heart of heaven is the real long-term solution. There is no need to parasitize civilization, but to breathe with civilization. Even if the outside world is completely barren space, it will not affect its own growth and development."

There is indeed no soft heart in Master Shang Zheng's mind, only an increasingly strong sword intent.

“Kindness and compassion won’t keep me going for a thousand years, but knowing the difference between right and wrong will keep me going for ten thousand years!”

Along with this thought, Master Shang Zheng's robe spread out, and he crossed the sky and came with his sword.

The sword vibrated, breaking the hundred thousand crystal spells that were reborn again and again along the way.

Lord Zhiguang raised his finger to block the tip of the sword, his face slightly gloomy.

Because she actually felt a little pain.

Her fingertips sunk slightly, and under the pressure of the sword, her entire hand could not help but slowly retreat backwards.

The sword's power seems to be able to penetrate the vicissitudes of life and last until the end of time.

This is the sword intent that can truly last for ten thousand years.

In fact, if Master Shang Zheng could really survive, ten thousand years would be too short.

When the time comes, I will die with you!

When Yi Yin was still a weed, he already had the courage to resist Xia Jie, the sun on earth.

The God is certainly much stronger than Xia Jie, but the difference between Master Shang Zheng and the God today is not as great as the difference between weeds and the scorching sun in the past!

"Your sword is a bit of an eyesore."

Lord Zhiguang had to admit that Master Shang Zheng was sincere and his thoughts were different from those of the other Lords.

Her hundred thousand spells of mercy, which were instantly destroyed and reborn, were still unable to adapt to the power of nothingness.

The reason why Master Shang Zheng was able to move freely in the void was indeed not because of false kindness and accumulated experience, but because of what he called right and wrong.

Seeing that Master Shang Zheng was still pushing with all his strength, the sword continued to stab at him.

The fingers of Lord Zhiguang's right hand could not resist, and the code in his left hand suddenly opened and closed again.

A powerful repulsive force was emitted, blocking the sword blade, and her figure suddenly retreated hundreds of miles away.

In this vast basin, all the iron and stone storms suddenly eased.

The Divine Lord of Wisdom and Light spread out her hands, and the Holy Scripture of the Heavenly Summit floated in front of her, turning the pages continuously, as if there were countless pages waiting to be turned.

The sound of turning pages became louder and louder, and the whole world was filled with the sound of "hula la". After a moment, the sound intensified again and became indescribable.

People cannot hear the sound of celestial bodies rotating, but this sound seems to allow people to hear the celestial bodies rotating and feel the countless activities inside the celestial bodies.

Long ago, the asteroid that fell into the basin had a diameter of nearly 100 miles and a terrifying mass. At this moment, it was shaken by an invisible force, creating cracks on the ground and gradually floated into the air.

Mantra is sound, and sound is wave.

During his thousand-year career as a god, Lord Zhiguang relied on his throne in heaven to rule over multiple dimensions. He continuously received cosmic microwaves from different dimensions and reversely deduced the combination.

The song of the universe is so grand and immense that even for a god, it is too complex to listen to it all.

However, Lord Zhiguang operated multiple thrones of heaven, expended endless energy, found some of the accents, and then deeply deduced the details.

Finally, she created a spell that represented the death of a brilliant celestial body, recreating the sound of the "sun dying."

This is the funeral song of the last glorious day!

When this spell is performed to its full potential, the fluctuations of divine power can reproduce countless details and, within a certain range, imitate environmental changes similar to those when the sun dies.

The ancient asteroid has changed from its original gray jade-like luster to one that looks like it has countless rays of sunlight, wriggling and swaying, red with black inside, and an even stronger white light at the edges.

In just the blink of an eye, the asteroid had risen to a place much higher than Master Shang Zheng.

The asteroid didn't come straight down because it was a musical instrument.

The truly terrifying power has descended upon Master Shang Zheng in the form of spell fluctuations, through the transformation of this asteroid.

Master Shang Zheng became unable to move, and a space of a hundred miles in size suddenly appeared around him. The space was filled with lava light, which wrapped him up and burned him, then suddenly distorted and disappeared, and was born again.

His sword intent was like a sacred tree. Thousands of white lights grew out from his body, spreading, exploding, shooting and cutting.

But every time the brilliance of the Song of the Funeral Day distorted and disappeared, it could cause a large number of sword lights to perish.

Soon, the sword he stretched forward could no longer bear the weight and showed marks of being burned. The blade became distorted with a creaking sound.

"She really came up with this trick?!"

Master Shang Zheng had long expected that Lord Zhiguang would listen to the sound of the dying sun and create the incantation song.

He just wanted to force out this trick.

But the current situation is somewhat different from what he planned.

After Lord Zhiguang performed the "Mohuang Funeral Day Song", he did not even reveal his self-concept and was immersed in it.

Only when the self-concept and the techniques are completely integrated can a truly powerful blow be delivered.

"The Song of the Funeral Day of Mo Huang" is a perfect trick, there is no doubt about it.

But since there is no self-concept revealed, could it be that this terrifying power is just the prelude to this move and has not yet entered the main theme? !

It was just a prelude, and even after being weakened by the power of nothingness, it still showed such terrifying oppressive force.

Although the figure of the lamplighter remained motionless, it became slightly more solid under this light, as if it could not maintain its original state.

"Originally, I said I only had a 20% chance of success. Now it seems that 20% is a bit too much."

Master Shang Zheng was fighting against the burning, distorting, and tearing forces from the outside world, and his mind was weighing the ever-changing issues of whether or not to just attack directly.

However, if that method cannot directly act on the opponent's concept, it will be difficult to inflict serious damage, and the greatest killer will be wasted.

"Are you still thinking about whether you are right or wrong?"

Lord Zhiguang had an indifferent look in his eyes, and pointed his slender finger at the asteroid in the sky.

Visible black and red waves were like large groups of meteors splitting and falling downwards, pressing on Master Shang Zheng and destroying his sword intent.

"So-called right and wrong are not worth mentioning in front of the results I have achieved!"

The God's voice is like a merciless voice coming from the universe.

While she was about to crush Master Shang Zheng, she also randomly separated a force and blasted towards the divine power wormhole.

She had already sensed that someone else was breaking in through the divine wormhole.

The Immovable King? Humph, he is just a corrupt and ignorant person. Then give him the destruction he deserves!
The asteroid nearly a hundred miles away in the sky shook violently, and a golden red flame shone from its side. The light was bright and strong, and it was extremely hot.

The fire was like a long tongue, but it was much larger than the wormhole itself.

I'm afraid that just a casual brush could turn dozens of mountains into nothingness.

boom------

In an instant, a mushroom cloud the size of a city appeared on the earth and expanded rapidly.

In the center of the mushroom cloud, a figure that had just arrived could be vaguely seen.

In such terrible heat, he clenched his fists, opened his arms, and exuded a sense of brutal power.

In the area of ​​his head, it was unclear whether it was the blazing sun or his long hair that was not burned, but it emitted a dazzling golden and red light, and he opened his mouth and roared.

The roar was also correct, because what was pressing on him was not only the Sun-Burial Flame, but also the chaotic spatial force caused by the blast of the divine wormhole.

Faced with such an attack, anyone would scream in pain.

However, as he roared, a dark shadow appeared on his body, rising rapidly and expanding violently.

The mushroom cloud, which was the size of an entire city, was swallowed up in the blink of an eye by this dark skull monster.

All the heat inside did not have time to expand again, and the flames of the Burial Sun were also pulled over and absorbed completely.

That hideous head was as big as a mountain and was still doubling in size, with a dangerous red light flashing in its eyes.

Just like the person roaring on the earth.

The giants opened their mouths in sync and let out a loud roar.

It turned out that it was not a cry of pain, but a war cry.

Su Hanshan roared towards the sky, and the giant in the sky shook its head and face, roaring out an earth-shaking noise.

The distance from the earth to the asteroids in the sky is like a fragile drawing paper that is grabbed by a huge force and rubbed and torn wildly.

Large areas of space were torn into countless transparent folds, shattered into pieces, like an archipelago, floating and scattered, with no peace.

And in the gaps between these fragments are deep, pure black cracks, which almost destroy the layers of spatial structure of nature to the extreme.

When Su Hanshan roared, he seemed to see the most fundamental level of space through the head of Emperor Xuan and God Huang, and the power surging like the tide.

In the sky, the asteroid that was showing its power suddenly froze.

Lord Zhiguang's expression suddenly changed and he turned his head abruptly to face the figure on the ground in the distance.

The chanting sound that came from the celestial bodies in the universe was briefly drowned out by this loud roar.

For a moment, the asteroid was unable to maintain its sun-burial form and returned to its essence. Suddenly, it broke apart from the side that was facing the earth.

Several large canyon-like cracks extend across the entire asteroid.

The entire asteroid broke into three or four pieces, two larger ones and one smaller one. There were also some debris, all affected by the aftermath of the roar and floating high into the sky.

Emperor Xuan roared, shattering the stars! (End of this chapter)