Ji Tianzun, the Eternal God Emperor

Chapter 311

The battle of Huntian lasted only a hundred days.

If you sit back and watch, things will go by very quickly.

Sitting on the Rakshasa clan's own star prevents the blind guys from disturbing the master, allowing Qianwei to finally have time to digest what she has gained during this period.

Although he was forcibly adopted as a soul slave, the price paid was not that heavy compared to what he got.

The top three-level holy will combines the path of demons, the path of Da Luo Tian, ​​the path of darkness and the path of death.

Except for the two freaks Yan Wushen and Zhang Ruochen, this generation in the hell world lacks the geniuses secretly cultivated by the Temple of Destiny.

Under the three Yuanhui-level geniuses, she was almost at the top.

These days, she did not intervene in the battles on the Huntian battlefield. She just stood quietly in the starry sky and witnessed each battle.

I saw Zhang Ruochen's feat of integrating the six holy wills and breaking the limits.

It took a long time for Zhang Jicai to figure out the state of his body.

"Original particles...if I can obtain a sufficient amount of the original essence, it may be able to help me reshape my body."

If it weren't for my poor foundation, I'm afraid that the second grade would be within reach.

Scattered over such a large area, it is almost impossible to reunite them.

For this alone, the gods are nothing more than fools and madmen compared to them.

Looking at the original particles that took a while to become slightly brighter, he didn't know whether he was happy or sad for a moment.

Submerge all his mental thoughts into the rules, and then hide them in the shallow rules of the imperial weapon, so that no one can detect his existence.

After the Battle of Huntian, the Origin Temple will be born, and Qianwei's identity will have to be borrowed for a while.

But it was like watching children fight.

The human body is composed of approximately 60 trillion cells, and the original particles that make up a cell number more than hundreds of millions.

……

As the original particles gradually condensed, the broken and mixed memory fragments also returned together, and what happened after the battle with Yan Wushen that day gradually emerged.

In the battle with Yan Wushen, unknown changes occurred to the Hunyuan Pearl. The physical body carrying the beads was exploded into the tiniest original particles, which were scattered in the endless void inside this special rule.

I saw the ferocity of the geniuses surrounding and hunting Emperor Chi.

The three poles returned to one, breaking the barrier of the Hunyuan Pearl in an incomprehensible form.

The Shuntian War has come to an end.

The space that is isolated from the outside world has undergone special changes, either triggering the most primitive means or touching a certain node.

The roar of dragons and tigers came from the sky and the earth. She raised her eyes and looked into the depths of the starry sky, then turned and headed towards her own star.

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By slowly condensing like this, one hundred thousand or one million years may not be enough to wait for the day when the body can be reunited.

The master with great supernatural powers is intangible, but with a single thought he can create a top-notch third-grade holy genius.

All in all, that force pushed Zhang Ji beyond the Great Perfection of the Holy King and entered unknown territory.

The majestic power also exceeded the limit that his physical body could bear, and was torn into original particles.

After that, the 100,000,000th rule took away all his remnants, and was washed out of the Kunlun world with the turbulent flow of space.

By chance, he fell into the Santu River and landed on an ancient corpse of the Rakshasa tribe.

In the end, when Zhang Ji woke up from a dream, he was in the weird state he is in now.

"Jumping out of the Three Realms, not in the Five Elements?"

He suddenly thought of this sentence, and then shook his head.

If he is not within the Three Realms and Five Elements, then what is he?

……

Destiny God Realm, Seven Star Emperor Palace.

Lian Xi pressed Zhang Ruochen's shoulders with appropriate strength, her eyes a little hollow.

She quietly looked at the man in front of her, holding a tattered sword and feeling sad alone, with unspeakable complexity in her heart.

"Bago, have you really fallen..." "I have searched all the battlefields outside the Central Imperial City, and even the turbulence in space has not been missed."

He stroked the twisted blade. The blade was lifeless, and all the inscriptions were annihilated. Except for the material of the divine iron, it had lost its original appearance.

Even the Divine Iron of Creation has become like this. How could Zhang Ji survive if he is not as good as a Saint King?

"No, Yan Wushen, Prajna can survive, everything is possible!" Zhang Ruochen looked crazy, with blue veins protruding on his forehead.

"Haha... If he was still alive, how could he not find the Supreme God?
Zhang Ruochen, you are a Yuanhui-level genius, but you are also an ignorant fool. "

Lian Xi sneered when she saw this.

What responded to her was a cold gaze and a hot palm that had reached out.

Her delicate body trembled, but she did not dare to resist. She numbly allowed Zhang Ruochen to pick her up and step into the harem.

Destiny God Realm, in the urban area of ​​the three tribes.

The heavy rain continued for several days, making the already lonely city even more chilly.

You have survived seven ghost tribulations, condensed his immortal body, and became the Ghost Emperor.

The Dark Emperor wore the skin of a young girl and held up a black umbrella for him.

"You have been standing here for three days. What are you looking for?"

Emperor You's eyes were as deep as whirlpools, and he stretched out his hand to catch a drop of rain falling from the sky.

"The rainwater in the Destiny Realm is hundreds of millions of miles away from the Kunlun Realm, so why does it always feel familiar to me?"

"Do you think he is really dead?"

There is no trace of time in the corners of Dark Emperor's charming eyes, and there are waves of light flowing in his eyes.

"Is there really any difference between him and you? Or do you exist just because of him?"

Emperor You lowered his eyes slightly, feeling slightly surprised.

"So you know everything."

“When you fall in love with someone, you pay attention to everything about them.

The appearance may be completely different, but the shadow reflected through the soul is still the same. "

"You shouldn't ask me whether he is really dead, but you should ask yourself."

The rain fell more rapidly. Emperor You looked at the black umbrella that was gradually leaning over and smiled faintly.

"I am him, but he is not me. I can live for him, and I am destined to exist because of him. This is the cause and effect since birth.

I often have a dream, which is very long and so silent that I almost collapse.

In that dream, there was a voice that kept guiding me..."

"Does it sound like a tall tale?"

You Emperor looked at the Dark Emperor with a rare smile on his face.

"You are all illusory, nothing is impossible." The girl's serious voice echoed faintly.

Emperor You sighed softly, "Hurry up and prepare for the establishment of the Sun and Moon Society. Relying on others is not a long-term solution. The hundred thousand years of accumulation of Wujiang Pavilion will disappear overnight. We must make plans early."

"I'll hurry up."

"Prajna and Yan Wushen have been granted a marriage. Zhang Ruochen will definitely not stand idly by. Do we want to help? He is your brother after all." Dark Emperor asked softly.

"No need, this is the path Zhang Ruochen wants to take. Even if he is here, he will not stop him."

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I have experienced a lot in the past two months. I have changed cities and jobs, and I have to start all over again.

Writing a novel is a very tiring task, especially when you have to take care of work.

But after putting it aside for a long time, I always felt that I was missing a kind of sustenance in my heart.

It may not be perfect and is a burden on the body, but it is the sustenance of the spirit.

The new work is relatively busy, and I may not be able to support stable updates for the time being. I will write when I have time, and update when I am done. Slowly, give Ji Tianzun a good ending, and wait for the Eternal God Emperor to have a good ending.

(End of this chapter)