The Lord of All Gods Who Covers the Sky

Chapter 302 Small World

The dark cave was bottomless, and it was impossible to distinguish between east, west and north. There were many shriveled corpses walking along the way, and their deaths were miserable.

There is no time in the cave, and they don’t know how long they have walked. The formation patterns along the way are getting stronger and stronger, and they can already kill the King of Dao Zhan.

A crystal-clear skeleton lay not far away, dressed in gray robes and tightly wrapped in formation patterns.

"This is an ancient saint. The robes he wears are the holy robes passed down from generation to generation. Even the holy robes have been sucked dry!"

Everyone's expressions were solemn. The god who wore the holy clothes passed down from generation to generation was dead. Even this divine object could not withstand it, which showed how powerful the formation here was.

"If the Gate of Life had not been opened and the Gate of Death had not weakened in power, the power of the formation here would have been at least comparable to that of the Saint King!" Duan De said.

"This is the ancient saint of Dayan Holy Land. How come you are here?" Ji Hongjing found a token next to him with the word "Yan" written on it.

"I'm afraid my life span is running out and the source cannot be sealed!" the old great saint sighed.

Everyone lamented that this ancient sage came here to fight to the death, but it was a pity that he ruined himself.

They walked around the corpse and continued to move forward. The formation became stronger and stronger, and it was already comparable to that of the Saint King.

Everyone was in trouble and fell silent, thinking about countermeasures.

After a while, Ji Ziyue suddenly said: "It's impossible for all the walls of the small world to be covered with formation patterns."

"As expected of a mascot!" Duan De looked at Ye Fan and Ji Ziyue and said with a smile.

Ji Hongjing and Wei Yi walked in front with the sky-swallowing magic jar on their heads. The formation became more and more powerful. Wei Yi controlled the magic jar instead, with Ji Hongjing assisting.

Everyone put their spiritual thoughts into the void to look for world barriers. In the end, Ye Fan was the first to find a place without formation patterns.

Ripples appeared on the boundary wall, and the old great sage waved his hand and disappeared with everyone.

Continuing forward, they walked slower and slower, and the eldest sage of the Ji family had to use the Void Mirror to protect Ji Haoyue and others.

Duan De and the old blind man stepped forward to check under the protection of the magic jar. An hour later, the old blind man said: "This is like the entrance to the small world. I'm afraid I can't open it directly. I have to find a way to break the formation pattern."

Several people stared at the formation patterns on the stone gate for a while, and the two great saints couldn't help but shake their heads: "It is impossible to crack it without the formation diagram. Bombarding it with imperial soldiers will probably destroy the small world."

Wei Yi carefully looked at the formation patterns in the cave and said: "The formation here can already kill the Great Sage. With the door of death opened, the power of the formation has dropped by a huge level."

"Oh, what do you think?" Everyone looked at her curiously.

"I've been learning the forbidden secrets of the Void Sutra recently. I've practiced the Great Escape of the Universe to a very advanced level. Can't I travel through small worlds?"

Finally, they reached the end, and a stone door blocked the front, shining with a mysterious black light.

"Yes," Ji Hongjing said excitedly, fisting his fist, "With the Void Mirror, it's completely feasible!"

The two of them gave him a blank look. The eldest sage of the Ji family inspected the world barrier. After a while, he activated the Void Mirror. The gods within it revived, with great imperial power, and shot out a divine light on the world barrier.

"As expected of professionals!" Several people looked at Duan De and the old blind man and praised.

Everyone took a deep breath. There was plenty of spiritual energy in the small world, which was no worse than the core of the Holy Land.

The small world is very vast, with spiritual plants everywhere, delicious grass, colorful fallen flowers, and many strange beasts drinking water by the spiritual spring.

Above the head, the sun gradually sets towards the west, and a crescent moon hangs in the sky. Although it is not bright, it also sheds the energy of the lunar sky.

"What a strong spiritual energy!"

In the distant sky, real planets form a Milky Way, which is mysterious and magnificent.

"No matter how many times I see the emperor's methods, I can't help but admire them!" Wei Yi sighed. He had been to Ji Jiang's family and Yaochi and had seen similar small worlds.

"There are people in the small world," the boss said solemnly as his holy mind instantly swept across the ground beneath his feet, "There is a saint among them. They...are worse than animals."

Everyone was startled and scanned with their spiritual senses, and soon saw the figure.

"who?"

The saints in the distance discovered their consciousness and soared into the sky. Ji Hongjing's consciousness also saw the scene there. His face turned cold and he said to Ji Haoyue and others: "Go and kill all the others." "Boom." "

He stamped his feet and rushed towards the saint like a sharp arrow. He struck out the Six Paths of Samsara Fist with hatred and cursed: "Beast, you are in vain to be called a saint."

Six ancient worlds were born and died on the front of the fist. When it came into contact with the saint, it exploded and blew him away. Ji Hongjing stepped on Xingzi Secret and caught up with him, punching him one after another. Each punch was like the pressure of a sacred mountain. He fell, breaking his arm and smashing his sternum.

"Ji Hongjing! How dare you insult me!" The saint was shocked when he recognized Ji Hongjing, and then became furious. He was also an accomplished saint of this era. He considered himself more powerful than the ancient saints and was not afraid of Ji Hongjing's power.

The saint made a seal with both hands, transformed into a divine cauldron and smashed it. A wisp of imperial power crushed the world and shattered the world. It was clearly a black gold cauldron with dragon patterns.

"Do you think you are the only one who can do it?" Ji Hongjing transformed into a void mirror with his left hand, and a Hengyu furnace with his right hand. He opened his mouth and spat out the power of the Flying Immortal, then transformed into the West Emperor Tower and suppressed it.

"boom"

With a loud noise, the dragon-patterned black gold cauldron shattered, and the Xihuang Pagoda formed by Feixian's power also shattered. The Hengyu Furnace hit the saint, smashing his lower body, and the Void Mirror hit his shoulders, turning his chest and abdomen into pieces. For ashes.

"Impossible, how can you know the Ten Thousand Transformations Flying Immortal Technique?" The saint with only his head left screamed in fear and ran away. Suddenly, crystal petals surrounded him, making it impossible for him to escape.

Ji Hongjing stood on a fairy flower, like a banished immortal, walking step by step towards the saint's head.

"With a single thought, the flowers bloom and rule the world! You actually know so many magic secrets. It seems that we have been exposed a long time ago!" the saint said bitterly.

"Look out, there is still a way to kill the sky!" All the petals in the sky turned into Ji Hongjing's appearance, they raised their right hands together, turned into a heavenly sword, cut the sky and destroyed the way, and killed the saint's head.

When the petals all over the sky dispersed, there was no longer any trace of the saint's head, only a fragmented soul that suddenly expanded and rushed towards Ji Hongjing.

"Want to use the power of transformation to die with me?" Ji Hongjing sneered, and a heavenly sword rose into the sky, slicing through the soul of transformation.

"Kill me to understand the Dao Jue, you can even know the Immortal Heavenly Art!?" The saint's soul solidified, the power of transforming the Dao dissipated, and finally disintegrated.

At this time, Ji Haoyue and others also settled the battle. They encountered many strong opponents, including several extremely powerful ones, but they were no match for a few of them with more people fighting less.

"Uncle, these people are dead soldiers. They will immediately self-destruct after being defeated and will not give us a chance to search for their souls." Ji Ziyue said.

Ji Hongjing looked at the place where these people gathered and said, "There is no need to search for souls. You can know what these people are doing when you see them."

There are many cages on the ground, holding various monsters, and there is a valley next to it filled with corpses.

He walked up to a monster with eight insect arms, one eye, two sharp mouthparts, and a body covered with pustules, and said pitifully: "These are living people, and they became like this after testing the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Technique."

"How could this happen?" Ye Fan asked in shock.

"How can it have no effect when magic power absorbs other origins into the body?" Ji Hongjing pointed at the bones in the valley and said, "These people absorbed various racial origins and eventually turned into monsters."

"They actually captured so many Taikoo people?" Duan De said standing beside the valley.

"The origins are in conflict. It is risky for the Heaven-Swallowing Demonic Technique to attract humans alone, let alone so many different races!" Ji Haoyue shook his head. He had also consulted the Demonic Technique.

"It's so difficult to practice magic skills. How amazing and stunning must the ruthless emperor be to be able to successfully practice it?" the old blind man sighed.

Everyone was silent. It was indeed the case. This is an example of the acquired chaotic body in the world.

"What to do with these people?" Ji Ziyue pointed at the monster in the cage and said.

"They have lost their minds, help them get out."

The old sage waved his hand, and all these monsters died. Ji Hongjing chanted the Sutra of Saving People, and several people recited it after him. It seemed as if someone was saluting and thanking them, and slowly disappeared.

After reciting the sutra three times, Ji Hongjing looked around and said, "These people use this small world as a base. How did they get in? Are there other entrances to the small world?"

Everyone searched around and soon found a mostly collapsed Taoist platform, which was connected to the Sky-Swallowing Devil Jar. Next to the Taoist platform was an underground river.

"I didn't expect that there was a crack in this small world!" The Great Sage's spiritual consciousness was powerful. Wei Yi quickly found out the reason and said, "This Taoist platform should be the place where the magic jar is placed. The crack in the small world sucked the magic jar into the underground river. Wasn't Tu Tian's magic jar picked up from a river? "

"Decades have passed, and this small world can't support it much longer." The old great sage glanced around and said, "Although there is plenty of spiritual energy here, it is not enough to be an emperor's dojo. The real dojo should be in another cave."

Everyone nodded, separated to look for clues, and at the same time collected all useful things in the small world.

(End of this chapter)