The strong man who came out of the miracle

"Is he so special?" The masked woman still didn't believe it.

"I can't explain it. In short, I will meet him again. Although he is weak now, he will grow up in the future. I have been alone for many years. How I wish someone could come to my side!"

Fu Ji stared at the sky, that deep gaze was full of loneliness, the masked woman kept comforting by the side, and after a while, the two broke through the sky and left.

Restaurant!

"A cup of tea... can become a real world in an instant!"

In the corner, Ye Yun was still staring blankly at the teacup on the table. The birds and beasts inside, as well as the aura of the earth, amazed him. What kind of supernatural power is this?

Is this still the power of the Creator God?Of course it is, and the creation ability from Fuji has reached the point of turning decay into magic. With just a raise of your hand, you can turn a cup of ordinary tea into a world. This is no longer something the Creator God can do, even the Yuanshi God To, unless it is Chaos God.

But can an ordinary Chaos God create such a huge world in an instant?

There is no need to seal, no need to condense various formations, just a moment, and the world is born like this.

"Brother Fu..."

Even Ye Yun himself didn't know how long he had been in shock. Looking up, there was no figure of Fu Ji and the masked woman in front of him. The two seemed to disappear out of thin air. What made Ye Yun even more unbelievable was that there were no two people there. There is only a cup of tea on the chair and table.

It seems that from the moment he entered the restaurant, Ye Yun was alone, and suddenly a thought arose in his heart that he didn't believe even himself, could it be that everything was just a dream?Impossible, Fu Ji and the breath of the masked woman, he has already fused a little bit, this can't be an illusion.

But all the signs in front of him showed that the two of them had never been the same.

"Great supernatural power!"

In the end, Ye Yun clenched his fists vigorously, looked around, stared at the teacup that had changed into ordinary tea, and then quietly recalled the scene of meeting with Fu Ji and the masked woman. It's not simple, it's not an ordinary monk, the cultivation base must be a Chaos God, and it is an unimaginable existence among the Chaos Gods.

If Fu Ji had really appeared, he would have the ability to disappear silently in front of Ye Yun, and create a scene that they had never seen before. With Ye Yun's cultivation base and sensitivity, at such a close distance, he would be It is impossible for a strong man like Shengjun Luo Fu to come and go freely without making a sound.

There is only one explanation, Fu Ji's cultivation base and strength are far higher than that of Luofu Shengjun, plus he can instantly turn a teacup into a world, he is simply the "creator god" among the chaos gods, The ability possessed is the existence of being able to create worlds without any scruples anywhere in the God Realm.

He is the overlord, the ruler!

"forget it……"

The only sentence that the masked woman only said appeared in my mind again. Thinking about it now, the masked woman prevented him from communicating with Fu Ji, it seemed that it was really for Ye Yun's sake, and she also felt quite frankly that Fu Ji had no need to fight him , because he and Fu Ji are not in the same world at all.

"Fu Ji! Where are you sacred?"

Ye Yun couldn't regain his composure for a long time, and finally left the restaurant silently and flew towards Huangxuan Mountain.

When he came to Huangxuan Mountain, he immediately released his induction force, and soon felt Meng Lingyuan's aura slightly, and approached step by step, and entered Huangxuan Mountain. In the independent barrier of a mountain peak, the aura from Meng Lingyuan was being released from it, and there were some powerful masters around. patrol.

This must be the gathering place for the experts from Xuanmeng Mountain.

Ye Yun also learned through research that Meng Lingyuan would not leave Huangxuan Mountain before the battle of the god list, and there was no possibility of approaching it for the time being, so he could only lurk around and wait for the opportunity.

During the dormant standby process, Ye Yun was also absorbing energy, and began to hit the peak of the seventh-order Creator God...

hell!

This is an unknown space of hell, countless undead creatures appear in the sky like ghosts, and some hell beasts are as huge as giant mountains, running in the earth.

Huge cities are connected one after another, and many of them are in the shape of skeletons. Looking at them at a glance, they look like a dead world full of skeletons.

All kinds of resentment, murderous, and violent aura merge into the cold wind of hell to form a terrible wind blade, which can tear any creator god to shreds.

Among the countless cities, there is a small city that is dominated by palaces.

In a black palace in the center, above that, Ye Yun's avatar is sitting on it, his eyes are slightly closed, and there are streaks of ice around his body, this kind of ice is not simple, cold After the ice air appeared, it would not disappear automatically.

As the avatar breathed again and again, the cold ice not only entered his body, but also disappeared suddenly.

"Primeval Mysterious Ice Art..."

After a long time, the avatar who practiced ice slowly opened his eyes, and at the same time, the mysterious old man "slave" from hell naturally appeared beside him, like a loyal servant, always waiting for the avatar's orders.

With a wave of the clone's hand, a gust of icy air suddenly began to pour into the main hall. At this moment, the main hall was safely frozen, and it was not oppressed by any energy from hell.

"Master, the Primordial Xuanbing Jue is one of the several peerless qigongs in hell. I really don't understand why the master controls such a peerless qigong... Back then, the old master, as the supreme god of hell, did not practice this kind of master qigong! "When I saw such a scene, I was extremely shocked.

"At the beginning, I didn't know that this qigong had such a powerful side. As for its origin..."

The avatar paused for a moment, and the look in his eyes was extremely complicated: "Slave, can you successfully establish a passage between the eighteenth and seventeenth hells? The time has come, I must go to the eighteenth hell, on the one hand, in order to integrate the Dark Thunder God's throne Strength, on the other hand, to fulfill a long-standing promise..."

"The master is Yuanshi God. Entering the eighteenth floor of hell requires the approval of the ruler's will. There is the king's world. Even if the Chaos God does not have the permission of the will, he cannot enter. The slave followed the old master and once controlled some of the eighteenth floor. It is easy to pass through certain laws and powers in hell, but it is not easy for the master to go to the eighteenth floor of the abyss, the legendary "Shore of the Dead"!"

"Why is it so difficult?"

"The shore of the dead is not a world, but it is still a world. It is the world in the deepest part of hell. It is almost parallel to the great heaven, but the height is still not as high as the great heaven. According to the legend of my hell, death No one can enter the shore of the underworld, even the old master only entered it a few times in the past. As for why the old master was able to enter the shore of the dead, the old slave does not understand, but with the master's current cultivation base, if he wants to enter the shore of the dead Shore, it's really impossible, and besides, it's a forbidden place in hell, and I don't know how dangerous it is!"

"You just need to build a passage, and guard the passage to protect me from entering the shore of the dead world. In this way, I will go to the shore of the dead world first, and then I will integrate the power of the dark thunder god after I understand the promise in my heart!"

"This... If the master integrates the power of the old master first, he will definitely step into the Chaos God, and control some laws of hell, even if he is powerful, he will not be able to deal with the master easily, but if the master enters as the current Yuanshi God..."

The slave's deeply sunken eyes were full of worry.

"This is something I want to consider, so it's decided, you go and prepare first!"

The doppelgänger waved his hand, but the slave didn't say anything more.

At this time, the slave is even more unable to understand why the young man who has received the inheritance of the Dark Thunder God, a Yuanshi God, can enter the forbidden place in the legend with such confidence.

soon!

The avatar was dressed in black battle armor, floating in the air, showing the aura of an overlord, and soon the slave appeared from the barrier of the earth below, with his hands knotted, he opened his mouth to absorb the power of the surrounding barrier, and then a portal appeared.

"Master, this is the gate of hell from the seventeenth floor to the eighteenth hell. Only the king of the eighteenth hell can control the gate of hell!"

After the slave finished speaking, he flicked his fingers immediately, and the ancient door opened, and the avatar stepped into it without even thinking about it.

That is to say, in the breath, a wave of heaven and earth power surged in the dark sky, a portal appeared, and the slave took his avatar under the protection of an enchantment, and came to the last world of the eighteenth level of hell, where the strongest in hell practiced world.

In the world of the eighteenth floor of hell, let alone how powerful those undead creatures are, that is, any material on the earth is solid, reaching the height of the Primordial God, or even the Supreme God. It is impossible for the Chaos God to destroy this place.

The avatar closed its eyes and began to absorb the energy of heaven and earth, and the astonishing pressure of hell also began to flock to him. As for the slave, it was not suppressed by any law of hell.

"Sacred Tree, this is where you grew up..."

Even the slaves at the side would never have imagined that this ordinary young man in front of him possesses the oldest magic weapon in the world, and any laws, energies, and confinement are of no use to it.

It is the ancient fetish 33 vines, an ancient fetish that connects to the God Realm from hell.

The avatar is urging the 33-day vine in his body. In his dark golden elixir, it is dominated by the aura of the infinite sun and moon god thunder, accompanied by some Taiyi divine light. The big tree seems to be the only existence of the golden core. It grows luxuriantly, and the leaves are oval-shaped, and each leaf contains the essence of hell.

After a while, the law of hell that suppressed the avatar disappeared miraculously, and then glanced at the slave, who came back from the shock and flew towards the dark world with the enchantment.

"Are you... finally coming?"

In the world of eighteen layers of hell, in the dark world, there is no gleam of luster, and the cold world is almost frozen, but a girl in green clothes who is seventeen or eighteen years old keeps walking out of the ice layer, and she looks like a girl in green clothes. It's extremely simple, just like the women in ordinary people's homes.

The girl was born with picturesque features, refined and refined, and her watery skin seemed to be broken with a touch. Under such a touching beauty, the girl's face revealed a smile that melted like ice and snow.

The girl did not walk out of the frozen world, but looked up at the endless dark space-time above, just floating like this.

"Wow hoo hoo!"

Under the control of the power of the slave, the enchantment continues to pass through time and space, and enters the depths of the eighteenth floor of hell. The slave is worthy of being the existence of following the dark thunder god. Using the laws of hell, he has achieved the ability to be unpredictable, and came to In the depths of the [-]th hell world, one can still escape into those solid and unbreakable barriers.

Just like this, they continue to go deep into the depths of hell, and no one knows how the last place is an unimaginable world.

It took about a few years to pass through the solid and deep barriers of countless eighteen layers of hell, as if he had come to the end of hell, because underneath was a completely dull and icy barrier like deep space.