King's Landing in the Three Thousand Worlds

Chapter 754 Heaven is dead, Huang Tian stands!
The Emperor of Heaven sneered: "Where did the ants come from my heart, my courage, the Taoist ancestor lost his virtue, and he could not conquer the world. Today I will act on behalf of the sky."

While he was speaking, a will to overwhelm the sun and the moon and shake the stars erupted from his body. This is God's will, a collection of all kinds of mighty forces in this world. In this world, this will is invincible!

The Emperor of Heaven has plotted for countless years to open up the Three Thousand Worlds at a certain point in the future, just to gain this kind of power. Originally, the prehistoric rules were strict. The power of the Emperor of Heaven.

If it weren't for the saints breaking the prehistoric world, the ancestor of Dao turned the only heaven and earth into a multiverse, making countless powerful people disappear, and moreover, the fate is in him, and the saints and the way of heaven are all helping him. .

Zhang Daoyi's words also revealed some facts. As long as he stands in his position, no matter if it is him or not, even if he is a powerful person, driven by the general trend, he can get to where he is today. Of course, Zhang Daoyi can say that pigs are also fine. Still biased!

Sensing the fear of this will, Zhang Daoyi's expression did not change a bit, he had a sense of great determination, even though the world was overturned and the cycle of reincarnation was shattered, he remained the same.

Overlapping phantoms, time and space emerged around the body of the Emperor of Heaven, and the dazzling brilliance bloomed, turning the whole world into a sacred land, which was extremely sacred.

The ethereal and deep sounds of offering sacrifices to heaven seem to have come from ancient times, entrusting the best wishes of the ancient ancestors.

In this world, the Emperor of Heaven used God's will to close his own timeline, but the history of this world is too short, even if the Emperor of Heaven goes back in time from the beginning of ancient times, it does not mean anything.

"Boom!"

The Emperor of Heaven made a move, covering the sky with one hand, and the three thousand universes moved together at this moment, time stopped at this moment, and everything was pressed the pause button.

Between lightning and flint, Zhang Daoyi's illusory body exploded suddenly, and a wave of true meaning rose up, and between the changes of true meaning, a breath that was more profound than Yuan Shi emerged, shaking the world.

"Strength and weakness are meaningless to me. If you want to keep me, unless you are of a higher essence than me!" Zhang Daoyi's voice came slowly, and the Emperor of Heaven probably wanted to get something from him. God will not be given a chance.

Time and space change, history rewrites, Nangong Yu crawls out of the game cabin, muttering constantly, Zhang Daoyi manifests in nothingness, and enters this world for the first time.

At this moment, the void suddenly exploded, and a big golden hand grabbed it from the air, with a radius of tens of thousands of miles. not at one latitude.

"how come?!"

The Emperor of Heaven was surprised that the will of God in this world was one with him, and Zhang Daoyi was just a brand. He could be sure that Zhang Daoyi should no longer have the characteristics of ubiquitous, past and future coexistence in this world.

This is also his reliance, world suppression can knock down the strong, especially in some special places, such as the former Nine Heavens Immortal Realm, and Nine Nether Land.

Now that Zhang Daoyi's body is trapped in Zixiao Palace, he manifests himself by relying on the memory of mortals. According to the logic, it is impossible to possess all the great powers of the body, not to mention, this is his world!

He can be sure that even the most strengthened bodies of the saints will be knocked down here, unless they are themselves, they can resist the suppression of God's will.

But now, Zhang Daoyi actually achieved this with a brand, which made the Emperor of Heaven unbelievable.

"My essence comes from the heart, and I am inherently transcendent. If it can't shake my heart, then nothing can knock down my essence!"

Up to the moment when Zhang Daoyi appeared in this world, until he fought with the Emperor of Heaven, Zhang Daoyi, who was transformed into Yi Dao Wuji, all disappeared. Judging from the long river of time, it seems that he never appeared.

In the node of reality, the Emperor of Heaven stands in the void, surrounded by wandering time, including the tyrannical energy of earth, fire, feng shui, and time fragments from the past and future.

The change in the past drives the present to change. This is the palm of the Emperor of Heaven in the past time and space, which shattered the world, and the present time and space are also changed for it!

Standing proudly in nothingness, the divine brilliance in the eyes of the Emperor of Heaven flickered. Although the result was somewhat beyond his expectation, his goal was still achieved.

Everything today is a play, a show for the saints and those hidden ancient powers. The Taoist ancestor does not leave the Zixiao Palace. Now it is not the Taoist ancestor, but the saints who hinder him. able.

With a thought, time and space are reversed, and the blow from the past time and space emperor to Zhang Daoyi is eliminated, and everything that was destroyed reappears. The disaster that happened once is like a fantasy dream, leaving no trace.

Nangong Yu was still talking to himself, venting his inner grievances, but this time, neither Zhang Daoyi nor the Emperor of Heaven appeared.

"The essence of Taoist ancestors is higher than all saints, even higher than the way of heaven. No wonder Taoist ancestors said that everything is a dream!" Inexplicably, immortal light is dense, and endless inspirations fill every part of this world.

In the center of this place, there is a sacred tree towering above the sky, which is swallowing the good fortune of the world, and the divine brilliance blooms from the sacred tree, protecting the world from being eroded by nothingness.

Under the sacred tree, a Taoist in Tsing Yi sat cross-legged. The whole body of the Taoist implied a starry sky, which was obscure and changing, sacred and solemn, deep and difficult to understand.

The Taoist's eyes seemed to pierce nothingness, shattered time, and saw scenes that did not belong to this era.

"The Emperor of Heaven has shown his feet, and the ancestor of Dao has shown his deeds. It seems that the plan needs to be changed slightly!"

He also holds one of the three books, the Book of the Earth, and he has the best fortune. If it weren't for Mr. Tiandao, he would also have the opportunity to become the ancestor of Taoism.

But even so, in terms of background, he is even stronger than the saints. The sanctification of the saints is due to the creation of heaven and the will of heaven, so he can restrain all time and space in the past and future, and achieve an invincible state.

Although the Taoists cannot be recognized by the heavens, they have absorbed all the natural good fortune. Although they cannot defeat the saints, they have also restrained most of their own time and space, and half of their feet have stepped into the level of the saints.

"The Heavenly Emperor is too greedy, and wants to stand shoulder to shoulder with the Daoist Ancestor, the powerful power makes him inflate!" Thinking about what the Heavenly Emperor did, the Taoist thought in his heart.

I have existed since the beginning of heaven and earth. With the help of the tunnel, I have contained the past time, and the future is uncertain. Unless I borrow the omnipotent power of God's will, it will be difficult to contain it. This detachment, each is the future, if I can confine a time and space, I should also be able to step into the holy realm... The thought in the Taoist's mind turned, and then a little spiritual light suddenly rushed out of the Taoist, escaping into the future of nothingness.

In the future time and space, the spiritual light exploded, divided into trillions of strands, and escaped into a nearly endless multi-parallel time and space. Among them, only one time and space is the original time and space, and the others are all split up later.

At this moment, in countless time and space, there are creatures shouting loudly: "The sky is dead, and the yellow sky will stand!"

　Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!
　　Say important things three times (laughs) ╭(╯ε╰)╮

　　
　
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