I picked up a property.

Only when he saw that picture scroll, did the Lord of Gray Mist's voice contain a hint of surprise.

"Haha, the largest fragment of the imperial court is indeed sealed here!"

The God Burial King is one of the elders of the Kingdom of God, and it is almost impossible to suspect anyone who has a question about his identity.

Facts have also proved this.

Until the turmoil occurred, the God Buried King was not suspected, and all the secrets in the Origin Pavilion were known to him.

"Haha, although the sudden death of the God-Buried King has disrupted my arrangements, what I don't lack most is patience."

The Lord of Gray Mist's eyes were fixed on the scroll motionlessly.

His footsteps moved slowly, pacing around the scroll, watching the stars in the scroll constantly changing into various forms.

"Time is just a problem for you miserable congenital beings, but it has never been our problem."

The Lord of Gray Mist smiled hoarsely: "Where has the Kingdom of God gone that was prosperous back then?"

"The innate gods were massacred back then, but in the end, the innate gods are still there, but you turned into dust."

"The secret that you have worked so hard to hide, the largest fragment of the imperial court, the ancestral land where the Kingdom of God originated... still falls into my hands?"

He suddenly stopped and came to the window edge of the eighth floor, opening his arms as if embracing a bright future.

"Now that things have happened, who else do you have?"

"Who else can stop me? Stop our actions?"

"Is it your great Majesty? Or is it the Imperial Master Xiao Weiming? If they are still here and can still do it, they can come and stop me——"

Boom-! !

At this moment, the void on the eighth floor of the Origin Pavilion was broken open, and a ferocious dragon-headed giant ship sailed into the eighth floor and ran over the Lord of Gray Mist!

The space on the eighth floor of the Origin Pavilion fell apart in an instant, like broken glazed tiles, falling continuously!

Caught off guard, the figure made of gray mist was shattered by the impact.

"In response, get out and die!"

On the bow of the dragon boat, a murderous figure shouted angrily.

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Chapter 0982

Compared with the previous seven floors, the space on the eighth floor of Origin Pavilion is not vast.

If it weren't for the two emperor corpses here and the Hun Tian Tu that sealed the imperial court, no matter who came here, they would think it was just an ordinary study.

When Feng Xia drove the dragon boat to forcefully break into the eighth floor, the huge size of the dragon boat, which was comparable to a nebula, immediately shattered the eighth floor space.

Feng Xia had planned this collision for a long time and used all his strength!

boom -

Amidst the roar, the gray mist figure exploded on the spot.

More turbulent spatial currents are coming from all directions, wiping out wisps of dissipating gray mist!

"In response, get out and die!"

On the bow of the dragon boat, Feng Xia's eyes widened angrily, the third eye between his eyebrows opened, and the candle illuminated the shattered space.

After a long time, he frowned a little: "Gone?"

The space is extremely chaotic and intertwined, but it cannot stop Feng Xia's perception.

But when he scanned every inch of space, he couldn't find any trace of the Lord of Gray Mist!

"Gone?"

The other people on the dragon boat immediately used their senses to search, but in the end they found nothing.

In the vast turbulence of space, only the two emperor corpses were as stable as Mount Tai.

In addition, only the scroll that sealed Xuanyuan's world burst out with a faint light, floating and sinking like an unshakable rock in the wild waves.

Chang Xi was the most outspoken and said without thinking: "Xia Lang, could it be that you hit him too hard and knocked him out?"

Lu Tiancheng also nodded thoughtfully.

"Although Zu Long did not do it himself, the collision of the dragon ship is still no small matter. Could it be that Brother Xia, your violent collision directly sent the Lord of Gray Mist to enlightenment?"

"The Lord of Gray Mist is so easy to kill, how can he live from ancient times to today?"

Feng Xia's breathing became more serious.

His qi and blood were constantly boiling, surging like lead and mercury pouring, pushing his lifelong strength to an unprecedented peak.

Not only that, in the palm of Feng Xia's hand, there are great magical powers that are contained but not released, rippling with deadly and magnificent colors, just waiting for the decisive moment to arrive!

However, there was still silence in all directions.

"Is it really wrong to be... wrong by me?"

Feng Xia frowned, then was horrified, and shouted loudly: "Everyone, keep your mind close, don't let anyone take advantage of you!"

"late."

With a loud laugh, wisps of gray mist appeared between everyone's eyes, ears, mouths and noses!

Yu Hui, who was the weakest in cultivation, had a fierce light in his eyes.

Even though they are twin moon sisters, there is still gray mist growing in their eyes. The mist floats out and reunites into a beautiful figure.

"Your attack is against me——"

boom -

The dragon boat shuttled through space in an instant, ran over the gray mist figure, and smashed it into pieces for the second time!

"Ying Daoyi, you talk a lot of bullshit."

Feng Xia sneered, raised his hand and grabbed a green lotus from the sky, and dropped it to everyone.

Originally, there were still some gray mist entangled residues on everyone's bodies.

Brushed by Feng Xia's Hongmeng Qinglian, it was immediately swept away.

"Pay attention to guarding your mind. The Lord of Gray Mist was born from the dark side of the human heart. If there is a gap in your mind, it will be easy for him to take advantage of it."

Feng Xia continued calmly: "No matter what you have in mind, just say it directly. If you keep it buried deep in your heart, it can easily be exploited by the Lord of Gray Mist."

Even Ancestral Dragon Will, who had escaped from the trap, looked at Feng Xia with a somewhat surprised expression.

It was said that Feng Xia didn't even know the origin of the Lord of Gray Mist, so it was probably his first encounter with him.

However, Feng Xia's behavior at this moment was not like meeting the Lord of Gray Mist for the first time, but more like a veteran who had been fighting against him for many years!

"The magical power of the Soul Dao can have a certain effect, but you must be careful not to be contaminated by the gray mist."

Feng Xia added another sentence, suddenly his eyes widened with anger, and he looked at a corner of the void in the distance: "There!"

The dragon boat disappeared instantly.

In the distance, the Lord of Gray Mist, who had just reunited, was crushed to pieces again!

"You...successfully angered me!"

Finally, that voice was no longer leisurely, but filled with blazing anger!

Countless voices sounded from all directions, overlapping like a dream demon. The endless space folded and cracked, and a long pale river emerged.

Styx River, also known as the River of Forgetfulness.

The birthplace of the Lord of Gray Mist!

Now that he was angered by Feng Xia, he actually used unpredictable means to cross the distant space and summon the Styx behind him!

The River Styx is his innate holy land!

Standing on the Taotao River Styx, the aura of the gray mist figure surged. In everyone's perception, he became more and more majestic, as if he possessed boundless power!

The Styx was caught in the hands of the Lord of Gray Mist, and turned into a long whip with splashing water. The moment it was drawn in the air, everyone felt that their thoughts were stagnant.

Not only that, their memories and emotions are all drifting away, leaving only endless negative emotions that continue to amplify in their hearts!

"Where I am is the Six Paths!"

But at this moment, a huge round wheel fell from the sky, and six rays of divine light intertwined and spurted out, evolving into a huge millstone and crushing the Lord of Gray Mist fiercely!

boom--

Before the Whip of Styx hit everyone, it was suppressed and shattered, turning into a spiritual light that filled the sky and exploded!

"Six Paths Heavenly Wheel? When -"

The Lord of Gray Mist condensed his figure again, looked at the dragon boat in shock and anger, and immediately caught a tall figure on the boat.

The corpse of Emperor Youdi!

The round wheel that attacked him just now was a replica of the six-path heavenly wheel behind the emperor's corpse!

"You actually control the power of the Six Paths?"

It was only at this moment that the voice of the Lord of Gray Mist finally sounded shocked: "The Six Paths have been destroyed, and Emperor You is dead. Looking at today's world, it is impossible for anyone to control the power of the Six Paths!"

"That's just because you're so superficial."

"The Six Paths are born because of reincarnation, and reincarnation still exists. How can the Six Paths disappear?"

Everyone's mana passed through the dragon boat and gathered into Feng Xia's hands again. Then the six heavenly wheels exploded, reaching the sky and the earth, trapping all the gray mist!

The Lord of Gray Mist tried to summon the River Styx again, but as soon as the shadow of the River Styx appeared, it was cut into pieces by the power of six paths!

Feng Xia had a vague understanding.

Back then, the ancient kingdom of God built the Youdu and created the Six Paths of Reincarnation. In addition to controlling the life and death of all beings, it might also want to use the power of the Six Paths to restrain the Lord of Gray Mist and others who were born in the underworld!

It's a pity that for some unknown reason, civil strife broke out in the Heavenly Pattern Divine Kingdom, causing the underworld to dry up and the Nether City to become empty!

"You want to suppress me with just a piece of trash? It's a wishful thinking!"

The Lord of Gray Mist condensed his body, and endless negative aura surged. He shouted coldly, and more cracks suddenly opened in the void.

Feng Xia activated the Space Avenue, trying to close those cracks.

However, the next moment, a terrifying force swept out from the other side of the crack!

One palm after another opened the cracks!

……

Now I am lying in a corpse with pain all over my body...

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Chapter 0983

This situation and scene can be described as quite terrifying.

The palms with pale flesh and bones, like the undead crawling out of the grave, are opening the cracks in the space!

In fact, they are indeed all dead!

Some of the memories washed away by the Styx came from ordinary people, while others came from powerful gods.

And the most impressive ones are often the most glorious moments in their lives!

Those phantoms were extremely powerful gods during their lifetimes!

Due to various reasons, they disappeared in the years, and all traces of their existence were washed away by the River Styx. To this day, no one remembers their existence.

However, Styx remembers!

As an innate saint born in the River Styx, the Lord of Gray Mist is standing on the River Styx at this moment, and ancient and powerful undead spirits are summoned by him from the memories of the years!

"careful!"

Everyone's expressions changed drastically.