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Ever since Wang Siyuan abandoned the foundation and package of the Jiangdong Wang Clan in a frenzied manner, jumped out of the chess game, and proved the real body of Yi Dao, Meng Qi has never encountered the dream world. "Yan Luo Wang" is at the top of the "Ghosts and Gods True Spirit Map" and has legendary strength in the "home court". If he can't compete with himself in the past, he has no choice but to temporarily put aside Luo Shengyi's matter and wait for the opportunity.
Now I have stepped into the realm of legend with the most complete posture, and I have proved to be the only one, which is better than some of the powers who returned to the peak in advance, and possessed the Overlord Sword, controlled the bones of the underworld, and had enough confidence and senior legend "Yan Luowang" Pulling the wrist, even if you can't crush him because of the blessing of the underworld, you can definitely disturb the peace of the underworld.
For the reincarnation of such an insignificant person as Luo Shengyi, how much is "King Yama" willing to pay?
As long as you show determination, things should not be difficult.
A glazed lamp protrudes from the depths of Meng Qi's eyes. The light is black and white, constantly flowing. Compared with the past, they seem to be able to shine into the universe and illuminate the heavens and worlds. marrow.
?The light of cause and effect falls on the "Yellow Spring Bones", arousing blood yellow mist, permeating the road, as if there are seemingly no connections, the details are exposed, and the extension can be seen. It can be traced back and compose complex and tortuous stories.
No matter which forces want to build the underworld, the long river of the underworld, which symbolizes death and sinking, is absolutely indispensable. Either imitate and create it by itself, or lead the branches of the Jiuyou River to flow in. As it becomes more and more perfect, it gets closer and closer to the Jiuyou and the fairyland In the end, the real Huangquan was included in it, and it was completely complete. Therefore, you can use the bones of Huangquan to sense the dream world hell!
The cause of all fruits turned, recalling the connection obtained at the beginning, Meng Qi examined the countless lines of cause and effect spreading out from the bones of Huangquan, the whole person seemed to be sitting in the dark and chaotic, with the aura of a god, Gu Xiaosang let out a low laugh and stopped. Speaking, it seems to be looking inside the newborn body, realizing the innate virtue, and starting to focus on cultivation.
I don't know how long it took, the Jue Dao beside Meng Qi suddenly trembled and let out a soft cry, and several causal lines on the "Yellow Spring Skeleton" suddenly flew up, and the bottom was bright, stained with blood yellow, and pierced through the void.
found it! Three feet of lightning flashed out of his eyes, and he reached out with his right hand.
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If there seems to be nothing in the chaos that contains everything, one side of the world is misty, and there is a long blood-brown river that has sunk countless water ghosts and ghosts. There are towering stone bridges on the river, and the flowers beside the river are fragrant and forgetful. The deep black halls are spread all over, communicating with the universe of ten thousand realms, and the soldiers and ghosts coming and going are busy and orderly, which makes this place a bit more peaceful after death, but the mournful wailing that sounds from time to time shows the fear of death.
At this moment, the originally gloomy dream world suddenly became pitch black, completely dark, and I saw a white palm covered with radiant jade radiance protruding from a high place, with five fingers spread out, covering the entire hell, bringing the sky and the earth toppled. The sense of destruction made those grand palaces as small as chickens, as if they would disintegrate inch by inch before the palm of your hand was pressed down!
"Su Meng!"
An angry shout came from the Hall of Hell, and the trembling soldiers and ghosts regained their senses from the sluggishness caused by extreme panic. They saw a burst of breath coming out of the sky, turning into rounds of black suns, all of which were majestic. Mighty, cold and heavy.
They filled the mid-air, connecting them into dark rivers of galaxies, and converging into a star map describing the universe.
The star map rotated and turned into a huge fist with well-defined joints, facing the overwhelming hand with the death intent that permeated the dream world!
boom!
The giant hand that almost feels like a god of heaven slapped the fist, making a dull collision sound, rounds of black suns collapsed, galaxies and galaxies disintegrated, and the star map was photographed to pieces. It was only when the towering palaces and the bridge of reincarnation were approached that the ghost emperors of the other nine palaces joined forces to calm them down.
In the past, Guangcheng Tianzun used the "Fantian Seal" to traverse the ancient times and created many legends of good fortune. Now this seal finally has some prestige!
In the main hall, the screen behind Yan Luo and the surrounding floor tiles suddenly shattered, and the huge ghost emperor's body seemed to be shorter out of thin air.
?With the momentum of the home court and the power of his own legends accumulated over the years, it can only be divided equally.
Many phantoms of hell around him appeared in an instant, and a vast power came from him, concentrating on his right hand.
"Su Meng!"
He roared again, clenched his fist again with his right hand, and the black sun reappeared in the temple, re-condensing into the giant palm of the star map.
Woohoo!
Following this punch, all the ghost soldiers and evil spirits in the underworld of the dream uttered mournful cries, as if recalling the fear and unwillingness of death at the beginning.
The flowers of forgetting the other side are withering, the long blood-yellow river was rushing slowly, and the long bridge leading to Liudao made a creaking sound, and all the power was poured into the giant palm of the star map.
?There is a beginning and an end. The beginning of life is destined to return to the day of death. The heavens and worlds seem to be eternal, and there is also the end of the era.
With this punch, everything has an end!
The towering fist transformed from the pitch-black star map hit the sky, and hit the huge palm that was slowly slapped down again.
Meng Qi's palms were pure white and blackness appeared, yin and yang separated, life and death circulated, as if it contained the great secret of the heavens, the source of immortality, and suddenly there was harmony with the dream world.
boom!
Fists and palms clash, cathode and yang are born, ghosts and unjust souls suddenly find that their breath is fresh, and they seem to have physical bodies.
boom!
Yan Luo's body swayed, the surrounding air was steaming, and the screams were endless.
Then he saw Meng Qi grabbing down with the palm of his hand, and the long blood-brown river running through the underworld of the dream suddenly trembled, as if it had become a living thing, a real dragon or a giant snake, which was about to be photographed. , back to the source.
Boom!
?The entire dream world shook violently, and the blood-brown river was pulled out, bent into an arch, as if it could not resist, and the water ghosts in it screamed shrilly, and began to disappear.
Seeing the long blood-brown river flying into the air, Yan Luo reached out and grabbed it without thinking, trying to stop it.
Once the self-made Huangquan is lost, the underworld will be severely damaged, and it will take a long time to recover!
So, do you have to alarm the Emperor?
Thoughts were floating in his mind, he shouted while competing with Meng Qi for the blood-brown river:
"Su Meng, what exactly do you want to do?"
There was a bit of weakness in the tone. If the emperor descended on power for trivial matters and disturbed his deep sleep, he would inevitably be punished. More importantly, if the emperor did not wake up, he would only descend with a little power, just like King Jiangdong. That time, it may not be able to stop the real legend who can shoot without scruples.
The giant hand that was as white as jade stopped, and the long blood-brown river stopped in the air. Meng Qi's voice came from afar:
"Send Luo Shengyi to be reincarnated."
Just this little thing? Yan Luo almost scolded your mother, after you became a legend, came to discuss with you, can this king still turn against you because of such a sesame mung bean-like thing?
What kind of thing is it to hit the door directly!
It's simply too arrogant and arrogant!
Curse to blame, he knew very well that Meng Qi was repaying his bad breath at the beginning, and it was still possible to save the underworld, but it might not be possible to prevent Su Meng from catching the obviously suppressed blood-brown river.
To cause huge losses to the underworld for trivial matters?
Examining his thoughts and getting rid of his emotions, Yan Luo waved his hand after a little pondering, like Luo Shengyi in the ghost prison, throwing him into the dark vortex corresponding to the bridge of humanity, and a bright starlight descended from the sky, enveloping Luo Shengyi's body. The seven souls.
"Do you still want to know about the reincarnation of Zhang Yuanshan and Fu Zhenzhen?" Yan Luo asked aloud after finishing all this.
Su Meng's general situation has been established, and it is better not to offend him before the return of the emperor. If you don't consider the hatred, it is a wise choice to turn hostility into friendship with him.
Meng Qi's voice was so far away that it seemed to come from outside the sky, and he smiled slightly and said:
"There is no need for Yan Luo to worry about this matter. After the cause of certain effects has been taken a step further, there is already a clue."
In the voice of speaking, the blood-brown river slowly fell and returned to the original place.
After that, everything was quiet, there was no more sound, the river was rolling, and the sinking remained the same.
Yan Luo stood in the hall, staring at the sky for a long time in a trance.
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? In a family surnamed Sun in Jiangdong, the head of the family was pacing back and forth, waiting for his wife to give birth. The screen could block sight but not sense.
At this time, it was just noon, but the sky was dark, as if heavy rain was coming, which made people feel depressed.
Boom!
A bolt of lightning illuminated the sky, briefly dispelling the darkness.
Wow, wow, the baby was crying, and Mrs. Wen came out with the baby in her arms, and said with a smile on her face:
"Congratulations, master, congratulations, master, there is a legacy!"
The head of the family hugged the child and took a closer look. It was white and tender, so attractive, and he burst out laughing.
At this moment, the servant outside broke in directly, his eyes were blank with astonishment:
"Master, master, important event, important event, 'Emperor Yuan' Su Meng asks to see you!"
"Yuanhuang" Su Meng? Su Meng, the "Yuan Emperor" of Yuxu Palace in Kunlun Mountains? The Patriarch froze in place, as dumbfounded and dazed as the servant.
It is said that Da Neng came to see him?
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