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Suddenly, when he woke up, he was a little puzzled.
Now that Ling Tianzun, Yue Tianzun, and Yun Tianzun are not in Xiaohan Heavenly Court, what happened that requires these three Tianzun to be dispatched together?
Tianzun Yun and Tianzun Yue are nothing more, their strength is unpredictable, but Tianzun Ling is not good at fighting power, in fact, Zun Ling's cultivation level has always been very low.
The last time Qin Mu met Ling Tianzun, she was only in the realm of a true god.
For her, it doesn't matter whether the state is advanced or not, the ultimate thing is to study her own supernatural powers.
This time Ling Tianzun is not in the Heavenly Court, which means that the matter is very urgent and serious.
The Tianlong treasure chariot stopped, Qin Mu quietly sneaked into the Xiaohan Heavenly Court, and found Ling Tianzun's residence. Many ponies were still checking the scattered manuscripts, and Ling Tianzun's residence was still a mess.
Seeing this scene, Yan'er couldn't bear the relapse of her old illness, and diligently helped Ling Tianzun tidy up.
Qin Mu also helped sort out these manuscripts, and suddenly found a stack of drawings, and couldn't help being stunned.
He quickly flipped through the stack of drawings, Ling Tianzun drew a drawing of a woman, and various runes of good fortune.
"Lang Wo!"
Qin Mu's heart skipped a beat, but he checked carefully and confirmed that what Ling Tianzun transformed should be Lang Wo from his girlhood.
At this time, Lang Wo's description is beautiful, pure and full of vitality, people can't help but heart pounding when they see it, there is a feeling of love.
Compared with Lang Wo, the creator of the girlhood, the God King Lang Wo of the later generations is more beautiful, but his heart is gradually cold, with less emotion and more rationality.
Although Ling Tianzun's paintings are not up to the mark, she has drawn out the beauty of the young girl in the paintings. Obviously, this is not the first time she has seen Lang Wo.
Qin Mu settled down, and then looked at other blueprints, most of which were fortune runes.
In addition, he also found another blueprint, which was an extremely large and complicated artifact blueprint.
Qin Mu flipped through it quickly, his expression solemn: "The artifact of good fortune!"
This is not an artifact, but an artifact!
The artifact of good fortune is extremely large and complex, and it is a behemoth that maximizes the way of good fortune!
"Could it be that this artifact of good fortune is the artifact of good fortune in the zaofu Tiangong of later generations? Mrs. Yuanmu created Yunchuxiu, and Shi Tianzun created the artifact Yutianzun. They all used this artifact of good fortune?"
Qin Mu pondered, the blueprints are extremely complicated, judging from the materials needed, there is no god-gold and god-iron in the world that can make the artifact of good fortune, not even such treasures as Guixuyuan Iron and Tianyin Gold.
Guixu Yuan Iron Tianyin Gold, all contain natural Dao rhyme and have their own attributes, and forging good fortune artifacts requires a kind of divine gold without any attributes to bring the good fortune to the extreme!
"It's no wonder that Tianzun Yun went to Zhaoyang Palace to steal treasures. His purpose was not only the seal of the emperor and the altar of the emperor, but also to find a treasure that could perfectly fit the way of good fortune. This kind of treasure can only appear in Grandfather."
He saw some other blueprints, which were the runes of divine consciousness contained in the seal of the great emperor and the altar of the great emperor. Ling Tianzun deconstructed the seal of the great emperor and the altar of the great emperor, and learned the runes of divine consciousness from them.
Although the creators of the ancient times had a strong spiritual sense, they did not develop into the runes, and there was a blank for the avenue runes.
"If the Emperor was here and saw Ling Tianzun's deconstructed rune of divine consciousness, I'm afraid he would be filled with emotion and think that Ling Tianzun is his Taoist friend, but the next moment, he would kill her!"
Qin Mu's eyes flickered as he looked at the divine sense runes sorted out by Ling Tianzun. Ling Tianzun is obsessed with academics and doesn't care about foreign things. Yu Tianzun once said that her aptitude and understanding are still higher than her own. Maybe it is Yu Tianzun's self-effacing, but Ling Tianzun's aptitude and understanding are absolutely extremely high!
The emperor's divine consciousness rune should be deconstructed by Yun Tianzun at her request, so as to infer the emperor's weakness.
"That is to say, Yun Tianzun deduced the flaws of Taidi's supreme consciousness based on these runes of consciousness, and set up a trap for Taidi in Taixu. The realm of Taidi's supreme consciousness, It has been cracked! When he displays the Supreme Divine Consciousness Domain, it is the time of his death!"
Seeing these blueprints, Qin Mu suddenly understood why the three Heavenly Venerates were needed to dispatch together.
"They went to Taixu, ready to attack the Taidi!"
His eyes were extremely bright, and he raised his head. Over the years, Ling Tianzun did not continue to study material difficulties, but deduced the way of good fortune to the extreme. In addition, studying the emperor's spiritual consciousness delayed her a lot of time.
However, Yun Tianzun also established a way to deal with the Taidi and the ancient god Tiandi based on this!
"Taixu, I'm afraid there will be a big battle at this moment!"
Qin Mu's mind was agitated, but now, he has no time to rush over to watch this battle that will affect future generations!
In the land of Taixu, a loud noise came from the sky, the majestic figure of the Taidi crushed the sky of the land of Taixu, crushed the stars that the creators conceived of creation, destroyed the sun, moon, mountains and rivers, and made the Taixu The world created by the fictional creators with their spiritual consciousness collapsed!
The terrifying spiritual consciousness backfired, reversed the impact, and rushed into the brain of the Taixu Creator.
The originally peaceful land of Taixu suddenly turned into a huge killing field. Under the backlash of powerful spiritual consciousness, the creators who fled into the land of Taixu involuntarily raised their heads to look up at the sky, opened their mouths wide, and the out-of-control gods Consciousness poured into their mouths, smashed their spiritual consciousness, smashed their brains, shattered their thinking!
There are two lands of emptiness. On the other land of emptiness, God King Lang Wo stared blankly at this scene when he was a girl.
Standing beside her, Tianzun Yun said softly, "Lang Wo, you and your people don't understand intrigue and trickery. Today I will teach you a lesson, and it will be the last lesson."
With a complex expression on his face, he said, "For the survival of the race, we can do whatever it takes!"
Divine King Lang Wo opened his mouth, and looked at the patriarchs and elders of the Creator clan behind Tianzun Yun. None of them stood up to intercept the Taidi and prevent the Taidi from slaughtering.
"For the survival of the race, all sacrifices are worth it!"
Yun Tianzun continued to Lang Wo in an indifferent tone: "The first land of Taixu can be destroyed by the Emperor, and the creator there can also be killed by him. The collapsed consciousness in Taixu will turn the land of Taixu In a desperate situation, those spiritual senses not only backfire on us, but also backfire on the emperor, the stronger the cultivation base, the stronger the backlash."
He forced a smile, and said: "I will exchange the death of a million people from your tribe for the lives of a hundred thousand people behind you."
When she was a girl, Lang Wo looked at the patriarchs and elders of the various clans as if praying, and behind the patriarchs and elders of the various clans were a hundred thousand creators.
"Save them"
Lang Wo heard himself begging them with an unfamiliar voice: "Please!"
The spiritual senses of the ninety-eight oldest creator patriarchs and elders were entangled together, turning into unusually loud spiritual fluctuations, full of the joy of dying for the future of the race: "O Lang Wo, the saint of our creator family , for the continuation of the race, all sacrifices are worth it! We are also ready!" (Remember this website URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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