"Sword Soul?" Yang Lingtian couldn't help but be stunned when he suddenly heard about the Zhuanlun Sword Soul. Update soon //
For a long time, he seemed to have ignored this problem.
All artifacts should have a soul, otherwise, no matter how precious the material is and how powerful it contains, it will just be ordinary iron without aura.
"When the Zhuanlun Sword was broken, the God-Slaying King did not die on the spot. He was only seriously injured and his body recovered."
Meng¡¯s sighing voice came.
"However, the God King knew that he was seriously injured, and even if he recovered, his cultivation would be greatly damaged. In order to leave a glimmer of hope for future generations, he sent the soul of the Zhuanlun Sword into the void, and preserved the last bit of his strength. So that future practitioners of Wentian Song can inherit it and use it to fight against disasters."
"But didn't you just say that this altar was a conspiracy between Tianming and the Queen of Gods? Even if the God-killing King wanted to keep something, he shouldn't have sealed it here, right? Otherwise, wouldn't he have fallen into their trap? ."
Yang Lingtian frowned. There seemed to be a big loophole in Meng's narrative.
"The King of Gods doesn't know this." Meng sighed helplessly: "Not only does the King of Gods not know, but Lord Buddha, Demon Lord, and my master also don't know, and they are still doing their best to build the building under the encouragement of destiny. Here and in Kunwu Mountain, everyone was awakening until the moment when Destiny's ferocious face was revealed. Unfortunately, it was too late by then, so he could only seal an image here before he died to prevent future generations from being fooled again. "
Meng's voice was low and vicissitudes of life, sad for the fall of the gods and demons. If he died because of exhaustion in fighting against the disaster, Meng would not be so sad. However, these people who hold high altars are actually the people he trusts the most. sell.
Yang Lingtian was also filled with sadness, but soon he came to his senses again.
According to Meng, Kunwu Mountain seems to be the arrangement of the Queen of Gods.
There is no doubt that the Queen of Gods will cause the catastrophe of the end of the world. Although she does not know what prompted her to personally destroy the human beings created by him and the King of Gods, she has personally admitted it.
But the strange thing is, with the shrewdness of the Queen of Gods, why would she try her best to keep these tens of thousands of gods and demons to fight against her, and also work so hard to use the God King of Destiny to deceive these gods and demons? Why bother so much? Why not just kill them Don't worry, that will not only be simple, but also there will be no variables.
In addition, Kunwu Mountain is the last resting place of ancient gods and demons, but it was done intentionally by the Queen of Gods. So there is nothing in this world that is not under her control.
In the haziness, Yang Lingtian seemed to see a beautiful and elegant woman sitting high above the nine heavens, playing with the huge chessboard of the world at will. The ancient gods, demons, people, and the earth were just chess pieces that she picked up at her fingertips. As early as Ten thousand years ago, or tens of thousands of years ago, she had already decided the fate of these chess pieces.
And it seems that the only change in this chessboard is himself, or maybe Meng. . .
In the air, the gray ball of light slowly fell down and disappeared from the top of the silver-haired young man's head.
Yang Lingtian hurriedly gathered his mind, and the true energy in his body was running wildly.
¡°So what if the whole world is that woman¡¯s chessboard? Even if I have been entangled with Sikong Miao for hundreds of lives, and my sorrow for hundreds of lives has been controlled by her, so what if, in this life. . . . I control my own life.
The eighth world catastrophe deduced by Zhenyuan begins! ! ! !
The space that had just made some noise became quiet again, and the surrounding area was deathly calm.
Only the God of Destiny and Bai Ze seemed to feel that the development of the situation was somewhat unexpected. The light of Bai Ze's holy book suspended above their heads kept flashing, as if trying to break free from the shackles of the surrounding gray space. However, the pressure around him was still heavy, and the holy and soft light could only keep beating, unable to expand at all.
Time passed slowly and silently.
Finally, the atmosphere of chaos around him became weaker and weaker. Bai Ze's Holy Book suddenly burst into light, illuminating the entire space.
However, when he saw Yang Lingtian and Bai Ling sitting quietly cross-legged, the God of Destiny, who had always maintained a calm state, as if he had everything under control, suddenly changed his expression.
The two people in front of them both exuded a majestic aura. However, judging from the momentum, it was obvious that the power they hoped Yang Lingtian would inherit was secretly manipulated by Meng and transferred to the divine saint Bai Ling.
"Destiny, look at the good things you have done!"
As a pet, Bai Ze suddenly roared.
"God's envoy, this is unexpected. Who would have thought that Meng" As the master, Meng was lying on the ground, like a slave who had made a mistake, weakly defending.
"Humph, unexpected!!!" Bai Ze was furious: "How did all this happen?"
"When the Lord Buddha and the Demon Lord fell, I told you not to reveal your identity! But you just want to show off and say that it doesn't matter if a group of people are dying. You also said that telling the truth can make them die in peace."
"It's okay now. It must be those people who were determined to die and secretly left images, causing the changes in front of us. They ruined the God Queen's affairs!"
¡°Yes, it¡¯s the villain¡¯s fault!!!¡±
The body of the God King of Destiny could not help but tremble as he knelt on the ground. "The villain will never be able to forgive his sin for causing the current situation, but in the current situation, it is better to find a way to return that power to Yang Lingtian, and not to delay the God Queen's important matters."
"Hmph! I'll settle this debt with you later!"
Bai Ze snorted coldly, turned to look at Yang Lingtian and Bai Ling, who were still motionless, and finally nodded: "Well, it will take a long time for Bai Ling to refine that power. Kill her before she refines it." He killed her and made the power ownerless, so that as long as Yang Lingtian picks up the Zhuanlun Sword again, the power will find its true host again through the Zhuanlun Sword."
The white hair on Bai Ze's body suddenly turned into pitch black color, and black spikes flashing with the ghostly light of hell protruded from his body. In the blink of an eye, the holy beast suddenly turned into the image of a hell monster, suddenly opened its bloody mouth, and a black light beam brought an endless breath of death and shot towards Bai Ling who was sitting quietly.
However, to their surprise, the moment the beam of light came into contact with Bai Ling's body, it seemed as if she had seen her nemesis. She turned around gorgeously in front of her and whizzed away to the side.
"Your power of death cannot harm her."
A woman's figure suddenly appeared in mid-air.
That is a beautiful woman who seems to have gathered all the beauty in the world.
Sikong Miao, Murong Yiqiao, Bai Ling, and even Sun Ningyan are all rare beauties. However, these beauties all have their own strengths and weaknesses.
Only the woman in the sky seems to have integrated all the beauty of heaven and earth, without any flaws. She is holy yet enchanting, and charming yet has supreme dignity. She stepped lightly on the white clouds with her bare feet. Although her figure was a little hazy, as soon as she appeared, the whole world seemed to revolve around her.
Bai Ze and the Divine King of Destiny were no exception and prostrated on the ground at the same time. "See the Queen!"
"Queen God, because of Destiny's arrogance back then, the Demon Lord and others knew the truth" After kneeling down, Bai Ze, who transformed into a hell monster, immediately shouted.
"I already know." The Queen waved her hand gently: "Although Bai Ling has not completely integrated that power, you can't kill her. And even if I try to kill her, it will be useless, because she has already integrated that power. Heart of Power, once you kill her, the power will not be condensed again, but will only be scattered!"
"Alas, this is fine. Yang Lingtian's Wentian Quege has been trained well. He is much stronger than Tianshi back then. He can't get that power. Although it is a little flawed, it doesn't hurt. Besides, this girl may have inherited the power and it may be useful to us. It¡¯s still useful, take those sleeping gods and demons with you, let¡¯s go.¡±
The heavenly voice spread, the Queen of Gods waved her hand lazily, and the sitting Bai Ling and tens of thousands of gods and demons suddenly disappeared out of thin air.
In an instant, the whole world returned to calm. The sudden appearance of the God Queen, the roaring Bai Ze, and the decadent God King of Destiny suddenly disappeared, as if they had never appeared in this world. In the center of this world, except for those who had not yet woken up, Apart from Sun Ningyan and others who came, the only one standing on the altar was Yang Lingtian, whose whole body flashed with a light smoke-like nine-color halo that was eye-catching.
Back then, the God-Slaying King had already condensed eight True Essence Pearls. Although his cultivation method was wrong, because of this, the true essence contained in the true essence beads that he forcibly condensed was much stronger than the true essence that normal Wentian Quege would have if he had cultivated to the same level.
At the same time, the Lord Buddha, the Demon Lord and others are all people who have practiced for thousands of years.
Although because of their hatred for the God King of Destiny, before they died, they sealed a small part of their strength and resentment in their hearts here, so that they could become hungry Shura to avenge them. But the hatred did not go to their heads. For the sake of the world, they still integrated most of their cultivation and the power left by the God-Slaying King into one, so that the next owner of the Zhuanlun Sword could use it to fight against the disaster.
The gathering of countless gods and demons with ten thousand years of cultivation is enough to change the world.
In the silence, the eighth calamity has been completed, and the chaotic true essence continues to simulate the rebirth of the world after the eight calamities.
It feels like eternity has passed. A drop of water finally appeared in the chaotic aura, and immediately, the source of life evolved again. The birth of the first grass, the birth of the first tree?Growth, the first bug appears, the first human being is born. . . . . The world of deduction is constantly growing with vitality. . . This majestic vitality gradually solidified, condensing into the divine beads representing the eight original powers of the eight calamities world, hanging high in space, emitting a breath as boundless as the sea, nurturing and guarding this new world.
At the same time, the power left by tens of thousands of ancient gods and demons has not dissipated. It can also be used as the source of power to collapse the newly created world, deduce the ninth catastrophe again, and form the perfect world after the nine tribulations of Zhiyang. ¡ª¡ª
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