Beyond the Divine States Chapter 429: : The sea of stars throughout the ages
The year of Tianji is followed by the year of Yuanjun.
It's November, and the orbit of the mother star happens to be the original star.
The Dark Lord quietly lit up Yuan Junxing.
Before Ning Changjiu wanted to kill the Sword Saint, in the huge abyss formed after the collapse of Gu Huang, Yuanjun appeared silently and stopped in front of them.
The dense gas in the abyss is shooting in all directions, and the crust below is constantly arching and torn apart.
At this moment, they don't seem to be underground, but rather like standing on an island in the sky filled with clouds.
Ning Changjiu stared at Yuanjun and asked: "What are you...what are you talking about?"
Yuanjun gradually changed from the shape of a sheep to a human. He has a long beard, and he still wears dark brown horns on his head. He is leaning on a wooden cane, looking like a kind and kind person. Old monster.
In the mythological record, Yuanjun was originally a kind and kind god. Suzaku's refuge in the Dark Lord may be explained as ambition, but Yuanjun's rebellion has always been an unsolved mystery.
At this moment, the puzzle seems to have an answer.
Looking at Ning Changjiu, Yuan Jun did not directly explain, but asked: "The fourth floor of Zhongtu, each floor has a thousand years of history, a total of four thousand years, even if you count your age, More than five thousand years, do you know where the previous history has gone?"
Ning Changjiu's brows suddenly tightened, and Zhihai suddenly felt pain...The logic of memory collapsed with Yuanjun's words, and the incomplete memory of Dijun became even more blurred at this moment.
"I don't remember anything earlier." Ning Changjiu said.
Yuanjun nodded and said: "You can't remember, because earlier human history was blank. The history four to five thousand years ago was not obscured, but did not exist at all. For this star In other words, you are civilizations that emerged out of thin air."
In the heart of the lake, Liu Xiwan reminded: "He is very likely to lie to us, the gods are our enemies, don't mess up your mind with just a few words!"
"Yeah." Ning Changjiu closed his eyes, his mind calmed down.
He held the sword tightly, staring at Yuanjun, and continued to ask: "So, what is your explanation? What do you want to tell us?"
The original ruler said: "The evil poems came down from the sky and expelled me, and then created you. The starry sky nearby was obscured by the dark lord, otherwise you could see the stars of the Heavenly Hidden Candle Dragon Xuanze, and You can see a dead star field floating outside this galaxy."
"You gods and immortals, all come from the Death Star Realm, and you, including your names, all come from a civilization that was destroyed in the galaxy'derailed' 1.5 billion years ago."
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Yuanjun's words echoed in this ancient-huang abyss, and the rough spiritual energy was still gushing out like lava.
The young Ke Wenzhou tore open his skin and slowly crawled out. He was carrying a black sword, his skin still dripping with blood.
"1.5 billion years ago..." Ning Changjiu gently shook his head and said: "Even the most powerful immortal cultivator cannot measure such time."
Yuanjun nodded and said: "It is true. This galaxy has gone through a long period of time and has been reshuffled. The surface of this star is also covered with a layer of rock. After the filtering of the rock, these primitives Gas can become a spiritual energy for cultivation...In the distant past, gods and cultivation were only things that existed in the imagination."
The words spoken by Yuanjun were too shocking. Ning Changjiu could not distinguish the authenticity of them, but his mind turned sharply, and soon discovered the doubts, and asked:
"How did you know these things? It stands to reason that you gods from the beginning would never have existed for so long. In 1.5 billion years, the information left at that time has long been annihilated, right?"
Yuanjun did not hide it, and said straightforwardly: "I got this information from the dark master."
"The Dark Lord?" Ning Changjiu was shocked: "How could it know?"
Original Jundao: "Because the Dark Lord is the dead soul of the stars."
Ning Changjiu blurted out and asked: "Which star?"
Yuanjun slowly said: "1.5 billion years ago, it was sandwiched between Tianzang star and Candelabra, a star named Earth with a glorious civilization."
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Ning Changjiu's lips and teeth were closed tightly. Before his eyes, an ancient civilization that could not be traced back seemed to slowly unfold a picture of him.
In the Golden Crow Kingdom, the words of Yuanjun also fell to Lu Jiajia and Si Ming's ears. They heard these ancient past events, and their emotions lingered between shock and inexplicable, but they quickly grasped The sword calmed his mind. The most bizarre past is history, but the enemy is already in sight.
Ning Changjiu said: "You mean, we are the continuation of the civilization of a star named Earth?"
Yuan Jun nodded and said: "If the information provided by the dark master is not false, then that is the case."
Ning Changjiu asked: "Why are the stars destroyed and the seeds of civilization still preserved?"
Original Jundao: "Because that was a splendid and powerful civilization, many of them left before they were destroyed, and kept a lot of information. If one day, you can set foot in the Death Star Realm and see The withered star in the center of the Dead Star Field may still be able to see the traces of that year."
Death Star Field...
Ning Changjiu once again remembered the thunder tribulation in the imperial city of Zhao Kingdom, and his previous life told him in a dream that they are all stars in the sky, most of the stars have been extinguished, they need to emit light and heat. Reignite the star.
There...is it their original home?
Ning Changjiu's heart felt the vicissitudes of life. They were already dead. They were born again because the Death Star Region was outside the galaxy and kept watch for 1.5 billion years...
"Why are you telling me this?" Ning Changjiu asked.
Original Jundao: "Because I didn't regard you as my enemy. On this star, I live with ancient gods, demons, and humans. I don't care, I just want to expel the evil poems." /
Ning Changjiu said: "Why should I help you?"
Original Jundao: "Because expelling evil poems is the only way to save the dark lord from coming and prevent the dark sun from appearing!"
Yuanjun looked squarely at Ning Changjiu, and continued: "Evil poems are stored in the Death Star Region, the seeds of your human civilization. The Dark Lord is his guardian and the tombkeeper of the Death Star Region. Nowadays. The evil poem escaped without authorization... The seed of guarding civilization is the supreme command engraved in the sea of dark master consciousness, and its other intellectual knowledge has long been obliterated in a long time. In other words, it has long been out of control and has become a resentful spirit in the universe. It's like a ghost! We can't really communicate with it. It is a stubborn wraith. It only needs to recapture the evil poem and bring it back to the Death Star Realm! In the process, everything is destroyed and it doesn't care!"
The voice of Yuanjun echoed deafeningly in the gushing aura.
This is a secret only known by the Six Gods in the early days.
At the beginning of the six gods, he and Suzaku are the only ones who are still alive.
Ning Changjiu asked again: "What about the existence of Chang Xi and me? Didn't we exist because of the existence of the sun and the moon?"
Original Jundao: "The moon used to be smooth, but it has only become ugly in the past thousand years. Do you know this?"
"Hmm." Ning Changjiu nodded. Ye Changong explained to him that the pits and bumps on the Moon Prisoner were the result of her graft injury.
"The ancient moon was not like this..." Yuan Jun stroked his long beard, paused, and shook his head slightly: "But it's harmless, it's all stars surrounding the home planet."
Ning Changjiu stopped thinking about the profound meaning of his words. He calmed down again and said solemnly: "Evil poetry is the new master of this star. If you give it to the dark master, the half-star Life will fall apart and go to ruin."
Yuan Jun didn't hide anything, nodded and said: "Before that, we can take the sky list as the center and empty the surrounding residents to the edge of the middle earth..."
Ning Changjiu shook his head directly and interrupted: "I have seen a tree connected to evil in the sky list. It is a tree deeply rooted in the stars. If you pull it up, it will only be an earthquake. The tsunami lava is enough to destroy everything, let alone the edge of middle earth, even the ends of the world can't escape!"
Original Jundao: "But your cultivators are immortals, you can save them... Take 10,000 steps and say, at least you can survive! You are Dijun, and she is Chang Xi. In the myth of the ancestors of humans, You are the original gods, and now you can complete the myth of the year, raise children on a brand-new star, and open up wilderness for civilization. You have this ability."
Ning Changjiu listened to Yuanjun's words, and suddenly discovered that the original destiny had already felt in the dark.
In the heart of the imperial city, in order to find the hidden white fox demon, he used a sword to pierce the city full of illusions. At that time, the white fox demon said that although the illusion is fake, everyone in the illusion feels that they are alive. You kill them, you are the devil, you are the devil who kills people without blinking... someday... , When the real choice is before you again, you will become the devil again!
The whistling sound of the white fox in the Tribulation of Heart Devil is still in my ears.
Ning Changjiu gently shook his head: "I will never be the devil."
He looked at Yuanjun and said: "They both regard me and Master as the fire of hope. If the so-called fire of hope is a fire that burns everyone into ashes, then... they should be more Disappointment. I am not qualified to make choices for hundreds of millions of beings. Similarly, they are not Suzaku and will not regenerate after Nirvana."
Yuanjun's sheep's horns moved slightly, and his robe danced lightly. He stood in the endless aura of the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, like a real immortal standing in the gods.
He looked at Ning Changjiu and said earnestly, "Yi, you have to understand that the difference between the benevolence of a saint and the benevolence of a woman is often only between one thought. Handing over the evil poem is the only choice, even if it is cruel , And there is no other choice. Now in the lunar eclipse, Immortal Chen'e has weak spiritual power. I could take this opportunity to do it, but I am willing to tell you this because I believe you will make the right choice."
Ning Changjiu said: "Why can't we join forces to kill the dark master?"
Yuanjun smiled bitterly: "The reason is very simple, because it is too powerful, stronger than all of you combined!"
Ning Changjiu was silent.
Yuanjun looked at the young man Ke Wenzhou who bowed his head behind him, and said: "Look, this is only the power of the tip of the dark lord iceberg, but you can kill him with all your strength. You represent almost It's all the power of the world, but it may not have moved a finger of the dark master."
Ke Wenzhou listened to their words and was silent. He seemed to have been completely swallowed by the dark master's mind, but at this moment, what the original monarch said was biased towards the dark master, so Ke Wenzhou agreed Did not make a spoiler.
Ning Changjiu took a deep breath. Of course he knew this fact, but he was still full of doubts: "The Dark Lord...why is so powerful?"
Original Jundao: "Because the deceased civilization was as strong as it was before it was destroyed. The Dark Lord, as the'gravekeeper' of civilization, as an invincible existence, is only a display of the tip of the iceberg of their civilization. "
Ning Chang was silent for a moment, and said: "But they still perished?"
Original Jundao: "I said that they just left and the earth cannot survive, so they went to a wider universe. Since then, no one knows what happened. They may still be alive or they may have died. ."
Ning Changjiu asked: "Will they come back?"
The original Jundao: "The road to the stars and the sea is impossible to turn back."
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Yuan Jun sighed, the fragile crust under his feet was torn apart, and their figures fell along the entire space.
Yuanjun stretched out his hand and stood in front of him like an immortal knot print, and the surrounding spiritual energy spread out like waves, exposing a wider space underneath.
Ning Changjiu lowered his head and glanced, a large pile of huge white skeletons slammed into his eyes, causing his pupils to shrink suddenly.
It is an incomparable skeleton, which is huge and stretches beyond the most expansive mountain range in the world. The bones are not the white color, but the unique luster of metal. They seem to be inserted horizontally in Guangbo. The steel blades in the space are dense and tidy, and you can vaguely see the chest and limbs of the bone owner. If it is still alive, what a **** roaring the world...
"The legend of Gu Huang turned out to be true." Ning Changjiu returned to his senses and said.
"Yeah." Yuanjun pointed to the long skeleton that couldn't be seen to the bottom, and said: "This is the bone of the candle dragon. The star on which it is located was called Mars 1.5 billion years ago. Mars was still very small at that time, but After the galaxy is reshuffled, its size is no longer inferior to this mother star. At the beginning, the Candle Dragon was the most powerful among us, and we gave it the power, hoping that it can kill the dark lord...this is it The end of the game."
Yuan Jun pointed to this divine bone buried deep in the bottom of Gu Huang, and said.
Ke Wenzhou also stared at this divine bone, expressionless.
Yuanjun brushed his sleeves, swept away the aura here, and completely revealed the ferocious skeleton of the candle dragon. The proud dragon head was half buried deep in the rock wall that had not completely collapsed, the steel whip-like , On the seemingly invincible spine, but something ran over it, it was covered with dazzling gaps and fatal cracks.
No matter how majestic and terrifying, it is only a lament for a dead god.
Original Jundao: "The candle dragon who has placed our power on, exhausting his life will only make the dark master suffer a little bit of trauma, and even the foundation of the other party has not been touched."
Ning Changjiu said: "Since the Dark Lord can be injured, it means that he can be killed."
Yuan Jun sneered and said: "You are still strong in this era, but compared to the father of five hundred years ago, compared to the candle dragon three thousand and five hundred years ago, and compared to the one four thousand years ago. You are far below! What they have not done, what confidence can you do?! This is not a gap and gap that can be filled by courage and passion. In the eyes of the dark master, even in your heyday, It's just an ant!"
The grief and anger in Yuanjun's heart seemed to have been provoked, and his voice kept echoing in this space.
They were in the skeleton of the candle dragon, and the aura around them came again and enveloped them.
Yuanjun's words sounded again, and those words were full of despair: "There is no other way... It is indeed a difficult choice to let you destroy and kill the people of the whole world by yourself. I can give you time to calmly think. , I don’t want to be an enemy of you, so I also hope that you can let go of your indecision. What's more, the destruction and rebirth of living things, and the creation of a new world with your own hands, why not contain profound beauty?"
Ning Changjiu said straightforwardly: "The whole world is dead, only immortals live alone. I cannot accept such an ending!"
Yuan Jun asked back: "Then do you have a way to defeat the Dark Lord? Or do you just rely on your loneliness?"
Ning Changjiu held the silver sword tightly, and the images of the entire life flashed in the sea of consciousness like a horse lantern. In his memory, there are countless corpses fallen in a pool of blood. He gritted his teeth and said with a little powerlessness: "We... Find that way."
The vicissitudes of Yuanjun's words said: "If you don't agree, I will have to spend more effort here to kill you. The Dark Lord... is invincible."
The young Ke Wenzhou was immersed in the power of darkness, his body hung down like a puppet, his mind was disintegrated, and he seemed to have become a pure weapon. He waited quietly by the side, but he didn't know what he was waiting for. what.
In the space supported by the candle dragon bones, there was a moment of silence, and the invincible figure that the Dark Lord was facing seemed to have truly descended, and the shadows enveloped everyone's hearts.
Liu Xiwan also began to doubt her sword... These powerful candle dragons are dead, so many seniors are dead, what can they... really do?
In the Kingdom of the Golden Crow, the backs of Lu Jiajia and Si Ming on the throne also looked lonely. They looked at the tiny lives wandering in the Kingdom of God, as if they had seen their destiny that they could not get rid of. The recent laughter and laughter suddenly became thin. The throne beneath him also became icy.
In despair, something seemed to fall from above.
What followed was a soft and moving but determined voice:
"The Dark Lord is not invincible."
Ye Chan Palace lightly fell to Ning Changjiu's side.
The silver crown between the hair, the bow behind the slender waist, the snow-white cotton socks under the foot... In the surging aura, the girl's figure is clearly outlined, her clothes are meticulously dressed, exquisite and well-behaved, like a doll. Bai Zang stood on her shoulder, her pupils gleaming like gems.
Ning Changjiu looked at her, but frowned slightly.
Because Ye Changong's right hand was covering his eyes, there seemed to be golden light overflowing between his fingers.
"Master, what's the matter with you?" Ning Changjiu asked.
"I'm fine." Ye Chan Palace looked at Yuanjun, Tankou lightly opened, and repeated: "The Dark Lord is not invincible."
Yuan Jun shook his head and said, "Idiot people talk about dreams."
Ye Chan Palace calmly said: "I only have a preliminary idea, but if it is..."
Only halfway through the words, behind Yuanjun, Ke Wenzhou, who had been silent for a long time, moved.
The power of darkness in his body seemed to have sensed the failure of the agreement between Yuanjun and them, so the order to kill was issued again, and the black blade was shaken out, his figure folded, and thunder passed the Yuanjun. Slashed in the direction of Ye Chan Palace, too fast to be caught by the eyes of the yin.
This is a young Ke Wenzhou, a long-standing Ke Wenzhou. The strength of this sword has already surpassed the sword he cut out in the Void Realm!
Siming and Lu Jiamarry are too late to resist.
Ke Wenzhou's blade has been pushed forward.
This was a sword that shocked the world, but when Ke Wenzhou's killing intent wrinkled, there was a slight ripple on Ning Changjiu's pure white heart lake.
Liu Xiwan opened her eyes.
Ning Changjiu was united with him.
In this moment that was countless times shorter than a blink of an eye, Ning Changjiu seemed to have returned to the way he was when he first used this sword technique.
The darkness in front of his eyes, there is only a light spot moving at high speed, and that light spot symbolizes vitality.
He just needs to use the sword to fill in that light spot.
I don't know if he was transporting the sword or the silver sword drove him.
The sword stabbed in the past, filling the spot of light with precision.
In the freeze frame, Ke Wenzhou's sword pierced Ye Chan Palace's left palm, unable to penetrate further, but his body was penetrated by the silver sword!
Frozen for only a moment, Ning Changjiu let out a low growl, pressed his body, pressed against the silver sword, and cut off Ke Wenzhou's juvenile body. Ye Changong gently shook his wrist, and the injury on his hand was alive. The authority is restored in no time.
Looking at her repaired injury, Yuanjun said in a low voice: "This is my authority."
Seeing the authority of the past, it is difficult for him to calm down no matter how much he thinks, turning the power of the divine master to control everything around him.
Below, Ke Wenzhou's body was almost cut off at the waist. Ning did not continue to crush for a long time, because he felt that a terrible murderous intent was also set off above.
He drew out the sword, and he held the divine bow in his hand. He locked Ke Wenzhou with the eyes of the lunar shadow. He pulled the bow to the full in the blink of an eye and shot an arrow. Then, without looking back, he directly rushed. When he arrived in front of Ye Chan Palace, he ran out the silver sword to fight against the suddenly angry original monarch with the master.
The original monarch is different from other gods. Other gods need to be attached to their own kingdoms, but this world is originally the world of the original monarch, even if he is only projected to this, he still feels like a real person.
Lu Jiajia and Si Ming drew their respective swords. When they were about to stop, Ye Changong’s words sounded again:
"Leave here first, don't be an enemy for the time being, I have an idea that needs to be fulfilled."
Bai Zang also meowed.
She can also feel that the closer to the core of the earth, the stronger the power of the original monarch, and she must return to the ground first!
The muddy aura washes the foundations of the earth, the golden crow's cry sounded in the meantime, Yuanjun raised his head and looked at the shadow of the golden crow that broke the aura and escaped in the aura tornado, and gently shook his head.
He glanced at the location of Ke Wenzhou's fall, and ignored it. There seemed to be no vitality there.
But the Juggernaut is the direct puppet of the Dark Lord, and the wheel of life and death is beyond his control.
Under his feet, the flowing aura arm helped him to hold him up at high speed, and chased him towards the fleeing teenager and the golden crow.
The lunar eclipse has ended. At this moment, Shao Xiaoli is looking at the moon in the God Painting Building. Behind her, a violent wind swept her, almost driving her downstairs directly.
Ji Xuan, who was on the top floor, also opened his eyes.
"What happened?"
Ji Xuan looked into the distance.
There, the scrolling spiritual current has the power to stand up to the ground. It crosses Guhuang, overturns the mountains, shatters the river, and rages toward here.
In his mind, Master’s words have also sounded:
"Open the God Painting Building."
He didn't hesitate, and directly used the highest authority of the Shenhua Building to spread out the long scroll of 3,000 to 4,000 years of history.
The Golden Crow swept into it.
In the rear, the figure of Yuanjun is also pressing forward.
Ji Xuan drew his sword and jumped out, directly using Xuan Ze's original power to stop him.
Yuan Jun looked at Ji Xuan and frowned: "You are still alive."
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pushed forward.
Ji Xuan was shocked to discover that the power of Xuan Ze's origin was actually suppressed by the opponent, and the power that suppressed him was a power very similar to his origin!
"Why do you have my power?!" Ji Xuan was puzzled.
The original Jundao: "This is not your power."
"Then what is this?"
Ji Xuan is even more puzzled. The memory of the six gods in the early days has been blurred, but he clearly remembers that the six gods each control the five elements and the authority of reincarnation. What he is in charge of is water, the unique water... His same power?
Yuan Junnian met an old friend and explained patiently: "This is the power of another god. Back then, I was expelled from Jupiter and had nowhere to stand, so I had to occupy another star with a weaker god. That This star was named Neptune in the past, which is the authority of Neptune God."
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