Soaring of Galaxia Chapter 1045: Why is the way of heaven?

In the realm of chaos and primitiveness, Qin Wushuang has been retreating here for three thousand years. For these three thousand years, Qin Wushuang has been like an ancient well without waves, no ripples at all, concentrating on comprehending this supreme way of heaven, the vastness of this chaotic primitive realm, causing his soul to be greatly shaken.

Suddenly, Qin Wushuang opened his eyes and revealed a playful smile: "Are you here?"

Outside the original land, the first group of holy emperors who arrived in the first place have already rushed to the periphery.

Qin Wushuang's figure flashed suddenly and disappeared into this chaotic realm.

"It's here, that kid, wouldn't you fool us all?", "Yeah, this horrible place is full of crises, it's okay to fool us here.",...huh, if he isn't there Here, don't blame us for being tough. Going back, I found the Profound Continent that day, and wiped it out. "

"Everyone stays safe and restless, then Qin Wushuang dares to let us come, and he must rely on it. Don't mess up your position."

"Yeah, it's also a matter of elegance. Even if you can't grab the chaotic vitality, you can see the holy emperors compete in martial arts. If there is a ranking battle, it will be more interesting.", "Humph, This is probably the kid’s trick, let us fight each other with the holy emperor, so he can sit back and enjoy his success."

"No way? There are so many holy emperors in the world, even if there is damage in the duel, it will not help him at all. Can everyone swarm together and die?"

These holy emperors didn't dare to take it lightly when they arrived in the Primitive Realm of Primal Chaos. They hovered around the periphery. For a while, they didn't dare to enter easily, for fear of Qin Wushuang's opponents.

Suddenly, a chaotic atmosphere surged from the periphery, and Qin Wushuang's figure seemed real and illusory, and appeared there: "Everyone, it's not slow to come! Are you going to come in first, or wait for the other holy emperors to come together? Come in again?" When those holy emperors saw Qin Wushuang's many people's expressions, they were all complicated. A few impatient people began to lose eyes on each other, wanting to embrace them.

Qin Wushuang faintly smiled: "It’s not that I laugh at you. If you are making a crooked idea, I advise you not to. Group fights or wheel fights, whichever you choose. You may be able to swarm me and win me, but chaos. In my hands, if I push to the limit, this chaotic vitality will disperse to ensure that everyone will be wiped out, and there will be no **** left."

The power of chaos vitality, although I have never seen it before, I have heard of it.

Qin Wushuang wiped out all of their crooked minds in one sentence.

If you want to engage in crooked ways, pull it down as soon as possible.

At this moment, the saint emperors who lacked strength felt a little frustrated in their hearts. If they rely on an open and honest contest to compete for this chaotic air, they will have no chance at all.

Qin Wushuang did not accompany them wordy, his figure flashed and disappeared again. In fact, he came out only to slow down.

Now, he is fusing that chaotic air in the chaotic realm, and he is no longer at a loss as at the beginning.

This is a good sign, what he needs now is time. As long as time permits, he believes in himself, he can definitely create miracles again.

From all corners of the Daluo universe, the holy emperors who are constantly pouring in, gather more and more outside the primitive world, from dozens at the beginning, to hundreds of thousands, and then to tens of thousands. .

Almost all the holy emperors who can be called the number in the Da Luo universe swarmed out. These powerhouses, exhausted all means, finally arrived!

Qin Wushuang knows that the primitive realm today is indeed lively enough. He appeared leisurely and said: "Everyone, I invite you to come, it is a matter of elegance. If you are badly amiable because of this, you will not be able to explain it on your face. I know that your thoughts are all coming towards the chaotic energy. That's right, This thing is here for me, and there is only one amount of calamity. Tell me, how should it be distributed, is it reasonable?", "Of course it is a contest. Only by defeating everyone can we be justified!" This is obviously the weaker ones. The Holy Emperor is booing

It's obviously impossible to defeat everyone.

Qin Wushuang did not refute, and smiled: "The chaos vitality is in my hands. If you can choose the strongest and fight with me again, you can win me and the chaos vitality belongs to him. You can't beat me, the chaos vitality belongs to him. It's still owned by me.", "What if there is a draw?", "If you don't die, how come there is a draw?" Qin Wushuang said calmly.

All these tens of thousands of holy emperors looked at each other. Can the strongest fight him? This condition seems a bit harsh.

But if the things are in the hands of others, if they should be grabbed, it seems that they have mastered the ultimate killer copper.

So many holy emperors are buried with them, and they are not at a loss.

"Qin Wushuang, can you dare to make a promise of heaven? Otherwise, we people will fight for life and death, but in the end, it will make you cheaper?" These people did not oppose Qin Wushuang's proposal, but Worried about Qin Wushuang's change of mind.

Qin Wushuang said indifferently: "If you want to make an oath of heaven, everyone must make it. The oath is made, and it is only for me, obviously not. Everyone has constraints, and there are rules and regulations."

"It’s natural. But so many of us judged the first place, it’s too harsh. Those of us, we choose seven people, together with you, there are eight in total, and the final battle is two-by-two battles, and we always decide the number one. How about that chaotic resentment?" Qin Wushuang looked at the tens of thousands of holy emperors around him, knowing that it would not be easy to determine the seven strongest, and smiled: "Then how do you plan to determine the seven strongest? The strong?", "The Galaxy War, the Thousand-Year War. The strong between the holy emperors can only be decided in this way. Anyway, in order to seize the vitality of the chaos, I believe you don't mind staying here for tens of thousands of years, right? ", "Hey, I'm afraid you will decide the seven strongest people, and you won't be able to do it in a hundred thousand years.

"Qin Wushuang sneered.

"That's our business, you don't need to worry about it.", "Well, then you decide for yourself, wait for the top seven to be determined, and then come and talk to me." Qin Wushuang finished speaking, left and returned. Primitive realm.

These tens of thousands of people, everyone is a strong holy emperor, has not been beaten, no one can be convinced. Except for a few who are self-aware, all of them have the urge to try.

After all, the attractiveness of Chaos Energy is too great. Contending for seven is not entirely hopeless.

If you are lucky...

There are tens of thousands of Saint Emperor powerhouses, and it is indeed not that difficult to decide the top seven. Just deciding on the plan, it took hundreds of years, arguing and arguing, and finally a charter was finalized.

When the fight started, the strength of each other was stalemate. Once the fight started, it was difficult to distinguish the winner or the loser after decades of moving.

Three thousand years have passed, and these tens of thousands of holy emperors have only decided the top five thousand. After reaching the top five thousand, the clues are much easier.

One batch after another, and when it finally reached the final six hundred, five thousand years had passed.

The more you reach the end, the stronger you are.

These holy emperors now know what it means to ride a tiger. They were fighting here, but Qin Wushuang was at ease inside, comprehending the Supreme Dao.

But, what can be done?

Nowadays, even if they don't want to fight, they don't have the face to quit. Withdrawing at this time will inevitably be regarded as cowardice and withdrawal.

The years are long, unknowingly, and eight thousand years have passed.

Suddenly on this day, everyone felt that auspicious clouds suddenly appeared on the periphery of the Primitive Realm, and various visions suddenly appeared constantly, which caused everyone present to be throbbing.

At the entrance of the primitive realm, a deep gap suddenly appeared, as if a door was slowly opening.

All the people who came to the holy emperor looked at this vision intently.

This gap keeps getting bigger, like a big gap in the universe.

With a bang, the gap broke apart, revealing a huge hole. A huge abyss hole appeared in front of everyone.

The primitive realm is completely opened up?

Seeing this amazing scene, everyone is stupid.

"No, did Qin Wushuang run away?" someone shouted.

"This kid is slippery, maybe he really ran away!" Someone yelled, and there must be a second person to respond. The successive hoots made the scene a mess.

Those holy emperors who failed in the test but stayed, seized the opportunity to get up and squeeze in.

For a time, the order was completely out of control.

The tens of thousands of holy emperors all assimilated into streamers by chance, rushing towards the huge pit.

A huge Tianzhou lay in front of everyone.

"That's Chiyang Tianzhou!" The sharp-eyed people recognized it.

"Yes, good eyesight. This is the Chiyang Tianzhou." In the void, a voice that seemed to have come from ancient times, resounded in everyone's ears like a Hong Zhong.

"Qin Wushuang!" The crowd was completely confused, and everyone looked at Tian Zhou with a little surprise.

"You guys, don't compete outside, what do you come in for?", "Qin Wushuang, don't pretend to be a ghost. If you are acquainted, show up quickly and surrender the chaotic vitality. If you want a decisive battle, you can't let you hide here alone. Comprehend the chaotic vitality. This is unfair!", "Yes, it is totally unfair. You are here to comprehend the Great Dao, and we are fighting outside. What's the fairness of this?"

Qin Wushuang smiled faintly: "Fairness? Everyone~ IndoMTL.com~ God is clear, never partial. What you call fairness is only your selfish desires, not the true fairness of heaven."

"Hmph, selfish desires, yes, we have selfish desires. Don't you? Why do you occupy the chaos and refuse to give it up without you?", "Yes, you said it nicely. If you have a pure heart, just Hand over that thing."

Qin Wushuang couldn't help laughing: "Why do you hand it over? This chaotic vitality, but who is your private property?", "But you got it?" Qin Wushuang asked a series of questions, pointing to everyone's heart: "You Give me a reason to hand it over."

"Then you give a reason not to hand it over, why do you own him?"

Qin Wushuang smiled proudly: "Why should I? Because I already have him, this is the way of heaven. If you don't own him, this is also the way of heaven. Everyone's chances are different. You didn't have blessings before, and you will also have no blessings in the future. Fate!"

Speaking of this, Qin Wushuang's figure suddenly resembled a storm, imagining countless incarnations, constantly flashing out in the primitive realm.

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