Go to Star Market.
In the depths of this pitch-black, endless darkness, a black star palace is paved with trillions of god patterns. It is suspended between the sky and the earth like a source of stars, symbolizing the supreme power and divine power of the upper star market.
Inside the Star Palace, there is a colorful Tianchi Lake. In the Tianchi Lake, liquid like a galaxy flows, gurgling and bubbling like magma.
Bubbles exploded, making a roaring sound.
Just in that day's pond, there is vaguely an infinite body of the god lying in it. Its body is tens of thousands of meters long, towering like a giant mountain, and each neutron particle is one centimeter long. It is already considered a tiny star. , and this star sea giant is an aggregate of such tiny stars.
It can be vaguely seen that there is a nine-fold roulette on his chest, and the roulette rotates gently, causing the water to ripple.
He sank in this heavenly pool, his eyes opened like two sources of stars, black rays of light even shone out, like two beams of light rising into the sky, the rays of light were awe-inspiring.
He just lay there for a long, long time.
After a period of time, a group of Zhou Gods came from afar and stepped into the Star Palace. Their attitudes were solemn and their faces were not very good-looking. When they arrived near Tiantian Lake, they all knelt down and shouted: "See you, Yin Tiandi."
gurgling!
The water waves in the galaxy in Tianchi Lake rippled, forming the tide of stars.
"What's the matter?" the star sea giant in the water spoke, and the sound was like a bell, shaking.
"It's very troublesome. Very troublesome." One of the Zhou God old men lamented.
"The statistics have come out. At present, about one-third of the tribe's contracts have expired strangely. No matter what, they can't summon evil spirits. This number is still increasing. According to the current increase rate, it may only be one or two years. Our Zhantian God Clan will completely lose contact with the hell world." Another gray-haired Zhoushen old man said.
"It's not as simple as losing contact... The hell realm is the foundation for our Zhantian God Clan to gain a foothold in the three major Celestial Clans. Once we lose it, the strength of our entire clan will drop drastically. Not only will we lose our status as the 'No. Kicked out of the three major gods? Although there are resources allocated by the Dao of Heaven, the five gods may have other ideas. I am afraid that Huantian and Motian will not make it easy for us. We ghosts and gods are among the eight gods. I was excluded, and my relationship with the moral gods is not good..." The third Zhoushen old man frowned more and more, and almost cried bitterly on the spot.
"You didn't mention the key point!" The fourth Zhoushen elder took a deep breath, and said with heavy eyes: "The most important thing is that there is a gap in the way of heaven, the control of rules and laws, and the allocation of resources are often wrong. Caused internal conflicts among the Eight Gods. The last time the Heavenly Dao made a mistake and we made a profit, the two losers, Huantian and the Moral Gods, were particularly upset. If something happened at this juncture... I’m afraid it will happen! Once the Heavenly Dao can’t control it, There are many more people who have fallen into trouble than imagined."
After they finished speaking, they all looked sadly at the star sea giant in that day's pool.
The Zhantian God Clan used to be fearless, but now, the crisis is like a dark cloud covering their heads, and they, Zhantian experts who are familiar with the changes in the way of heaven, know how bad the situation is.
"Everyone knows that the eight gods and gods are united and jointly control the Shangxingxu. Under the fair deployment of the law of heaven, the eight empires of the universe have been established, but they don't know how endless the contradictions accumulated over the ages are. Once the way of heaven collapses, there is no need for outsiders to stir it up, and the eight gods will be in chaos first." Another Zhoushen old man sighed.
Each of them, almost fell into the haze.
They were all frowning.
"Hehe." In Tianchi, the Yin Tiandi suddenly sneered, and said: "The world will be divided for a long time, and it will be divided for a long time. It is fate to divide and reunite. Now that we have been forced to unite for too long, there will always be a day when we will divide , It’s just very likely that it’s in our generation. Just treat it with a normal mind, and there is no need to mess up. If troubled times come, the side that tends to show weakness first may not necessarily be the loser.”
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The Zhou God elders let out a sigh of relief.
"That's right, we've been fighting the sky so far, relying on a will to fight the sky to open up the way of ghosts and gods, and we have never been afraid of anything."
"Even if we encounter an unimaginable blow, the other seven parties are not of one mind. If we show weakness, Motian and Huantian will definitely fight. The Huantian gods are still dreaming of their own family's dream of annexing the world. Wang, the falling sun from the meteorite is also considered a brother..."
When they were chattering, Yin Tiandi's face surfaced, and said with a sneer: "The eight gods, as different clans, have been able to jointly rule Shangxingxu until now, relying on the fair checks and balances under the mechanism of heaven, otherwise For thousands of generations after the fall of Yanhuang, Shangxingxu must have always been a chaos where the eight tribes fought and the people were in dire straits. Where is the prosperity of the eight tribes? And the way of heaven is the work of the Yanhuang God Clan. Therefore, a cosmic empire must be Only when there is a real 'combination' will there be a real prosperity, otherwise it will be a dream, nothing more. Once it is exposed, it will inevitably collapse faster than anything else."
"Emperor..."
A group of Zhou God elders from Zhantian God Clan stared blankly at him.
"You mean, everything about Yanhuang on the Ten Desolate Star Furnace will be a real revival? But the problem is that in history, our Zhantian God Clan was one of the traitors who led to Yanhuang's fall. Once we surrender, they will forgive Us?"
Hearing this, Yin Tiandi glanced at them coldly, and said seriously: "What are you talking about? Are we surrendering to Yanhuang?"
"What does God mean?"
Emperor Yin Tian looked far and deep, and said in a deep voice: "A dilapidated Emperor Star, an inexplicable heir, a group of descendants of slaves who are not even gods of the universe, plus a handful of descendants of criminals who were exiled. If they can’t even reach one-tenth of any one of the eight gods, why should they dominate the world again and let us surrender?”
Hearing what Yin Tiandi said, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.
Emperor Yin Tiandi looked at the starry sky with burning eyes and said: "Temporarily losing power may be an opportunity to save. Now everyone knows that we have suffered a huge loss, and we have withdrawn from the battle. We just sit behind closed doors and wait and see what happens. We, the Zhantian God Clan, are now taking the initiative Attacking has become a difficult problem, so it’s no problem to stay in the star guardian barrier. When they are almost done fighting, once the Dao of Heaven really collapses, who said that the last one in charge of the universe will not be our Zhantian God Clan? "
His words have turned the bad news of the Zhantian God Clan, Guan Yu's hell world, into good news.
The elders of Zhou God looked at each other, and the gloom in their eyes dissipated, and they gradually became hot.