Chapter 1567： 10 first

Her eternal killing of gods can simply simulate the chaotic world.

She had tried it herself and found that she couldn't bear the loneliness at all.

Even if it can bear it for a long time, it can't break through the chaos.

That is still the simulated chaotic world, and the real chaotic world is not known how much difference.

"I'm going to see him."

Heavenly Demon Lord did not guarantee, but he did not retreat either.

The voice is sonorous and powerful.

Hearing that, the Flowerless Demon Master knew that he could not stop it.

At this moment...

The ghostly shadow flickered in the void, and several soul demon warriors in armor appeared in the air.

The armors they wear are covered with various origin patterns, and each one is a powerful demon master.

Just a pair of armor exudes the breath of heaven and earth.

Especially the carved axe blade on their helmet.

Cut the demon army.

It is the most powerful force within Jingtian Palace.

It is also the strongest official representative of the nine regions of the Dark Demon Realm.

Disagree with the major forces within the Emperor Demon Army and their many roles.

The number of the demon army is much smaller, and their role is only to maintain the order of the nine regions of the dark demon world.

In the past, that was the representative of Hell.

It is also a powerful representative.

Even the number of demon gods in charge of the nine domains, when they see these demon army, will hold three points of respect in their hearts.

However, at this time, these several demon soldiers were dying, and after emerging from the midair of the palace, they fell directly to the ground.

Only a few ancient magic words murmured in his mouth:

"The Demon Territory of the Deep Sea...burst... the Kuroshio..."

Upon hearing this, the pupils of the Flowerless Demon Lord and the Heavenly Demon Lord shrank sharply.

The Kuroshio, the dark boundary formed by the spatial fissure group erupted in chaos, and the dark hole plane existing in the void began to erode.

Those terrifying emptiness lives raging across the starry universe.

"The spatial fissure group of the Yuanhai Demon Realm has always been very stable, compared to the dark borders of the Qingluo Demon Realm, it is more stable... how come... The Demon God of the Desolate Sea!"

Flowerless Demon Lord's body trembled slightly, "It must be him! He acquired that wisp of devil energy, but did not enter other wormholes. He must still be in our dark demon world. In order not to let us find him, it must be him. Secretly aroused those spatial cracks... in order to disturb our dark demon world, so that we have no time to search for him!"

Anger, extreme anger.

The last time the Kuroshio appeared, it was many years ago.

In the history of the Dark Demon Realm, every occurrence of a black tide means that the countless wormholes in the Nine Realms of the Dark Devil Realm will collapse and fall into chaos.

When the Emperor Demon God was still alive, the biggest purpose of forming the Emperor Demon Army was to deal with the emergence of the black tide.

Later, as the Lord took control of the Dark Demon Realm, many dark boundaries gradually stabilized, and the God Demon Army also had the Night Demon Lord, so the Kuroshio almost never appeared.

The Flowerless Demon Lord looked at the Heavenly Demon Lord.

Only a sculptural face can be seen, without any expression.

"Devil Lord, there is a dark tide at this time, whether to go to the Eternal Temple..."

Having said this, the Flowerless Demon Lord did not say any more, but took a deep look at her and disappeared in the hall, "I will ring the **** and devil bell first..."

Boom~!

The ancient bell rang from inside the Jingtian Palace.

Like a bell in the evening, it has awakened countless powerful...

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Wang Feng and Yan Mengyao traveled through the wild land where the world had just opened.

The more he wandered, the more Wang Feng could feel the power of this world.

New born strong.

for example.

For example, Chaos Qinglian, the spirit of Wang Feng's body, also originated from the powerful Chaos World.

And later it can be divided into countless treasures.

As for this world, Wang Feng felt a lot of these treasures...but they were still gestating, so they were not strong.

But if hundreds of thousands of first rounds pass, these treasures will take shape, I am afraid that they will not be worse than the true innate treasures transformed by Chaos Qinglian.

Of course Wang Feng understands what this means.

However, it takes a long time to conceive. 163

In addition, so are creatures.

At this time, the chaos began to open, the heaven and the earth were born, and the eternal killing of the gods was located in the center of the world as the heaven and was in charge of everything.

The birth of many lives cannot escape the perception of eternal death of God.

"In this chaotic world, an extremely powerful existence will surely be born in the future!"

Wang Feng was deeply moved.

As the master of Tiandao in the Ancestral Realm, Wang Feng felt very embarrassed.

This is so if oneself develops insignificantly for a period of time, even if you don't realize the chaotic green lotus or the Pangu axe, guarding this chaotic world, you are afraid that you don't know how powerful you can become.

It’s just that the time it takes is probably astronomical...

But there are some difficulties in this.

"Master, how many suns do you think is better in the Ancestral Realm?" Yan Mengyao and Wang Feng walked somewhere and suddenly looked at the sky and asked.

"Ten first."

"That's not possible, Master, I may have forgotten to tell you." Yan Mengyao said solemnly, "Eternal Killing God is connected to this world. I am the heavenly path of the ancestral realm. I can be sure that all the rules of the world are connected with you. The strength is closely related. Ten suns are not a burden for eternal killing of Gods to manage, but it is not easy for you to bear the power of these heaven and earth rules."

"Why not easy?"

"For example, if you want ten suns in the sky, you must have the ability to tear up ten suns with your bare hands. Otherwise, it will be difficult for you to lift the world."

"It shouldn't be difficult, right?" Wang Feng pondered his current strength.

Ten suns...

"It's not difficult, but the ten suns are only a very small part of the Ancestral Realm. The sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers, and everything in the Ancestral Realm, you want to bear... Add it up, it's still very difficult for you. And with The stronger this world is, the greater the mighty power you have to endure. Of course, the Nujia will share part of it for you. After all, I am a god."

There is no problem with Yan Mengyao's words.

Wang Feng had not considered this before.

"Of course, you can also produce and sell yourself. It’s okay to bring hundreds of thousands of first rounds in the Ancestral Realm, and then use the resources of the Ancestral Realm to improve yourself. However, the Ancestral Realm is not a stage where chaos is unopened. Everything today is chaotic energy. It evolves, time is flowing, even if it goes slowly, for you, the outside world has passed for a long time. Moreover, you will have to rely on you to support the world."

This sentence caused Wang Feng to fall into deep contemplation.

The ancestral world is very special because it is connected to eternal killing of gods.

As the way of heaven, Yan Mengyao is in charge of the direction of the ancestral realm.

But where does the energy of the Ancestral Realm come from?

Wang Feng broke through the chaos, and the chaotic energy of heaven and earth derives everything, only then has the vigorous vitality of the ancestral world now.

But the chaotic energy will eventually come to an end. To explain the energy between heaven and earth, you can only rely on Yan Mengyao, the heavenly way, to input.

Although Yan Mengyao is a god, but the real master is Wang Feng.

Essentially, I still have to rely on Wang Feng.

Wang Feng can treat the ancestral world as a one-off world, wait countless years, and when it matures, harvest the resources and lives of this world.

That is the exhaustion of chaotic energy, the surging energy will disappear and enter the Age of Doom.

No more powerful creatures will be born~www.novelhall.com~ will become an ordinary small world without any effect.

Relying on these resources, Wang Feng could easily become a cosmic life, a greater existence.

There is no risk.

It just takes time.

Endless time.

There is another way to keep developing the ancestral world.

While waiting for the chaotic energy of the Ancestral Realm to be exhausted, Wang Feng needed to inject more powerful chaotic energy into this world.

Maintain the development of the ancestral world and become stronger.

It's just that for Wang Feng, he needs to withstand the mighty power brought about by the slowly growing world.

Therefore, Wang Feng does not need to stay in the Ancestral Realm. And you need to go outside and slowly become stronger. The stronger he is, the stronger the ancestral world.

If necessary, you can also grab resources from the ancestral world.

At the same time, it can cultivate a powerful life in the ancestral world.

Wang Feng didn't think it was suitable for him.

He didn't intend to stay in this wild land where the world was born.

After Wang Feng shared his thoughts with Yan Mengyao.

"Yeah, it's the man Mengyao's fancy." Yan Mengyao nodded with relief, "Master, don't worry, I will report the situation in the ancestral world. But well... I suggest you return to eternity now. The temple... something big may have happened outside."

"Oh?" Wang Feng glanced at her, "Do you know all this?"

"Of course!" Yan Mengyao said with some pride, "The master can underestimate Eternal God Killing. When I wake up, I instantly perceive almost all God Killing terminals in the Dark Demon Realm. I have the highest authority. Let these terminals kill God and share information with me."

"Other exclusive gods killer, when they see me, they all have to give up!"

Looking at her arrogant look, Wang Feng left the ancestral realm with a little suspicion in his heart and returned to the eternal temple...