[Chapter 1777 Origin God Pool]
Xiao’s.
The sons of gods from all ethnic groups came to visit and expressed their willingness to form an alliance to deal with the Shadow Gate.
In this regard, Xiao Yun and Jiang Wentian were naturally happy.
“So, if I have something to do in the future, let’s talk to each other first, how about that?” Ling Feng looked at Xiao Yun and Jiang Wentian.
“Okay.” Jiang Wentian nodded.
“However, when the time comes, I will ask you to unite the front, otherwise, if something happens, I will be helpless!” Xiao Yun said.
:pig:pig:island:novel 3w.o; “That’s nature, that’s nature.” Ling Feng nodded again and again.
The Qingyun Sacred Palace, the sons of gods and other great clans have been promised again and again.
After the incident in the North Heavenly Wasteland, these gods lost their previous arrogance.
At this moment, they all vaguely felt that a great world was coming.
There will be turmoil at that time, and it is difficult for them, the sons of God, to protect themselves.
Therefore, it is naturally the best to win more allies.
Unity is strength!
After confirming each other and exchanging the summoning badges, the sons of the gods of all races left one after another.
This time, they came in a hurry, and they were also worried, afraid that Yingmen would continue to shoot.
However, Shadow Gate did not make another move.
First of all, although the Shadow Gate is powerful, it has not been able to sweep all the clans.
Secondly, that is, Demon Venerable has exhausted a lot of energy after this shot, and he can’t make multiple shots.
Furthermore, Demon Venerable has more important things to do at this time.
The northern wasteland is far away.
The wind is raging here, and there are terrifying storm cyclones.
This place is a Jedi in the North Sky Region, the North Sky Wind Eye.
Once caught in the cyclone, the Quasi God will perish.
But in this cyclone, it is like connecting Jiuyou,
but there is an altar in the depths.
The altar is surrounded by magical patterns, engraved with monsters with magical patterns, which looks hideous and terrifying.
A secret realm is connected here.
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At this time in the secret realm, Mo Xu and the other gods were standing on the edge of a giant pond.
This giant pool is above the altar, and the surrounding is full of Dao patterns.
If you look closely, the altar is made of Hunyuan stone.
It exudes an aura of chaos.
At this time, in the giant pond, there are lines
of gods rising, intertwined with each other.
These divine patterns are very mysterious, and when they are intertwined, they turn into a huge cyclone in the void.
This cyclone is constantly evolving, and you can see the world of wind and fire, the raging wind, and the boundless world of ice and snow.
With just one glance, it can transform thousands of visions.
Looking at the vision in front of him, Mo Xu’s eyes revealed a pious light.
“Here is the source of the endless avenues, and if it is condensed, it is like condensing the avenues of heaven and earth.” Mo Xu’s eyes were fiery.
It’s not hard to imagine, if it integrates the source of ten thousand Taos, what kind of sky-defying it would be?
Will I feel the true Supreme Dao and transcend the world?
However, he could only think about it.
How easy is it to condense the origin of the ten thousand Taos?
The Origin Divine Rune here was raised by the Shadow Sect through the efforts of generations!
Furthermore, this is what the Demon Venerable needs. Even if he is a child of the Demon Race, he would not dare to touch the Demon Venerable’s things.
Otherwise, the fate is conceivable.
hum!
At this moment, a ripple suddenly appeared in the void of the Origin God Pond.
When the ripples appeared, a vast divine might overturned.
Mo Xu, who was secretly pondering, condensed his eyes, and immediately raised his head with a respectful expression on his face.
“Mozun!” Mo Xu bowed.
“Meet the Demon Venerable!” The gods of the two shadow gates next to each other also bowed.
Above the giant pool, the phantom of Demon Venerable condensed.
What appeared at this time was just a giant face.
He was like the sky, just looking down at the bottom, and those eyes that were as deep as abyss glanced at the giant pool.
“That’s right, there are more and more Origin Divine Marks gathered at this time.” Feeling a little, Demon Venerable nodded slightly.
“Unfortunately, because of the disruption of Jiang’s and Xiao’s plans this time, we won’t win a lot of gods, otherwise we could have raised some.”
Mo Xu slightly regretted.
“It doesn’t matter.” On the sky, Demon Venerable’s eyes flashed, revealing an aura of the heavens and the earth, and said, “At this time, the rules of the heavens and the earth are getting weaker and weaker, and it won’t be long before the gods can be born. At that time, Ben Sitting in a avatar, I will take you to sweep all directions together.”
“When the time comes, why don’t all the tribes not hand over those people?” Demon Venerable’s eyes flashed fiercely.
That kind of light made Mo Xu’s heart tremble.
Because he saw the domineering power of Demon Venerable.
At this time, he could vaguely imagine the scene that swept all directions when the Demon Lord was born.
At that time, when the magic order came out, who would dare not obey?
“You all retreat.” Demon Venerable said lightly.
“Yes!” Mo Xu nodded, and immediately retreated with the other two gods.
Only a few people can approach this god pool.
Furthermore, you have to obtain the original divine rune, and you can only enter it when you integrate it into the divine pool.
In normal times, no one would dare to enter this place rashly.
Although Mozun has always been in a self-styled state.
But how insane is he?
There is a slight fluctuation in the divine pattern engraved in this divine pond, and he will feel it.
Almost no one can move their minds here.
So this Mo Xu very honestly withdrew.
“If Mozun’s great cause is completed, I will also have the opportunity to be honored in the realm of the gods.” Mo Xu’s eyes were full of expectations when he stepped back.
Although he was born in the last years of the ancient times, he also knew that the collapse of the Nine Heavens had something to do with the Demon Race.
This time, the Demon Venerable has to complete a great cause. He wants to transcend the Dao and truly prove the Dao for longevity.
To this end, he planned for a long time.
…
After the Northern Wasteland, the Sanctuary was surprisingly calm.
Jiang Wentian and the others returned to the clan.
Many sons of God are also waiting for their time.
Of course, there are also people who go to the place where the gods are buried again to ask the gods what they think about the world.
There are many gods in the burial place.
Some gods have never been found before, so it’s okay to ask.
For example, the Xiao family, this time they went to ask another god king, the father of Xiao Zhan.
“I won’t be able to be born yet.” Xiao Zhan’s father said, “However, it shouldn’t take long.”
“What does the father think about Shadow Gate?” Xiao Zhan asked, “There seems to be a demon behind Shadow Gate. The shadow of the clan.”
“Demons?” Xiao Zhan’s father looked solemn, UU reading www.
sonicmtl.com “During the ancient years, the demons conquered all walks of life, causing turmoil. At that time, the Nine Heavens were in chaos, and countless Supremes fought… In the end, the Nine Heavens were broken, the Supremes bleed, and the Demons gradually disappeared. Now they are reborn, I am afraid some Trouble!”
“However, don’t worry, although the demons are powerful, my human ancestors are very powerful, and they must have a way to deal with it.”
He always believed that the human race should still have the supreme existence.
Later, Xiao Zhan mentioned the matter of Emperor Heng.
“Perhaps, this great emperor is still alive.” Xiao Zhan’s father’s eyes were bright and full of expectations.
In such a situation, only such an ancient emperor can stabilize the situation.
“Of course, my human race has a great emperor, but maybe the demon race also has a great emperor, so we have to rely on ourselves.”
Finally, Xiao Zhan’s father, the angry war god king said so.
“En.” Everyone nodded and left after asking something.
