Honghuang: At the beginning, he brought three thousand gods and demons to Yuxu Palace!

The mighty army opened.

The glow of the sun, the color of the thousands.

It is getting farther and farther away from the station of the Shura tribe.

Turning his head and looking back, the Shura tribe's station was like a small black dot.

The originally vast Netherworld Blood Sea has now become a big pit.

The parched land, with only traces of its existence, still remembers that it was once a sea of blood.

Di Xin sat on the back of the Qilin Ancestor and performed his exercises silently.

After refining a mass of Tai Chi Dao Origin, his cultivation soared directly.

Although he did not reach the Holy Realm, he was countless times stronger than ordinary quasi-saints.

A rude Tai Chi Avenue gradually took shape.

Like a ribbon wrapped around the original god of Di Xin.

The original crystal clear primordial spirit turned into a misty gray, but if you use mana, it will immediately change into a colorful color, and it will be extremely gorgeous.

The magic of Tai Chi Avenue lies in the life of all things.

With a sword at will, Di Xin can create things in the void, and one sword can give birth to ten thousand laws, infinite Dao laws, and all kinds of magical powers.

The ultimate in simplicity, the ultimate in splendor and complexity.

The most terrifying thing is the derived visualization supernatural powers.

Di Xin had an idea.

The immortal consciousness he had cultivated before was slowly moving.

It seemed that an invisible hammer was hammering his majestic spiritual power.

I compress it, I compress it hard!

A sharp pain hit my mind.

Di Xin gasped, and his heart rose to his throat.

Could it be that I made a mistake in practicing and went crazy?

The next moment.

Di Xin was surprised to find that his spiritual power had condensed into substance, flowing like a liquid in the sea of knowledge.

The divine consciousness filled the sea of consciousness, and three hundred and sixty Zhou Tian stars were constructed.

The Seven Houses of the Vermilion Bird, the Seven Nights of the Xuanwu, the Seven Nights of the White Tiger, the Seven Nights of the Green Dragon, the Seven Stars of the Big Dipper, the Six Stars of the Southern Dipper, the Sun Star, the Taiyin Star...

Countless stars gradually crowded Di Xin's sea of knowledge.

Divine consciousness flows in the sea of consciousness, like a great river, endlessly, repeatedly.

Tai Chi Avenue moved slowly, and the mysterious breath and divine consciousness fused together.

Magical powers!

Di Xin suddenly realized a magical power.

One thought of all worlds.

With Tai Chi Avenue as the root, the divine consciousness contemplates the immeasurable space.

If it is against the enemy, the enemy can only see his front from any angle.

The front without a dead end!

After practicing this magic trick, he is not afraid of siege at all.

With one move, his own supernatural powers in countless superimposed spaces exploded in unison.

The power suddenly increased countless times.

Di Xin was very pleased.

His means against the enemy have become more and more abundant.

Although as an emperor, you don't need to do most things, but improving your own strength can also protect your own safety.

It's like encountering the assassination of the three corpses of the Styx Ancestor.

If it weren't for the fact that Di Xin had already cultivated to a quasi-saint, he would have died in Huangquan.

Just then, a cloudy wind blew.

Flying sand and rocks, dusty and flying.

The power of the mystical came from the depths of the underworld, rushing towards Di Xin like a heavenly river turning upside down.

The fate gods and demons closest to Di Xin suddenly changed, their hands were folded, and the majestic power of fate poured out.

His flesh swelled countless times as if it were inflated, and his palms like mountains slammed out.

The overwhelming palm power is heavy and heavy.

However.

The power of shattering the sky is like a mud cow entering the sea, disappearing without a trace.

The pupils of the gods and demons of fate shrank.

The strength of the comer is far above him.

"Escort!".

The huge divine thoughts of the gods and demons of fate immediately spread to the hearts of the three thousand gods and demons.

In an instant, the faces of the three thousand gods and demons became extremely ugly.

Just as he was about to form a Ten Thousand Immortal Array, a female voice as crisp as a silver bell came.

"Even if you form a Ten Thousand Immortal Array, I can capture Di Xin. "

Slender jade hands fell from the sky.

White as jade, the skin is very delicate, and the fingers are like peeling onion roots.

Beautiful and incomprehensible.

There was a loud bang.

The vast formation of three thousand gods and demons has been broken!

The body of the god and demon of fate flew upside down, like a kite with a broken string.

Di Xin's face was as gloomy as water.

The saints shall not enter the desolation.

Then the flood has no opponent of its own!

But the power in front of him is clearly not weaker than that of the saints.

The slender jade hand fell on the back of the Qilin Ancestor.

The Qilin Ancestor couldn't take a step with his four hooves, trembling, and his whole body trembled like chaff.

"Useless stuff!".

Di Xin took a sip, becoming more and more annoyed.

Seeing that the slender jade hand was about to fall, Di Xin immediately sacrificed the Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda, and the infinite Xuanhuang golden light fell down.

The slender jade hand did not smash at Di Xin, but lightly grabbed it and escaped into the void.

"Oops!".

Di Xin secretly complained.

The Void Tunnel leads nowhere.

If he is caught in Chaos, with the hatred between himself and Lao Tzu, it is estimated that he will be dismantled.

Made.

Flood novels are all lies!

What saints are not allowed to enter the flood is all fake!

Just as Di Xin was secretly complaining, the scene in front of him suddenly lit up.

The palace is cast in black stone, rough and quaint.

On a throne carved out of black jade sat a beautiful woman.

A long black hair hangs down on his shoulders, his pupils are black and shiny, he has a melon seed face, and a high nose bridge.

The eyes are like autumn water, the eyebrows are like far away, and the pretty face is as clear as snow.

Di Xin's gaze could no longer be taken away.

It's so beautiful!

In this life, he is used to being an emperor, and the queens and beauties have all been shirked by him.

But now that he saw this woman, Di Xin's little heart was pounding.

Fortunately, he finally cultivated profoundly, and he woke up immediately after a moment of distraction.

Di Xin's face turned red, and only then did he hear that the woman in front of him might be an enemy or a friend, and he couldn't help but turn pale

"What did the fairy teach me to bring here?"