Projection of the Heavens

"what!"

Hearing the screams coming from the depths of nothingness, Meng Tian and the others broke into a cold sweat.

"Emperor..."

Fusu opened his mouth to speak, Meng Tian grabbed Fusu and whispered, "Be careful."

Heifu, who followed silently behind him, silently stepped forward, and Meng Tian set up Fusu from left to right, bowing to the Cangzhi Continent to say goodbye.

What else did Fusu want to say.

Hefu had already shouted, urging the Black Dragon King ship to lead the fleet back.

"Young master, can't you see it? That Duan De is the one who was sent to Xianqin by the emperor for training. Even if he is not the son and nephew of the emperor, he is also a disciple of the younger generation. How can there be any danger?"

Looking at Fusu, who wanted to say something, Meng Tian sighed, the son was still too kind.

Fusu was slightly stunned.

"The emperor doesn't want to interfere in the disputes between the two realms, but he doesn't want me to wait for the killing too! But one realm cannot allow two masters, and disputes are inevitable."

It was not until he left the time and space where the Cangzhi Era was, that Heifu slowly spoke:

"Going back this time is the time to prepare for the battle."

"The Primordial Primordial Realm of Primordial Yuan is enough to carry six infinite existences at the same time, and the vast continent is probably not far behind. I can't imagine how grand it will be after the two realms meet."

Meng Tian held the long sword lightly, with a hint of anticipation.

It is difficult to raise a true dragon in shallow water. One side has no bounds and can only accommodate one Wuji. It is as strong as the Primordial Realm of Primordial Primordial, and it can only carry the size of six Wuji.

But once the two worlds meet, it can accommodate far more than the six Wuji.

"After all, it is far better than the two worlds that are now divided."

Fusu sighed softly:

"Once the war starts, I don't know how many universes will be wiped out and return to the ruins."

Along the way, Fusu witnessed his father, the emperor, swept the six kingdoms, slept for two thousand years and established Xianqin, and then swept all the worlds all the way, destroying the universe.

But seeing more, it's not just numbness.

He was also one of the few people in the high-level Xianqin who opposed the war.

........

buzzing~~~

On the top of the mountain where the chaotic aura lingers, Gu Shaoshang sat cross-legged, and between his palms, a round of simple bronze mirrors slowly bloomed with purple lights.

"How much power do you have now?"

Gu Shaoshang spoke softly and asked Jingling.

hum~

The mirrors of the heavens trembled slightly, and the voice of the mirror spirit, which did not distinguish between men and women, without any fluctuations, slowly came out:

[The projection mirror of the heavens: has been opened (broken, now it is a seven-star supreme level)]

[Mirror owner: Gu Shaoshang]

[Original power: 5.186 trillion points]

[Functions: projection of the heavens, projection of the heavens, rebirth with rebirth, real body crossing, source control, projection pool of the heavens]

[The Warehouse of the Heavens: Human Emperor Pen...]

[Repairing the Eight-star All-Heaven Mirror requires 2 trillion points of source power]

After Gu Shaoshang opened the Da Luo meeting in the perfect world, and communicated with the world with the universal symbol, his source power has been harvested more than ever before.

At this time, it has reached an astonishing 5.186 trillion source power!

"The harvest is not bad."

Gu Shaoshang nodded slightly, his expression calm and unwavering.

Up to now, in his eyes, the source of power is only a number, whether it is the purple energy of Hongmeng, or the indestructible spirit of chaos, it has no effect on him.

[Master, do you want to repair the Eight-Star All-Heaven Mirror? 】

The mirrors of the heavens trembled again, and Jingling's icy voice seemed to fluctuate a little.

"Yep......"

Gu Shaoshang pondered for a moment, then smiled lightly: "If you don't say it, I almost forgot."

Repairing the Eight-Star All-Heaven Mirror requires 2 trillion source power.

This was naturally a big number for him in the past, but later, it was nothing.

It's just that the source power has no effect on him, and the most important effect of the mirrors to him is to look in the mirror.

Forgetting that nature is fake, but he really didn't take the mirrors to heart.

"Repair, just fix it."

Gu Shao's thoughts moved.

The mirror spirit that he personally cast has no possibility of giving birth to spiritual wisdom, but it is the instinct of all spirits to repair the imperfections, and this mirror spirit naturally has it.

[The Mirror Master repairs the Eight-star All-Heaven Mirror.... It takes 2 trillion yuan of source power...]

【Repair begins! This restoration will take time, 3,400 years]

hum~

With the thought of Gu Shaoshang, the mirrors of the heavens shook, jumped out of Gu Shaoshang's palm, and immediately released a purple light in the air!

wow~

The source power is rolling, and the sound like the roar of the sea echoes on the top of the mountain, which is that the speed of source power consumption is too fast.

The endless purple light shone in the ten directions like mercury pouring down the ground, and the infinite world was dyed a layer of purple for a while.

It can be faintly seen that after the layers of purple, there are layers of time and space flipping back and forth, as if countless broken small spaces are gradually recovering at this time and begin to evolve the universe.

"Three thousand four hundred years?"

Gu Shaoshang raised his finger lightly, and the mirrors of the heavens rolled faster for it.

I saw the purple light shining, the evolution of countless universes is getting faster and faster, just in the snap of the fingers, the infinite purple light will go back.

The Mirrors of the Heavens also fell from the sky and landed in Gu Shaoshang's palm.

Repair has been completed.

Gu Shaoshang gently rubbed the icy mirror surface of the All-Heaven Mirror, and incomparably complicated data streams flowed down from the corners of his eyes, and finally turned into simple lines:

[Mirror owner: Gu Shaoshang]

[Race: Human (?)]

[Boundary: Promise (?)]

[Cultivation method: God Emperor Fujitsu (?)]

[Dao: Martial Arts (?)]

"Status Bar?"

Gu Shaoshang lightly looked at the status bar displayed by the All-Heaven Mirror with a calm expression.

Different from the status bar that could be displayed at first, there was very little information that could be displayed by the All-Heaven Mirror at this time.

This is not the effect of the mirrors of the heavens declining. On the contrary, the mirrors of the heavens with the mirror spirit are far more powerful than before.

However, today's Gu Shaoshang is not the previous Gu Shaoshang.

[The Mirrors of the Heavens have been successfully repaired, and they are now rated eight stars... Repairing the Mirrors of the Heavens with Nine Stars requires source power, 99,990,000 capitals]

"Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety thousand capitals?"

Rao is that Gu Shaoshang no longer values ​​Yuan Li, but the corner of his mouth still twitches.

A trillion is a billion, a trillion is a trillion, a trillion is a capital, and the source power of 99.99 million capital is also a huge number for Gu Shaoshang at this time.

A chaotic inextinguishable spiritual cloud is only two trillion billion.

To help people condense a chaotic inextinguishable spirit, he only draws 6,000 Hongmeng purple qi, which is equivalent to 60 trillion source power.

It is also a very long process for Gu Shaoshang to accumulate enough power.

"Nine Stars Mirrors, what's the difference?"

Gu Shaoshang shook his head slightly.

The eight-star celestial mirror has not changed much compared to the seven-star celestial mirror, so the nine-star is a qualitative change?

Of course, there may be no change.

Gu Shaoshang put away the mirrors of the heavens, separated from the boundless void, looked at Xianqin Era, who unified all the time and space of Wufang Era, and shook his head slightly.

The origin of Xianqin, Daqin started with the title of military merit, and the human immortal martial arts he taught can only progress rapidly in war, and it is extremely dependent on resources.

Any Xianqin veteran must have at least one multiverse behind him as support!

And the number of veterans of the Xianqin Army?

How many new recruits have there been in millions of years?

Therefore, once the Xianqin chariot started, it would be difficult to stop, or it would not be able to stop at all.

In Xianyang City, in the First Emperor's Heavenly Palace, the First Emperor, wearing a black dragon robe and wearing a crown of twenty-four pillars, also lowered his eyes as if he was aware of it.

Just happened to see Gu Shaoshang's back.

........

"Uh......"

Meng Qi rubbed his temples, only to feel dizzy, as if an infinite universe was oppressing his mind, the origin.

Even moving a finger takes more pressure than moving a multiverse.

"There are thousands of realms that have been subtly used for so many years and there is such a suppression. If other big Luos come here, even Jin Shu, I am afraid that the origin will be crushed in an instant..."

Meng Qi rolled over and sat up like an asthma patient, panting heavily.

After a long while, Meng Qi finally got used to it.

Start looking around.

At this time, he seemed to be on the bank of a mountain forest, dozens of miles away, a straight road that was built, connecting a huge city hundreds of thousands of miles away.

However, the giant city.

In Meng Qi's eyes, the city was quite huge, with its walls soaring into the clouds, and the north and south openings seemed to cut off the continent, at least thousands of miles in length!

Meng Qi is not surprised that such a large city has tens of billions of people living in it.

"There is not much popularity in the mountains and forests within a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles. Most of the popularity is gathered in the big city. Then this place should be the vast continent, the territory of the Godly Desolate Dynasty."

In an instant, Meng Qi understood where he was.

As far as he knows, the Divine Desolate Dynasty is a kingdom with small cities, big cities, giant cities, king cities, and imperial cities as its framework. Ninety percent of the spiritual energy in the boundless territory is in the giant city.

The mountains and forests are just a back garden for the people of the Shenhuang Emperor's court, and they occasionally come out to hunt.

Meng Qi didn't look at it, but after a moment, he felt a little weak, which was unbelievable for Da Luo Jinshu.

You must know that a large Luojinshu will not feel fatigued even if it has carried dozens of universes and walked for thousands of years.

This continent is really not friendly enough to him.

"As for such precautions?"

Meng Qi couldn't help but complain for a while.

"what?!"

At this moment, a voice came from outside the forest.

Meng Qi leaned against the tree lazily and did not move. Although he was suppressed by his hidden will, he had already spotted the person coming.

In terms of the system of the Godly Human Race, is the coming person still a saint?

"Obviously found an extremely rich treasure light, why is it gone?"

The visitor walked out of the forest, glanced at Meng Qi who was leaning against a tree beside the road, and leaned over in a murmur:

"Little brother, what other people did you find just now?"

Meng Qi looked up and saw that the person who came was a fat man with a short neck, a big belly, and a ridiculous golden uniform.

The fat man was carrying a tattered package with a funny smile on his chubby face.

"I didn't see it."

Meng Qi glanced at the person who came and shook his head slightly.

With the Universal Knowledge Talisman in hand, there is no written language in the heavens that he does not know.

"That's weird..."

The fat man scratched his head. He clearly saw a huge treasure light that he had never seen before rising here.

But he didn't bother, looking at Meng Qi, who was a little pale, and said with a smile:

"My little brother is from Bashan City, right? My name is Boss Zhang, and I am a wandering businessman. My little brother has a bad face. I think it is because of the origin. I have a heaven-boosting pill here, which is the best medicine in the world. To tell you the truth, the high priests of the human race have all bought this pill from me..."

"Heaven Patching Pill?"

Meng Qi was amusing to hear it, but he knew what the high priest of the Godly Human Race was, so he would ask you to buy medicine pills?

However, Meng Qi didn't expose it, he just blinked: "Is it the kind of elixir that sells ten Wanjie coins in the Wanjie Tongshi mall?"

"Uh... The little brother also knows the Wanjie Tongshi Mall? But the elders in the family told you?"

A flash of embarrassment appeared on Fatty Zhang's face.

Go to the special universal symbol!

Go to the special Wanjie Mall!

Cursing in his heart, Fatty Zhang continued to smile:

"Of course the Universal Knowledge Talisman is a good thing, but not everyone has it, right? To be honest, I still have a spare Ten Thousand World Knowledge Talisman in my hand. If my little brother is destined, I will sell it to you. ."

The Universal Knowledge Talisman is naturally not a commodity. There are free places to receive it in many king cities, giant cities, and big cities of the human race. However, this Bashan City is only a small city, and there are people who have it. This kid looks so young. Heard some.

"Do you have a spare Ten Thousand Realms Symbol to sell to me?"

A touch of 'wrong' appeared on Meng Qi's face, which Fatty Zhang thought was a surprise.

"good."

Fatty Zhang stood up straight, feeling a little arrogant: "The Universal Knowledge Talisman was first handed down from my human ancestor temple~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The mall also sells a hundred Myriad Realms Coins. It is enough for a talented young man to build the foundation and five levels, establish life, Qi Zong, and concentrate on the resources of the four realms."

"but......"

Fatty Zhang smiled lightly and said, "You and I are destined to meet each other, so I will sell it to you at the price of ten Myriad World Coins, or equivalent treasures and resources."

"Ten Wanjie coins are not expensive, but..."

Meng Qi glanced at the profiteer with a half-smile but not a smile:

"How did I hear that the Myriad Realms Symbol can be obtained for free?"

"Uh... get it for free, and you must have a holy level of cultivation, you... hiccup!"

Fatty Zhang was trying to hide it when he saw the Universal Knowledge Talisman in Meng Qi's palm, and his face turned red.

"Of course, the Universal Symbol can be obtained for free. The Manifestation is the normal version, and the simple version is available to everyone."

Meng Qi stood up, patted the non-existent soil on his clothes, and said lightly:

"Or, do you think I've never been out of the city?"

"...Little brother, no, brother, you misunderstood..."

Fatty Zhang was embarrassed.

"Although I don't buy the Myriad Realm Token, it's okay to give you ten Myriad Realms Coins."

Meng Qi pointed to the distance:

"As long as you send me to Bashan City..."

If you haven't adapted to the suppression in this world, and you have walked hundreds of thousands of miles, that's terrible.

"Huh?! I'm a wandering businessman, not a footman, a bearer..."

"One million coins."

"Are you humiliating me?"

"one thousand......."

"Come on! It's on me!"

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