Supreme God King

The place where the sand sea meets the green space.

More than 8,000 poets and gods were buried by the wind and sand, some were half exposed, and some disappeared.

Some were dead, some just lost their strength and passed out.

There are not many poets and gods still standing, only thirty are left.

Zhou Yi didn't make a move from beginning to end, and the remaining thirty **** kings stood behind him.

Before and after, only half an hour passed.

Meng Fan slowly landed in front of the last remaining king, the wings of darkness and light disappeared.

Zhou Yi squinted his eyes and said the first sentence after the battle began: "We have been speculating on what level the Lord Heaven has reached. Sure enough, Lord Heaven and the Demon Emperor said half an hour to destroy his orthodoxy, not a sentence Jokingly, Lord Heaven has been merciful in this battle."

"All creations in this world are beautiful, let one point benefit the world, I don't do it, take one point and harm the world, I don't want to do it either."

"Therefore, of the more than 8,000 poets, only 2,200 were obliterated by Lord Heaven."

"I wanted to save all my lives, but 8,000 **** kings swarmed up, more than 900 **** kings of the five calamities, and 30 **** kings of the six calamities. It is not easy to retract and release freely. There will always be deaths and injuries."

"Even if it is an enemy, can you get mercy in the presence of Lord Heaven?"

"I have no enemies."

Zhou Yi took a deep breath: "The realm of the Lord of Heaven, whether it is the physical realm or the spiritual realm, has surpassed all the gods in ancient times. It is a pity that the realm of the gods of the world can only be divided up to nine calamities, and it is difficult to give the adult's realm. Orientation, the realm of an adult has surpassed the Nine Tribulations, and he is indeed a veritable king of the universe, a great universe, whether it is the brutal killing of demons and ghosts, or humans, Buddhas, gods, and demon, they are treated equally in the eyes of adults. Adults have no enemies, so There is no stand, and it can hold everything. This is the true king of the universe."

Meng Fan said indifferently: "I still have my position. The Heavenly Court will be my position in the future. It's just that I am today, and my mentality is indeed no longer suitable for being the leader of a world. Mr. Zhou, I don't want to kill again, the entrance of poet civilization. I always know that if you don’t want to tell me so easily, then I will continue to shoot, but no longer promise to keep alive. I know your methods, and I can see that these eight thousand poets and gods indeed ignore life and death and firmly believe You can be resurrected after death, but in front of me, you can't do it. It is very easy for me to let thousands of poets go to death."

"Sir Uranus pays attention to essence, and we pursue the Taoist, pay attention to meaning, meaning can be given or deprived, so we are immortal, since we firmly believe in immortality, naturally we will not fear death. I will not tell Lord Uranus that the poet is civilized Where is the entrance, adults need to find it by themselves, but the battle will not happen again.

There are three classes of poets. The long resignation class that was wiped out by adults alone is the one with the largest number. The other two classes add up to no more than five thousand **** kings. Compared with the many civilizations in this world, the number of **** kings in poet civilization is the least, we We just serve the Taoist Lord, and don't want to dominate or fight, and we are not good at fighting. "

Zhou Yi arched his hands and said, "Send Lord Tianwang."

Meng Fan glanced at Zhou Yi silently, and turned to face the Ninth Empire of the Elves. He moved his feet and disappeared. The traces of his movement could be vaguely seen. The place he passed was like a huge sickle, cutting the entire earth. Split into two halves, forming a rift valley tens of feet wide.

Meng Fan quickly passed through the periphery of the Ninth Empire, through the lush forest, and came to the capital.

There is a huge ancient tree in the capital, like the giant tree of the ancestor era. Rows of walls made of black ice bricks surround the giant tree, and many elves enter and exit it. This giant tree is the entire city.

Meng Fan could feel that there was spiritual power moving around in this giant tree. A lot of information and knowledge were in it. Along the way, in the jungle that Meng Fan passed through, there were some trees that contained spiritual power. These trees could be like animals. Thinking like little beasts can also transmit thoughts and communicate with each other through roots and branches. Elves can also immerse their souls in these trees and communicate with the entire empire. It can be said to be quite magical, in a sense In other words, the huge spiritual network formed by these trees is similar to the spiritual torrent of the heavenly court in the future.

In this huge spiritual network, there are also very complex and profound memories, knowledge, and philosophy.

These memories, knowledge, and philosophies are all passed from the poet’s civilization and formed by precipitation, making the elven empire act as a substitute for the poet’s knowledge storage. This giant tree in the capital city, inhabited by millions of creatures, is the whole The center of the spiritual network.

Meng Fan stepped into the air.

Looking at the giant tree that resembles the canopy of a continent, his body shook and turned into a sharp white giant axe hundreds of feet long, which naturally fell from the air.

The capital of the Ninth Empire was shaking violently.

All the elves raised their heads in surprise, and saw that the giant tree they regarded as their hometown and ancestor was divided into two by a giant axe, and cut in half!

The giant tree can inhabit millions of elves. It was cut open at once. It was simply a scene of the sky and the earth. It was too terrifying. It made these elves stunned and fled in panic. , Was torn to pieces by the sharp axe.

Meng Fan didn't want to kill the innocent.

But when he rolled the world, the life and death of ants, he still couldn't care about it.

The great axe cuts to the depths of the earth, to the roots of the giant tree.

Then, the giant axe metamorphosed again, torn apart, and turned into countless flesh and blood. These flesh and blood turned into the appearance of an earthworm, wriggling underground and connected to the roots.

The huge tree that had been cut apart only turned into two halves, dumped on both sides, still lush.

But within a few blinks, the nutrients of the giant tree were absorbed by Meng Fan, the leaves withered and fell off, and the trunk began to shrink.

The vast knowledge was incorporated into Meng Fan's body.

The knowledge of the poet's civilization stored here is nothing but a fur in comparison to the entire poet's civilization, but it still opens Meng Fan's eyes.

In this world, the place with the most reserves of knowledge is the mastermind of the infinite field, but the knowledge is too messy and superficial. It is composed of numbers. The King of Light Brain can only analyze numbers, but cannot understand philosophy and science. Normal thinking.

Although the knowledge of the poet’s civilization is not as diverse as the knowledge of the infinite field, it also exceeds the knowledge that the heavens reserve in the future. Moreover, the knowledge here is just the opposite of the infinite field. There are no numbers and no specific things are recorded. Almost all Philosophy is the analysis and understanding of the entire world.

One is shallow, one is deep.

One is vast and one is incisive.