Supreme God King

The future heaven is full of clouds and mountains.

On a cliff, full of colorful wildflowers, surrounded a jade pavilion in which a woman stood.

This woman looked quite young, she looked like a girl. She was seven feet tall and very slender. She was standing full and full in a pink and white dress.

But no matter how you look at it, she is not a girl.

Standing with his hands behind his back, standing naturally, it gave people a great sense of oppression.

At the same time, the woman's eyelids are slightly drooping and her eyes are condensed, which contains a powerful aura.

She quietly looked at the foot of Manyun Mountain.

Many towers overlap each other, relying on certain formations to connect to each other, and they are too dense to see the original appearance of these towers.

Many gods are shuttled among them.

At this time, there were footsteps.

It was Xuanyuan Aohan and several young **** kings.

In the past 100,000 years, Wang Haicheng, the highest school, known as the teacher of kings, has shown less and less face. The second-ranked Xuanyuan Aohan is responsible for various affairs of the highest school. Everyone knows that he will become the highest in many years. The leader of the school, and more years later, he will be called the "master of kings".

Xuanyuan Aohan came behind the woman and bowed his hands in salute, very respectful.

The woman did not turn her head, and said lightly: "Wang Lao hasn't shown up for a long time."

Xuanyuan Aohan stood upright and said with a light smile: "Wang Lao knows that Madam will definitely intervene. For these 100,000 years, Wang Lao has been living in seclusion. Many people think that Wang Lao is really old. There are even sayings that he has already seen it. At the end of life."

"Since you laughed, you must not be anymore." The woman turned around, expressionless: "I thought so at first."

"Elder Wang participated in the re-engraving plan." Xuanyuan Aohan had already clarified everything.

The woman nodded: "The Metaverse Bow has already completed 90%, and it is still a few steps away."

Xuanyuan Aohan said: "For these last few steps, you still need your wife to sit down."

"I'm just a lady in name." The woman said lightly, and she seemed a little sad in her words.

Xuanyuan Aohan said solemnly, "But it's also a wife."

The woman is one of the founders of the heavenly court in the future, the first secretary-general of the world conventions, and a **** king of the Nine Tribulations with a position in the creation temple.

Known as Datianyue.

Nangong Jingyu.

She has lived in seclusion for many years. She has never asked about world affairs, and has also given up her post. However, she will still be the honorary chief of the heavenly palace in the future. At the same time, she will also be the "Meng Family Patriarch" recognized by the heavenly court and the world conferences in the future.

But as she herself said, she never admitted that she was the head of the Meng family.

Accompanied by Xuanyuan Aohan, she walked down Manyun Mountain step by step and headed towards the big formation.

When arriving at a detour on the top of a hill, Nangong Jingyu saw a woman in a linen shirt.

Meng Niuniu.

The two looked at each other for a moment, Meng Niuniu said, "Madam."

Nangong Jingyu thoughtfully, with a playful expression, finally smiled and nodded: "Niuniu, we haven't seen each other for a long time."

"It's been a long time." Meng Niuniu smiled.

Then the two walked side by side and walked down the mountain.

On a cliff, several **** kings were talking, two men and one woman, sometimes laughing.

When Nangong Jingyu, Meng Niuniu, Xuanyuan Aohan and the others approached, these young **** kings quickly turned around and fell on one knee: "Madam, ancestor."

Nangong Jingyu looked at the young **** king headed by him, and said, "I haven't seen you for more than ten years. I have matured a lot."

Meng Xiannian stood up and said, "Madam, I haven't visited in these years, please don't blame it."

Nangong Jingyu patted Meng Xiannian's forehead and continued to walk forward.

"Every time I see Xiannian, I think of your grandfather." Nangong Jingyu whispered, seeming a little emotional.

Meng Niuniu was silent and did not speak.

"I haven't seen the other two." Nangong Jingyu looked back at Meng Xiannian.

The man said: "Madam, I am Brother Nian's cousin, Meng Zhisui."

Meng Niuniu introduced: "Zhi Sui is a descendant of my fifth child. As for this little girl, Meng Jiaoyu is also a descendant of my fifth child."

The woman nodded shyly.

Nangong Jingyu smiled kindly.

The group of people walked all the way to the foot of Manyun Mountain and came before the big formation.

Here, there are many **** kings who are busy.

When this group of people arrived, some **** kings, men and women, about a dozen people walked out of them, giving salutes one after another, calling them "Mrs." and "Ancestors."

Madam, naturally I call Nangong Jingyu, ancestor, and Meng Niuniu.

They are all descendants of Meng Niuniu, there are eighth, ninth, tenth, and even an eleventh-generation child, who is only a few thousand years old, but is already the King of Five Tribulations.

For the others, there are six, seven, eight, and one nine.

There are some Nangong Jingyu that I know, such as the Nine Tribulations God King, Meng Xiannian’s uncle, who will hold important positions in the Heavenly Court Heavenly Dao Divine Mansion in the future. Among the Meng family in the future Heavenly Court, this Nine Tribulations God King is considered an elder. , So the status is not low.

But even this Nine Tribulations God King, when he sees Meng Niuniu, he must call his ancestor, because he is the descendant of a grandson of Meng Niuniu.

"The Meng family is really talented." Nangong Jingyu sighed suddenly, then looked at Meng Xiannian. "For example, today the Overlord of the Peak, the God King of Ten Tribulations, are all over 40 million years old. Only you are the youngest."

Meng Xiannian smiled and said, "Ashamed. In addition to our talents, we have been blessed by the laws of heaven, the true meaning of the Four Thousand Great Dao, and the entire universe. There are so many advantages, how dare you compare with the predecessors."

"Oh, so humble, unlike you." Nangong Jingyu smiled.

The other Meng family laughed.

Meng Niuniu slowly looked at Meng Xiannian: "So, have you been crazy about these years?"

Meng Xiannian was shocked, waved his hand quickly, and cried and said to Nangong Jingyu: "Madam, don't hurt me, I'm still a child."

Everyone is joking, so unhappy.

Xuanyuan Aohan took a few steps forward and smiled and said, "Thirteen thousand years ago, the Metaverse Bow was built, but it only has a shape and no soul. The various institutions of the World Congress, especially the highest institutions, plus the future. The guardians of the heavenly palaces and the source of the heavens have spent nine thousand years injecting the soul into the Yuanjie bow."

Meng Niuniu puzzled: "What is this soul?"

"All the invisible powers of the God King universe." Xuanyuan Aohan said, and looked at Meng Xiannian: "Xiannian, there are many Meng family children who also participated in the whole process."

Meng Xiannian nodded: "The spirit of the universe, the laws, the core of the true meaning of the gods, the imprint, the monument of immortality, the aspirations of sentient beings in the torrent of the soul, the strength of the vows of the heavens in the future, the great humanity, the merits of the Buddha world, The dragon’s breath of the dragon world, the devil’s demon aura of the demon world, the vitality of all things and all things, and so on, all the intangible but existing power in the world, all injected into the metaworld bow, merged and integrated into one, like The blood circulates in the formation, and then through the careful and meticulous weaving of millions of gods, it turns into a network. Every node and every part has been calibrated hundreds or thousands of times. This is the soul, of course. Just a metaphor."

Xuanyuan Aohan said again: "Four thousand years ago, the thirty-five peak hegemons under the world, that is, the King of Ten Tribulations, reorganized the network, and at the same time sat in various formations to consolidate the big formation."

"Thirty-five?" Meng Niuniu was startled: "There are already thirty-five gods of ten calamities in the world?"

"Not bad." Xuanyuan Aohan said: "In the past one hundred thousand years, the God King Universe has ushered in the third major explosion. The number of God Kings has increased sharply. Any previous prosperous explosion era is comparable to the past one hundred thousand years The ratio is not worth mentioning, but the universe of the **** kings has reached its limit, the number of **** kings has also been saturated, and the quantity has changed into a qualitative change. Many **** kings who have reached the peak of the Nine Tribulations but have been unable to break through have broken through successively."

Xuanyuan Aohan said, pointing to a place in the big formation. "There is an array of eyes. Now the creation of the Metaverse Bow is only the last step. The establishment of blood connection requires all the Meng family members to stand in each array of the Metaverse Bow. Here is the head of the Metaverse Bow. , The most important thing. In addition, there are tens of thousands of Meng family members scattered throughout the Metaverse Bow, all the way to the Artisan Empire. This is the final finishing touch of the Metaverse Bow."