Ten Thousand Realms Arena: Desolate Emperor Vs. Ye Hei At The Start!

All the heavens and myriad worlds trembled.

Journey to the world.

On the way to learn from the scriptures.

Tang Seng clasped his hands together and whispered silently: "Pangu created the world, even though he is dead, he is still alive, can he forget it?"

"In the heart of eternal life!" Sun Wukong and others solemnly said.

"Who else remembers that the Suiren clan lit up the way forward for the human race?

"We remember!"

Thousands of monks, roaring rivers and mountains, asking and answering themselves, with blood and tears on their faces, rushed forward.

"How can we forget that Shennong tasted all kinds of herbs and buried his bones in a foreign land?"

"Never forget!"

"Does anyone know that Nuwa wept blood to mend the sky, and continued my human race with the essence of flesh and blood.

"We know!"

On the small journey of learning scriptures, I was unconsciously moved.

arena.

Xiao Chen, who came from the Realm of Longevity, stared at the exciting scene in front of him.

Can't help but sigh: "The broken giant mountain is the backbone of the heaven and the earth. The dry and hard yellow mud is the blood of the earth. The mountain of bones is the sorrow of the ancestors. After thousands of years, the harp and the harp. The silk and bamboo are melodious. Praise the holy Dao Yongchang."

"Who else remembers? The Suiren clan lighted the way forward for the human race."

"How can we forget that Shennong tasted all kinds of herbs and buried his bones in a foreign land."

"Do you know that Nuwa wept blood to mend the sky, and with the essence of flesh and blood, my human race can continue to prosper.

"Songs of joy in the prosperous age, the avenue is on the top, and the first magic song will bury the achievements of the ancestors for thousands of years."

"All living beings are like ants, the avenue is ahead, and harmony is always 27 singing, without mentioning Yan and Huang."

"Inexplicably heartbroken. The magnificent palace, the majestic giant palace, the false gods are in front of you. The ancestors are desolate, the small tablets have long been forgotten, and there is nowhere to put the half-foot god. Do you remember that there is a name called Yanhuang? "

Xiao Huo glanced at Xiao Chen who was in the audience, and his face changed: "Brother, are you also from Blue Star?"

Before Xiao Chen could answer, Emperor Ye Tian patted Xiao Huo on the shoulder: "In these days, who is not a time traveler?"

A large gathering of traversers watched the scene on stage solemnly.

That is a myth that belongs to Blue Star, and it is an oriental myth.

Now they are fortunate to be able to see this wonderful scene.

"You said, what happened to our time traveler?" Xiao Huo asked for no reason.

"God knows." Emperor Ye Tian shook his head.

But Xiao Huo didn't intend to reveal the past, if possible, he must find out the truth.

What is the secret of the Blue Star Traverser!?

field.

"Boom!"

The Chaos Divine Thunder that erupted from the avenue was even bigger.

A prehistoric world is very different from a multiverse.

Where will there be no catastrophe.

The current multiverse is just a prototype.

The three thousand demon gods violated Dao's orders and were destined to be targeted.

It's just that in the multiverse created by the three thousand demon gods, a cosmic catastrophe broke out.

The world marches towards the multiverse, and new catastrophes will arise.

The three disasters of the universe.

Wind, water, fire.

The so-called wind disasters are a series of demon gods created by the collision of laws and avenues under the extreme expansion of the original radiation of the universe.

These demon gods will destroy the world and will attack the new multiverse.

Moreover, these demon gods are extremely difficult to kill. They are not born from chaos, but demon gods that only exist among conceptual demon gods. They are the product of the collision of laws and avenues.

The derivation of these concept demon gods, the exclusive catastrophe belonging to the wind came into being.

I saw that the multiverse created by Pan Gu and the other demon gods was inflated like a balloon.

The crystalline walls of the universe have been thinned by rapid expansion.

Pan Gu said inwardly that he was not good, and if this continues, the world they created will be over.

"The catastrophe of the newborn?"

"cut!"

Pan Gu didn't hesitate, and directly killed these conceptual demon gods.

"What should I do?" Destiny said with a sad face.

They were ecstatic just now, happy that they did not fall and found a glimmer of life.

But this new catastrophe happened unexpectedly.

It was a catastrophe beyond their imagination.

Those concept demon gods don't seem to be weak.

"What else can we do? The only thing we can do is fight to the end! Don't forget that on the basis of Pangu's derivative world, we will open up the world and evolve the three thousand realms."

"If Pan Gu's world is destroyed, the world we created will cease to exist, the world will return to ruins, everything will cease to exist, and return to the time when there is no beginning and no end.

He raised his eyebrows and looked at the sudden catastrophe with a solemn face.

"I can't help it, do it!"

next second.

The laws of the three thousand demon gods exploded directly, and all kinds of methods for the evolution of laws appeared.

"The Tempest of Time."

"Space cutting."

"Fate roulette.

"Fight against heaven and earth!"

A slight sound that shook the universe resounded through the chaotic world.

"kill!"

"kill!!"

"kill!!!"

The storm broke out.

Floods and fires also swept through.

Below, the protagonists gasped.

This catastrophe is still coming!

And what the hell is this time!?

Dao, the three thousand demon gods won't help you, the concept demon god has come out?

This is too shameless.

"It's over, it's over, I thought it was safe, who knew that there would be disasters when the world is promoted to the multiverse!"

Hearing this, Gu Tianzun's expression changed.

This scene seems to be very familiar.

He projected the heavens and had seen similar catastrophes, so he naturally understood the reason behind it.

"The coexistence of destruction and new life is a catastrophe, but it is also an opportunity."

"The Lord of the Great Dao will not allow the multiverse to form like this, otherwise, wouldn't anyone be able to create a multiverse after learning from Pangu's creation?"

"If you want to be successful, you must accept the test."

"If Pangu can successfully survive the three disasters of wind, fire and water, the multiverse they are in will definitely be favored by the luck of the universe, and great luck will be added invisibly."

"At that time, not only Pangu who is in the Dao realm can save hundreds of millions of years of hard work, but the best among them will definitely be able to use this to break through the realm, so that the Dao is hopeful!"

Hearing this, everyone froze at the scene like that sculpture.

The promotion of the emotional universe is not only a disaster, but also a great opportunity that is rarely seen in trillions of years.

"call!"

An indescribable cosmic storm formed in the Chaos Realm.

This kind of storm is hundreds of millions of times more terrifying than the wind disasters in the world.

The storm swept across the endless area, harassing the universe that Pangu evolved, and it was expanding rapidly all the time.

Conceptual demon gods, like evil beasts bred by chaos, constantly collided with the avenue of law.

In the countless storms, pairs of scarlet hot eyes lit up.

Their eyes are incomparably huge, even bigger than the world, cold and ruthless!

"Roar! Roar! Roar!"

A roar resounded through the universe, and the sound of the roar shattered the supreme sky in the multiverse.

This wind has been blowing, blowing across the multiverse, 677 to the very edge of the chaotic realm!

The concept demon gods are huge and unfathomable, and their bodies are like the bodies of three thousand demon gods.

The strong wind blows and blows, and it goes round and round, as if there is no end to it!

The sound of the endless storm blowing, one after another of the huge roar.

Let the wait-and-see all be terrified.

The timid can no longer lift the hearts of the viewers, and even the mentally strong legs have softened.

"Behead a statue, but the storm doesn't stop, so these conceptual demon gods won't stop?"

Pangu has now broken the Great Dao Realm, but he has just stepped into it and is still unstable.

Now that this ax has come down, although many conceptual demon gods have been killed, the new demon gods are still being continuously derived.

At this moment, the three thousand demon gods glanced at each other, knowing that this was doom.

What has to be boiled is time.

If the Dao exists, these catastrophes will exist. Only when they survive the disaster will they be considered successful.

It has to be said that Dao Manifestation is different.

With three thousand demon gods, which one of them has not cultivated for billions of trillions of years?

They have cultivated for so long to reach this state, but what about these conceptual demon gods?

Casually, with their current cultivation base, they are very unfair.

Time passed by every minute and every second.

The sound of the storm finally died down.

"It's coming soon, we're going to survive this disaster." Shi Chen's eyes widened, and a gleam of joy flashed in his eyes.

And as the storm passed, it was faintly visible that the multiverse was actually evolving and promoted.

The worlds are constantly growing, and the universe is also undergoing great changes.

With the advancement of the world and the growth of the world, their cultivation has improved unconsciously.

At this time, Pangu's eyes flashed with joy: "It turns out that this is a calamity, and it is also a gift!"