The Strongest Mythical Emperor

Jixiang also covered his chest and asked with a look of fear: "Just now it seemed like something wanted to eat us, so scary..." Tianyun did not respond, he was also scared. He had never felt such fear before. It seemed that something was approaching them in the dark, trying to devour them. "Should we talk to the Emperor of Heaven?" Jixiang asked. In his eyes, the Emperor of Heaven was omnipotent and might be able to solve their doubts. Tianyun shook his head and said, "Don't bother him about this kind of thing. We have to rely on ourselves." After thinking about it, he controlled the flying island to move forward. Jixiang looked around, his face full of vigilance, fearing that an enemy would suddenly jump out. ... Void Zone. The first evil transformed into his original body, still with that hideous and terrifying face, hating everything. He stretched out his hand like a ghost claw, as if he was about to touch something, but not long after he stretched it out, he retracted it as if he was electrocuted. This made him even more irritable, and he stretched out his hand again and again, not afraid of pain. "Stop!" Just then, a voice came. It was the Emperor of Heaven, the Emperor of Heaven from the highest realm of gods, and also the clone of Qin Jun.

He stared at Shi E expressionlessly and said, "Are you conscious?"

Shi E gnashed his teeth and looked at him, but did not answer, as if he did not understand, and began to approach the Emperor of Heaven.

Seeing this, the Emperor of Heaven frowned.

It would be very bad if such a powerful Shi E had no consciousness, which was equivalent to having no weaknesses.

He raised his palm and slapped Shi E, and the supreme divine power turned into a giant hand, grabbing it like an ant in the sea.

However, Shi E shook his whole body and shook his giant hand apart.

The face of the Emperor of Heaven changed drastically, and he was ready to escape immediately.

At this moment, Shi E suddenly appeared in front of him, stretched out his hand to grab his arm, and with a puff, his arm was removed. Fortunately, he was fast enough and quickly returned to the source space.

He came to the source realm between the source plane and the highest realm of gods, looking ahead, his face was ugly.

There was nothing in front of him, only darkness, but his eyes could cross the source space and capture Shi E.

Shi'e was screaming at him silently, and that face was as if he wanted to tear him apart.

The Emperor of Heaven had no choice but to leave.

His communication with Shi'e failed again!

...

In the Emperor of Heaven's Palace.

Qin Jun didn't know that the Emperor of Heaven and Shi'e had collided again. Only the source plane was within his field of vision, and he couldn't see the source realm leading to the highest realm of God.

He was practicing the Wansheng Creation Art, and various figures kept appearing in the palace. They were all the creatures that Qin Jun had met in his life, appearing alternately, with different expressions and emotions.

Wansheng Creation Art, practicing this art is to create continuously.

He wanted to create his own experience and create it into tangible memory.

Immediately, he opened his eyes, and two rows of white crystal pillars appeared in the palace, standing opposite each other, extending to the gate of the palace.

Those phantoms flew towards the white crystal pillars, drilled into the pillars, and turned into strange lines, imprinted on the surface of the white crystal pillars.

Because his memory was too huge, for a while, the palace was brightly lit, and it was extremely magical.

Seeing this, Qin Jun closed his eyes again.

He raised his right hand and slapped forward seven times in succession. The supreme divine power turned into a palm print and stayed in the air.

It was the Great Zhoutian Palm!

One palm shattered the mountain, two palms subdued the sea, three palms broke the sky, four palms struck the stars, five palms moved the sun, six palms Yin and Yang, seven palms reincarnation!

"This is the rule of magical power, given to the common people!"

Qin Jun muttered to himself, and as soon as the voice fell, the seven palm prints turned into seven beams of light and flew out of the Tiandi Palace.

The rules of magical power appeared in the world.

In an instant, all the creatures in Hongmeng felt their souls tremble or their chests were dull. Fortunately, this feeling was fleeting and did not attract the attention of all creatures.

Afterwards, Qin Jun created all the magical powers such as the Great Dao Shengtian Wheel and Dragon Qi into rules and threw them into Hongmeng.

After countless years, these magical power rules will be transformed into two, two into three, and three into countless, for all creatures to become stronger.

In the past, the rules created by the gods of creation were all for restraint, and even if they were used by creatures, they were forced to do so.

And all these magical powers are specially given to sentient beings as powerful rules.

It is equivalent to another kind of rule.

When the cultivation reaches a certain level, the rules can be used as weapons, but that is acquired, and the magical rules created by Qin Jun exist for fighting and competition!

He gave meaning to each magical rule to avoid disturbing the balance.

"All these things are for fighting."

Qin Jun said to himself, and every word he said was creation.

The Heavenly Emperor created the rules of fighting.

It will open the prelude to a new era!

The rules will not be limited to constraints!

Outside the Heavenly Emperor Palace.

Pangu, who was meditating in the void, suddenly opened his eyes with a look of astonishment. Following his gaze, he could see rainbow lights flying out of the Heavenly Emperor Palace and disappearing in the rolling source fog at the bottom of the Supreme God Realm.

"What is that... Why does it look a bit like the power of rules?"

Pangu said to himself curiously, is His Majesty creating rules?

He can also create rules.

But it is difficult for him to create rules for sentient beings. Even if he does, he cannot serve the entire Hongmeng.

Because this process will consume too much divine power.

Only the supreme divine power can create something out of nothing, and it is endless.

While Qin Jun was creating divine power, he also created divine power into divine power rules, which made his cultivation constantly improving.

Hongmeng's time was also slowly passing.

Hongmeng had passed about ten thousand years.

On this day, a roar echoed across all source planes.

Immediately afterwards, Dayan's roar sounded.

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

Countless living beings were fascinated by it. Fortunately, Dayan did not target any living beings, otherwise the sound alone could kill countless living beings.

The source territory near the first source plane.

Dayan's face was extremely gloomy, and his face even became ferocious.

Feeling his strength fading rapidly, he was shocked and angry.

"Damn it...if I don't avenge this...I will be a creator god in vain!"

Dayan said through gritted teeth. At this moment, the First Source Master suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Creator God, what's wrong with you?"

The First Source Master asked in shock. He also noticed that Dayan's aura was rapidly weakening.

Dayan looked ugly and said: "The gods have deprived me of my power!"

As soon as these words came out, the expression of the First Source Master changed drastically.

Dayan raised his head and said bitterly: "You will regret it!"

Being thrown down from the highest divine realm by the gods made him extremely embarrassed.

The First Source Master hesitated and asked: "What are your plans in the future?"

Is a God of Creation still a God of Creation who has lost his power?

He could feel that Dayan would soon become inferior to him.

Dayan lowered his head, clenched his fists and said: "Rebuild! Fight back!"

Rebuild?

How long will it take to practice?

The First Source Master's eyes changed when he looked at Dayan.

A god who is not even recognized by the gods is probably not a good god, and he is not considered a creator god now.

Feeling his gaze, Dayan looked at him and shouted angrily: "What? Do you look down on me?"

While speaking, Dayan also stretched out his hand, intending to grab the First Source Master's neck.