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A small battlefield with more than a dozen people can be seen everywhere in the secret realm, and it can't cause any waves.

But no one could have imagined that in this small corner, there were as many as nine saints and goddesses who fell.

"Bao'er girl, are you okay?"

A sword light cut through the void and came across billions of miles. The light dissipated, and Wang Quan, who was slightly weak, stepped out.

"I'm fine."

Wang Bao'er shook her head gently. Seeing Wang Quan's return, she was sure in her heart that Cangming had indeed been killed.

"Who is this?"

Wang Quan narrowed his eyes and looked at Yan Xing with some fear. A moment ago, he had sensed an abnormal and terrible fluctuation in this place, which caused Jian Xin to keep warning and conveyed a sense of heart.

"I am Yan Xing, meet fellow Daoist Wang Quan."

Yan Xing bowed slightly, and seeing Wang Bao'er's face showing difficulty, he took the initiative to reveal his identity. There was no need to continue to hide it from his own people.

"You are Yan Xing!?"

That's it.

Wang Quan was startled at first, then he realized that it made sense that this monster could have produced the terrifying aura just now, although it was still shocking.

"What are your plans next?"

"Of course, we're going to the ancient temple. All the monks from the holy land are gathered together, so we can just catch them all and put an end to this farce."

Yan Xing looked confident, and his words made Wang Quan secretly smack his lips. He had just fought with Cang Ming, but he had seen the extraordinaryness of the holy land, and he fought hard and used all his means to kill him.

There were definitely a lot of Tongtian Realm monks gathered in the ancient temple, and he could barely fight against two of them, and this was still the case of saving his life. Yan Xing opened his mouth and wanted to catch them all, which was really a bit overbearing.

"Ahem, let's not talk about this for now. I think we should take a long-term view and go and see the situation first. If they fight each other for the treasure, we can plot something."

"Well, that's fine."

Yan Xing shrugged his shoulders, looking indifferent, and didn't want to explain more. After Wang Quan saw him killing people, he would naturally understand that he was very humble and low-key.

Wang Quan waved his hand to take out the treasure boat, carrying the two of them, and rushed to the ancient temple in the center of the secret realm.

...

In a bedroom in the treasure boat palace, Yan Xing sat cross-legged with his eyes closed.

He was calming down, but he didn't practice, but sank his mind into the hell dimension.

"How could this happen?"

Yan Xing's mind energy body looked at the magical scene in the distance, and his face showed a look of surprise.

The place where he is now is not the original plane of hell, nor the second layer of the sea of ​​blood plane, but the third layer that has not yet been completely born and is between the second layer and the third layer.

The gray fog is pervasive, but it can't block his sight.

It was seen that the small universe, which was originally just hanging outside the hell dimension, seemed to be attracted by the third plane that was about to be born, and strangely began to penetrate the dimensional barrier and slowly slid into the hell dimension.

When his small universe clone noticed something strange, he immediately came to observe. In this short period of time, it had already fallen into a small half.

There were naturally reasons why the small universe was not placed in the hell dimension at the beginning. It was fundamentally for the two not to affect each other's development. …. You know, whether it is the small universe or the hell dimension, their growth requires a lot of material energy.

Because the hell dimension is a natural ability, its growth method is slightly different. It grows in a strange way according to Yan Xing's strength improvement, and it does not rely much on the outside world.

But the small universe is different. It wants to devour a large amount of external matter and energy particles. Putting it in the hell dimension will plunder the power of hell.

Hanging outside, it devours the material energy in the turbulence of time and space, although doing so is not safe for the small universe.

The Hell Dimension exists in Yan Xing's left eye, and it is almost impossible for outsiders to harm it. However, the small universe that exists in the space-time turbulence is much less safe. As long as it can step into the space-time turbulence, it can be easily destroyed.

"This may be a good change."

Yan Xing hesitated for a moment and did not choose to stop it. Rather than saying that the small universe is sliding into the Hell Dimension, it is better to say that the Hell Dimension is actively swallowing the small universe, as if it is instinct.

The third plane is at the critical point of being born, and Yan Xing's original body is swallowing a large amount of faith power every moment. The faith contributed by hundreds of millions of believers is equivalent to him swallowing tens of thousands of top-grade spirit stones every second.

His strength is getting stronger at a speed visible to the naked eye, every breath.

Although he has not swallowed new laws for a long time, the five great divine treasures are like five bottomless pits, and they can swallow up any amount of spiritual energy.

In addition, after breaking through the Wanxiang Realm, not only the law field has integrated the power of consciousness, but even the laws engraved on the spiritual orifices and particles have also integrated consciousness. This led to the overall transition of life, and the spiritual orifices and flesh particles completed a transformation, which could accommodate more spiritual energy.

Yan Xing now still has a lot of room for improvement in strength, and he doesn't have to worry about it for at least the next ten years.

It is also because of the continuous improvement of his cultivation that his talent has continued to become stronger, and the third plane of the hell dimension has finally been conceived.

Rumble--

From the depths of the gray fog, there was a loud noise like the creation of the world. The next moment, the turbid air sank, the clear air floated up, and a boundless continent slowly appeared.

At this time, the small universe was also swallowed up, suspended above the sky, and enveloped by many rich clear air.

As if...

Assimilation? !

Yan Xing was stunned. Combining the perception of the microcosm clone and his control over the hell dimension, he finally noticed the changes happening in the microcosm.

"Good! This is great!"

Yan Xing was surprised and clasped his hands together, excited.

The birth of the plane was stable and lasted for a moment, and finally everything was finalized.

Yan Xing felt something in his heart and gained complete control of the third plane. With a thought, he finally understood what happened.

The third plane of hell, it is a bit inappropriate to describe it as "hell". Here, there are beautiful mountains and clear waters, shady trees, and a full range of laws. It is completely a livable continental world with a round earth and a square sky. ….There are pros and cons. In exchange for a livable world, it is at the cost of sacrificing a powerful force.

The first layer of the original plane has "Hell Fire", and the second layer of the blood sea plane has "Tai E Yin Qi", both of which are extremely powerful magical powers. The third layer of the plane has nothing except beautiful mountains and clear waters and abundant spiritual energy.

"The small universe has become the sun and the moon?"

Yan Xing looked up at the small universe in the sky, with a look of surprise on his face, secretly marveling at the mystery of the creation of heaven and earth.

Looking up at the small universe from the ground, it is only the size of a disk, no different from the sun and the moon.

The greatness of the universe lies in its inner rather than its outer world. This is the reason why a grain of sand is a world. If Yan Xing is willing, no matter how big the small universe grows, its external form and size can remain unchanged.

After the small universe merged with the pure air of the plane, a strange change occurred. One side of it was as hot as the sun, continuously releasing light and heat radiation, illuminating the earth.

The small universe slowly turned, revealing the other side of the cold, and became a bright moon again.

The rotation of the sun and the moon allowed the third plane to have the alternation of day and night, which was more in line with the operation of heaven and earth.

The most important thing is that after the small universe was assimilated by the third plane, it also had the same characteristics as the hell dimension, and could grow with the improvement of Yan Xing's strength. In addition, it could also devour the material energy of the outside world, which was equivalent to having an additional growth path.

Moreover, hidden in the hell dimension, the security issues that Yan Xing had been worried about before were also solved.

"Not bad, not bad. From now on, the third-level plane world will be called the Supreme Holy Land of the Evolution Alliance."

"When believers are promoted to fanatics and holy spirits, they can obtain the qualifications to enter the divine world. The microcosm is the training base for basic believers."

"And the best thing!"

Yan Xing concentrated his perception and carefully understood the authority characteristics transmitted from the new world. He sensed the same thing as the blood sea plane, that is, this continent world can also accept soul particles and breed living beings.

"The species are flourishing. Although they are not as extreme as the Tai'e tribe, the creatures born in this world also have the talent to become holy spirits."

"My rear base is finally formed. I only need to kill and collect soul particles. I don't have to worry about spiritual energy in the future..."

Yan Xing murmured in a low voice, with a look of longing in his eyes, and his body twisted and disappeared.

For him, there are two keys to the way of faith. One is a large population, and the second is talent.

Faith is poisonous. This is why such a convenient road is despised by many supreme beings.

They don't have this kind of heaven-defying ability to perfectly transform the power of faith into pure energy, and even the entangled cause and effect wishes can be completely wiped out. It is like pulling a wolf out of nothing. This is Yan Xing's absolute advantage, which allows him to unscrupulously use the power of faith to improve himself.

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Rest——

The black and green treasure boat is escaping at a high speed in the void, and finally arrives at the area where the ancient temple is located.

Ba! Mi! Hum!

The golden Buddha light enveloped the sky and the earth. As soon as the treasure boat escaped into it, it seemed to be stuck in a quagmire and could not move forward. The sound of Buddha and Sanskrit emerged, pressing the treasure boat into the void and smashing it hard on the ground.

"Forbidden air area?"

Wang Quan, Yan Xing and the other two stepped out of the treasure boat, looked around, felt the stagnation on their bodies, and surprised expressions appeared on their faces.

"This Buddha light is so strange!"

In the area covered by the Buddha light, their strength was greatly suppressed and weakened, and they could only exert 60% to 70% of their full strength.

The Buddha light is emitted by the shadow of the Buddha that covers the sky and the sun. The higher you go, the thicker and richer the Buddha light becomes.

If you want to step into the void, this suppression will become even stronger until you are reduced to a vulnerable mortal.

Yan Xing's mouth corners slightly raised, and he almost laughed out loud.

He naturally noticed the strange suppression in the Buddha light, and also clearly sensed that Wang Quan and Wang Baoer's aura suddenly dropped a lot.

But he himself didn't feel anything.

The talent took effect, and the Buddha light suppression had no effect on him.

It seems that this time, he can't help but kill. .

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