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Chapter 1755 Panic of the Origin God Race

"What the hell is that?"

Qin Jun frowned and looked bad.

How powerful he is now, he can't keep up with the speed of the black shadow.

The other party absolutely surpasses the second level of the Supreme Origin Lord, which is even more outrageous.

The last trace of the breath of the Emperor also disappeared, leaving only Qin Jun silent in the endless void.

Soon, he withdrew his consciousness, returned to his body, opened his eyes, and murmured: "It seems that there are still many things hidden in endless empty space."

Perhaps this will be the opportunity of the Ji Emperor. If the mysterious black shadow wants to kill the Ji Emperor, he can take action directly. Of course, he may also want to use the Ji Emperor.

Qin Jun no longer thought about it, but focused on searching for the Shiyuan Divine Clan.

Anyway, he couldn't figure it out.

Three more hours passed, and the eighty million Heavenly Emperor clones did not stop and continued to fly forward.

At this moment, his cultivation level is very different from that of the Yuanchu period. Now, his speed is different from that of the past, and the range he has discovered is far beyond his previous life.

But I still can't see the endless empty end.

The eyes were full of pale color, without any matter or creatures.

"What's wrong, the Shiyuan God Clan cannot hide so far."

Qin Jun frowned and realized something was wrong.

Could it be that the endless emptiness is hidden in the dimensional space?

After thinking about it, he recalled the clone of the Heavenly Emperor and took a closer look on the way back.

"Emperor Tian, ​​if you want to come to find us, come here."

At this moment, Qin Jun's original voice heard an old voice, and his voice trembled slightly, as if he was very nervous.

Qin Jun opened his eyes and immediately flew in the direction where the sound came.

Even if the other party may set a trap, he still wants to break through. He cannot let Sun Wukong and Yang Jian suffer.

At the same time, all the 80 million Heavenly Emperor clones disappeared. This would consume his original divine power for a long time, and it would not be worth the loss.

Following the direction of the sound, Qin Jun did not find the whereabouts of the Shiyuan creatures, let alone the base of the Shiyuan gods.

After about half a stick of incense, a ball of origin appeared in front of him, turning into a figure, like a phantom, swaying and waving, as if it would break away at any time.

Looking at his face, he looked like a 70-year-old man, but his face was vicious and obviously not a good person.

Seeing Qin Jun rushing unstoppable, he quickly spoke, "Emperor of Heaven, I have something to say to you!"

Qin Jun stopped and asked, "Are my two subordinates safe?"

"They are just imprisoned by us, and there is no serious injury." The old man replied.

He paused and continued, "My name is Bei Mingfu, and he is the ancestor of the Shiyuan God Clan. I have something to tell you, it is related to Hongmeng and Shiyuan."

"What's the matter?" Qin Jun asked indifferently, as long as Sun Wukong and Yang Jian have nothing to do for the time being.

"There is a more terrifying force that is ready to move. There are always people from our Shiyuan God clan who have disappeared mysteriously in endless voids and no bones are seen. Thirteen thousand years ago, there was even a ancestor of the Shiyuan God clan who disappeared." Bei Mingfu began to speak, and a sense of fear appeared in his words.

The tribe members disappeared one after another. Will it be his turn one day?

Qin Jun narrowed his eyes, and he subconsciously thought of the mysterious black shadow that had captured Ji Emperor before.

"Just because of this, I have to wait to restrict the tribe members from leaving the tribe except for missions."

Bei Mingfu continued, and as he looked at Qin Jun's face showing impatient expression, he hurriedly said: "The mysterious power appeared again before. Didn't the Emperor of Heaven see it?"

"No matter what, we are at the same origin, and we should be consistent with the outside world."

The same origin?

Qin Jun raised his eyebrows and asked, "Do you mean there are other origins?"

"I don't know, we have always had such speculations. After all, everything should have a starting point. Where does the origin of the energy comes from?" Bei Mingfu hesitated. This was just a speculation, even he couldn't believe it.

Even if they are the supreme Shiyuan masters, they can't imagine what Shiyuan was before.

"Well, your guess is probably right, but I still have to settle the score!"

Qin Jun's aura suddenly became extremely dangerous, making Bei Mingfu widen his eyes.

As soon as the murderous aura came out, Bei Mingfu trembled all over and shouted in fear: "We can return your two subordinates to you. We hope to join forces with you and we will calculate the grudge in the future."

It was because the black shadow encountered by the Ji Emperor suddenly appeared, which led to their temporary change of plans and risking negotiations with Qin Jun.

Qin Jun was too lazy to listen anymore, so he quickly came to Beiming and leaned forward. Wuji Hongmeng robe was inspiring, with a domineering aura.

Bei Mingfu was shocked and angry. His cultivation reached the third level of the Supreme Master of the Origin. How powerful was that he naturally had his own arrogance and immediately waved his palm.

boom--

Bei Ming fell on Qin Jun's chest with a palm. Then, he was shaken away, his right arm was broken, scaring him torn apart.

"How is this kind of power..."

Bei Mingfu shouted in horror in his heart. Before he could stabilize his figure, Qin Jun appeared behind him. The Hongmeng Emperor Sword pierced his abdomen, causing his soul to tremble.

"If you want to kill me, you have to pay the price!"

Qin Jun sneered in Beiming's ears, and the cold wind with murderous intent condensed into his ears and penetrated into his heart.

Bei Mingfu's eyes burst out with strong light, and then it turned into a beam of light that broke away, and the light spots flew away and disappeared.

Qin Jun narrowed his eyes, his spiritual sense dispersed, tracking the signs of those light spots.

"I see!"

Qin Jun smiled strangely, he had already tracked the whereabouts of the Shiyuan God Clan.

...

In the place where the soul begins, countless light spots float here, both big and small, and there is no other substance except that.

Li Huahun and Fallen shuttled through it, looking around.

"Has found it?"

Fullow asked, there were too many soul stars here, and there were countless numbers, and even he was dazzled.

Li Huahun did not reply, his eyes moved quickly.

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared behind the two of them, silently making them unable to notice that it was Taiyi Chaos.

Li Huahun turned around inadvertently, almost scattered and immediately retreated, but unfortunately it was too late.

Taiyi Chaos waved his sleeves and rolled him into his sleeves. Li Huahun had no power to resist.

Degenerate subconsciously turned around, and when he saw Taiyi Chaos, his face changed drastically.

"Do you want to live?"

Taiyi Chaos stared at the depravity and asked, the terrifying murderous intent blocking the depravity, making him unable to move.

"think……"

In a trembling voice, he dared not resist in front of the Hongmeng god.

"Yeah, come with me."

Taiyi Huantun waved his sleeves again and swept away the fall, and he disappeared.

The place where the soul begins is sinking into silence, revealing loneliness and bleakness.

On the other side, in Hongmeng.

Emperor Ling was practicing on a star. Now he was deeply aware of his lack of cultivation, so he was trying to practice in an attempt to defend his identity as an invincible emperor.

There are many of his subordinates guarding the edge of the stars to protect Emperor Ling.
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