Before the laughter fell, an extremely powerful thrust suddenly spread from the depths of the sea. The Western Emperor, the Nine-Winged True Demon and the ancestor of the Spirit Refining Sect could not help but fly outward. Moreover, they flew back to an extreme speed, even far exceeding the rotation method. In just an instant, it seemed that they had retreated more than ten thousand miles away. They could no longer see each other's figure, and they could not even sense the fluctuations of their spiritual power.

I don't know how long it took, the thrust of the expansion disappeared without a trace, but before they could recover, another inexplicable suction grew out of the void, and they flew forward again involuntarily.

The Western Emperor and the ancestor of the Linglian Sect tried their best to circulate the spiritual veins and tried to escape from the suction force. However, they could not control their bodies by using all their strength. The Nine-winged True Demon had released all the demon wings, but it was still useless. For a moment, he tried his best to fly upwards, as if he was about to escape from the range of gravity. But the next moment, he sensed that his spiritual consciousness was pulled out of his body. This sensing made the Nine-winged True Demon extremely afraid and dared not compete with the gravity anymore, because he knew that even if he could really escape, without his spiritual consciousness, he would only become a walking corpse.

Among these four people, Helan Feiqiong is the weakest, but she has the Great Thousand Spiritual Seed, but she can't save anything. After the Great Thousand Spiritual Seed takes action, she is no longer controlled by her divine thoughts and flies forward with her body.

Deep in the sky core, the third prince, Bian, stood in a rapidly rotating vortex-like light curtain. The sword of the man, the Demon Destroy Record and the Demon-killing Mirror he seized, released thousands of rays of light. The three Yuanshi Lingbao seemed to be constantly melting and condensed into one with the vortex-like light curtain.

Tears dripped down the third prince's cheeks. It was not about nostalgia or sentimentality, but about countless years of endurance that finally received rewards and he achieved his dream.

At this moment, the third prince Feng's thoughts flew back many years ago. He was still a teenager, holding a white jade bowl and carefully blowing the steam emitted from the medicine.

Although he is still young, the third prince Feng Bian also knows that not to mention the freshly cooked soup, even the hot lava cannot cause harm to the queen. But he must do this so that he can show that he is repaying his mother's love of licking.

Sure enough, the mother of Lu, who was lying on the bed, looked at him with a smile, with endless love in her eyes.

The third prince, Bian, carefully handed the medicine to his mother's mouth, watched her drink the medicine little by little, and then asked in a very naive voice: "Mother, you are so powerful, why can you get sick?"

"Silly kid, no matter how powerful he is, he will still get sick. Besides, I have a heart disease..." The queen mother lying on the bed sighed softly.

"Then... will you die from Mother?" The third prince, Beng, suddenly became panicked.

"I'll die." The mother, who was lying on the bed, smiled: "But don't worry, I will definitely wait until the day when you really grow up."

"But...but but but..." The third prince Feng used several to express his aroused mood, and he didn't think it was enough, so he added another one: "But they said you are a true god, isn't the true god eternal?!"

"If the true gods are eternal, how could those ancient true gods die?" The mother lying on the bed hesitated for a moment, as if she didn't want to talk about these with her children, but when she saw the third prince Feng's eyes full of doubts, she felt a little soft-hearted, and then said, "If you throw a stone out, you will find that the stone draws an arc in the air and will eventually fall on the ground. The true god is the same. There is a peak that will have a low point, there will be prosperity and decline, and there will be prosperity and death. This is the way of heaven, and there is nothing to compete with the way of heaven."

"My mother, I don't want you to die! No!!" The third prince Feng Feng screamed, then grabbed the mother's hand tightly with both hands. He tried very hard, as if he was a little looser, and the mother would disappear from his eyes: "My mother, you are so powerful, there must be a way. I want you to be with me forever!"

The mother, who was lying on the bed, looked at the third prince's Feng Bian quietly. After a long time, Zhan Yan smiled: "There is a solution, but it's too difficult."

"Mother, what's the solution?" The third prince's pupils lit up.

"First of all, you have to obtain the Dharma Realm, and then the three spiritual treasures of Yuanshi. Also, you have to make yourself very powerful, at least much more powerful than your mother, so that you can truly control the Dharma Realm and activate the Yuan point to reverse the Yuan point." The mother lying on the bed smiled and said, "Countless star fields and thousands of creatures are all born from the Yuan point. If the Yuan point is reversed, everything will return to chaos, and then break and then establish. The new world is born because of you. As long as the world does not decline, you will not die. This should be the closest to eternity... By then, everything will be listened to you. If you don't let your mother leave, your mother will not be able to leave even if she wants to."

The third prince, Bian, who was floating in the vortex-like light curtain, suddenly opened his eyes and chuckled. His actions when he was a teenager were sincere, but his heart would change constantly with the passage of time. Now is a world of difference from the past. However, he did not regret or be upset, because all his efforts were rewarded in the most perfect way.

Buzz... Everything around collapsed quickly towards the light curtain. The figures of the Western Emperor, the Nine-Winged True Demon, the ancestor of the Linglian Sect and Helan Feiqiong had appeared in the distance. Their faces were somewhat distorted, their eyes wide open, and their eyes were filled with horror.

Countless huge rocks that already existed in the sky core also flew towards the light curtain at the same speed. As long as they fell into the light curtain, they would silently disintegrate, shatter, and turn into nothingness.

They all knew how hard those huge rocks were, but the extremely powerful gravity was irresistible and could only watch themselves fly to the desperate situation.

The first one to fly into the light curtain was Xihuang. As an ancient true god with a person, his divine consciousness field was extremely powerful, but in front of the flashing light curtain, the divine consciousness field was as fragile as a bubble. In just an instant, the divine consciousness field of Xihuang was shattered, and then his body also collapsed and shattered like those huge rocks. The last vague shadow flew out and was swept into the light curtain.

Then the Nine-Winged True Demon and Helan Feiqiong flew into the light curtain. Their ending was like the Western Emperor, and they were shattered without any suspense. The Nine-Winged True Demon was still struggling desperately at the last moment, trying to escape from the desperate situation. Helan Feiqiong shouted a word to the Nine-Winged True Demon, but her voice was also swallowed by the Light Curtain.

Then the ancestor of the Linglian Sect was also swept in by the light curtain, but he was different from the previous ones. After his body was shattered, there was no vague shadow.

Seeing that his lifelong rivals were all swallowed by Yuandian, the third prince, Bin, laughed loudly.

In an unknown star field, there is an equally unknown original domain. On the top of the highest mountain in the original domain, there is a man practicing quietly. Suddenly, his body twisted for a moment, and then turned into a smoke. The ancestor of the Linglian Sect walked out of the smoke. He was silent for a moment and let out a long sigh: "It's so dangerous..."

The sighs had not disappeared, and a burst of roar suddenly came from the world. The ancestor of the Linglian Sect looked up and looked up at the sky, and his face changed drastically. He found that the whole world was twisted by an extremely powerful force like dough.

The light curtain surrounding the third prince's wing has expanded tens of thousands of miles away, and is still expanding at an extremely fast speed. The more things the Yuan point swallows, the faster the expansion speed. Suddenly, a distorted star field appears in the distance and is rapidly casting into the light curtain.

The ancestor of Linglian Sect has been staring at the sky blankly. Although his experience is profound, there is still a big gap compared to the ancient purple witch, who was once closest to the truth of the world. He doesn't understand what happened.

Not to mention the ancestor of the Linglian Sect, even the Western Emperor and the Nine-Winged True Demon do not understand. The ancient true dragon at that time only thought that the third prince, Beng, would have to launch the return of all methods to the sect. If he was in the Heavenly Core, he would be stunned. It turned out that what the third prince Beng, Beng, wanted to get was much more terrifying than he expected.

Su Tang had never known the changes in the outside world and was constantly swimming in the darkness, unable to sense the passage of time. At the beginning, he was counting his heartbeat. After counting ten thousand times, he gave up because it was not good for him. He would only become more and more anxious, anxious, and then he might make mistakes.

I don’t know how long it took, Su Tang finally saw a huge squirming cloud in front of him. Numbers flashed rapidly in the clouds. Su Tang paused, and then showed a look of relief. Others couldn’t understand what that meant, but Su Tang understood everything, and his guess was verified!

That cloud of smoke is the Emperor of Wisdom!

However, he did not understand the power of Emperor Zhi, nor did he know whether Emperor Zhi had created anything other than those seals of the Return to the Sect. In order to achieve his goal as soon as possible, he slowed down and slowly flew towards the cloud of smoke.

The distance was getting closer and closer. After being captured by the third prince, Emperor Zhi seemed to have lost a lot of his abilities, especially the sensing, and he could not detect Su Tang's approaching, and the light released still flashed at a certain frequency.

After a moment, Su Tang drifted into the smoke and clouds. He breathed a sigh of relief. His wrist flipped, and a cloud of light appeared in his palm, and numbers were flashing constantly in the light.

Su Tang knew what kind of existence Zhihuang was, and naturally knew which type of attack would be the most effective. The mechanical life that blended with his brain had long cracked Zhihuang's biggest secret from the fragments sealed by Guizong. Now he only needs to sprinkle the things in his hand into the smoke and clouds, Zhihuang would betray the third prince Feng and become his arm helper.
Chapter completed!