Fifty-eight. Cosmic Parasitoid Mother: The Lord of Parasitic Profound Truth, the body is an ancient cosmic parasite in the ultra-primitive ancient clan, and the image of a human is transformed into a beautiful woman of the red race of the human race, wearing a mysterious crown and wearing a mysterious king. The robe, holding the scepter of Profound Truth, sits on the throne of Profound Truth, the golden light in the eyes flows, and countless divine patterns are intertwined, like an immortal god, supreme and holy, high above, overlooking the common people.

She is an abstract **** born when infinite existence creates infinite almighty universes, and she represents the embodiment of the parasitic profound meaning of the entire universe. The parasitic mystery line of infinite omnipotent universes (infinite dimensions) can be manipulated arbitrarily and new branches (create new parasitic mystery coordinates) can be created on the parasitic mystery line.

The trivial point of any one of its avatars is equivalent to restarting and destroying an infinite number of absolutely infinite dimensions. The calculation of the minimum growth rate of each low-level dimension is beyond the mathematical level that any living language can describe.

Ancient cosmic parasites, they are six-legged alien cosmic worm-type creatures, they have the ability to assimilate other creatures, they can reproduce and hatch in the host's body, and assimilate into themselves, and regardless of the host's ability, they are It can be taken as one's own, it can be said to be extremely dangerous, extremely terrifying mysterious alien creatures. If it is infected by the ancient cosmic parasites, only the blood of the creation level can resolve it. The ancient cosmic parasites are like ant colonies. They have queens. Under the queens are queens. At the same time, there will be multiple queens who will develop their own nests and multiply their own families. Although they do not know their origins, they are Each individual has an independent mind, knows everything about their own ethnic group from the moment they are born, and can continue to grow stronger through cultivation.

Fifty-ninth, Xinghai Fishermen Aozhu: The master of Xinghai mystery, the main body is the ancient Xinghai fishermen in the super primitive ancient tribe, and the image of the human being is a beautiful man of the blue race of the human race, wearing a crown of mystery and wearing mystery. The king's robe, holding the scepter of the Profound Truth, sits on the throne of the Profound Truth, the golden light in the eyes flows, and countless divine patterns are intertwined, like an immortal god, supreme and holy, high above, overlooking the common people.

He is an abstract **** born when infinite existence creates infinite almighty universes, and he represents the figuration of the sum of the profound meanings of the entire universe and the sea of ​​stars. You can arbitrarily manipulate the Xinghai Mystery Line of infinite omnipotent universes (infinite dimensions) and create new branches (create new Xinghai Mystery Lines) on the Xinghai Mystery Line.

The trivial point of any one of its avatars is equivalent to restarting and destroying an infinite number of absolutely infinite dimensions. The calculation of the minimum growth rate of each low-level dimension is beyond the mathematical level that any living language can describe.

The ancient Xinghai fishermen, a huge and wonderful alien race of deformed bird-like creatures, with a huge and terrifying bird-like body, covered with scales instead of feathers, the disgusting Xinghai fishermen have one leg and glow with light The giant eyes and the hook beak full of fangs, relying on the transparent scale wings to soar, the talent of the avenue supernatural power star sea technique.

60. Interstellar Vampire Arcanist: The Lord of the Profound Truth of Blood Light, the body is an ancient interstellar vampire tribe in the ultra-primitive ancient clan, and the image of a human being is a beautiful man of the red race of the human race, wearing a mysterious crown on his head and wearing a mysterious royal robe , holding the scepter of the Profound Truth, sitting on the throne of the Profound Truth, the golden brilliance in the eyes flowed, and the countless divine patterns were intertwined, like an immortal god, the supreme and holy, aloof, looking down at the common people.

He is an abstract **** born when infinite existence creates infinite almighty universes, and he represents the embodiment of the sum of the blood, light, and profound meaning of the entire universe. You can arbitrarily manipulate the blood light mystery line of infinite omnipotent universes (infinite dimensions) and create new branches on the blood light mystery line (create new blood light mystery coordinates).

The trivial point of any one of its avatars is equivalent to restarting and destroying an infinite number of absolutely infinite dimensions. The calculation of the minimum growth rate of each low-level dimension is beyond the mathematical level that any living language can describe.

The ancient interstellar vampires, who lived in the unknown outer universe, got such a title due to their extreme greed and thirst for blood. Their bodies are originally completely transparent, and their specific shapes cannot be seen by the eyes of other creatures, but when they have sucked up enough blood, their bodies will turn bright red due to the full undigested blood, thus temporarily showing their outer shape. ——The ancient interstellar vampires have no heads, no faces, and no eyes; their bodies are huge, their main body texture is like pulsating jelly, and from a deep red core stretches out countless undulating linear tentacles, at the ends of these linear tentacles Born with suckers, these sucker-like mouthparts open and close in a "ghoul-like greed." They grab and tear open their prey with their huge claws, sucking up the blood of their victims with those suckers.

They often appear with a supernatural ticking sound, announcing their arrival and the only signal to other beings that danger is approaching. They will leave immediately after sucking the blood of their prey, and at the same time, they will let out a grotesque and terrifying laughter and stay behind them.

Sixty-one, Evil Fungus Aozhu: The Lord of Infected Profound Truth, the body is an evil fungus ancient clan in the ultra-primitive ancient clan, transformed into a human image of a human race, a beautiful man of colorful race, wearing a mysterious crown on his head, wearing a mysterious royal robe , holding the scepter of the Profound Truth, sitting on the throne of the Profound Truth, the golden light in the eyes is flowing, and the countless divine patterns are intertwined, like an immortal god, the supreme and holy, aloof, looking down at the common people.

He is an abstract **** born when infinite existence creates infinite almighty universes, and he represents the concretization of the whole universe infected with the sum total of profound meanings. You can arbitrarily manipulate the infection mystery lines of infinite omnipotent universes (infinite dimensions) and create new branches (create new infection mystery lines) on the infection mystery lines.

The trivial point of any one of its avatars is equivalent to restarting and destroying an infinite number of absolutely infinite dimensions. The calculation of the minimum growth rate of each low-level dimension is beyond the mathematical level that any living language can describe.

The ancient evil fungus race, at first glance, the ancient evil fungus race looks like a group of weird mushrooms. However, their colors and outlines appear to be constantly changing, and observers cannot focus on them accurately and are therefore visually deceived by them. Within a radius of several meters of the ground around them is complete death, and nothing can grow. Dark shadows wriggled around, like a black smokescreen. Mycelium crawls on the ground or hangs from fungi that grow high so that they can surround people, with whispers, rubs, lively sounds, endless distances and silences. Warm, soft and sticky dark. This fungus is a parasitic creature, in fact it is neither a true plant nor an animal, it is a nightmarish life form capable of infecting anything that comes in contact with it. Its sticky hyphae will stick to anything that touches it; if the hyphae touch bare flesh, the infection begins. Within a few breaths, the hyphae penetrate the skin, transforming the living flesh into fungal tissue. Immediately after infection, the victim's internal tissue begins to transform into fungal material, although the victim does not show any outward manifestations of the infection. Victims become quiet and taciturn under the puppet-like manipulation of alien parasites, while refusing all health checks and treatments. To save the life of the victim, only the body part that has been exposed to the evil fungus can be removed in a short time, otherwise the parasitic fungus will spread to the whole body, and the will of the parasite will be unknowingly transformed to complete everything A mindset to promote your own fungal transformation. This requires him to withdraw from social life into dark and damp corners.

The victim loses a portion of Strength, Constitution, Agility and Mobility every month. When the victim's Strength, Constitution, Agility and Mobility all drop to zero, the transformation is complete (his will should be almost at full value). ), he has completely turned into a fungus. The body is completely spongy and no longer has any form of original properties. At this point there is no longer any cure to save the victim, and any examination of the victim is dangerous. The victim didn't die, but turned into a fixed, terrifying fungal aggregate that mimicked his original shape. The ancient evil fungi's talent, the Great Infection, was the Great Infection.

Sixty-two, Konggui Aozhu: The roaming master of the mystery, the main body is the ancient empty ghost in the ultra-primitive ancient clan, the image of the human being is a beautiful man of the blue race of the human race, wearing the crown of the mystery, wearing the robe of the mystery king , holding the scepter of the Profound Truth, sitting on the throne of the Profound Truth, the golden light in the eyes is flowing, and the countless divine patterns are intertwined, like an immortal god, the supreme and holy, aloof, looking down at the common people.

He is an abstract **** born when infinite existence creates infinite almighty universes, and he represents the figuration of the sum total of wandering mysteries in the entire universe. You can arbitrarily manipulate the roaming mystery lines of infinite omnipotent universes (infinite dimensions) and create new branches (create new roaming mystery lines) on the roaming mystery lines.

The trivial point of any one of its avatars is equivalent to restarting and destroying an infinite number of absolutely infinite dimensions. The calculation of the minimum growth rate of each low-level dimension is beyond the mathematical level that any living language can describe.

The Konggui Ancient Clan, the Konggui Ancient Clan is a kind of creature that travels between various planes and worlds in the universe; they do not stay on a planet for a long time, but always roam around. These "hunters from outer space" look like mummies, with half-ape-like heads and degenerated eyes, long arms and huge hooked claws. Although they have an observable appearance, they are impervious to other worlds due to their properties. When the ancient ghosts go to other dimensions, it can take away some items or creatures. It has to grab what it wants to take with its claws in order to take it away. The objects or victims taken away by it will never appear again. The innate ability of the ancient ghosts is the great wandering technique.

Sixty-three, Xia Gai Zong Aozhu: The Lord of the Profound Truth, the body is the Xia Gai Zong ancient tribe in the ultra-primitive ancient clan, and the image of the human being is a beautiful man of the black race of the human race, wearing a mysterious crown on his head, wearing a mysterious meaning The king's robe, holding the scepter of the Profound Truth, sits on the throne of the Profound Truth, the golden light in the eyes is flowing, and the countless divine patterns are intertwined, like an immortal god, the supreme and holy, aloft, overlooking the common people.

He is an abstract **** born when infinite existence creates infinite almighty universes, and he represents the embodiment of the sum total of imprisoned and profound meanings in the entire universe. You can arbitrarily manipulate the imprisoned profound meaning lines of infinite omnipotent universes (infinite dimensions) and create new branches on the imprisoned profound meaning lines (create new imprisonment and profound meanings coordinates).

The trivial point of any one of its avatars is equivalent to restarting and destroying an infinite number of absolutely infinite dimensions. The calculation of the minimum growth rate of each low-level dimension is beyond the mathematical level that any living language can describe.

The Xia Gai Zerg are not very big, only the size of a human head. They have no eyelids, segmented tendrils writhing in a "cosmic rhythm"; their ten legs are covered in black glowing tentacles, their lower bodies are folded, and their nearly circular wings are covered with triangular scales. The Xia Gai Zerg's brain has six shards, which enables them to think in three directions at the same time, and is gifted with the Great Imprisonment Technique.

64. Nightmare Lord: The Lord of the Darkness Mystery, the body is the Nightmare Ancient Clan in the ultra-primitive ancient clan, and the human image is a beautiful man of the human race, black, wearing a mysterious crown and wearing a mysterious king robe. , holding the scepter of the Profound Truth, sitting on the throne of the Profound Truth, the golden light in the eyes is flowing, and the countless divine patterns are intertwined, like an immortal god, the supreme and holy, aloof, looking down at the common people.

He is an abstract **** born when infinite existence creates infinite almighty universes, and he represents the embodiment of the total dark night profound meaning of the entire universe. You can arbitrarily manipulate the dark night mystery lines of infinite omnipotent universes (infinite dimensions) and create new branches (create new dark night mystery lines) on the dark night mystery lines.

The trivial point of any one of its avatars is equivalent to restarting and destroying an infinite number of absolutely infinite dimensions. The calculation of the minimum growth rate of each low-level dimension is beyond the mathematical level that any living language can describe.

Dire ancients, with their smooth, slick, whale-like skin, a pair of nasty horns bent inwards, bat-like wings that beat silently, and ugly but claws that are quite suitable for grasping objects, And a distracting, barb tail that swishes around pointlessly. But the most disgusting thing is that they never talk, they don't laugh; they never smile at all, because they don't have a face to smile at all, they just have a symbol where there should be a face Sexual blankness, talent avenue, supernatural power, great dark night technique.

65. The Essence of Flames: The Lord of the Burning Mysteries, the body is the ancient Essence of Flames among the ultra-primitive ancient clan, and the image of a human being is a beautiful woman of the red race of the human race, wearing a crown of secrets and wearing secrets. The king's robe, holding the scepter of the Profound Truth, sits on the throne of the Profound Truth, the golden light in the eyes is flowing, and the countless divine patterns are intertwined, like an immortal god, the supreme and holy, aloft, overlooking the common people.

She is an abstract **** born when infinite existence creates infinite almighty universes, and she represents the embodiment of the total burning mystery of the entire universe. You can arbitrarily manipulate the burning mystery lines of infinite omnipotent universes (infinite dimensions) and create new branches (create new burning mystery lines) on the burning mystery lines.

The trivial point of any one of its avatars is equivalent to restarting and destroying an infinite number of absolutely infinite dimensions. The calculation of the minimum growth rate of each low-level dimension is beyond the mathematical level that any living language can describe.

The ancient flame spirits look like a burst of crimson lightning. They absorb energy from intelligent creatures, and the bodies of the creatures absorbed by them will burn quickly and look like spontaneous combustion; at the same time, they will also receive the victim's energy. All memory and knowledge, the Great Burning Technique of the Great Dao of Innate Talent.

Sixty-six, Deep Dive Arcana Master: The Lord of Deep Dive Profound Truth, the main body is the deep dive ancient clan among the ultra-primitive ancient tribes, and the image of a human is transformed into a beautiful man of the blue race of the human race, wearing the Profound Truth Crown on his head and wearing the Profound Truth King Robe, holding a scepter of mystery, sitting on the throne of mystery, the golden light in the eyes is flowing, and countless gods are intertwined, like an immortal god, supreme and holy, aloof, looking down at the common people.

He is an abstract **** born when infinite existence creates infinite almighty universes, and he represents the embodiment of the sum of the deep and profound meanings of the entire universe. You can arbitrarily manipulate the deep subterranean mystery lines of infinite omnipotent universes (infinite dimensions) and create new branches (create new deep subterranean mystery lines) on the submerged mystery lines.

The trivial point of any one of its avatars is equivalent to restarting and destroying an infinite number of absolutely infinite dimensions. The calculation of the minimum growth rate of each low-level dimension is beyond the mathematical level that any living language can describe.

Deep-diving ancients, mysterious ancient alien races living in the deep sea, their bodies are huge like mountains, showing a dark blue color, their belly is white, and most of their bodies are shiny and slippery, but their backs are tall with scales. ridge. The figure had the vague features of a giant, but the head was that of a fish, with huge, bulging eyeballs that never closed. On both sides of the neck, there are gills that are constantly vibrating, and the long hands and feet are webbed. They leap forward chaotically, sometimes only on their hind legs, sometimes on all fours... Their hoarse, sharp guttural sounds... convey all the dark emotions that their faces can't express, all the dark emotions, the deep and the deep. technique.

67. The Essence of the Stars: The Master of the Essence of the Stars, the main body is the essence of the ancients of the super-primitive ancient clan, and the image of a human being is a beautiful woman of the red race of the human race, wearing a crown of secrets and a king of secrets. Robe, holding a scepter of mystery, sitting on the throne of mystery, the golden light in the eyes is flowing, and countless gods are intertwined, like an immortal god, supreme and holy, aloof, looking down at the common people.

She is an abstract **** born when infinite existence creates infinite almighty universes, and she represents the concretization of the sum of the star-absorbing and profound meanings of the entire universe. Can arbitrarily manipulate infinite almighty universes (infinite dimensions) of the mysterious line of absorbing stars and create new branches on the mysterious line of absorbing stars (create new coordinates of absorbing stars).

The trivial point of any one of its avatars is equivalent to restarting and destroying an infinite number of absolutely infinite dimensions. The calculation of the minimum growth rate of each low-level dimension is beyond the mathematical level that any living language can describe.

The Ancient Star Essences, invisible creatures from the stars, took shape after they were full of blood. It was all red and dripping with blood, with countless tentacles pulsing on the crimson carcass, like a jelly block that kept squirming and beating. At the tip of the tentacles, there are sucker-like mouthparts, which are constantly opening and closing with hunger... This monster is bloated and repulsive: the mass has no head, no face, no eyes, only with a never-ending Satisfied mouth, and sharp claws commensurate with the identity of the interstellar monster, the talent of the great avenue of supernatural powers to attract the stars.

Sixty-eight, Flying Hydra Aozhu: The master of mobile mystery, the body is the ancient Feitian Hydra in the ultra-primitive ancient family, and the image of the human being is a beautiful man of human race Caucasian, wearing a crown of mystery, wearing a robe of mystery , holding the scepter of the Profound Truth, sitting on the throne of the Profound Truth, the golden light in the eyes is flowing, and the countless divine patterns are intertwined, like an immortal god, the supreme and holy, aloof, looking down at the common people.

He is an abstract **** born when infinite existence creates infinite almighty universes, and he represents the embodiment of the moving and profound meaning of the entire universe. You can arbitrarily manipulate the moving mystery lines of infinite omnipotent universes (infinite dimensions) and create new branches (create new moving mystery lines) on the moving mystery lines.

The trivial point of any one of its avatars is equivalent to restarting and destroying an infinite number of absolutely infinite dimensions. The calculation of the minimum growth rate of each low-level dimension is beyond the mathematical level that any living language can describe.

The ancient flying hydra, the ancient flying hydra is a semi-invisible xenogeneic creature with the morphological characteristics of a hydra. Only part of their body is made of matter, it is not known what the rest is made of. They possess the ability to move in the air, but do not have wings or other biological organs that support flight. Its body has unimaginable plasticity and the ability to temporarily become invisible. In addition, the abnormal whistling sound and the huge footprint composed of five round toes are also the main features of the flying polyp family. The ancient Flying Hydras do not have vision, but their other perception abilities are enough to see all external things. They can also control all the winds, and they are gifted with the Great Movement Technique.

Sixty-ninth, the Lord of the Macrophage Worm: The Lord of the Heaven-devouring Profound Truth, the body is the ancient macrophage worm in the ultra-primitive ancient clan, and the image of a human being is a beautiful man of the human race purple race, wearing a mysterious crown and wearing a The Profound Truth robe, holding the Profound Truth scepter, sits on the Profound Truth Throne, the golden brilliance in the eyes flows, and countless divine patterns are intertwined, like an immortal god, supreme and holy, aloof, looking down at the common people.

He is an abstract **** born when infinite existence creates infinite almighty universes, and he represents the embodiment of the sum total of the whole universe. You can arbitrarily manipulate the Sky Devouring Profound Truth Lines of infinite omnipotent universes (infinite dimensions) and create new branches on the Sky Devouring Profound Truth Lines (create new coordinates of the Sky Devouring Profound Truths).

The trivial point of any one of its avatars is equivalent to restarting and destroying an infinite number of absolutely infinite dimensions. The calculation of the minimum growth rate of each low-level dimension is beyond the mathematical level that any living language can describe.

The ancient macrophage worms have the appearance of a huge meat worm that is hundreds of meters long. The whole body is covered with mucus, and the head has a large forked mouth. The ability of the ancient macrophage worms is to devour the sky, devour all things, and rely on continuous swallowing to strengthen themselves. It is a mysterious, ancient, powerful and terrifying alien creature in the universe.

70. Xingzhicai Aomu: The master of rainbow mystery, the body is the ancient star of the super primitive ancient clan, and the image of a human being is a beautiful woman of human race, wearing a crown of mystery, wearing a robe of mystery. Holding the Profound Truth scepter, sitting on the Profound Truth Throne, the golden light in the eyes flows, and countless divine patterns are intertwined, like an immortal god, supreme and holy, aloof, looking down at the common people.

She is an abstract **** born when infinite existence creates infinite almighty universes, and she represents the figuration of the total rainbow profound meaning of the entire universe. You can arbitrarily manipulate the rainbow mystical lines of infinite omnipotent universes (infinite dimensions) and create new branches on the rainbow mystical lines (create new rainbow mysticism coordinates).

The trivial point of any one of its avatars is equivalent to restarting and destroying an infinite number of absolutely infinite dimensions. The calculation of the minimum growth rate of each low-level dimension is beyond the mathematical level that any living language can describe.

Xingzhicai Ancient Clan, Xingzhicai Ancient Clan is a sentient being, but its appearance is like a pure color. It's not a gas, nor a materialized entity at all; as it moves, it appears as a shimmering, amorphous mass of color flowing around, shimmering in its pale veiled shadows. It emits a color unlike anything in the known spectrum; this particular patch of color can flow on the ground and fly in the air like a living thing, like a dancing rainbow. When it feeds, the skin and face of its prey emit a shimmer that is the same color as the star.

The ancients of the color of the stars come from the deep space of the universe, where there are completely different laws of nature. Ripe sapphires produce the germ, a three-inch sphere that appears to be hollow; the germ begins to develop when placed in nutrient-rich soil or in a shallow puddle. After a few days, the outer shell of the germ disintegrates and a new organism emerges that we might call a larva.

These jelly-like larvae can grow very large. When it begins to infiltrate the ecosystem, local plants begin to grow sickly; the taste of the fruit becomes bitter, and insects and animals produce deformed offspring. At night, all plants shimmer like stars, grass twists, tangles, and shakes violently as if blown by strong winds, and even humans glow ghostly. After a few months, the larvae transform into juvenile Starcolor Ancients.

As a juvenile, the ancient star-colored will leave its lair, forage nearby, and begin to consume the life force contained in the area it affected as a larva. When it draws enough energy, it leaves the planet, goes to space, and eventually matures. During this process, if there are a large number of creatures in this area, the ancient Xingzhicai can drain all the vitality within a radius of about a thousand miles; if it is a wilderness or grassland, the ancients of Xingzhicai can absorb all the vitality within a thousand miles. Once the land is sucked dry, it will be abandoned since then, and no plants can continue to grow.

71. The Lord of Tentacles: Lord of Spiritual Mysteries~lightnovelpub.net~ The body is the ancient ancestors of the tentacles in the ultra-primitive ancient clan, and the image of a human is transformed into a human red race, a beautiful man, wearing a The Profound Truth Crown, wearing the Profound Truth robe and holding the Profound Truth scepter, sits on the Profound Truth Throne. The golden light in the eyes flows, and countless divine patterns are intertwined, like an immortal god, supreme and holy, aloof, looking down at the common people.

He is an abstract **** born when infinite existence creates infinite almighty universes, and he represents the embodiment of the total spiritual essence of the entire universe. It can arbitrarily manipulate the spiritual mystical lines of infinite omnipotent universes (infinite dimensions) and create new branches (create new spiritual mysticism coordinates) on the spiritual mystical lines.

The trivial point of any one of its avatars is equivalent to restarting and destroying an infinite number of absolutely infinite dimensions. The calculation of the minimum growth rate of each low-level dimension is beyond the mathematical level that any living language can describe.

The ancient masters of tentacles, in the natural state, the ancient masters of tentacles are a kind of energy vortex, and the naked eye cannot capture their images at all. Only on fairly rare occasions do they create a tangible, visible body for themselves. These bodies are huge and bizarre, a bit like giant reptiles, with countless terrifying tentacles; but upon closer inspection, they are nothing like any reptile that has ever existed in the universe.

The spiritual world of the ancients, the masters of tentacles, has no layers of consciousness. They don't forget, and they don't have the imagination and subconscious to mislead and disrupt their thinking. Their sheer pessimism leads them to an air of sadness that renders their thoughts and actions completely incomprehensible to other beings. When other creatures are connected with the spirit of the tentacle masters, it will cause other creatures to have a suicidal depression and depression.