"Daewoo..."

The dragon whispered, recalling the memory of the Daewoo Supreme.

To the extreme, to arrive.

Sovereign, as the name suggests, is the most noble existence between heaven and earth, reaching the limit.

Any Supreme Being is an invincible contemporary.

The reputation of Daewoo Supreme is not as widely spread as the Tianzun who opened up the nine realms, but there are also many legends about him.

One of them is that this Daewoo Supreme has the ability to travel to other worlds, and there are even rumors that he did not really sit down, but went to other worlds.

Because in the Middle Ages, there was a Su Hui who appeared and said that his world had the legend of Daewoo Supreme, or, in other words, the legend of Daewoo Gun.

Because of this, Daewoo Supreme has a strong mysterious color, and it also attracts the peeping of many people in later generations.

According to legend, the destruction of the Daewoo Holy Land was done by a terrifying being in the sea of ​​stars.

Daewoo Gun lost Xinghai, and it also began at that time.

"It can't be him. If he never died, how dare that person destroy the Daewoo Holy Land?"

After thinking for a long time, the dragon still shook his head:

"It doesn't matter who he is, it has nothing to do with me..."

After all, the magic dragon is about to expel the guest, and he is too injured, but he has no intention to say something to others.

But the divine thought stopped him:

"Dragon, your injury is too serious. Just relying on yourself, I'm afraid that you may not be able to recover for a thousand years. Do you think you can recover for a thousand years?"

Everything in heaven and earth has its lifespan, and even the thoughts of the gods cannot survive in heaven and earth. The reason why they can survive to this day.

The chaotic aura that isolates their own aura is one of them, and the other is that 99% of the time they are in suspended animation, or, like real death.

Reviving a thousand years of healing is too extravagant.

"Could it be that you have a solution?"

As soon as the dragon's heart moved, the eyes that looked at the deity became a little strange: "It is said that you had a brief recovery a thousand years ago. Could it be that you attacked a holy place?"

They are not entities, and there are too few useful things in the world for them. Only the inextinguishable primordial spirit of the strong above the unity can heal them.

But in this world, there are too few and too few strong people, and they all have inheritance. If you want to do something to them, there is too much movement.

This gray-white god's strength is far worse than him, and he can't do it himself, so naturally he can't do it.

"Of course not."

That deity's thoughts did not pretend to be mysterious, and the tone was deep and even with a hint of solemnity:

"Thousands of years ago, when I was sleeping, something appeared out of thin air in the sea of ​​stars where I was. That thing might heal your wounds..."

"What?" The magic dragon is interested, and there are not many things that can make them recover from their slumber.

If it wasn't for the glimpse of Yuanyang Daoist's future achievements this time, he would never recover earlier.

The deity looked around and said:

"One party...altar..."

"altar?"

The dragon was stunned for a moment, then sneered: "No one in this world is worthy of my sacrifice!"

"No, it's not a sacrifice, but an exchange of equal value. Whether you believe it or not, it's up to you."

The deity shook his head, but didn't say much, and was about to retreat slowly.

"etc."

The magic dragon hesitated for a moment, and then wrapped in this deep and dark secret realm, chasing away.

His injury is too serious, if he really heals by himself, I am afraid that a thousand years may not be enough.

The starry sky is boundless, and everything in it is small and invisible, and there is no need to find any hidden places.

The two gods crossed the void and crossed a large star field.

It has already come to a gray-white secret realm.

Divine thoughts cannot exist in the world for a long time, and most of their time is hidden in the secret realm where the chaotic atmosphere condenses.

Isolated from heaven and earth, but also isolated from inspiration.

Outside the gray-white secret realm, there is an ancient and grand altar standing in the void.

There is no support in space, but the altar stands extremely stable, like a mountain rooted on the earth.

The color of the altar is pure black, and there are strange pictures composed of dense blood-colored patterns on it, as if powerful gods and demons are embedded in it.

It looks terrifying.

"This altar..."

Such as the black magic gas transformed into the body of a dragon, he stared at the altar, his vision was rare in the world, but he had never seen an altar of this type.

And the countless imprints of gods and demons on it are also things he has never heard of or seen before.

If there is something in this world that he does not know, he will believe it, but there is nothing he knows on this altar, which is extremely terrifying.

"I suspect this altar is something otherworldly!"

The gray-white light flickered, forming an ethereal figure, which also stared at the altar with fear and solemnity:

"No one can silently break through my secret realm, even the supreme..."

"You said this altar came from outside the sky..."

The magic dragon's eyes flashed, and he couldn't believe it.

Beyond Huangji Continent is the boundless starry sky, and beyond the starry sky universe, what is it?

Nobody knows.

The universe is infinite, even the Supreme Being can't fully understand its mysteries, let alone outside the universe, but many outstanding people in ancient and modern believe it.

Outside the sky, there must be a sky!

This is the origin of the 'immortal'.

No one has ever seen a 'immortal', but countless people from ancient and modern times believe that there is a sky outside the sky, and at the end of the road to the supreme, there must be a road to immortality.

Unfortunately, no one can confirm it.

"Not impossible."

The gray-white gods did not struggle with this question, which was destined to have no answer, and instead said: "This altar cannot recognize the Lord, but you still need to communicate and sacrifice yourself..."

The dragon listened, suddenly interrupted by a voice, his eyes were cold: "Are you trying to lie to me?"

"You were born from the corpse of the ancient silver dragon king. You are stronger than me. How can I deceive you?"

The gray-white **** said, slowly backed away, and left the range of the altar:

"If you don't believe it, you can put this altar in your secret realm..."

"There are odd..."

Seeing him retreat, the dragon not only didn't believe it, but became vigilant: "If this altar really came from outside, how could you leak it and let me enter the secret realm?"

huh~

As the black air rolled and spread, the magic dragon spoke indifferently, and the secret realm spit out a massive amount of black air and poured into his body:

"If you want to deceive me, you're still a long way off!"

It seems that the next moment, he will be shot. Although he is seriously injured, he has the blessing of the secret realm, and a short shot is enough to suppress him.

"I know I can't hide it from you, but I don't need it at all! When you come, the end is already doomed..."

Facing the pressure of the dragon's breath, the gray-white **** Nian suddenly laughed, and the god's will shook the space, and the voice of chant like a whisper of the gods and demons sounded in his mouth.

This chanting sound is like a spell, shaken by divine will, and actually resounds in this void in essence.

The void seems to be its tongue!

"not good!"

The moment the gray-white gods wanted to speak, the dragon's mind was shocked, and faintly, he felt an incomparably grand and vast aura slowly rising behind him.

This breath is too amazing, as if someone held Xinghe in the palm of his hand and took a picture!

In an instant, the dragon felt the turbulent crisis!

"you wanna die!"

The demon dragon was furious, his divine sense swept away, billowing black energy, slapped the starry sky, but what shocked him was that there was nothing behind him.

But in the next moment, an indifferent and ruthless spiritual thought burst out from the altar, sending out a mighty wave as grand as the sky:

"finally......"

In an instant, the fear in the dragon's heart reached its peak: "What is this?!"

boom!

Almost at the moment when the dragon made a sound, a fierce and powerful will flowed down, drowning him completely.

"This breath..."

Listening to the roar of the demon dragon and the terrifying struggle that burned everything, the gray-white gods felt the fear in their hearts.

Even if this thing was caused by him, it still made him feel terrified.

"I'm not reconciled!!"

Finally, with the desperate roar of the dragon like a beast, the boiling starry sky returned to calm.

A figure walked out of nothingness, and the lingering black mist turned into a crown around his body, blessing him, and the omnipresent spirit in the void rolled and was swallowed into his body.

The fierce and powerful aura swept across this void in an instant, and where the violent will flowed, the void was shrinking, and large swaths of the starry sky and meteorites were drawn.

But before they got close enough, they were crushed into tiny particles invisible to the naked eye.

"Your Mightiness."

The gray-white gods bowed slightly and paid their respects: "Your power is as vast as the sky, which is terrifying. Your presence is an honor in this world."

"This monster is very strong~lightnovelpub.net~ Even if it was hit hard, it still made me spend a lot of time..."

The unknown existence in the black mist whispered: "However, this feeling is not bad!"

"As long as you like it..."

The gray-white deity lowered his head.

What he said to the magic dragon was not false, but he concealed it. During the thousand years of obtaining this altar, he was running around and offering sacrifices.

It is for the coming of this unknown being.

"A world never seen before, a powerful species never seen before, especially..."

The black mist dissipated, revealing a pale and bloodless evil face. He closed his eyes deeply, opened his arms, and seemed to perceive this world:

"A world without Qin Yu... Really,

Very good! "

......

Taishi Mountain is tall and majestic like a pillar of the sky. The waterfalls above it are flowing down, and there are many birds and animals surrounded by them, making soft sounds from time to time.

Up and down the Xianshan Mountain is filled with the essence of fairy medicine, which is fragrant and fragrant, and there is a very strong Dan Qi lingering around it, like a fairyland.

At this time, all parts of Da Shi Mountain were busy.

Many disciples of the Great Beginning Holy Land, and even some of the true biography, elders, are in a hurry, passing between the Tiangong and the Great Beginning Mountain.

Or pull the inspiration, or move the spiritual material, or lay down the pattern...  

very busy.

One after another, the waterfalls slapped on the Linghu Lake, splashing water vapor in the sky, and between the mists, An Qisheng closed his eyes and crossed his knees on the river bank.

He kept deducing many subtle details of 'Thirty-six Days' and 'Tai Chi Divine Court'.

"Mr. Monster, your altar is moving again!"

At a certain moment, in the cave of the mountain, there was the call of the three-hearted blue soul boy:

"It seems that it's still that little guy named Qin, Qin Yu..."