I Have a Mythical Tree - Chapter 1301

The underworld is vast, and there are cosmic fragments everywhere.

Cang Wuming was wearing a black robe, his black hair fluttered, and a golden light emerged from his pupils, looking down at the vast Hades.

In the underworld, one could vaguely see the thick fog building into a human figure.

In this underworld.

The black fog figure is the manager of the world. They consolidate the void, mend the space, and swallow up many fragments of the universe, so that this underworld can exist for a longer period of time.

up to now.

It has been a hundred years since Cang Wuming came to the underworld.

Hundred years have passed in a hurry, and the Hall of Hades does not exist.

But this Huang Cang Yuan body can walk freely in the underworld.

He can enter any place in the underworld except the underworld mill.

Over the past hundred years, Cang Wuming’s combat power has been improving every moment.

In addition to the **** of worship, the nine hall Luos, including the **** emperor Shuangjin, still took turns to preach to him.

Although Cang Wuming didn’t know what the reason was, he had benefited a lot from so many Taoists preaching for him.

For example, at this moment, Cang Wuming felt a surging force swept in and fell into the black sun at his heart.

Cang Wuming slowly closed his eyes and realized that he had come to a dark and haunted place.

In that dark and haunted place, you can vaguely see a dark human figure sitting on a black lotus flower.

It was as if it was constructed from absolute darkness.

Even Cang Wuming at this moment cannot see through the true face of this dark human figure.

However, the power that burst out from this dark human figure was unprecedentedly powerful.

It is stronger than any Dianluo, and it is also stronger than the surging and vast dead silence that this Hades exudes all the time.

Because this dark human figure is the hall of the underworld!

Cang Wuming didn’t know Luo’s name in the hall of the underworld. He sat on the lotus throne and never had any communication with Cang Wuming.

In the emptiness, one after another extremely mysterious supernatural powers flowed into Cang Wuming’s ears.

Unknowingly, there are runes rising up around Cang Wuming’s body. These runes are full of mysterious laws, making Cang Wuming’s cultivation more diligent!

Cang Wuming also felt that Luo in the hall of the underworld was exuding a strong aura of collapse…

It was as if the existence in front of him whose cultivation was extremely tyrannical and mysterious had already died and collapsed!

But what makes Cang Wuming unimaginable, how can a dead powerhouse be so powerful?

Luo’s sermon in the Hall of Hades lasted for a full year.

After the sermon was finished, the incarnation of Luo in the main hall also quietly dissipated, and he never had any communication with Cang Wuming from beginning to end.

Even his eyes never fell on Cang Wuming…

After this sermon.

Cang Wuming is still wandering in the incomparably vast Hades.

Originally, Cang Wuming thought that this underworld was just a palace and mansion built by those ancient existences to rule the heaven and earth after the great destruction.

But what Ling Cang Wuming never expected was that… this Hades has no connection with Luojie in Da Duan.

This is also one of the reasons why the underworld is independent from the Luojie of Daduan, and the God of Chongtian wants to come to the Luojie of Daduan, and he has to modify the imprint of the rules of heaven and earth.

“This Hades… is a shattered and supreme world.”

“There is an extremely powerful existence that refines this shattered Supreme World into the underworld, and imprints the rules in it, making this shattered Supreme World a gathering place for remnants of souls!”

Cang Wuming’s eyes were indifferent, and wherever he passed, a path of divine light fell into this void universe.

It can be vaguely seen that in this void universe, there is an endless **** aura left.

It’s as if… a massacre once happened here, an unspeakable catastrophe happened!

Cang Wuming was indifferent, and his eyes did not change in the slightest.

If there are boundless savage powerhouses here, they may be surprised at the cruelty of this catastrophe.

The supreme world…how vast and rich.

Countless creatures inhabit it, build a civilization, build a kingdom, create a practice, and continue to develop hundreds of millions of hours before it is possible to achieve the supreme world.

And a supreme world symbolizes the habitat of life for infinite creatures.

If the supreme world is destroyed, it means… that all the creatures in the supreme world have been extinct.

“This supreme world is now under the control of the Ten Great Hall Luo, and there are countless palace masters, Ming Zun, and soul-devouring generals under his command…”

Cang Wuming’s eyes flowed and landed in this vast void.

Suddenly, Cang Wuming frowned slightly.

I saw a dark void in the distance, and a land was quietly suspended.

The land is not so huge, but it is thousands of miles around.

And above the land, there is also a white light that separates the land from this dark void.

Cang Wuming was curious, he carried his hands on his back, his figure turned into nothingness, and walked into that piece of land.

The white light that shrouded the land contained extraordinary power.

But in Cang Wuming’s eyes, it was not worth mentioning.

Quietly, Cang Wuming has passed through the white light and stepped into the land!

The moment he stepped into the ground, Cang Wuming’s eyes narrowed slightly, and a look of surprise could not help showing on his face!

Because the sight in front of him is too strange.

In that land, it is completely different from the dead and dark void outside.

Inside the land is a city.

The city was not prosperous, but rather dilapidated.

However, many of them came and went. Although they were dressed plainly and had yellow faces and thin skin, their eyes were always full of hope.

Dilapidated buildings, low city walls, grass outside the city walls, woodlands, and those weak creatures.

Cang Wuming tilted his head to think…

“Here… it’s Tai Cang.”

Just as Cang Wuming thought, this extremely dilapidated town is Tai Cang.

But it is not any city in the sky today.

It’s… Tai Cang from more than 10,000 years ago.

At that time, Tai Cang was weak and helpless, but with a population of hundreds of thousands, he could not fill his stomach.

At that time, every time the sun was dead, many people’s lives were lost because of the cold wind and snow, which was embarrassing.

Perhaps no His Majesty the Emperor came to the Tai Cang at that time, and the Tai Cang at that time must not last ten years.

But anyway, the past is over.

What makes Cang Wuming curious is where this land that resembles the early Tai Cang came from.

Another golden light flashed in his eyes.

A strange scene happened, in Cang Wuming’s perspective.

Everything in this imperial capital in the early days of Tai Canggu melted away in an instant, dissipating like smoke and dust.

The dilapidated stone houses, the muddy roads, the yellow-faced and skinny people are gone.

The vast land has turned into nothingness.

In all of this, there is only one figure in the real existence.

It was a young girl, dressed in white, standing in the void, with a sincere smile on her face, talking to herself.

Or…she’s not talking to herself, but talking to someone.

But… the person who spoke to her did not really exist, but was illusory.

Cang Wuming frowned, he turned his head to think about it, and wanted to turn away.

This girl in white must have experienced many things, and she also has a deep connection with Tai Cang.

Because of this, Cang Wuming was unwilling to disturb her.

But at this moment, Cang Wuming seemed to suddenly remember something.

The golden light in his eyes gradually dimmed, and various illusions appeared again in this illusory place.

In these many fantasies, Cang Wuming saw a familiar figure opposite the girl.

“Um…that’s Meng Gui?”

Cang Wuming’s eyes narrowed slightly, and his expression became much more lonely.

Once, when Tai Cang was still weak and about to die, there was a half-bone tribesman who obeyed Ji Xia and died brazenly.

Today, 13,000 years have passed, and Ji Xia’s original body has died. He was reborn in this Huang Cangyuan body, staring coldly at the underworld, planning the world.

After such a long time, Ji Xia still didn’t forget Meng Gui, the look he gave Ji Xia when he left Tai Cang.

In that look, there is hope for Ji Xia, nostalgia for Tai Cang, and expectations for Tai Cang’s future.

He died with these…

Ji Xia’s thoughts moved slightly, and a thought silently landed on the girl in white.

The girl in white didn’t notice.

But Ji Xia already knew the identity of the girl in white.

“It’s that Flood Dragon.”

“It’s also the remaining bloodline of that old dragon.”

They do have a lot of origins with Tai Cang.

But now, the girl in white is trapped in the underworld for some unknown reason.

Thirteen thousand years have passed so quietly.

The girl in white still misses Meng Gui, and she still misses the days when she and Meng Gui were in Taicang.

Under the torment of longing, in this ruined world full of death and darkness, there is just such a land.

In this land, it carries the girl’s thoughts about the ghost, and it also carries his fantasies.

I hope that one day, Meng Gui can come back and go back to that poor but very happy small town with her.

Ji Xia stood in the sky and watched Taicheng for a long time, then quietly retreated without disturbing the girl in white.

However, the girl in white never noticed that an ethereal aura had flowed from her body and was caught by Ji Xia.

“Why does Hades go to great lengths to trap this dragon alive here?”

Ji Xia’s expression remained unchanged.

The ethereal aura in his hand was covered by the surging divine essence on his body.

He keenly felt that there was something very interesting lurking in this ethereal atmosphere.

“Xianglong, Miwo Ancient Tree, Shangsang Ancient Tree, Daxishen Dynasty, Hougao God Emperor…”

“There must be some connections hidden in it, and there are really not many things that can interest Hades.”

Ji Xia quietly withdrew from the land full of illusions, suddenly thinking of Meng Gui again in his mind.

“I don’t know if your remnant soul… has been wiped out by that Hades.”

…

In the boundless and barren cosmos world, full of mighty divine essence, it is like a sea of ​​divine essence, which makes one’s mind sway.

In this sea of ​​gods, a palace has already been established.

This palace is a dragon palace dojo, and the owner of the dojo is extremely powerful even in the boundless wilderness where the strong are like clouds.

It is much stronger than Lei Shiyuanjun and Yinjun.

Hei Tian, ​​the great Shen Liao who lost the kingdom of God, and the great Montenegro are not his opponents either.

The only ones who can be stronger than him are the nest evil who burns the source and the remaining two **** emperors.

At this moment.

This dragon palace is full of tyrannical atmosphere, and the power of destruction roams in this dragon palace.

In the Dragon Palace, many stars lingered, and many broken outer worlds floated in it.

When those forces of destruction swept through, the stars turned into powder, and the outer world was also destroyed.

And it all comes from an old dragon.

This old dragon is extremely old, his horns are dull and rough, his torso is rotten and emits a foul stench, and most of his scales have fallen…

All of this proves that this old dragon has reached its limit, and I am afraid that it will die soon and disappear completely between heaven and earth.

However, what is amazing is that the terrifying power of destruction just now burst out from this old dragon.

He is Yuan Nielong, the most powerful existence in this world except for the mysterious Yinlong.

When Yuan Nielong broke free from the sunless sky, it was still as bright as the sun, and his momentum was surging.

Time is only ten thousand years, but Yuan Nielong has become so old, as if it has suffered some kind of terrible disaster, which is shocking~www.mtlnovel.com~ There is even a fragment of the origin of the world in this dragon palace. .

This fragment of the origin of the world is also sluggish like the Yuan Evil Dragon, exuding a strong breath of death.

The origin of heaven and earth is eternity. As long as the boundless wilderness is immortal, it will never grow old and never die.

But for some unknown reason, the fragments of the origin of heaven and earth in the Dragon Palace seem to be on the verge of extinction, which is very shocking.

Just when the old dragon was angry, the power of destruction burst out.

A figure slowly walked into the Dragon Palace Dojo from the void.

The man was dressed in black, and his face was covered with a ghost face.

Twenty-four real dragons are engraved on the ghost’s face.

These real dragons obviously do not belong to this era. They hover in front of a palace tower, spitting dragon balls, and burning with blazing fire.

Yuan Nielong saw that the breath of the incoming person gradually calmed down.

He stared at the ghost-faced man, as if waiting for the ghost-faced man to speak.

“When Ji Xia fell, the Underworld ordered the powerhouses of the third realm to attack Tai Cang. You enter my Dragon Palace, and I don’t want to make a move.”

“Now, about three thousand years, you always have to fulfill your promise.”

Yuan Nielong’s tone was cold, but he revealed deep fatigue.

After a short sentence, he took a deep breath.

But at this moment, from outside the Dragon Palace, a divine sense descended.

That spiritual thought was extremely hot, mixed with the momentum of fire, and there were endless rays hidden in it.

“Saint Anode…”

Yuan Nielong frowned.

In the next moment, he flew in the void, the rotten parts of his body became normal, the dragon horns on his head also became radiant, and the scales on his body all grew out…

In just an instant, the Yuan Evil Dragon is no longer old, and greets the Yang Shengjun in a prosperous manner.

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