Chapter 3294 Into Heaven
Chapter 3294 Cheng Tiandao
The emptiness is vast and the darkness is boundless.
That small universe is like a bright pearl embedded in nothingness.
Still haven't seen Ye Chen.
Turning decay into magic, he buried himself, merged into the universe, and became the universe.
In an unknown year, Cang Miao gained two more grains of light.
Although they are small, they seem to have life, and they gather bit by bit with the years.
A hundred years.
They seem to have grown up, and evolved from the light of rice grains back then into a sun and a moon. The dazzling sunlight and bright moonlight illuminate the world, and dreams are reflected in the brilliance.
Then, there are stars.
The vast night sky is dotted with stars, each of which is shining with eternal light.
Since then, the small universe has day and night.
Day and night change, the sun and the moon reincarnate, and the law of time is engraved, forming a touch in the dark.
The years are still so long.
Until the world changes, and when a new day comes, more buds will emerge, and even the dry branches will grow branches and leaves at a speed visible to the naked eye. At a glance, they will be full of vitality.
It's spring, and everything revives.
Time is not old, the world is changing, Ku Xia lined up and stepped onto the stage of new history.
The sun was shining brightly, and the earth was burned and cracked.
March is fleeting, the breeze is so refreshing, and the sky is slightly fluttering, which is the bleakness of autumn.
The flowers and leaves are withered, and the white clothes in winter are more dusty than imagined.
The abundance of spring, the sweltering heat of summer, the bleakness of autumn, and the silence of winter, each has its own style.
On a quiet night, dark clouds can be seen in the sky, and thunder and lightning are torn apart.
It's raining, pouring rain, accompanied by howling winds, pouring the sky and the earth.
this rain,
One hundred years at a time.
Rainwater converges with the source of life, gathers in gullies, forms rivers in rivers, and traverses the vast land.
Rain, thunder, and lightning are all there.
However, the universe is in nirvana, the rules are changing, and the entire universe is evolving forever.
The light of the morning sun is warm and peaceful.
Standing on the top of the mountain, overlooking the four seas and the wilderness, it is a wonderful scene. There are many mountains, lush vegetation, Xiongjiang rushing, and brooks gurgling. , dense and hazy, it really became a fairyland on earth.
Looking carefully, everything reflects Ye Chen's shadow.
That's right, decaying into magic, the seed of eternity, finally performed the great world of all things, and every thing can be called Ye Chen, he is eternity, and also all things, the creator god of this small universe.
He still didn't show up.
The transformation is not complete, the body is integrated into the universe, and Miracle is taking the final step.
It's winter again, and it's snowing heavily.
The dry and cold world is covered with a layer of snow-white coat, which is not stained with the slightest filth.
I don't know how many days have passed in the ancient prehistoric times.
All the emperors are cross-legged, sitting on the ground, not forgetting enlightenment, unreliable such as Xuandi, Ghost Emperor and Underworld Emperor, they are also quite peaceful, although they are not quasi-huang emperors, they still have to seek breakthroughs, the holy body If they are stronger, the way of heaven will be weaker, and it is the same for common people. If they are stronger, the way of heaven will be weaker.
There was a moment when all the emperors opened their eyes together and collectively looked towards the end of the ancient times.
The empress returned, covered in blood. When she walked to the end, she couldn't stand firmly and almost fell down. She was exhausted, but she smiled in the exhaustion. It seemed that many supreme beings had been resurrected.
Under the attention of everyone, she flicked her sleeves, and many figures appeared.
At that moment, including the gods, everyone got up subconsciously, staring blankly at that side. They used to be the supreme beings of the ancient heavens, including quasi-desolate peaks, and the first-level emperors, old friends from the past, and mentors from eternity. , one is stronger than the other, and the seniority is more scary than the other.
"One era."
There are too many supreme elders tearing up and down, fighting together for thousands of years, and in the blink of an eye, it has been the cycle of time.
No time for reminiscence.
The empress used eternity to hold on, and sacrificed the enlightened Dunjia Tianzi one after another. Each Tianzi was fused into a Supreme, and she was responsible for the fusion of the Supreme and the Tianzi. Only in this way can it be regarded as a true resurrection.
"What an unknown, what a word."
Zizai Tian whispered, consecrated the Dunjia, resurrected the Supreme, and became the root of the Tianzi. In this process, she is a witness, witnessing what is miraculous. Such things are impossible to happen in their universe.
She has already seen a corner of the so-called sky outside the sky.
Because of this, she looks forward to the Eternal Immortal Realm even more. Tianzi, Unknown and Xiaowa are all so weird, not to mention the real Eternal Immortal Realm. If one day, if the gate of eternity opens wide, she will have no hesitation Step in, fly moths to the flames, no regrets, just look at the eternity.
puff!
When she was in a trance, the empress spat out blood. She was beaten so badly in the unknown that she was almost buried and suffered serious injuries.
Why!
With a sigh, Zi Zai Tian walked out of the small world of the Empress, took some Tian characters, and swayed them casually. The supreme beings who were lying in mid-air and sleeping, melted into each other, practicing their own way.
Clearly, she was helping.
People who have done the way of heaven should have no desire, no desire, and no anger or hatred for time.
"Thanks."
The empress smiled tiredly, took a step back, and sat powerlessly on the rock.
"When the way of heaven recovers, you have no chance of winning."
Zizai Tiandan said, although the position of the god has fallen, the vision is still there. After staying for so long, he has somewhat understood the universe. There is not a single supreme god. If there is a war, the heavens will be defeated.
"The fate of the common people will last forever."
The empress whispered, and while speaking, she glanced sideways at Dihuang and Hongyan.
The two have basically recovered and are still changing.
This proves that Ye Chen is still there, and he must be nirvana in a certain corner. He is not only the sword that slaughters the gods, but also inherits the belief of the common people. Back then, she was able to win a generation of holy demons, and now he will definitely be able to slaughter the heavens.
Zizaitian didn't speak any more, and continued to melt the word.
In the past, she also had immortal obsession like the empress, but now, there is only a little puppet-like humble desire left, except for the eternal fairyland, there is nothing in the world that can make her mood turbulent.
With a simple dialogue, both of them fell silent.
That day, they were fighting to the death, but this time they seem to have become close friends with a tacit understanding.
At the end, there are many more living Supremes.
When the younger emperor saw it, he bowed his hands and bowed from a distance. He had only heard the legend, but it was the first time he had seen a real person.
Once fought against the sky.
These ancient gods, stepping on the mountain of corpses and dripping the sea of blood, honed the evil spirit, which is incomparable to future generations. It is really like the gods of killing, coming from Jiuyou, each of them is powerful in the world.
"God's executor, stay safe."
The newly revived Heavenly Supreme Beings all gathered at the altar where a generation of holy demons were sealed.
After an era, their words have calmed down a lot. There is no roaring, no roaring from the soul. Everything is so plain and ordinary. It must have experienced life and death, and it has long been looked down upon. It is just a continuation of the unfulfilled long-cherished wish of the previous life.
"All living beings are ants." A generation of holy demons smiled.
And this line seems to be exclusive to him, no matter who comes, he will take it out and slip around.
In his opinion, if it is not Huangdi class, it is no different from ants.
On this point, the emperors did not refute, nor did they bother to refute, and they will fight against the sky in the future.
After stopping for a long time, the emperors left.
There are quite a lot of mountain tops, and there are many figures of them, all crossed their legs, they are all enlightened, and they are all fighting for that desolate emperor. In the previous life, they didn't know whether they were defeated or won.
small universe.
The snow is still falling, and it will last for a thousand years at once, dyeing the whole world in white.
Until one day, the falling blood flowers turned into wisps of light.
It is eternal light, like celestial rain, pouring down on the world, nourishing the universe and the earth.
All things return to spring.
A new life is born, and this new life refers not only to everything, but also to Ye Chen.
This nirvana took thousands of years.
And he finally completely turned decay into magic, creating that legendary myth.
In the boundless land, he reshaped a human being.
It is still the ancient holy body, or the eternal real body, more immortal than before sleeping, bright brilliance blooms on him; the breath of all things lingers around him, as well as the universe and rules, all become imprints, engraved into him It touched the deepest part of his soul, that is also the imprint of this universe.
"Heaven."
Ye Chen closed his eyes and murmured softly, comfortably sucking in the breath of heaven and earth, his consciousness drifted, and his mind wandered too emptily.
boom! Rumble!
Every time he took a breath, the sky was thundering and lightning, the earth was humming and shaking, rivers were rolling, winds were whistling, sometimes heavy rain poured down, sometimes everything withered, and there was no sign of it.
In other words, everything in this universe moves because of him.
As long as he is willing, just one thought can turn the sea into mulberry fields; and just one thought can make the universe dry up.
This is the way of heaven, God, and the ruler of all things.
This point, Zhao Yun's way of the universe, can also do it, but it will disturb the rules and the universe.
Compared with these, the heavens and the universe are unexpected.
There is a way of heaven, and there is a way of heaven in the way of heaven. The authority is divided and weakened, and it cannot be destroyed by a single thought.
"It's a wonderful feeling."
Ye Chen opened his eyes, and his eyes turned from chaos to eternity. After thousands of years of transformation, eternity has become infinitely close to perfection. His body has decayed, but he has magically revealed Dao Yun. He is God, overlooking the world.
Unfortunately, in this world, there is no one alive except him.
But, one day, it will evolve, maybe mortals, maybe immortals, but no matter how strong they are, they can't surpass his heavenly way, some kind of dominating power, which will be wiped out in the blink of an eye.
"A new civilization."
Ye Chen smiled, and went straight up step by step, walking and seeing all the way, this is his universe.
While walking, Dunjia Tianzi flew back and circled his side.
I don't know why, the word "Tian" is more kind to him, maybe he has integrated the word "Tao", maybe it is the way of heaven, no matter which one it belongs to, it is enough for them to be spiritual, like a group of lively children.
After drinking a pot of wine, Ye Chen settled on the top of the mountain.
The rules have been laid down, the universe has been met, and it has become the way of heaven, and it is easy to return to the heavens.
This time, he has a way.
It is still the way of dreams, the nirvana of thousands of years, not only the decay into magic, but also the thousands of years of enlightenment. In this field, I don't know if he can catch up with Yao Chi's footsteps, but his comprehension of dreams back to the ages has been qualitative. His transformation is also attributed to Cheng Tiandao, so far, he has some kind of privilege.