Among the kings of geniuses, "Wan Qianqiu", the king of kings, finally came, but it was just a glimpse, and then he was shrouded in layers of fog, making it impossible for people to see his true colors clearly.
However, just such a light glance left a deep impression on Jiang Li's heart, he seemed to feel Liu Bang's appearance when he saw Qin Shihuang, "A man should be like this."
When Wan Qianqiu appeared, those famous genius kings all bowed their heads and paid homage to him. This was not the kind of superficial respect, but from the bottom of the heart, the deepest admiration.
It can be seen from this that Wan Qianqiu's personality charm is also absolutely unique, and it is definitely not comparable to ordinary leaders.
"Could it be that this person has really become the king of the king of the avenue, the king of kings, the avenue of destiny, known as the number one? It is rumored that this avenue is impossible to appear. Once it appears, it will be a moment of great calamity in the multiverse of the world. Who is this person? It is difficult to determine whether he was born in response to disaster or in response to the times. Such a genius is actually someone who can compete with him? Then what is the origin of the king of genius kings in the brain of the universe? Is it Wang Chao? It should be impossible. If it is Wang Chao In Chao’s case, it would definitely not be the current situation, and Wang Chao’s majesty would not use these false things to get the title of the king of genius kings. Another point is that Wang Chao is very likely to be the reincarnation of the Yuanshi Heavenly King. body, once it unleashes all its power, it may be comparable to the master of the Tower of Immortality and the master of the Brain of the Universe." Jiang Li made some calculations, and concluded that the king of genius kings in the Starfield of the Brain of the Universe is definitely not Wang Chao, Wang Chao should be a stronger existence.
Boom!
Wan Qianqiu was shrouded in the mist, and shot suddenly, aiming at the Eastern Emperor's Temple. First, a ray of light rushed out of the mist, turned into a rain of flowers, aimed at the temple, and descended one after another.
The blood-stained temple, stained with petals, suddenly had a bleak artistic conception, as if the glory of the end of life.
This is Wan Qianqiu's cultivation base, what he displays is not some supernatural power, nor martial arts, but a kind of artistic conception, the artistic conception of resolving the tragic resentment, this is a kind of transcendence.
Those petals are not runes, nor are they spiritually condensed entities, let alone matter, but a kind of transcendence from ancient times, neither real nor illusory.
Originally, the Eastern Emperor's Temple was full of resentment, and anyone who entered it would never return, but now, after this round of relief, the resentment began to dissolve, and a gentle breath was emitted from the temple.
However, the gate of the temple is still closed, and there are shocking cracks on it.
"Eternal ages, in one palm!"
The sound of thousands of autumns came out of the mist.
A huge palm protruded from it, pure white, crystal clear like jade, and some lines appeared on the palm, similar to the lines of cause and effect, with red threads mixed with fate.
The palm appeared without much movement, like a mist, like a mirage, slowly reached the top of the Eastern Emperor's Temple, and then grabbed it gently, as if the owner of the Eastern Emperor's Temple was picking up his own things.
"What kind of artistic conception is this?" Jiang Li felt that once this hand is released, no one will have any resistance, because this hand is the master's hand, the hand of God, and any magic weapon that is grasped will be regarded as the owner of the magic weapon.
Every move of Wanqianqiu is not based on how strong the spiritual power is, nor is it based on how strong the vitality is, but what is the artistic conception.
Inadvertently, it is the true meaning, the artistic conception is ever-changing, all wishes come true, dreams come true, he seems to have reached a state where he can do whatever he wants, and he can do whatever he thinks.
He is the Creator, and He is the God who created all worlds.
"Artistic conception, every move, every move, every move, I have never felt that artistic conception is so important, and artistic conception can reach this level." Jiang Li had a little understanding.
In fact, Jiang Li already knew the importance of artistic conception when he first learned martial arts. Any martial art needs the support of artistic conception, otherwise it will be difficult to become a master.
However, power and strength are just as important.
But now, Wan Qianqiu has actually interpreted martial arts to an indescribable level! That is to distort the facts with pure artistic conception.
This kind of Daoist technique completely surpassed the Great Emperor's Seal, and the highest unique dream seal of the Great Emperor's Seal is nothing more than confusing the difference between reality and dreams.
But now Wan Qianqiu is more domineering, what I think is what I think, everything changes with my thoughts, the real material world is my thoughts.
"Could it be that this is the Dao of Destiny?" Jiang Li seemed to have some clues in his mind, his 10 rules, emptiness, life, forgetfulness, fate, center, human world, struggle, mystery, rebirth, broken.
Although these 10 rules have been condensed successfully, it seems that there are still deficiencies in the artistic conception, and there is still room for improvement.
In addition, the next eleventh rule seems to be ready to come out.
The appearance of Wan Qianqiu gave Jiang Li a lot of inspiration.
Perhaps, only such an outstanding genius, the king of geniuses who are far beyond the world, would stimulate Jiang Li. Jiang Li's mind was squirming. First of all, the law of Wukong had undergone profound changes. Originally, Wukong meant truth.
There is no emptiness, nothing is nothing, emptiness is nothingness, and the addition of emptiness means there is no nothingness. Represents the material world.
But now, when Jiang Li sees Wan Qianqiu's hand, he knows that there are still big loopholes in his thinking, and he has no idea what the real material world is.
What he thought to be the truth before was overthrown one by one.
At this moment, his cultivation reached a new level. The law of emptiness was broken and reassembled. Next, all the laws were broken one by one and reassembled. After this series of changes, all the laws The gap between the law and the law is larger, more flexible, and able to accommodate more energy.
Of course, the essence of the law has not changed now, and it will take a period of retreat and comprehension to practice these 10 rules again.
Boom!
When Jiang Li realized it, Wan Qianqiu's big hand had already grasped the Eastern Emperor's Temple, and the Eastern Emperor's Temple began to shake violently, and the screams of hundreds of millions of demon gods came from inside, and black air seeped out from it. It is a strong immemorial curse.
These ancient grievances erupted, even thousands of years couldn't resist it, and in an instant, that white hand became as black as ink.
However, with a flick of Wan Qianqiu's fingers, the pitch-black grievances on the big hand scattered. Unfortunately, as soon as these grievances were flicked away, they burrowed up like tarsal maggots.
"You guys, mobilize the formations and absorb these ancient curses!"
At this time, Wan Qianqiu began to push his own plan.
Many genius kings around shouted and mobilized the formation, and a tyrannical mental force hit Wan Qianqiu's palm, pulling away those ancient curses immediately.
boom!
Those ancient grievances turned into thousands of black smoke, rushing to the body of every genius king, and many more ancient grievances flew towards some ordinary geniuses such as Jiang Li.
Many ordinary geniuses from the genius training camp were captured on the spot.
These geniuses are used to absorb and disperse those ancient curses, all of which are under Wan Qianqiu's control.
He let out a long howl, and all the black smoke of the ancient curse on his arm was bounced away. However, those ancient curses could not be eliminated at all, even if they were bounced away temporarily, they would still cling to them and could not be eliminated at all.
Of course, those immemorial curses are still draining Wan Qianqiu's energy.
However, at the moment of the bounce, Wan Qianqiu launched the big formation again.
All the black energy that was bounced away was absorbed by the large formation and turned into tens of thousands of Taos, all of which were absorbed by other genius kings and ordinary geniuses.
This is the power of crowds.
"Be careful, the immemorial curse is coming." Hua Zhuxian had long been prepared for it. Since he couldn't escape this time, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and come forward.
Jiang Li had waited a long time ago, and saw a black air descending from the depths of the sky.
Although there was only a trace of the ancient curse on him, if he couldn't resist this trace, he would die directly.
The black air flew across the sky, and in a flash, it attached itself to Jiang Li's soul fire. In an instant, Jiang Li felt that many ancient demon gods appeared in the depths of his soul, roaring and devouring his will.
what!
He let out a long roar, and the naked eye could see that in his body, many demon gods were biting his flesh and blood, devouring his energy, and absorbing his soul, but he could only stir up the fire of the soul, burning them one by one, The grievances of these demon gods are eliminated.
However, how could the resentful curse of the Primordial Demon God be eliminated
If it was so simple to be refined, it would have been collected long ago, and it is impossible for Wan Qianqiu to create such a big formation.
Fortunately, Jiang Li only got a trace of resentment, if there was more, he would fall directly and turn into a devil.
"It is true that I cannot dissolve this ancient curse. If I dissolve it, my strength will definitely increase greatly. Unfortunately, I seem to be unable to refine this curse at all. I can only condense it in my body and suppress it desperately. , I must refine this ancient curse, and rekindle the fire of my soul to a new height."
For the time being, Jiang Li couldn't refine the ancient curse in front of him, but he couldn't let the curse of the ancient demon devour his life essence, so he wanted to open the seal to seal the ancient curse in front of him.
"Seal, a dream for thousands of years!" He unfolded the Great Emperor's Dream Seal, completely suppressed his own cultivation, and condensed his essence into strips of natal substances, which would not be snatched away by the ancient demon god.
Moreover, in his body, a huge seal slowly unfolded.
The ancient curse must be sealed.
Hua Zhuxian was also entangled in the body by the ancient curse at this time, but he was obviously more relaxed. The ancient curse was entangled in the depths of his soul, and suddenly a flame rune erupted from his body, turning this trace of the ancient The grievances were completely wrapped up and burned cracklingly.
It's not his power, but the Vulcan rune.