"this!"
Suddenly, Xia Ping's body shook. He felt the original energy from the higher hell, as if he didn't need money, instilled crazily in his body.
The countless Hell Golden Crow cells in his body are all cheering. For the Hell Golden Crow bloodline, these energy from the origin of Hell is simply the greatest tonic.
After a few breaths, he found that the Hell Golden Crow cells in his body were awakening crazily, one hundred million, one billion, tens of billions, hundreds of billions...
One after another, torrential energy burst out from his body, pouring into his limbs, and every corner of his body was filled with abundant energy.
But the most important thing is not the instillation of the original energy, but the contract between Qinglian Hell's original will and Xia Ping's soul.
In an instant, from this group of cyan chaotic source energy, a cyan slate emerged. This is the original slate of Qinglian Hell, which is called the creation slate.
If you control this creation stone slab, it is equivalent to control everything in Qinglian Hell.
If it hadn't been recognized by Qinglian Hell's original will, it would be impossible to refine this creation slab, and it would be greatly resisted by the original will.
However, Xia Ping has already received the recognition of the original will, so it is quite simple to refining, as if he had been sent all the way to Tsinghua and Peking University, and there was no need for an exam.
Booming~~
In an instant, Xia Ping felt a shock in his soul, and the wisps of soul aura instantly melted into the creation slab, and he completely refined the creation slab in a breathing time.
"this!"
Xia Ping immediately realized that the entire world had undergone earth-shaking changes, and his own will was immediately integrated into the creation slate, and entered the deepest part of the origin of Qinglian Hell.
The soul he found seemed to envelop the entire Qinglian Hell, and he could feel every mountain, every valley, every river, and even every grain of gravel in the entire Qinglian Hell at will.
It seems that Qinglian Hell is a part of oneself.
As long as he moved his mind and spurred the power of the origin of Qinglian Hell, he could transform the various terrains of Qinglian Hell at will.
For example, letting the mountains uplift, the rivers widening, and so on, it's like a god of creation, making the world arbitrarily fabricated and changing it into a shape and place you like.
However, this requires a large amount of original energy, and it is not able to do whatever one wants.
"It seems that the damage is too serious."
At this moment, Xia Ping frowned, and soon he discovered that the Qinglian Hell at this moment was too badly damaged. It was originally intact, and the original energy like the sun was missing a large piece at this moment.
It was like being eaten by the moon, and swallowed a large chunk of it abruptly. This caused a heavy loss to Qinglian Hell, and even the original will was completely damaged, as if it were a candle in the wind.
-It is no wonder that the origin of Qinglian Hell was so anxious before, looking everywhere for someone who could save her. If one step later, I am afraid that the origin of Qinglian Hell will be swallowed up by the void monsters and completely destroyed.
Vaguely, he also perceives the entire Qinglian Hell with hundreds of holes, exuding an aura of destruction everywhere, as if it would completely collapse in the next second.
"this!"
Xia Ping looked speechless. He thought he had taken a big advantage, but he did not expect to get a hot taro and accept a mess. This is a higher plane of hell that is about to collapse.
If you want to repair this higher plane of hell, you don't know how long it will take and how much energy it consumes.
However, if you think about it, the same is true. If it was the Qinglian Hell in its heyday, how could its original will admit that it was only a person in the realm of an ancient saint.
It is precisely because it is in danger that it will lower its requirements and accept orders when it is in danger.
"No, it's not right, there seems to be an easy way to fix it."
At this moment, Xia Ping touched his chin, his eyes showed a gleam, and his eyes were on the tens of billions of void monsters petrified by the power of the real demon god.
To be honest, the bodies of these void monsters have huge original energy, but ordinary demons can't use them at all.
But he was different. He possessed the power of the Hell Golden Crow. Every drop of blood burned the flames of the Hell Golden Crow. He could easily refine these void monsters and let them ignite like fuel.
If all the corpses of these tens of billions of void monsters are ignited, and the huge source energy is completely integrated into the source of Qinglian Hell, I am afraid that it will not only repair the original energy of Qinglian Hell, but also make Qinglian Hell stronger.
Thinking of this, he didn't hesitate.
Whoosh!
In a flash, with the help of Qinglian Hell's original will, Xia Ping stepped out of the Demon God Ruins at once, and no restraint formation could stop him.
He came directly to the place where countless void monsters gathered. At this moment, the demons in Qinglian Hell were basically dead, and he didn't worry about his behavior being seen by other demons.
Wow~~~
In the next second, Xia Ping circulated the Hell Golden Crow flame in his body, instantly turning into a sea of flames, completely burning these petrified void monsters.
Although these void monsters have been petrified, the original energy in their bodies has not changed, so when the Hell Golden Crow flame penetrates into the bodies of these void monsters.
Suddenly, it was as if the flame met the oil, and it started to burn.
Booming~~
In an instant, the stone sculptures of void monsters, under the burning of the golden crow flames of hell, immediately turned into huge torches, and red flames rose into the sky.
If there is a demon watching outside, you will definitely see the entire Qinglian Hell enveloped in flames, as if turning into a huge fireball, turning into a blazing sun, blooming with endless rays of light.
……
Under Xia Ping's actions, several days passed in the blink of an eye.
During this period of time, tens of billions of void monsters were ignited by the power of the Hell Golden Crow flame. They burned all over their bodies, and all the impurities in their bodies were burned to ashes and turned into strands of black flames to be repelled out.
In the end, they all left the purest and purest source energy.
Even the original energy of Qinglian Hell, which was originally swallowed by these void monsters, was released from their stomachs and returned to the land of Qinglian Hell again.
It can be said that this Qinglian Hell not only did not lose anything, but also made a lot of money.
"It's starting to evolve."
Xia Ping was so excited that the corpses of these void monsters melted and turned into a huge source of hell, which was like golden liquid, integrated into every corner of the land of Qinglian Hell.
And these energies were also greedily absorbed by Qinglian Hell's original will.