Three thousand years, an era has changed.
Perhaps, the catastrophe has passed.
For many people, this is definitely a fortunate thing, but for Feng Feiyun, there is an indescribable sense of loss in his heart.
The two left the Seventh Starry Sky Ancient City and went to the Eighth Starry Sky Ancient City through the Tianshu Divine Machine.
What I see here is still the ruins, the blood-stained starry sky, the broken ancient city, and the whole space is filled with a strong chill, which is the killing intent and war waves left by the ancestors three thousand years ago, and there is no such thing as of now. dissipate.
Then, went to the ancient city of Ninth Starry Sky.
There is still a dead silence here, and the surrounding stars have been shattered, turning into small pieces of meteorites, filling the entire starry sky.
"Let's go! The war has ended, and we have missed an era." There was no smile on Mo Yaoyao's splendid face, only a sense of helplessness.
Although the Holy Spirit can go to the past and the future, he cannot change anything in the past and the future, so they cannot go back.
If you miss it, you really miss it.
"Go to the God Realm." Feng Feiyun was still unwilling.
The realm of the gods is a half-real, half-nothing world, where there are gods and evil spirits, who build their own kingdoms.
They don't call themselves gods, they call themselves gods.
Feng Feiyun and Mo Yaoyao walked into a sacred mountain in the realm of the gods. There are many gods and evil spirits with powerful cultivation bases gathered here, building countless shrines and temples, and even countless temples.
Ordinary gods and evil residences are temples.
Only those with a powerful cultivation base can build a shrine, set up a shrine, and control thousands of evil spirits.
"Three thousand years ago, there was an earth-shattering war in the God Realm. The Heavenly God Continent, Vulcan Continent, and Water God Continent in the God Realm were all affected, with heavy casualties and many ancient gods perished." A white-haired old woman was sitting in the temple. On the altar, there is a deep taboo in his eyes.
This old woman is called "Luo Po God", and in this territory of the God Realm, she is regarded as an extremely powerful evil spirit.
Feng Feiyun stood in the center of the temple, and said again, "Is the gate to the fairyland opened in the end?"
"The gate of the fairyland?" Luo Po Shen was a little puzzled.
"It seems that your cultivation is too low, and you are not qualified to know these things, Yaoyao, let her go! Let's go." Feng Feiyun turned around and walked out of the temple.
Mo Yaoyao's hand was pinched on Poshen Luo's neck, and slowly released, her jade hand gently patted Poshen Luo's shoulder, squinting her eyes and smiling: "I'm sorry!"
Luo Po was still in fear, staring at a man and a woman who walked out of the temple, and his heart was shocked. The cultivation of these two people was too powerful. Could it be the Holy Spirit
Feng Feiyun and Mo Yaoyao went to the Heavenly God Continent again. Sure enough, a Holy Spirit-level battle took place here. The entire continent was torn apart, and many territories had sunk into the Sea of Gods.
Although the territory of the Tianshen Continent is not as vast as the Xiniu Hezhou, the length of the continent is also 18 trillion miles long.
But such a continent was shattered, showing the tragic battle of that year.
Outside the Temple of Heaven.
Feng Feiyun looked at the palace tower in front of him that seemed like a fantasy and seemed to be real. There was a sacred mountain suspended in the palace tower, a sacred pillar stood on the sacred mountain, and there were powerful gods who would walk among the gates of heaven.
"Heavenly God is one of the seventy-two main gods of the God Realm. He is the master of the Heavenly God Continent. He is an extremely powerful evil spirit." Mo Yaoyao said.
Feng Feiyun said: "Then let's go to pay homage to this Lord God."
"Stop, this is the Temple of Heaven, isn't it the place you want to break in?" A beautiful goddess with white hair scolded, wearing a white battle armor and holding an ancient divine jade spear.
She has a quasi-sage level of cultivation, and is one of the ten gods in the Temple of Heaven.
Mo Yaoyao's body burst out with the aura of the Holy Spirit, her body was as bright as a star, and countless Xia Wei was surrounding her body.
The face of the white-haired goddess changed slightly, and he hurriedly saluted, saying: "It turns out that it is Lord Holy Spirit, I will go and tell Lord God of Heaven."
"No, just take us there." Feng Feiyun's voice carried an irresistible will of the Holy Spirit.
The white-haired goddess hesitated for a moment, and finally brought Feng Feiyun and Mo Yaoyao into the Temple of Heaven.
The gods have already left the customs, sitting on the top of the temple, overlooking Feng Feiyun and Mo Yaoyao, and said, "Sages of the lower realm, why are you all coming to the realm of the gods again?"
Feng Feiyun walked in the temple and said, "I came to you, I want to ask you some questions, you don't need to know about other things. I ask one question, you answer one, understand?"
"Presumptuous! In front of you is the god of the gods, one of the seventy-two main gods of the gods. What are you? Dare to talk to the gods like this?" Below the temple, stood an ancient god who was burning with flame. Reached the first realm of the Holy Spirit.
He is the illustrious Holy Spirit Marquis of the Heavenly God Continent.
"boom!"
This Holy Spirit Divine Marquis hit out a divine seal to suppress Feng Feiyun.
Feng Feiyun stood there and did not move.
One of Mo Yaoyao's tails flew out, directly blasting the Holy Spirit Divine Marquis out, smashing the god wall of the Heavenly God Temple into a big hole.
The gods and evil spirits in the Temple of Heaven were angry and wanted to take action, but they were suppressed by the gods, "Go back, the one standing in front of you is a holy king, do you want to bring disaster to the Temple of Heaven? "
Although Tianshen is one of the main gods, he is only an immeasurable true saint. He is on the same level as Mo Yaoyao. In front of the holy king, he still has to bow his head.
Those divine generals and holy princes in the Temple of Heaven were all startled, my God! This man turned out to be a holy king!
King of the Holy Spirit, supreme between heaven and earth.
This is simply too terrifying. When the Holy King is angry, he can smash the continent of the God Realm and destroy one world. Even the Lord God may be sealed by the Holy King.
Tianshen said: "Senior Holy King, ask any questions you have! If I know, I will definitely hide nothing."
On the road of cultivation, the seniority is not determined by age, but the elder and youngest are determined by cultivation.
Feng Feiyun said: "Three thousand years ago, did the gate of the fairyland open?"
"No! The gate of the fairyland did not appear at all, perhaps the gate of the fairyland does not exist in the world at all." Tianshen said lightly.
Feng Feiyun said, "Where are the seven ancient ships of the gods?"
"All have been taken away, some fell into the hands of Xeon in the Great World of Hunyuan, and some were forcibly taken away by the divine outside the realm. As for who fell into the hands, I don't know." Tianshen paused. He added: "The Continent of the Gods was smashed to pieces by one of the ancient ships of the gods."
"Which ancient ship of the gods?" Feng Feiyun said.
Tianshen Dao: "That ancient ship of the gods is full of ghost fog, showing blood red, and it is hundreds of millions of miles long. Standing outside the void, you can hear the sound of ghosts on the ghost ship. On the ghost ship, engraved with The magic picture of 'A Hundred Ghosts Going to a Banquet' is breathtaking. On the bow of the boat, there is a stele of God, with dense inscriptions, with a mighty aura of destroying the world."
Those divine generals and Holy Spirit Marquis in the Temple of Heaven recalled the scene three thousand years ago, and their hearts were still trembling. That ghost ship was so terrifying, it was like the boat of a demon.
"With just one collision, the entire Heavenly God Continent was torn into two halves. Hundreds of Holy Spirits died under that blow, and hundreds of millions of souls were shaken to death by the shock of that blow."
"I can't imagine what a terrifying figure the owner of the ghost ship is. He is simply a god of death that the Holy Spirit fears."
Feng Feiyun and Mo Yaoyao looked at each other, "The witch."
The female devil must have obtained the body of the crystal red ghost ship, and also obtained the monument of the god of destruction. The cultivation base must have been restored. Listening to the descriptions of these people in the temple, perhaps her cultivation base has improved to a higher level.
Driving a ghost ship, carrying a monument to destroy the world, thousands of ghosts dance together, and hundreds of ghosts go to the banquet. Imagining this picture is terrifying.
Feng Feiyun and Mo Yaoyao left the Temple of Heaven, and went to look for other continents in the God Realm, but they found nothing, so they returned to Tongtian Road again, planning to return to the Great World of Hunyuan.
"The monks from outside the realm and the saints from the Great World of Hunyuan have left the God Realm. The gate to the Immortal Realm has not appeared, but the seven ancient ships of the gods have appeared." Feng Feiyun walked on the road to the sky and set foot on the return. road.
"I don't know if the Great World of Hunyuan Relics still exists or not, maybe the creatures are extinct." Mo Yaoyao said.
Feng Feiyun said: "The purpose of those supreme beings outside the realm is the gate of the immortal world and the immortal bead. Before these two things are found, they should not take too extreme measures, at least they will not destroy the land of the immortal beads."
After passing through the nine ancient cities of starry sky, walk out of the road to the sky, and come to the fairy world again.
"Someone has come out of the road to the sky again."
"It's a monk in the Great World of the Pearl Hunyuan."
"Now the master of Xiaoling Xianjie is the Taiji Palace of our Wuji Hunyuan Great World. All the monks who left behind the Pearl Hunyuan Great World must submit to the holy power of the Taiji Palace and be the slaves of our Taiji Palace. , shoot to kill."
A woman wearing a Tai Chi Taoist robe stood in the void, about twenty years old, with a beautiful appearance, holding the Taoist seal in her hand, her eyes were cold, staring at Feng Feiyun and the two.
That look was like that of an aloof master looking down at the pigs and dogs she kept in captivity.
There were many monks from outside the territory surrounded by soldiers with sneers on their faces.
Among them, some people were wearing handcuffs and shackles, and their clothes were tattered. They were also standing around, ready to attack Feng Feiyun. They used to be the powerhouses and overlords of the Xiaoling Immortal Realm, but now they all submit to the majesty of the Taiji Palace and become the lackeys and slaves of the Taiji Palace.
Feng Feiyun's eyes swept away, staring at a familiar figure, and said, "The thirteenth prince of the dragon clan?"
The thirteenth prince of the dragon clan also stood in the group of servants, but he was still dressed very brightly, and he was not wearing shackles, and he was still proud of himself until Feng Feiyun called out his name.
"Feng Feiyun, you... Didn't you die in a black hole three thousand years ago?" The thirteenth prince of the dragon clan recognized Feng Feiyun. After three thousand years, he almost didn't recognize Feng Feiyun.
The woman wearing a tai chi robe stared coldly at the thirteenth prince of the dragon clan, and said, "Long Shisan, do you know these two people?"
"Return..." said the thirteenth prince of the dragon clan.
"Kneel down and talk." The woman in the Tai Chi robe snorted coldly.
The body of the thirteenth prince of the dragon clan trembled slightly, he gritted his teeth and squeezed his hands tightly, the arrogance on his body disappeared in an instant, and he slowly bowed and knelt in front of the woman, saying: "Reporting to Holy Venerable Su Su, This person is the former young king of the Zhuzhu Hunyuan Great World, who killed many monks in our Wuji Hunyuan Great World."
Feng Feiyun stared at the thirteenth prince of the dragon clan tightly, shaking his head again and again, did he even surrender to such an arrogant person
There was no schadenfreude in his heart, only an unspeakable sadness. The thirteenth prince of the dragon clan is still like this, what about the others