Luo Xiao, the ancestor, did not know when he woke up, and he also sensed the changes in the world's situation from the divine king Lang Wo's consciousness, so he spoke out his thoughts.
"Luo Xiao, the ancestor, has been insane all the time, lacking the main spiritual consciousness."
The obscure consciousness of an ancient spirit surged, and said: "He can't think clearly, his consciousness is unclear, and the king of gods must not listen to him."
Many ancient spirits said one after another: "Don't listen to him."
Luo Xiao's voice was shrill and angry: "In a small place, if you don't think about making progress, stick to the status quo, you will perish soon! If you want to leave, you must leave!"
"Spiritual Luo Xiao is worthy of respect, but his mind is confused, so don't listen to him."
Many ancient spirits said one after another: "God King, you have to know, how many people will die if you lead your people out of here and enter the world to fight? My creator family has declined and cannot stand the toss."
Divine King Lang Wo had a graceful figure, standing in the void with fluttering clothes, looking very peaceful.
After a while, her consciousness reverberated in the spirit world: "I am determined to lead the creator family to leave the void on the other side, enter the world to fight, and give the creator a survivable future. Please forgive me!"
Her divine sense made many ancient ancestors angry, and countless ancestors shouted angrily: "Lang Wo, we gave you the title of God King because we wanted you not to be disturbed by emotions, able to calmly judge, and dedicated to your own cause." For the sake of the tribe, you will not act emotionally. Now that you have the heart to gamble, you will only lead our tribe to destruction!"
"With emotion, you will only become Taidi, Boyang, and Shujun!"
"We gave you the name of God King, and we can also take back the name of God King!"
"If you insist on going your own way, then you will no longer be the god king of my creator family!"
God King Lang Wo looked as calm as before, and said indifferently, "The name of God King was given by you, and you have the right to take it back, but you can't influence the choice of my people. The Creator of the Void on the Other Side, can only be with Wuyou Township." Only by being dependent on each other can we survive, and now that Wuyou Township has moved away, my Creator must also move away."
"Then deprive you of the name of God King!" The ancestors of the ancestor spirit world said in unison.
Divine King Lang Wo withdrew his divine consciousness. At this moment, the entire spirit world appeared above the void on the other bank, covering the worlds of heaven and earth on the other bank. The creators of these worlds raised their heads and looked at the spirits. boundary.
I saw the ancestral spirits of all races in the ancestral spirit world emerge one by one, majestic and majestic, their spiritual consciousness surged, conveyed to the minds of every creator, and announced the name of the god-king who would deprive Lang Wo, and expressly forbid the creator to listen to it. Lang Wo's dispatch.
There was an uproar among the various tribes of the Creator. Everyone was whispering and discussing. It was difficult to accept this decision for a while.
Lang Wo has always been very calm, allowing the spirits to deprive her of everything, and only after the spirits deprived her of everything did the divine consciousness explode, sweeping all the heavens and worlds.
"Is there a creator who is willing to follow me, leave the void on the other side, go to the outside world to fight, take back our ancestral land, and seize the right to survive?"
Her voice rang in the minds of every creator: "Here, there is no future, only the world created by illusory consciousness. Although the void on the other side is good, if the enemy comes, it will block us here, leaving us without No chance of escape!"
"Follow me!"
"The world outside is wider!"
The Ancestral Spirit Realm was furious, and the spiritual consciousness that made up the Ancestral Spirit Realm came down and suppressed Lang Wo's spiritual consciousness, making it impossible for her to continue persuading the Creator.
Lang Wo still used his consciousness to tell everyone what he thought: "There may be fierce competition there, and there may be death, but we will learn, improve, and keep up with the times!"
"Follow me, for the future of my clan, for the descendants of my clan! Come with me!"
The Ancestral Spirit Realm suddenly turned into a huge eye, which was the foundation for creating the Ancestral Spirit Realm, a piece of primordial raw stone!
The spiritual consciousness of many ancestor spirits was suppressed through the original stone, and the spiritual consciousness was strengthened by no less than ten times. Lang Wo's spiritual consciousness was immediately suppressed by them, and he could no longer communicate with the creators.
Lang Wo still looked calm, standing quietly in the void, looking at the clansmen in the various heavens.
Whether it is the Zili tribe, the Cannv tribe, or Zhuqiu, Dongming, Yanlong, Xiatai and other tribes, no Creator has stood up, and no one has spoken out and said that he will follow her.
The corners of Lang Wo's mouth twitched, instead of using his spiritual sense, he spoke in a low voice almost begging, "Come with me, don't stay here anymore."
She suddenly lost control of her emotions, couldn't stop crying, and said loudly: "Follow me! Stay here, the Creator will be wiped out! Come with me"
Still no one responded to her.
Lang Wo looked at them almost in despair, and everyone avoided her gaze.
They relied too much on the ancestors. It was the ancestors who sacrificed themselves to create this void on the other side. It was also the ancestors who built the ancestor world and sheltered them for millions of years.
When they were fighting against Wuyou Township, it was also Xianling who helped Lang Wo resist the Kaihuang.
The god king Lang Wo was also bestowed by the ancestors. The ancestors could make her the god king, and they could also make someone else the god king. On the surface, it is Lang Wo who holds the greatest power, but in fact, it is the ancestors of the Ancestral World who hold the power of the Void on the other side from beginning to end.
The ancestors can confer the king of gods, or the holy infant.
Lang Wo staggered and staggered among the heavens, looking expectantly at each of the clansmen, but still no one responded to her, no one stood up and said, "I'll go with you."
Even those people who respect her the most on weekdays dare not meet her gaze at this moment.
For the sake of the Creator's family, Lang Wo abandoned all her emotions, but at this moment, the emotions in her heart suddenly burst out, causing her to lose control, making her feel that everything she did was futile.
She almost lost all motivation in her heart, her exercises, her Taoism, almost collapsed!
"I'll go with you." Suddenly a voice broke the silence.
Lang Wo was overjoyed, followed the sound, Xiu Zhong stood up, and said in a deep voice, "I'll go with you. Lang Wo, although you are younger than me, your wisdom over the years has convinced me. Trust your judgment."
He turned around and said loudly, "My people, who wants to go with me?"
He didn't use his spiritual sense, but his voice was loud and powerful, spreading throughout the heavens, and one after another, creators from the same tribe stood up and silently came to his side.
Lang Wo regained his courage, and his disintegrated Dao Xin immediately calmed down, and his Dao Xing no longer declined.
"No matter what, Lang Wo is the king of gods in my heart."
Cannu stood up and said with a smile, "She has never had any selfish intentions, so I listen to her. Does anyone in my tribe believe me?"
Some creators stood up and walked to her side silently.
The Xiatai tribe, Yanlong tribe, Dongming tribe, Zhuqiu tribe and other tribes also had sporadic creators stand up and silently came to Lang Wo's side.
Lang Wo calmed down and waited quietly. Slowly, the number of people gradually increased, but they did not reach ten thousand.
Lang Wo looked at each tribe, but no one responded to her.
"As long as you walk out of the void on the other side, you will never come back!" The spiritual consciousness in the ancestor spirit world roared.
Lang Wo raised his head and looked towards the ancestor spirit world: "Luo Xiao, the ancestor spirit, will you go with me?"
"I'm not going."
The face of the ancestor Luo Xiao emerged, and he was no longer as crazy as before. He said very calmly: "They established the ancestor spirit world and the other shore void according to my prophecy, and I cannot abandon them."
Lang Wo nodded silently, and led the Creator's team of less than 10,000 people to the Void Bridge.
Looking back, the ancestors of the ancestor spirit world had already begun to select new patriarchs, appoint new elders, and finally elected a new god king under the joint recommendation of the elders and patriarchs.
Lang Wo turned his head away, led the clansmen who followed him through the three rooms, and came to the Void Bridge.
Outside the void bridge, the battle between Wuyou Township and Heavenly Court is still going on. The Founding Emperor left early, and Yue Tianzun also left Wuyou Township, which reassured the army of Heavenly Court. Forces, first establish a firm foothold, and then encircle and suppress them layer by layer.
But Wuyou Township fell into a passive state because the number of gods and demons was far less than that of Heavenly Court, and was trapped by the army of Heavenly Court's gods and demons.
All the celestial masters and celestial kings in Wuyou Township fought against the celestial masters and kings in the heavenly court, and the killing was extremely brutal.
The Qin family, led by Qin Fengqing's huge baby, challenged Yin Tianzi and other four emperors of the four directions, and they also killed the heavens and earth apart. Even if he died, he couldn't break through the encirclement of heavenly gods and demons.
When Lang Wo led the crowd to kill, Wuyou Township was in danger, the army of the Heavenly Court had already reached the Thirty-Third Heaven, beating the heavens apart, exposing the huge steel keel buried under the heavens.
The entire thirty-three heavens of Wuyou Township are thirty-three huge war machines, which are the highest masterpieces of heavenly craftsmanship in the Kaihuang era. The war machine can also be broken at any time.
Lang Wo led the crowd to rush forward with a howl, and many creators and her spiritual consciousness exploded, sweeping away the army in front of the heavenly court, and immediately cut a bloody path.
Nearly ten thousand creators have a vast physical body, open and close, and move stars and fights with every gesture.
In the battlefield, it is difficult to use the burst of supernatural powers, and it is easy to threaten the lives of one's own people, but close combat has unimaginable power. The Creator not only possesses powerful spiritual consciousness, but also has a physical body comparable to ancient gods. In close combat, they far surpassed the demigod race!
Coupled with the existence of Lang Wo, a celestial being, this impact immediately opened a passage for the Thirty-Third Heaven of Wuyou Township.
Thirty-three heavens whizzed forward, and a statue of the Creator rose into the sky and landed on the heavens, helping the founding emperor's army there to wipe out the heavenly army that killed Wuyou Township.
Lang Wo was also intercepted by the army of the heavenly court. The four heavenly kings of the heavenly court controlled the artifact of the ancient gods and four emperors, and fought around her.
Lang Wo fought and retreated at the same time, holding back the Four Heavenly Kings, and when the Four Heavenly Masters formed a formation to encircle and attack them, she retreated completely.
The army of the Heavenly Court chased after them, chasing Wuyou Township all the way, and rushed to Yuanjie.
At this time, in the void of the other shore, the remaining Creator had just selected the next God King, when suddenly a figure crossed the bridge of void and came to the void of the other shore.
Xiao Tianzun appeared next to the God King Shuiyue newly elected by the Creator, looking up at the Ancestral Realm that has not yet disappeared, he couldn't help showing a smile.
"Third brother, Luo Xiao, the second brother is here to see you." His voice spread throughout the Ancestral Spirit World.
The face of Luo Xiao, the ancestor spirit, emerged from the ancestor spirit world, and said sharply: "Be on guard!"
The world of the ancestor spirits turned into a huge eye, and the consciousness of all the ancestor spirits exploded through the original stone!
Xiao Tianzun laughed loudly, allowing the spiritual senses of the ancestors to attack, those spiritual senses rushed into his mind, but did not burst out with any power, and were directly refined by him!
"Your divine sense was originally stolen from me!"
Xiao Tianzun raised his hand and grabbed the original stone of the primordial spirit world: "Now it's just a return to the original owner! I've been waiting for this day for a long time!"
boom!
The attacks of the Creator's ancestors were even more violent, but any spiritual attack was useless to the current Xiao Tianzun.
God King Shuiyue also violently attacked Xiao Tianzun, but her attack was not painful to Xiao Tianzun.
Thousands of creators came to kill brazenly, and the crazy Xiao Tianzun killed, and at this moment, Xiao Tianzun's palm also grasped the primordial stone that constituted the Ancestral Spirit World.
He grabbed it hard, and the Ancestral Spirit Realm collapsed, and countless Ancestral Spirits inside were annihilated one after another, and his consciousness was swallowed by Xiao Tianzun, leaving nothing left.
"Fortunately, Lang Wo is gone..."
The ancestor Luo Xiao showed a gratified smile: "The Creator does not count as extermination."
His spirit and consciousness were broken, and his consciousness fell into absolute darkness.