The prehistoric calendar, the node where Lu Chen was, the prehistoric continent, and even all the spirits of the universe felt the pressure from beyond the long river of time at this time.
All sentient beings seem to be able to feel that there is an existence that is as tall as the sky, transcends time, and surpasses the will of the world. It locks on the world and time they are in, and carries out a devastating blow.
This is a wonderful perception, because for the existence of the shot, it should be extremely fast, but for the people at this node in Hanoi for a long time, it is a slow process.
It's as if people can see the sky and the universe become transparent, as if they are staying in a balloon, and a big hand is falling from the outside of the balloon, slowly squeezing towards this space. During this process, everyone's soul It can be seen, not so quickly, but it can bring the fear of suffocation to all beings.
At this time, the three patriarchs who were watching the battle changed their faces, and looked at the scene outside the sky, wondering and uncertain.
"Is there a taboo against this era... Have you made a move!?"
Ao Chen said in shock, he didn't understand what they did wrong. Could it be that after entering the taboo, shouldn't it be the blessing of time and space, cultivate the best in the era, choose a new taboo, and protect the world together?
The taboo should be ruthless after ascending to the top, because only ruthlessness can be fair, and it will not favor any race in future generations, nor will it target races that were enemies before the enlightenment.
But if it is said that it wants to scatter the hometown where it was born and end the path of future generations, it seems too indifferent and crazy.
"Could it be related to Emperor Wu... Taboo doesn't want to see him preach!?"
Tiannv said in surprise, she thought her guess was reasonable, because Emperor Wu was so strong, so strong that it was not an exaggeration to say that he was the strongest man under the taboo.
The Devourer may have reached the peak under the taboo before, but he was beheaded by Emperor Wu without any suspense. Then Emperor Wu is the strongest in this world, or perhaps the strongest under the taboo of all worlds.
How terrifying would it be for such a man against the heavens to become a taboo in the future?
Even taboos are afraid of his potential, so do you want to kill him?
But what does this have to do with the sentient beings in our prehistoric history? Are we going to be buried with Emperor Wu?
Taboo shot, is it so indifferent and ruthless, treating all living beings as gravel?
Thinking of this, Tiannu was stunned for a moment, because she discovered that, as one of the highest races on the Great Desolate Continent, they usually used those weak races as ants and gravel.
I don't feel distressed if I trample them to death, and I don't feel it when I blow them away. It turns out that they have already possessed the most ruthless specialties. In the process of pursuing strength and fighting against other strong races, have they already begun to lose their "humanity"?
If this is the necessary process for ascending the taboo, then Emperor Wu obviously has not taken this path at this time, because even the races that were once hostile were protected by Emperor Wu in disguise in the previous battle.
Emperor Wu probably couldn't ignore the life and death of any living beings, and he couldn't make himself more indifferent, so the knife in his hand became more and more blazing, shining in the darkness!
"Is this world coming to an end, but I didn't expect it to end like this after the Lingzhu failed."
The old Qilin said with emotion that the war of ten thousand clans in the Great Desolate Continent has now ceased, because the uncrowned king has already been declared, and it is meaningless to continue the war.
But the ending is not that Emperor Wu gathered all the spirit beads and moved towards the taboo, but the taboo above made a move to destroy this world.
The members of the All Heavens Sightseeing Adventure Group also had serious faces at this time, and it was obvious that there was a taboo to act at this time, which was not what they expected.
Erika hugged the child tightly, covering Xiaopingan's eyes to prevent him from seeing the terrifying vision in the sky, but she herself looked at the man above the sky, "...Are you sure?"
With tiny beads of sweat on his forehead, Chu Zihang calculated crazily with Karma, "The coordinates have changed again, and the shock wave of time and space is about to arrive. It is really taboo to take action. The situation above has changed, or there are taboos The price is desperate!"
All Leng Yue can do at this time is to stay by Eri Yi's side, she can't get in the fight before, let alone Taboo's palm at this time.
The creatures on the Great Desolate Continent were still cheering just now, rejoicing that Emperor Wu had defeated the enemies of all living beings, and cheering for the ending that they survived the battle for the Lingzhu.
But before they could jump for joy, the end of this world was about to usher in.
So on the top of the snow-capped mountain, there are snow wolves intertwining their necks for the last tenderness; There are creatures who are unwilling to look up at the sky, there are elders holding children, and there are children clinging to the elders...
The prehistoric calendar is indeed an era in which all races came together and flourished. This is the best era, and it is also the worst era. This era is about to end, and there will be no follow-up outside of the independence of time and space.
At this time, Archest felt that his power was growing rapidly. He was originally a strong man above the super **** level, but he was only two points behind the eight patriarchs. However, at this moment, he felt that his power was constantly expanding.
He is the holder of the Lingzhu and the new patriarch of the ancient gods, but he doesn't know it.
Now his power inflated like a balloon, and soon reached the level of the original eight patriarchs, with a comprehensive attribute as high as 338 points. Not only Archest, but also the remaining ancient gods of the ancient gods have also received a power boost.
They understand that it is because the entire Great Desolate Continent, and even all the spirits in the universe and starry sky are in despair at this time, knowing that they are about to usher in extinction.
There is an ancient saying that the sky wants people to die, and people have to die, but if even the sky is suppressed by that supreme being, what about the supreme being who will personally destroy the whole life?
There is no hope, that is a blow from a different dimension, they will probably be wiped out with their concepts, all causality and history, and be wiped out directly...
All sentient beings thought this way, but they didn't know who was the first to raise their heads, and in the endless chaos of the sky, locked onto the man who put the knife into its sheath and stood still.
"Emperor Wu...he didn't back down."
At Nanzhan Buzhou, the patriarch of the Rabbitman clan trembled, "Does he want to fight Taboo!?"
"Hahaha... As expected... so courageous!"
On the Qingqiu tree, Xinyue's divine form laughed.
When the patriarch of the Rabbitman Tribe wanted to reply, he looked up, only to find that Xinyue was no longer on the Qingqiu tree, as if she had never been here before.
"Good boy, he is going to try to resist this palm!"
At this time, even the old patriarch of the Qilin clan admired him from the bottom of his heart, looking at the figure at the top of the universe.
"It's no wonder that the younger generation is willing to follow him. Emperor Wu is really a great man in this world. He has the courage to fight against the sky, no, fight against the sky!"
Ao Chen also said in admiration, "We seem to be witnessing the ancient history again, but today it is not the secret blood warrior who opens the sky, but cuts the sky!"
As the patriarch of the True Dragon Clan, a strong man born in ancient times, he naturally knows some untestable legends handed down from ancient times.
It was said in those lost texts that there were secret blood warriors who committed heinous crimes, but there were also secret blood warriors who fought against the sky and opened the world. Only in this way did the first taboo be born.
"Give the Lingzhu to Emperor Wu to seek a chance to break the situation, and I am not willing to be obliterated by taboos like this!"
The goddess said coldly, as the most powerful creatures on the continent, they are already moving towards the taboo position, and they have already come here, but they are still judged by the taboo like ants, how can they be reconciled?
The Xuannv Clan has just obtained the son of God with the most aptitude in history, how can she accept such an ending of death?
The three patriarchs looked at each other without any hesitation, and instantly shot the spirit beads at the man in the sky.
This is not a simple exchange process. Just like the rules that all beings have studied thoroughly before, Lingzhu can be transferred, but in the process of transferring, it also means the donation of a racial imprint.
To use the saying that all major races in the prehistoric history are familiar with is that the moment the spirit bead is donated, the race of the giver has become the other party's subordinate.
And now Lu Chen has condensed three spirit beads, which were gifted by the heavens and originally represented the ancient gods, and the spirit beads obtained by killing the devourer and obtaining the ancient Buddha and Lingkun tribes.
Eriyi and Archest also reacted at this time, donated the spirit beads, and the two spirit beads flew to Lu Chen, so Lu Chen had five spirit beads on his body.
The three patriarchs, Aochen, Tiannv, and Qitian, donated their spirit beads, and pointed at the one that flew out from the ancient tree in Qingqiu. The nine spirit beads gathered together, and they all lined up behind Lu Chen.
At this moment, Lu Chen seemed to be standing at the top of the world, and a boundless vision manifested behind him.
The magnificent palace group that transcended time and cause and effect appeared, Lu Chen stood high in the sky, and the shouts of all spirits set off his godless throne.
At the entrance of the majestic and majestic palace, on the unfathomably high plaque, there are three large characters of "Emperor Wu Palace" written horizontally, as if carved by the sharpest knife light, revealing the sword intent that has pierced through the ages.
"Today, Emperor Wu Palace, Fang Li."
Lu Chen's voice was flat in the sky, but it spread to the heavens and the world. With his hand on the hilt of the regicide, he looked up at the palm that fell from the long river of time.
"See Emperor Wu!"
The creatures on the Great Desolate Continent seemed to be intimidated by this momentum, and saluted from the bottom of their hearts, some kowtowed and some bowed.
The nine spirit beads behind Lu Chen circled rapidly, and finally turned into an indistinct circle. On his body, he was carrying the weight of all living beings.
Because the transfer of the Lingzhu means one thing at this time, that is, he has mastered the imprints of all races in the entire continent, and this is the real prehistoric emperor.
When those imprints are fused with the spirit beads, he can destroy hundreds of millions of races and countless creatures in a single thought. He is the master of all spirits.
But in the next moment, under the unexpected gazes of all living beings, Emperor Wu did not use the spirit beads to comprehend the taboo supreme way, but drew the long knife from his waist, with the jet-black light flickering, and put the nine spirit beads together. All smashed!
The spirit orb was shattered, and the racial imprints attached to the spirit orb, under the power of nature's return, turned into thousands of dazzling streamers, gliding to every corner of the prehistoric continent, like the most grand fireworks rain.
And Emperor Wu cut it out with a single knife, as if cutting off the causal line effect of these imprints, which means that the racial imprints have lost their meaning since then, and they can no longer enslave other races by virtue of the imprints.
"After this world, there will be no more slavery, all races will be free, and will not be bound by the seal of heaven!"
Lu Chen said calmly, he didn't even look at those broken spirit beads. From the very beginning, he was not interested in the forbidden way that this **** would give him.
"Emperor Wu is crazy... How can he fight against taboos without using the power of the Lingzhu!?"
The goddess lost her composure, and felt that Emperor Wu was inflated and lost his mind because of the worship of all living beings?
This is the imprint of the prehistoric peoples, the proof of supremacy, and the ticket to the taboo.
And no matter how slow the taboo palm falls for all living beings, it is just a dozen or so breaths of time, but this is the illusion brought to all beings by the difference in the internal and external laws of time. The above is already fixed.
The taboo of hitting this palm does not even need to look at this node in the long river of time for a second time.
"No... Lingzhu may be useless, it can't be realized in a while, and Lingzhu is actually... a taboo game, right?"
Ao Chen analyzed and understood Emperor Wu's intention.
At this time, a hope is extinguished, and all living beings can only place their last hope on Emperor Wu, praying that Emperor Wu can resist this palm against the sky, and resist this palm that does not belong to time.
The man above the sky, with fluttering black clothes, closed his eyes, sensed the call of all spirits in the world, and walked towards the highest peak of this universe by virtue of the unfading aura of the Condemned Sinner after the battle with the Devourer.
It can be seen that the sky is collapsing, the entire universe is deforming, and weird scenes begin to appear in the sky and the earth. In some places, it seems that time is going backwards, and in some places, time is advancing rapidly, space is distorting, and the thinking of creatures is being imprisoned.
This palm has not yet been implemented, and the figures of the creatures in the Great Desolate Continent have become illusory and will disappear.
The only remaining three patriarchs with intact combat power were also among them~www.mtlnovel.com~ At this moment, they seemed to understand the truth of what Emperor Yuanxue said in his wild laughter that day, they were actually... fake!
Tens of thousands of races have fought for hegemony for 900 million years, but it turned out to be nothing. Are they just a spectacle?
At this moment in this world, only Emperor Wu at the top looks real, like the only true **** in the heavens, even if it is a demon **** from purgatory, that is the only savior in this world.
In the distorted time and space, Lu Chen's sword intent continued to penetrate outwards, and the power of the source traced back to the source, allowing his perception to reach the end of time, and perceive that empty battlefield.
A smile appeared on his face with the magic patterns on it. In the eyes of some people, it looked ferocious and ferocious, but in the eyes of more people, it was a crazy fighting spirit revealed in the face of taboos.
"I still can't help but shoot, so you want to kill me?"
Lu Chen looked up at the sky. He knew that his voice could be heard by the taboos. He held the regicide handle tightly with his right hand, and his murderous intent, fighting intent, and soul intent were all at their peak.
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