MTL - Heavenly Lord of the Myriad Realms-Chapter 784 Return (1)

The battle is continuing.

Or, killing is continuing.

'Heaven' is constantly sending people to Yutai, Chuxi, Zitianzun, A-dog, A-que, Tiger, and the old six. Later, they even joined the rebellion of the Seven Rams and the Seven Gates. The ancestors of the ancestors, dozens of people joined forces, and all the 'Heaven' masters who sent back all the 'days' and their tribes and subordinates were killed.

As the killing continues, the whole world has changed.

All the worlds of size and size have condensed into a complete big world, a complete circular continent, the square and the eight poles do not know their length, the earth is thick and thick, I don’t know the depth, the lonely peak in the middle of the mainland goes straight into the starry sky, and the 'day' sits on the plate. The top of the mountain controls the operation of the whole world.

Numerous sun, moon and stars are divided into voids, flying around the slowly rotating continent, and the glory is shining, and the world is bright.

Every time Yutai kills a ‘Heaven’ expert, the diameter of the earth expands by one point.

Every time the Yutai annihilates the subordinates and tribes of a ‘Heaven’ master, the thickness of the earth increases by one point.

Whenever there is a gust of wind blowing in the void, the piles of mountains and corpses are blown away once, and the number of sun, moon and stars in the sky increases a little.

Hundreds of years have passed, for Chu Tian, ​​they are only a blink of an eye in perception. On this land that has been recondensed, the mortal world has changed for dozens of generations.

New heroes rise in the secular world, new legends are circulated in the crowd, new myths have replaced the past history, about the world of the world, about the three-day land, about the memory of the infinite days before the long time, by this short Hundreds of years of easy to wipe out.

Except those monks who have lived long enough, they still remember what it was like in this world.

But such monks are constantly decreasing. In a three-year catastrophe, a catastrophe in nine years, the catastrophe continued to fall, the number of monks became less and less, and the cultivation of monks was getting lower and lower. At the end of the day, the monks who set up the dynasty became the ancestors of the Kaishan School, and the monks who lived in the world were enough to sway one side.

A thick layer of bonnet appeared on the outside of this huge block.

The people of the seven gates have become difficult and more dangerous to enter the land mass and plunder the veins and veins. The hood is full of Tianlei Tianhuo, which has great threat to the monks. The people of the seven gates are often seriously injured in the hood.

This side of the world, more and more unsuitable for the monks to stay.

Because of the relationship between Chutian, the seven gates and the monks of many affiliated families are already a different kind of this world.

The laws of heaven and earth are changing, and the existence of heterogeneous is becoming more and more vivid. There is no need for ‘day’ to say more. All monks have a hunch. Sooner or later, this side will regard them as enemies.

Chutian is still working hard in the melting pot of heaven and earth.

The solar clock has melted.

The Taiyin Wanhua Wheel has melted.

The Capricorn map has also melted.

Some of the good things that Chutian has accumulated over the years have all melted. The seven gate valves searched for so many rare treasures, the heavenly artifacts that were born when the world was born, regardless of the grade, regardless of the power, all were melted by the melting pot of heaven and earth.

Coupled with the large and small veins that have been searched over the years, those rare spirits have all melted.

Even the production lines used in the Qiqiao Temple to create war shackles, all the raw materials that have been hoarded have melted.

All the treasures have been refined from the original source into a 'natural material', integrated into the green sword.

A sword with a length of a million miles is suspended in the melting pot of the heavens and the earth. The whole body is filled with gray gas. It seems to be between the real and the illusory, revealing the fascinating atmosphere of a water bubble.

Chutian is still constantly spitting out the life and blood into the Qingjian sword.

In the big dreams, there are countless gods and souls that are violently shocked. Their fluctuating frequency should fluctuate with the spirit of Chutian. Rao is in the era of the end of the law controlled by 'God'. The "Dream of Dreams" is still strong by him. The magical power promotes the improvement of Chutian's cultivation.

The rebellious state is at its peak.

The power of chaos is completely transformed, and the chaos is filled with the power of the big dreams of the "Dream of Dreams", which makes the power of chaos produce endless changes, and the ultimate in all changes between heaven and earth.

The breath of the Qingjian sword has also become the same as Chutian, blurred and illusory, chaotic primitive.

"But, it's not enough!" Chu Tian's heart was pumped out, as if it were uncomfortable to be fried in the frying.

Not enough, such a green sword is still not enough!

No matter how much resources Chutian has invested in the Qingjian sword, all these resources come from this world--from the world of ‘day’ control!

Comparing the resources used by Chutian and the size of today's world, the total amount of resources used by the Qingjian sword is only about one trillionth of the total amount of the world.

It is as if you have drawn a hair from a mammoth giant elephant and used it to make a needle. Trying to kill this mammoth with this needle?

Obviously, this is impossible!

Therefore, it is impossible for the Qingjian sword to cause fatal damage to ‘天’!

Unless the Qingjian sword can be as good as Chutian, the complete 'renegism' success, to achieve the "small sacred sacredness" that the priests deduced, and ultimately the "nothing to do with the heavens and the earth", otherwise how can this green sword Why did you get the 'day'?

"Maybe, I was wrong at the beginning!" Chu Tian hit a fist in his heart, a spurt of blood, all sprinkled on the green sword. The green scorpion sword violently swayed, and the sword shadow of a million miles spurted out the swordless mans, and slammed it on the red jade platform not far away.

A 12-foot tall, thin and long, like a general-sized silver armor, has just stepped out of the light, and is screaming at the 'Wu Nai' respecting the heavens '...', a sentence has not finished, still do not know He is a big man in the 'Respecting Heaven', and Jianmang has already smashed him.

At least the strength of this silver armor is also comparable to that of the 13th-day rebellion. It is reasonable to say that any attack in this world has little lethal effect on him. Zitian Zun, Chu Yu and others must join hands. After a few months, it is possible to actually kill him.

But under the sword of Chutian, these masters are just a sword!

"But it's not enough!" Chu Tian said with a bitter voice: "Unless you can have resources that exceed the total amount of all the materials in this world, you can invest in the green sword... otherwise it is impossible..."

Chutian is worried about whether his efforts are a mistake, and a silver light appears quietly in front of him.

The mouse has become three feet tall. He doesn't know where to get a sky blue robe to wear on his body. He stands in front of Chutian, holding a lightly crutches on his right hand, and squinting at Chu Tianxiao. With.

"Heavenly brother, have you been thinking about the mouse in these years?"

"Hey, the mouse thought of some things, so I found it back, and sure enough, I found a lot of good things!"