Heavenly Lord of the Myriad Realms

In the high clouds, Chutian and Lingji stood in a cloud, and looked far away from the hustle and bustle of Chu.

"Not all lucky people who enter the palace have the opportunity to carry out the test of the Lord's inheritance." Ling Jiu hands in his sleeves, smiled awkwardly and said: "I have given the old slaves great autonomy in the past. What kind of trials the old slaves gave them was also to look at people."

"Some people, they simply can't cultivate "a derivative of the mind." For example, those purely physical repairs, as well as some special varieties, the people who are known for their physical strength, or some strange ethnic groups. Dao: "Only the natural soul is extremely powerful, and there are enough people in the avenue of the law to have the opportunity to participate in the trial of "Lecture Derivatives."

"Of course, there is only a chance. The old slaves sometimes have a bad mood, and they will use their thoughts after entering the palace to introduce them into some interesting trials. Anyway, idle is also idle, see It’s good to watch the fun.”

Ling Jiu smiled very brightly.

Chu Yu’s side is surrounded by thousands of ghosts, and countless evil spirits roar in the dark fog, and they are smashed with countless strange creatures rushing out of the large palaces in front. In the void, flesh and blood fluttered, and countless evil spirits were torn into pieces by the creatures rushing out of the palace group. They continually re-aggregated from the tens of thousands of ghosts and rushed out.

Chu Tian looked at the strange creatures that rushed out of the palace group, and could not help but ask: "What are the number of these things?"

Ling Ji smiled and smiled, and a bronze round mirror appeared in front of Chutian.

The bronze mirror with a diameter of three feet and a thickness of three feet is deep in the blue light. You can see a huge space, and numerous spindle-shaped nests are suspended in midair. These nests are huge, and the smallest one of the spindle-shaped nests has a diameter of 100,000 miles, up to a million miles from top to bottom.

The heavens and the earth are turned into a huge funnel, and they are constantly swallowed up by these nests. The aura flashes in the nest, and there are constantly a variety of creatures crawling out of the passageway on the surface of the nest.

These creatures have ordinary beasts such as wolves, tigers and leopards, as well as legendary dragons, white tigers, and scorpions, such as foxes and rabbits. There are also a variety of strange monsters such as foxes, rabbits, etc., as well as a variety of men, women, and children. ......

"This is the nest of creation..." Ling Jiu looked at the countless spindle-shaped nests in the void. He said: "In that year, after a thought of a supreme magical power that derived everything, it was condensed out of these lairs. All ethnic groups in the sky, as long as there is enough heaven and earth as a raw material, are constantly being made from energy."

Chu Tian suddenly looked at Ling Jiu: "Isn't that the current palace can create a huge army at any time?"

Lingji spread his hands and smiled at Chutian: "The only problem is that one mind is only giving these creatures the instinct to survive and fight. They have no soul. Their every move is completely old. The slave is controlled by the secret law..."

Shaking his head, Ling Ji whispered: "They can do what they want in the trial field, but they are used to fight... The old slave is not a fighting-type palace spirit, afraid that you will let the Lord disappoint you."

Chu Tian looked at Ling Ji thoughtfully: "So, this nest of creation is just a game toy made of boring?"

Ling Jiu nodded seriously: "Yes, in the past, they used them as toys to relieve boredom. For example, put a thousand green dragons and a thousand white tigers together and let them kill each other."

With a finger in his hand, a giant bird with nine skulls in the distance appeared silently in front of Chutian, and the giant bird with a wingspan of more than a thousand feet suddenly burst into a thick group. The spirit of heaven and earth quickly blends into the void.

"You see, if these creatures die in battle, they can directly turn them into the heavens and the earth and return to the heavens and earth, without any waste." Spread their hands, Ling Ji whispered: "In addition to understanding the stuffy, these creatures are more useful? ... a sacred greed, precious ingredients such as the dragon and the phoenix, the ancient days, the dragon and the phoenix and many other ethnic groups can sit in the town, it is not so easy to get the hand."

"But the things that have been made by the family... The taste, the taste, and the body of the dragon and the phoenix produced by the heavens and the earth are no different..." The face of Lingjiu became a bit weird: "In that year, one mind relied on selling all kinds of rare ingredients, but it was earned." less."

Chutian is speechless, and a sacred genius is almost equivalent to the horror power of the creator.

Think about it, on a huge chopping board, a dragon is lying on the top of the dragon, and a man holding a knife to kill a pig, "haha" laughs and cramps according to the requirements of the guests, cuts the dragon liver... This is To what extent is boring, will this be done?

Shaking his head, Chu Tian pointed to Chu Yu: "Meet his thoughts, then, send him to a safe place... Well, then, go to my father and grandfather, and kill them."

The spirit nodded nine times, all the weird creatures in front of Chu Yu suddenly dissipated, and the huge palaces in front of them looked violently swayed, gradually turned into a fascinating picture, and then turned into a glimmer into a million ghosts. In the dynasty map.

There is also a singular, embarrassing, exuding horrible atmosphere. The long black sword with the black and red color is falling from the sky and quickly blending into the sword in the hands of Chu.

Then he heard the screaming screams, and the iron and white scorpion and the seven ghost kings who he brought came out in the air. Chu Yu was shocked, and was about to scream, and the iron and white scorpion and the seven ghost kings were shattered, and the soul was swallowed by the fiercely swaying ghosts.

Chu Tian suddenly looked at Ling Jiu, Ling Ji spread his hands and smiled: "His thoughts, in addition to repairing the two broken open-air artifacts, but also to talk about the iron and white and his men all turned into a ghost The ghosts that he is in control of. The Lord has orders, and the old slaves naturally obey."

Chu Tian nodded and looked at the sluggish Chu Yu, smiled, and now is not in a hurry to meet this kid, first go to see the tiger cub and Chu Ye, Chu Feng and so on.

Ling Jiu suddenly said: "Respect the Lord, in addition to these great Luotian people, there are also a group of masters from the Holy Spirit Day..."

Chu Tian indulged for a moment and pointed to Chu.

Ling Jiu slightly succumbed, and saw that a large group of ruling temples with black armor appeared suddenly around Chu, starting from the dark blade, a large group of rulings caused the body armor and body to collapse at the same time, the soul did not have the power to resist. They have taken the initiative to invest in the tens of thousands of ghosts who are upgrading and changing.