"No! It should be when the flower of the gods is in full bloom, and the laws of immortality have merged into this world!"

"Even though Emperor Yuhua has not lived for [-] years, it is about the same. The remaining prestige is not enough. How can he restrain this law of immortality?"

"I'm afraid this is the reason why Emperor Dao is silent and Wan Dao is revived!"

At this moment, countless people exclaimed and made various guesses.

There are also countless people who meditate.

The god flower is the most magical flower in ancient times. It blooms once every 10 years. After the flower blooms, it turns into a seed and becomes silent again.

When the flowers bloom, only the emperor can watch them.

Ordinary people are strong-minded, and the primordial spirit will only become Taoized accordingly.

That is a little bit of the law of the fairy world, and only after the emperor has fully sublimated can he block the power of the law of the fairy world.

"The Dao of Yuhua Emperor is silent... Countless powerful people will be born one after another, right?"

"It takes 500 years to reincarnate, and the previous holy sons in the great holy places and god dynasties are afraid to dominate the world!"

At this moment, countless people sighed.

There are also many people who are worried and look extremely dignified.

Including those holy sons and goddesses, everyone has a sense of crisis.

Holy Lord Almighty can live for two thousand years.

In this extremely barren and desolate era when the emperor's way suppressed the world, after more than a thousand years, the Holy Lord and the mighty have proclaimed themselves one after another.

Not born.

One generation of Holy Lord, two generations of Holy Son.

The saint sons of the previous generation, when they reached a certain level of practice, also proclaimed themselves one after another. They will be born to rule the holy land only when the current saint master proclaims himself.

And this generation of holy sons will do the same when they reach a certain level of practice.

Like reincarnation, criss-crossing, allowing the entire holy land to continue to pass on.

But now that the great world is approaching, it will be a time for countless strong men to fight for victory.

Countless strong men will be born one after another to seize fortune.

One step at a time, one step at a time.

The emperor's way is silent, and the ten thousand ways are revived. This will be a great fortune in the world.

No one wants to miss out.

"In the next few years... all kinds of physiques will compete in the same era!"

"Heavenly pride competes, countless physiques shine in the starry sky... This will be an unprecedented world!"

Thinking of the future scene, people kept sighing.

Many people's eyes are full of yearning and firmness.

The battle of the great world is destined to be a big collision. There will be countless arrogances rising, and countless physiques will fall, becoming stepping stones.

But all monks, no one wants to fight for the opportunity in this great world.

"Is the emperor's way silent?"

Li Qingyue raised her head, her eyes looked coldly at the void.

She could feel the recovery of the world, and even the essence of the world began to become stronger little by little.

I can feel the infinite way between heaven and earth more, and become more active.

Without the emperor's way to suppress ten thousand ways, it is equivalent to a dragon without its head, and all the great ways will emerge, running side by side, shining in the world.

"Buzz!"

At this moment, the Yuhua Tower in the void trembled slightly.

The mourning sound disappeared, as if the spirituality in it also fell silent with the silence of Emperor Yuhua's emperor's way.

The next moment, the illusion of the nine-story tower of the Feathering God Tower merged into the sky and disappeared completely.

The strands of imperial prestige also melted away.

Everyone just felt their shoulders relax, as if a heavy burden had been lifted.

Even the time and space that was originally frozen around him flowed like flowing water at this moment.

The Jidao Emperor Soldiers fell silent, and everyone felt relieved.

Then they looked at Li Qingyue in unison again.

The great world is approaching, and these nine secrets are probably even more enviable.

If countless strong men are to be born, they must rush to this place as soon as possible to compete for the Nine Secrets.

This is the secret method of the ancient nine heavenly gods, which has survived for millions of years and left endless legends.

Any one of the nine secrets can make people's combat power skyrocket and dominate the world.

Who would give up such an opportunity?
"Crash..."

Everyone's figures moved.

Streams of light broke through the void and fell like a shower of stars.

In just an instant, Li Qingyue's body was surrounded by tens of miles, densely packed with various figures.

There are masters with small forces.

There are also seed characters of medium-sized forces.

There are also the strong men, holy sons, and holy women of the Holy Land.

Even the Ascension Goddess stopped not far away.

The divine power blooms one by one, and the fairy lights of various colors linger, making the whole world colorful.

If you look at it from a high altitude, it looks like the stars in the sky have entered the ground, blooming divine splendor on the earth.

"Fairy Qingyue, hand over what Huakai left behind, or the consequences will be unpredictable!"

In the direction of the Holy Land, someone spoke loudly.

When Li Qingyue heard the words and looked, it turned out to be the Holy Land of Shaking Light, who did not know when to come.

Shengzi Yaoguang covered his face with holy light, standing far away in the air, surrounded by several divine rings behind him, setting him off like a god-man descended into the world.

The tyrannical breath caused the surrounding void to twist and vibrate.

It seems that there is endless mighty power manifested in the several divine rings.

Seeing such a scene, many people looked sideways at it.

That is the holy light technique that has been passed down for a long time in the Holy Land of Shaking Light.

Fluctlight is famous for this technique.

"It is rumored that if you practice the holy light technique to the extreme, you can have ten divine rings."

"Once the ten god rings come out, ten thousand dharmas will not invade, but time will be stagnant!"

Someone exclaimed and looked at the Son of Light in shock.

Just because of the divine ring behind him, there are six paths, this is definitely an extremely powerful figure.

"The people who can become the Son of God are indeed extraordinary!"

"Six Dao Divine Ring... Maybe it can compete with the divine body?"

Someone secretly made a sound.

As soon as these words came out, a cold snort suddenly sounded in the distance.

"Humph!"

The hum was like thunder, and the vibrating void roared endlessly.

The next moment, under the gaze of everyone, the Son of Tianshu appeared in the crowd in white clothes.

The fluctuation of the divine body is undisguised, faintly like a bright moon going out to sea, lingling fairy light, people dare not look directly at it.

"God King Body!"

Someone trembled.

His eyes were full of shock.

Obviously there is no abnormality shown, but the fluctuation of the divine body makes people feel awe-inspiring.

It looks like a sharp knife hangs above his head.

If there is a slight change, it will be in danger of destruction.

And around Shengzi Yaoguang and Tianshu, there are still several figures standing.

There are men and women, all dancing in white clothes, with peerless grace.

That power is like the scorching sun in the starry sky, extremely dazzling.

"Holy Son of Heaven!"

"Saint Yuheng!"

"Son of the Royal Family!"

"Sage son of the Peng family!"

"Hiss... the saint sons and saintesses of the ten top powers in the Eastern Wasteland are all here!"

Seeing those figures, everyone showed solemn expressions.

It is not easy for anyone who can become the holy son of the Holy Land and the successor of the family.

Moreover, almost all have special physiques and extraordinary combat power.

At this moment, even the face of the goddess of feathering was surprisingly dignified.

The Yuhua Divine Pagoda was silent, even if she urged Yuhua Xianguang, there was no response.

This is almost inevitable.

Jidao emperor soldiers have spirits, not everyone has the ability to forcibly activate them.

Especially when the Great Emperor Yuhua Dao was silent, the spirit of the Jidao Emperor Soldiers would inevitably fall into endless sorrow.

Without the intimidation of the extreme emperor soldiers, with her strength, it is absolutely impossible to fight against everyone here.

It is even more impossible to become a bird in the early days.

"Is he admonishing me?"

Listening to the worry in the voice of Shengzi Yaoguang, Li Qingyue was slightly silent.

Her skills have been exposed, and even those holy sons were severely injured by her.

Yuhua Shenchao will never let her go.

Even if she gives up the Nine Secrets, it will be very difficult to leave this place.

Thinking of this, Li Qingyue's body suddenly danced with immortal light.

She raised her palm slightly, revealing the ancient jade in her hand.

"Want the Nine Secrets?" (End of this chapter)

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