I, the nine-star talent, the strongest in the world / sign in at the beginning of Tiangang 36

The Emperor of Heaven, but the ruler of all realms and the king of all spirits, is the true supreme being of heaven and earth!

The most important thing about this position is the personality and authority that governs all things in the world and controls the rules of operation. On the contrary, it has little to do with specific people.

It's like a supreme god seat, the person who sits on it will be covered by this position instead.

Whether it is the mighty Emperor Jun, the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, or the Jade Emperor who pulls his hips, none of them can affect or shake the respect of this position.

This position is the former Emperor Ziwei, the supreme throne that he always yearns for.

Next moment:

"boom!"

In the middle of nowhere, a majestic force suddenly descended, descending on his body.

Chen Qingyu's whole body was shaken, and his consciousness seemed to leave his body in an instant, and he arrived at an indescribably lofty place, overlooking everything in the world.

An infinite force blessed him.

His personality seemed to become extremely revered and lofty in an instant, and he was able to "hold the constitution of heaven" in his mouth, and he could do whatever he said!

What he said is the rules, the law, the way of operation that no one can violate!

As long as he speaks, it will definitely come true!

It is no longer him to adapt to the world, but the world to cater to him!

After such a state lasted for a full quarter of an hour, his consciousness finally returned to his body, and he gradually woke up.

In his mind, a new supernatural power has suddenly appeared, which has become his innate talent just like the transformation of the nine heavenly gangs and the collapsing finger!

"Words follow the law... What kind of overbearing power is this?"

Chen Qingyu's heart was surging, and he subconsciously said:

"I want light!"

The moment the voice fell:

"boom!"

Endless glaring rays of light rose from outside his body, illuminating the entire quiet practice room, as if it had ushered in the extreme daylight!

"Hahaha……"

Seeing this scene, Chen Qingyu laughed heartily.

God said let there be light, and there will be light!

To a certain extent, as long as one's own strength is sufficient, the ability to speak the law is almost omnipotent, which can be called the power of a god!

"Well……"

He felt the power of the real gang in his body, and his eyes flickered slightly.

"Sure enough, although the ability to speak the law is powerful and unparalleled, it consumes a lot of energy!"

Know without thinking:

The operation method of the law of words is to make everything cater to one's own ideas with an extremely domineering attitude!

As far as his cultivation base is concerned, mobilizing the power of the real gang to create a piece of light is very easy, and it can even be maintained forever. The consumption speed of the true gang can't keep up with the speed of his spontaneous recovery.

However, if it is through the way of speaking the law, it is forcing the surrounding environment and spontaneously giving birth to light, which is completely different in nature.

Therefore, the same is to create light and use words to follow, the consumption will be thousands or even ten thousand times greater.

"I don't know, can the power of following the law change the external rules?"

Thinking of this, Chen Qingyu felt a little curiosity in his heart.

"It's better to try it."

He pondered for a moment, opened the mouth and said:

"I want to make this small world no longer have restrictions on the speed of flying away!"

The voice fell:

"Humph!"

Chen Qingyu suddenly let out a muffled snort, his whole body was shaken, and his face was slightly pale.

When he tried to mobilize the power of words, he seemed to hit an infinitely high thick wall.

His strength was simply not enough to shake this wall, but instead caused him to suffer a slight backlash.

But he was not depressed because of this, but his eyes lit up:

"It really is feasible!"

"The power of following the law can also be used to forcibly change the rules, but my strength is not enough..."

The rules in the Shengyuan Small World were created by the founder, Emperor Yuan himself.

currently:

His strength is far inferior to that of Emperor Yuan, even if he relies on his words to follow his power, he cannot shake the rules established by Emperor Yuan.

This is not that the power of speaking is not strong enough, it is simply that he is not strong enough!

If his cultivation level is comparable to that of Emperor Yuan, or even stronger, then he can change all the rules of Shengyuan Xiaojie with a single word!

"However, it seems to be very laborious to try to do that."

Chen Qingyu recalled the state just now, and fell into deep thought.

Speaking out the law followed by supernatural powers, the biggest feature is to give orders, so that the rules of operation of the world and all things cater to oneself.

However, it is not impossible to forcibly modify the rules, or create some rules that do not exist, but it will take more power.

He can vaguely sense:

This is not the right way.

As the Emperor of Heaven who governs all things and establishes the principles of heaven and earth:

The way to speak out is to follow this supernatural power, just to make the rules he made more convenient for him to use.

And as the Emperor of Heaven, he must have a supernatural power specially used to modify and formulate rules, which is more powerful and domineering than saying the law!

This made Chen Qingyu feel more expectations:

"For the sign-in at the Yuandi Palace this time, the prize pool should be all divine powers or cultivation techniques that belong exclusively to the Heavenly Emperor!"

"Maybe, I still have a chance to gain more powerful power!"

Thinking of this, Chen Qingyu seemed to realize something was wrong somewhere, and couldn't help falling into deep thought again:

"The power of the Emperor of Heaven is really too powerful..."

"It can be said that the law follows this kind of supernatural power, how can it be transformed into the way of ten thousand calamities, and become a kind of calamity?"

After a moment of contemplation:

Outside the palace, a deep voice suddenly came out, interrupting his thoughts:

"Is Young Master here?"

"Chang Ziqiu, the Holy Land of Vientiane, is here to pay a visit to Young Master!"

"Ok?"

Chen Qingyu woke up startled, raised his eyebrows:

"Chang Ziqiu?"

He had never heard of this name, but to be able to represent the Holy Land of Vientiane and participate in the Longmen Ceremony, he must be at least a super arrogance of the Daozi's alternate level.

"I haven't had time to visit the Tianjiao of the Vientiane Holy Land, but they came to the door first."

"It seems that this Chang Ziqiu also knows a lot of inside stories..."

Thinking of this, he stood up and walked out quickly.

After ten breaths:

He came outside the hall and saw the figure of a young man.

He is tall and tall, wearing a green shirt, with a strange appearance and a broad forehead, giving people an unusually reliable and calm feeling.

But at this moment:

His face was pale, and his breath was a little unstable, as if he had suffered serious injuries.

"Ok?"

Chen Qingyu's expression changed slightly, and he said:

"But Brother Chang of the Vientiane Holy Land? Are you..."

Chang Ziqiu bowed his hands and said:

"I've seen you, Young Master."

As he spoke, he hinted cryptically:

"It's not convenient to talk here, can we talk in the hall?"

Chapter 337

"it is good!"

Chen Qingyu did not hesitate, and immediately agreed.

He can see that:

There was obviously something wrong with Chang Ziqiu's state, probably because he was injured.

He is the super arrogance of the majestic Vientiane Holy Land, and it is impossible for him to come to the Longmen Puja with all his injuries!

Then the only possibility for him to be injured is the injury he suffered inside the Emperor Yuan Palace!

Just this news, and the information revealed behind it, is no small matter!

"Brother Chang, please!"

Chen Qingyu immediately reached out his hand to signal.

"it is good."

Chang Ziqiu nodded, and followed Chen Qingyu one by one into the palace without any politeness.

After the two arrived in a hall in the temple:

"Brother Chang!"

Chen Qingyu spoke first, with a dignified expression, and said in a deep voice:

"What's the matter with your injury?"

"Not urgent!"

Chang Ziqiu shook his head, signaling not to speak for now.

"Buzz!"

With a flick of his sleeve, a golden bead flew out, and a golden light burst out, covering the surrounding area.

"Brother Chen."

He looked at Chen Qingyu's expression and explained:

"This is a treasure I brought from the Vientiane Holy Land."

"With this treasure, in the Yuan Emperor's palace, unless the three holy kings personally eavesdrop, others will not be able to spy on our conversation."

"Ah."

Chen Qingyu nodded slightly, and said:

"Brother Chang is still considerate."

If we say that the Changluo Chen family is the head of the five ancient families and the strongest family in the barren land;

The Vientiane Holy Land is the leader of the six ancient holy lands, and the strongest sect in the barren land.