Boom
Suddenly bright
The little light suddenly burst, first dissolving chaos and expanding outward, and then evolving into Taichu, Taihe, Tai Su, Yin, Yang and Five Elements …
The sun, the moon and the stars appear, and the chaos of the three treasures fills the air and completely transforms the world tree …
Clear air rises, turbid air falls, nine days, nine deep and remote places appear, fire, water and wind roll, life and death bridge is built …
Eventually a new world was formed.
Wang Xuan suddenly opened his eyes, and the small world moved slowly.
See the whole virtual first fiend, he destroyed the magic gun, and a horizontal flash of murder crossed the virtual.
The soldiers of the patrol army stopped fighting for life and death.
In front of them, the number of heavenly fiends turns to white ash and dissipates thousands of miles around them.
Although the Kuroshio in the distance is coming again, there is a little respite.
"A guard, you are awake …"
Sanyang Tianwang just said half a sentence and then gave birth to a strange feeling and looked around blankly.
Wang Xuan suddenly disappeared in their eyes.
Distorted the sun and the moon returned to normal, filled with emptiness, and the demon disappeared, only the blue sky, white clouds, flowers and plants were fragrant.
The terran people on the ground have been robbed, crying and laughing and jumping to celebrate the rest of their lives.
Jin Xian, the king of Sanyang, guessed the reason and looked at the serene blue sky and white clouds with worries in his eyes.
Wang Xuan spread his palm in virtual space.
The small world moves slowly, and all the avenues in it are controlled by him. Just like the creator, one thought can turn Gan Kun around.
His face was calm, and the small world suddenly looked at the rushing celestial fiend.
Destroy the magic gun crashing out of sight, all the first fiends perished, but more fiends emerged with it.
Wang Xuan is like an ancient god of war. There is no pause. He also devours countless fiends here like a whirlpool
However, his mind put out the magic gun
With the mass fiend law being swallowed up, the lines of the magic gun are becoming more and more complex and concentrated, becoming smaller than the hair.
The color of the spear head also changed from white as porcelain to golden yellow with the change, and the surrounding area fluctuated constantly.
Finally, the deduction disk of Heaven spins wildly.
"Huh?"
Wang Xuan, the movement here has attracted everyone’s attention.
Has swallowed up the innate water and fire avenue, and the emperor suddenly stopped his eyes, flashing a cold hum, differentiating into a virtual shadow and robbing the innate soil avenue …
Beichen emperor suddenly got up as if he had ignited some kind of hope, and the fighting spirit rose with the army of star gods coming …
In the eyes of the Sun Emperor, he also shouted at Pluto and others, "Get out of here!"
"Big deal?"
Hades stopped if he felt something. "Please speak plainly, Emperor, or I won’t stop."
The sun emperor smiled coldly but didn’t answer, but ran the source force to get rid of the entanglement
Hades looks pale.
He felt as if he had miscalculated something.
And Wang Xuan is in a wonderful state at this time.
The crazy rotation of the deduction disk of Heaven and the incessant analysis of the Taoist pattern of the God-killing gun made him realize many things.
If Sanjie Avenue is a representation, these laws are like grains of sand gathering into a desert, and these laws are also the smallest fragments of everything.
At the same time, he was surprised to find that
The deduction disk of Heaven is also made up of several layers, and the running pattern in it is exactly the same as the god-destroying gun …
Chapter six hundred and ninety-seven The world manager finally shows the channel.
This is a mysterious experience.
Wang Xuan felt as if he had seen the micro-world. A grain of sand is the universe, and there are thousands of worlds disillusioned in one breath.
Both time and time are analyzed.
He saw the layers stacked like glass, and he saw the long river of time.
Counting the past is like queuing up to the virtual end, and even the three realms are arranged in the same way, like the reversal of the collapse process.
The future is a blur.
One thought can give birth to several possibilities.