Chapter 864 Creating the World

Escape from death, this is the real version of escape from death. After Lin Feng imprisoned the soul of the ancestor emperor, he was worried about the child and carefully put overlapping shields around him again.

After doing everything, he turned to look at the high white bone altar, with a bright smile on his lingering face. It seems that fate is still on its own side. The soul of the emperor is forbidden, and the rest of the body will belong to him.

Refining his imperial body can increase his power by at least two levels. Refine the blade of fate, your power will leap again, and the understanding of the road will enter an extraordinary level of holy.

This palace has been jointly laid out. It is not easy to open it. In this case, practice well here. The ancestor emperor has 16 chaotic years, and those followers must also know this. It is estimated that the big array is also for him to refine Lin Feng.

Thinking of this, Lin Feng pulled out the extinct knife, and the eight chaotic years suddenly broke out. A knife flashed. The support of the white bone altar that had lost its strength collapsed, and a whirlpool appeared under the altar, which constantly gushed out pure world-origenous power.

"This ancestor emperor is really a powerful means. He can steal the world's original power of the little demon world. It's really cheap. With the help of the original power of the small demon world, he cooperates with the power of Xuanhuangyuan to perfect the world." Lin Feng sat on top of the whirlpool as soon as he moved, accelerating the array under the surrounding arrangement. Do everything to bring the ancestral body into the creative world. The magic weapon split went to the ancestral body and reached out to feel his eyebrows. After a long time, he nodded, "There is his soul mark in the blade of fate, but he is asleep at this moment, and it is very easy to defeat."

Lin Feng's body patted directly, and the power of kendo burst into it, directly killing the wisp of soul mark in the blade of fate. If the soul of the ancestor emperor has not been sealed, it is even more difficult for Lin Feng to easily get his blade of fate than to ascend to the sky. Nowadays, it is a huge bargain.

The right hand of the magic weapon emanates the power of fate, and a blade of fate turns out of the void. The ancestral emperor also shot a light from the heart of his body and turned into the same blade of fate.

"This refining will only take a very short time." The magic weapon split grabbed it with its left hand and controlled the two blades of fate to refine it.

The body and the split sit on one side and play a formula each. A long river rolls down in the void, which is the world's original power of the little demon world.

Outside the ancestral temple, dozens of venerable people confronted each other, and they all looked solemn.

The face of the son of the three emperors is particularly ugly. They have been pestering each other for a long time in a life-and-death war, and unexpectedly got a shocking news from their mouths. The real strength of the ancestor has exceeded that of all sentient beings to reach the height of the three emperors, a full of 16 chaotic years. This kind of power suppresses the heavens and the world, and no one is invincible.

"What do you think?" The son of the emperor said.

"What do you think, what do we think?" The answer of the son of the demon emperor is very reluctant.

"Don't worry, everyone. I'm thinking that maybe something has changed. Don't forget the power we felt in the turbulence. Lin Feng only had eight chaotic years. The emperor wanted to kill him, and one finger was enough, but the combat power of those 16 chaotic years broke out several times in a row, and the last time it reached 17 chaotic years. Lin Feng doesn't have the ability to force the emperor to that extent. Pan said calmly, "So something unexpected must have happened."

"Not bad, the boss's analysis is very correct. But who can force the emperor to display 16 chaotic years? Who on earth has such ability? Is it a Taoist fairy?"

The strength of Taoist immortals is the most powerful among many arrivals. It has always been mysterious. If it is said that he is more reliable, he may be the only one.

"Look, they don't look good. I guess they think the same as us. Whether it's Taoist or not, we will wait here anyway. If it's a Taoist fairy, then they are doomed. If the emperor wins, we can't escape. Sooner or later, we will be finished, so we will wait here.

"I can be sure that there is no accident at present." The old man came forward and said.

"Why?" Everyone stared at him and asked.

The old man who hunted the sky pointed to the Tianlong sasama, which was still blooming with Buddha's light in the sky. "That's his original Taoist weapon. If he had an accident, the Buddhist Taoist weapon would also change abnormally."

"Damn, you old man, if you didn't say it earlier, I thought it was your bodyguard." The dark demon couldn't help cursing.

"You didn't ask again." The old man was a little unhappy.

"Okay, let's wait here. A hundred years, a thousand years, ten thousand years, we don't care." The son of the three emperors sat on the spot.

The rest of the people also followed suit. Lin Feng was fine, so the result was another situation.

At this moment, Lin Feng has been practicing for 5,000 years, and the magic weapon split finally completely refined the blade of the ancestor's fate. His breath suddenly shook and grew rapidly. One chaotic year, two chaotic years, three chaotic years... It grew to six chaotic years, and the power fluctuation gradually stopped.

The magic weapon split has refined two blades of fate, and the mutation of the fate disk has undergone a qualitative transformation.

"Ye-huh, the strength has grown so much." Lin Feng opened his eyes, and he only felt that the power of the body suddenly rushed up and continued, sprinting until the middle of the eight mixed years. And the resentful fairy split was also slightly shocked, breaking through to five chaotic years, and its strength was the weakest one among the three.

After 5,000 years of devouring the creation world, the original power of the little demon world has turned into an ocean flowing in it. And the power of Xuanhuangyuan is even more abundant. Every moment, the world that creates the world is separated.

"Open the world." Lin Feng's body turned into a giant up to 200,000 meters high. As soon as the soul is swept down, it can cover 400 billion miles. It is refined by the divine power, and the power of the soul grows again without effort.

"The creation of the world has only opened up six floors, and there are still four floors left. This time it will be a success." Lin Feng's giant body is teleporting in the creative world. Everywhere it goes, it directly refines the Xuanhuang source force into the initial force. The sky is constantly rising, and the earth is constantly sinking and condensing.

It took a whole hundred years this time, and the world finally divided.

Looking up at the high sky, it was dark. Lin Feng raised his hand to cut open his wrist artery and spewed out thousands of drops of blood.

"Sprinkle blood into stars."

A thousand drops of blood flew into the darkness.

"All sentient beings need fire, so there is a sun." Lin Feng frowned a little, and the fire really flew out and integrated into a drop of blood. A star flashed from the darkness, and then like a volcano bursting out, a blazing fire was burning, a sun appeared in the endless sky, shining on the earth, and the temperature began to warm.

"All sentient beings need to reproduce, so there is yin and yang." Lin Feng clicked again, and the yin and yang truth flew out and blended into the second drop of blood. Finally, it expanded infinitely and turned into a mass of fog with a bang, dissipating between heaven and earth.

"The human nature is good, so there is light." Lin Feng also integrated the Guangming Road into the essence of blood, and finally dissipated in heaven and earth, and integrated into the way of creation.

Lin Feng integrated the five-line path, the dark path, the wind path, the thunder path, the beast path, the array path, the kendo, the Dan path, the ghost path, the illusion path, the sound path, and the instrument path into the creative world.

Since then, Lin Feng's education and creation of the world has had day, night, gold, wood, water, fire and earth, natural wind, natural thunder, beasts, spirit beasts, warcrafts, etc., war, life and death reincarnation, the sound of heaven and earth, dangerous cunning, and human development civilization.

The general ancestor only cultivates several avenues. People such as the three emperors and ancestors are extinct, but like Lin Feng, no one has been found since ancient times. His creation of the world is the most perfect world. The peaks rise from the ground, the plains are vast and boundless, the primeval forests are lush, and streams, lakes, rivers and seas can be seen everywhere.

"The creation is natural, and the initial creatures are determined by the sky." Lin Feng looked at his creation of the world with satisfaction. Now he has become the true founding father. At the moment of the creation of the world, the soul is completely integrated with the whole world, and he can clearly see all the creation of the world, a trace of subtle changes.

The whole creation world has changed because of his will.

In the ancestral temple, Lin Feng's real body opened his eyes. His body moved slightly and made a crisp sound, refining the blade of fate, and perfecting the creation of the world. His power has quietly broken through to eleven chaotic years.

It was not until this moment that Lin Feng knew how strong his strength would be after breaking through ten years of chaos. The previous eight chaotic years were weak and pitiful. At the beginning, the ancestor said that he was an ant and praised himself.

"It's out, Zuhuang Zhenjing." When Lin Feng's soul moved, an imperial character flew out of the space of the ancestral emperor's purple mansion, constantly squirming and turning into an ancestral character.

"The True Sutra of the Ancestral Emperor, decompose." With a flick of Lin Feng's fingers, the Ancestor's True Sutra immediately disintegrated and divided into 23. Well, there are actually golden roads, wooden roads, waterways and dirt roads. It happens that there is only a fire channel in the Five Avenue built by the emperor, and the other four independent avenues are missing.

Lin Feng swallowed the four avenues of Jinmu, water and soil, and then swept the soul again. No new avenue was found. The remaining 19 avenues have been completed. Although the road of the same door is different, the origin is the same. Therefore, Lin Feng integrated the Nineteen Gate Avenue into the already existing road of the Education Ascension Sutra. With a slight turn, his soul power will grow crazily.

"The eleven chaotic years are at the peak. It's not good. You can't grow like this without scruples." Although the rapid growth of power is what everyone dreams of, if the increase is too fast and exceeds the limit of the ontology, it will be counterproductive. Lin Feng suppressed the growth of his power, and he needed to consolidate his current state.

The ancestral body was imprisoned and left to be slowly refined in the future. At this time, the child also squealed and rubbed his eyes.

Lin Feng just wanted to withdraw the forbidden array, but he heard the child muttering, "What the hell." Those forbidden arrays collapsed directly under his little finger. Then he patted his stomach and said, "I'm a little hungry." Turning his head and looking at the imprisoned ancestral soul, once again, the forbidden array laid by Lin Feng was not as good as paper, and dissipated again.

"It tastes okay now." The child licked the soul of the emperor in the palm of his heart.

"Ah... help." The soul of the ancestor made a terrible cry.