Chapter 832

The Rebirth Pluto Emperor suddenly exerted his strength and suddenly bombarded the Zhendan Yuansheng out of his own Rebirth Underworld. He immediately deterred the eight Yuanshengs such as Zidian Yuansheng. He seemed to ignore the holy king's rune floating in the air. He was simply domineering and deterred all directions.

Although the eight Yuansheng, such as Zidian Yuansheng, are angry in their hearts, they dare not take action again. In front of the Rebirth Emperor, the Holy King's rune seal can only protect themselves, and they can't cause any damage to the Past Pluto at all.

Only then did they know how big the gap between their proud cultivation realm and the ancient existence of the Past Pluto, just like a child in front of an adult.

"The Hades of the Past! You--

Zidian Yuansheng shouted, and the color of his face changed rapidly. He thought that the Pluto was ruthless and was going to take action against them.

"I don't want to do anything to you. It's just that the shock was rude to me, so I punished him a little. As I've already said, I won't go to your alliance to make the decision. You'd better retreat quickly. For the Holy King's face, I'll let you leave safely."

The Pluto said lightly, and there was endless majesty and momentum between his words.

The eight Yuansheng looked at each other and saw the helplessness in the other party's eyes. In front of the Rebirth Emperor, they couldn't put out a trace of the air of the Yuansheng strong. At that moment, they had to take the seal of the Holy King and left the Underworld.

When he came, he was in high spirits, and he left with a gray face. The shocked Yuansheng was hurt by the original source by the rebirth Pluto. Although there was no worry about the name, it also reduced his cultivation. With resentment and fear of the rebirth Pluto, and all kinds of complex mentality, the nine Yuansheng returned to the headquarters time and space of the Saint Alliance, according to The order of the Holy King continues to expand the scale of the alliance.

"Hmm--"

Seeing the saints retreating, the Pluto snorted in his nose and said thoughtfully:

"Every saint's alliance is nine Yuansheng, ninety-nine quasi-saints, and nine is the extreme of the number. There is no greater number than nine. Did the four holy kings actually have that idea?"

"No! The number of Dayan is fifty, and it is used for forty-nine. The virtual one is to seek Tai Chi, four, nine and thirty-six. Even if the four holy kings are added, they can't reach the number of fifty or nine, and they can't make up the number of Dayan.

The Pluto suddenly began to deduce, opened his eyes for a moment, and said emptyly:

"In the whole chaos, coupled with my ancient existence, there are only 44 Yuansheng, and there will be no new Yuan Christmas birth in the next million years. That is to say, before the great nirvana of the era, plus the four holy kings, they can't make up the number of forty-nine. It should not be what I guessed in my heart."

"But if this is not the case, the four holy kings have no worries about the great nirvana of the era, so why form a saint alliance?"

The eyes of the Pluto became more and more confused, as if he fell into a kind of confusion, and as if he didn't believe the speculation in his heart.

"Never mind him! What era great nirvana, what kind of holy alliance, what kind of great number, it is just nothing for me, or first understand the holy king's road in the soul of chaos, as long as I can understand the mystery of heaven and promote the holy king, everything else is not important.

For a long time, Qingming was restored in the eyes of the previous emperor. He opened his mouth and sprayed, and the soul of chaos flew out of his mouth and suspended in the air.

He has been smelting with the underworld fire for five hundred years, and he can't enter the inside of the soul of chaos. It seems that the underworld fire is ineffective against the soul of chaos, so this time the underworld emperor did not sacrifice the underworld fire again, but turned into a ball of smoke and wrapped the soul of chaos in it.

These smokes are condensed by the most basic chaotic particles. The Rebirth Emperor wants to turn himself into the most basic particles, trying to penetrate into the soul of chaos, and look for an opportunity to lead to the Holy King Avenue.

"The Rebirth Pluto, although you are powerful, you are still delusional if you want to refine Haoyangzhu."

Ding Yang stood proudly in the gap between time and space, looking at the two balls in front of him, and did not pay attention to the previous Ming Emperor at all.

Because in his heart, there is already a conjecture that this Haoyang pearl may have been made by the Lord of Chaos. Without Haoyangzhu's own approval, even the holy king can't forcibly enter it.

What he wants to do now is to integrate Haoyangzhu and the lonely universe.

His holy will condensed into a big hand, pushing Haoyang time and space, and continuing to gather towards the ball of time and space of the lonely universe. He has failed hundreds of thousands of times, but he is not depressed at all.

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Another meeting failed. Haoyang time and space and the lonely universe have passed by more than a million times, but this time Ding Yang's eyes flashed.

Although the aggregation just now failed, he really felt that the distance between Haoyang time and space and the lonely universe was so close, basically only a layer of time and space, like a thin piece of paper. He even heard the sound of friction between Haoyang time and space and the lonely universe in his ears.

"Do it again! Taking the space-time trajectory just now as the base point and deviate from a layer of time and space, you should be able to succeed.

Ding Yang's heart raised a burst of hope of joy. His will carefully pushed Haoyang time and space and converged towards the lonely universe. This time, all his spiritual forces were completely condensed, locking the movement trajectory of the two "round balls", and watching the two lines move slowly in the chaotic time and space, getting closer and closer. Finally, they finally came together completely.

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All Ding Yang's yuan god will was condensed, carefully controlling the laws of Haoyang's time and space, and penetrating into the lonely universe. He didn't dare to slack off at all, and he didn't dare to bold in at all. The two balls looked as fragile as eggs, but in fact they were two thunder bombs. Once they exploded, they could smash him to pieces, and there was no scum left.

He does not want to integrate Haoyang time and space and the lonely universe into a brand-new existence, but to completely integrate Haoyang beads into the lonely universe and become his own law power. In the future, there will be no more Haoyang beads, and there will be no chaotic spirit. There will be only the lonely universe, and only he is the lonely holy one.

This kind of control is very energy-consuming. A hundred years have passed quickly. With Ding Yang's ability, he has been maintaining this highly tense state, and he can't help feeling a little tired, but the Haoyang law that integrates the past is less than one ten-thousandth of the whole Haoyang pearl. If it goes down at this speed, it will take at least a million years to integrate Haoyangzhu.

But the great nirvana of the Epoch is coming in another 500,000 or 600,000 years at most. Does Ding Yang still have enough time?