Chapter 449 Nine hundred kilometers

The Nuwa people were shocked. Unexpectedly, the devouring field was destroyed at the critical moment and ingested the spirit of the White Mountain. And the intake is very large. The patriarch gave Xiaojiao the spirit of Baishan just a little more than two fingers, but this time the intake is the size of the grinding disc and the continuous intake.

"How could this happen? The spirit of the White Mountain is protected by the first god array. Even if we want to absorb it from the outside world, it is an extravagant hope, and it is impossible at all. Why can he ingest it?

"This is not the key to the problem. Stop him quickly, otherwise the spirit of the White Mountain will suffer heavy losses, and it may even be completely consumed by him."

"slow down." The strong man of Nuwa was about to take action, but was suddenly stopped by the patriarch.

"Psagall, if you slow down, the spirit of the White Mountain will be gone." A Nuwa people ignored the order and hit the blazing divine light, like a divine sword splitting into the air, wanting to cut the sky. Its attack power is fierce, and it is eternal. The means of the strong in the undead world will be cut off from life and death.

"Damn it, you dare to treat my boss." Xiaojin rushed to the crown angrily. Regardless of Xiaojiao's obstruction, he directly played the great destruction. Suddenly, he rolled and destroyed the breath for ages. He wanted to trace the tides of time and space and destroy all the light of killing. But as soon as this power came into contact with the attack of the strong Nuwa clan, it was smashed on the spot. It was not a level of power at all.

Xiao Jin's figure was beaten back into Xiao Jiao's arms. He grinned, a wisp of blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, and he had to rush up. Xiaojiao hurriedly pressed it.

The patriarch frowned, flicked with one finger, and a bunch of blazing beams of light into the air, directly smashing the attack of the strong Nuwa clan in the void. Her body flashed and appeared in the sky. With a big sleeve move, a profound text appeared in the air. The golden light is shining, with an unspeakable general trend, just like the words dedicated to the first god.

"The spirit of the White Mountain, wait for the predestined person."

In just one word, those angry Nuwa people suddenly calmed down. Although they were unwilling, they never attacked again.

"Msaga, what's going on?" Xiao Jiao rose into the air and asked. The first god array is the supreme array laid by the first god himself. It can be called the most powerful array in the world. It is truly immortal and immortal. There is a divine array to protect the spirit of the White Mountain. Not to mention a strong man who wants to break through and enter the realm of condensation, I'm afraid that it is impossible for the strong man who surpasses the realm of immortality to obtain the spirit of the White Mountain.

"This is a secret of the Nuwa people. However, we don't regard you as an outsider. The first god once left a message, and the spirit of the White Mountain is waiting for the predestined person. I suspect that he is the predestined man. The patriarch smiled gently and said that the precious spirit of Baishan was extracted under her eyes. She was also Gujing Wulan, very calm, as if it had nothing to do with her at all.

"Is it really such a coincidence? They are all things that ordinary people can't do, and they have repeatedly broken some so-called taboos. Xiaojiao asked herself in her heart.

"I tell you, don't try to bully the little with the big. Who touches my boss again? I'll fight with you." Xiao Jin was so fierce that he had great hostility to the descendants of the first god.

"Little thing, don't be so angry. It was just a misunderstanding." The patriarch smiled and tapped a small amount of money with one finger, and a light quickly sank into its forehead.

"The patriarch is..." The Nuwa people were stunned and couldn't figure out why the patriarch did this. However, it is relieved that the patriarch is a person who is about to break through to a higher level, and his mentality and actions are no longer understood by ordinary people.

"Boom!" With a roar, the emperor stood upright in the void and did not move, like an ancient stone man, immortal, presented by all kinds of forces around him, and even some runes, which were very similar to the original words. This is an ancient scroll of scriptures, which appeared at the moment when the small world was about to form.

"Pstor, look at the scripture..." The Nuwa people exclaimed. They are very familiar with this scripture, which is the scripture dedicated to the First God.

"He won't really be the reincarnation of the first god, will he?"

"Did the ancestors leave the spirit of the White Mountain for him?"

"Even if it is not the first god, it has an inextricable relationship with the first god. Otherwise, the first nerve text will crush him to death, and it is impossible to be used by him at all.

The Nuwa people no longer have any complaints at this time. Even if the spirit of the White Mountain is taken out, they will not say another word.

"The five elements of yin and yang are chaotic, condensing the small world. The first nerve text, the spirit of the white mountain, auxiliary cohesion. Huang Bazun suddenly opened his eyes and pupils, and the six control eyes burst into the divine glory. A wisp of Buddha light came out, which was extremely rich and almost physical. There are deeper secrets in these six ways, which seem to be about to come out.

"Six control eyes, Buddha light..." The Nuwa people feel that today is the most incredible day they have ever seen in their lives. A person full of mystery makes it impossible to speculate about his true identity.

The devouring field gathered with the divine voice of the emperor. Above the sky, the chaotic air flow is like an ancestral dragon, hovering into a circle, driving the power of the five elements of yin and yang. The endless aura of heaven and earth converges, turning into a long river, roaring like a tiger. The devouring ability laughs at it all, which is not ambiguous at all.

"Boom!"

Another shocking loud noise. The small world is beginning to take shape. There is a chaotic power flow of five elements of yin and yang, and the spirit of the first nerve Wen Baishan flashes, and then hides into the inner space of the small world. The most strange thing is that a huge black vortex is on the surface of the small world. At first glance, it looks like a terrible cosmic black hole, with lightning flashing and majestic destructive power surging. It seems that any object that enters the black hole will be destroyed.

"Py patriarch, how many people in history still have the ability after the small world condensed?" The strong man of Nuwa was stunned and couldn't help asking.

"There are very few phoenixes, and there are countless hands. At the beginning, the ancestor's elder brother, Fuxi Shishen, when he did not prove the Tao, the small world took shape and retained the gossip ability. When the first god was tortured, the small world maintained the ability to kill the gods. But these are all powerful figures, and in the end, they became the first gods. The patriarch could no longer calm down at this time. When she condensed the boundary, the small world did not have the ability to maintain the virtual boundary.

"Then he..." Xiaojiao was also shocked.

"Big..." Huang Bazun doesn't care what the people below think. At this time, he put all his body and mind in the small world, and the rules of the world evolved into a blessing on the small world. As his voice sounded, the prototype of the small world, which was only 100 kilometers away, expanded rapidly like a blowing balloon. Two hundred kilometers, three hundred kilometers, the growth rate is so fast and appalling.

"Four hundred kilometers, five hundred kilometers..." The patriarch stared, his heart twitched fiercely, and his breathing was short. Her original world was only 500 miles, but the small world of the emperor is still growing at an incomparable speed. Nine hundred kilometers, this is the limit of the small world of the ancestors, and the 'nine' is the extreme number in the world and cannot be surpassed. Can you break through to 900 kilometers?

"Peng!"

Everyone's hearts were shocked, and the small world finally stopped growing. I don't know how much the aura of heaven and earth has been extracted. If it hadn't been for the beginning of the divine testimony here, which made the spiritual power of heaven and earth incomparable, with the will of the first god, I'm afraid that this place will be excessively extracted because of the spiritual power of heaven and earth, and eventually turn into a desolate land without an inch of grass.

The emperor's divine light is Zhan Zhan Zhan, and the Taoist lines all over his body are captured directly, converging into a black sphere and entering the small world.

The power of Taoist lines, which appears in the virtual realm, transcends the virtual realm and will lose its function. However, entering the small world can strengthen the small world and change its role.

"The small world of 900 kilometers, from ancient times to the present, can be counted." The emperor is arrogant and in a good mood. The result of thick accumulation and thin hair was so fierce, which surprised him very much. The breath of the secret art in the small world is suffocating. Obviously, it can have such an effect. The secret art is indispensable.

The secret art comes from heaven and earth and has many functions. It can be said that Huang Ba Zun is now one of the people who collect the most secrets in the heavens and the world.

The small world is spinning in the sky, extremely heavy and powerful. Even if the patriarch feels a little oppression, if it is in the same realm, this small world is definitely an unshakable emperor. Just like the devouring field, in the field, he is definitely the emperor.

"This is the real world!" Xiao Jiao smacked her tongue secretly.

The emperor landed and bowed and said, "Thank you for saving me."

Xiaojiao smiled and saluted, "Don't be polite."

Huang Ba Zun remembered this kindness in his heart, and then bowed to the Nuwa people, "Some accidents happened just now, which was not what I wanted. I don't know what can be compensated?"

The accident refers to the ingestion of a large number of white mountain spirits, which is automatically ingested by the phagocytosis field, and it is impossible for him to stop it.

"If you can take it away, it's fate." The patriarch smiled calmly, "I hope it can help you return to the Buddha as soon as possible."

"Your good words." Huang Ba Zun smiled, and a golden light fell on his shoulder, which was Xiao Jin.

"Big boss, the movement just now is really not small. This small world is extraordinary and has the ability. What are you going to name it?" Xiao Jin said happily.

"The world is based on the phagocytosis field and magnifies the phagocytosis ability hundreds of times, so it is named after the phagocytosis ability. Devour the world." Huang Bazun waved to take back the devouring world. The patriarch nodded and dismissed the clan, leaving Huang Ba Zun and Xiao Jiao.

"The girl is as beautiful as a fairy and kind-hearted. I don't know what to call her?" Huang Ba Zun hesitated for a moment and asked. This is definitely not flattery or polite, but from the bottom of my heart. It's too easy to see through a person's mind with the divine magic, the secret of fate and the secret of robbery, the secret of all evils, etc.

"My surname is Zheng and my name is Xiaojiao. Just call me Xiaojiao." Zheng Xiaojiao looked back and smiled, "You have just broken through, and you are not familiar with your own four-color source power. It's better to retreat and consolidate it."

Huang Ba Zun was stunned. The smile was as bright as a flower, naturally calm, like bathing in the spring breeze, and feeling warm from the bottom of his heart.