Ming Dynasty Emperor System

The corners of the Dao realm clone's mouth slowly raised a meaningful smile. Before Yang Jian and Master Wuchao could recover, a magnificent Dao light covering the entire sky had already enveloped their bodies, mixed with the brilliance of Xi Wei. In the burning eyes, a sense of dazzling came over me.

Looking closely, it turned out that the Dao realm clones opened their hands and each made a strange seal. The majestic power of the semi-saint swept the whole place and hit them head-on. The sky and the earth changed color, and the entire sea of ​​ten thousand realms. Trembling, the space seemed to be affected by a powerful force.

Huh - it was like a sound like a strong wind whistling by, suddenly resounding on this vast sea connecting the sky and the earth.

A portal flashing with blurred seven-color light suddenly appeared in front of the Tao realm clone.

Seeing this, Yang Jian and Master Wuchao wanted to take action, but found that their ability to move was restricted by the light that enveloped their bodies. No matter it was immortal energy or divine power, Buddha's breath or death energy, they could not use it, and were suppressed in a small part of the body. Corner, shivering.

It seems that that light is the beginning of all things and the origin of the Taoism they practice. In front of their ancestors, they can only lower their proud heads and greet their emperor, their father, with an extremely humble attitude!

The Dao realm clone noticed the uneasiness of Yang Jian and Master Wuchao, and while casting the spell, he calmly ordered:

"Don't struggle. I'm stabilizing the space channel. I can't be disturbed by foreign objects. I can only feel sorry for you."

After speaking, he no longer paid attention to the puzzled looks in the eyes of Yang Jian and Master Wuchao. He flipped his hands and brought up an afterimage. Although it seemed to be extremely slow, during the sliding, it vaguely matched the world in the world. The supreme rule.

Every wave of the Dao realm clone's arm can bring about fluctuations in the space of the Sea of ​​Ten Thousand Realms. The black tide in the center of the sea slowly stopped surging during the process of casting the spell. Along with a loud Dao cry, a wave of covering The awe-inspiring aura of the Sea of ​​Ten Thousand Realms spreads.

"All Taoists are subject to my orders!"

The avatar in the Tao realm points one finger to the sky and the other to the earth, looking like a god.

Around the blood ship in the area where the three of them were, the frequency of densely packed blood-colored runes flying and flowing suddenly increased sharply. One after another blood-colored traces were drawn in the air, connecting with each other, and quickly forming a large web that weaved the heaven and earth.

"Qi——" The Dao realm clone clasped his hands together, and a terrifying pressure burst out from his whole body. The strands of chaotic energy quickly caught up with the bloody runes flying in the sky in an extremely solid form. , every rune is shrouded in the energy of chaos.

boom! ! !

Above the sky, the shimmering light suddenly disappeared, the sky was cloudless, and the impurities were swept away. The blood-colored runes outside the blood boat quietly collapsed into powder in a silent manner. In the shadows, dots of blood-colored fragments fell all over the sky.

It was as if there was a tragic rain of blood, and pieces of brilliance fell on the vast still sea. Time seemed to have stopped at this moment. The blossoming blood flowers caused confusing ripples in the ups and downs of the waves. .

Yang Jian and Master Wuchao stared at the scenery in front of them in a daze.

Thousands of stars are born in the eyes of the Tao Realm clone, and then destroyed in an instant. This process keeps repeating itself, as if it is evolving the universe, and it also seems that time is passing through its eyes at a speed that is difficult to catch up with, and countless light years have fallen. Destruction arises, there is no end.

"Tracing to the source -" The Dao Realm clone's big hand fell, and time flew back with his sleeves and resumed its flow. The waves of the sea rose up, drowning all the blood flowers in an instant, turning into curls of blood-colored smoke rising up.

The vast sky was suddenly filled with a large amount of misty blood-colored clouds that lingered uncontrollably.

The roar of the vast avenue was startled again. The blood-colored clouds and mist seemed to be shaken by the roar of the Dao. They disintegrated in the blink of an eye. After rolling and flying in the air, they gathered together again. Under the guidance of the Tao realm clone, , poured into the colorful portal one after another.

The portal suddenly burst into glory!

"Huh--" The Taoist clone let out a long breath, and there seemed to be a trace of exhaustion between his brows. Billions of stars were suddenly born in his eyes, but he was not going on the painful journey of birth and death. Instead, he stayed where he was, motionless.

The Taoist clone suddenly waved his hand, and the invisible force untied Yang Jian and Master Wuchao. After the two regained their ability to move, they both gasped, as if they were shocked by the spectacular scenes before. Time is beyond words.

"Let's go, follow me into the world of Blood Ship."

The Dao Realm clone gave an order, and then took the lead into the colorful portal. Under the clouds of blurred light, the figure that seemed to transcend time and space gradually disappeared until it disappeared.

Yang Jian and Master Wuchao came back to their senses and couldn't help but look at each other. They both saw the uneasiness in each other's eyes. After a slight pause, the two of them stepped forward at the same time and entered the colorful portal without saying a word. middle.

When the two bodies were completely swallowed up by the blurred brilliance, a long sigh suddenly sounded in the sea of ​​all realms, as if it had traveled through eternity and came from that extremely distant mysterious place.

The colorful portal twisted and trembled, gradually shrinking, until it turned into a small dot, a small dot that seemed like this magical place did not exist. It penetrated the many obstacles of time and space, shot into the blood ship, and was quietly annihilated.

The sky, which was originally filled with thousands of miles of dark clouds, suddenly gave birth to pieces of brilliance. In the exchange of brilliance and flickering, wisps of wisps of gleaming light appeared. Looking along the end of the wisps of gleaming light, you can see where the sea and the sky meet is the blood ship. Huge silhouette.

Layers of bloody sawdust fell off the surface of the blood ship. After being scattered in the air, they suddenly changed and became transparent, slowly forming a bloody rune. As time passed bit by bit, the number of bloody runes generated increased. more and more.

Finally, thousands of bloody runes were born, and a burst of blurry and eye-searing light bloomed all over the body, and there was an ancient and vast energy in the world that matched it.

If you calculate carefully, you can find that the number of blood runes is consistent with the 99 sky-supporting copper pillars in the Sea of ​​Ten Thousand Realms. The two seem to have a connection somewhere.

The storm dissipated, and the blood ship floated leisurely. The densely packed blood runes around it also regained their vitality, surrounding the blood ship, flying and flowing crazily, extremely agile.

On the vast sea, the black tide surges, and the waves slap on thousands of ships that have lost their spirituality and vitality. However, the blood ship seems to be an independent individual, completely unaffected, and just floating gently according to its own will. .

The Sea of ​​Ten Thousand Realms has once again returned to its former peace...