Let him out?

That's probably exactly what he wants.

Me: "That won't work, but old man, you are a big man, you are so arrogant, extremely powerful, and have countless glories. The most important thing is that you are handsome and domineering... How could you compete with me as a junior?"

By chance, this old man is just a person who likes to flatter.

He laughed so hard that he couldn't stop talking: "Hahaha... you are also very handsome, hahaha... Not bad, it seems that when I was sleeping, I chose you in the dark. Grandpa, such a domineering and cool person, of course I won't give you the power of creation. The power of creation is just a yarn? But I have been sleeping for too long now, and I don't know what's going on. I have lost too much. This power of creation is a great replenishment for me. Don't worry, it's this power of creation that awakens me, and I won't treat you badly. Isn't it just a fusion of source energy? Didn't you see the rune given to you by grandpa? Go and help me make a mess of the world of Posa. The power in the rune is smaller than the power of creation. Although the energy is smaller, the level is more than one level higher. It is enough to completely merge your source energy, and there is still extra."

Me: "Old man, you are cheating. You said before that as long as I help you make trouble for the world of Posa, this rune is mine. Now that the conditions have not changed, you still rob me of my power of creation."

Old man: "Uh... what you said makes sense is, grandpa, I'm speechless. Forget it, thinking about your wise eyes and seeing that grandpa is so handsome, I said I won't blame you, I won't blame you. I'll give you another rune, and it's yours. No, no, no, no, no, grandpa... Grandpa, I'll sleep for a while, numb, who puts the restriction on me, when grandpa breaks through and doesn't squeeze his balls into his eyes, I'll take his surname. Boy, you can find more power to create worlds, and when grandpa wakes up, it will give you great benefits."

No sound!

No matter how I praise him, there is no sound.

The old man fell asleep completely.

I looked at the two runes carefully.

The old man said that although the power contained in it is very weak and does not have much power to create a world, the level is much stronger.

What energy is more advanced than the power of creation?

Who was this old man in the plane?

Who brought it into this universe in the Reincarnation Palace? I? Nine Female Ancestors? Or the Goddess of Troubled Times, or Jiuer, or Yan Bingbing or the Young Phoenix...

Or other planes lurking in the dark?

Forget it, let's not worry about it for now.

Anyway, there is no danger for the time being.

To be honest, I hope the old man is using me. In this way, if fate breaks free from the prison again, the old man can help me suppress it.

If he didn't use me, it was really just a coincidence that he woke up and lacked strength would be unfavorable to me.

I calmed down and waved my hand to grab it in all directions.

In the void, the deprivation of the three thousand great ways envelops the heavens.

The fragments of the Infinite Hell suddenly appeared in my hands piece by piece.

Long-term refining techniques, refining!

I can't refine the artifact, but the artifact fragments can.

Of course, there are some difficulties, the more powerful the artifact, the more difficult it is.

The Abyssal Hell is a superior artifact. However, my cultivation level is different now. It took a hundred years to finally refine all the fragments of the Abyssal Hell into my body.

The peak of the peak of the ninth-level Taoist weapon.

The divinity is already extremely strong.

With a casual wave, I was full of divine nature. The great way I used was even more prison attributes of the Infinite Hell, and no one could hide.

I think, refine another magical artifact!

I only need one piece, even if it turns into pieces, I can become a god in my flesh.

Unfortunately, it's gone.

All the hundreds of gods that were massacred before were taken away by the Heavenly Dao. I don’t know what the hell was taken to.

Their magic weapon, God's marks, and the power of creation are not left at all.

Even the red silk that had been broken before disappeared without a trace.

There are a few magical artifacts on me, but I can't break them or refine them.

It seems that if you want to become a god in your flesh, you still need opportunities.

Forget it, let’s improve your soul first.

Although the Infernal Hell is broken, the power of the artifact is still there. It will take a while for the barrier to dissipate.

Therefore, the infinite evil spirits and resentful spirits in the Invincible Hell have not escaped.

The little axe killed all the evil spirits below the cultivation level of Venerable Nitian, but in the Invincible Hell, there were still countless people above Venerable Nitian.

The population base is too large.

An infinite evil spirit!

Come on, let’s talk about the unit of measurement.

Ten, one behind one zero.

Hundred, one and the next two zeros.

Thousand, one after three zeros.

...

100, one behind eight zeros.

Gigabyte, one behind twelve zeros.

Jing, one behind sixteen zeros.

Then there are Gai, Zi, Rang, Gou, Stream, Zheng, Zai, Ganges, and Asun's mouth, which is incredible and immeasurable!

Wuliang is the sixty-eight zeros behind one.

How many are there?

So many evil spirits stayed in the Infinite Hell, and were blessed by the law of time by the middle-level gods and heavenly way. The time flowed extremely slowly and kept practicing. In an instant, I don’t know how many years have passed here.

Can you say that a ghost in the Abyssinus Hell is probably more than the souls of the entire Three Thousand Worlds.

What's more, there are three thousand clones of heaven. Each clone cultivates a small universe. There are also creatures in those small universes. The Heavenly Dao also pulls the creatures in other clones and puts them in the Abyssin Hell.

With the help of the magical artifact rules in the Invincible Hell, Wuliang Gui helped him cultivate fierce and evil spirits.

Here, the Venerable Disappears has 8 trillion, which is 8 trillion.

Made, so many evil and evil ghosts who have been removed from good thoughts are left. If they escape, they may be completely ruined by the creatures in the small universe of Heavenly Dao.

I have no intention of helping the way of heaven.

I'm helping myself.

I must absorb the original heroic spirit as soon as possible.

The original heroic spirit is half of my soul, and is nourished by all the ancient gods in the ancient gods' wild world with their unyielding murderous aura and endless anger. Once my hands are stained with blood and my body is killed, I can quickly absorb the original heroic spirit.

These eight trillion evil spirits at the level of the Heaven-Defiant Venerable are the best way for me to improve my cultivation.

kill!

The three thousand great roads merged, and the golden sword burst out.

This is my most powerful attack.

To me, the mere Venerable of the Heavens is like an ant. To be precise, there is garbage under the gods.

A mushroom cloud rose into the sky. Tens of millions of saints against the heavens were destroyed on the spot, leaving only the immortals.

The primitive heroic spirit was absorbed by me madly.

No...

Too slow. Eight trillion evil spirits, kill tens of millions at a time. When will they go?

I can't let Qingmu and Bella help, they kill, and there is no way for me to absorb the original heroic spirit.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in my mind.

I have now integrated the stars of the sky and the stars of the earth into the Yutu.

Although the power of the sky and earth stars cannot be exerted, the gravitational field is enough to tear the gods apart by relying on the two planets to attract each other.
Chapter completed!