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?? Inside and outside of chaos, the vast world, the endless planes, the universe and the sea of ??stars, billions of worlds.
Naturally, there are differences between high dimensions and low latitudes. At that time, the supreme emperor of the Qiankun Empire became the center of the multidimensional world, and Kyushu was extremely glorious in that era.
Suppresses heaven and earth, divides yin and yang, decides life and death, and controls the six paths.
Even the secret low latitudes and the terrifying high dimensions are all under the emperor's suppression.
The stars, world, and time and space outside the Nine Provinces have almost gradually collapsed in an endless cycle for the Lord God and Wolf Girl.
But they are not emperors after all, at least they have to be afraid of high and low dimensions.
"The secret existence of low latitudes will cause uncontrollable threats once it invades reality. In the distant past of Kyushu, there were instances of low latitudes invading reality.
I don¡¯t know how many changes have been caused
The low latitudes are hidden and cannot be mentioned or touched. Any creature that dares to touch the low latitudes will be suppressed by all forces.
There is an unknown past that has disappeared from history.
Far before the Qiankun Empire, it was a terrible era of chaos and disorder. There were secret low-latitude intrusions into reality, causing countless uncontrollable mutations.
Time and space, heaven and earth, destiny, all living things, all spirits, and even the cycle of life and death are all invaded.
It was just one step away from being pulled into the depths of low latitudes. Finally, a pair of strong men from an unknown place stood up.
No. 1 Emperor Chen, No. 1 Emperor Yue! (The characters of Zi Chen and Zi Yue will be released in the middle and later stages!)
Emperor Chen¡¯s one picture plays Yin and Yang, determines the three talents, plays the four images, and is divided into five elements.
"Yuehuang's book transforms Liuhe, develops seven stars, divides into eight trigrams, and appears in nine palaces!"
The picture is named River Picture!
The title of the book is Luoshu!
"One picture and one book are integrated to control chaos and determine the ten directions."
However, the secrets of the low latitudes are too strong and invade the boundaries of reality. Zonghe Tu and Luo Shu are also unable to separate the yin and yang. In the end, Emperor Chen and Emperor Yue both hung their coffins and suppressed the low latitudes with their true bodies.
Emperor Chen and Emperor Yue both entered the lower latitudes in exchange for the continuation of chaos.
At that moment, the heaven and the earth wept together, and all sentient beings screamed in grief. Billions of heaven and earth, the endless world, rained blood together for seven consecutive days.
I don¡¯t know how many years have passed, nor how many reincarnations have passed, one era after another, one reincarnation after another.
Heaven and earth, time and space, destiny, and all living beings have forgotten the past, have forgotten everything, and have forgotten the existence of Emperor Chen and Emperor Yue.
No one remembers them anymore, no one remembers their sacrifice and dedication for Chaos.
All living beings always forget!
Time will heal everything!
Under the endless low latitudes, there are too many weirdness and unknowns. There are no sun, moon, stars, heaven, earth, and universe, and there is no time and destiny. It is only full of unknown, unknown, and weird factors.
Either a point, a plane, or endless illusion.
At the intersection of low latitudes and reality, two strange ancient bronze coffins that have been sealed in dust for unknown years are suspended. Countless strange fogs permeate them, full of unknowns and ominousness.
" Above the countless strange lines, a tortoise shell is suspended on one ancient bronze coffin, and a jade book is suspended on the other ancient bronze coffin. They reflect each other to form strange lines, which seem to completely seal off the unknown and weird.
Low latitudes have an unexplainable corrosion on reality. Everything may not exist here, or everything may exist here, reality and illusion, energy and matter.
The ancient Hetu and Luoshu are legendary books that tell the story of endless years. They are special books that can calculate the world, analyze destiny, penetrate all phenomena, and peer into reincarnation.
No one knows that this picture and book are the real original He Tu and Luo Shu. Even if the He Tu and Luo Shu appeared in Chaos, they were just projections of the real He Tu and Luo Shu.
??A book and a picture have already accompanied Emperor Chen and Emperor Yue, suppressing them at this infinitely low latitude.
No living thing knows!
Because we know that they no longer exist, there are creatures that can transcend higher dimensions, but they dare not easily descend to lower latitudes.
The main god, the wolf girl, the messenger of high-dimensional chaos, and the eldest lady also dare not do it.
Except for the supreme emperor who was above the sky!
However, things in this world are always relative. No one reaches a lower latitude, but that does not mean that no one can do it.
Under the endless low latitude, it is either a point or a plane, full of unknowns and weirdness,?Three-dimensional ripples appeared.
It seems like a circle of ripples on the horizontal surface, but the plane is actually stretched out. There is only a plane with length and width. There was no concept of height at first, but at this time it changed from a plane to a three-dimensional one.
Length, width, and height seem to be transformed into two dimensions and promoted to three dimensions in an instant.
A portal appeared silently, and a terrifying tentacle spread out from it. The moment it entered the low latitude, even the ominousness and weirdness around it disappeared.
Under the extremely silent low latitudes, whispers could be heard, as if they were living beings.
The tentacles spread, extending from all directions, supporting the portal on the plane, and a dark shadow emerged from it. Under the special suppression of the low latitude, it immediately changed from a three-dimensional to a plane, just like a paper man, right there Travel quickly to low latitudes.
????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????: The shadow is vaguely shaped like a chicken. The ominous and weird under the low latitudes. Seeing its tentacles disappear, whispers resound again.
In the low latitudes where it was instantly calm, different mist filled the air, forming tentacles, chains, palms
It tore towards the chicken-like shadow in an instant, but in a moment, the chicken-like shadow was torn to pieces, but a ball of light burst out from the depth of the shadow, just like a stick figure. The chicken-like shadow was swallowed up by the hidden existence in the lower latitudes.
The stickman rushed forward as if on fire. In a quick glance, he saw the twin coffins suspended at the intersection of reality and low latitudes.
I saw a book and a picture again, but I didn¡¯t dare to stop, and I didn¡¯t have time to think. In an instant, I crossed the intersection between low latitude and reality.
Those countless strange and ominous hidden existences emitted extremely terrifying roars, but it was a pity that it was already too late.
The stickman immediately transformed from a flat body into a normal shadow. A dot flashed in front of him, and a giant hand with a black swastika stretched out from it and directly grabbed the shadow.
"Amitabha!"
"The time is just right, donor, you have worked hard all the way!"
"It's just a pity that the flower little chicken donor, I am compassionate, may you wait for bliss!"
The owner of the black Buddha's hand is a monk with moon-white robes and a handsome face. Looking at the shadow in front of him gradually solidifying, he said a Buddha's name, full of compassion, as if he was a supremely virtuous monk.
"Master, you are serious. If it hadn't been for your help in the past, I would have perished long ago."
"I am the evil emperor, and I will definitely kill that evil woman Qiran!"
"If she doesn't die, the Emperor of Heaven will have trouble sleeping and eating!"
"Please help me, Master!"
The shadow gradually solidified. If you look carefully, its face is 89% similar to Wang Zeyu, and the person in front of you is not Wang Zeyu, but one of the Four Heavenly Emperors in the Supreme Heaven, the Northern Evil Heavenly Emperor.
Because Qi Ran pried his beloved away, a war broke out between heaven, earth and man. The Evil Heaven Emperor died due to the siege of the three underworld kings. A wisp of his soul fell into the six realms, but was rescued by the beastly Taoist Lord Luo Chen.
"Amitabha!"
"Donor, the young monk has already made preparations!"
¡°With help from donors, great things can be accomplished.¡±
"The main god, the wolf girl, the devil, the messenger of high-dimensional chaos, the city of miracles, the little monk has finally waited for this day."
"But before that, the young monk also needs to transform into another person for a walk!"
"Yaoyao, the little monk is here!"
The young monk Liao Chen loudly shouted the Buddha's name, sending the evil emperor's soul into the depths, and an incarnation appeared in his body and disappeared instantly! (Master Baluchen is online)
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