"Buzz!"

After the great ambition is completed, the power of human fortune is vigorously emerging, covering the nine heavens like mist.

The power of luck in the sky fell from the nine heavens and spread to the world of the Great Qin. The breath of the most godly and holy spread throughout the heavens and all worlds.

At this moment, all the creatures in these worlds were shocked.

They looked into the depths of the sky and could be seen vaguely, where a figure of domineering and imperial ways stood.

The domineering aura spread across the heavens at this moment, making everyone unable to help but want to worship.

"Your Majesty the First Emperor has great merits, long live long live long live long live long live long!"

All sentient beings in the heavenly world were moved by Ying Zheng's great ambitions and felt a strong sense of confidence from it.

A strong feeling of gratitude arises from the hearts of billions of sentient beings, and they all kneel down and bow to them devoutly.

"Buzz!"

At this moment, Ying Zheng could not describe his feelings in any words.

First of all, he could not feel his existence, but he really existed and did not die or disappear.

But he couldn't feel his body or where he was.

He could feel the chaos in his eyes.

There is endless chaos, nothing around.

There is no difference between up, down, left and right, east, west, south, north and north.

Strangely, he could see other worlds.

The world of Daqin and other group members.

He can feel it as long as there are traces of the Great Qin world.

At this moment, all the heavens and all the worlds are in their eyes, and there is no secret anymore.

It's magical.

"allow!"

In the dark, a voice filled with majesty sounded.

But it was the sound of the great way that fulfilled Ying Zheng's great ambition.

"boom!"

The next moment, the endless power of the Great Dao fell, sweeping down like a torrent.

The entire Qin world was in riots, and the turbulence was impacted by this energy frenzy.

The first to bear the brunt is Ying Zheng, who stands above the nine heavens.

At this moment, Ying Zheng's mind returned to his body and immediately noticed a huge force entering his body.

He only felt that this power was like a torrent, shattering all the bonds blocked in front of him.

Break the shackles, go straight to the core, and explore the origin.

At this moment, the subsequent rules of the Emperor's Avenue were clearly reflected in his eyes.

Just take a look at it and you can understand it, as simple as eating and drinking water.

Ying Zheng was deeply shocked by the scene in front of him.

This was the first time he had come into contact with the origin of the road that was like looking at the flowers in the fog.

This is the original origin of the Great Dao. Everything and billions of laws are gradually developed and improved by these origins.

The origin at this time can be compared to simple addition, subtraction, multiplication and division, while the laws of the emperor practiced by Ying Zheng are more profound calculus, etc.

Only by most thoroughly understanding and mastering the most fundamental and basic laws can we accumulate water into a sea and finally climb the peak of the avenue.

Ying Zheng was deeply attracted by such a huge amount of origins of heaven and earth, immersed in mysterious laws, and never woke up for a long time.

Soon, these rules of the avenue were absorbed and understood by him.

The next moment, endless divine light emanated from Ying Zheng's body.

At the same time, accompanied by an endless pressure, it radiates towards all directions.

"boom!"

An illusory torrent appeared, surging.

There is no place to come or go, just above the sky of the nine heavens.

With the breath of endless avenue of time and space and the avenue of destiny, it is boundless, endless, beginning and end.

Countless phantoms of creatures are fighting to cross the river, and phantoms are always born and destroyed.

This long river is the long river of time and space destiny that only appears when monks attain enlightenment of Daluo.

Only by transcending the long river of time and space destiny can one have the qualifications of heaven and earth and immortality, and thus attain the Daluo Way.

Ying Zheng, who had watched Daluo several times, naturally knew about this situation and he no longer hesitated.

A human figure carried an unparalleled divine light, walked out from Ying Zheng's head and rushed into the long river of destiny in time and space.

Immediately afterwards, Ying Zheng's soul fished out his true spirit mark from the long river of destiny in time and space, and returned to his body.

"boom!"

The endless chaotic energy evolved from chaos into the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and was swallowed and refined by him.

After a long time, a golden light rushed straight out of the nine heavens.

Above the nine heavens, the divine sound lingers.

"Pop!"

Three ninth-grade lotus flowers bloomed from the top of Ying Zheng's head and turned drippingly.

It is the external manifestation of the three flowers of spirit and spirit.

After three flowers appear on the top, they emit infinite light.

It is like an ever-destroying sun, exuding an eternal and immortal Taoist rhyme.

Immediately afterwards, five airflows were stimulated from Ying Zheng's chest and condensed into five phantoms in the sky.

Three flowers gather at the top, and the five energys face the Yuan Dynasty.

At this moment, a feeling of moistening the body of the hot spring penetrated Ying Zheng’s limbs and veins, and the 48,000 pores in his body were relaxed.

Soon, the three flowers and five energy shrank back and finally gathered in the Niwan Palace on the head, broke through the lock and entered the sea of ​​consciousness.

It turned into a 30-minute-sized qingyun spread out, and it occupied the sea of ​​consciousness.

It breaks through countless spaces and opens up the realm of the sea of ​​consciousness, and only then it will gradually weaken when it expands to more than ten times the original one.

Qingyun rolled in a flash, stabilizing the barrier around the sea of ​​consciousness.

The dark and heavy gas began to sink, while the light and elegant clear air began to float up.

At this moment, the world first appeared, all things began to arise, and the mystery of creation was fully displayed.

The light shines like lightning, and the clouds condense into thousands of lotus flowers, floating around and staying in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Countless spiritual energy of heaven and earth poured in from Ying Zheng's eyebrows, sowing soil and dust, flying sand and stones.

The mist and colorful mists that were nurtured between heaven and earth rolled in, forming a rainbow-like airflow that swirled towards him.

It's really awesome and extraordinary!

The spiritual energy entered the sea of ​​consciousness and turned into sweet frost, drizzling and gathered into a pool of water. The blue-green color flashed from time to time.

The stream gathers and grows. At a cup of tea, it turns from a shallow water to a large spiritual water lake.

The three flowers float on it, blooming with precious light, like a fairyland, full of fairy energy.

When the spiritual energy is full, the pores of the body are closed, and the eyebrows are twisting, a flash of light flashes away.

The spiritual bond was cut off, and countless spiritual energy gathered slowly overflowed.

And he had no time to take care of it, and he felt that the sea of ​​consciousness was rolling up huge waves.

The towering trees transformed by the Emperor's Avenue soared upwards and grew to a height of hundreds of feet.

The flower plate is as big as a wheel, and the branches and leaves are like branches and leaves of banana trees.

It is green and dripping, with dew drops floating, clear and crystal clear, and extremely lively.

The towering tree slowly rotated, and did not want to spew the infinite moral energy into the sky at the same time, condensed and pure.

A simple and mysterious wave emanated from Ying Zheng's body.

And with this mysterious fluctuation, Ying Zheng's entire aura suddenly became ethereal.

The cloud had turned into a round wheel, entrenched behind Ying Zheng's head, like a sun rising from behind.

It sets off Ying Zheng like a fairy in the Nine Heavens of the Golden Palace, with extraordinary spirit.
To be continued...