As the bloodline catalog of demon gods was running, the purple domain core gradually integrated into Zhou Wen's body.

The Bloodline Catalogue of Demon Gods is a very strange technique that can simulate the power of any kind of monster, which is very rare among all kinds of techniques.

The bloodline catalog of demon gods has the same effect as Jiang Yan's abilities, but it is not as direct as Jiang Yan's abilities, and there are more restrictions.

Not direct and too many restrictions do not mean that they are weak. In fact, if there is a limitation, it means that there is a higher possibility. The bloodline catalog of demon gods also has its advantages.

boom!

Zhou Wen felt that there were wonderful changes in his body, so it would be no exaggeration to describe the change as a whole.

The blood in the whole body boiled like magma, as if it was about to melt the whole body.

Legend has it that when monsters reach a certain level, they will turn into human forms. This process is called transformation. Now Zhou Wen's body changes are similar to that, and the structure of the entire body seems to have changed.

Of course, Zhou Wen did not need to transform into a human form, and his body shape did not change in appearance, but his body had more possibilities.

Finally, a new natural disaster field was formed, and the bloodline catalog of demon gods was successfully promoted to the natural disaster level.

Zhou Wenzheng wanted to carefully experience the bloodline catalog of demon gods who had been promoted to the natural disaster level, but his body suddenly experienced more drastic changes.

The mysterious immortal scripture, which had not been moved for a long time, finally broke out again, and the eight kinds of martial arts that condensed into the natural disaster realm were like eight reservoirs, continuously transporting various energy to the mysterious immortal scripture.

No, to be precise, it should be that the energy was extracted by the mysterious immortal scriptures.

The indescribable feeling of comfort invaded every nerve of Zhou Wen, and the floating feeling seemed to be about to ascend to the immortals. The feeling made people immerse themselves in it.

If someone saw Zhou Wen at this time, he would be shocked.

Zhou Wen, who was sitting cross-legged, was surrounded by lightning, and there was no colorful energy flow. He just opened his eyes, his eyes were blurred as if he had already wandered around Taixu.

There are a slight sweat stain on the skin, but the cheeks are pink and make people feel heart-shaking.

At first glance, it seemed that the girl in the 28th year of the spring dream was having a spring dream, and there was a hint of ambiguous smile on her lips.

It’s just that Zhou Wen’s own feeling is not as enjoyable as he looks on the outside.

On the devastated earth, magma erupted and flooded in the sky. A god stood high above the clouds and sky, looking down at the vast land with indifferent eyes, as if he was not looking at the earth on earth, but a lifeless sand table.

"The way of heaven is my way, and the way follows nature."

In the dark, it seemed as if a voice echoed on the body of the god. As the god's mood changed, the entire earth changed.

All things grow and wither, the earth rises and falls, the ocean rises and falls, and eras are constantly changing in the long river of history.

That is an unimaginable divine power, and what God thinks is what all things change.

Zhou Wen's body was kneaded freely in that divine power. Sometimes it was water, sometimes it was stone, sometimes it was grass.

When Zhou Wenzheng was shocked by the irresistible divine power, he saw that the god in the sky turned into another one, a god like light and lightning. He could not see his appearance, but felt that there was boundless divine power rippling on him, and the world turned into darkness.

"There must be light." The divine thoughts are rippling.

So the dark world has light.

"There must be a tree."

So the empty world has trees.

“There is a cloud.”

So clouds appeared above the empty sky.

All things in the world emerge from the sky and the thought is that the originally dark and empty world gradually becomes colorful.

One god after another appeared continuously, and there were eight gods in total. Each god showed unimaginable divine power, which was a power that mortals could only look up to, making Zhou Wen feel as small as an ant.

Those gods Zhou Wen had never seen before, but they could tell from the divine power they emitted, that they should be the eight kinds of martial arts they practiced.

But the realm they showed was far beyond what Zhou Wen could achieve today.

After the eight gods were displayed one by one, the world returned to the wilderness of floods, but there was a weak human back on the devastated land.

Because there was only one back, Zhou Wen couldn't see who it was. She looked like a girl. She seemed to be moving forward hard, staggering every step, and seemed to fall down at any time.

Step by step, the girl fell down many times, but finally she was unable to stand up in front of a lake.

Her hand was still stretched towards the lake, and she could not get what she wanted until her death, even if her wish was just to drink a sip of water.

"The way of God is not happy, but the way of humanity is sad."

A voice sounded beside Zhou Wen. Zhou Wen turned around and saw a woman whose face could not be seen clearly stood side by side with him.

Although he couldn't see his face clearly, Zhou Wen knew who she was at the first time, that was the woman Wang Zhi sighed.

Zhou Wen opened his mouth to ask, but he couldn't speak.

"When it comes time to make a choice, how do you choose between the gods and the humans?" The woman didn't look at Zhou Wen, staring at the distance where the heaven and earth intersected.

The eight gods appeared one by one in the sky, and the girl stood up again and continued to move forward, but the lake in front of her had disappeared, and there was nothing wherever she saw it, but it was just a ruined earth like the end of the world.

"Who are you...?" Zhou Wen asked again, but this time he made a voice.

The woman did not answer, but just smiled slightly, and waved her hands and the world collapsed, and the Eight Gods and the Girls disappeared, allowing Zhou Wen to wake up from the dreamlike world.

The power of the eight kinds of martial arts has been all integrated into the Immortal Sutra. Zhou Wen suddenly realized that he was still the problem he had just made.

Now is a critical period for condensing the natural disaster realm. Originally, the eight kinds of exercises were simulated by the Immortal Sutra, and Zhou Wen himself did not have the physique required for these eight kinds of exercises.

At this point, by integrating the power of the eight kinds of martial arts with the mystery of the Immortal Sutra, he can truly possess the power of eight kinds of natural disaster areas at the same time.

Zhou Wen is already very familiar with these eight powers, and at the same time, he can see clearly the future of the eight powers in that illusion.

At the same time, having eight kinds of natural disaster areas is difficult to reach for a human being, even those supreme beings in the different dimensions.

However, retaining these eight powers also means losing the opportunity to condense your own natural disaster area.

Two roads, one is bright ahead, and the other is full of unknowns.

"Do you want to tell me that you are another way for me?" Zhou Wen did not hesitate and directly ran the mysterious Immortal Sutra. The surging power rushed towards his brain in an instant, and the natural disaster area began to officially condense.
Chapter completed!