Emperor's Domination

Li Qiye plunged into his head with a big hand, leaped across space and time. This has already crossed another realm. Such an approach requires strong and unmatched strength to support. After all, this kind of leaping has nothing Mistakes will collapse and disappear.

Such a leap also requires extremely accurate calculations, to be accurate to the slightest, if there is the slightest error, once the space collapses and annihilates, it can even swallow Li Qiye whole.

Li Qiye's big hands crossed space and time like this, and I don't know how long it has passed, and finally his eyes flashed, revealing joy.

With a sound of "Om-", the space fluctuated once again, as if something had been pulled away, in that instant, everything stopped.

There was a "pop" sound. At this moment, Li Qiye's big hand returned, and Li Qiye was holding a pile of things in his big hand.

Upon closer inspection, what Li Qiye held in his big hand turned out to be a large pile of soil. This pile of soil has as much as a pot. Such a pile of soil is very black, and it can even be said to be black and shiny. The same as the dirt.

Such a pile of soil is very soft, it seems that the scriptures will be scattered all over the place at any time when piled on the ground, but it is such a soft soil that it will not fall on the ground.

It seems that every grain of soil is full of magnetism, which makes when a pile of soil is spread on the ground, they will stick together, even if it is spread out, they will be active and will slowly Gathered, and then piled into mud piles.

Even when you look closely at the mud, you will find that every bit of fine mud in this pile of mud will slowly squirm, as if they are living things.

When such a pile of soil was held in the palm of Li Qiye, a surge of vitality rushed toward his face. Such a pile of soil seemed to contain the vast life stars like a sea of ​​stars, and its vitality was majestic and endless.

When holding such a pile of soil in the palm of your hand, the most shocking thing is not the vitality that rushes to your face, but a kind of fertility. When you hold such a pile of soil in your palm, this It makes you feel like you have the most fertile territory in the world in your palm.

It seems that holding such fertile soil in the palm of your hand, you can nurture everything in the world, and even on such a fertile earth, you can nurture an infinite world.

It seems that such a handful of mud is the source of the great world. It can contain everything in the world, it can contain endless creatures, it contains billions of stars, and it contains an infinite world.

This handful of muddy mud in black ink seems to be just a handful of mud, but its preciousness is beyond description.

"The old man, he intended to make me a coolie, I want to see, after I have all of this, see if you can calm down." Looking at the handful of soil in his hands, Li Qiye couldn't help. There was a thick smile.

In the end, Li Qiye carefully put away the handful of soil, clapped his hands, and slowly said: "It seems that there is still something to be done, but there is nothing to worry about. No one can stop what I want." Here, his eyes condensed, suddenly becoming extremely deep.

When Li Qiye took out this handful of soil and when he put away this handful of soil, in fact, the Great Prison had undergone a lot of changes, but only those who were interested in such changes would find out.

Outside the death pit, the eight-armed golden dragon and the others were waiting for Li Qiye's return, but as time passed, there was still no movement in the death pit, which made the eight-armed golden dragon and them slowly start to feel a little unsufficient.

"What's going on? Nothing will happen, right." Standing in the front, Mad Cow kept looking inside the death pit, but there was evil spirits raging, and he couldn't see the situation clearly.

"Should we join hands?" The eight-armed golden dragon was also a little uncomfortable, craned his neck and looked around again and again.

"How to get a hand?" Yu Yansheng shook his head and shook the feather fan in his hand, and said: "If you don't have a powerful existence like the son, it's no use if you want to get a hand, and if you want to get a hand, it's also an instant. Just die."

These words immediately made the eight-armed golden dragon laugh dryly, but he couldn't admit that Yu Yansheng was right. If it was so strong that Li Qiye couldn't do it, they would not be able to hold it. They would not be able to help much at all, even if they wanted to. , That's just going to die.

Compared with the eight-armed golden dragon, they can’t hold their breath. Jun Bing is the one who can hold his breath the most. He has no expression on his face, he looks directly at the death pit, pays attention to the changes in evil spirits, and feels the aura of a prehistoric prison. Variety.

"Which school and school did a powerful person like Gongzi come from, and who did he learn from?" While waiting anxiously, the eight-armed golden dragon had something to do, and couldn't help but gossip for amusement.

"If he really has a master, then it is really against the sky." Poison Phoenix God Ji shook her head gently, and said: "I can't imagine what kind of person can teach Such a disciple, I am afraid that the ancestors would not be able to teach such a disciple."

"Hey, didn't Bingjun said? We still have three immortals in the world of three immortals. Maybe the three immortals are his master." Mad Bull laughed and said, "Otherwise, besides the three immortals, who else can teach Does this exist?"

"Cut, you are stupid and others follow you stupid." The eight-armed golden dragon glanced at the mad cow and said, "It's still two if the three immortals exist or not, even if they exist, who in the world has actually seen the three immortals? Have you heard of it? Has anyone actually seen the Three Immortals?"

"This, it's hard to say." Mad Cow was asked by the eight-armed golden dragon, and he really couldn't answer for a while, scratching his head. The so-called immortals have always been just legends, let alone, millions of years. Since then, no one has actually seen the three immortals. Some people claim to have seen the immortals. It is just a gimmick or just putting gold on their faces. There is no iron proof that they have seen the real immortals. .

"It's not necessarily." Yan Yusheng shook his head and said slowly: "If anyone can teach a disciple like the son, in my personal opinion, it must be the three immortals. In the age of the son. In terms of strength, this kind of strength is gone forever, surpassing the brilliance of the ages, even if it is Gaoyang and his ilk, there is no comparison with it. Calculate, in the world of three immortals, only three immortals are qualified to be his teachers."

"If this is true, then it's OK, isn't it true that there are immortals in the world." Crazy Cow scratched his head, a little dumbfounded.

When Yan Yusheng and the three were chatting, the Poison Phoenix God Fairy was very careful and noticed the changes in the atmosphere of the prehistoric heaven.

At first, she felt a majestic vitality, as if it had brought nectar to the entire ancient prison, but after a while, this breath disappeared suddenly, when this breath disappeared, it was a dry ancient prison. It suddenly became even drier, and it seemed to lose all its vitality.

Prior to this, although the Primordial Heaven Prison was called the death jail, there was a ray of life lingering after all, but at this moment even this wisp of vitality disappeared suddenly, and the Primordial Heaven Prison was the real death jail.

"What happened?" Poison Phoenix God Ji couldn't help but her expression changed, and she took a breath of air, and said in surprise: "It seems that something has been pulled away."

"Lack of feeling." Poison Phoenix God Ji's words immediately shocked the Eight-Armed Golden Dragon and the others, and Yu Yansheng also slapped their tongues. They had been trapped in the prehistoric sky for a lifetime, and were very familiar with the atmosphere here.

"Yes, it seems that there is less water and drier." Mad Cow couldn't help but licked his thick lips, feeling a little thirsty in his throat.

"It's inside." The eight-armed golden dragon couldn't help being surprised, and immediately looked at the death pit.

"He succeeded." The sick man stared at the death pit without a word, and finally his eyes lit up and said in a deep voice: "He successfully got the thing."

"Is it a thing of eternal life?" When Mad Cow heard this, he couldn't help but start his tongue. Although he was prepared in his heart, he still couldn't help but was shocked, and said, "It's really a thing of eternal life."

"Even if it is not a real longevity thing, it is also a good thing for longevity and longevity." The sick king said with a solemn expression: "We are trapped here and can live forever because of this thing. Taking this thing away, The prehistoric sky prison has truly become a death jail."

Yu Yansheng shrugged and said: "So, if we can't leave here, we won't live long. We are so old, and logically speaking, we should have died long ago. Especially in such a death row. In, without this thing, who can last for long?"

Hearing this, Mad Cow and the others couldn't help but look at each other. Now all their hopes are pinned on Li Qiye, and Li Qiye has become their only hope for survival.

"It's horrible. It can be successful without much movement." The eight-armed golden dragon couldn't help but slap his tongue and said: "No one can match this strength." When he said this, he couldn't help showing awe.

"Yes, Lord Bing went in, but couldn't last long." Yu Yansheng was also in awe.The strongest sick man among them had also gone in, but after a short while, he withdrew.

However, Li Qiye succeeded easily. Such strength is terrifying, and such strength is enough to make them completely subdued.

"So, doing things well, it is an honor to be able to follow such a master." Bing Jun was completely convinced, he knew the gap between himself and Li Qiye very well.

"Okay, nothing more." Just when they were shocked by Li Qiye's strength, a leisurely voice sounded, and Li Qiye walked out of it, strolling in the courtyard and working as a car. It didn't seem like walking on a fierce ground The same, as if walking in his back garden, leisurely and contented.