Lord of the Low Version System

On the floating mountain, Long Yang sat cross-legged, holding the Demon Suppressing Sword in his arms.

His spiritual thoughts sank into the sword, and he immediately saw a space filled with mist. In the mist, three dragons were coiled together, like jade pillars supporting the sky and golden beams bridging the sea.

Each of the three heads contains three golden elixirs, and they spit out water, fire, wind, thunder and other powers to absorb and refine them.

The pure sword energy rose densely in the golden elixir, and then it was drawn out like a thread, a thread, a thread...

This thin line of pure energy is like embroidery, flowing and winding on the three-headed dragon, outlining every hair on the head and every scale on the dragon's body.

Well, before there was no hair on the neck and no scales on the body, it felt like a three-headed loach, but now it looks vaguely like a dragon.

This guy is considered developed.

Nezha was dissatisfied. Although his strength was not bad, the floating island was guarded by a large formation. He did not have the seventy-two transformations of the Eighty-nine Mysterious Skills. He could not turn into a meteorite like Long Yang and fall directly in, waiting for him to be killed. The day lilies are cold by the time.

No benefits were gained, and no one was caught.

Fortunately, Long Yang gave him the small iron sword, which was considered a meritorious service.

When Xi Tong arrived at Fukong Mountain, the battle was over.

Xi Tong didn't feel any emotion when he saw Nezha offering sacrifices to the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Shade and burning his body.

Controlling too many worlds, billions of lives are born and billions of lives die every second.

There is really no special emotion.

Taking the iron sword from Nezha, Xi Tong instantly understood its material, casting process, the formations and talismans engraved in it, and how it was connected to the countless flying swords on the floating mountain.

Not bad! It's really unimaginable and fantastic!

But it's not enough!

The book of the emperor opens in the palm of his hand, and in the light, Xi Tong transforms into an emperor.

It was as if the sun had descended on the earth, and everything within the floating mountain was enveloped and soaked in dazzling light.

Even Long Yang, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground and using his magic power to refine the demon-suppressing sword, slowly opened his eyes, with an incredible look in his eyes.

The moment he was shrouded in light, he felt that his energy, spirit, and even his three souls and seven souls were controlled by an indescribable and irresistible force.

Although this power did not threaten his life and safety, it felt very bad to have everything controlled by others!

not good at all!

Fortunately, this person was his master. If it had been anyone else, he would have been unable to think about food and drink, staying up all night, racking his brains to get rid of this threat.

That’s right, take control!

Xi Tong entered a state of unity between heaven and man, and his thoughts spread out in all directions like ripples.

Using yourself as the origin, the range, or shape, of a ball is rippled.

Within this spherical area, every plant, tree, brick and tile, stone and sand all come to mind, as if a single thought can fall into the palm of my hand.

Buzz!

The floating mountain shook.

Everything is like gravel on the drum surface, and the moment the drumstick hits it, everything is rippled away.

Countless gravels slowly flew up, or rather rose slowly, floating like blue smoke.

It's not that they broke free from the shackles of the rules, but that Xi Tong completely controlled the rules and also controlled them by the way.

The mountains that were violently destroyed and demolished by Longyang are like rewinding time.

The broken and peeling rocks slowly flew up, and then were meticulously spliced, bonded, and reshaped, returning to their original state in the blink of an eye.

From far to near, from low to high, 361 peaks were repaired in just one meal, faster than welding.

Then, Xi Tong turned over his hands and took out countless earth spirits.

These special beings blended in silently when they fell to the ground, and then merged into a group, condensed into one stream, and walked downstream in every corner of the floating mountain under the command of Xi Tong's thoughts, controlling the rocks and soil to change according to Xi Tong's wishes.

All the disciples of the Shilipo Sword Sect on the Floating Mountain felt constant rumblings beneath their bodies, and their soles of their feet were swollen and painful. They did not dare to stand upright anymore, so they all used their flying swords to float one or two meters above the ground.

Immediately, all the disciples received the order and took off with their swords into the air, and then pushed the floating rocks of various sizes around to get close to the Floating Mountain. When they got close to a certain level, the rocks fell down on their own under the attraction of the Floating Mountain.

Then, something weird happened.

The bombardment of these rocks on the floating mountain did not bring about sky-high waves of smoke and dust, nor did it cause the grass to open or the trees to break.

On the contrary, like divers, large and small rocks submerged into the soil with a pop and disappeared, and even the sound of pop could not be heard.

The hard mountain body and undulating ground of Fukong Mountain are like the water surface, no matter how much you come, it will sink into the sea.

All the rocks and soil were decomposed and transformed by the earth spirit, and then the moisturizing materials were silently integrated into the floating mountain.

Although the Diancang Sword Sect transformed the fragments of the continent into a fairy version of the wandering earth, they did not have the means to do so. They only used the knife on the appearance of the fragments of the continent and could not touch upon its core and essence.

It's like a pot of pebbles. When you think it's full, you can add half a pot of sand. When you think it's really full this time, you can add a few more bowls of water.

Naturally generated continental fragments have too many flaws and deficiencies, even imperfections.

Xi Tong has such a strange life as the earth spirit, and has the means to reach the heaven and the earth, so he can naturally change the floating mountain from the root.

Coupled with God's handsome vision.

This is no longer about arranging the formation according to local conditions, but about flattening and rounding the floating mountain according to the needs of the formation, and instantly sorting out the large and small flying swords and using them for waste.

Not only that, Luo Tianyi had already taken out the design drawings of the Xianxia version of the space battleship, and carried out scientific planning and detailed layout of the interior of the floating mountain.

In the center is a huge spherical space as the center and gathering place, surrounded by dense corridors, and in the corridors are honeycomb-like houses.

Details include how many lanes there are, how many houses in each lane, how many beds there are in each house, how furniture is fixed, how ventilation and lighting are solved...

All kinds of functional areas are available, and the living standard is definitely richer than those in Wandering Earth.

The surface is a complete natural ecology and artificial layout, which completely meets the food and clothing needs of the residents and soldiers on the floating mountain. Even if they drift in the void for thousands of years, there will be no shortage of resources.

At the same time, Di Jun modified the layout of the formation on the floating mountain, which solved the problem of the tray of the floating mountain, where all the mountains, rivers and trees are placed on the tray, and other positions are not restricted by rules, making it difficult for people to stand.

Turning it into a regular sphere, gravity is evenly distributed in every corner, making mountains and rivers crisscross all locations on the sphere.

Not only that, but the ball is also made to rotate in a constant direction and speed, so that every part of the ball can receive sunlight.

After Di Jun's power receded, Xi Tong slowly opened his eyes.

He has seen the changes in Fukong Mountain, and knows every detail of these changes, as well as the impact of these changes.

Looking at the round floating mountain at his feet and the clouds formed by the condensed sword energy on the surface of the sphere, Xi Tong threw the palm-sized flying sword away and then laughed at himself.

I seem to have rubbed out an earth?