Skill Maker

Push ten thousand worlds across the world, and wipe out all living beings who become emperors!

Jiang He fell into a daze, and Jiujiu just came back to his senses, the corners of his mouth were still twitching, and he responded, Hehe.

Of course, I responded in my heart.

Jiang He had a clear understanding of the violent nature of the mother in front of him from the old man's scaly and clawed attitude towards his married wife before, as well as the information he got from other sources.

Don't dare in every way, don't want to in every way, and only turn into one sentence: Okay.

Look at your worthless appearance! It's as if my old lady sent you to die.

Hearing Mo Ming Zhi Huang's words, Jiang He almost didn't cry directly.

He is a lower emperor rank, and he was forcibly promoted by merging two dry Dao rivers. Except that his physical body can match the emperor rank, his dao realm is just a show.

For those strong men in Ten Thousand Worlds who gathered the luck of one world, Jiang He just ran over like this, which is actually no different from sending him to death.

Well, why don't you get me two pieces of Emperor Daobing or something?

Even though he knew that his mother's temper might be worse than Jiang Huhu. But in order to save his life, Jiang He could only make one request that was not too much.

Well, it's not that Dao soldiers can't give...

The first half of Mo Mingzhi Huang's sentence made Jiang He's eyes full of tears, and he was about to shed tears in the realm, wishing to sing Only mother is good in the world, when suddenly the second half of Mo Mingzhi Huang's sentence sounded, But old lady The Dao soldiers built before have all been scrapped, and now there are only a pile of rags left.

Jiang He's face twitched, but he still didn't give up: What about the Dao Pill? Is there any one that directly becomes emperor after knocking it down?

Tch, my blood is equal to the sky, and she was born to be the emperor, so do you still need that thing?

You don't need it, leave it to me, is it your own?

Jiang He roared in his heart, but he could only comfort himself with the phrase Hundreds of filial piety (boxing) comes first.

but……

Just when Jiang He was desperate and wanted to turn his head to leave, Mo Ming Zhi Huang suddenly pulled him back from the edge of despair, Aren't you a Taoist soldier with that elm head?

Yumu's head is naturally Jiang He's father, the emperor of martial arts.

The old man's... Taoist soldiers?

With a slap, Jiang He slapped himself on the forehead, and with a thought, the Hongming knife appeared in his hand.

This divine weapon was left to Jiang He by Emperor Shenwu Zhihuang, who was incarnate as the Lord of Jiuli soldiers, when he was on Earth. Later, as Jiang He's strength improved, this magical weapon gradually became useless, so he kept forgetting it.

Now being mentioned by the Emperor Mo Mingzhi, Jiang He took it out from the corner of the Land of Hope, and after carefully comprehending it, he felt that there was an extremely condensed and overbearing power sealed in the blade. If it can be used, Tuhuang dare not say that the emperor rank is definitely one knife.

Hey, that elm head is willing to wash off the emperor's mark that has been raised for billions of years. It seems that it really intends to pass it on to you.

Moming Zhihuang said in a slightly surprised tone, which fell into Jiang He's ears, making him sigh, It is said that I would rather die to be an official father than die to be a rice mother. How did it come to me... my parents love me so much!

After feeling the violent aura that just fell on his body recede, Jiang He subconsciously released the palm that was clenched tightly on the Hongming Dao.

Brat.

A voice with a hint of resentment sounded from the mouth of Supreme Mo Ming, and Jiang He saw a slap coming towards him immediately.

Mom, I'm your only flesh and blood...Huh?

Jiang He was screaming, and suddenly felt that slap just lightly landed on the top of his head.

Immediately, a vast but gentle force flowed out from the palm of Supreme Mo Ming, injected into Jiang He's body, and suppressed the power of the transformation.

Although you have inherited my mother's bloodline, you are talented. But because of the scheme of the dead dragon back then, your bloodline was sealed by my old lady and that elm head, and now I will open it for you.

dead dragon?

calculating?

Moming Zhihuang's words made Jiang He suddenly have some reverie, Could it be that the old man didn't take the initiative to marry his mother, but was calculated by Taichu?

It was about the two supreme emperors, Shenmotian, and a supreme being in Honghuangyu. A melon of such a size was placed in front of him, and Jiang He's gossip soul was instantly ignited.

But thinking of Supreme Mo Ming's temper, Jiang He could only swallow his gnashed teeth into his stomach, and held back his words.

But soon, even if Jiang He wanted to say it, he couldn't say it.

The power of Supreme Mo Ming, after helping Jiang He suppress the power of Dao, did not withdraw, but rushed into the lower dantian.

The lower dantian, also known as the sea of ​​qi, is the place where essence is stored and qi is stored, and it is also the place where life flourishes.

Not long after Jiang He became a transcendent, he had a glimpse of the inner dantian. But apart from the blood energy, he didn't find any mystery.

Later, Jiang He's physical body was reshaped countless times, and he had never seen any seal hidden here.

However, when the power of Mo Ming Zhihuang poured in, Jiang He sensed that there was an extra portal out of thin air.

boom!

In the next moment, the power of Mo Mingzhihuang turned into an angry dragon, and smashed the portal savagely.

The tearing pain came from every particle of Jiang He's body. But it wasn't because the portal was smashed, but because the majestic energy gushing out from behind the portal filled the flesh and blood.

Papa...

It was as if hundreds of millions of firecrackers were thrown into the body, and the dense cracking sound was endless. Eight hundred and forty million particles exploded at the same time, and then were reshaped by those essences.

This kind of reshaping is carried out at the level of the source of life, and the effect of improving the physical body is far from comparable to Jiang He's reshaping when he was oppressed by Wan Dao.

What surprised Jiang He even more was that after the essence reshaped the body, there were even signs of evolving the world inside the particles.

Inspired by the origin of the imperial way of the new emperor of Lingyutian before, Jiang He planned to create some worlds to gather the power of the way, and now he doesn't need to do it at all.

Each of the 840 million physical particles is a world.

When Jiang He transforms his Dao into those worlds, becomes the Dao of Heaven in them, and then evolves some creatures, he can continuously absorb Dao power, improve his own Dao realm, and at the same time promote Daohe to grow stronger.

Compared with the divine weapon of Emperor Shenwu Zhihuang, the improvement that Moming Zhihuang brought to Jiang He is undoubtedly more important.

call……

After an unknown period of time, all of Jiang He's physical particles were completely reshaped.

Looking up, the world in front of him suddenly changed back to the previous Dun Yicheng.

Mother, don't worry, when I suppress Wanjie, I will come to Jieyu to find you!

Holding the Hongming knife tightly in his hand, Jiang He swore secretly in his heart.

Immediately, Jiang He turned his head and looked in the direction of Cloud Star City.

With one knife, the stars and the sky are broken:

Sirius Devil Emperor, where is Cloud Emperor!