Infinitely Increasing Attributes, I Dominate the Multiverse Chapter 655 The Endless World, the Boundless Heavens (1/3)

This sense of crisis, which is terrifying to the core, has never been experienced by His Holiness for countless billions of years.

But at this moment.

The little ant in front of him, who only had the first stage of the Golden Core, actually gave him a feeling... that he might be crushed to death by the opponent at any time.

This... what is going on?

Unable to understand all this, the old Pharaoh was filled with anger and fear, and raised his hand to slap the innocent-looking Zodiac Palace Master who was sitting not far away.

Obviously, he was frightened by this sense of unwarranted horror, and subconsciously he only dared to take action against Yan Qingyang's master.

But how could Yan Qingyang let the scene where his master died tragically in front of him but he was helpless happen again?

So he immediately shouted coldly:

"You brave bitch, get down on your knees!"

Bang!

After Yan Qingyang gave a deep drink, the Zongmu Dharma King actually retracted his palms "honestly" and "respectfully" knelt down in front of Yan Qingyang and the Palace Master of the Zodiac.

This kneeling was so solid that it caused the entire inner hall of the Zodiac Palace, which spanned an unknown number of billions of miles, to tremble continuously until it almost collapsed.

"this……"

Zongmu Dharma King, who was kneeling 'respectfully', had a look of disbelief on his face, "Why did I suddenly..."

He suddenly turned his head to look at Yan Qingyang, and shouted with anger in his eyes: "Little thief, what on earth did you do..."

Snap!

As he was speaking, the Dharma King Zongmu suddenly raised his hand and slapped himself hard for no apparent reason. He slapped all the harsh words back into his stomach, and at the same time slapped all the old teeth in his mouth.

All of a sudden, the old Fa Wang was completely stunned.

So...what's going on?

How can I... hit myself?

Was it that Yan Qingyang... was he responsible?

Who is he?

These four questions were like four sharp arrows that instantly pierced the mind of Dharma King Zongmu and took away all his courage.

For a moment, the old Fa Wang did not dare to move anymore, and he did not even dare to raise his head to see Yan Qingyang.

As a golden elixir overlord for many years, although Dharma King Zongmu has a vicious and arrogant temperament, he is not a fool.

How could he not guess that the initiator of all this was definitely Yan Qingyang.

But out of fear, King Zongmu could only kneel on the ground in humiliation, lowering his head and wildly guessing in his heart what kind of methods Yan Qingyang had used, and did not dare to test the other party again.

‘Is it the power of some ancient secret treasure or magical power? Or is there some peak level old golden elixir hidden behind the scenes? Or...this Yan Qingyang is actually an old man, and he is pretending to be a little ant here to play with me? ’

Although he made various guesses, he could not guess that what he had just experienced was actually the power of Nascent Soul.

At this moment, Yan Qingyang, who was sitting quietly, said quietly:

"Pick up the tooth."

"Huh?" The old Fa Wang subconsciously raised his head and said in surprise, "What?"

Looking at the astonished Karmapa Zongmu, Yan Qingyang suddenly narrowed his eyes and shouted coldly:

"I told you to pick up all your teeth! Are you deaf?!"

"Yes, yes, yes."

The old Dharma King trembled all over, then lowered his head, knelt and bent down on the ground, and opened and picked up the teeth one by one with shaking hands.

After picking them all up, Yan Qingyang looked at the old Fa Wang who was holding his teeth in both hands, and suddenly said coldly:

"Eat it."

Zongmu's old face was swollen like a ball, and he slightly opened his crooked mouth. He didn't dare to say anything. He picked up the dozens of bloody broken teeth and stuffed them all into his mouth.

"Chew it into pieces and swallow it." Yan Qingyang said again without expression.

The old Dharma King did not dare to refuse, so he began to use the soft flesh of his ragged mouth to chew hard on these teeth, which were much harder than any top magic weapon in the world of cultivation.

Under normal circumstances, as a high-level Jindan Dharma King Zongmu, even with his toothless old mouth, he can chew almost any substance.

But at this time, for some reason, the old Pharaoh's mouth became much weaker for no reason, and he could not chew these broken teeth at all.

Even if he wanted to use his magic power to cheat at this moment, he couldn't use it at all, as if all the magic power he had gained through hard training was completely dead.

He deliberately wanted to stop chewing his teeth, but Yan Qingyang sat not far away and kept looking over.

Therefore, Dharma King Zongmu could only chew his teeth hard in the midst of waves of sharp pain that made him dizzy, without daring to stop for a moment.

The Master of the Zodiac Palace who had been watching was completely dumbfounded.

"No...what's going on?"

The palace master first looked at the old Fa Wang in shock, then looked at Yan Qingyang and asked: "Qingyang, can you...can explain it to me?"

"Master, the me you see now is my future self."

Yan Qingyang said calmly, "I have succeeded in reincarnation."

"You reincarnated... ah?!" After the Master of the Zodiac Palace said half a sentence, he froze there.

Now? future? Reincarnation?

With his strong mind, he thought clearly in an instant, and then completely understood the meaning of his disciple's words.

"You mean..."

The Master of the Zodiac Palace stared closely at Yan Qingyang, "Now-->>

You came from across time and space from the future, and you...have become the Nascent Soul Old Monster? ! "

Obviously, he also has some understanding of the power of Yuanying Stage monks.

The Dharma King Zongmu, who was kneeling silently and chewing his teeth, was shocked and suddenly raised his head, looking at Yan Qingyang with disbelief.

"That's right."

Yan Qingyang nodded, "According to the normal time sequence, Master, you have already been turned into a pool of blood and ashes by this old dog with vertical eyes.

And I will give up everything under the coercion of the old dog with vertical eyes, and reincarnate into another strange universe.

As for the Huangdao Palace, hehe, it will also be completely wiped out by the siege of many forces in the cultivation world led by the old dog with vertical eyes.

All the disciples and monks will become slaves and servants of various sects, and even consumables for practicing magic and refining treasures."

"Under the overturned nest, there will be no eggs intact. The law of the jungle is the rule of the cultivation world. It is normal for the Huangdao Palace to end up like this, and..."

Hearing this extremely tragic future scene, the master of the Huangdao Palace was calm, just smiled and said, "Since you appear here, the original history is not counted. So, what are your plans now?"

"I once promised my master that I would make the Huangdao Palace more glorious."

Yan Qingyang said slowly, "Now, it's time."

"Yes." The Palace Master nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile, "From now on, the entire Huangdao Palace will follow your lead. Do whatever you want."

"Okay."

Yan Qingyang responded calmly, and then looked at the Zongmu Dharma King who was chewing his teeth quietly not far away, and suddenly smiled playfully, "Old dog, how do you think I should deal with you?"

"Alas--"

The old Dharma King puffed his mouth, sighed with a bloody breath, and said dejectedly:

"The entire cultivation world has gone through countless years, and there has not been a Yuanying old monster.

But now I have met him, this is... God's will.

Yan Qingyang, it's up to you to kill or cut him."

After that, the Zongmu Dharma King spit out all the broken teeth, closed all his eyes and said nothing.

Obviously, he has given up struggling.

"Ha, at this point, you're still putting on airs."

Yan Qingyang snorted coldly, "Old thing, I won't let you die so easily."

While speaking coldly, he put his fingers together and pointed at the air, turning the golden elixir deep in the body and soul of the Dharma King Zongmu, along with all the cultivation he had gained through countless years of hard work, into illusory dust.

"You..."

The old Dharma King suddenly opened his eyes wide, feeling his own weakness and powerlessness. Under the attack of grief, he immediately spit out a mouthful of blood and fainted and collapsed to the ground.

"Hmph, you can't stand it, right?" Yan Qingyang sneered, "I knew you were a dog-headed horn-pretending to be a foreigner."

After that, he collapsed the fainted Dharma King Zongmu into a hazy light spot in the air and collected it into his sleeves.

Then, he stepped out of the inner hall and reached the vast starry sky. He used the same trick again to sweep away all the hostile forces of the cultivation world surrounding the territory of the Huangdao Palace. They turned into countless tiny points of light and flew into his sleeves.

So far, the danger of the Huangdao Palace was completely eliminated by Yan Qingyang.

…

In the long river of time, Yan Qingyang's Nascent Soul body slowly opened his eyes and looked at another unknown end in the infinite distance.

At some point, there suddenly appeared a thin figure holding a whisk, wearing a high crown and a long beard.

But it was another strange old monster of the Nascent Soul.

"I never thought that in this desolate mortal world, a Nascent Soul cultivator could be born again, and his cultivation level could reach the middle stage. It's amazing."

The strange old monster crossed the vast distance in a few steps and came to Yan Qingyang, smiling and saying, "I am Long Dengzi, but I don't know your name?"

"Just call me Qingyangzi."

Yan Qingyang looked at this strange cultivator whose realm and cultivation level was also the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, and asked curiously, "Fellow Daoist Long Dengzi, I don't know what the so-called mortal world you are talking about is?"

"Everything you see around you, in the past and future, is in the mortal world."

Long Dengzi explained nonchalantly, "Like the mortal world you and I are in right now, it is the smallest of the infinite heavens - the mortal world of ten thousand feet, and above that there are ten thousand feet, a million feet, and so on."

"Ten thousand feet... mortal world?"

Yan Qingyang was stunned and confused, "It sounds very ancient, then... how big is this mortal world? How big is it?"

"Hmm~"

Long Dengzi stroked his beard and pondered, saying, "If this ten thousand feet of red dust is expressed in mathematical language, it is a multi-dimensional universe collective entity with ε0 fixed points in both the spatial scope and the time span.

As for the larger ten thousand feet of red dust, it is a ζ0 fixed point multi-dimensional collective entity, and the million feet of red dust is a η0 fixed point multi-dimensional collective entity.

Similarly, above the million feet, there are tens of millions of feet, hundreds of millions of feet, ten billion feet, and hundreds of billions of feet of red dust. Etc., and so on, the levels of the mortal world are endless.

And the huge world composed of countless mortal worlds of all levels and ranks is the infinite heavens that contain everything. "

"..."

Yan Qingyang was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Sorry, I'm not very good at math. By the way, Daoyou just said that this is a desolate area, so why did you come here?"

"Oh, I came here to look for fairy herbs and precious medicines."

Long Dengzi said gently, "Although this area is spiritual-->>

The weather is sparse and there are few resources, but there are some special products available for picking. "

"That's good." Yan Qingyang cupped his hands and said, "I have nothing to do. I wonder if I can look for medicine with my Taoist friends?"

"all right."

Long Dengzi smiled and said, "It's boring for a poor Taoist to travel alone. It's really a great pleasure to have Taoist friends to accompany me and help me travel together."

After chatting for a few words, the two of them walked together, crossing the infinite past and future, heading towards the distance.

As for his 'mortal past body', Yan Qingyang stayed in a certain period of time in the infinite years of the world of cultivation without paying any attention to it.

Anyway, he has condensed the infinite-level Nascent Soul, and the limited number of mortal bodies does not matter. Life or death will not have any impact on them.

As they walked along the way, Yan Qingyang asked curiously:

"Fellow Taoist Long Dengzi, I'm a little confused. I wonder why you concluded that I was a local monk born in this world of mortals when you first saw me?"

"It's very simple."

Long Dengzi said lightly, "Because you don't have the "Zong Seal" on you. "

"Zong Seal?" Yan Qingyang Zhang Er asked confused, "What is that?"

"That's right."

Long Dengzi once again explained patiently, "There are various sects of various sizes in the immeasurable heavens, and these sects were all founded by a Zunhua Shen Dao Lord.

Therefore, these Taoist masters naturally have to open up a square of heaven and thousands of realms to accommodate their own sect's palaces and many disciples.

As for the countless creatures born in this kind of realm of the heavens, they will naturally bear the mark of the sect in their realm.

Regardless of mortal beings or Yuanying monks, even if they are both transformed into gods and Taoists, they are no exception.

The appearance of this seal was the supreme will of the Taoist Lord who opened up all the heavens and worlds.

The abbreviation for this mark is the Zong Seal. "

"I see."

Yan Qingyang nodded and smiled, "So after seeing at a glance that I don't have any signs of sect seals, fellow Taoist, I concluded that I am definitely not a creature born in any sect's heavens, right?"

"Of course." Long Dengzi walked while stroking his beard.

"But..." Yan Qingyang tilted his head and frowned, "I'm still a little confused. Why are fellow Taoists so sure that I'm not a monk who crossed over from other realms?"

"It's also very simple."

Long Dengzi explained slowly and patiently, "It's just because this ten thousand feet of mortal world is the smallest realm of the heavens among the infinite heavens.

But its territory is so huge that no Nascent Soul Stage monk can cross it.

Only by relying on the power of the sect seal given by the Taoist Transformation God can the Yuanying monks be able to travel freely between the various heavens. "