I Pick Up A Bunch Of Attributes

The sound of this "small" world being shattered was as weak as swatting a mosquito to death.

Although its significance is astonishing, it is not very eye-catching.

"No, no, I am an innate god, so I can't do it if it doesn't last forever!"

Longlu quickly confirmed...

Although according to Feng Xia, the vast void at the moment can be said to be his innate holy land, however, the only thing that is really under his control now is the size of a tiny speck of dust.

It’s about the same size as dust. If it’s a little bit more, it can only be seen but not used!

"Damn it..."

the other side.

Feng Xia walked back to Qianqiu Valley with an expressionless face. No one noticed that his eyebrows raised imperceptibly: "The world cannot tolerate it... What does it mean that the world cannot tolerate it?"

According to Feng Xia's understanding, if heaven and earth are compared to a computer, those things that are not tolerated by heaven and earth are viruses, Trojans, etc. in the system.

If we look at it from this perspective, anything that disrupts the order of heaven and earth and the operation of the universe will naturally be tolerated by heaven and earth.

"However, there are stronger existences above the True Realm."

Feng Xia whispered to himself again, as if he was questioning himself, and as if he was trying to convince his own mind: "If I attack with all my strength, the damage I can cause will far exceed that of ordinary innate gods."

"What the innate gods can do, I can basically do it. I can do it... but the innate gods may not know it!"

"Why did the innate god suffer a terrible disaster when he was born? If he hadn't met me, fellow Taoist Long's 10,000 lives might not be enough to kill or injure him."

However, Feng Xia's brows gradually wrinkled.

The advantage of the innate gods is that they have no birth, old age or death and no life span limit.

To the innate gods, the life of a mortal is just one spring, autumn, winter, and summer.

At the same time, the path of the innate god is extremely pure, and he is born to occupy a very high position. The achievements that many mortals have achieved throughout their lives are far behind the newly born innate god.

But this does not mean that the innate god is invincible.

The Innate God only has no life limit, but if he is killed or someone forcibly breaks the Innate Holy Land, the Innate God will also die!

In addition, innate gods succeed and fail innately. They are shackled by their own great ways. If they want to go further, it will be a hundred times more difficult than the true gods of the same level.

Otherwise, the orthodoxy of this world would have been occupied by the innate gods!

Just imagine, how terrifying would it be for a group of immortals who have no restrictions on cultivation and are higher than any acquired beings, and can progress like acquired beings, and have endless lifespans?

"If such a existence really exists, it may be a nightmare for all living beings in the world, regardless of origin or race..."

Immediately, Feng Xia's frown deepened again.

Because this obviously doesn’t make sense!

After all, throughout the ages, no such innate god has appeared. Even in the ancient Tianwen era, there has never been such a situation.

The orthodoxy of the universe has never been controlled by innate gods.

What's more important is that the birth of the innate god is still full of difficulties. It's still a long way to go to the step that Feng Xia guessed.

"Rather than saying that it is forbidden by heaven and earth, now it seems more like..."

Suddenly, Feng Xia stood in front of the Qianqiu Palace, looking at the murals and reliefs outside the hall. His heart jumped suddenly, and an incredible thought came to his mind: "The innate god is feared by someone, so as long as there is an innate god gestating, he will be born." You will definitely suffer endless disasters!”

Even the extremely powerful Moon God Wu Guan had suffered many hardships in ancient times. Feng Xia remembered that she had seen it in a fantasy world, a mysterious halberd tearing apart the starry sky, and a sneak attack that seriously injured the goddess Wu Guan in battle.

That is a past memory belonging to the goddess Wu Guan.

"If such an existence really exists, its strength must be extremely terrifying. Even if it is not as good as what I imagined, it is probably not far behind..."

At this moment, a name suddenly came into Feng Xia's mind.

"The Lord of Gray Mist...Ying Daoyi?"

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Chapter 0747

The moment this name appeared, a hazy gray mist seemed to span time and space, once again covering Feng Xia's vision, causing his pupils to suddenly shrink into needle shapes.

There is no doubt that the Lord of Gray Mist is the most bizarre enemy Feng Xia has ever encountered.

Even now, even after achieving the divine realm, Feng Xia asked himself, he still was not sure of solving Ying Dao Yi, and at most he could only drive him away from the Xuanyuan world like the goddess Wu Guan!

Born from negative emotions, as long as there are still living beings and shadows in time, Ying Daoyi can be said to be immortal.

In terms of weirdness, Yingdao ranks first.

"If Ying Dao Yi is regarded as an innate god, then all shadow places are equivalent to Ying Dao Yi's innate holy land. As long as the innate holy land is immortal, Ying Dao Yi can always be resurrected from the holy land."

"Ying Daoyi's progress is also quite slow. At least in the past ten years, my progress has not been small. Sister Wu Guan has also been making progress. Only this guy is always standing still."

From this perspective, Ying Daoyi really looks like an innate god.

But Feng Xia still couldn't be completely sure.

"This Holy Land of the Void in Dragon Palace is already beyond common sense..."

When thinking about this, Feng Xia hesitated for a moment: "With the shadows of all things in the world as a holy place, is it possible for heaven and earth to give birth to such an innate god?"

He vaguely realized that the teacher back then said something -

There is something wrong with this world!

"But if you really want to say it, Ying Daoyi only has a slight resemblance. Far from what I imagined, the kind of existence that stands at the pinnacle of the universe, controls the divine weapons of heaven and earth, the orthodoxy of all things, possesses boundless power, and eternal life... "

Feng Xia thought for a long time and could only think of one sentence to describe the gray mist lord in his memory:

LBWN...sorry for being on the wrong set.

In short, it's really LOWB.

The existence of the Lord of Gray Mist Ying Daoyi simply destroyed all his imagination of a peerless powerhouse. Not long after his debut, he fell into the ancient land abandoned by the gods and was played with by the ancestor of the dust sea. The Dragon King's split soul was also beyond the reach of Ying Daoyi.

"Forget it, don't think about it so much."

Suddenly, Feng Xia grinned and smiled bitterly: "I seem to be thinking more and more about conspiracy theories recently. Sometimes, reality may be more retarded than imagined. I thought it was a conspiracy, but maybe it's just the retardation of this world..."

When he thought of this, he inevitably became a little vigilant: "Wait a minute! Is it because I am approaching the stage of becoming a god, and I am also affected by some inexplicable power? Something is wrong, something is really wrong, how uneasy I am It seems to be getting worse..."

Feng Xia took a deep breath and suddenly sat cross-legged in the Qianqiu Palace.

His eyes were closed tightly, his breathing gradually calmed down, and he just fell into sleep.

"The dream has lasted for thousands of years. What year is it today?"

In the dream, little Fengxia walked out one after another, chattering and looking curiously at the dream world.

Then, they also sat down cross-legged, with their eyes closed tightly, their little faces extremely serious, and they fell into a dream state just like Feng Xia!

A dream within a dream!

There are so many avenues that Feng Xia is good at.

Today, even though he still doesn't understand the path of cause and effect, he can, through another form, deduce all the known information and predict future changes.

This method is a dream within a dream.

Almost no one can learn it, only Feng Xia can use it!

"Gah!"

Suddenly, a little Fengxia in the dream opened his eyes wide, let out a shrill scream, and then exploded into a ball of blood mist on the spot.

Immediately, some kind of chain reaction was triggered.

One after another, Xiao Fengxia died suddenly, but in the blink of an eye, there were already heavy casualties, leaving only seven scattered ones still lingering.

In reality, Feng Xia slowly opened her eyes, with a trace of doubt appearing in her eyes.

"The deduction cannot proceed..."

This situation was indeed beyond Feng Xia's expectations.

It is not interference from external forces, nor encountering a powerful enemy that cannot be solved, but a situation that is even more confusing: all the deductions will be inexplicably interrupted after nine years.

The reason why those little Fengxia died suddenly was because they exhausted all their energy in their dreams and died repeatedly like firecrackers.

Nine years later, all deductions came to an abrupt end and were interrupted without warning.

"What will happen in nine years?"

Feng Xia couldn't help but feel confused.

The result of this spur-of-the-moment deduction was indeed far beyond his expectation.

"Nine years later, I should not be in Xuanyuan World. In this way, no matter what happens, it should not affect Xuanyuan World..."

Gradually, Feng Xia clarified her thoughts bit by bit: "No matter what, it is inevitable to leave."

In fact, the reason why he returned to Qianqiu Valley was to take care of the "future affairs".

It was only after the encounter with the dragon dragon that these subsequent problems arose.

"Moreover, it may not be that we are actually experiencing a crisis. Perhaps the existing information can only support the deduction to nine years later. After all, my dream within a dream is not a true prediction of the future..."

Thinking of this, Feng Xia's mood suddenly relaxed a little.