Chapter 980 980. Aunt Huanshen
The fifth region is located in a cosmic plane with 13 habitable planets, encompassed by three star systems.
King of Birds Star.
As the administrative planet of the fifth region, this planet has a population base of over 100 billion and its size is as large as ten Earths.
at this time,
A natural satellite orbiting the planet King Sparrow is undergoing a terrifying collapse and mutation.
In the space surrounding the satellite, tens of millions of oil paint vortexes tear through the space, spread, and merge, as if Van Gogh's art paintings have been copied into the void.
In the painting, two distorted human figures can be vaguely seen suspended on both sides of the azure ocean current, with the flowing light colliding and tearing out more strange whirlpools of colors.
The azure ocean current was naturally the Eternal Flow Sea, and the two figures were the Burning Heaven Saint and the Huan God.
As a dividing area connecting many large regions and planes, Yongliu Sea can only be entered through the 'Coast of Time and Space'.
However, in some areas with weak spatial stability, there are also special ways to break through time and space and enter the Eternal Flow Sea.
For example, the last three areas from forty-nine to fifty-one are connected by the strange final Great Wall. Within these three areas, not only will the realm be suppressed, but the time and space stability here is also far weaker than that of the previous areas.
If a near-god-level battle of this scale were to occur in the last three districts, it would definitely cause disturbances in the Eternal Flow Sea and destroy a large area of the present universe.
However, the time and space stability of the fifth area is very strong, and the battle between the Burning Heaven Saint Lord and the Goddess of Huan did not cause too much disaster.
"Ah, I say, Aunt Huanshen, can't you just let me have this toy called Tianshu?"
In the distorted oil painting, an innocent and tender child's voice can be heard, just like a simple child asking for toys.
There was no response from the other party, but as the oil paint light gradually faded, two figures suddenly flashed out from both sides of the painting, and the starry sky returned to dimness.
A distorted silhouette less than one and a half meters tall appeared in front of the small black hole to the right of the bumpy, dark satellite.
While the satellite was in the sky, a woman in a phoenix skirt was standing barefoot.
The ink-black hair flowed down like a waterfall over the red phoenix's back, hanging over her graceful waist and hips, and finally tied up with only a small part of the hair end with a bright red ribbon.
The divine phoenix skirt outlines her graceful figure, and her rose-red eyes, looking down at her with divine power, are indifferent and clueless.
If Xia Feng were here, he would definitely find that the lower half of this person's face was exactly the same as Yue Hongli's, but the upper half of his face was only covered by a red and white fox mask, making his temperament even more weird and mysterious.
She said nothing, but just raised her hand and pressed forward. Zhou Yu seemed to have received a killing order and squeezed towards the distorted silhouette in the distance.
The childlike silhouette chuckled softly, and its body turned into a vast sea of confetti, roaring towards the woman in the phoenix skirt.
"Aunt Huanshen, are you at your wit's end?"
"It seems the heaven-sent calamity has indeed eroded the core of your authority through your descendants."
The innocence of the childish voice suddenly vanished, and it suddenly became majestic, filled with cold malice. "So, God Huan, how about surrendering and joining my great cause of Burning Heaven?"
The woman in the phoenix skirt looked down with a foxy face. In her beautiful rose-red eyes, besides calmness, there was only contempt and ridicule for the short silhouette, as if a being as powerful as the Burning Heaven Saint Lord was just an ant that suddenly barked on the roadside.
Seeing that Huan Shen was still in this attitude, Burning Heaven Saint Lord was not angry, but just smiled faintly, and his innocent tone turned majestic and grand:
"Well, this world is full of fools after all. Mother Plantagenet, you only have half a day left, so cherish it."
Quewang Star, Hengyang Mountains.
Two figures stood on the edge of the cliff, their cloaks fluttering in the wind. They looked up at the sky, overturning the scene, with solemn expressions.
The figure on the right had his blond hair tied up in a wolf's tail and hung down behind him. He looked like a mature uncle in his forties. His name was Lei Chonghua, a third-generation super genius of the Lei family, ranked fourth among the twelve seats.
The figure on the left is a young man in white clothes, white hair and white eyebrows, but he does not have the childishness of a boy. He has a solemn expression and a majestic aura, like a tiger walking in the mountains, with a silver line between his eyebrows.
This person's name is 'White-shouldered Immortal', a powerful being of the first generation of the Lei clan with a talent close to that of a god-level genius. He lived in the same era as Huang Zhaoyue. Because he was adopted as a disciple by the ancestors of the Lei clan and never changed his surname, he ranked second among the twelve seats.
The white-haired boy looked up at the shattered universe, his white pupils narrowed slightly, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Fentian came here well prepared, the disaster poison is about to begin to infect the power, mother is afraid..."
He paused mid-sentence. Beside him, Lei Chonghua's face darkened. "An Xingjia and Kozelek are two good-for-nothings. They can't even defend a mountain! Damn! They're such fucking losers!"
The middle-aged man with a wolf's tail on his head exhaled a fragrance, and the air was filled with the chirping of birds and the fragrance of flowers.
The White-haired Immortal glanced at him and said coldly, "Shut up!"
Lei Chonghua was stunned for a moment, then realized that this swear word was also disrespectful to his mother. His face turned pale instantly, and he clasped his hands together. He looked around in fear and kept repeating "Please punish me, mother, please punish me, mother."
He kept muttering like this for two minutes without stopping.
The White-haired Immortal was annoyed by his nagging and took a deep breath: "Shut up!"
“.”
Lei Chonghua shut up, but his expression was gloomy. He sighed helplessly, "What can we do now? Fentian has obviously found the weakness of the 'Gorse Flower Domain' and even found a way to restrain it. We useless people have become a burden to our mother."
"There's no need to say such depressing words. Things haven't reached a point where they can't be reversed." The White-haired Immortal said solemnly, "According to the plan we discussed last night, Keshi will go look for the Abyss Saint again."
"Saint of the Abyss." Lei Chonghua raised his cold eyes. "Does Bai Xizuo really think that this cunning fellow can deal with Tianci?"
The White-shou Immortal stared at the sky silently without saying a word. Naturally, he didn't have much hope, but this was his mother's decision.
"Unless that guy can really ask the Dragon God for help." Lei Chonghua narrowed his eyes slightly, "But if the Abyss Dragon God can really take action, then the so-called saints will not covet the spiritual materials and resources of our clan.
"That's enough. Just trust Mother's decision and wait patiently."
“Okay.”
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Sumeru realm, heavenly realm.
Xia Feng released all the spiritual materials in the ring, and colorful balls of light hung in the air like stars.
After carefully counting them again, he nodded with satisfaction.
Three level 7 spiritual materials, thirty level 6 spiritual materials, plus three golden sparrow feathers,
Very good, very good. Plantagenet’s mother is really kind and didn’t do anything tricky.
As for the S-level spiritual paper, Goldbroom Domain, Xia Feng was not in a hurry to get it.
With the three golden sparrow feathers in hand, the empress should be able to recover most of her strength, so she will have the confidence to leave the Temple of Apocalypse.
Next words.
It was to help Goldfinch solve the problem of the God-given poison. Xia Feng turned over his palm, and an ancient bronze mirror was hanging in his palm.
(End of this chapter)
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