"This is the Taiyin Moon-pounding Pestle."
"It is a magic weapon used by the Taiyin Star Official in ancient times. It can crush stars and has infinite power."
"At that time, the cosmic sky of the Myriad Gods Continent was filled with countless miscellaneous stars, and large numbers of stars and meteorites often fell."
"For all living things, this is a huge disaster."
"It was the Taiyin Star Officer who, holding the Moon God Pestle, smashed the stars in the dome one by one, saving countless lives and gaining a great deal of merit and fortune."
When Hua Xiaotu heard this, her bright eyes lit up.
The ancient star officials were priests who were officially canonized as gods.
What's more, the Moon God Pestle once gained great merit.
If driven by a star official, even the body of a god can be crushed!
This is also a top-level artifact of creation.
Hua Xiaotu held the Moon Goddess Pestle and bowed to Zong Shen.
Then he began to sit cross-legged and refine.
Seeing that their minds were completely immersed in it, they were concentrating on refining the magic weapon.
Zong Shen didn't bother him, stood up and walked outside.
He walked slowly and leisurely to the stone fetus of creation.
He moved and sat on it.
With a flip of his hand, two small mirrors in yin and yang colors floated in front of him.
Then he stretched out his two palms and clapped them slowly.
The two small mirrors are glued together.
They blended seamlessly together without any hindrance.
Start twisting and reshaping.
The form has changed.
The shadow of a decaprism appeared.
Two of the edges have been completed and turned into reality.
This phantom is the ultimate treasure of the Dao level, the complete form of the mirror in the Yin-Yang Realm.
"The mirror in the Ten Directions Realm has already completed two of them."
"As long as one more side is completed, we can evolve a mirror world space on the scale of a small thousand worlds."
"If all the mirrors in the Ten Directions Realm are complete, we can create a brand new world, which will bring endless benefits."
Zong Shen looked at the mirror in the world with satisfaction, stretched out his hand and put it away.
Then, he took out the soul of Anubis that he had collected from Lin Chen before.
Speaking of this divine soul, it is the real soul of a god.
Although Anubis was broken into pieces, his soul dispersed, and his divinity was hidden, he allowed Heaven to send down a son to inherit the throne.
But this divine soul is still full of divinity.
As soon as it was taken out, it transformed into a miniature Anubis phantom.
He was roaring angrily on Zong Shen's palm.
"Damn it! You killed the son of my inheritance and imprisoned the soul of my true god. No matter who you are, we, the desert gods, will not let you go!"
The shadow kept roaring.
The emotions were quite excited.
Zong Shen smiled disapprovingly.
With the other hand, he stretched out a finger and pointed at the shadow of Anubis.
Without saying much, he used the Dragonless Soul Refining Technique directly on Anubis's soul.
"Damn it, how dare you...!"
This spiritual power is incredibly strong and is closely related to Anubis's body.
The soul of the true god will disappear as soon as it is refined.
Unless Anubis risks being targeted and punished by the heavens and condenses his body again to merge with the divine nature, all this will be irreversible.
It contains a vast amount of memories and information.
It was extracted madly by Zong Shen.
His mind and spirit were shaking and blurry, and were about to fall apart.
Compared to losing a bit of his soul, Anubis could not accept having his soul taken away!
This means that countless secrets of the Desert Gods will be known by this damned human in front of them.
"I knew you were going to play this trick."
Zong Shen curled the corners of his mouth.
The palm that bound Anubis's soul squeezed gently.
The control ability suddenly increased a hundredfold.
The soul, which had originally become weak, began to become solid.
With the precedent of the God of Curse dissipating his will, Zong Shen was obviously well prepared this time.
"you?!"
"ah!!!"
Zong Shen began to madly extract the soul and refine the spirit, peeling off layer by layer.
Those ancient secrets and ancient wonders were revealed before him one by one, leaving Zong Shen feeling a little unsatisfied.
From ancient times to the present, there are only a few who can extract the souls of gods!
Even with Zong Shen's spiritual attainments, it took him several hours to digest the massive amount of information.
This wisp of Anubis's soul also completed its mission and dissipated between heaven and earth.
"So that's how it is. Those alien gods have long discovered the changes in the way of heaven."
"So this time, several alien lands simultaneously let the tribesmen attack the surrounding human states."
"Trying to take advantage of this opportunity to gain the fortune of the great clan."
"It seems that the next era of competition among all races is not far away."
Zong Shen slowly stood up. He finally understood the reason for the unusual movement of the alien race.
Everything is still driven by the law of nature.
From Anubis's soul, Zong Shen also got some information about the God of Curse.
Amen-Ra, the god of curse.
Also known as the Daughter from Heaven.
At that time, the world was in darkness and all things were just beginning to exist.
If God is not God, then the saint is not saint.
There was no cultivation system as vast as the flowers today.
This Amenla suddenly appeared in the tribe.
He has no father and no mother. One day, he suddenly appeared in the Huangsha tribe.
Wearing strange clothes.
He also carried a strange weapon with him.
It can make loud noises and shoot out flames.
A wolf can be killed with one strike from a distance of 100 meters.
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