Vol 2 Chapter 193: : Before the storm

Soul. "
The woman muttered to herself, so to speak, no one in her world could speak clearly.
"Everything on this island is built from heaven."
After watching a fight, Zhang Liang led the woman out of the Taoist view.
"Zhen Yuanzi Daxian borrowed the heaven here when he first built the small world."
Zhang Liang said: "Unfortunately, it failed."
"of course……"
The woman thought, Hongmeng World is not as simple as they think.
Hongmeng Wanyu is brilliant and brilliant. If it is not destroyed, the fairy like Zhenyuanzi is not as good as grass in Hongmeng.
The thought of the woman's eyes dimmed at the thought.
Na Hongmeng is so dazzling and incomparable that it should have been immortal but shattered into today's chaos.
The Little Three Realms is now a land of immortals.
How ridiculous and sad!
"The emperor wants to further improve the heavenly spirit."
Zhang Liang did not know the complex thoughts of the woman, and while leading the way, she said, "Totems, like heaven, can be intertwined with the will of the soul, and they will be absorbed by the heaven.
"That's blasphemy."
There was a voice in the woman's ear.
"Yes."
The woman thought.
She hoped that the Totem of Hongmeng could swallow the heavens, but if the totems were merged by the heavens, it would be absolutely unacceptable.
She made a decision in her heart.
In the following days, both the undead and Sun Wukong paid attention to the small world of Zhenyuan Daxian.
Time was running like a river, and Mercedes kept moving forward. Soon another month passed.
Zhenyuan Daxian made his most perfect work.
In the entanglement of totem and fairy law, a hazy sky first evolved in the small world, then the sky burst, countless fairy lights fell, and turned into mountains on the ground.
As soon as these mountains took shape, energetic spirits lingered and everything evolved.
Such a spectacular and reborn scene has never been seen before. The immortals lifted their hearts and watched the unprecedented creation of the shape.
Even the town's Yuan Daxian stared wide, staring attentively.
"A vision appears, this time it will succeed!"
He was looking forward.
A golden brilliance suddenly passed by him.
"Heavenly."
Immortals around Zhenyuan Daxian immediately met with hands.
"Xian brother."
Zhenyuan Daxian took the first few steps, hehe smiled, "You will come here, does it mean that this small world has succeeded?"
"Ok."
Sun Wukong looked at the small world that was gradually taking shape, with bright sparks in his eyes. The heavens, totems, mountains, rivers and seas, although they collided, were organically integrated.
This small world already has what he needs.
Although Sun Wukong does not know what the real Hongmeng looks like, this land seems to be extremely powerful, and even the Immortal Law is difficult to hurt its roots.
Its formation made him think it was time.
"go with!"
Sun Wukong shoots a fairy light in his hands and rises up in the small world.
At this moment, there was a loud noise from the hazy sky of the small world, like a scorching sun bursting, all the fairy lights shining in time, and the sound of ghosts crying.
"This is really incredible!"
Zhenyuan Daxian narrowed his eyes and looked at the cast. After all, he found that a crack appeared in the sky.
The immortal air permeated through the crack, turning into a glorious sky, with different forms and extremely dazzling.
A ghost image gradually formed in the glory.
"That's Pangu axe?"
The immortals are shocked, the light of the small world is too bright, their eyes can only see the outline, they can't see the specific appearance of the axe.
"Xian brother."
Zhenyuan Daxian looked away, he looked too long, and felt his eyes flash too much: "Your spell can make a mold of Pangu's axe?"
"can."
Sun Wukong looked at Kaitian Axe.
The breath crown of the axe of the sky is an ancient one. He spent a long time perfecting his spells, and now it is the final version.
In the final analysis, the spell is just an introduction, which will evolve into a real mold, attracting the power of Pangu's axe and turning it into a short-lived entity.
However, this process is not easy. The Pangu Kaitian Axe is too complicated, it has evolved for a long time, and there must be no surprise in the middle.
"Be careful."
Sun Wukong's right hand appeared immortal, and stabbed at his fingertips.
"go with!"
With a wave of his hand, Xianfu blasted and turned into three thousand glories in the mid-cavity. The four shots fell into the ground, blowing up the surrounding fairy.
Zhenyuan Taixian was also blown up and fell thousands of miles away.
"Hello, please say hello!"
Zhenyuan Taixian stood up and was not injured, but there was a lot of dust.
He patted the dry dust and looked at the small world again, but found that there was a heavy mist in front of the small world, as thick as a mountain.
The small world has been surrounded by a lot of enchantments. Sun Wukong throws out three thousand immortals, and there are three thousand enchantments.
"Guy ..."
Zhenyuan Daixian was dazzled by the quality of the enchantment
There are so many enchantments, each of which is transformed by the avenue. I am afraid that even the Emperor Sanqing could not break through.
"If the spell in the small world is broken, it will be over."
Sun Wukong's voice sounded in the ears of Zhenyuan Daxian: "From now on, no one is allowed to approach here."
As soon as his words fell, Zhenyuan Daxian suddenly felt a certain kind of breath appearing behind him.
He turned around and saw a silver beam of light rushing eastward, breathless and terrifying, unparalleled in the world.
"She can't sit still."
Sun Wukong's voice sounded again.
Zhenyuan Daxian turned his head and found that Sun Wukong was standing beside him, his eyes were burning with flames, but deep in the cold.