Chapter 1781： Shinto humanitarian

As the demographic catalog of the blood of the demon **** circulated, the purple domain core gradually merged into Zhou Wen's body.

The Demon God’s Bloodline Catalogue is a very strange technique that can simulate the power of any kind of monster, which is very rare among all kinds of techniques.

The Demon God’s Bloodline Catalogue and Jiang Yan’s abilities have the same taste, but they are not as direct as Jiang Yan’s abilities, and they are more restrictive.

Indirect, too many restrictions, does not mean weak, in fact, restrictions mean higher possibilities. The Demon God’s Bloodline Catalogue also has its advantages.

boom!

Zhou Wen felt that there was a wonderful change in his body, so it would not be an exaggeration to describe the change as a reborn.

The blood of the whole body boiled like magma, as if to melt the whole body.

Legend has it that when a monster reaches a certain level, it will transform into a human form. This process is called transformation. Now Zhou Wen's body changes are similar to this. The entire body structure seems to have changed.

Of course, Zhou Wen does not need to be transformed into a human form, and his body shape has not changed, but his body has more possibilities.

Finally, a new natural disaster domain was formed, and the Demon God’s Bloodline Catalogue was successfully promoted to the natural disaster level.

Zhou Wenzheng wanted to carefully understand the bloodline catalog of the demon **** who was promoted to the natural disaster level, but his body suddenly ushered in more drastic changes.

The Mystery Sutra, which hadn't moved for a long time, finally broke out again, and the eight kinds of exercises in the natural disaster domain were condensed, just like eight reservoirs, continuously sending all kinds of energy to the Mystery Sutra.

No, to be precise, it should be the energy extracted by the Mysterious Sutra.

The unspoken sense of comfort invaded every nerve of Zhou Wen, fluttering as if he was going to ascend to an immortal, and that feeling was inextricably immersed in it.

If someone sees Zhou Wen at this time, they will be shocked.

Zhou Wen was sitting there, not surrounded by thunder and lightning, and there was no radiant energy flow. He just opened his eyes and his eyes were blurred and seemed to be too vain.

There is a slight sweat stain on the skin, but the pink cheeks make the heart tremble.

At first glance, it seemed that the young girl who was pregnant with spring was dreaming, with an ambiguous smile on the corner of her mouth.

It's just Zhou Wen's own feeling, but it's not as enjoyable and cozy as it seems on the outside.

Above the devastated land, magma erupted and flooded the sky. A deity lived high above the clouds, looking down on the desolate land, his eyes were indifferent, as if he was not looking at the earth, but a lifeless sand table.

"The way of heaven is my way, and the way is natural."

In the darkness, there seemed to be a voice reverberating over the deity's body, and as the deity's mood changed, the whole earth followed the vicissitudes of life.

Everything grows and withers, the earth undulates, the ocean rises and falls, and ages are constantly changing in the long river of history.

That is an unimaginable divine power, and what God thinks is everything that changes.

Zhou Wen's body was squeezed uncontrollably in that divine power, it was water for a while, stone for a while, and grass for a while.

When Zhou Wenzheng was shocked by the irresistible divine power, he saw that the deity in the sky had become another one. It was a **** like light and electricity. He couldn’t see the appearance, but felt that there was boundless divine power in him. The body was rippling, and the world turned into darkness.

"Let there be light." Spiritual thoughts were rippling.

Then there was light in the dark world.

"There must be trees."

So there is a tree in the empty world.

"There must be clouds."

So there were clouds above the empty sky.

All things in the sky and earth were born out of thin air between that thought, and the originally dark and void world gradually became colorful.

One after another, deities continued to emerge. There were a total of eight deities. Each deity displayed unimaginable divine power. It was a power that mortals could only look up to, and Zhou Wen felt like an ant insignificant.

Those gods, Zhou Wen, had never seen him before, but from the divine power radiated from them, they could be judged that they should be the eight exercises they practiced.

It's just that the realm they showed is far beyond what Zhou Wen can now match.

After the eight deities were displayed one by one, the world returned to the wild scene of the flood, but on the devastated earth, there was an additional weak human back.

Because there was only one back, Zhou Wen couldn't see who it was. She seemed to be a young girl. She seemed to be working hard, staggering every step, and she seemed to fall at any time.

Step by step, the girl didn't know how many times she fell, and finally she could not stand up in front of a lake.

And she stretched out her hand in the direction of the lake, and she couldn't get what she wanted until she died, even if her wish was just a sip of water.

"Shinto has no joy, humanity is sad."

A voice rang beside Zhou Wen, and Zhou Wen turned around to look, only to see a woman who couldn't see her face standing side by side with him.

Although she couldn't see her face clearly, Zhou Wen knew who she was for the first time, and that was the woman Wang Zhi sighed.

Zhou Wen opened his mouth to ask, but he couldn't speak. UU reading www. uukānshu.com

"When it comes to making a decision, how do you choose between Shinto and Humanity?" The woman did not look at Zhou Wen, but stared at the place where the sky and the earth meet in the distance.

Eight gods appeared in the sky one by one, and the girl stood up again and continued to move forward, but the lake in front of her had disappeared, and there was nothing as far as she could see. It was just as ruined as the last days. Of the earth.

"Who are you..." Zhou Wen asked again, but this time he made a sound.

The woman didn't answer, she just smiled, and the world fell apart with her hand, and the Iori and the girl disappeared in smoke, allowing Zhou Wen to wake up from the dreamlike world.

The power of the eight exercises has all been integrated by the Mystic Sutra, Zhou Wen suddenly realized that he still had the problem just now.

Now is a critical period for the condensing of the natural disaster domain. The original eight exercises were all simulated by the Mysterious Sutra, and Zhou Wenwen did not possess the physique required by these eight exercises.

At this point, he can truly have the power of eight natural disaster domains at the same time by fusing the power of the eight exercises with the Mystic Sutra.

Zhou Wen was already very familiar with these eight powers, and at the same time, he had already seen the future of the eight powers in that illusion.

Having such eight natural disaster domains at the same time, not to mention that for a human being, even those supreme existences in different dimensions are hard to reach.

But retaining these eight powers also means that they will lose the opportunity to condense their own natural disaster domain.

There are two roads, one is bright and the other is full of unknowns.

"Are you trying to tell me, are you my other way?" Zhou Wen didn't hesitate, and directly ran the Mysterious Sutra. The turbulent power instantly rushed towards his brain, and the natural disaster domain began to formally condense.