The Original Seeker Chapter 812: The Sun of Ten Thousand Realms (3)

It didn't take long before Isis, who looked like a harmless little girl, rode on a huge cicada and flew into the sky.

The Taoist Yuanshi swipes divinely, frowning indistinctly.

On the contrary, Chen Daoren, who is almost transparent and exists like a cloud, smiled and looked in the direction it came.

The relationship between the three is quite complicated.

When Isis first came, the location of Isis’s Zerg base was not too far away from the moral immortal sect, so it also caused the main enemy of the worm, almost all of the moral immortal sect and its vassals.

As for the Shengchen Gate where the Taoist Yu Chen is located, it is far away from the other corner of the Daochen Immortal Realm, and the resident is separated by hundreds of millions of miles from the Zerg.

In order to disgust his old opponent, Chen Shengmen even secretly provided Isis with information on the moral immortal sect, so that it could attack the enemy more accurately.

If it hadn't been for Bai Mo's threat of extinction, these two feuds would never be united.

Perhaps now, Isis has been added.

"What the **** are you doing." The girl riding a cicada asked towards the sky.

Because of the scorching sun that the white ink emits, there seems to be some strange things hidden in the light, and I keep trying to get into its body.

There are two other people who have the same doubts.

The smell of sunlight is wrong.

Since Bai Mo began to erode the sun and stars in the Daochen Realm, they immediately noticed that the sunlight falling on them had begun to taste bad.

The harmless light of humans and animals now seems to have their own consciousness, and will actively erode everything.

However, this erosion does not seem to be physical, and the location where it is irradiated does not seem to have changed.

"Chen! Old ghost Chen, Zongmen!" After thinking for a quarter of an hour, Taoist Yuan Shi suddenly woke up about a very important thing.

This kind of sunlight that attempts to change everything in a silent way can only be consciously resisted by the existence of their level. Other monks in the sect have no ability to resist.

They may not even be able to notice that the sunlight they are exposed to every day has unexpectedly changed.

"The mountain gates I waited for are hidden in the gap between the world and the sky. They are all self-contained caves and blessed places. How can the sun be invaded, Yuanshi, you are always confused."

"No, take a look at the lower realm. The mutated sunlight not only spreads in the Daochen fairy realm, it has even begun to infect the lower realm."

The Daoist of Yuanshi mobilized the power of Tianyantong and scanned dozens of lower realms closely related to the moral immortal sect, and found that most of the subordinate branches of the moral immortal sect had been shrouded in the sun of change.

The Shengchen Gate Supreme Elder Chenyue, known as Chen Laogui, opened his transparent body to summon a part of his body, turning it into a light gray cloud that spans hundreds of thousands of miles. .

"Ten, eleven, twelve..." With the help of his body, he counted the world under the Saint-Chen Clan that was being eroded by the speed of light.

"Old man Yuanshi, mother of all insects, I think we should put aside our hatred for a while, and the guns are all out." Chen Yue spoke to the others.

Although he hasn't been able to analyze what exactly the composition of the sun has changed, there is no doubt that this is Chi Guoguo's provocation, a provocation that does not put all of them in his eyes at all!

As for the white ink in the sky, he didn't look down from the beginning to the end, because all his energy has been focused on pulling and fusing the sun.

On average every second, he has to draw hundreds of millions of tons of matter from the sun to Daochen Realm.

These plasmas with temperatures as high as millions of degrees begin to expand in all directions as soon as they arrive at Daochen Immortal Realm.

The white ink at the center of all plasmas is now covered by countless light and heat, and every second, the plasma layer that surrounds him is thickening.

……

Looking from the edge of the solar system at this time, you can even see a tiny black hole-like collapse point on the edge of the sun, constantly sucking the material on the sun's surface.

The entire outer layer of the sun is distorted and deformed because of this collapse point, turning into a droplet shape, and the tip of the droplet is the collapse point of that deep and dark space.

The gravitational balance in the solar system was also completely destroyed due to the sudden deformation of the sun.

Fortunately, all the larger planets in the solar system have been eaten up by the empire and the white land.

Otherwise, after the gravitational balance is disrupted, the out-of-balance planets will leave their original orbits and start wandering around the solar system, like a chariot out of control, blasting everything blocked on the road.

"The Speaker, a communication from the White Land." The body was standing at the front of the capital starship bridge, Kirkov, who looked at the sun with a heavy heart, received a notice from his subordinates.

"Connect it."

"Yes."

"Hello, Speaker Kirkov."

Unexpectedly, the other side of ultra-long-distance communication spiritism was not Bai Mo himself, but the diplomatic ambassador of Bai Zhidi.

"Hello."

"According to our estimates, the sun will disappear completely in about ten years and four months. Please pay attention to the loss of the sun's gravitational restraint."

"What the **** happened to the sun."

"Sorry, no comment."

"..."

"Is he breaking through?"

"Sorry, no comment."

"..."

Kirkov asked twice in a row, only to find that he was concerned and confused. With the high level of white ink, the rest of the white earth, who did not even have a real immortal, could know how much the real situation was. .

Because of Bai Zhidi's open attitude, as long as it has accumulated enough contribution points to "redempt the body", he can leave at will. As a result, middle and high-level monks will basically not choose to stay in this extremely egalitarian world.

As long as the middle and high-level monks come to the empire, their income will be less than a hundred and eighty times that of the White Land.

"Finally, the system asked me to bring me a reminder-I don't know what it means to find the historical text, so the speaker doesn't need to ask more."

"..."

"The people of the White Land still have a consistent emotional intelligence and touching..." After breaking the communication link, Kirkov couldn't help but complain.

The history text has no beginning and end, and lacks other information. He really can't figure out what it means.

"Find the text of the history...Is it something from the Daochen Realm?"

……

"What has been changed?" With the help of the power of the sky's eyes~IndoMTL.com~ Yuanshi Taoist began to use the atomic-level scanning ability to find the influence of the abnormal sunlight.

Under the eyes of the sky, Daochen Immortal Realm is centered on the scorching sun above his head, and the surrounding area has been submerged in a sea of ​​illusory light for thousands of miles, but the reality seems to be unchanged.

The same goes for many lower realms. In the sky's eyes, they are all submerged by a sea of ​​illusory light.

"Old ghost Chen, use your cloud body, buy me more time!"

PS1: I should be able to wish everyone a Happy New Year even during the New Year holiday...

PS2: A PY book, "Please call my lord of the library", the author is hypocritical Wang Ting, and I am also an old friend who was PY to the third book.

　　

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