The Elysium Across Deep Space Chapter 142: Talk to the Land of Return
In the sky above the Transcendent Light Sea, there are countless beautiful scenery, but not many people dare to appreciate them.
Even if the supreme beings go deep for a long time, if they encounter a vortex on the Dao, they may be quickly dissolved, because all these are fragmented natural disasters.
Green clouds are flowing, light and mist are surging, and in the sky above the sea, there are divine vines taking root in the clouds, followed by small black flowers, and the fragrance of strange medicine is refreshing.
Wang Xuan walked on the waves and came to the deepest part of the sea. He encountered dozens of hundreds of mysterious natural disaster vortexes.
The must-kill list is here, it has no fixed place, even Wang Xuan searched for it for many years before finding it.
"The sea of extraordinary light, the sea of dao, the sea of origin, the ends are really connected, and they are connected by a vortex that can strangle all saints." Wang Xuan said to himself.
This kind of speculation has always been made, but few people can get through it, so it is difficult to prove it personally.
After all, this is the remnant of natural disasters and wonders. The large-scale tidal rise and fall of the Transcendent Light Sea can spread and expand to many decaying universes around it.
Half of the must-kill list is in front, it is now light red, and some textures have appeared on it. Is it going to record the names of some true saints in this era?
There is a special rule inside it, which governs its actions. It seems to have sensed it, and it wants to run away with a swipe.
Wang Xuan's eyes showed traces of the Dao, and he directly fixed it.
The half-roster that was feared by many true saints and famous and strong men was doomed to be killed, buzzing, trembling, struggling, but still unable to escape, being bound.
Then, it transpired a faint cloud, with special ripples spreading, sinking into nothingness, sending some kind of secret message to the outside world and the distance.
Sure enough, when it ran into trouble, it directly resonated with the other half of the list, and summoned it in an instant. It didn't take long before a flash of light flew over.
Wang Xuan didn't stop him, so he didn't have to look for it again, and now it's a nest.
"Goddess, it's time for you to act. Let's see if this is the work of your old friend." Wang Xuan called to the woman on the stone slab and asked her to come forward.
Before the two lists were matched, he released the mysterious woman.
God, originally the aura was very strong and glamorous, but now he has a little temper and a little emotion in his heart.
She wants to cut Wang Xuan. After knowing that she is a disaster master-level creature, he has been calling her a disaster god, but now that he uses her, he has the cheek to call her a goddess.
However, there was communication earlier, and they communicated secretly with each other, so she had to come forward with a cold face. The main reason is that Wang Xuan gave her 80% of the essence of the three stone slabs, and promised that the remaining 20% will be arranged in the follow-up.
After Wang Xuan retreated, he didn't want to offend a complete disaster owner before he entered the land of returning to the truth, so he supported the real king's plan to officially go on the road today.
Then, he turned into mist, circling and flowing here.
The woman in the stone slab kept her face dark all the time, and naturally understood his various intentions, she retreated behind the scenes, and wanted a disaster lord like her to stand up for him, it is really abominable!
What's even more hateful is that he still said with a face that he fully supports the rise of the goddess. He is willing to be a passer-by and a green leaf. If necessary, he will cooperate.
Buzz!
After the two scraps of paper are butted together, they become a new piece of paper with bright red beams of light. Most importantly, the inner texture undergoes a "qualitative change", which is even more terrifying.
Surrounded by fog, it signaled the gods of the disaster master level to quickly suppress the piece of paper and carefully analyze and study it.
When God's white and slender hand touches the paper, it is immediately stained with a layer of light red, which is covered by the tangible veins of the Tao. In the end it will end in tragedy.
She flicked her fingers, and with a clang, the light red paper vibrated, causing boundless waves to surge towards the nearby fog.
Wang Xuan felt that she did it on purpose. After turning into a mist, he moved with the waves and came silently behind her, circling around her hair, observing from the inside.
God let out a cold snort, which means, stay away from her, but she no longer guides the strange texture inside the paper, because it really can't hurt the truth
King.
"The Tao in the paper is somewhat familiar, it seems that I have encountered it before." The mysterious woman said to herself.
Pinching the paper, she began to invade the spiritual realm, trying to fully understand its essential issues.
Suddenly, she showed a strange look, and said: "It's a bit weird, you want to open a special eye of natural disasters?!"
She found that the hazy texture of will on the paper, like mechanical and rigid rules, is changing, forming a strange eye on the paper.
For the saints in the real world, it is definitely a revival of the Dao, and they are opening their eyes, making it difficult to fight. Before the eye was completed, the woman in the stone slab changed herself. She turned into the form of "Yang Wang". She didn't want to face it with her real body, and the spectrum of her soul changed accordingly.
No need for her to say anything now, the nearby mist took the initiative to distance herself from her.
The eye on the paper gradually becomes clear, emitting a strange light. It is not so much an eye as it is a special channel of emptiness and haze.
It seems to be connected to some mysterious place.
But that kind of distance is really unimaginable. The light beam contains all kinds of phantoms of natural disasters, with chaotic rules appearing, and the breath of destruction flowing.
God said to himself: "The real body cannot come, and the communication is quite reluctant. The real land did collapse at the beginning, and the external road has not yet manifested."
Wang Xuan kept silent, observing and researching nearby in the form of mist. A certain calamity locating paper in this world is far less efficient than imagined.
After that eye opened, a special light was flowing, as if it was going to penetrate the two places, but it was so slow, there was no movement for a long time.
"It's too far away. Even if we use disaster-level means to communicate, I'm afraid it will take many years for a communication." God said.
Wang Xuan pondered for a while, and he already knew that Wu Heyang was in the remote area of the Six Yin Realms, and with the help of the Guizhen Giant City, they could quickly contact the puppet and the giant.
Nowadays, it takes many years to wait for the message of the items left by the creatures of the scourge level. From this, it can be inferred that if there is a real place to return to the truth, and the distance from the real world is estimated, it is simply unimaginable, far beyond The scope of the Yin six realms and the Yang nine realms.
"The place of return to the true world is not in the real world, and this kind of communication cannot be judged by common sense." God said to himself, but in fact, he was speaking to Wang Xuan. After the cooperation between the two parties, she doesn't mind on irrelevant issues Say a few more words.
On the must-kill list, there are obscure Taos that are released, fragments of the avenues are rippling, and killing runes are transpiring. Naturally, these can't help the real king, but it is indeed a waste of time to spend it here.
It doesn't matter to the woman in the stone slab, one century after another has come, for her, tens of hundreds of years are like a moment of looking back, so short that it can be ignored.
Wang Xuan is speechless, this efficiency...is lower than a group of passionate old people!
He waited patiently, secretly studied Yang's True King's Sutra, silently comprehending it, and unintentionally, there were occasional thick fog ups and downs, surging, spreading near the hair of the god, and then causing both of them to dislike each other.
When God saw him avoiding snakes and scorpions, he was suddenly a little angry. What kind of attitude is this?
"You are now in the form of a man." Wang Xuan used the mist to evolve secret messages in the void.
As time went by, Wang Xuan had been studying the True King's Sutra for 40 years in the depths of the Transcendent Light Sea, and the must-kill list gradually had a response, emitting a faint light.
The eyeball seems to be revived, or it can be said that the channel seems to be penetrated by messages.
Wang Xuan was stunned. In the barren area of the Yin Sixth Realm, he sent a message to the No. 1 source with Guizhen Giant City.
This... really cannot be measured by the distance in the real world.
Then, unpredictable ripples came from the ball, as if there was a very ancient will, paying attention to the present world in an endless and distant place.
"Calculating the time, the Yin six realms... are about to decay." When the mysterious and hazy will sent a message, it brought waves that rolled the vast avenue, accompanied by a vague spectacle that destroyed the world.
"I received a message from Dao Entanglement, this time the paper was captured, you should be a god, it's useless to cover up, you've degenerated, it's not enough to hide from the sky
Hai, I recognized you. "
There is no doubt that although the ancient will is separated from the infinite time and space, it is not in this world, but the sense of inscrutability still makes people palpitate.
It's just that this kind of communication is too troublesome, it's not an instant conversation.
"You chose to leave back then and took that wrong road. Thinking about it, you paid a terrible price. It's not easy to be alive..." Ripples from the eyeball channel spread to the present world.
Wang Xuan pricked up his ears to listen, of course he was in a state of mist. The woman in the stone slab was indeed a disaster lord from the past, and she came back on her own initiative?
"God, the Yangjiu realm has been destroyed, and it has become ashes in eternal silence. You don't want to rekindle the fire in the nine extinguished fires, do you? It's meaningless." This kind of words is very indifferent, without a trace of waves.
The woman in the slate immediately recovered her true face, and she stopped hiding, and looked indifferently at the eye channel on the paper.
The ancient will said to itself: "Back then, when you saw the place of hope, set foot on the return journey, took that wrong road, was it proven wrong? Now you are in a worrying situation. When all sources are extinguished, You can’t get over it. Don’t you want to return to the mundane? You are in this state, even if you want to turn around now, you will have an accident, it will be very miserable.”
God did not speak, as if waiting for the other person to finish speaking.
"God, since you have obtained the Dao paper I left behind, you can use it to sacrifice and trade with me fairly. Tell me what you think? It is a pity that the decayed Yin six realms, except for the new sprouts that reflect the light, It has lost its reference meaning to me, and the world is like a withering weed, too cheap."
The eyeballs on the paper are very real, always emitting a special light, as if examining everything in this world.
"I almost overlooked that there is a real king behind you~IndoMTL.com~ seems very young. Time really can change everything. After returning to the decayed world, you actually choose to walk with a real king of the next generation, which is interesting. "
"This broken mouth is a disaster victim?" Wang Xuan couldn't help it. Since the other party is so powerful, he has already discovered him, so there is no need to retreat behind the scenes.
The **** responded flatly: "The 'cursed beast' next to a certain disaster lord is attacking through endless time and space, trying to curse and interfere in this world. However, its words and will do partly represent its master. "
"It takes a long time for the two places to talk to each other. God, tell me, my lord is listening." After the cursed beast finished speaking, it looked like it was targeted, and fell on Wang Xuan.
"No way, God, you are lost in this world, did you really choose an uncultivable true king as a Taoist partner? You are very lucky, but also very unlucky." As for Xu Dan, stop temporarily, and no longer intervene in the present world with mantras.
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