Beyond Deep Space

At this time, the old woman riding a black goat was also beside Zhaoyue.

Wang Xuan smiled and said: "Senior, you are so young, I want to call you sister, but I am afraid that sister Hongxiu will be unhappy."

To be complimented by a real king like this, the real sage Zhaoyue naturally smiled all over his face, and said, "It's okay, each of us has a relationship with each other, and it's okay to call me younger."

"No!" The mobile phone was the first to veto it, with a dark face. Although this kid is the real king, he must not shout like this. He is really wicked and always wants to take advantage of him.

Hong Xiu also rolled his eyes, not approving that title.

That day, although Ma Hewu had a miserable time crossing the catastrophe, and almost exploded in the terrifying chaotic lightning and terrifying spectacle, he finally survived and set foot in the realm of returning to the true three times.

"I said, Master Ma, Teacher Wu, what are you doing?" Wang Xuan didn't know what to say, and the two of them cleaned up the place of crossing the catastrophe, all the lightning strikes, skin, and broken bones Scum, put it all away!

"Picking herbs!" The two responded calmly.

"Okay." Wang Xuan nodded, anyway, he won't be mistaken, maybe one day he will continue to "feed" these two people.

Only five days later, he was no longer calm, and he had a feeling in his heart. At the first moment, he appeared at 36 Chongtian, and the strange thing on his mobile phone was entertaining Wang Yusheng, wanting to feed him the supreme medicine.

"Brother, didn't you take it? I have the real king's blood medicine here, and you can send some to your parents later, don't eat the medicine dregs outside!"

Wang Yusheng was stunned, and said: "Master Ma said, you gave this to him in the first place, and the effect is amazing."

The strange thing on the phone said, "Well, the potions I gave to the king were not made by myself, but those you sent out earlier, Wang Xuan."

Wang Xuan was completely speechless, Lao Ma really knew how to work hard and couldn't beat himself, so he asked his brother to "feed him".

"Master Ma, have you really taken these medicines?" Wang Yusheng asked, he was very serious, no matter how particular about this kind of medicine dregs, as long as it can make him break through and make rapid progress, what's the point of taking it?

"I swear, I have swallowed a lot, so I recently passed the level and became a three-time returnee!" Ma solemnly swore.

"Even Master Ma has eaten it himself, so why should I worry about it?" said the king.

His words made Ma feel his throat numb, and wanted to drink some tea, but finally spit it out again.

"Brother, think twice, this medicine dregs..."

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Four months later, Wang Xuan watched his nephew Miaogu cross the tribulation at the source of No. 2 Midi.

As a 6-breaker, Miao Gu was successfully recognized by a kind of authority on the No. 2 Chaofan Ancestral Mountain. The auspicious colors descended from the sky, surrounded by wonders, made his new saint's gold content skyrocket.

"Thank you, uncle!" Miao Gu showed joy after absorbing that kind of power.

"From now on, it will be your young people's world." Wang Xuan smiled.

Miao Gu: "..."

Half a year later, Li Lin crossed the catastrophe at Source No. 1, because her Yudao source pool referred to part of the texture of the real king, and after many transformations, it was very extraordinary.

Therefore, when she crossed the catastrophe, she was recognized by a flower of power.

However, her catastrophe was too terrible, and she owed the karmic favor of the True King. Normally speaking, she was destined to be hacked to death, and it was impossible to survive.

In fact, no true sage can survive this catastrophe of karma by himself.

"Scatter!" Wang Xuan said calmly, breaking through the terrifying and boundless karmic catastrophe with one mantra.Moreover, when a mysterious catastrophe bombarded him and punished him, he was instantly obliterated by his gaze.

In the end, Li Lin successfully crossed the catastrophe. She changed into a snow-white dress, looked at Wang Xuan with gentle eyes, and came gracefully...

Wang Xuan supported Xinsheng to succeed in stages.

150 years later, the strange thing on the mobile phone sighed helplessly on the shore of Chaofan Guanghai. After more than 100 years of research, all the old photos were mobilized. sad.

"Wu, it was your Wuyou clone who killed him by mistake back then, you should find a way!" Ma said.

Wu nodded, and then he directly contacted Wang Xuan.Ma is embarrassed to ask the junior true king for help, but Wu has no scruples.

Wang Xuan used the cook's pot, ate the delicious food made by him, and received his care. Naturally, it was his duty to do so.

On that day, the light of the true king shines on the extraordinary sea of ​​light!

The cook still has remnants left behind, and there are even old photos taken by strange things on the mobile phone, which were successfully gathered by Wang Xuan, and the cook was initially resurrected.

Ma, the first Beast Emperor, and things are all moved. The cook is a true sage, but Wang Xuan is like refining medicine, using the rules as a medicine furnace, refining in it, "pounding medicine" in the thunder of heavenly tribulation, and making up for it. , born out of nature.

"Xiao Wang, thank you!" The cook looked at the fireworks in the world and was very excited. Although the other party was the real king, he didn't see anyone else, and still regarded it as his own name.

Next to it, the five fellows of the Tianting Canteen: the Bull Demon, the Yin Yang Dog, the Ten-Tailed Demon Fox, the Black Swan, and the Void Mouse were all stunned.

In the past, they met Wang Xuan in Hell, had a fate and friendship, and were sent to the cook by him in the end.

On the day they met again, Wang Xuan was already the real king, and he directly resurrected a saint, making the five demons feel that life is like a dream.

500 years later, Wang Xuan walked on the fragments of Dao with his hands behind his back. He was approaching the must-kill list.

Chapter 1402 Dialogue with the Finale and 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 the whirlpool of the Dao, they may be quickly melted away, because all these are fragmented wonders of natural disasters.

The green clouds are flowing, the light and mist are surging, and in the sky above the sea, there are divine vines taking root in the clouds, bearing small black flowers, and the fragrance of the strange medicine is refreshing.

Wang Xuan walked on the waves, came to the deepest part of the sea, encountered dozens of hundreds of mysterious natural disaster vortexes, he passed through calmly, stepped on the avenue, islands and reefs, overlooking the end of the sea.

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, and the sea of ​​origin are indeed connected at the ends, connected by a vortex that can strangle all saints." Wang Xuan said to himself.

There has always been this kind of speculation, but few people can get through it, and it is difficult to prove it in person.

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?

It contains some kind of special rules that govern its actions, as if it sensed something, it swiped and wanted to run away.

Wang Xuan's gaze showed traces of the Dao, and he directly fixed it.

The half-roster, which was feared by many true saints and famous and strong men, was 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, after it encountered trouble, it directly resonated with the other half of the list, and summoned it in an instant. It didn't take long, and a flash of light flew over.

Wang Xuan didn't stop it, so he didn't have to look for it again, and now it's all over.

"Goddess, it's your turn to make a move. Let's see if this is the work of your old friend." Wang Xuan called the woman in 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 magnificent, but now he has a little temper in his heart, with a little emotion.

She wanted to cut Wang Xuan, and after knowing that she was a disaster-lord-level creature, everyone called her a disaster god, but now that he used her, he shamelessly called 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 [-]% of the essence of the three stone slabs, and promised that the remaining [-]% ​​will be arranged in the follow-up.

Wang Xuan retreated, not wanting to offend a complete disaster owner before he entered the land of return to the truth, and supported the true king to plan to officially start his journey today.

Then, he turned into mist, circling and flowing here.

The woman in the stone slab kept her face dark all the time, she naturally understood his various intentions, retreated behind the scenes, and wanted a disaster lord like her to stand up for him, it is really hateful!

What's even more hateful is that he even said with a straight 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 pieces of paper are butted together, they become a new piece of paper with bright red beams of light. Most importantly, the inner texture has undergone a "qualitative change", which is even more terrifying.

Surrounded by mist, it signaled the "God" of the disaster master level in the past to quickly suppress the piece of paper and carefully analyze and study it.

When God's white and slender hand touched the paper, it was immediately stained with a layer of light red, which was covered by the tangible veins of the Tao. If another Lu Po Da Neng did not escape here, he would be suppressed by the paper, and finally he would be killed by the paper. Tragic end.

She snapped 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 he transformed into a mist, he moved with the waves, came silently behind her, surrounded her hair, and observed secretly.

God let out a cold snort, which meant to stay away from her, but she no longer guided the strange texture inside the paper, because it really couldn't hurt the real king.

"The Tao in the paper is somewhat familiar, it seems that I have come into contact with it before." The mysterious woman said to herself.

Holding the paper, she began to invade the spiritual realm, trying to fully understand its essential problems.

Suddenly, she showed a strange expression, 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", and she didn't want to face it with her real body, so 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 became clear, emitting a strange light, not so much an eye, but a special channel of emptiness and twilight.

It seems to be connected to some mysterious place.

But that kind of distance is really unimaginable. There are all kinds of phantoms of natural disasters in the light beam, with chaotic rules appearing, and the breath of destruction flowing.

God said to himself: "The real body cannot be approached, 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 studying 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 that there was no movement for a long time.

"It's too far away. Even if we use disaster-lord-level methods to communicate, I'm afraid it will take many years for a communication." God said.

Wang Xuan thought about it 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 giant city of Guizhen, he 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 disaster lord level. From this, it can be inferred that if there is a real place to return to the true world, and the distance from the real world is measured, it is simply unimaginable, far beyond the Yin Sixth Realm The scope of the boundary with Yangjiu.

"The place of returning to the truth is not in the real world. This kind of communication cannot be judged by common sense." God said to himself. In fact, he was talking to Wang Xuan. sentence.

On the must-kill list, if there are obscure ways, they will be released, if there are fragments of the avenues rippling, and there are killing runes transpiring, these naturally cannot 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 felt 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 passed, Wang Xuan had been studying the True King's Sutra for 40 years in the depths of the Transcendent Light Sea, and only then did the must-kill list gradually respond and emit a faint light.

The eyeball seemed to be revived, or it could be said that the channel seemed to be penetrated by messages.

Wang Xuan was stunned. In the barren area of ​​the Yin Sixth Realm, using Guizhen giant city to send a message to the No. 1 source, it was not instant or almost, but now it took a full 40 years!

This... really cannot be measured by the distance in the real world.

Then, unpredictable ripples came from the eyeballs, as if there was a very ancient will to pay attention to the present world in an endless and distant place.

"Calculating the time, the six Yin realms... are going 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 all worlds.

"I received a message from Dao Entanglement. This time the paper was captured by someone. You should be a god. It's useless to cover up. You've degenerated, and you're not enough to hide it. I recognized you."

There is no doubt that that ancient will, although separated by endless time and space, is not in this world, but the sense of inscrutability still makes one's heart palpitate.

It's just that this kind of communication is too troublesome, and it's not an instant conversation.

"You chose to leave back then and took that wrong road. Thinking about it, you paid an extremely tragic price. It's not easy to be alive..." Ripples came from the eyeball channel and spread into 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 victim from the past, and she came back on her own initiative?

"God, the Yangjiu realm has been destroyed and become ashes in eternal silence. Don't you want to rekindle the fire in the nine extinguished fires? It's meaningless." This kind of words is very indifferent, without a trace of waves.

The woman in the stone slab immediately recovered her true face, no longer hiding it, 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 the wrong road, didn't you prove wrong? Now you are in a worrying situation, when all sources are extinguished, you survived Don’t let it go. Could it be that you want to return to the mundane? You are in this state, even if you want to turn around and come back now, something will happen, it will be very miserable.”

God did not speak, as if waiting for the other party to finish speaking.

"God, since you have obtained the Dao paper I left behind, you can use it as a sacrifice and trade with me fairly. Tell me what you think? It is a pity that the decayed yin six realms, except for the reflection of the new sprout, have nothing to do with me. It loses its reference value, and the present world is like a withering weed, which is 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, who seems very young. Time really can change everything. After returning to the decayed world, you actually chose to walk with a real king of later generations. It's interesting."

"This broken mouth is a disaster lord?" Wang Xuan couldn't help it. Since the other party is so powerful and has already discovered him, there is no need to retreat behind the scenes.

The god 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 partially represent its owner."