Beyond Deep Space

The mechanical beast was like a bubble, shattered all of a sudden, with the breath of historical dust, it had already been eroded century after century, and it was riddled with holes and vulnerable to a single blow.

"Like a sandcastle by the sea, its traces are quickly wiped away under the waves." Wang Xuan said to himself, feeling confident.

Otherwise, it is definitely very powerful to attack this mechanical beast, and it is not easy to provoke.

He turned around and walked towards the large laboratory, facing several people in white coats.

"I don't have any malicious intentions. I'm here to ask for advice. Please tell me what happened here in that mysterious period of history before the 17th century?" Wang Xuan asked.

However, he didn't get a response. On their pale faces, red blood flowed from the eye sockets. They were motionless and stared at him silently.

Wang Xuan didn't hold back, and started directly, wanting to explore the light of their hearts by himself.

However, the moment he shot, he was stunned. The laboratory personnel he touched were like dust, scattered like dust, and just shattered, carrying an extremely strong and rotten energy, and the mental body had already "rotted".

He frowned. Sure enough, these mental remnants had serious problems, and they were now abnormal creatures, so he had to be cautious when dealing with them.

But it was of no use, but to probe their spirits, to touch that dull, rotting light of the heart, they would shatter.

Wang Xuan used Youzi tactics to consolidate their spirits, and manifested the "flower of vision", that is, the "magic flower" in the meteorite passage in the world behind Mingtu, which can seriously affect people's spirits.

"Tell me, what happened that year." He hypnotized with the flower of vision, interfering with the light of their hearts.

However, an abnormal event happened, and several laboratory personnel all howled terribly, with blood and tears on their faces, and then broke apart amidst a chirping sound.

"The flower of vision, go back to the past, and explore their spiritual essence." Unwilling to give up, Wang Xuan sacrificed the magic flower and inserted it in their spiritual dust, hoping to reunite the past and reproduce the "scenery" in their hearts.

However, what he saw was a pale face floating in every pile of mental dust, lifeless, looking at him motionless.

Each of these experimenters has a pale face in their hearts?Is this what impressed them the most back then?

Silently, the pale face was blurred and scattered like dust.

Wang Xuan frowned, left here, and then began to search in one laboratory after another.

He found that many laboratories had been destroyed, and at least the key rooms were dilapidated and no longer existed.

After searching the entire area, he heard a different sentence from an old man: "We can't change it. The myth does not exist, and the extraordinary perishes."

Also in the depths of this laboratory, there are vessels that have not been completely destroyed, and a special item is soaked in the green liquid.

That is a book.

Surprised, Wang Xuan cautiously approached and tried to touch it, only to find that it was still a spiritual body, and the book looked a bit like a primordial sacred object.

It's a pity that after he really got close, when he communicated with the light of his heart, the book in the green liquid rotted, and he couldn't bear any power from the outside world at all.

The main reason is that it has existed for too long, the 17th century, and it should have had an accident that year, and it has long been decayed.

"An incomplete and problematic primordial sacred object?!" Wang Xuan was fascinated.

He walked out and stood in this area for a long time. Behind him, a pile of sky bones as tall as a mountain were burning, at least they were the skeletons of creatures above the curtain sky realm.

The light of the fire made his face flicker, and he lingered here.

Finally, he raised his head inadvertently, and when he looked at the laboratories, he couldn't help being stunned.

Everything has been restored, including the laboratory personnel who were broken after he explored the light of the soul, all showing pale faces, rotten eyeballs, etc., some in the dark, poking their heads out of the window, looking at with him.

And when he approached, they would still ask: Why are you still not leaving?

This place is so abnormal that even the mechanical beast in the mental cage and the book soaked in the green liquid reappeared.

In the experiment, the "rotten" spiritual bodies of those people were all restored, as if in a cycle, in a special historical cycle.

As long as Wang Xuan walked over, they would repeat those words and those expressions, as if frozen in a certain moment in history.

The most important thing is, after Wang Xuan smashed them, what kind of power restored them?

They are spiritual bodies, but they are decayed and rotten. Are they considered dead?

"It should have died before the 17th. They are all dead." Wang Xuan said to himself.

In the end, he left here and started on the road again along the direction guided by the scarlet lantern. He wanted to explore further.

There are various unsolved mysteries left in this place, involving the old saints and others. It was the last scene of the incident before the 17th century. He really wanted to find out the truth behind the fog.

On the way, the number of celestial bone fires plummeted to the point where they were almost invisible, and the scarlet lanterns, which were actually puddles of blood, gradually became thinner.

As for the one-horn that is hundreds of thousands of miles long, the pale palm that is hundreds of thousands of miles long, these giants have already disappeared.

At the end, the blood lantern disappeared, the sky bone fire disappeared, and the front was completely dark, so deep that I couldn't see anything.

The whole world was silent. In this world, it seemed that he was the only one. From ancient times to the present, there seemed to be no other living beings.

At this moment, Wang Xuan thought of the great law of mental illness, there is no specific law, everything is created by himself, and he is moving forward.

However, that kind of introduction, that kind of description of the essence of the world, and the tone of elaborating the only one in the world, made him have some sympathy and associations here.

It seems that he is really the only one from ancient times to the present. Everything in the world, the universe, the galaxy, all races, and all kinds of creatures are the spreading and shining of the light of his heart.

Everyone is him, the universe is true, the world is one, and all races are actually just one person.

He shook his head, believing in the law is worse than being helpless.

I don't know if there will be some special reactions if I take out the withered and yellow page that contains the great law of mental illness and show it here.

After all, this place can be regarded as the embers of civilization, and it is even more cruel. This is the place where the old saints were destroyed. Before the 17th century, there was a fault as a whole, and everything died from here.

However, Wang Xuan couldn't take it out right now, the withered yellow paper was not in his Yuanshen domain, but in the world behind Mingtu.

Finally, in the depths of the darkness, his spiritual eye caught some subtle scenes, otherwise, he was a little worried that he would get lost if he went on like this.

Lu Yun, Qi Yuan and the others reminded that in this section of the world, once you step into the inexplicable and dangerous darkness, you will easily get lost until the soul disappears!

Beside Wang Xuan, the activity of the 6 holy objects has increased a lot after arriving here!

At this moment, without his urging, the 6 holy relics revolved around him by themselves, and even began to lead the way in front, actively moving forward in the dark.

This is really weird, he stared at these primordial sacred objects that belonged to him.

He probed deeply and determined that these primordial sacred objects did not have any special and dangerous thoughts, etc. They just became restless and active, but they were still in a state of ignorance and ignorance.

He traveled far into the darkness, led by 6 relics.

The blurry scene that Wang Xuan saw earlier became clearer, and then gradually he could see it clearly.

It was a plant, like a Chlorophytum, rooted in the void, with leaves like a horse's lance, with a flat, sharp front end and a metallic luster.

However, looking at it as a whole, it is withered, the main stems are all wilted, and only the front ends of the leaves still have some cold luster, giving people a sense of danger.

"This is..." Wang Xuan was taken aback. He stared carefully and gradually had some guesses.

Then, as far as he could see, there was also a glimmer of light on the road ahead, which was a rotten sword, also pierced in the dark void.

"It's very similar to... the sacred object of Yuan Dynasty!" Wang Xuan stood there motionless, unable to calm down, this road is actually guided by this kind of thing? !

Chapter 1073: A New God King

Before the 17th century, the cross-section of the extraordinary central world became more and more bizarre and dangerous. Guided by the celestial bone fires and blood lanterns in the past, it is now guided by the sacred objects of Yuan Dynasty!

This is a road leading to the dark unknown.

Wang Xuan's expression was serious, and when he got here, he waited in full force, not daring to be careless, and approached "Chogany" very seriously.

It is no wonder that this primordial sacred object withered, the main root was cut off, the section was smooth and flat, cut by a sharp weapon, only some small roots stuck in the void.

It can be as tall as a person, and it still has a Taoist rhyme.

Whether it's the roots or the leaves, even if they are withered and yellow, they still have a faint metallic luster and a sharp aura. One can imagine that this sacred object must have been extraordinary back then.

The most important thing is that Wang Xuan found a pool of blood, which stained a little on the holy object, and the blood also fell on a part far away.

He searched carefully, and found a faint trace of blood leading to the dark depths in the distance.

Wang Xuan was moved, the sacred object was stained with blood, a blood line was implicated in the distance?

He walked forward cautiously for a certain distance, looked with his spiritual eyes, and found that the entire area in front of him had collapsed, except for the remaining blood, it seemed that this place had been swallowed by something, leaving a broken void.

"Whose blood is the blood of the owner of the sacred object, or the blood of the unknown creature who cut off the root of the sacred object?" Wang Xuan stood here and looked at it for a long time.

No clue, cut off here, and he continued on his way.

With the holy object as a signpost, leading to the deep unknown, the darkness along the way, only his heartbeat can be heard in the whole world.

Soon, he approached the second relic he had discovered earlier, a rotting sword.

This sword can be called a great sword, no wonder it can be seen glowing from a long distance, it is tens of thousands of miles long, inserted in the void.

Compared to the vastness of the universe, this is insignificant.However, after such a long period of silence, a primordial sacred object still shows such a magnificent form, which can still explain some problems.

The body of the sword is blue, and most of it is decayed. Among them, there are several most serious wounds. There are holes in the hilt and the middle of the sword body, almost broken.

If the primordial sacred object had life, both Chlorophytum and this sword would have been killed by someone!

One was cut off the main root, and the other was chiseled through the blade.

This great sword is bigger than mountains and longer than the diameter of some asteroids.

Wang Xuan walked around it, and found inexplicable blood again, this time the blood was slightly blue, which made his heart move, could it really be the blood of the owner of the Primordial Sacred Object?

After all, here should be the relics of the old saints, and they are losers, and the final outcome is complete annihilation.

He searched along the bloodstains, the bloodstains were intermittent, if added artificially, it would look like a blood thread, entangled on the big sword, leading to the distance.

The blood line disappeared at the end, deep in the darkness, the space there also seemed to have been eaten by something, or dug, and the clues were broken.

Wang Xuan frowned and started on the road again.

Although this is the scene of a murder, the 17th century has already passed, and many latecomers have investigated it, so it should not be dangerous.

Otherwise, Wang Xuan must have stopped and would not go any further.

Of course, other people should have missed many "spectacles" on the road. Without the background of Lu Po, they would not be able to see them at all.

Wang Xuan walks alone in the darkness, along the boundless, deep and endless section of the universe.

The 6 holy relics clear the way, all of which are active without being urged, or hovering over his head, or leading the way ahead.

He had already looked far ahead, and the third holy object appeared.

……

Wang Xuan traveled all the way, like a lonely traveler, found 5 sacred objects one after another, all of them were "killed" and died before the 17th century.

A clock was broken, covered with blood, and there was a line of blood leading to the distance.

There is also a living holy object—silver silkworm, which broke out of its cocoon and became a butterfly. Halfway through, its head was cut off, leaving only the body and the unexpanded butterfly wings.

A seal was cut and lost its spirituality.

The five primordial sacred objects were all cut off, and they had one thing in common, they all had blood lines leading to the distance, but at the end of the darkness, there were thick blood stains, which seemed to be a murderous disaster.

Wang Xuan pondered, isn't there a saint behind every holy object?

Regarding the origin of the primordial sacred object, he has been doubting and seeking solutions.

Perhaps, the ultimate origin and truth of the holy object can be found here.

He just looked at his 6 holy objects, and there was still nothing abnormal.

Wang Xuan felt that it was almost the same time. He was approaching the so-called birthplace of mythology. After discovering five sacred road signs one after another, he already felt a sense of oppression when he arrived here.

Just far ahead, there was a faint light rising, and as he turned his spiritual eyes to the limit and triggered the supernatural induction, he captured the majestic Dao rhyme.

After being in contact with that kind of Dao Yun, the world in front of him changed completely, the distance in the distance was no longer pitch black, and the faint light turned into majestic textures, which became extremely dazzling.

There seems to be a grand bright world there, which is covered with dust. The more you look at it from a distance, the more you feel suffocated, and the brilliant light soars into the sky.

"It's a bit weird." Wang Xuan stared at it, it looked bright and bright, but it gave him a feeling of palpitation, depression, and suffocation.

That place was not very good, even, he could smell the blood of the primordial spirit.

Suddenly, a shrill cry, piercing through gold and cracking stones, resounded in the dark space of the universe, and spread to the section world, causing a layer of faint ripples nearby.

This kind of cry, like the cry of an evil bird, or the sudden cry of some creature, is quite frightening.

Then, Wang Xuan saw a monster with a bird's face and a human body appearing. The bird's beak was long, black and sharp, and its eyes were red, which was a bit frightening.

If he hadn't grown a bird's head, he would have looked like an angel, a celestial being, with a tall and straight body, and 5 pairs of silvery white glowing wings behind him.

He was wearing silver-white combat boots, but the bird's head was completely black, its beak was sharper than an iron hook, and its hairy face destroyed the sanctity of its body, making it very hideous.

This monster is a primordial spirit, and there is no sign of "rot", it contains a strong vitality, it is not a lifeless monster.

The monster with a black bird head and a human body has a very high level of power, and the whole body is flowing with sacred light.