Beyond Deep Space

He has an ugly face. If he is accounted for by this thing in advance, then there is really no good end.

Logically speaking, it shouldn't be like this. This level is hardly noticed by the mysterious list.

"Huh?" He was awe-inspiring. In this extremely quiet sympathy, he found that the must-kill list spanned the endless sea of ​​stars, as if he was coming.

"This is just my remote sensing of the future, what kind of causal line of fate might be affected in advance?" His pupils contracted.

Wang Xuan stood up abruptly, without saying a word, grabbed the Hunyuan Shenni who was meditating quietly opposite him, and disappeared into the mist directly, disappearing from the real world.

The two supreme holy insects were really taken aback, and they almost lost their minds. They were falling into the deepest trance just now, but they were picked up by someone. No one can bear this kind of fright and excitement.

However, when they saw Wang Xuan's serious expression, as if facing an enemy, they swallowed back the words when they came to their lips, and wisely did not express their dissatisfaction.

Obviously, something had happened, something dire had happened.

In the mist, Wang Xuan broke through the domain six times, superimposed supernatural senses, and went to capture the crisis factors again in the dark. The dazzling list of dripping holy blood blurred and gradually disappeared.

He stood still for a long time, then walked towards the depths of the fog, approaching the hazy boat near the halo, the distance between the two was not as far as before, where the fragrance of tea was wafting, and the scriptures were turning, it was very artistic, waiting for people to board the boat for a long journey .

Unfortunately, he still couldn't arrive.

Taking this opportunity, he smelled the tea fragrance in the mist, accepted the baptism and purification of the veins flowing out of the scriptures, and cut off all kinds of tangible and invisible entanglements of causal lines.

"This means that when I cross the catastrophe in the near future, I will be found on the must-kill list?" Wang Xuan frowned, this is a bit incomprehensible!

This is definitely not something he can fight against now, the bloody must-kill list, the ones who are killed are the true saints, and they are dyed red with their blood.

A quarter of an hour later, Wang Xuan led the Supreme Saints out of the fog and let them continue to retreat.

He experienced it silently for a long time, and the uneasiness went away, and he no longer went to remote sensing.

Afterwards, he immediately went to Gujin. This matter was extremely serious, and it needed the insight of a supreme being to analyze it to see if it could resolve this death calamity.

On the banks of the peach blossom grove, there are slight waves in Linghu Lake, and white mist drifts out.

"You are ready to cross the catastrophe, do you have a premonition that a catastrophe is about to occur?" Gu Jin was surprised, why did the transcendent in the super peerless realm find the list of must-kills?

There is only one possibility, if Lu Po is sensed by him this time, it will probably act because of it!

"Where did you plan to cross the catastrophe?" Gu Jin asked, he turned into a handsome man, peaceful, steady, but very serious, and asked seriously.

Wang Xuan responded: "I plan to cross the catastrophe in no man's land at the end of the 36th sky and deep space."

"Another place, maybe it didn't come here specially for you. The deceased recently fiddled with a supreme magic circle in the 36th layer, which involved the must-kill list."

No matter what, Wang Xuan had to find a way to overcome the catastrophe. If his Taoism stopped here, it would be tantamount to cutting off his extraordinary way forward.

"I'm going to the decaying outer universe to survive the catastrophe." He said after thinking about it.

Gujin Dao: "Theoretically, if you are really targeted by it, even if you escape to the outer universe, it may not be safe. Unless you completely get rid of your dependence on the supernatural center, for example, cut off the Taoist rhyme and wash away the supernatural factors in the mythological pedigree Wait. Or die once, disconnect the cause and effect, and cut the past.”

Then, he analyzed again, saying: "You have your own unique super-substance, some of which are not in the mythical pedigree, and you will replace all of them with unique ones before you cross the catastrophe."

Ancient and modern believe that if you stay away from the extraordinary center and survive the catastrophe in the decaying outer universe, you should be able to get rid of the entanglement of the unknown fate line.

"Plus, it... the bracelet that the mobile phone refines for you to deceive the heavens, etc., is not a big problem."

Wang Xuan nodded, no matter what, his practice cannot be stagnated because of this.

In the following time, he actively "prepared for the battle", and he had never crossed the catastrophe once. He was facing a big enemy like this and needed various self-adjustments.

He replaced all the supermatter in the flesh and soul with some unique mysterious factors in the world behind the life soil.

Then, he also stripped out the Taoist rhyme accumulated in the extraordinary center, burned it, tempered it, and erased the traces of the extraordinary center.

Undoubtedly, it is very wasteful to do so, a large amount of dao rhyme is wasted, which is the essence, but it has been chopped off and melted away like dross.

However, Wang Xuan didn't feel distressed at all. On the contrary, he felt that this was a kind of penance, further purifying the Dao Yun and making it return to the original.

Fortunately, he is based in the 6-break realm, and he has been practicing fast in the first place, and he can attract a lot of dao rhymes. He repeatedly sacrifices and continuously purifies.

It did take quite a long time, he was 23 years later than the original time of crossing the catastrophe.

Originally, he had retreated for 50 years, followed by another 48 years. He should be able to pass the catastrophe. Now he has added another 23 years. It has taken a total of 121 years since the last time the limit was broken.

He is in the ancient and modern ashram, among the 36 heavens, and it is relatively easy to go to the deep space of the outer universe.

This time, Gu Jin personally sent him on a long journey, and, without leaving, hid in the space-time vortex and stared at him secretly.

The Heavenly Tribulation is very grand and incomparably magnificent. It has torn apart this decaying deep space, and there are big cracks in the void everywhere.

Wang Xuan's Lu Lu broke the foundation here, even if the catastrophe was far beyond common sense, he still blocked it, passed the level smoothly, repaired the injured body with unique mythological factors, and tempered the soul with thunder.

Until everything was over, he and Gujin were far away, and suddenly felt something, and immediately entered the mist.

In the distance, a dazzling beam of light streaked across the deep space of the outer universe, with a bloody light, quite scary, it did not stop, and disappeared at a very fast speed.

"Did you really attract it?" Wang Xuan's heart palpitations, his eyelids twitched wildly, feeling unbelievable, which is a bit outrageous.

Gu Jin said: "I've said it all, don't think too much, it may not appear for you. The deceased is setting up the highest magic circle, imitating the effect of some kind of blood sacrifice."

Wang Xuan nodded, but he believed that, no matter what, in the future, the tribulation would have to be carried out in the outer universe, so he needed to be more cautious.

After a lapse of 121 years, Wang Xuan once again broke the limit and became a Transcendent who surpassed the Peerless Realm of the Two Heavens. He is already considered a master in the current star sea.

However, looking at the entire Extraordinary Center, he still does not have the ability to reverse the overall situation, and cannot interfere with the fate of the Scarlet Battlefield.

From the 9th level of the heavenly level to the 2nd limit breaking of the super peerless world, he has been retreated consecutively. He didn't take much rest during the period, and he was a little tired mentally.

When he stopped, ready to soothe his mind and prepare to set sail again, he couldn't help sighing after studying the accumulated battle reports and watching various major events in the extraordinary center.

In the original bloody battle, the alien Wu Kong finally died in battle. His old face was stabbed by the years, and he could not recover at all. He detonated prohibited items and led the enemy to destruction.

The starry sky has been wiped out, and in the battle report, only his old appearance with his injured body dragging his body and looking back at the end is the last complete and clear picture captured by the outside world.

There was a cold spear stuck in his body, a sharp long knife stuck in his shoulder blade, half of his body was bloody, and his head was pierced by an eternal black iron arrow.

His hair was gray, wet with blood, his body was broken, and his face was wrinkled, but his eyes were bright, as if there were fires burning.

Then, the sky collapsed there, and the starry sky collapsed!

"Back then, in Hell, you were afraid that something would happen to me, so you went to find me specifically to respond. Unexpectedly, you couldn't hold on after all. When I left the customs again, I only heard your bad news."

Although these things were unavoidable on the extraordinary road, Wang Xuan was still a little disappointed and remained silent for a long time.

"The New Sacred Star Road is open. If there are superhumans who have accumulated enough depth, you can try to make a breakthrough, which can speed up the breakthrough. If you cross the tribulation, the saints can't stop it!"

When such a news came out, it shook the great world of the extraordinary center.

The supreme beings at the top of the Transcendent Pyramid hope that there will be a few more true saints. Is this opening the door to convenience?

All ethnic groups and major traditions are under heated discussion.

After Wang Xuan learned about it, he had to sigh, the times are changing drastically, and something is about to happen!

Some of the Jedi attached to the supernatural center and migrated with it, some stone statues are splitting, and thick fog is rising in some areas.

There are extremely ancient organizations that are being revived. They are not pure creatures, some are more like psychics with stone fetuses, and some are machines with will.

"The ones on the list, the blood sacrifices that should be sacrificed, the ones that should be destroyed..." A terrifying voice echoed in some ancient places.

However, although some mechanical wrecks were making sounds, they had already decayed, and as soon as they finished speaking, their heads fell off.

Recently, the supreme beings have sensed that the must-kill list has become more active. They have come out of hell and haunted many places.

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In the highest spiritual world, Wang Zesheng and Jiang Yun are exploring all the way forward. They are not rushing for the journey, but are studying various mysterious areas.

Along the way, they saw all kinds of weird things.

They are as powerful as them, well-informed, and have lived for many centuries, and they are all amazed, such as discovering a spiritual flame left behind by the supreme being after death.

Everything about this creature has been erased, only a ball of blank spiritual flames as white as paper, jumping there, still alive.

They once thought that this strong man was in spiritual nirvana, but in the end they found that the other party had lost the meaning of existence, and his memory and original imprint were gone.

They even saw a rotten corpse. The remaining Dao Yun was still very strong, but it was indeed dead.

"It feels very old. At least he died for more than ten centuries. He should be a top figure among the old saints."

A few years later, on their way, they saw the invisible causal line of fate spreading from the endless deep space, just like a fishing line extending into the highest spiritual world and leading to the distance.

"Who's fishing?" Wang Zesheng showed a strange look, and pulled out a long black knife from behind, touching the silk thread, wanting to test and sense it.

However, this causal line of fate is quite fragile. The moment the black long knife arrived, it blurred and then broke.

Then, in the distance, in the direction of the source of the broken thread, the silk thread was floating, and there was an extremely weak but very angry trace of emotional fluctuations.

"Interesting, let's go down and have a look." Wang Zesheng held a long knife. In this kind of place, even he used weapons to be on guard.

"Look at what you did. You cut the thread and let all the fish go." Jiang Yun said.

"I don't think this is a pure and serious fisherman, and he is somewhat malicious." Wang Zesheng said.

In the highest spiritual world, he chased Jiang Yun along the direction of the fishing line, but the line he cut off gradually faded and disappeared without a trace.

The two are still moving forward, searching in the vast supreme spiritual world, and exploring in this direction of deep space.

Many years later, they found a strange causal line again. This time, Wang Zesheng did not act rashly, but traced the source cautiously.

The two walked away for years, marveling at how long the fishing line was, until they stopped in the chaos and thunder of the Supreme Spirit World.

There, they saw 14 colors of terrifying spectacle, and in a quiet place behind the spectacle, a fisherman with a very vague outline appeared.

Chapter 1145 The new chapter, all worlds are prologues

Amidst the lightning and thunder, the outline of that figure appeared vaguely, standing in the emptiness behind, avoiding the terrifying 14-color spectacle.

He was wearing a jet-black iron suit. He was tall and had sharp features. He was like a stone statue that hadn't moved for a long time.

On his head lay a fist-sized blood-colored spider, and formed a hazy web. The depth of the web was extremely deep, hanging in the void above his head, like a web of fate.

In his hands, the fishing rod was also very mysterious, with complicated patterns and fine patterns like galaxies winding around the rod, and the fishing line spread far into the distance.

"Brother, you are very leisurely. It is quite stylish to go fishing in the Jedi of the highest spiritual world." Wang Zesheng approached with a long black knife.

A shiny prohibited item also appeared in Jiang Yun's hand. When encountering inexplicable creatures in such a place, it is natural to be seriously on guard.

"Agulei Tuoshenkoli..." The tall figure, like the statue of ancient gods and demons, gave off a cold feeling. He turned his head slowly and made a sound.

Wang Zesheng said: "Among the prohibited languages, there are quite old small languages. It's hard to tell what age they left behind. You should have a normal spiritual communication with me, and you don't need to hide your emotional fluctuations."

"There is the sound of the sea behind him, and his real body is far away through the endless deep space, can't he come over?" Jiang Yun asked.

This creature is only manifested here, but it is still very strong, showing its extraordinaryness.The blood-colored spider opened its cold eyes in the web of fate on its head, reflecting the scene of the rise and fall of the extraordinary and the birth and death of the universe.

"Mo Tuowei Hongzha..." It was the bloody spider who spoke this time, using the same kind of obscure language, which also restrained the fluctuations of the primordial spirit's thoughts.

Wang Zesheng showed a strange look, and said, "It's very similar to those small languages ​​that circulate among those damaged, mutated and prohibited items left over from unverifiable eras."

Then, he approached with a knife in his hand, gesticulating with the knife, ready to cut the line.

"Can you speak normally? I'm not interested in studying ancient languages ​​with you." He transmitted his voice spiritually.

"I have never met before, the Xeon migrant who was born chasing extraordinary aquatic plants, we have no conflict of interest, I am just fishing for my chance."

This time, the tall man in rusty armor spoke at the same time as the blood-colored spider on its head, formally sending out mental fluctuations.

"Where do you come from, what are your identities?" Wang Zesheng became interested, his eyes flowed with profound royal textures, and his whole aura became terrifying, dimming the chaotic thunder, and then all extinguished.

The person and the spider didn't speak, and the aura became obscure and deep, like an abyss, confining all thinking fluctuations within their own domain.

"At our level, if you try to deceive me, it will be futile. If you don't dare to open your spiritual realm, are you afraid or shameful?"

Wang Zesheng is very strong. When he ran into this very suspicious fisherman, he had a premonition that the fisherman was not simple, and wanted to explore his roots and origins.

"Meeting by chance, we are all strangers from other places. Why bother so much, we just go our own way." The bloody spider spoke in the deep web.

Wearing a black iron armor, the fossil-like man held a fishing rod in one hand, and moved his other hand for the first time, waving to Wang Zesheng.

He disappears from here.

However, the next moment, when he reappeared in the chaotic area of ​​the highest spiritual world hundreds of millions of miles away, Old Wang raised his knife and was looking at him indifferently.

Jiang Yun followed and stood aside.

"The most powerful migrator born after chasing extraordinary aquatic plants, I have no intention of being your enemy. All the worlds are prologues, and myths are all illusions. You and I don't need to engage in meaningless collisions."

The man was standing with a fishing rod, but his vigilance was very strong, the armor was clanging, the rust was as real as it was, and a lot of debris fell from the shock.

"Extraordinary is false, are you true?" Wang Zesheng slashed his sword, becoming more and more aware that this person has serious problems, and through the fishing rod and the thread of fate, he felt something abnormal.

"Did you cast the 'bait' into the extraordinary center?" Jiang Yun asked.

"You two, we each go our own way, and we don't need to delve into each other." The man reiterated again, and spoke at the same time as the bloody spider.