Beyond Deep Space

Of course, Wang Xuan had already been on guard in advance, standing in the lake in the depths of the mist, wet, holding on to the edge behind the boat, ready to escape at any time.

He started it, and went back to the old time to check the origin of the broken arrow and how it floated here.

Sure enough, he sensed a grand source of mythology, boundless horror, even if it was located far away, it gave people an irresistible sense of oppression.

Wang Xuan felt familiar, and the scene behind made him feel bad, and his complexion became numb again.

That is the source of the No. 3 myth. Many years ago, it was crossed from a distance. There were saints fighting. The broken arrow floated over after being broken in the distance.

"How did the No. 3 source of mythology come to the top of the eternal black umbrella? Like me, break through the umbrella and see the real place?"

Wang Xuan was talking to himself, suddenly feeling a little flustered, he had some very bad associations.At this moment, he wasn't so scared anymore, and he rushed to the area where the 6-broken to the strong man shattered the deep space, as well as the crack in the universe, and it was definitely done by one person.

Then, as soon as he gritted his teeth, he also began to trace back.

Then, he saw a huge and boundless face, stretched out a giant hand covering the deep space, scratched the place, a stream of light shot out, split the universe, this person seemed to be venting dissatisfaction, with anger, these It's all happened.

"I#, silver hair!" Wang Xuan was almost dumbfounded, but it turned out to be the white-haired flat-headed brother, the "false leading brother Zaidao" who once chased and killed him.

Obviously, if he hadn't stood in the depths of the fog, he would definitely not be able to trace this person, and he would be backlashed!

Even so, the void was split open, and in the most distant place, the place where the creature was "reviewed" and shot directly, it couldn't be hidden from a landbreaker like him.

On the spot, Wang Xuan saw a white-haired, flat-headed man standing outside the No. 1 myth source from an infinite distance away, and then reached out and grabbed him.

Fortunately, the distance is indeed far away, there are multiple decaying universes on the way, and Wang Xuan reacted quickly, and escaped in a small boat at the first time.

As soon as Wang Xuan disappeared, this deep space was completely covered by a big hand, and he grabbed it all, grabbing this place between his five fingers.

Soon, the real body of the fake leader arrived. He stood here and glanced around, but he was only one step late.

What is the situation?Although Wang Xuan had some guesses, it was still a bit difficult to accept.

He thought that he had indeed penetrated the Great Umbrella of Eternal Silence, but how could it feel like he was back in the same deep space again, and he could still see the shabby white-haired flat-headed brother.

For this reason, he stopped in a safe enough place, visualized the mysterious textures he saw in front of the Eternal Silence Black Umbrella, and realized their magical effects.

Then, Wang Xuan directly manifested a tangible object, the background color was like ink, round and complete, and the arc was smooth, and a black pot came out. He tried it, and it had some characteristics of eternal silence.

After researching, he thought that it was very suitable to give such a scapegoat to the opponent in the battle.

Everything shows that he has come to the top of the Great Umbrella of Eternal Silence, but what he is experiencing right now is somewhat contradictory.

For this reason, after Wang Xuan waited for several days, he detoured back to explore the traces of the coordinates that he had left at the No. 1 extraordinary source. He really...had a vague feeling.

Like an old horse knowing the way, he followed the deep space all the way to the vicinity of the No. 1 extraordinary source, and he came back again. He didn't go to the other side of the umbrella during the whole process.

"Is the so-called real place around you? Try to break through and finally return to the place where you set sail. This is telling us to cherish everything in front of us." Wang Xuan thought about this question with the consciousness of a big brother , and "influence" himself, but in the end, he still couldn't help but cursed out: "Spicy chicken!"

He didn't give up, and he also left coordinates near the source of No. 2 myth earlier. He didn't say a word, but also looked for it, and sure enough, he saw the familiar place lying ahead again.

"Old Yun, come out and see you!" Wang Xuan babbled, then turned around and ran away.

6 Breaker Yunling had a gloomy face, and stepped forward in one step. The huge palm covering the entire deep space exploded this area, and a piece of cosmic ruins disappeared immediately.

In the mist, at the stern of the boat, Wang Xuan, who was soaked all over his body, saw the result, and it was absolutely impossible for Yunling to be a virtual scene, not a fake one.

After confirming all this, his whole body was numb. At this moment, he just wanted to curse.

Wang Xuan hid for more than half a year to avoid being found by the fake leader Zaidao.

With his last stubbornness, he returned to the area where he penetrated the Great Umbrella of Eternal Silence. He was not very far away from the area of ​​deep space where he picked up the Wanfa Stone Arrow and the white-haired flat-headed man scratched it. He wanted to walk again.

"I obviously rushed up from under the Eternal Silence Umbrella, now go back the same way and give it a try."

Wang Xuan, the 6-breaker in the whole field, controls the boat deep in the fog, and he has dozens of mythological factors in himself. If he has confidence, he will be willful. He wants to go back and embark on the "return journey".

The process was still very difficult and full of dangers, but in the end he managed to get close to the big black umbrella. In his cognition, it should be above the umbrella, but what he saw was the same as when he penetrated the big umbrella for the first time. The texture is the same as what you saw before, this is the underside of the umbrella?

He sighed, ignored it, and after careful observation, he went straight through.

When Wang Xuan saw "Lights of Thousands of Houses" again, he froze completely, his facial expression was blunt, and he stood still and didn't want to move.

After a long time, he was on the road, and saw the deep space that the "fake leader" had scratched, and saw the crack that was split open in the nearest big universe.

On that day, he entered this universe and picked up the familiar Lao Wang and Ming Wei with his own hands.

"Damn, you scared me to death. Old Wang, this real scene experience company you opened is going to explode, this time... even I was scared!" Ming Wei shouted.

Old Wang was trembling, staring straight at the afterimage of the man who disappeared in front of the two of them, unable to say anything.

Wang Xuan went away with a dark face, and officially began to "cross the ocean".

He didn't want to stay in this deep space for a moment.

Overall, he is not without gains. If he thinks about it carefully, he has achieved a lot. He penetrated the Eternal Silence Umbrella for the second time and studied the mysterious texture there again.

At this moment, with Wang Xuan's thought, a black catastrophe can be manifested in an instant, and the blackness makes people panic.

Looking back at the end, he said softly: "People I know, see you in the next era!"

Wang Xuan holds 15 colors of strange bamboos, drives a boat in the mist to go far away, travels through the boundless decaying land, and crosses the heavens and worlds.

Chapter 1284

The deep space is infinite, nothingness, silence, all the worlds seem to have disappeared, everything seems to have died, what you see is like the kingdom of the dead, the passing scenery.

Wang Xuan is on the road, this is his own journey.

One universe after another, like rotten leaves, scattered on the side of the road, lifeless and dim.

At least, in the eyes of the extraordinary, the heavens and myriad worlds are different from the past. In the era of eternal silence, there is really no light of mythology shining.

If it was in the past, there would always be a faint fire in some areas, but now looking around, the endless deep space and countless universes are all silent.

"I can't return home and was forced to run away. Who is that short-haired, flat-headed man?" Wang Xuan drove the boat across one dark area after another, passing through multiple universes.

The journey is too quiet, no one is with him, no one talks to him, he can only talk to himself and distract himself.

It was okay at first, and even ordinary people could bear it for a while, but later on, even the superhumans seemed to be "blackened" after years of not seeing the light.

"It's no wonder that those creatures who have lived for many epochs are very abnormal. People who have survived the dark night and cold winter of tens of epochs are prone to mental problems."

On the way, Wang Xuan parked occasionally and "docked" in the deep space sea, approaching certain big universes, and then, he took the road of the highest spiritual world and landed in the fancy universe.

He can't walk the road in the real world, and can't break through the cracks in the universe.

"In the dark, the heart wants to see the light." He came to the world of ordinary people just to make himself normal, otherwise, he was afraid that something would happen to him.

In fact, he doesn't need to worry about these things at the moment, because he has just been on the road for a few years, and he is just taking precautions in advance, fearing that one day he will sink in the dark.

The so-called "all worlds are extinguished" refers to the realm of mythology. There is no light, and it is completely dark, devouring all extraordinary factors.

However, there is nothing wrong with the world of ordinary people, the normal big universe, and mortals still live as they used to.

Even, mythology has never arisen in many universes. For Zhushi, it is more normal to have no extraordinary universe, and mythology is just a "mutation" of a few heavens and earth.

The bustling crowd, the crowded city, although Wang Xuan shuttles through the sea of ​​people, he is out of place. Even if he seems to have known each other, it is difficult to blend in. As an extraordinary person, this is not his world anymore, especially when there are no familiar people in the similar scenes. people.

On the contrary, in some monster societies, he stayed for a few more days. In the jungle city, the giant golden retriever holding bloody beast legs and gnawing on it warmly greeted the neighbors, and at the same time quickly ransacked her home after the neighbors left. .

On the dusty and barren planet, some kind of rocky creature was yawning, and cast a disdainful glance at Wang Xuan who communicated with it.

"God, what is that? It has only lived for thousands of years, tens of thousands of years? It's ridiculous, it's as small as dust, I'm sleepy, I'm going to sleep."

It looks down on the communicator, thinking life is too short.Of course, the so-called communication is naturally the fluctuation of the spiritual level.

Wang Xuan was very surprised. This time he landed on a special planet and encountered this kind of rock monster. It can live for millions of years, and even the oldest one has already passed [-] million years. It is a real "longevity species".

However, that's all there is to it, most of their lives have been spent in silence, and after such a conversation, they will sleep for tens of thousands of years.

Generally speaking, they are not much better than ordinary stones, they hardly move, and they just have a part of not-so-clear consciousness.

"Retreat, practice? I started off for millions of years in one sitting, and our ancestors spent hundreds of millions of years in retreat. Are gods comparable to us?"

After hearing these words, Wang Xuan left without any desire to explore, just a group of stones that could speak.

He sailed again, and he was also practicing on the way. He drove a small boat in the mist, traveled through the world, passed one universe after another, and sailed to a distant place.

"At the end of the deep space, in the past, the present, and the future, in the real land, is there no living thing? Extraordinary people who are still panting, come out, chat and fight." Wang Xuan shouted.

This is the cry of the severe "insomniac" after the arrival of eternity. He really "can't sleep". In this special time, he is still very energetic.

However, the mythical universe that withered like fallen leaves was all decayed, and there was no response from any living beings. He did not know how far he had traveled along the way, and everything he encountered was dead, and he was the only one talking to himself.

When he thought that it would take at least hundreds of millions of years for the myth to revive, he suddenly felt like he was going to collapse. It's only been a few years, and he felt monotonous, boring, and unbearably quiet.

Wang Xuan tried his best to turn himself into a chatterbox, and said: "I want to go back to the mother universe to take a look, but I was too young back then, and my knowledge was too shallow, so I didn't leave any coordinates. Alas, I can't go back for the time being."

In fact, leaving the coordinates in advance may not be so accurate. Many universes are always changing positions and moving all the time.

Just like now, although he left the coordinates of No. 1 and No. 2 extraordinary sources, after hundreds of millions of years have passed, it is still very troublesome to find them. Of course, becoming a true saint is another matter.

"Lu Breaker with short hair and silver hair, have you followed? Let's fight again!" This is the journey of "Insomniac" Wang Xuan. I'm afraid I won't be able to speak for a long time.

It's a pity that even though he shouted along the way, there was nothing unusual. The mythical realm of the heavens and worlds was dead silent, and no one paid him any attention.

"Gods, giant beasts, all saints, don't they have anyone who can fight or survive? It's time to wake up, get up, and come out with one."

The deep space is silent, there is only a small boat, shrouded in thick fog that outsiders cannot see, Wang Xuan sails across the ocean, all the way, this is a journey that is destined to be extremely lonely.

After the arrival of Eternal Silence, the True Sage can wake up for a long time, but in the end, he still can't bear the mysterious erosion and falls into a deep sleep.

Of course, they can wake up during the process if they want to, but they will be very tired after a long time, so they still have to sleep for a long time in the end.

A person without a goal, wandering in the heavens and worlds, traveling in the deep sky that is as dark as the deep sea, will undoubtedly feel that the days are like years.

Fortunately, Wang Xuan has his own destination, and he has a plan before he goes on the road. He wants to get the most important scripture first, which is the accumulation of endless essence.

If it were an ordinary person, they would have already collapsed during such a dark journey.

"It seems that there is no extraordinary civilization to be found along the way. There are no miracles born, no pure land beyond the six sources of mythology, and no civilization that has its own mythical world. The splendor of the past was formed by the radiation of several sources. 'Fireflies' and 'Stars'." Wang Xuan sighed.

In the end, he didn't plan to search any more. This kind of journey was too slow and didn't fit the rush plan. He was afraid of missing a huge opportunity due to too long a delay.

For him at present, if it is the fastest path, it must be the highest spiritual world. The physical distance is far less terrifying in the spiritual realm.

Of course, this kind of road cannot be taken by ordinary people.

The highest spiritual world is quite dangerous. Chaos and thunder, 14-color wonders, avenue vortex, etc. will appear at every turn. Smooth road.

Of course, in the highest spiritual world, it is not surprising that holy death incidents occasionally occur.

It is unpredictable, unpredictable, and there are certain variables.

"It's really strange that the highest spiritual world has always existed. Although it is dim compared with the past, it has not been extinguished after all."

There is no doubt that the lower and middle spiritual worlds are weak and almost disappearing, and the higher spiritual world has become a desert, and only the highest spiritual world can still be maintained.

"Is it because there are infinite beings in countless universes, so can the highest spiritual world be maintained forever?" Wang Xuan naturally has reason to believe that the highest spiritual world is rooted in the living, and it is the continuation of their spiritual power, nourishing this field.

He pondered: "Perhaps, Chaofan can be considered from another angle. It originated in the highest spiritual world. After all, it has not died out so far."

Researching from this angle, he said to himself: "In short, the extraordinary originates from people's hearts?"

But he immediately shook his head again, this is just one road, not very perfect and reliable, the general source of supernatural should be formed by the interweaving of multiple roads, and finally emerge.

In the 1rd year of Yongji, the source of No. 3 myth, Wang Xuan went on the road alone. After 6 years of wandering in deep space, he officially entered the highest spiritual world in the 10th year of Yongji, and began to take this shortcut.

Wang Xuan's goal is the distant homeland, the old extraordinary center that has lost all its aura, which has been abandoned by the source of mythology for more than 200 years.

He has lived there for more than a thousand years. In a sense, it is definitely not an exaggeration to call it his second hometown, which is longer than staying in the mother universe.

"More than 200 years have passed, and the transcendence there should have almost come to an end. Alas, I don't know how many joys and sorrows there have been."

Wang Xuan shook his head. He had personally experienced that kind of battle in the past, and sent away a whole generation. Thinking about it until now, he still feels a little sour in his heart.

He went back this time not to pay tribute to the deceased, not to cherish the past, but to the greatest opportunity that he might encounter in this life.

Long before the Great Migration of Mythology, the moment he set out on the road, he had hesitated for a while, whether to leave or not.

Now, he was attacked by the fake leader and drove him out of the source of No. 1 myth, so he can just turn around and find his own most important path.

When he left, he left many traces in that universe, determined the coordinates, and imprinted his royal runes in the higher spiritual world.

It is expected that in the past 200 years, even if the worlds have shifted and all universes are changing, the old center can still be found, and there are still laws to be found, and there is no disorder.

Sure enough, the highest spiritual world is full of crises and various variables. If he hadn't been hiding in the depths of the mist and driving a boat, he might not have gone far.

Occasionally, a big crack in the spiritual world would suddenly appear, enough to tear apart the primordial spirit of an extremely different person in an instant.

As for the 14-color spectacle, there are infinite murderous intentions, even if the true saint falls into it, he may be severely injured.

Before Wang Xuan took control of the boat, he tried to travel in the spiritual world, and found that it was unbearably slow, hindering the physical body, and it was far from fast in the real world.

"Among the true sages, I'm probably the only one who can travel quickly, right?" he said to himself.