"Just take a look."
"Don't think too hard. If my disciples have any shortcomings, don't blame me for being rude!"
The thread of will entangled in the void paused after hearing this. The Divine Phoenix Empress was well-known as a protector of calves. They had their own sense of propriety and would never offend a powerful person with terrifying strength and indestructibility out of curiosity. By.
The Phoenix Emperor's Crown can be ranked among the top three among the many ruins soldiers, and its life-saving ability is second to none.
"The Empress is serious. We are just curious and will never act recklessly."
"Yes, yes, empress, you are worrying too much."
The true immortals expressed their opinions one after another, and what they thought in their hearts was indeed true. Tianjiao would always be a genius until she grew up. Except for Yan Xing, the rest of the group of people were not taken seriously by them.
"It better be so."
The Divine Phoenix Empress accepts her as she sees fit. They are both true immortals, so they still have to give her some face.
"Getting back to the subject, how could a small place and a power that is not even a holy land have so many evil geniuses? No matter how you think about it, this is unreasonable."
"Is it because they are all deserving of disaster?"
A true immortal raised a question. As we all know, in every troubled time, monsters will emerge in response to the disaster. The realm of the Fallen Immortal is destroyed under the wave of mist, and the fate of all the beings in the world naturally gathers to give birth to monsters that defy the heavens. .
"impossible!"
"The people who should be robbed can't do this, you see."
The real immortal who retorted turned over his hand and took out an ancient book with carved patterns. It was covered with dense patterns and had four characters written on it - Top Secret Files.
Crash--
The pages of the book turned and stopped at page 339. The words as dense as flies caught the eyes of many true immortals.
"Project 339 document (absolutely confidential, not a real immortal): 74.2 billion years ago in the ancient era, in order to verify the son of Ying Jie and summarize the laws and weight ratio effects of luck, the True Immortal of the Shadow Clan, the Great Dark Emperor, launched The experiment lasted for 90 million years. A total of 127 square realms were selected from the sample size. The world was destroyed in four levels. A total of more than 12,000 sons of the calamity were born. The detailed experiment records are as follows... 』
"Tonan, what do you mean!?"
"Are you provoking our ShadowClan?"
Before the other true immortals could speak, the true immortal of the Shadow Clan was the first to lose control. Project 339 was the dark history of the Shadow Clan. To be ripped apart in public like this was really too deceiving.
"Haha, you've done it all, and you're still afraid of being criticized? I'm just rebutting it. Although the so-called Ying Jie's son has some talents, most of them are short-lived. In any aspect, they are not as good as those monsters of Feixian. "
"It's just a normal discussion. You have to think more about it. Does it hurt you? Has your defense been broken?"
"you--"
"Okay, why are you arguing? Tuonan's words are indeed reasonable. The son of Ying Jie's words are not enough to prove anything, and the fallen realm is just a little bigger? The total amount of luck is very average."
All the true immortals were deep in thought, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed through their minds.
"Relics of creation!?"
"That's right, the place where the relics of creation were born is very close to the realm of the Fallen Immortal. The demise of the latter is also causally related to the former."
There is no doubt that those flying immortal demon disciples are closely related to the relics of creation, and the two have an inseparable potential connection.
"Relics of creation, relics of creation, what secrets does it hide?"
True Immortal Tuonan murmured in a low voice, his thoughts drifting away, his eyes gradually became more determined, and his desire and greed for the relics of creation increased again.
At this moment, all behaviors and existences that prevent them from reaching the truth must be torn apart.
"Yo ho!"
"Isn't that Director Yan? Why did he join in the fun? He is a dignified head of a department with unfathomable strength, yet he is able to mingle with the younger generation so calmly. Hey, it's great to be young!"
"Don't tell me, sometimes, I even ignore that Director Yan is a young talent of this generation, and subconsciously regard him as a fellow monk."
Yan Xing made a small move, and he was already the strongest in this generation. He swept through the inanimate creatures and destroyed them. He immediately covered up the light of all the geniuses on the battlefield, causing the gods and demons to talk about it.
Non-living bodies also follow the basic laws of the spiritual world, from weak to strong, showing a pyramid distribution, the stronger they are, the rarer they are.
The world-destroying battleship group just randomly jumped in. It was foggy, desolate, and infinitely vast. Naturally, it was impossible for them to fall into a den of thieves as soon as they arrived. In what seemed like a fierce battlefield, the strongest could only be at the God level, and there wasn't even a single Immortal. This was only reasonable.
clang! clang--
Three crisp bells rang out from the core of the World-Destroying Battleship, sweeping across the battlefield in an instant. All the monks froze for a moment, suddenly fell back, and landed on the deck.
A quarter of an hour is up, and the World-Destroying Battleship is about to set sail again.
The pastime, the dazzling killing, was fleeting, and everyone gained a bloody body, as well as a lot of materials and law fragments, that's all.
Buzz!
The runes on the surface of the battleship lit up, divine light flashed, and after an instant of acceleration, it dragged a dazzling tail into the space mezzanine.
The extreme speed and mass interfered with time. To the outside world, it was only a moment. For the passengers on the ship, the sense of time was greatly stretched, and seconds were like the moon.
With the Divine Phoenix Empress banging away, no one bothered those geniuses and monsters, and their respective battleships fell into silence.
"Has your director gone into seclusion?"
Raymond looked stunned. Things finally stabilized. He had the chance to wander around the battleship and took advantage of the opportunity, but he missed it unexpectedly.
"Yes, Director, he just entered the secret room. Fellow Taoist, you are a step too late."
Ziyun smiled and held his hands. He knew the relationship between the burly man in front of him and the director, so he was very polite.
"Okay, can I wait here for him to come out of confinement?"
Raymond shook his head helplessly and simply sat cross-legged on the spot, refusing to leave.
"Of course, fellow Taoist, please do as you please."
…
Yan Xing sensed the secret room carefully, and his talent [God's Sense] could confirm that there was no one peeping at him at this time. He raised his hand and waved, and the GE force field formed an isolation barrier.
"It's time to get down to business."
The corners of Yan Xing's mouth raised slightly, his eyes showed anticipation, he stretched out his hand and pointed his sword, slowly slicing it from the center of his eyebrows.
A complete human skin was peeled off, and Yan Xing, dressed in scarlet muscles, stepped out of the skin. The next moment, the blood on the surface caused the tissue to sprout filaments, intertwined and fused, and new skin grew in the blink of an eye.
As for that skin, the particles were reconstructed into a complete body, carrying part of the consciousness, vividly, and indistinguishable from the original body.
"Unless the real immortal loses his shame and takes direct violent action, breaking through my physical barrier and peeking inside." The clone said.
"Will they?"
"Haha, of course they won't. No one dares to offend me until the relics of creation are discovered."
"Well, bon voyage!"
"Bon Voyage."
Yan Xing's eyes were smiling, and a silvery white light gradually appeared on his body. He was currently in a state of spatial transition. Logically speaking, all means of movement would be difficult to use successfully due to the mutual influence.
But [Time and Space Jump] is not among them. All his talents are of extremely high levels, at least at the information level or above.
Want him to travel for eight and a half years? What a joke! Even for two and a half years, the punishment was unbearable.
If it weren't for the fact that we only had the coordinates of the ruins of creation now, and opening the ruins would require the power of those true immortals, otherwise, he would have jumped to his destination long ago.
"Just run the map slowly!"
"Everyone, see you in eight years."
Before he finished speaking, the silvery white light shone, and Yan Xing's figure disappeared out of thin air, without causing any ripples in the space or leaking his breath. Everyone was kept in the dark by his "Golden Cicada Escape".
…
"Yan Xing, why are you back!?"
High-dimensional time and space, boundless, time and space management department, the moment Yan Xing just appeared, the light of the void gathered in front of him, and the mastermind asked with a confused look.
"Mastermind, this is just my clone. I am already on my way to the ruins of creation. I am leaving this clone behind to prepare for the possible replacement of the world."
Yan Xing looked calm. His body at the moment was still in the material world, the safest place, a place shrouded in pure white mist. At this time, what entered the unbounded world was just a clone. The master mind could not tell whether it was true or false.
"Your clone also has those abilities!?"
The mastermind asked in shock. Its focus shifted instantly. Regarding the handling of the world replacement event, Yan Xing was the first choice. The alliance's top leaders did not ignore possible abnormal events.
But the ruins of creation are also indispensable for him. Considering one thing and losing the other, we can only choose to sacrifice part of the people and put our chips on the ruins.
Yan Xing smiled and did not answer. Who is a serious person who would openly publicize his secrets and trump cards?
"I understand, Yan Xing, if there is a world replacement event, I will notify you as soon as possible."
The mastermind nodded, thinking it understood, and breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. It was indeed worried about abnormal events and considered each other's punishment carefully.
After the mastermind left, the smile on Yan Xing's face gradually dissipated, and his eyes became extremely calm and deep, like a bottomless abyss.
"The time has come."
Yan Xing's body twisted for a moment, completing the rotation of virtuality and reality, formless and qualityless, taking one step forward and appearing in the virtual world.
The virtual world is a world of pure consciousness and cannot bear too much physical matter. If an entity breaks in without authorization, a large number of monitoring systems will immediately lock the location and upload the cleanup force.
"I haven't been back for a long time. It's still the same."
Yan Xing appears in the small world. The exclusive small space is a benefit given to monks by the virtual world. When the monks are promoted to the fairyland and complete the high-dimensional transformation, this space will be taken back by the virtual world.
Yan Xing relied on his own authority to hand over the contribution points as a reservation deed, and the small space still exists to this day.
Taking one step forward, passing through the layers of defensive barriers, Yan Xing arrived at the huge hollow at the bottom of the sacred mountain.
It was still the same place, still those colorful and terrifying fragmented universes, every one of them was quietly waiting for him to pick.
"At this time, a large number of true immortals have left, and the alliance has never been weaker. Without the eyes of those people, as long as we act according to the plan, success is close at hand."
"The next step is up to you!"
"Lowfly——"
