"Um?"
On the dark mirror, Yan Xing, who was sitting in silence, suddenly opened his eyes, a ray of cold light flashed through, and he looked up into the distance.
The early warning formation he arranged in Wu Nian Xinghai was broken through, and the speed of the arrival was extremely fast, far beyond the scope of a true immortal.
Don't think too much, the only ones with such power between heaven and earth are those guys.
"Is it a coincidence? Or is this a disaster?"
Yan Xing frowned slightly and glanced down at the dimensional interface below him. The floating island, which was not too big or too small, had almost completely sunk in, leaving only some crystal clear tree tops outside.
He was only a little bit away from packing up the Land of Final Illusion.
It's good to die, but at such a critical moment, the other party will come to the door. It is obvious that he will be done in seven days.
Yan Xing, who didn't believe in fate and didn't respect heaven, began to wonder whether it was because he collected the treasure that he would cause disaster.
In many myths and legends, there is a saying that those who have obtained the treasures of heaven and earth will live in them and suffer disasters to test whether they have this qualification.
"Haha, even if a thousand calamities happen to me, what's the harm?"
Yan Xing looked coldly and stood up slowly, leaving a nearly solid body on the spot. In order not to interrupt the devouring of the hell dimension, he needed to leave more than 50% of his power to maintain the operation of the dimensional interface.
At the same time, the devouring time also changed from seven days to half a month.
"I have learned something from this retreat. It just so happens that I can take the opportunity to verify the deduced method of developing the particle universe!"
Expectation flashed in Yan Xing's eyes, and he stepped outside. With a wave of his hand, the GE force field covered and spread, distorting the surrounding time and space, blurring the scene inside, making it impossible for the outside world to understand the reality.
The many treasures in the Land of Final Illusion are of extremely high quality, far surpassing the soldiers of the ruins. They have long transcended time, so they cannot be accelerated by time. Otherwise, Yan Xing would not have had to work hard here for so long.
But compared to the harvest, these are nothing. Now, we only need to hold off the invading enemy for half a month.
boom--
No. 28 has a serious look on her face. At this moment, she has used secret techniques to completely control No. 7's body with her thoughts. She is running away in the Wu Nian Star Sea at high speed, tearing open a huge space-time rift, surrounded by dozens of black-robed figures.
As we get closer and closer to the depths, the level of the fog surrounding us is getting higher and higher, but No. 28 doesn't care. The body parasitized by No. 7 has a pure blood concentration of over 90%, and is extremely immune to the fog.
Coupled with the strength of the Holy Realm, it can persist for several hours even in the highest level of pure white mist. Moreover, time nodes can also be replaced. Although the consumption of consciousness will increase hundreds of millions of times due to the interference of the fog, it is still terrifying enough and can survive in the pure white fog for a long time.
Of course, the premise of this series is that the true identity is not exposed. If the truth is aware of the identity of her intruder, and the terrifying pale thunder appears, it will be troublesome.
"Such a rich and pure power of consciousness!?"
No. 28's expression changed. She felt the increasingly viscous light spots of consciousness around her, and excitement began to surge in her heart. She felt that she had come to the right place.
Why does the power of consciousness between heaven and earth converge here?
Moreover, under the condition that the transformation core was already operating, there was an unknown force that abruptly took away part of the power of consciousness.
No need to think too much, there must be something in the deep core of this place that is attracting the power of consciousness.
What could it be?
Anticipation appeared on No. 28's face. In the past few days, they had visited many ruins but could not find what they were looking for. This was the strongest feeling for her this time.
[In view of the general environment,
Because the internal situation of each ruin is very complicated, in order not to let go of any clues, it has been delayed for so long.
"Ultimate Intent·Chaos Fist Slash!"
a sound
The cold drink suddenly resounded through the void, and the invisible aura vibrated, opening an extremely huge hole in the mist.
Boom! Katsa——
The chaotic-colored stream of light slashed across, and its shape twisted and changed, as if it were stretched out from a vast chaotic space-time. Many regular forces within it collided and blended in an orderly manner, and in the most chaotic state, they piled up to form an extremely violent force. Destroy great power.
"Huh? This breath is..."
No. 28 looked stunned for a moment. He looked at the stream of light that split time and space and approached in front of him in an instant. He also sensed the familiar aura fluctuations.
"It's you!
Hell punishment——"
No. 28 was furious, her eyes shot out blazing black flames, and she was filled with murderous intent. Before she could find him, he unexpectedly dared to show up and attack her.
Such provocation really makes me angry!
"kill!
"
No. 28 shouted angrily, his voice condensed into a strange character, turning the imaginary into reality, killing fiercely, and the moment it collided with the terrifying chaotic sword light, a wave of annihilating waves spread out and spread, killing the sword. Light corrupts into nothingness.
"On the 28th, we meet again."
Yan Xing walked over, his expression indifferent, and he made no move to take action again. He stared at the other party from afar with solemn eyes.
Although she was carrying No. 7's body, the voice and the mood swings undoubtedly revealed No. 28's identity. The main reason was that she had no hidden thoughts and it was indeed unnecessary.
"Yan Xing, I didn't expect you to be hiding here. Why didn't you run away when you saw me appearing?"
No. 28 narrowed his eyes slightly, and a trace of doubt flashed in his heart. During this period of time, since that battle, he has never sensed the aura of Yan Xing in the world, and even the transformation core has not seen any trace of him.
She originally thought that Yan Xing was really beheaded, but she only knew that Yan Xing was not dead just now through the news from the outside world.
Since you chose to hide, why did you suddenly show up again at this time?
Still in...
No. 28's expression changed, and he suddenly came to his senses. Thinking of the entrance to the ruins that was specially hidden outside and the special nature of Wu Nian Xinghai, a bad premonition suddenly arose in his heart.
"Yan Xing, what are you doing here!?"
"Oh, it's nothing. I was just wandering around. I didn't expect to meet you, an old acquaintance, so I came out to say hello."
Yan Xing stretched out his hand to scratch the back of his head, a sincere smile appeared on his face, his eyes were extremely pure and clean.
Just wandering around? !
What a liar!
No. 28's eyebrows twitched, and he didn't bother to talk nonsense with Yan Xing. He took a step forward. The terrifying aura spread out, and the Qi machine completely locked Yan Xing. If he made any move, he would face her like a violent storm. s attack.
"It doesn't matter. Whether you tell me or not, I will find out the secrets hidden here."
After saying that, No. 28 held his right hand empty, and the extremely heavy black cross appeared out of thin air. He dug his left hand into his belly and pulled out the [Final Sword of Destiny].
As for the other treasure [Ultimate Eraser], it was carried by No. 13 to deal with possible trump cards among the four major civilizations.
"Go and see what's hidden in the depths!"
Driven by Thought No. 28, the black-robed figures standing in the void around them suddenly ejected, avoiding the punishment in front of them, and galloped towards the deepest part of the Wu Nian Star Sea in an arc.
"The smell of these guys seems a bit familiar..."
Yan Xing's eyes flashed as he was locked by Qi Machine No. 28. He could not act rashly because the other party would not let him interfere with the actions of these men in black robes.
"Oh, it's them."
The moment everyone passed by him, he caught a glimpse of the dull face under the shadow of the hood from the corner of his eye. He had met him before at the Night Lord succession ceremony, and he was the seventh generation Night Lord.
No wonder it feels familiar. The pure-blood Origin Beads he swallowed came from these people. In the inheritance of the Night Club, when the Night Lords of all generations end their lives, they will burn everything they have and turn them into pure-blood Origin Beads for future generations. The background of the Night Lord.
like
Now it seems that this is a big lie. The previous Night Lords just faked their deaths to escape. Don't think too much, this must be another small trick secretly done by the first generation Night Lords.
"Haha, no one can go there without my permission."
The corner of Yan Xing's mouth rose, and then a dark night appeared behind him, with black mist lingering, and figures with terrifying auras stepped out one after another. In the blink of an eye, they were fighting against each other with the previous night masters.
Exactly, the 34 self-gods, the controllers of the authority of the underworld.
"Yan Xing, you are really seeking death!"
No. 28's expression darkened when she saw this. At the same time, she also noticed something was wrong with Yan Xing. From the previous confrontation, she vaguely noticed that the opponent's strength seemed to be much weaker than the last time.
When the 34 self-gods were separated, this feeling became more intense, and the aura of Yan Xing was less than 50% compared to the last time.
With such strength, how could it be possible to stop her holding the treasure?
Maybe Yan Xing, whose strength has been greatly reduced, will not be able to withstand the sword of fate!
"Die-"
"Final Sword of Destiny!
"
No. 28 knew that Yan Xing was deliberately delaying, so he was extremely decisive and didn't bother to entangle with him. He started with a killing move. The sword of destiny was shining brightly and slowly thrust forward through the air with a cruel smile on his face.
This is a sword that cannot be avoided.
The scene was the same as last time, without any surprises. A sword tip suddenly appeared between Yan Xing's eyebrows, the divine light was colorful and blurred, and the endless threads of fate were entangled into one.
Buzz!
With a slight tremor, the sword tip disappeared. Yan Xing stood motionless on the spot. The threads of fate that should have appeared were entangled, but disappeared without a trace.
"What!? This, this is impossible!"
No. 28 was stunned. Compared to the last time, she felt as if she had been stabbed into the void, empty and empty, with no feedback from her fate.
"That's it?"
Yan Xing raised his eyebrows with a look of disdain and sarcasm on his face, and proudly spread his hands in provocation.
Talent, destiny control, destiny insulator!
The fate on the Final Sword of Destiny has been merged with him, and the oath bet has been established. The effect of "Common Destiny" can only take effect once, so now it is enough to isolate the same fate erosion.
This sword can no longer cause any harm to him.
