My life is at an end!
Yan Xing's eyes were filled with shock, his body was stiff, and he watched helplessly as the dark sword light split into infinity, his aura surged, and the speed was so fast that it was imperceptible, filling the surrounding void overwhelmingly.
All his concealment methods and defensive magical powers are meaningless in front of the sword light. They are based on "concepts" to lock his existence.
Ignoring defense, the killing was heavy.
Contains extremely strong detached power, and can be killed even with the protection of power at the conceptual level.
External forces are only external forces after all. He is now just a living being that has not even achieved the other side...
"I seem to have misunderstood the message conveyed by the clone."
Yan Xing suddenly realized in his heart that he knew himself best. With his cautious character, he would not have taken the initiative to risk entering the Cross Crack without being completely prepared.
This is indeed the case. According to his original plan, he had to set foot on the other side, make a qualitative leap in strength, and transform his conceptual talent before he could go deep into the first-class forbidden land.
"Perhaps, the clone never entered the crack at all. He wanted to——"
Yan Xingtong Kong Juzhen, at the last moment of his life, his thinking became particularly active and clear, and the key points that he usually ignored emerged one by one.
He had a terrible guess, but whether it was true or not still needed to be verified if he could survive.
Groan!
Bah--
As the thoughts turned, in just an instant, the dark sword light shuttled through, killing countless spiritual bodies at the same time. There was no time to split again. The dense sword light had already locked the Yama Xing deity.
The sharp sword light trembled and buzzed slightly, firing in volleys. The closer it got, the smaller it kept shrinking to make room for other sword lights. Even if it was as thin as a needle light, it was still not enough. There were too many, and they had no choice but to start stacking them. After fusion, the breath fluctuations become more and more terrifying.
Yan Xing was speechless when he saw this. When these sword lights are split, they will not lose power, but after fusion, they can increase their power. This is too shameless! ?
I am really afraid that he will not die cleanly!
"Death, I definitely can't die. It's just a pity for the practice along the way. Although I had this day in my plan, it came too suddenly, too early..."
Yan Xing did not run away, but stood there with a smile on his lips, and Kaka's figure flashed in his mind.
His final back-up to save his life is guarded by Kaka. Even if the dark sword light can obliterate everything from a distance, it can't stop Kaka's ferocious power!
bring it on!
Rumble——
"Huh? This is..."
Yan Xing's expression was blurry and confused. He raised his eyes and looked around. Countless needle-like sword lights were frozen a hundred feet away from him.
And around his body, visions appeared that were not under his own control and were actively displayed.
A three-foot-tall shadow was suspended behind him. Within it were whirlpools of various shapes, turning and spinning in strange rules. They were large and small, and the number was equal to the innate ability.
On the chest of the ghost, there is a dazzling light ball flashing, that is - the concept editor! ?
At the same time, the nine-color vortex of consciousness automatically emerged, suspended behind Yan Xing's head. It was infinitely large and infinitely small. The nine colors rotated and merged into a complete blackness, exuding terrifying and inexplicable aura fluctuations.
Groan!
Yan Xing's eyes trembled slightly, and he looked in front of him. There was a simple and pale scabbard floating in front of him. It was simple and unpretentious, as if it was made of withered white wood. There was a faint sound of swords, and there was a faint light.
"Zang Wu..."
"Brother Yan, I don't know when I will see you again. I got this scabbard by chance and gave it to you. If one day you need my help, please call me with this scabbard!" 』
Groan——
The scabbard buzzed and trembled, and an imperceptible aura erupted.
Groan!
The clouds moved with the wind, and for some reason, the densely packed dark sword lights also vibrated together, vaguely seeming to resonate with the scabbards.
"Weird, weird!"
Yan Xing glared at him
He couldn't hide his surprise, and stretched out his hand to hold the scabbard. The next moment, the shadow behind him and the nine-color vortex dissipated at the same time.
It was as if they knew that the person they were guarding was safe at this moment, and this was also the case. Those extremely sharp and dark sword lights showed no signs of attack.
"What is the origin of this scabbard?"
Yan Xing's eyes showed deep contemplation. He recalled his exchange with Zang Wu when he was discussing Taoism. He once briefly mentioned his master's inheritance, the mysterious swordsmanship inheritance of the transcendent.
"White Emperor, or Tongtian? At least we know that the supreme being who slashed the big cross crack with his sword belongs to the same camp as Zang Wu's disciples. Otherwise, these dark sword lights would not be able to target a scabbard. So friendly."
"For such a precious thing, Zang Wu actually..."
Yan Xing was silent and reached out to touch the white wooden scabbard. Where the sword joined, he saw two small characters that resembled a lake.
"Jade, Du?"
"Thank you for saving me!"
Yan Xing breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. This body was saved at least. If he died here, it would disrupt many of his important plans in the future, and the road to transcendence would become extremely difficult.
"Can you let me leave?"
Holding the scabbard in his hand, he scanned the dark sword light around him and shouted loudly. Yan Xing believed that these things could understand what he meant, but he could not use common sense to deduce their supreme power.
Yin Yin!
The surrounding dense black sword light was tightly wrapped, like an airtight needle-glow sphere. At this moment, it was pointed at the scabbard, trembling violently, and slowly opening a gap.
Yan Xing felt slightly happy when he saw this, and stepped forward. The moment he crossed the gap of sword light, a strange look appeared in his eyes.
What had changed was that from the unchanged pitch-black nothingness, tiny gleams of light appeared, like stars, suspended in the darkness above.
"Huh? This is..."
Yan Xing looked stunned for a moment, then raised his hand and unfolded the coordinates of the information transmitted to him by the clone. His thoughts were spinning rapidly, and he compared them with the stars one by one, and a clear star map coordinates were revealed in front of him.
"It's not wrong. These stars should be the refracted projections of various external heavens, forbidden places, and special areas in the cross crack."
"According to the coordinate positioning logic, linking these points from the outside can also lock a certain area inside the large crack, which means..."
Yan Xing twitched the corners of his mouth, patted his head and grinned. The cloned guy had never entered the cross crack at all.
So, where did he get this information?
I can't figure it out, I can't understand why the clone doesn't explain it clearly. Is it because he doesn't understand it at all, or is he restricted for some reason and can't explain it?
Yan Xing squinted his eyes, thought for a moment, then turned to look at the motionless sword light around him, and decided to go and take a look at the location of the target.
At least there is no danger for the time being, and if you miss this opportunity, it’s hard to say what will happen in the future.
Yin Yin!
The dark sword light trembled and buzzed, as if urging.
"Oh? You also want me to take a look?"
Yan Xing was stunned for a moment, then realized that the only gap opened by the sword light surrounding his sphere was exactly in the direction of the coordinates.
This can't be a coincidence.
"In that case, let's go and have a look!"
Yan Xing's eyes were solemn. He did not dare to disobey the will of these sword lights. The previous violent scene was still vivid in his mind. No one knew whether going in the opposite direction would anger them again.
For the sake of your life and the curiosity in your heart, it’s not bad to explore it.
Groan——
The sword light vibrated and flickered, all dancing, converging and condensing, turning into a long bridge of sword light, spreading out in the dark void.
Yan Xing offered his hand to the Jianguang Changqiao, stepped up, as if walking on flat ground, took one step forward, his figure flickered and twisted and jumped a very long distance in an instant.
According to the star map comparison, walking on Cambridge, each step can span hundreds of constant thoughts. If this boundless distance can be achieved by relying on his strength without the ability to jump,
Flying, I don’t know when or what month I will arrive.
After a long time, or at least hundreds of thousands of steps, Yan Xing arrived at the end of Cambridge.
"According to external positioning, this area should be the junction of the large cross cracks!"
Yan Xing frowned. He could clearly sense that this place was darker and the power of transcendence contained was stronger. After all, it was the center of the superposition of the two swords. It was normal for the power to double.
[In view of the general environment,
"The place where the two swords meet is the core point of the attack. Who is the opponent attacked by the supreme being? The coordinates coincide with it. Could it be that..."
Yan Xing's eyes flickered, his mind whirled very fast, and he thought of many possibilities in an instant.
The [Book of Narrative] mentioned by the clone should be related to the formation of the large cross crack. As for whether it is the attacking party or the attacked party, it is not known for the time being.
Groan!
Suddenly, countless pitch-black sword lights became violently agitated, flying and rising, circling and merging into one, turning into a huge sword light, suspended above Yan Xing's head, and then slashed down violently.
Bah--
Yan Xing narrowed his eyes slightly, and a bright light bloomed in the dark void, and the huge sword light seemed to cut open a strange space. The white ball of light that suddenly appeared was extremely dazzling in the endless darkness. It seemed to be the center of the large cross crack.
Wow! Ding Ling clang!
After adapting to the brilliance, he looked carefully and saw that there were rune chains burning with white flames in the ball of light. The roots were entangled like snakes, forming a sphere. There seemed to be something sealed inside. The dazzling brilliance came from the gaps in the chains. Escape.
"The book of narrative, is it in here?"
Yan Xing was dazed and murmured in a low voice. His voice drifted into the endless black void and was quickly swallowed up without any response.
On the contrary, it is like a silent acquiescence.
There seemed to be a force attracting Yan Xing, making him couldn't help but step forward. The light shone on his face unusually soft and warm, and he slowly stretched out his hand towards the chain sphere.
This kind of treasure must be extremely well defended, right? Either there is a powerful guardian, or there are various tests that defy the heavens...
Card! Katcha!
The rune chain trembled and turned, the gap expanded little by little, and the radiance that escaped became even more vast. The shadow of the book in the mold lake could already be vaguely seen.
Yan Xing's eyebrows trembled and he sighed inexplicably in his heart. This guy was more proactive than him and couldn't wait. The so-called difficult test was simply overthinking.
The outstretched palm hesitantly stopped midway, failing to penetrate the ball of light.
At this moment, Yan Xing thought about a lot, including the original "Concept Editor", the Nine-Colored Flower, Kaka, the Broken Halberd Lu Bu's inheritance, and the scabbard given to him by Zang Wu...
Is there really no reason in this world?
Are the prices hidden behind these gifts, waiting for him to repay them in the future?
Thinking of the metaphors in some of Ji Ling's words and the struggle over logic, none of this is that simple. The methods of the detached ones are unimaginable!
Now, here comes another book of narrative...
"Haha, go to hell, if you have too many lice and it doesn't itch, you won't be the only one!"
Yan Xing cursed in his heart and looked back. The dark sword light condensed into one body stood silently in the endless darkness.
It seems to express a meaning, if you don't take this book away, you will be killed here!
After stepping into the big rift, he actually had no choice...
Buzz!
Even though his thoughts were raging, Yan Xing's face remained calm, his eyes were clear and bright, and his stagnant palm slowly reached out, crossing the barrier of the light ball, and holding the book among the many chains in the depths. books.
It's cold and a little heavy in the hand, but it has the softness of leather, as if you're holding a piece of warm jade.
Crash--
Following Yan Xingyi
Withdrawing his palm little by little, those rune chains seemed to be alive, dancing like snakes, gradually collapsing into a two-dimensional form, and imprinted on the book cover.
Buzz!
All the brilliance converged and dissipated, and the surrounding nothingness fell into darkness again. Only the books in Yan Xing's hands were covered with a thin layer of fluorescence.
Now that he has accepted the current reality, Yan Xing no longer thinks wildly, and feels calm in his heart. He begins to wonder what this book is and what he can get from it.
snort! If you want to take advantage of him, he won't admit it if you don't give enough benefits!
At worst, no one will be able to live well.
He stretched out his hand and wiped away the fluorescence on the book cover. A line of words was revealed in front of him. Yan Xing was stunned on the spot, his mouth opened a little bit unconsciously.
"Beautiful, beautiful all over the world?"
American comics? Is it the American comic he imagined? ?
Yan Xing was completely dumbfounded, shocked and surprised. Looking at the familiar English font, he was actually convinced in his heart that it was the American comic he was familiar with in his previous life.
These two words are very general and can be said to refer to many multiverse worlds of a certain category, such as the most well-known "Marvel" and "DC" systems.
"The book of narratives fills the sky with beauty. What does this mean?"
Yan Xing frowned and was filled with doubts. At this moment, he didn't even concentrate on leaving the big crack. He simply sat cross-legged on the spot and stared blankly at the books in front of him.
All questions can be answered by opening a book.
Aren’t books, throughout the ages, used to carry knowledge and answer confusions in the world?
Yan Xing stretched out his hand, slowly closed the cover of the book, hesitated slightly, and then opened it violently.
boom--
The opened pages of the book were turning without wind, blooming with infinite brilliance. Countless pictures were reflected in the eyes of Yan Xingtong. There was a thunder in his mind, and then his consciousness fell uncontrollably into the book.
There was a lot of noise, and the sound of Mohu flew past my ears.
"I am Iron Man!" 』
“Peter, with great power comes great responsibility. 』
"If we cannot protect the Earth, remember, we will avenge it. 』
"Dormammu, I'm here to negotiate. 』
"Ho ho ho!" I'm Hulk!
』
"Long live Wakanda!"
』
"Because I am Batman. 』
"You are not brave, humans are brave. 』
"The day is bright, the night is vast. Demons and demons have no place to hide. Evil and female cadres are afraid of my divine light. The green light stays on and shines forever. 』
"The smartest human being in the world is no more of a threat to me than the smartest termite." 』
"..."
"Dr. Chen, you have gone astray. Your experiment, replicating the Origin Blue Star, is wrong..."
"I'm here to correct you."
"Narrative, fifteen steps—"
Boom!
Holding a big hand, the boundless vastness of the sky collapsed into a book in an instant, and all reality fell into the narrative level.
"stop!
"
Clang! Groan——
The terrifying sword light tore apart everything, as if it had struck him across time and space. Yan Xing woke up from the bone-chilling cold, his face covered in cold sweat.
"It turns out, this is the book of narrative!"
"Hehe, hehe, hahaha..."
