Faced with Wu Wan's violent intimidation, it seemed that someone in the crowd was trying to stand up and say something.
However, before the other party could make a generous speech, Wu Wan's expression changed slightly.
Then, at a speed that exceeded the limitations of time and space, it evacuated most of the single universe that had been captured.
At the same time, in this starry sky and in this chaotic city, many strong men who have reached a certain level feel the feeling.
"The psychic network...is broken!"
"He...finally left?" All the strong men were pondering this question.
Time can cover up all secrets, and it can also make all secrets come to light.
Although the stories of Lin Xi...and Bai Fan and Bai Xuan may not really reach any corner of the world.
However, there are also various 'variant' stories that are spread based on the original story prototype.
Some knowledgeable and powerful people understand in their hearts.
At the top, there is a terrible and great will.
The spiritual network is the embodiment of that great will.
Perhaps one day, He will be reborn from that spiritual network, and then... once again stand at the top, dominate and control everything.
However, now the spiritual network that carries everything is broken.
This seems to indicate...that great existence has completely fallen?
"He died, but He left a legacy."
"Those thoughts that are spread throughout the starry sky and floating in the boundless land! They must hide the ultimate secrets about the entire universe, the starry sky... everything." The strong ones flew into the void one after another to snatch those things. Attribution of thoughts.
At this time, Bai Fan was dressed in white, just like Bai Xuan before.
The only difference is that he wears a black belt around his waist, with knives and swords on the left and right of the belt.
Zhao Wei'an stood next to Bai Fan. The two stood side by side, looking at the dark blue sky under the low star screen.
"You have worked hard for thousands of years, and finally you succeeded!"
"The spiritual network is broken, and his last support is gone. From now on, his name will be a past tense. Maybe there is another one..., but that is no longer the real him!" Zhao Wei'an said to Bai Fan.
Although he seemed certain that 'Lin Xi' was dead, he still did not dare to say the name directly.
In addition to not wanting to attract the attention of the Chaos Demon God Lin Xi, he was also worried that... his words would cause those fragmented and scattered 'thoughts' to find a foundation and support.
"Yes! I did destroy the psychic network."
"He buried the spiritual network very deeply, using different sects, different communication methods, and even different combinations of civilizations to build a huge network that only exists in the soul. Everyone can be the base point of the spiritual network· ··If it weren’t for the mutual conquest in Chaos City, which was in full swing, a large number of worlds would collapse. I wouldn’t have found such an opportunity!” Bai Fan frowned when he said this.
Even though it took thousands of years to finally achieve a certain goal, he didn't feel the least bit surprised.
He is always worried... Worrying that what he has done cannot destroy the conspiracy of that 'existence', but instead provides convenience for him.
"In short... stop those who want to gather their thoughts and receive his inheritance!"
"They only knew that it was good fortune, but they didn't know that it was a real danger." Bai Fan repeatedly calculated and reviewed the whole thing in his mind, and finally felt that he was right to do so.
At this time, all the thoughts entrenched in the starry sky formed a unique giant multi-faceted crystal.
If you look closely, you will see that it is composed of individual 'crystals' that are fragmented, scattered and incompletely fused.
And around this crystal, there are already too many strong men and forces entrenched.
Thousands of years of chaos in Chaos City have shattered a large number of civilizations and caused a large number of deaths.
At the same time, many strong men were quickly created.
They were not just killed out of blood and fire.
And they are often proficient in different skills of several... or even dozens of civilizations, with profound realms and strange methods.
Beautiful, gorgeous, powerful magic weapons, artifacts, etc., the accompanying light and shadow effects are like colorful rays of light, shining on the multi-faceted crystals.
Under the refraction of the multi-faceted crystal, the beautiful rainbow light spreads to half of the starry sky.
However, at this time, no one would be tempted by this beauty.
Because this beauty neither belongs to a garden full of innocence nor to a candy house full of dreams.
It's a real meat grinder.
Some people came alone... to compete for the heritage of 'Linxi'.
Some people came with their own huge forces.
We must bring this treasure from the 'ancestral spirits' back to our own civilization and world.
The spirit of the ancestors... This is a name given to Linxi by many ethnic groups or individuals who only have a partial understanding of the real Linxi.
They only know that in this starry sky, there exists a certain great existence that secretly controls and controls everything, but they do not know the true name of this existence or the story of its existence.
The battlefield is chaotic and extremely cruel.
Almost everyone who sets foot on this starry sky battlefield can't even tell where the enemy is. Maybe there are enemies in all directions.
Every stream of light flying through the window of the battleship may be a deadly magic weapon that is blooming with devouring flames.
Those buildings that seem strange and strange, flying in the starry sky, may be powerful fortresses, real weapons for clearing the area.
A large number of people who are ignorant of life and death and want to provoke will die inexplicably under their attack.
At this time, on this battlefield.
Apart from absolute strength, the only thing that controls life and death is luck.
The lucky ones are still alive, the unlucky ones are dead.
It has nothing to do with bravery, or even general level of strength.
Even immortals, true gods, and Arhats... are just slightly stronger cannon fodder on this battlefield where artillery fire roars and weapons and weapons splash.
Wanbao, who had lost his courage and was regarded as useless by Zhao Wei'an and others, was now commanding the empire's army, advancing towards the core area in a chaotic situation.
He had already sworn to lose something.
I have to take them all back.
It doesn't matter if you are underestimated.
It doesn't even matter if he is not considered an opponent and is far behind.
At least he once stood at the top of the times and knew some truths.
He wants to seize that 'legacy' before everyone else does.
As long as he gets the inheritance, he will be able to fly up and completely reach the entire starry sky... without going beyond the starry sky, he will become one of the very few top experts in the wider universe.
No more slanderous definitions by any other existence.
"not good!"
"Targeted!" Wanbao didn't even notify the loyal imperial soldiers around him.
He didn't even care about the beautiful white-haired triplets he had just blessed.
With a flickering jump, he escaped from the giant battleship.
In an instant, a thick black light flashed.
It was once so powerful that most of the huge fleet in a small area was emptied out.
The one who took action was a creature that looked like a black kitten.
It licked its paws, its golden pupils showing human contempt.
At this moment, a mountain peak not far away was spinning like a millstone.
Countless sharp sword energy swept back and forth with the entire mountain as its core.
Wherever the light and shadow of the sword energy passed, everything seemed to be turned into powder.
The black kitten that had just cleared the Wanbao fleet was drawn into the sword energy.
Forced by the sword energy, the black kitten turned into a giant tiger that swallowed the sky.
What is spitting out is the mysterious light that penetrates everything.
The huge sword pierced through everything and cut the giant black tiger in half.
The sword energy continued to be breathed out, and the giant black tiger was cut into pieces.
"Zhao Wei'an...!" Wanbao looked at the mountain that was constantly rotating as it released its sword energy with a complicated expression.
He knew that Zhao Weian himself was not in the fairy mountain called 'Wanjian Mountain'.
It is even clearer that the current Wanjian Mountain is just in its most ordinary state.
Just like the sword that killed the giant tiger, there are 359 more swords in the entire Wanjian Mountain.
In Wanjian Mountain, there are 360 giant swords, like 360 demons that have been hungry for a long time. They are snatching madly, devouring all the killing energy, and the dark red color represents absolute killing. Sword Qi surrounds these giant swords and condenses out.
And more small, dark red flying swords surround the 360 huge sword peaks, spinning back and forth, full of spirituality.
These dark red flying swords seemed to have noticed Wanbao's prying eyes, and a small piece of dark red flying swords rushed directly towards Wanbao.
Halfway through the speed, a huge sword wing formed.
Wanbao snorted coldly and clenched his fists.
Then his whole body was covered with a thick layer of golden light, and his fists were ignited with red flames that burned nothingness.
The fiery red fist and the dark red sword wing collided instantly.
The physical strength that Wanbao had been honing and accumulating for so many years suddenly exploded.
He was already scared!
So he hated his own weakness.
Every time he hated it, he would exercise his body desperately.
Until now...even he himself didn't quite know the upper limit of what his body could bear.
Despite this, the more powerful his body was, the more insecure he felt.
Perhaps the only thing that can truly give him a sense of security... is the legacy left by 'that person'.
The wings of the seemingly indestructible and fierce dark red sword were shattered by Wanbao's fist. The entire dark red sword wing was like a torn canvas, with large holes leaking out. .
The manic flames, like tarsal maggots, stained the small dark red swords, burning the killing and evil energy on the small swords until the small swords were reduced to ashes.
The sword wings composed of dark red swords were rapidly reduced by Wanbao's blow.
The dark red sword wings looked like they were about to disappear.
Wanbao suddenly felt a sense of pleasure, as if he had defeated Zhao Wei'an.
Wanbao has not felt this kind of bursting heartiness for a long time.
But then, he felt a little sad.
It's sad that he just defeated some small tricks arranged by Zhao Wei'an, so he was so complacent.
Once, he was superior to Zhao Wei'an.
Once... they were at least neck and neck.
But now, I have to feel guilty like this!
Simply pathetic!
Totally ridiculous!
With a flying kick, he completely kicked the remaining broken shapes of the dark red sword wings into pieces.
Seemingly irritated by Wanbao's madness, more dark red swords flew towards him.
A large number of dark red small swords, like a dark red cloud, contain infinite murderous intent.
Wanbao knew something was wrong and did not want to use his tempered body to resist these sharp and terrifying flying swords.
Just as he was about to retreat, the dark red clouds suddenly exploded and turned into circles of clouds, covering him up, down, left, and right. No matter which direction he broke through, there would be countless small swords aimed at him. Come up and encircle.
"You think you've got me?"
"You don't even use the main sword, you're going to kill me?"
There was a crazy sneer on Wanbao's lips.
When his arms shook, the golden light covering his body lit up in the starry sky like hot fireworks.
Wanbao is wrapped in this ignited golden flame.
The phantoms of various magical beasts appeared one after another behind him.
Immediately afterwards, these shadows roared and threw themselves into his body, turning into armor and weapons on his body.
The long stick danced fiercely, like a whirlwind blowing up. Under the waving of Wanbao's long stick, a huge energy vortex gradually formed along the trajectory of the long stick.
Under the interference of the energy vortex, the dark red cloud composed of the dark red sword gradually became unable to maintain its original operating mode and was sucked into the vortex Wanbao danced out of.
Layers of dark red cloud threads were adsorbed to one end of the long stick.
A large amount of energy residue adheres to it, pulling on the long stick in Wanbao's hand, making it become more and more jerky.
Gradually... the long stick seemed to turn into a dark red sledgehammer.
"Zha!"
Wanbao shouted loudly and slammed out the long stick.
The thick dark red cloud was smashed into a hole by Wanbao, and Wanbao quickly flew out.
Looking at the dark red clouds chasing behind him, Wanbao held the ball with both hands. A golden energy ball condensed in his hands, and then grew bigger and bigger.
In the end, it turned into a golden, almost transparent, terrifying symbol.
The symbols twisted crazily, involving various rules and powers, twisting light and shadow, and resisting the oppressive sword energy.
go!
Wanbao threw the sphere into the dark red cloud.
Suddenly, a huge mushroom cloud exploded from the cloud. The small swords that made up the dark red cloud seemed to scream in pain as the energy burned. The dark red cloud that was originally thousands of miles long quickly shrank. .
Before Wanbao could feel proud for a moment, a large meteorite hit him directly.
Wielding his long stick, he shattered the meteorite with one blow.
But the real murderous intention is not the meteorite, but the black giant sword in the meteorite.
The moment Wanbao's long stick touched the giant sword.
Wanbao seemed to see millions of powerful sword cultivators swinging their swords at him at the same time.
This is some variant application of 'Battle Law Body'.
There is no need for the monks to combine into a huge body, but to use some form of bonding one move after another and perform them together to become an extremely powerful and great attack move.
Sharp, sharp, decisive, clean and tidy... This is the sword that gives Wanbao all the feelings and experiences.
When he saw this sword, his soul seemed to be cut off by it.
Wanbao smiled wildly.
He felt he was being humiliated and belittled.
At this time... Until this time, the abominable Zhao Wei'an did not show up to say hello to him.
Instead, use this...use this outdated, outdated method to target him!
The huge mecha emerged in the golden light.
This special 'mecha' that looks like a golden Buddha but is full of a mechanical punk feel completely envelopes Wanbao.
The boundless sea of blood undulated beneath the feet of the mecha driven by Wanbao.
The ship-cutting sword vibrating with high-frequency particles is entangled with the sceneries of hell.
The immeasurable power of the Vajra Angry Buddha blooms from this Buddha mecha.
Wanbao was driving the mecha, as if it had turned into a light source, shining on the black giant sword. The originally substantial giant sword became illusory under such strong light.
Some swordsmen who don't practice enough have their moves no longer coherent.
So much so that they passively left the 'group'.
At the same time, the powerful sword intent united in one place, breaking through the surface mecha and slashing directly into Wanbao's heart.
Wanbao curled up and turned into a golden relic.
Then it floated up to the center of Buddha Mecha's eyebrows and turned into a point between his eyebrows.
Infinite light and immeasurable dharma shine out from the 'relic', and the Buddha's mecha becomes fully active.
"My Buddha is compassionate!"
The sound fell, and the ship-cutting knife and high-energy particle cannon were unleashed at the same time.
The black giant sword suddenly dissipated, and the space was like a flung cloth, rippling like waves, and finally exploded next to the golden Buddha mecha.
puff!
The Wanbao that turned into relics did not remain proud for long.
He was struck by a 'nail'.
He looked aside in horror.
A black figure, abrupt and strange, appeared diagonally above Wanbao.
In the windless void of the universe, the cloak on the black shadow seemed to be flying in the wind, and the whole person was changing between reality and reality.
He looked incredibly real.
But extremely false.
Just like... the people in the photo have come to reality.
It's based on someone in reality, but it's definitely not that person.
A black claw clawed hard at Wanbao.
Wanbao converted to Mahayana Buddhism, and the Buddha's mecha he obtained inexplicably lost its golden light and retracted into the spiritual platform.
No matter how Wanbao urged it, it never appeared again.
Wanbao was shocked and knew he had met his nemesis.
But he wasn't really panicked.
Without the mecha, he still has a powerful physical body.
Layers of spiritual spells are superimposed on the body, forming various bonus halos.
When the power reached its peak, Wanbao faced the shadow and punched hard.
Fists and claws mingled together.
Dozens of caves of different sizes suddenly erupted in the surrounding space.
The strong force of space crushing and tearing crushes all cosmic energy.
Wanbao's entire right arm drooped weakly, trembling slightly.
For the time being, he has lost the ability to fight again.
He thought that his body, which had been tempered to the extreme, was so... useless.
"Who are you?"
"Don't think I can't guess it!"
"Are you Qin Geng or Wu Wan?"
"No! You shouldn't be them...!"
"Who are you···!"
