Chapter 428
Judging from the current stage, the level of the treasure is higher than that of all practitioners, otherwise, the super peerless world would not be afraid of feathered banners, human swords, etc.
The words of the round-faced girl confirmed Wang Xuan's conjecture that there is still a great realm that living beings can no longer reach by themselves, and can only look at the deep universe and sigh.
"The level of the treasure is the crystallization of a mythical civilization. For example, the supreme rule of the immortal world-the Old Testament, turning firewood into fire, and burning the texture of the scriptures contained in the endless classics of the extraordinary civilization, can give birth to the treasure."
However, not all mythical civilizations can leave the brainchild in the end, and more often end in failure.
According to speculation, up to now, in the eternal night, a total of more than a dozen mythological civilizations have appeared, each of which is not very long, and only four or five treasures are left.
"The sixth big realm, which is the last realm, is called Yudao." The round-faced girl reminded that in the spiritual world adjacent to foreign lands in outer space, that civilization once forged the Yudao flag, but it seemed to be falling apart again. The treasure is gone.
Wang Xuan showed a strange expression. Every great realm is similar to the name of the treasure, which is interesting. He asked: "Could it be that there is another treasure corresponding to Mutian?"
"It is reported that there used to be a mirror named Mutian Mirror." The ghost monk told, this made Wang Xuan startled, did such a thing really exist? !
The round-faced girl felt a little happy even when she became serious. Her small round face was fleshy, but her eyes were big. She said: "However, some people say that it is not far from the treasure, and some people say that it is broken. There is no corresponding treasure in the realm now."
"Is there any clue to prove that the Mutian Mirror once existed?" Wang Xuan wanted to know its whereabouts.
"It has been disabled for a long time, and I can't find it all. There is a high probability that only Zhang Daoling has a small piece of broken mirror in his hand." Little White Tiger said.
When Wang Xuan heard it, he was fascinated, and he also understood why Lao Zhang always held a rusty broken mirror. He liked to use it to peep when he had nothing to do, and he often used it to hit people. That thing was so big!
After thinking for a while, he asked: "Our extraordinary civilization is about to end, will it give birth to treasures and leave behind the brainchild of mythology?"
The ghost monk nodded and said: "Of course, any civilization wants to leave its own traces before it is destroyed, proving that it once existed, but it is very difficult, most civilizations have failed."
According to what he said, before the curtain goes out, when the light comes back, it is the time to refine the treasure, and he also mentioned the Old Testament, which is related to it.
"Before the myth dies out, the Old Testament turns into the firewood of the avenue, the fire of civilization, which can leave traces of our civilization and breed treasures."
Speaking of this, the round-faced girls were a little bit embarrassed. These powerful gods will eventually die in the future. No one can live for a long time. That is to say, the treasure can prove that they have existed.
"I'm confident that if we find a way out, a new myth will be created soon?" Wang Xuan said.
"Is there any way out? Even Fairy Fang only reached this height in the last years of Mythology. Even she can't help it. There is no hope. You can find it?"
When it came to this, the round-faced girl lost her spirits, and the ghost monk was similar, losing all energy. Although the two of them knew that Wang Xuan was extraordinary, it was too late after all, he hadn't reached the level of a free and easy excursion yet, everything was too late.
The round-faced girl said: "It's a pity, you were born in the wrong era, a cub with great potential, although he has the qualifications of a beast king, he has no time to grow up."
"I suspect you are scolding me." Wang Xuan looked at her.
"Why did I scold you?" The round-faced girl glared at him.
"You are a tigress, why do you say I am a cub?" Wang Xuan questioned.
"Aww..." The little white tiger was extremely angry. Behind her girl, a phantom of a white tiger appeared, pretending to be aggressive, baring its teeth and claws.
Wang Xuan stretched out his hand, and directly pulled her small round face aside, and then pressed down the white tiger body to keep it from screaming, because it was too noisy.
Huang Ming came again. He originally wanted to add water and greet him personally, but he ran away after seeing this scene. It's better not to get involved, for fear of being silenced by the demon lord's first confidant, Lord Baihu.
"Do you dare to touch me?" The round-faced girl was angry, as if she was going to get angry and wanted to clean up Wang Xuan.
The ghost monk kindly reminded him, saying: "In this world, you can't beat him now."
Wang Xuan went downstairs humming a ditty, feeling happy, the round-faced girl behind her was very angry, but she really couldn't beat her, so she could only stare blankly.
Walking through the rain curtain and seeing the ruined area on the long street, Wang Xuan's heart was heavy again. With extraordinary means, he almost shrunk the ground to an inch, walked out of Ancheng, and returned to Qingmu's manor. He was extremely serious all the way. Began to prepare hard.
Starting tonight, he adjusted himself, both physically and mentally, to reach the realm of flawless perfection, and within two days at the latest, he had to go to the ethereal land.
"Strive to shock you all down!"
This night, he sat quietly and did not move, and all the battles at the peerless level appeared in his mind, so as to touch himself and realize the path of a higher level.
Even, early in the morning, he went out again, watching the traces of the battle outside Ancheng in the light rain.
For the next two days, his mind was full of Fang Yuzhu, Yaozhu, Zhang Daoling and others' combat appearances and supernatural powers.
"If you think too much, it's useless to look too far, let's measure my own path with my feet!"
In the middle of the night, Wang Xuan was clear-headed and ready to go on the road. As far as his personal safety was concerned, the environment in the end of the mythology was getting worse and worse. He needed strong strength to change everything!
Wang Xuan has never paid so much attention to it as he does now. In the past, when he was almost ready, he went directly to the land of nothingness. This time, he was eager to succeed and did not allow failure. The main reason was that he was under too much pressure, so he paid great attention to details and everything must be perfect. Perfect.
"What is that?" When he was at his emptiest physically and mentally, the primordial spirit glowed, like a lighthouse in the dark night, illuminating the way ahead, and at the same time he saw the light in the distance.
Faintly hidden, there is a bloody chain spreading from the depths of the endless darkness, trying to get close to him, is this trying to lock his soul?
He frowned, watching the blood-colored chain approaching, emitting a faint light, feeling very uneasy that the chain was going to lock him and take him away.
At this moment, he broke out in a cold sweat. It was like a terrible nightmare. He was awake, but his body seemed to be disobedient, and there was no way to change anything.
However, after the bloody chain approached him, it began to break from the end, burned, and faded away, but it failed to approach him completely.
"Huh?" Wang Xuan was surprised and opened his eyes. What were those just now?
He meditated again, and in the most luminous state, he felt again, in the endless darkness in the distance, there seemed to be a pair of scarlet eyes peeking out, and there was a chain dripping with blood, slowly approaching him, trying to lock his soul away .
In the other direction, there is a hazy light, and two shadows chant sutras. At first it is a weak voice, and then it is a loud voice from the sky, which turns into an invisible force and cuts off the chain of dripping blood, making it impossible to approach.
Beyond the endless void, in the darkness, there are two lights, the mysterious shadow of the man who locked him with a blood-dropping chain? Who are the people who recite the scriptures, a man and a woman?
Wang Xuan was startled, he thought the incident was over for a while, but unexpectedly the danger never went away, it was always there, those scarlet eyes were too scary.
"What's wrong with you? You're restless. How do you break through in this state?" Chen Yongjie was surprised. He helped him protect the law, but found that he was sweating coldly.
"I sensed something, somewhere, as if someone came from an endless and distant place, trying to harm me!" Wang Xuan described that state.
"curse!"
"An ancient spell!"
The two of them spoke almost at the same time, thinking of the records in the ancient books, that those with extraordinary talents and limitless creatures can sometimes catch factors that are not good for them when they are in the most clear state.
In that kind of emptiness, what Wang Xuan saw and heard was very real, but he didn't see the shadow, but perceived his method, which was an extremely powerful ancient curse.
"He did it, cursed me?"
"The pair of shadow Taoists did the same thing and cast another ancient spell to help you resolve it."
After pondering, the two deduced the truth.
"No wonder the two of them told me not to run around recently, the curse cast on me by the shadow has not been completely resolved!"
Wang Xuan's face was gloomy, and his mood suddenly became not so good. He really wanted to kill that mysterious person, he was too domineering, and he was everywhere.
He stopped, very serious, thinking about whether there would be any adverse effects in breaking through in this state.
"If it weren't for the man and the woman, I might have been harmed..." Wang Xuan was shocked and angry, and being harvested as leeks again and again really made him suffocate.
In the eyes of that person, he was just a prey, a small herbivorous beast, there was no danger, and he was ready to raise the butcher knife to kill it at any time.
"Calm down, the best counterattack against him is that I keep getting stronger, he can't do anything to me, and he will be killed by me sooner or later!"
Wang Xuan reminded himself, don't be anxious, don't be afraid, the road ahead is going down one step at a time, at least in this world, time is on his side!
He calmed down, and at the same time felt more and more that breaking the limit is extremely important, and in a state of emptiness, he was able to discover the powerful malice in the dark!
Old Chen said: "I'm afraid it's not just as simple as breaking the limit, there should be a factor of the spiritual eye, which is originally related to the perception and intuition of the primordial spirit. This kind of eye is too special!"
Wang Xuan nodded.
"Spirit, the inner self, can actually detect the threats outside the endless time and space, but it can be keenly vigilant and extract the external dangerous factors."
The spiritual eyes that are not tenth stage breaking the limit cannot perceive these at all. In the past, he didn't pay attention to these things, but now he feels that it is very necessary to always explore and seek the best from within.
After waiting for a few more days, Wang Xuan became clear again, and found that the blood-dripping chain was weak and blurred, and it was about to dissipate completely.
And in the darkness, in the endless distance, those scarlet eyes also began to close slowly.
"No, why is there a golden light rising up, very bright in the darkness, showing golden eyes, very cold, very vicious, who is this? There is no end, it is slowly approaching, and something new will happen again?"
Wang Xuan's face is ugly, are there so many hidden threats?
Until the next day, his hair stood on end, and he felt that the golden light was infinitely approaching, and he left immediately through the sound transmission, and then he stared and looked, and ran away resolutely.
At this time, he actually felt like the end of the world was coming.
boom!
A big curtain appeared on the spot, a gap was opened, and his house was swallowed up. A strong man suddenly made trouble, trying to drag him into the fairy world.
Wang Xuan stood in the distance, his eyes were deep, the danger was never far away, it was always there, with a murderous look on his face, eager to give them the strongest counterattack.
That day, when he introverted himself again, he found that it was finally quiet, and there were no scary eyes prying in the darkness for the time being.
This time, he didn't have any hesitation anymore, and took advantage of this short moment of tranquility to rush directly to the Misty Land, to break through. Chen Yongjie and Aoki helped him protect the law.
"The eleventh paragraph, the current frontier field of mythology, belongs to the taboo place in the theory. It is unknown how many people have ever established a foothold. Maybe they have never been. I... come!"