Chapter three hundred and forty-four: The boiling sacrifice sea, thoughts and motions blur the heave
Chapter three hundred and forty-four: The boiling sacrifice sea, thoughts and motions blur the heave
Outside the earth, strange substances boiled endlessly, rushing in ten directions along with the waves of the sacrificial sea.
"Boom! 35
The wild and extreme vast fluctuations oscillated from the unnamed place.
Time and space are disintegrating, concepts are burning, and all worlds are lit like a fire, turning into a wick to illuminate the ages.
Ignore space, ignore distance, ignore time, ignore the sky, ignore the obstruction of anything.
A round of hazy outlines appeared, which could not be clearly seen, and could only be seen vaguely as a human figure.
Under its feet, there is also the only dragon that is huge enough to surround the heavens.
After that, the avenue was broken, and there was no concept at all.
Everything is unified, all are constricting, squeezed by terror, the heavy folds spread out like wave circles, sweeping across the entire sea at an extremely fast speed.
The sacrifice sea was boiling, and the blood-colored sea water tumbled, as if it had been boiled.
Braving the red smoke, it was ignited, and there was a terrifying pressure, and the sea water was cutting off.
The world was turned upside down, and time and space fell apart.
fantasy, illusory, falling into reality
No matter what it is, it is teetering on the edge of truth and falsehood, crumbling, and whether it exists or not, meaning and value have been completely defined.
The only thing that binds all things, the visible and invisible are also included and cannot be escaped.
The world is showing such terrifying changes, even the sea of sacrifice is dimmed, and the scarlet light is no longer dazzling.
The sacrificial sea shook, and the entire sea tumbled violently, as if some behemoth was about to recover and to change all the established possibilities.
A layer of halo spread out, covering or above like a wave of light, covering up the scarlet, like an illusory fire burning.
The big tear cut off the surface of the ocean and went deep into the bottom of the sea, as if it would affect the origin of the heavens and distort everything.
Countless blood and bones are being reborn, and countless multiverse wreckage is reflecting vitality at this moment.
The past, the non-existent, the unknown, the perished, all return.
Life and death are dead, and a thought is reversed!
True or false, I define it!
Jiang Feng glanced flatly, and countless great worlds with only remnants of ruins rose up from the sky, radiating with incomparable vitality.
Those creatures awakened in the mist, and reborn in the demise of the past.
Even, there is a peerless brilliance blooming, and a heavy infinite multiverse has been salvaged.
There is a supreme being who returns quickly without thinking or reciting, and for a time, sacrifices to the sea, and the brilliance is prosperous.
The major evolutionary paths complement each other, the major systems contend, and they are all shining brightly.
There is also a grand vision of Taoist ancestors mending the sky, and the supreme fishing of all worlds.
But after those creatures woke up, whether they were humanistic monks, immortal kings, quasi-immortal emperors, or even immortal emperors Lu Jin, they all bowed their heads and paid homage to Jiang Feng.
Devoted, sincere, and shocking, it is like the emperor of heaven sitting on the top of the sky, accepting the worship of all beings.
Jiang Feng Gujing did not waver, just stretched out a palm, and in an instant, the world changed.
The countless great realms that were still suspended above the sea of sacrifice a moment ago were moved to the Heaven Continent by him in an instant and merged directly there.
Those are all the great worlds that were sacrificed in the "near" era, and three of them are the highest, and they are the strongest in each extremely glorious era.
There are thousands of quasi-immortal emperors and Taoist ancestors.
But in the great sacrifice, he became a sacrifice and fell forever with the great world.
They were all resurrected, summoned back in utter silence, breaking the impossible limits.
Jiang Feng did not continue to dig deeper, with his current "weak" power.
A single finger is comparable to the combined force of the digital ancestors. It is indeed terrifying, but it cannot really reverse everything.
Doing that forcibly would have an impact on this avatar and damage its physique.
After all, it is the body of the Immortal King that drives the power of several systems that pay attention to characteristics.
It is not the only feature of the true emperor, but the features added in the magic revision Immortal King Realm, which will be somewhat insufficient.
If the more distant dead past were forcibly changed, there would be no shortage of cultivators who would fall or become new ancestors.
For him, it would be a little bit insignificant, but he didn't want to do that.
After all, the plateau is "weak", and there are only so many ancestors in total.
Only those who later made sacrifices by themselves and were besieged and degenerated to become the new ancestors are the real powerhouses.
If there is too little, the quality will also decrease. When the sandbag is played, it will feel too weak and lack the tough hitting effect.
After all, even if this body is the "extreme immortal king", the strength of the power is equivalent to the energy level of thousands of ancestors, and the consequences of poor power control will be very bad.
And he is not alone, there is also the incarnation of a real dragon, although it is an incarnation.
But it is also the top existence under the peak of the true emperor, slightly weaker than the incarnation of Jiang Feng.
Time is chaotic, there is no longer a spatial scale, and all kinds of inexplicable shapes are distorted.
The sacrifice sea has been turned into two halves, and an endless big crack in the middle spans the other side.
Time and space are approaching, heaven and earth are approaching, an inexplicable force is tearing everything apart, and the unique unique characteristics are spreading, stirring up the world.
The wave-like phantom, without the concept of distance, is out of control.
Countless remnants of the world swept across the entire sacrifice sea with one breath, and the impact was absolutely unparalleled, even the Immortal Emperor would die tragically on the spot.
Jiang Feng stood still, looking down at the ocean that was divided into two in front of him.
It is not that he is approaching time and space, but time and space are approaching him, with all the concepts, are gathering towards that unknown existence.
It seems that there is a source of infinite gravity, countless wreckages of the great world, the era of burial, and even the entire sea of sacrifice, are all moving towards the only concept.
Yes, Jiang Feng and Zhenlong didn't make a move, they just stood there, ignoring the direction towards Ertu.
The entire sea of sacrifice was reversed by the huge unique force, like a giant ship that was docked, pulling countless concepts to come closer.
Countless continents that floated under the sea quickly flew away and rose, and were torn apart by the huge uniqueness.
It was as if the folded piece of paper was opened again, and there were chaotic scenes everywhere.
Even the arrival of the Immortal Emperor cannot be understood, the unique feature of the trilogy is that everything in the world has the ability to reduce dimensionality, and it is extremely terrifying.
Now it has gradually faded, and the sea offering of the seabed continents flying out of the sea (Wang Nuo's) is the best illustration.
"."Roar!"
grey, black, gold, silver...
The smog entangled with all kinds of different substances was broken, the fog dissipated, and the ominousness attached to nothingness quickly dissipated.
With a dragon roar, the ancients curled up, the only catastrophe blessing, one thought turned the three thousand avenues into the highest catastrophe, and the highest sacred will fall into eternity.
Leaving all the worlds, the eerie plateau that has existed for eternity soared up, swept across the shore independently, and was relocated in the breath.
There is their ancestral land, their origin mad.
It also carries the ashes of an unknown creature, from which all unknown disasters originate.
The catastrophe of ancient times, the past where the highest civilizations were sacrificed, are all just because of a big sacrifice for whom I don't know!
No one knows exactly why the strange race does this, and what purpose it has.
Most civilizations don't even know where they came from, only that there are unknown beings outside the world watching them.
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