Perfect World: From the Middle Period of Chaos

Chapter 244 Strange Land
In the sky, in the other world, in the depths of chaos, pitch black, nothingness, nothing.

In a special node, bursts of ripples suddenly appeared, stirring up gentle power, and spreading away to the outside world.

This place is far away from all the hustle and bustle, far away from everything, even if the Taoist ancestor came, he would be lost, and even the immortal emperor would have to go all out to rush on the road, and it would take tens of thousands of years to travel.

Song Hua opened up a secluded place here, and only he can find it here.

He is proficient in formations, the formation pattern and the avenue are fused together, even the ancestors can't notice the difference, and the chaos lotus of myriad calamities that he brought along is planted in it, which can perfectly shield the secrets of heaven.

A courtyard made of immortal bamboos at the level of Taoist ancestors. The courtyard is full of immortal medicines, which can make immortal kings crazy about them, everywhere here.

All kinds of rare and exotic objects piled up into a hill, and a bronze blood spear was soaked in a pool of blood several meters in size.

The blood pool exudes a thick dark substance, and the fragments of the supreme law are rioting. If there is no formation, perhaps its appearance will make the heavens fear.

The bronze blood spear killed eight immortal emperors, and their bones, primordial spirits, and everything were integrated into the blood spear.

All over the world, past, present, and future, he dared to say that no one's weapon could be more fierce than his.

Now the blood pool it bathes in is the blood pool formed by Song Hua's killing countless strange creatures. There are blood of real immortals, immortal kings, Dao ancestors, and even immortal emperors.

Beside the courtyard, a piece of land of tens of meters is shining brightly, and the crystal clear soil is exuding nine-color light mist, filled with the meaning of life, as if it can revive the dead heavens again, and it is also like the road of all life. source.

The Xia Rui is transpiring, the auspicious energy is wanton, and the fairy rain is permeating. If a mortal comes here and takes a breath, he will become a fairy immediately.

There are supreme powers and law fragments everywhere, and even the avenues of countless epochs.

Song Hua planted the scorched willow tree village into the original soil, and then purified the dark matter in Liushen's body with supreme magic power.

Slowly sort out Liu Shen's seriously injured master, so that her origin will not be eroded by the darkness, and the black mist on her silent primordial spirit will evaporate.

"Buzz!"

Just after planting, a tender green willow began to emerge from the top of Willow God's scorched black stump, and a few centimeters of small tender willow was swaying and emitting a warm light.

"With me here, you'll be fine." Song Hua murmured, the life in the mortal period is still vivid in his mind, that kind of experience is amazing.

Willow God has been the quasi-immortal emperor for hundreds of thousands of years, and Song Hua took Willow God to wander around the entire sky, watching the scorched vegetation in nirvana on the dilapidated land.

And it was also the first time for her to experience being a mortal, and realized that the world among mortals was not as beautiful as she imagined.

Immortal cultivators are aloof, as long as they don't die, they will be respected when they go to the mortal world, and even the emperor will kneel and lick like a dog.

When the country prospers, the people suffer; when the country perishes, the people suffer.

The gods they pray to day and night have no way to help them, and they are not effective at all.

This is also the reason Liu Shen realized. She had always been high above the world, without any aura of the world of mortals. Now that she has experienced a hundred years in the world of mortals, she has also realized another path.

There is not only one person walking on the road.

She is the ancestral worship spirit, in the original world, she is aloof and detached, she is loved by the whole world, and it is she who preaches, so that there are sacrifice spirits in the world, guarding the villages and tribes in the wilderness , Dynasty.

Song Hua stood quietly in front of God Liu, looking at the scorched wooden stake, feeling heartbroken and helpless, and said to himself: "The world is not peaceful yet, all of this is worth it."

On the day when the black disaster is brought to an end, he may take Liu Shen to travel through the heavens and worlds, leave the world of the trilogy, and take a look outside the chaotic world.

Now he can also travel alone, here, with Shi Hao and others, the darkness will be quelled sooner or later, he can completely ignore it and leave the trilogy.

However, the focus of this matter is to participate. Although the cultivation base of the Immortal Emperor is also the top powerhouse in other worlds, it is inevitable that he will encounter some kind of abnormality.

"Forget it, after thinking so much, there are still countless years left." Song Hua shook his head, and with a thought, he sensed the location of the Immortal Territory and understood the current time period.

Now, the chaotic ancient period has just ended, and all the powerhouses above the true immortals have followed Shi Hao to fight in the heavens.

Even in the broken fairyland, there is no longer a single true immortal, because after the great battle, those true immortals all hid themselves and disappeared from the eyes of the world.

There are also some true immortals who follow their broken hometowns and drift in the chaos.

Suddenly, Song Hua's expression became a little weird.

He saw Cao Yusheng crawling out of all things in the Deity Academy, looked around in a daze, and frowned, "Didn't I die in battle?"

He frowned, why did he still have memory?
He glanced at the soil of all things under his feet, he was familiar with this thing, and it could make the corpse of the fairy king give birth to a new soul, but not only did he not give birth to a soul.

Instead, he healed his wounds and even regained his life.

Afterwards, Cao Yusheng left the land of all things, and he found that his cultivation base was all gone.

Even the killing array that was in his body at that time disappeared, which made him anxious for a while.

"The principal is still fighting, Shi Hao is still fighting, they are all fighting, how can I be here!"

He ran out of the land of all things like crazy, and came to the square of Tianshen Academy.

At this moment, there are only a few people in Tianshen Academy, and these people were all sealed by the golden world back then.

"Hey, fat man, are you awake?!" After seeing Cao Yusheng in the distance, the Taiyin Jade Rabbit threw away the elixir in his hand, and came bouncing over to look around Cao Yusheng.

"What's going on, is the war over?" Cao Yusheng was puzzled.

"Yeah, it's over a long time ago. It's almost over a million years. If you didn't wake up, I would have gone to heaven with the dean." The little rabbit is very lively, with a face as smooth as an egg, and long silver hair as Waterfalls generally fall on the shoulders.

Afterwards, the little rabbit told Cao Yusheng the story after his death, and then told Cao Yusheng that he was in reincarnation, that is to say, he had to gather ten seals of reincarnation to become an immortal.

In every life, one must become a supreme supreme being. When he sits, he returns to the depths of the Deity Academy to sit and wait for a new life.

"Hahahaha, I understand, the turmoil has calmed down, there is no strong man in nine days and ten places, and the strongest man is Lao Tzu."

"This era is the Ming Ancient Era."

Cao Yusheng's chubby face couldn't help but started to laugh. He had already thought of a title, that is Mingzun, Mingdi.

Song Hua sensed this scene from an infinite distance away, nodded his head, and said to himself: "Since this is the case, I can rest assured to retreat."

He wants to break through the sacrificial path.

Maybe he can find another path of detachment, but he finds it troublesome.

After the turmoil is pacified, even if he does not have a cultivation base above the Dao of Sacrifice, the Dao of Sacrifice can traverse the heavens and the world.

Why blindly pursue the highest?

Song Hua left his own small world and continued to go deep into the chaotic region, walking all the way for 20 years.

The coordinates he arranged felt blurred, and even if it wasn't for his means to reach the sky, it would be the end of everything in the formation.

He can't sense the existence of the world of God anymore, and he has already stepped out of the edge of the world of the trilogy.

It is colorful and weird, surrounded by green and slippery liquid, and there are various black pillars standing upright.

Under the feet, there is a piece of scarlet viscous liquid, I don't know what it is.

The purple air here is extremely rich and viscous, like syrup, but the surface is shiny and slippery.

There is no avenue here, no aura and essence, only a pile of liquids of various colors, and colors Song Hua has never seen before, and he can't call them out.

"Through here, what does the outside world look like?" Song Hua couldn't help wondering.

But the moment he got close to those liquids, the moment he touched them.

His arm actually started to become unreal, and he even felt severe pain!

What is it that can make a strong man who has reached the peak of the Immortal Emperor feel pain, and even his entire arm is about to disappear?
At a glance, this place is vast and boundless, with no end in sight. Even if Song Hua tried his best to use his original eyes, he would not be able to see through this place. There are colors everywhere.

These colors are extremely complex, at first glance, people are dazzled and dizzy, all kinds of colors come together, merge with each other, and separate.

It was as if he had entered a viscous syrup of billions of colors.

"boom!"

Song Hua pushed his strength to the peak state, reached out to touch the liquid beside him, then scooped it up and observed it carefully.

It feels weird, like catching a cloud of air, but upon closer inspection, it's liquid.

After not paying attention to the things in his hands, he could feel that he was touching a ball of extremely terrifying energy.

"It's melting my mighty power and avenue!" Song Hua was extremely surprised.

Looking at a mass of white liquid on his head, it was clear that there was nothing there, but it was able to make his Dao begin to melt.

In the following time, he carefully studied this thing here, and found that there are hundreds of millions of colors here, and each color represents a system, a road.

Because when he touched the five-color mucus with the five-element law, he found that it didn't melt quickly, but was absorbing the liquid instead.

He didn't feel enhanced, though.

This made Song Huahe even more curious.

On the edge of the world, such a thing still exists.

It seems to be the source of all avenues, but it is more like a world barrier, preventing the creatures of the local world from going out.

Although there is no spirit and avenue here, Song Hua's own strength is still skyrocketing.

Because at his level, there is no need for spiritual energy and the Dao, he himself is the source and the end of the Dao.

On its own, it can continuously generate great power.

"Could it be arranged by that boss, after all, he is so powerful, how could he die, and there will be darkness in the sky." Song Hua has not read the patch episode of Shengxu, so he is guessing here .

He guessed that the boss was plotted against by someone when he broke through, and then fled to an infinitely far place, opened up a big world, and wanted to heal his wounds, but unfortunately, he still couldn't be healed and had to die.

After his death, he burned himself, but he didn't expect that the power left by his opponent in his body would evolve into dark matter, corroding the heavens and the world.

The more Song Hua thought about it, the more it seemed possible.

When he traveled through time, he also read the new book of the Red-haired Emperor, and saw Wang Xuan go to the Realm of Reality, so the old man who fell ill could be him.

"Damn, I know how to make up my brain every day, so I don't want to." Song Hua shook his head, feeling that the more he thought about it, the more outrageous it became. Anyway, after reaching a certain level, he will naturally know everything.

Next, he began to break through Ji Dao with all his strength, maybe Ji Dao could break through the barrier of this world, and find out the origin of this place, or the strangeness here.

ps: I coded a chapter just after get off work, and I haven't cooked yet.

Wait for more.

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