A World Worth Protecting

Hearing the words of the drunk, Wang Baole's eyes were deep, without answering, he calmly looked at the dissipating drunk and the world in front of him. After a few breaths, the entire city was like a broken bubble, collapsed and turned into nothingness. .

  While it dissipated, at the moment when the dream and reality crossed, Wang Baole's dreaming method also spontaneously circulated, seizing the interlaced moment and closing his eyes.

  At the same time, Wang Baole's body, who was sitting cross-legged under the overpass in the Xiangang Continent, was gradually blurred, as if he existed, and became the person in the painting. At this moment, he was wiped away little by little.

After being wiped away, after completely disappearing, Wang Baole, who was present in Yuanyu Daokong, slowly opened his eyes from closed, and his body gradually became flesh and blood until his eyes were completely opened and closed. Moment...

  He is no longer in a dream.

  What you see in front of you...It's a strange world!

  The sky here, like a fire, endless red, and smeared like blood, giving people an indescribable sense of evil.

  As for the earth, it's barren, and it's hard to see the traces of life while there is no grass. Even the ruins are within sight, without the slightest.

  It is as if this is the forbidden zone of life.

  Desolate, depleted, seems to be the main theme here, even the blowing wind gives people a rough feeling, falling on the body, making Wang Baole feel as if he is being dissipated.

   "The wind here... contains special rules, and it seems to be absorbing my vitality." Wang Baole felt it silently, and looked around again, then the divine mind suddenly dispersed and shrouded in all directions.

  He wanted to see what kind of area it was, but apparently there was suppression in this universe, and even Wang Baole’s cultivation level could only disperse part of it.

Although    is only a part, it is vast enough to be comparable to the size of the entire stele world.

  Within the scope of his divine consciousness, the earth has not changed at all, it is still the same, and there is no sign of appearance from the beginning to the end of life.

  Wang Baole narrowed his eyes, his body shook, his speed burst out, and he galloped towards the distance. After flying out for two hours, his brows gradually frowned.

Because according to what he knew before coming, there is a universe transformed by 108 majesty in Yuanyu Daokong. According to the truth, he should be in one universe at this moment, but two hours of galloping, even His divine consciousness was suppressed here, and it was enough to leapfrog a universe, not to mention, it was just a continent.

  But so far, what I have seen and felt has not changed in the slightest, nor has it reached the border of this continent. Life here is still extinct.

   "Something is wrong, there shouldn't be no life here... Otherwise, who is the countless light spots that I saw in Dream Dao before?"

  Wang Baole stood under the crimson sky, looking down at the earth, and looking up at the sky after a while. Since this continent seemed to have no end, he planned to go to the sky to see.

Thinking of this, Wang Baole's body rose suddenly and galloped towards the red sky, but this sky was also extremely weird, as if it had no end, no matter how Wang Baole moved forward, even if he went deep into the sky, red light filled the surrounding area. Still unable to rush out completely.

  It seems that the world he is in is like infinite, all positions are difficult to step out of.

  Even at the end, because the red light was too strong, it faintly transformed into a red mist, but he was still trapped in it and couldn't find the way to leave.

This caused Wang Baole's brows to continue to frown, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. After a pause, he lifted his right hand, and the Octopus Dao burst out in his body. As the power of the five elements flowed, he was about to forcibly break through the world. .

But at this moment, Wang Baole's expression suddenly condensed. Within the scope of his divine consciousness, there are fluctuations at this moment. If his divine consciousness is likened to a lake, then this fluctuation at this moment is like a stone falling into the lake. , Causing a slight ripple.

  Almost perceiving the moment of this fluctuation, Wang Baole’s spiritual thoughts have been locked fast, and he clearly perceives the red fog area. At this moment, there is a figure galloping at an extremely fast speed.

  This figure is quite weird. It is obviously far behind Wang Baole's speed, but even with Wang Baole's current cultivation base, he can't see it clearly.

   can only be faintly, at the moment of perceiving the past, it seems that the other person's whole person contains the meaning of joy, and even in the perception, he is also infected, and happiness emerges in his heart.

Even after this figure, there are still two figures that are as vague as the opponent, pursuing them quickly, and these two figures are even more enchanting than this joyful person, because to be precise, they have... Not a complete figure anymore.

In Wang Baole’s perception, these two pursuers seem to be between the physical and the illusion. In the real, the human form can be faintly recognized, but in the illusion, they disappear completely, leaving only two rhythms that Wang Baole has not heard. , A sickness, a slowness, drifting in his mind.

  Wang Baole narrowed his eyes. After observing for a while, he noticed that the three figures were chasing and were about to leave the range of his spiritual thoughts, so his eyes flashed, his body stepped forward and suddenly disappeared.

When    appeared, he was in the middle of these three figures. His appearance was so sudden that the pursued was also stunned for a moment. As for the two chasing, this was even more true.

Here, for some reason, Wang Baole can already see the appearance of these three people with the naked eye. The person being chased is a young man with a pale face and a shameless appearance. But for some reason, seeing him, Wang Baole's heart is obviously joyful. .

  The two pursuers were both middle-aged, with a gloomy expression and a sense of indescribable arrogance.

These two seemed to be more fierce. It was obvious that Wang Baole appeared suddenly, but after they were taken aback, their speed did not slow down, and they rushed directly toward Wang Baole. When they rushed, the two figures were blurred and disappeared. There were only two. The rhythm of the wisps is becoming more and more obvious, coming from far to near quickly towards Wang Baole.

   "What are their supernatural powers?" Wang Baole was curious, turned his head and asked the young man who was hunted down.

  At the same time, as the music was heard by Wang Baole, his body appeared to be controlled, and there was even a strange power, which was very cruelly rising in his body, as if it was about to burst and drown him.

  This made Wang Baole very surprised. Depressing his body, for those two ray of tones, he cultivated like a wild beast, like watching a small earthworm, and felt it carefully.

  At the same time, the person being pursued obviously didn't know what kind of existence Wang Baole was, so he flashed his eyes and sneered in his heart.

"When you meet a singer in the city of hearing, you are allowed to surround yourself with the rhythm. This person should be an ancient person who has just awakened. It's really stupid. If you ever meet, just ask questions like this. The stupid person will tell the truth." The young man snorted and looked at him. If you look at a dead person, you can feel that the next moment, this inexplicable person must die, turning his head and speeding up his escape.

  But as soon as his body shook and flew out less than ten feet, the two ray of rhythm behind him...stopped abruptly!

  After a moment, the young man turned his head subconsciously. The moment he saw the scene behind him, his eyes suddenly widened, as if he had seen a ghost.

"you you you…"

  At this moment, Wang Baole, who he saw in his eyes, was standing there, holding two strands of notes between the fingers of one hand, looking curiously, and constantly fiddled with it.

  And the two notes, trembling intensely at this moment, seemed to be horrified to the extreme, wailing while struggling, changed the rhythm.

   Just now, these two ray of tones, the most brutal end hit his majestic cultivation base, and then...they began to tremble and wanted to go backwards, but it was obviously too late.

  "What are their supernatural powers?" Realizing that the young man being chased stopped, Wang Baole raised his head, and amidst the two strands of notes struggling and wailing, he asked seriously again.

  The young man took a deep breath, and after struggling and hesitating for a while, he spoke obediently.

"Senior, they are cultivators from the City of Hearing. The exercises they practice are sound. All the sounds they can hear are their state of exercises. Those who have cultivated to a certain level can incarnate the rhythms of music and exist forever, immortal and immortal. ."

  The youth answered in detail...