Deep Space Beyond

In the outer space near the moon, there are not many steel warships and small spaceships.

There is Sanlangdui here, a spiritual world, and a fire that remains of a super mythical civilization. Recently, the laboratory in the old soil is working with Lixian to develop exotic areas.

"Wang Xuan is here." Someone said.

In a small spaceship, Wang Xuan's figure appeared and walked out.

Suddenly, a hazy light covered Wang Xuan and disappeared, and even the small spaceship was swallowed in, even the nearby superhumans and spaceships were affected.

Several of the spaceships disintegrated, leaving some wreckage that was cut off by an inexplicable force. In addition, there were remains of the limbs and blood of the extraordinary. .

"what's the situation?!"

The news came back to the ground, causing quite a stir.

An Cheng, Aoki looked serious, and immediately informed Zhang Daoling and the ancestor of Mingxue, as well as Wang Xuan's real body.

"The people in the big screen can't wait. This is to show that they will not let me go." Wang Xuan said in a deep voice, the robot that was swallowed up was modeled after him. .

Don't even think about it, it should be Zheng Yuantian's camp, thinking about his body is about to go crazy.

These days, Wang Xuan has been studying armor, trying to smelt it, mixing various materials together, not only the magic flower roots between the real and the illusory, but also the rust on the iron drill, and the real crystal of good fortune.

Of course, there is also the rust on the old bronze mirror, which is worn outside the armor.

"I'm almost done, I should be on my way, Zheng Yuantian of Gouyue, I didn't take the initiative to smash you to death, but I was murdered by you again and again!"

This time, innocent people were also injured. In outer space, seven or eight extraordinary people died tragically.

That night, in mid-air, a curtain of light appeared, and Zheng Yuantian, whose whole body was shrouded in black armor, paid the price, shot a light, and landed in the manor.

Wang Xuan's residence, the house was torn apart, disintegrated, and sank. A dark pit appeared on the ground, and even the reed lake was evaporated to dryness.

It's a pity that this place is empty, Wang Xuan is not there, and he has been away from Ancheng a few days ago.

"Old Zheng, do you want to drink, do you want to come over?" Outside Ancheng, Zhang Daoling opened his mouth and was walking on the moon, holding a bronze mirror in his hand, staring at him.

He clearly invited and warned secretly, don't go too far, don't hurt mortals!

Zheng Yuantian glanced at him indifferently, then disappeared, and the light curtain went out.

"Old Chen, guard my body!" The next day, Wang Xuan set off and was about to officially enter the fairyland. It was time to take the initiative to attack the enemy.

In the life of the earth, Wang Xuannei wears armor and coats the most popular clothes behind the scenes. He brings the flag of the **** of death, the furnace cover, etc., and takes a deep breath before setting off on the road.

The faint mist was transpiring, and he floated along with it, and along the direction of the mist, he walked all the way, the time and space were blurred, and the road was extremely quiet.

Finally, he stepped through the silent and dark area, and fell into the world behind the curtain with the vortex of mist.

It was still a post station, it was dilapidated and desolate, and there were red lanterns hanging at the door. He was already used to this familiar sight, and he strode forward.

He quickly passed through the dark area and entered the fairyland corresponding to the old land. He was farther than the previous ones, and what he saw was even more magnificent.

Two days later, Wang Xuan entered the immortal world full of vitality.

At this time, he was standing in a mountain range, and what he saw were magnificent mountains and rivers, fresh vegetation, clear blue sky, and occasionally huge birds of prey across the sky, casting large shadows.

"This is the Immortal Realm. When I entered, my footholds belonged to the most marginal areas. Now I finally see it." Wang Xuan looked over.

In the sky, there was a roar, followed by a rain of blood, he touched it, there was blood on his face and body, and he quickly raised his head.

In the sky, a monitor lizard covered in flames, flapping its wings, passed by, and was rolled down from the sky by the trunk of a black elephant covered in scales, and its body was broken in two in mid-air.

At this moment, Wang Xuan's body became cold, this is definitely a creature above the level of Earth Immortal, his Daoism is not enough to see here.

In the immortal world, the Taoism of all kinds of creatures is preserved, and a Beastmaster who jumps out at random will be very terrifying, and can slaughter an extraordinary person.

If it wasn't for Wang Xuan's body, there were small light groups one after another, he would want to turn around and go back, the immortal world is too dangerous.

It was a complex texture engraved by Zhang Daoling, Fang Yuzhu and others. Once activated and shot out, it is estimated that any light group can absorb the supermatter of the entire mountain range in an instant, forming a devastating storm.

"I'd better go outside the mountain. In case of encountering the Beastmaster, I'm forced to activate the marks of Lao Zhang and others. It's not worth it!" Wang Xuan frowned.

He didn't dare to walk in the deep mountains. He originally wanted to take a shortcut and cross this primitive mountain. Now, it seems that he should accept the reality of his virtuous behavior. He is very dishonest. On the land of the Immortal Realm, he is a member of the disadvantaged group, and it is more suitable to walk in a populated area.

Half a day later, Wang Xuan ran all the way. In the desolate area outside, he encountered a colony of ants, each as big as a watermelon, red all over, hard as iron, sprayed with acid and flames, all extraordinary creatures, chasing him all the way. kill.

If he died in the mouth of an ant, the fun would be great, and he was helpless to escape.

A day later, Wang Xuan encountered a group of big birds, and was forced to almost use the undead light escape given to him by the ancestors of the underworld blood.

He was walking outside the mountain and was stared at by these big birds. Each of them was six or seven meters long, with feathers like steel, which could easily cut off the top of the mountain. They were all raptors of the free-roaming level, and there could be nearly a hundred of them. They whizzed through the sky, and the leader was even closer to the Earth Immortal, treating Wang Xuan as a worm and wanting to eat it.

He was forced to use the earth escape, fled all the way, and sighed inwardly: "This trip is far from being as easy as I thought."

Finally, on the fourth day of entering the fairyland, he got rid of the predicament, left the no-man's land, and entered a very popular area.

Before he came, he had already done his homework. The immortal world is suitable for spiritual bodies to live in, and it is also suitable for living creatures with flesh and blood, which is half-material and half-energy plane.

This fairyland is attached to the old soil, much like its shadow, but it really exists.

Back then, when the people who had become ascent to the Immortals entered the big screen, many people used great magic power to reshape their bodies, regenerate their flesh and blood, and could reproduce normally.

At the same time, in the fairy world, there were originally many natives, and there were a large number of ferocious beasts. There are many theories about their origins.

A more reliable rumor is that they appeared with the birth of this semi-material plane, like fertile soil, which cannot always be desolate.

During this time, Wang Xuan got in touch with Fang Yuzhu, Zhang Daoling and others, and learned a lot, asked a lot of questions, and learned a lot of secrets.

For example, some Aboriginal people have been told by word of mouth that they live and die together with the big screen. And today Wang Xuan saw it, which confirmed some of the claims.

This is a large-scale village. The whole village is digging pits, choosing graves, and preparing for the overall burial, or sleep.

"The curtain goes out, the world dies, and we, like our ancestors, will fall into the Winter Era, waiting for a new life in the dark."

Among the indigenous people, some old people are presiding over ceremonies and making various arrangements. They know that the immortal world will be destroyed. According to the ancestors, they are waiting for recovery from death.

Wang Xuan thought about what Fang Yuzhu, Zhang Daoling and others had said, and combined with what he had seen and heard, he was also thinking about these things.

Some of the big curtains have been extinguished more than once, the long winter and night have passed, and some have really recovered in the end. As for the so-called indigenous people, there is no new life.

It can only be said that these aborigines, these villagers, are indeed seeing them off and burying themselves.

There are many immortals and more natives, but it is impossible for all of them to enter the real world. The base is too large. In addition, the consumption is amazing when crossing the border, and the spiritual imprint will be broken at every turn, and even the disciples of the gods are paying the price to pass through the curtain.

Wang Xuan sighed and looked up at the sky. It seemed that the sky was not so blue anymore. He felt a little twilight, and the atmosphere was extremely heavy and depressing.

Especially when he looked at the deep fairy world with his spiritual eyes, he felt its essence. This is indeed a rotten world. The half-material, half-energy plane will eventually collapse, and all the creatures in the world will die!

"It's really not easy to live." His heart was heavy, and everything he saw now would dim and die in less than a year.

Even if this fairyland is lucky enough to have a second or third chance to revive, but I don't know how long it will be, the real time changes, the prehistoric world is like clouds, and some stars in the universe are destined to disappear.

And every time it recovers, the fairy world needs to brew and take a long time, and it appears many years earlier than the mythical creatures.

When passing another larger town, Wang Xuan stopped. He felt a special kind of fluctuation here. The whole town was praying, offering sacrifices, and the emotions resonated.

Then, he saw an incredible scene. Yellow paper fell from the sky and was burning. It seemed to be in perfect harmony with the emotions of the people in the town. It was resonating, and there was a kind of sadness spreading.

"Look, our prayers are effective. We sleep here today. After endless years, we will all be reborn in the form of seeds. Maybe we will forget everything, but our life seal will be passed down, and there will always be a Others will wake up and remember what they saw today."

Among the aborigines, the old priest was extremely excited, leading the villagers to kneel and pray, murmuring loudly, and tears welling up in his eyes.

Wang Xuan was surprised and watched from a distance.

Then, light rain fell from the sky and fell into the town.

"Not all villages and towns can see the burning of yellow paper. What is even rarer is that we are lucky to be watered by the spiritual rain. Our future recovery is the seed of the new fairyland!" An old man cried.

Then, Wang Xuan saw that many people rushed into the distance, rushed to the cemetery, and began to bury themselves. Haha laughed.

Wang Xuan was terrified. He felt that his primordial spirit was under great threat. He directly took out the furnace cover, urged it, and placed it on the top of his head. He even protected his body with the God Slaying Banner, wrapping himself up, away from this area, and out of the light and rain.

"This kind of mysterious event is that Lao Zhang and the others have not studied it thoroughly, and they have almost never seen it with their own eyes. Only in the end of the decay of mythology, when the aborigines begin to disappear, can it be seen occasionally." Wang Xuan looked solemn.

He saw that many villagers fell straight down, motionless, and some people were rotten, as if it had been hundreds of years, thousands of years.

It can be seen that some light spots like seeds appear in some people's bodies, and they fly out. With the light and rain, they submerge into the ground, as if they are really going to sleep, and they have to survive the dark winter and the eternal night.

"Some of the legends are credible? When the new fairyland reappears, those spiritual substances will multiply, and "seeds" that are half material and half energy will automatically emerge?"

Later, when Wang Xuan heard the cry, he was horrified and felt a little familiar. He looked up and saw the end of the light rain, the highest point of the sky, where it was very blurry, as if there was a layer of boundary wall, and a little fire appeared dimly, as if someone was burning paper, and the fire was about to go out.

Wang Xuan's heart was greatly shaken, and he wanted to rush up. This was not the first time he had encountered such a thing. In the deepest part of his own special interior scene, he had vaguely seen and heard it.

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