Devil Seeds

When the torrent from the world is rolling in.

The god of hunting and light, without even having time to think, was already cut into the most primitive particles, and evenly sprinkled into the boundless God Realm.

Even the last remnants of resentment and resentment fell into the abyss to fill the imprisoned ancient gods.

Ke Xiaoliang's use of him was not wasted at all.

As for Ke Xiaoliang's feeling at this moment, it was as if mountains that suppressed his body and mind were quickly pulled away.

The pressure from the feedback from the wild world was immediately relieved a lot.

After all, to use Ke Xiaoliang's true cultivation level before becoming a mythical true immortal to promote a wild world with mythology as the main body, even with the escort of golden fingers, it is inevitable that it is a little bit reluctant.

As for the present, a broken world that once gave birth to a brilliant mythical civilization, its various supplements to the wild world are immeasurable.

Simply using "a wave of fat" to describe Ke Xiaoliang's current state is far from enough.

What's more perfect is that because of the active cooperation of the God of Hunting and Light in the Broken World, Ke Xiaoliang's Savage World absorbs the Broken World, and more magic points are used to build the divine power channel, absorbing and merging the world. Consumption, in fact, is not too much.

Far from reaching Ke Xiaoliang's bottom line of tolerance.

At this time, those practitioners from reality may not have a very thorough sense of reality. Their souls, after all, do not belong here, and their keen sense of changes in the world is far inferior to that of the aborigines here.

For those aborigines who were originally born in the wild world, the world in their eyes... seemed to suddenly become clear in an instant.

Those originally vague and rough connections and interactions with Father God and Ancestor God suddenly became much clearer and more thorough.

Just like the barrier between the gods and the world, the invisible space suddenly becomes thinner.

Fortunately, the wild world is vast and difficult to estimate, and the connection between tribes is not close. The primitive tribal civilization has not yet bred a prosperous and prosperous writing, unified communication methods, customs and so on.

This also allowed this sudden drastic change to be digested quite 'quietly'.

For Ke Xiaoliang, this is of course a great thing.

"Did something happen just now?" Wang Yu changed into the shape of a white deer, walked in the mountain stream, integrated himself into the perspective of a deer, and experienced the world from a different angle. And at the moment when the world was changing drastically, from his perspective, he also seemed to see an invisible wave sweeping the entire world quickly but completely.

Unsettled, Wang Yu's spirit shrank back into a human form again.

In reality, there is still no conclusion regarding the competition for the fake Wanxian Cauldron.

At this point it looked like Jianzong had the upper hand.

As a violent sect that keeps pace with Ji Dao Sect in the practice world, Jian Sect's strength on the frontal battlefield will never be doubted.

And because the Ji Dao Sect put more energy and power into the wild world, as a result, the strength of the Ji Dao Sect was not enough to compete with the monks of the Sword Sect on the East China Sea.

It's just that the many monks who are fighting for the fake Ten Thousand Immortal Cauldron obviously don't know that the fake Ten Thousand Immortal Cauldron has become an empty shell.

There may still be a few 'maps' added by latecomers inside. If this tripod is regarded as a special resort area, it is not convenient to carry storage equipment...it is still qualified.

But the foundation of the killing game no longer exists.

Originally, after those killings, the rewards obtained mostly came from the broken world, which belonged to the broken world. Under the guidance of Ma Ying and Gu Zhen, they fed back the maps that were added later.

But now, the broken world has been taken away from the cauldron by Ke Xiaoliang, so naturally it is impossible to provide rewards for the winners according to the original rules set by Ma Ying and Gu Zhen.

Ke Xiaoliang didn't care what the monks who finally won the tripod would think.

They could have cursed the dead Ma Ying and Gu Zhen.

Curse them for deceiving the world and deceiving the common people.

At this time, Ke Xiaoliang was receiving strong feedback from the wild world.

The feedback was overwhelming and intense.

The broken world was once extremely brilliant.

Ke Xiaoliang, who has absorbed and digested it, has no better understanding of the history of this world.

It used to have four major gods and dozens of small gods, and finally, like so many mythical worlds, it was broken in the twilight of the gods.

The gods of the four major gods resisted the 'renewal' driven by the will of the world, and killed the newly born god king forever in the sea of ​​the dead, thus ushering in the twilight of the gods for the whole world.

When the mythical civilization no longer changes.

The old rulers are unwilling to withdraw from the stage of history, and the big net woven by strict mythological rules will crush the world.

After the world was broken, the four god kings who were in charge of thunder, light, shadow and death, they died together with the world when the world was broken.

The strength that was once one with the world has become a fatal weakness that they cannot escape.

Naturally, their godheads had long been shattered into nothingness, and they were not acquired by the god of hunting and light like a large number of other godheads.

The four godheads have been transformed into the most primitive energy, and some of them are still scattered on various maps, large and small, in the broken world.

So at this moment, Ke Xiaoliang is also facing a choice.

He can directly build a cycle based on these four god-level god-level god messages, absorb a large amount of mythological feedback from the wild world, and then knock on the door of longevity, and in reality, achieve the status of a true fairy.

Even if he became a true immortal in this way, he would stand directly at the top of the true immortal class and look down at the many true immortals under his feet.

At this level, there must be very few real immortals who can carry messages with a pure mythical body and surpass him.

However... Ke Xiaoliang didn't hesitate, nor did he think about it.

He directly chose to transform these four kinds of information into four powerful divine powers, digesting them on the spot, but did not use them to build a mythical body and break the boundary between mortals and true immortals.

"The power of thunder, the judgment of light, the kingdom of shadows, and the recovery of death... The supernatural powers that have been condensed after receiving the ultimate god's message have powerful power that transcends realms and classes. Calling them 'great supernatural powers' is also No exaggeration."

"Unfortunately, the basic structure of this mythical world is not dominated by earth, fire, water, and wind. Otherwise, I can use the earth, fire, water, and wind as the basic framework, stuff a lot of god information, and finally condense chaos, and then open up the world to form a real world. My Pangu god body, and use it to cooperate with my Pangu martial arts, to cross the mythical level and reach a more impressive realm." At this time, Ke Xiaoliang thought a little dissatisfied.

In the world of broken myths, of course, there are four gods of wind, fire, earth, and water.

As a very common existence among natural elements, it is very common for gods to be bred according to the rules in the mythical world.

It's just that there are no god kings in these four major systems.

Only among the wind gods, there is a high-ranking wind god Miotos.

As a result, the rule information between the four major departments is uneven, and it is not strong enough or deep enough.

It is wishful thinking to use them to build the foundation and finally evolve into chaos.

It's like lighting a fire, blowing a gust of wind, carrying it with the earth, and surrounding it with flowing water... can chaos be formed?

That is of course impossible.

The truth is the truth, the conclusion is the conclusion, and the process is the process.

Both are important and indispensable.

"Forget it! Don't force it."

"After all, I have accumulated a lot of materials, and I am one step closer to the desired 'end point'." Ke Xiaoliang thought to himself.

Owning many worlds, Ke Xiaoliang specially created a huge world in order to become a myth and become a true immortal. Of course, he has extremely huge ambitions.

The ultimate goal, of course, is to deduce and obtain the divine body of Pan Gu, which symbolizes the destruction of everything and the creation of everything. It is the most powerful and unattainable mythical body in the infinite world and the known universe.

Pangu...is also a born mythical life...isn't it?

So in theory, it is possible to cultivate Pangu's divine body, so as to bridge the class gap between mortals and true immortals.

It's just... this is only in theory.

In fact, Ke Xiaoliang also understands that in the infinite world, the mythical world with the four gods of earth, fire, water and wind... hardly exists.

The god king who symbolizes the earth will never escape the fate of being cut, imprisoned, and killed.

The god king, who symbolizes the wind, will escape from the world, and the god will hide in the infinite world.

The god kings who symbolize water and fire must not coexist, they will continue to fight until they completely end each other....

Therefore, Ke Xiaoliang still has several alternatives.

For example, the primordial fairy body that represents all causes and effects, or the moral fairy body that symbolizes all human civilization, and other mythical bodies of the same level.

As for those mythical bodies that are already unattainable in the eyes of ordinary monks, such as the sun god body, phoenix god body, real dragon god body, unicorn god body, angel god body, etc., in Ke Xiaoliang's eyes... that's it.

If he wanted, he could have used the feedback long ago to become a mythical true fairy.

Constantly digesting the feedback from the wild world.

Ke Xiaoliang withdrew most of his attention from the outside world, and a considerable part of it once again entered the wild world that was undergoing drastic changes.

"How long will it take to reach Xihuang Mountain?" A group of dozens of people were talking on the back of the huge bull.

This bull with the blood of Kui Niu was artificially domesticated and became a means of transportation.

Its broad spine is even enough to build some buildings and plant many plants.

"With another seven or eight sunsets, we should be able to reach Tanggu, where the sun god bird inhabits. And Xihuang Mountain...according to the pictures and records written by the elders on the stone wall, it should be in the land of no sun. You need to go through Tanggu, and then go forward, which is equivalent to dozens of sunrise and sunset times, if there are no accidents..." said an old-looking soldier.

In the wild world, if a warrior can live to the point where he looks old, it means that he is extremely capable.

Most fighters cannot live past their prime.

The period from ten to twenty years old is a period of high incidence of death.

Often, no matter how powerful a warrior is, they will not be able to survive this period, and will always fall into the mouths of wild beasts in the mountains and forests due to various reasons.

"Old Kui Niu! What do you mean...why is the Ten Thousand Clans Conference held so far away from Xihuang Mountain?" A young soldier asked.

Old Kui Niu... that is, the old soldier who answered the question before, tied up the rattan ropes in his hands, organized his weapons and weapons hidden in various places again, and said casually: "Maybe... there It is the center of the world!"

"This...no one knows, anyway... from a long time ago, every 1,329 years, it has become a rule to hold a Ten Thousand Clans Conference in Xihuang Mountain, and we only need Just follow the rules," Kui Niu said.

"Is the place where the sun can't shine, but the center of the world?" Kui Niu Mie Jiao, who was holding a bone knife, thought to himself in the corner beside him.

He is naturally not a real aborigine, but a monk from the outside world...and a true immortal monk.

Because he beheaded a three-headed jiao that came to attack the tribe, he was named Kui Niu Mie Jiao.

This is a wild rule.

Unless he kills a wild beast that is more ferocious and powerful than the three-headed flood dragon in the future, otherwise...he will always have to be called this name from now on.

"Old Kui Niu! Did you say that in Tanggu, you can meet the Sun God Bird?" The young warriors were always full of doubts.

Kui Niu said: "I can see it, but I can't get close to it, and I can't even touch it... When I was young, I also ran to Tanggu, and I saw it from a distance, and then my eyes were blind for a whole day." Half a year. So before we pass through Tanggu, we have to go to the valley to gather enough secluded grass to cover our eyes."

Kui Niu Mie Jiao was surprised when he heard this.

"The sun god bird... can also be called the three-legged golden crow. It belongs to the top of predators in all the heavens and all realms. His divine blood is an extremely precious treasure. And the light that he blooms is destined to be invisible. Vision...contains the real fire of the sun."

"This old man, Kui Niu, has looked directly at the sun god bird, and he is still not blind? Is it because of his strength, his divine body is strong and powerful, or is it that the sun god bird is ostentatious?" Kui Niu Miejiao thought to himself.

At this time, like the warriors of the Kui Niu tribe, there were many other tribes rushing to Xihuang Mountain at the same time.

Just like Yang Zhenzhen reminded Ke Xiaoliang before... the Ten Thousand Clans Conference is about to start.

As for the Ten Thousand Races Conference... this is naturally the turning point set by Ke Xiaoliang to open the next stage of the wild world.

Only by letting people in this world feel the vastness of the world, the magnificence of the country, and how many heroes there are in the world... will it inspire certain ambitions in their hearts.

And this ambition will also spread and radiate to the monks, making them gradually feel empathy.

"I planted the cause upstream of time, and harvested the fruit downstream of time. If I get something...it must be an extremely precious flower of destiny." Sitting on the floating island, Ke Xiaoliang muttered to himself .

Goodnight everybody!