Enter the Immortal Cultivation

The locust-like sword energy of the Great Wilderness God, Changshengtian and Zhenchanzi caused the sky to collapse and the earth to split. In Wang Qi's perspective, the two gods were tens of thousands of feet tall, like pillars supporting the sky. And Zhenchanzi's sword formation also covered the sky and the sun, with the power to destroy the world.

However, Wang Qi knew that these were all false.

For no reason, he remembered a legend on Earth. It is said that the top programmers can read the AI ​​of the BOSS after a few attempts when playing games. In the eyes of such people, the various scenes in the game are irregular polygons, three-dimensional expressions of NuRBS, and piles of lines of code.

Wang Qi is not sure whether there are really people on Earth who can do this with the brainpower of ordinary people in the universe that does not support any extraordinary phenomena. But now, he is trying to do this.

"After all, it is an illusory thing, not a real existence. Fundamentally speaking, it is just an accumulation of information..."

It is too stupid to compete with the immortals who have lived for 100,000 or 1 million years, especially in this situation where the strong will means the strong combat power.

However, if this magnificent scene can be restored to a pile of data, then the numbers are just numbers. Without running, no matter how terrible the virus or how powerful the program is, it is just ordinary information.

"Instructions..." Wang Qi's fingers slid lightly in the air, and a large number of operators appeared and disappeared at his fingertips, arranging and combining into unprecedented programs. However, when he tapped this line of operators into his bracelet, a warning signal representing an error popped up as expected.

Sure enough.

Wang Qi thought so.

At the beginning, when he invaded that "heterogeneous" and indescribable space, he guessed this result.

At that time, he crashed into the date file, but couldn't read it. And after the Holy Emperor called it in another way he had never learned, the magnificent kingdom of God was barely formed.

"In other words, it's all special effects..." Wang Qi said to himself. However, he also knew that he had not yet opened the package of this "game", or he could not understand it after opening it.

In that chaotic system, the algorithm mastered by Wang Qi was almost useless.

The "game" of the Holy Emperor only left "Forty-nine Paths" as the external interface. At this time, it was Zhen Chanzi who adapted to the ancient method who could show his strength.

Writing again and again, in exchange for countless "errors". Only occasionally a little bit of basic instructions can be entered, but it has no effect.

In every attempt, Wang Qi will accumulate a lot of data. These data will help him deepen his understanding of this kingdom of God. However, this requires a lot of time to analyze. But Zhen Chanzi is just a remnant soul after all. Although his mind is strong, his mental strength is insufficient. He can't maintain long-term thinking, and it is impossible to last too long.

"In this case... don't blame me for flipping the table." Wang Qi closed his eyes and sent a message to Zhen Chanzi: "The old man's 'mountain' is a bit troublesome, it will hinder my big move!"

The "mountain" is a "firewall" composed of large information. They are like sieves, only allowing the normal power of human order to pass through, and prohibiting attacks launched through the Heart Demon Curse.

Zhen Chanzi responded, slowly brewing, preparing to launch a peerless sword attack.

At the same time, Wang Qi also began to edit his own attack.

At this time, the yin and yang lines outside his body had flashed into a piece. In the operation of the law, more arithmetic symbols were arranged and formed, turning into an unsolvable plague in the spiritual realm.

Then, Zhen Chanzi took the lead.

"Taiyi True Form Seven-String Sword Spirit!"

The straight sword energy was like a white rainbow piercing the sun. The peerless swordsmanship from Luofu Xuanqing Palace blatantly cut through the "wall" of the Holy Emperor.

Then, Wang Qi raised his hand. In the astonished eyes of Lian Xinjie and Hu Xuanjia, he slowly chopped it down. The peerless sword intent in this sword made them both feel terrified.

In the Kingdom of God, after the Taiyi True Form Seven-String Sword Spirit, the second sword energy raised its head. It was not very powerful at first. However, all the power of the Kingdom of God that was contaminated by the Heart Demon Curse was rolled up by this sword.

This is the divine plague spell that he is best at, and it is the law of devouring the power of others that his copy realized in the long-term battle with Mi.

However, this sword is not a simple divine plague spell. Wang Qi also put a lot of effort in the practice of Luofu Xuanqing Palace last month. Under the guidance of Zhen Chanzi, the grandmaster of Luofu Xuanqing Palace, Wang Qi quickly mastered a few skills with his own ideas.

Including the Tai Chi sword he is showing now.

The innate five Tai, from Tai Yi, from Tai Chi.

A sword light like Tai Chi fishing line spreads gracefully in the kingdom of the Holy Emperor. And in this sword light, there are countless small light threads like silk threads and snowflakes extending out. These are also Tai Chi fishing lines, which are smaller Tai Chi fishing lines. Wang Qi's sword secretly coincides with the mystery of fractals. A sword light is infinitely divided, and the Tai Chi fishing lines divide Yin and Yang.

From a distance, this kingdom of God that contained the meaning of eternity was like a piece of fragile glass, with a shocking crack expanding in one corner and spreading to its center.

In an instant, on Linghuang Island, there was a continuous cry of grief. Everyone knelt down in pain, holding their chests. At that moment, they felt that their hearts were cut and shattered by a peerless sword intent.

The battlefield where Wang Qi and Saint Emperor fought was this humanity, the humanity cluster of Linghuang Island. They can be said to be the foundation of Saint Emperor's kingdom. And Wang Qi's sword that tore the kingdom of God also hurt the kingdom of God. This kind of damage naturally extended to them.

At this moment, whether it was Jindan Yuanying or clones, they all covered their chests and cried out in pain.

However, in this upheaval, Saint Emperor's eyes were still calm. He had already found out the details of the invader - at least he thought so. To him, this mysterious enemy's means were indeed amazing, but he did not surpass the extreme of mortals, and his strength was far worse. As long as he got serious, he could turn defeat into victory in an instant. Now, he just kept the opponent and saw what else the opponent Fa Tong could do.

But the next moment, he frowned.

Because of this move, he couldn't understand it.

Tai Chi, Yin and Yang are divided.

One gives birth to two.

All the sword lights of Wang Qi that reached the other side's kingdom of God were decomposed and disintegrated into the most primitive yin and yang. With the Taiji Fish Line Sword Light as the boundary, one is yin and the other is yang. These yin and yang are opposite and unified. Each differentiated sword light rolled up a pile of yin and yang, turning into a yin and yang cyclone. Then, the yin and yang cyclones attracted each other and moved in a regular rhythm.

Each yin and yang cyclone was constantly changing in the rhythm, and yin and yang protected the inside and outside. Positive and negative, yin and yang, yes and no... binary judgments were executed, and then combined into the three-talent change of yes and no, and finally derived infinite laws.

Two gives birth to three, and three gives birth to all things.

Wang Qi knew that he had succeeded.

In terms of power, that sword light was far inferior to the Taiyi True Form Seven-String Sword of Zhen Chanzi. However, it was specially made for the kingdom of God, splitting yin and yang, creating yin and yang cyclones, replacing the yin and yang lines that could not be activated in Wang Qi's body, and providing Wang Qi with computing power.

If this "God's Kingdom" is compared to a large-scale game, then Saint Emperor is the top player. Whether it is data, tactical thinking, or operation, he is at the limit allowed by theory. It is almost impossible for Wang Qi to defeat him within the "rules of the game".

However, Wang Qi is a "programmer". As long as he reads the code of this game, he can defeat Saint Emperor outside the rules - that is, the so-called "opening the door".

First of all, Wang Qi cannot put the battlefield on Saint Emperor's home court.

This God's Kingdom uses a clever "encapsulation" technique, and can only be operated by "ancient methods". Here, only mysterious duels can be carried out. In this regard, all the Shenzhou monks from ancient times to the present may not be able to match Saint Emperor, who is a banished immortal.

Therefore, Wang Qi must transform this battlefield. He must let this battlefield escape from the mysterious spiritual struggle, pull the battle back to the mechanical level, and use the extreme calculation within the scope of logic to defeat Saint Emperor.

Tao gives birth to one, one gives birth to two, two gives birth to three, and three gives birth to all things.

There was machine language, machine language gave birth to assemblers, assemblers gave birth to compilers, and compilers gave birth to thousands of methods.

Between 0 and 1, Wang Qi built up his invincible power in the virtual world bit by bit.

Gradually, the illusion of the magnificent kingdom of God faded in his eyes, as if a game suddenly had a bug and all the textures were invalid. Then, lines of yin and yang appeared in Wang Qi's eyes. After being converted by a temporary compiler, the Wanxiang hexagram text that Wang Qi was familiar with and most convenient to operate appeared.

The Holy Emperor showed a confused expression again. The collapsed kingdom of God suddenly became incomprehensible in his eyes. It was obviously a change of yin and yang, and there was not even more derivatives of the four images and eight trigrams. It was just the most basic and mechanical change of yin and yang. However, in this change of yin and yang, countless things that he could not understand were born.

Wang Qi's will arrived in the kingdom of God. The "I" in his magic power stretched out here and issued a fierce war cry. Everyone felt a great sense of crisis in their hearts, as if a catastrophe was just around the corner. They could not help but kneel down devoutly, praying that the Holy Emperor could wipe out the foreign demons.

In the eyes of the Holy Emperor, he seemed to see an indescribable creature breaking into his kingdom of God.

For the first time, his face, which had not changed color for thousands of years, showed a look of horror.

"What on earth are you...?"

Wang Qi naturally could not answer. In his eyes, there was a rhythm of yin and yang. It was a language that was not understandable to humans. His hands seemed to be conducting an orchestra, with slight rhythms, and lines of code were generated quickly.

It has been a long time since I have experienced such a hearty calculation...

Wang Qi opened his eyes, and his eyes were filled with the Wanxiang hexagram text like a group of demons dancing wildly.

"Holy Emperor... You can't even take my tentative attack, right?" (To be continued ~^~.)