Projection of the Heavens

Yang Jian said, and there was a slight ripple in his eyes.

It is unimaginable to want to surpass the beginning, such a boldness, even he is amazed.

"Occupy the beginning, surpass the source of ten thousand Dao..."

Nezha flipped his wrist and held the Qiankun circle:

"This man's aura is earth-shattering, but unfortunately, he is still dead..."

Nezha is a pity.

If this one succeeds, it will be a great thing for them to knock down all the great powers from the sky.

It is a pity that although that one is powerful, it is impossible for one person to resist all the powerful counterattacks.

This prehistoric world obviously did not really occupy the beginning.

Otherwise, at this time, among the heavens and the world, all the ways must be baptized and completely shuffled.

"do you died......."

Yang Jian rubbed the ancient book in his palm and shook his head slightly:

"That's not necessarily..."

If he is dead, how can he keep the Antarctic uncle so secretive?

So what, let the great powers of the heavens send people in instead of entering in person?

Nothing more than fear.

However, according to his observations over the years, many great powers must also have incarnations here.

He is also secretly looking for the trace of that person, or he is also plotting this prehistoric world.

"not necessarily?"

Nezha raised his eyebrows slightly: "Second brother, that battle, I really saw it from the heaven! Although that one was invincible, but he opened up the world at the same time, and he still did not survive this doom! Otherwise, many great powers may not be able to survive. Will stop, nothing more than to find no trace of that person."

Nezha clenched his palm tightly.

Thinking of the battle he had seen before, his mind swayed a little.

"Be careful, think carefully."

Yang Jian interrupted Nezha's thoughts. That person was no longer something they could look forward to. If he still existed, it would be taboo to say it.

"Second brother makes too much fuss."

Nezha pouted, but also restrained his thoughts and stopped thinking about it.

He turned to say: "Second brother, let's say this world is Tai Yiji. There are many strange things. Those indigenous people who call themselves the wounded family seem to be immortal, which is disgusting."

With that said, Nezha's heart moved, and the universe was thrown into the circle, flying hundreds of thousands of miles away, destroying the ashes of a sword light that passed by.

"This wounded family may be the protagonist of the destiny of this great world..."

Yang Jian frowned slightly, but did not stop Nezha's movements.

Over the years, these self-proclaimed wounded players have really disgusted him.

In particular, this great world accommodates ten thousand systems, and there is no suppression of the Dao of Law, and anyone can fight with all their strength.

However, anyone who comes to this world will be forced to apply a template.

The role of this template seems to build an indescribable bridge.

Let these acquired souls hurt them.

Although the damage that a single person can cause is negligible, but these wounded people are like mountains and seas, and they are not afraid of death, and they are immortal.

"These ants..."

The Qiankun circle spun back and forth, and put it on Nezha's wrist. He said with disgust:

"We should go, otherwise, these ants should be surrounded again."

"You still have to contact this world before you can find the opportunity to break the world. Let's go."

Yang Jian nodded slightly.

This prehistoric world is bound up with infinite time lines, the time and space evolves in it, the era derives the world, and the world transforms into a multiverse.

They are superimposed on each other for an inexplicable amount, and they want to escape and break the world, but it is not as easy as those of the wounded.

Between the voices drifting, the two disappeared above the mountain.

.........

woohoo~~~

Above the snow peaks, the wind whistled and rolled thousands of piles of snow, and the sky and the earth were white.

"call!"

Meng Qi breathed lightly and slowly opened his eyes:

"Whoever realizes the big dream first, I have...self...know..."

Meng Qi was stunned.

Didn't he practice in seclusion in the Xianqin Empire, Xianyang City?

How many situations are there in front of you?

"What is this place?"

Xiao Meng's face was stunned, did he pass through again?

But this is not right, he is only one line away from the advanced Da Luojin number, transcends the long river of time and space, and will not grind for a thousand calamities.

Who can bring himself here from the Xianqin Empire and Xianyang City without a sound?

Emperor Qin Shi Huang?

still......

shuh~~~

Before Meng Qi could turn his head, a waterfall-like stream of data fell in front of his eyes:

[Player: Meng Qi]

[Cultivation base: fourteenth order]

[Supernatural powers: The Golden Seal of the Absolute Beginning, the Divine Fist Dao of the Absolute Beginning, the Nine Seals of the Yuan Shi, the Immortal Martial Dao of the Immortal Qin People...]

[Where it is now, it is a copy of Sword and Fairy]

[Main Quest: Go to the Three Thousand Worlds]

[Side quests; none]

"Dungeon of the Immortal Sword? Where did this leave me? Three thousand worlds, player...Where am I this time? Could there be another god?"

Meng Qi closed his eyes slightly, his tyrannical will swept all over his body, inside:

"not found......"

Meng Qi was quite depressed. How could he find his wife so difficult?

However, Meng Qi's depression recovered in an instant.

Uncle Meng Qi is used to this trivial matter.

After that, Meng Qi brushed the snow on the ground and sat on the top of the mountain, then closed his eyes and began to observe this world.

As far as Daluo is concerned, a glance can penetrate into the future, and there are many secrets in the world.

But seeing this, Meng Qi was stunned:

"This world is not a small world like Cosmic Light Fragments, but a true multiverse with countless parallel time and space, the past and the future! And the demon **** who created the world in the past..."

"The gods and demons who created the world..."

Meng Qi shuddered, he actually saw Pangu Kaitian!

Real Pangu!

That sword light amazed the past and the future, the universe of the universe.

"...No, didn't Pangu use an axe? Where's the Axe of the God of Heaven?"

Didn't Pan Gu use an axe?

Meng Qi struggled for a long time, but gave up exploring. This world is extremely strange. He could see all the years from the beginning to the end of the world at a glance, but he couldn't see the future direction of this world.

Even, all the years in this world are covered in a veil, so that he can't see why.

If this world were not real, he would have thought that this world was false.

Fortunately, he is a transmigrator.

In this so-called fairy sword world, who can have the advantage of Uncle Meng Qi?

Meng Qi, who made up his mind to explore the secret behind him, slid down the snowy mountain, crossed the vast land, and rushed to Yuhang Town.

Yuhang Town is located on the seaside, it can only be regarded as an ordinary town.

But after Meng Qi came here, he realized that it was crowded with people.

Outside the small Yuhang Town, I don't know how many people gathered.

"You are this?"

Meng Qi grabbed a passerby and asked curiously.

The passerby hurried to Yuhang Town and was dragged a little impatiently.

But at first glance, the person who came was dressed in a green shirt, his temples were slightly white, and he held one hand behind him. He had the style of a great master of Yuan Ting Yue Zhi, who was indescribably casual, aloof, and free and easy.

This is a great master!

The passerby jumped in his head, and his anger suddenly dropped by three points.

"Don't you know that this brother came to Yuhang Town? The immortal sword copy is about to start. Li Xiaoyao, the son of destiny in this world, will be born soon."

The passerby laughed and said:

"Aren't we here just to get familiar?"

".......I see."

Meng Qi let go of the passerby and was speechless.

What the **** is this place, do so many people know about Li Xiaoyao?

Immediately, Meng Qi lost the idea of ​​going to Yuhang Town, so he strolled through the crowd and quietly inquired about the information of this world.

With his methods, what he wants to know, where there is still can't be known.

After a while, he had a general understanding of this world.

The wild world!

I actually came to the Great Desolate Universe!

And this great universe is different from what he knows.

It is composed of an endless multiverse, three thousand major chapters and twelve trillion small chapters, which are superimposed and entangled with each other, and contain endless mysteries.

In the hearts of these wounded people who call themselves players, this is just a game.

This is somewhat similar to a certain cosmic light fragment he once experienced in the six reincarnation space.

There must be a mastermind behind this!

Xiao Meng suddenly felt that he knew the truth.

.........

The long river of time and space radiates ten directions, and it is vast and boundless, covering the infinite world of Hengsha, the great universe, the dimensional void, and even the emptiness of the Jedi.

At this time, as the long river surging and shaking, a stalwart exists, stepping on the long river of time and space, back to the beginning.

That existence is powerful and domineering, and the body is even more majestic like the mountains of the world, and the infinite stars are cast, exuding incomparably unrestrained and wild power.

He is the master of boxing~www.wuxiaspot.com~ a giant who became enlightened after Taiyi's flood and disasters.

As the name implies, he proves it with boxing.

"The Great Desolation..."

The fist master raised his eyes and saw that the prehistoric world stood in the original time and space, like a giant lying at the end of the boundless void, radiating endless and far-reaching places.

Vaguely, it seems to occupy the beginning of the infinite world of Hengsha and become the real origin.

A statue of beings from all time and space set foot in the beginning one after another,

And among them, I don't know how many talents have entered it, or searched for the traces of Gu Shaoshang, or plotted the prehistoric world.

And whether they are stirring the wind and rain, or being pushed by the wounded clan, killing each other, or watching indifferently and indifferently.

Their every move, every breath and every breath, will become the foundation of the prehistoric world.

It consists of virtual and real resources.

"Wuzu, Wuzu..."

Thinking of that name, the boxing master's chest heaved and his eyes swayed.

He was naturally full of dread in his heart for the martial ancestor whose boxing was almost surpassing him.

It is precisely this fear that made him not take action at the time of the Great Tribulation, and luckily he was not killed or injured like the Hun Yuan who took action.

But at that time, the fluctuation of the source of boxing had already made him emotional, and he wanted to kill the Martial Ancestor several times.

After sitting for years, he finally couldn't hold back any longer.

He is not sure whether the Martial Ancestor has really fallen completely, but he hopes that he will die more thoroughly!

Best, never come back!

For this reason, he does not hesitate to become the first Primordial Primordial to set foot in the Great Desolation!

"I have no intention of being your enemy..."

The master of boxing walks on foot, and the long river of time and space is boiling and surging, pouring into the ten directions:

"But you're not dead, I'm uneasy!"

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