"The Eighth World!"

Wuqi's eyes lit up, staring at this stone tablet, and at this point, the fog was all lifted, and this was his ultimate destination.

This stele is the existence that has been calling him in the depths of his heart, and he has a feeling that he is the stele, and the stele is him.

The two of them slowly coincided with each other, came together, completely unified, although they were still a little unstable, but they were already within his tolerance.

His mathematical frameworks have taken shape, and they are the fulcrum of each other, interdependent, forming a faint shadow in the "Book of Wisdom", waiting for the day when time will be fully manifested.

After doing this, step by step, step forward, step into this world.

Click!

Lightning bolts, turning into dragons and snakes, dancing in the air, intertwined, and lighting up the whole world.

However, in just a moment, the lightning vanished, and the world fell back into darkness, only in the distance, a few red lights flashed.

The next moment, lightning appeared again, piercing the void and bringing a glimmer of light to the world, and then disappeared again, reappeared, and so on.

The whole world flickered between light and darkness, alternating frequently between darkness and light.

Next to the stele, Wuqi briefly looked at it, and then sacrificed his divine thoughts and began to check, not letting go of anything.

"Huh?"

In a short moment, he withdrew his divine thoughts, this world is not as wide as he imagined, and it can even be described as narrow.

In his perception, there were no more than thousands of miles in radius, there were no living creatures, not even grass and trees, some were just dilapidated earth, and ravines could be seen everywhere.

Above the earth, there are mountains flying sideways, like headless flies, without any regularity, scurrying around, occasionally colliding together, forming powder and filling the earth.

Inside some mountains, there are also magma gushing from time to time, swaying at will, volleying in the air, reflecting firelight.

At the same time, it is accompanied by various poisonous gases, which fill the entire space, forming storms from time to time, abusive everywhere, and occasionally being struck by lightning, which ignites and bursts into billowing smoke.

Lightning, earth, mountains, magma, poison gas, storms, fire, smoke.

All this, as if the end of the world, is a true portrayal of this "eighth world", here, there is not a trace of aura, full of dead silence.

It is no wonder that the twelve gods still have palpitations when they think of it.

In this kind of place, without the replenishment of aura, there are many dangers, and it is a problem to survive, not to mention that you have to concentrate on cultivation for a hundred years.

For ordinary Law Realm cultivators, if they can survive and maintain it for ten years, they have already reached their limit, and if they don't have the support of their clones, I'm afraid they are already in danger.

"A small broken world?" said to himself, pacing in a circle, and then returning, re-entering the stele with an incredible look on his face.

He discovered that this side of the world

The surrounding area is wrapped in endless chaotic qi, and from time to time, chaotic qi is refined, integrated into the world, and turned into entities.

It is clear that it is refining chaos, decomposing it, and achieving all things, where is this broken small world, it is clearly the small world that is evolving, evolving towards the middle thousand world.

"Go!"

Without dripping a drop of essence blood, it melted into the stone tablet.

Rumble!

As soon as he finished it, there was an explosion, and in his mind, seven white figures broke in, side by side, smiling and nodding at him.

This white figure is the seven powerhouses, but their faces are shrouded in a layer of mist, and they can't really see it, and they don't say anything, so they look at him like this.

After a while, one of the figures stepped out, the last of them, and the mist on their faces gradually lifted, revealing their true faces.

"Seven generations! It's you!"

This white-clothed figure is the seventh generation, and there is no early guess, but he still can't help the excitement in his heart, and immediately stepped forward and gave a disciple salute.

Then, he was about to speak again, but was interrupted by the seven generations.

"Yachiyo, you're here, don't ask anything, this is an image I cast from the upper realm, you also saw it, this is called the eighth world, and it's also your world, a world that belongs only to you. ”

"Minecraft?"

"One of my veins, each generation of heavenly achievements, will create their own world, the seven stars you saw earlier, in fact, are the seven worlds, from the first generation to me, they are the Yang Heaven Realm, the Zhu Heaven Realm, the Youtian Realm, the Xuantian Realm, the Haotian Realm, the Yan Heaven Realm, the Min Heaven Realm, and this is the Cangtian Realm. ”

"Some things, out of the trajectory, beyond the change, is the change within the change, but also the change outside the change, your world, has been created by me, but it is still just a prototype, you need to further improve it yourself, of course, our world, is far from perfect. ”

"Below, my words, you must remember and keep in mind, and there must be no mistakes. Speaking of this, a solemn look appeared on Min Tian's face.

"After advancing in the Heavenly Realm and becoming the Middle Thousand World, inject your Great Dao into it, and then merge with our world and promote to the real Great Thousand World, before that, you must not step into the Upper Realm for half a step, otherwise there will be a great disaster, remember!"

"Also, just be careful......" Suddenly, Min Tian's figure distorted and gradually blurred, followed by six other figures.

"Seven generations! Seven generations! What do you say? Be careful of what? What is going on in the upper realm?"

Without yelling, he felt that Min Tian was in the upper realm, as if he had encountered some crisis, and he obviously had something to tell him later, but he was interrupted by something.

"Nine Generations ......"

"Nine generations, what's wrong with nine generations?" was puzzled, but there was no response, and the seven figures had completely disappeared, leaving no trace, dissipating in his mind.

And that's not all, he felt,

His memory was decaying, and the words that Min Tian said seemed to be about to dissipate with it, and most of them quickly dissipated.

"Sure, sure, sure!"

There is no long howl, urging the creation of jade, running his own avenue, and fixing his own primordial spirit, however, there are not many memories, only some fragments are left.

"Heavenly Realm, advance to the Fusion World, Nine Generations, what else?"

Wu Qi thought about it over and over again, as if he had forgotten the key part, it was a very important piece of information, as if it was a warning to him from the seventh generation.

But the specific content, he has forgotten all the content, and he can't remember it, which makes him a little anxious, and he repeatedly searches his memory, but in the end, there are only a few bits left.

After a long time, Wuqi no longer bothered with these, he wanted to start refining this "Eighth World" and master it thoroughly.

And to refine this realm, you only need to refine the stone tablet.

In fact, everything here is based on the stone tablet as the core, decomposing the chaotic qi, step by step, and expanding outward, to form the current scale.

At that moment, Wuqi injected essence blood again and integrated into the stone tablet, this time, Min Tian did not appear, but he found that there was already essence blood inside.

This is a kind of crimson blood, which fluctuates extremely strongly, similar to his essence blood, and is extremely widely distributed in the stone tablet, and has even begun to penetrate outward.

Following the texture of the stele, wandering back and forth, about to reach the surface, on the stele body, faintly glowing with red light, this is a sign that it is about to be completely refined.

"Very good! you can do it!" muttered to himself, his tone cold.

This essence blood is not someone else's, it is left by the clone, if he is one step late, I am afraid that he has already completed the refining, and by that time, he will be completely passive.

Moreover, he also suspected that the doppelganger had also been recognized by the seven generations and received a lot of information, and it was precisely because of this that the information he got was incomplete, or even only half.

At that moment, Wuqi no longer hesitated, and injected his essence and blood, drop by drop, into it.

But soon, he reached his limit, his body was unwell, his steps were vain, and he looked like he was seriously injured.

Swish!

Suddenly, the stone tablet flashed, rose from the ground, magnified in the wind, smashed towards Wuqi, and suppressed it.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

Wu Qi sneered, protected his body with the jade of creation, and then, communicating with the stone tablet with his heart, shouted, "Separation!"

As soon as the words fell, the stele stopped in mid-air, no longer falling, as if it was frozen, and its body trembled continuously.

At the same time, the entire Heavenly Realm also began to shake violently, the heavens and the earth were spinning, the volcanoes were erupting, and the earth was disintegrating, as if it was about to return to chaos.

Bang!

The stele reversed and returned to its original place again, and everything gradually stabilized and stopped the trend of collapse.

At this moment, the light flashed, and then two figures, one black and one white, from

The stone tablet jumped out of it, constantly fighting hands in the void, colliding with each other.

These two figures, both of which are transformed into essence blood, each also have a wisp of primordial spirit, which is left by the Wuqi and the doppelganger in the stone tablet.

"You actually found here, it seems that my body has been defeated, but unfortunately I am about to complete the sacrifice, but I don't want to fall short!"

"You are the embodiment of his essence and blood, carrying his personality, and also a part of my personality, we will become one with two hearts and achieve the third elemental god, what do you think?" Wu Qi suggested.

"The Third Elemental God?"

"That's right, I've fused with your ontology once before this, and I find that we're not complete with each other, and there's no point in fighting. ”

"Who will lead the third elemental god?" said the black-clothed Wuqi who stopped and frowned.

"I have found out that we are all in the midst of a catastrophe, that is, a 'fire' in the midst of three calamities and nine tribulations, and this calamity has not ended, but has continued to this day. Wu Qi said in a deep voice.

"What? do you mean that neither you nor I are the real Wuqi, and the real Wuqi is still in the midst of the tribulation?"

"Yes, a few days ago, when I was constructing a mathematical framework and analyzing the way of calamity, I found that my previous understanding was biased, and I only saw the relationship between calamity and luck, but did not deeply analyze the calamity itself. ”

"In particular, the 'three disasters and nine tribulations', the other two disasters, have not come for a long time, which makes me very puzzled, now I know, that is, the 'fire' is not over, only when the 'fire' ends, other disasters will come. ”

"Black Lotus Karmic Fire, this is an existence of the same level as the Nine Wild True Fire, although there is only one wisp, but the power is unimaginable, how can it be so simple, just cross it casually?"

(End of this chapter) I want to talk about "Tianxing Youshu" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~