/p> There are more than a dozen Iron Lord Gods in the Iron City, all of them have participated in the previous events, sealed the Lord, and all of them have witnessed the changes after that, and have realized some kind of horror, among which there are still no more than three who really want to release the Iron Master.

Among these three, the false saints with a clear position still occupy one place.

Juggernaut leaves the island and flies to the outer heavens.

This is not a common occurrence, because the Juggernaut rarely leaves the center of the steel world, it rarely even appears in front of the world, it is very mysterious and mysterious, no one knows what it thinks, and it has been since the beginning.

This kind of performance, the abnormal departure, made the main gods even more worried about whether it had other thoughts.

This timed bomb is fine when it doesn't move.

Once it moves, it makes people helpless, I don't know how to limit it, the first few times, it is the static thinking that it has caused infinite variables, and it can also be said to be infinite troubles.

Speculation cannot be taken as the truth, the truth needs to be confirmed, and the process of confirming the truth will definitely be risky.

Among the main gods, there was only one false saint, who followed without hesitation, willing to take this risk.

Because, it is the only one that does not doubt the domination of steel.

Sometimes, camps can really be divided very simply, with the same as friends and different as different.

The Juggernaut left the Iron Isle and flew higher and higher, soon leaving the confines of the real-world Earth and entering the ambiguous realm of the True Illusion Realm.

Is this the outer atmosphere, or is it outer space?

Now, there's no need to make that distinction.

Three days later, ten times faster than the fall of the High World, the Juggernaut came to a certain universe in the fantasy world.

It's hard to go from fantasy to reality, and it's not easy to go from real to fantasy, but it's just the first time, and it's just for all living beings.

I don't know what this fantasy universe should be called, what kind of life it has, whether it is barren or rich.

None of these first-time false saints knew anything about it.

It barely managed to keep up with the Domination and came to this strange universe.

The master is at the level of an extreme saint, and the false saint is one level lower than him. So in many ways, false saints can only sigh at themselves, and this includes the most intuitive aspects.

Saints, in fact, are omniscient, and the stronger the saints, the more so, and even intercept the message from nothingness, just as someone can listen to the sound of the breeze and read the message in it.

It's just that, compared to the vastness of the universe, the so-called omniscience of the saints, the so-called omniscient powers, is not much different from ignorance.

Standing in the unfamiliar universe and looking at the stars like the fine sand of the Ganges River in the distance, even if it is an immortal, it will give birth to a lonely mood and will not feel beautiful.

The starry sky is the most beautiful, it is the reverie of mortals, the desire for mystery and the unknown.

The immortals know its essence, there are longings, and there are worries.

Saints are not, carefree, joyless, and sorrowful, and all kinds of emotions are actually there, but they are born and perished, and they do not make waves.

"Who are you waiting for?"

The false saint stepped forward and asked lightly, and there was not much to avoid.

And juggernaut, it also doesn't need to be polite. It can feel that the Juggernaut is waiting for someone.

The Juggernaut did not answer, for soon, the man he was waiting for had already arrived.

The false saint only glanced at it, but was stabbed by the dazzling light, and immediately lowered his head, not even daring to look more! What a terrifying force it was, like mountains and seas.

The False Saint is not strong among the Iron Gods, and he is not known for his combat power, but he is definitely a powerhouse at the peak Saint level, even if it is an ordinary Extreme Saint with full energy, he will definitely not give him such a terrible feeling.

The existence that can give him this feeling, so far, the false saint has only encountered one.

The last time they saw that one, they also had an exchange, and the one was not domineering, and the false saint was very impressed by it.

This goodbye, the other party seems to have undergone some kind of huge change, becoming a little anxious, hasty, and even unscrupulous!

"How did you do that?"

What the false saint didn't expect was that the one who spoke first would be the one who spoke.

It's only a question to ask a Juggernaut like that.

The stronger the strength, the more he knows, with the level of that existence, what else in his fate does he not know, understand, or understand?

Besides, the relationship between the Iron Lord and that person is unknown to others, but it is well known.

Just ask, would a false saint ask a virtual descendant, "How did you do it?"

No, it's self-admitted.

Regardless of face, this is simply impossible.

"You shouldn't ask that, I know, you should know. ”

Sure enough, the Iron Juggernaut also had doubts.

Ling Qi was silent.

In theory, this is the case, and in reality, situations that should not have occurred have already occurred.

He can create reality, but he can only use his own methods, it is a dignified and righteous way, and he wants to be effective, but it is really slow, very slow.

And the Iron Juggernaut seems to have some kind of shortcut, a shortcut that is not yet perfect, but it works, and that may be what he desperately needs.

"I don't want to ask, but I really don't understand and can't do it. ”

Ling Qi was calm.

The Iron Lord pondered for a moment, and told the ontology everything he had done, without the slightest deception.

In the pursuit of the real goal, they are the same, even if there is no common root, this lonely road, also needs more companions, rather than a lonely walk forward.

For example, the false saints who are not qualified to embark on this path are not qualified to stand here and listen to what they say, but they all acquiesce to its existence.

Because, one day in the future, it is possible to become a companion.

Ling Qi listened to the master's narration, and his expression did not change in any way.

Because everything that happened was not much different from what he had imagined.

Even in the end, the process of extracting the true source from the false essence of life is lackluster.

He did all of them, not to mention that they were exactly the same, and the essence was similar.

The only difference is that the Juggernaut can feel the source of truth from the source of life that has been condensed at the end, and feel the power that can be used to create things.

Although Ling Qi could feel more of the power he used to create things, all he could create from this was illusory, and the only thing he couldn't feel was the connection between that little bit and reality.

It looks like an "exclusive" ability, a talent.

But this makes no sense, because there is no exclusive talent in this world at all! The so-called exclusive is just because the vision is too low to see the second case! In the endless universe, nothing can be called an individual case, there are always similar examples. Even if a giant like Ling Qi is entrenched in the river of fate, could it be that he really hasn't appeared?

As long as the level is high enough, there is no such thing as "uniqueness".

"Can I try it?"

Facing the silence and incomprehension of Ling Qi and the master, the false saint who had been illuminated by Ling Qi's glow suddenly asked.

Ling Qi didn't say anything, maybe he didn't bother to answer, maybe he acquiesced.

With a wave of his hand, a vibrant star in the far distance watched as it withered until it collapsed, and a cloud of emerald green life essence appeared out of nothing in his hand. This is the purest essence of life, the source of matter, if it is thrown on the Death Star, the Death Star will be rejuvenated, if it is thrown on the planet of life, either the essence of the planet of life will be greatly increased, or an individual life with an exaggerated origin will be born on this planet, and a legend will be written.

This mass of green matter is even more pure energy than the origin of the plane.

It is already quite active and can exist on its own, but it is not yet mentally conscious.

"You try. ”

The Juggernaut threw this bit of green light to the false saint, and in the process, Ling Qi had already reined in the holy glow. Otherwise, this bit of life essence would have evaporated long ago.

Sacrificing the life of a planet, a monster that can give birth to a saint-level potential can only be blown away in it.

The false saint nodded, caught the green mang, and looked solemn.

This is just a casual attempt for Juggernaut and Ling Qi, just a small attempt.

The false saint knows that this is its most precious opportunity.

If it fails, then nothing will change, or the change is not visible to it, but it is still the follower of the master, indirectly participating in the great event of the real creation, which can be called a witness.

If it is successful, then not to mention anything else, Ling Qi's confusion will not be mentioned, at least its value in the eyes of the two of them will definitely be improved because of this.

When the time comes, he will not only be a witness, but also a participant.

Suddenly, the green light began to wither, and after a few moments, it disappeared, as if swallowed by something.

There was no change in the expressions of the Lord and Ling Qi, and the False Saint didn't know if he had succeeded, he just guided the elusive thing according to the Master's mark.

The source of truth, if it is not the clarity of the master mark, cannot be grasped by its present level.

As for the real place, whether the creation is successful or not, it is not qualified to feel intuitively.

It has become a participant, but more like an apprentice waiting for the teacher's comments.

"Do you feel it?"

Juggernaut asked, smiling.

The false saint shook its head, it didn't feel anything related to reality anymore, it didn't even know if it was doing it right, that slight difference, whether it was the true source of truth, if it had also created something real.

Ling Qi nodded, he felt that in the real realm, next to the first small grass that appeared by chance, another mutated plant like a wild mountain flower took root and sprouted, thrived, and then withered rapidly, until it withered, and he could see the whole process clearly, without any blur.

This is indeed a feasible path, and the false saint feels the cause, but because of his lack of strength, he can't perceive the effect, and he can't create a stable reality.

Ling Qi saw the result, but he still couldn't find the reason!

What is it that causes the distorted reality to be created so quickly?

(End of chapter)

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