The countless lines-like light in front of him made Huang Fei feel indescribably dizzy.

He still didn't know how long the process had lasted, when the light in front of him had disappeared, and how he had regained his consciousness.

In this process full of dizziness, he inevitably felt a resentment in his heart.

Why are the protagonists in other people's home crossing novels so smooth, what do you want, all kinds of cool?

But I encountered all the situations I didn't understand at all.

That's too much of a contrast, isn't it?

At this time, Huang Fei's mind was still full of messy thoughts.

As he turned these thoughts, voices kept coming into his head.

The voices were quick and slow, and the tone was different.

"The energy shock is expected to arrive in eleven turns. ”

"Space locking, seventy-two wings, slashing formation, releasing energy after three turns. ”

"Time and space are in the middle of the formation, and the state of the technique is stable. ”

"Trap four, keep the charge formation. ”

"Recall the whole dream, and adjust the track according to the dynamic battle situation calculation. ”

In a trance, Huang Fei seemed to be able to see the overall situation of the huge crowd he was in.

It's as if I was looking down at a strange galaxy not long ago.

The whole crowd was in a three-dimensional shape, like a very complex traditional Chinese text, and like a pattern that he couldn't understand.

The crowd was motionless in the dazzling world of extremely fast streamers.

There are too many people, and from a top-down perspective, Huang Fei can't even see where he is.

He only felt like an insignificant little shrimp, drifting with the flow.

But in this peculiar overhead perspective, Huang Fei noticed that in the center of the crowd, the floating sunny handsome man, as if he had heard it briefly, is it called Zhanchen?

The sunny and handsome man had his eyes closed, a faint confident smile on his face, and his body was surrounded by eight black mist figures.

Those voices seemed to come from the center of the nine.

"Huh?"

seemed to sense Huang Fei's prying eyes, and Huang Fei immediately felt that someone had cast a concerned eye on him.

"Come here, I'll be waiting for you. ”

'He's a bit of a problem with his form. "The first one should be the voice of a man named Zhanchen.

"Didn't you let Lao Yang see it, no problem?"

Zhanchen sneered: "Is this called no problem? He just doesn't have time to deal with the trouble." Let's work hard for the time being, and share the work that originally belonged to Huang Fei. ”

"Zhan Chen, time and space are limited. Two hundred and sixteen turns are expected to make contact after the turn. Someone next to him suddenly reminded.

"A group of haunted guys. The smile on Zhan Chen's face retracted, and he scolded, "Time and space formation, prepare to expand the technique." Instantly stab all the staff, copy the knife, and prepare to cut people with Lao Tzu!"

"Qiu Wen, you will temporarily replace the core. ”

Zhanchen looked at an ordinary-looking man beside him, wrapped in black mist.

The man nodded.

"Rest assured. Do you need support from the middle formation?"

"No, I don't. Zhanchen said, "I'll do it myself." ”

"Dream will cooperate with you. The man's voice was steady.

Zhanchen nodded, no more nonsense.

"Instant stabbing everyone, go, pick up the guests!" his voice roared, full of breath.

Huang Fei was embarrassed.

Why did he think this was like the bustard in the kiln?

Then Huang Fei saw the center of the huge crowd from a bird's-eye perspective, and in various scattered positions, hundreds of black mist figures flew out with Zhan Chen.

In this starry sky full of illusory splendor, these people flying out upwards were led by Zhan Chen, shaped like an incomparably sharp unsheathed sword.

"Time and space are in the middle of the formation, and the technique begins. Realm energy impact, open. ”

Huang Fei heard a calm voice, not like Zhanchen's voice before, it could be the man named Qiu Wen.

Immediately, the unsheathed sword composed of black mist figures disappeared without a trace in the sky above the crowd.

All right.

Huang Fei thought to herself.

Again something he couldn't understand.

While he was thinking this, suddenly, Huang Fei felt his consciousness floating above the crowd and looking down, firmly pulled by some unknown, suction-like force, and flew straight towards the crowd.

And then there was a feeling that he himself could not describe at all.

It's not comfortable, it's not refreshing, it's not uncomfortable, it's not painful.

He felt as if his consciousness had shattered into pieces. But each tiny fragment is awake enough to feel the presence of other fragments.

It's like you suddenly have countless pairs of eyes, bringing countless different horizons, but strangely existing at the same time.

In this strange state, Huang Fei felt that his mind was unprecedentedly clear and clear.

Everything in front of me, all this I have experienced is incredible, probably the memory of the past that I have forgotten now?

The entire fragment horizon seemed to respond to the thoughts in his mind, and each frame reflected a different blurred vision.

In a trance, Huang Fei saw the man with a sunny and handsome face called Zhanchen from a picture vision.

Behind him was a sword made of huge black mist figures, and in front of him were several blurry black figures that could not be seen clearly.

The two sides were violently colliding with each other, intertwined, and various shapes of light continued to erupt around them.

In a trance, Huang Fei saw from the vision of the picture that the surroundings of the huge crowd were also constantly bursting with different shapes of light.

There are bloom shapes, long strips, round shapes, and more irregular explosion shapes.

In a trance, Huang Fei saw one palace after another, standing on the surface of the dark star that was so huge that it had no friends, extending to the inside, with no end in sight.

Those palaces, unlike the dark flames of the stars, all had a golden-white glow on their surfaces.

Even though their size is so insignificant compared to the stars, those golden-white points of light are so dazzling and reflect each other.

In a trance, Huang Fei saw a certain picture in the golden-white dazzling palace.

There was a young man in his early twenties.

He stood at the edge of the palace, looking down at the dark and monstrous flames below, his face full of sorrow, but he didn't say a word from beginning to end, and no strange voice sounded directly without a head.

Next to the young man, there was also a sunny and handsome man standing, who was Zhanchen.

Zhan Chen in the picture just stood on the side of the young man, his face sinking like water, and he didn't say a word.

It wasn't until the young man turned his head that Huang Fei heard Zhanchen's voice: "They will re-enter reincarnation." ”

"Since this life is the love of your parents, next time, it will be your turn to protect them. ”

The young man smiled bitterly, and then Huang Fei heard the young man's voice from the picture.

"My next time, if any, when will it be?"

Huang Fei was stunned for a while, and all his mind was trapped in the vision of this piece of picture, unable to detach.

The young man's voice fell, and beside him and Zhan Chen, eight figures wrapped in black mist suddenly appeared.

"There will be. Zhanchen grinned at the corner of the young man's mouth, revealing a bright smile, "Huang Fei." ”

The young man's voice was exactly the same as Huang Fei's own voice in his memory.

In a trance, Huang Fei saw more fragments in unknown order.

He saw the young man, also named Huang Fei, facing Zhanchen and eight black mist figures.

"Is it decided?"

I don't know whose voice it is.

The young man in the frame nods.

"It's a state where I can play my best. ”

"I don't understand. Still not knowing whose voice it was, "I agree that a smaller form can burst with stronger energy." But if you have to keep it smaller, why not just shrink the particles to the extreme?"

"The maximum limit for the smallest particle burst is the highest. Zhan Chen's voice was flat, "But because of the two-sided nature of energy, it is also the most difficult to control. Even I can't maintain such a small body form for a long time. And. ”

"We are human beings. Please do not forget this, no matter what kind of power you have acquired. We are human beings. ”

followed by several other voices that were different but also unfamiliar to Huang Fei.

"I think the child is in good shape, suitable for Huang Fei. Shouldn't we just live as we please? We have the right to exist in our most comfortable form. ”

"In the extreme particle state, the energy fluctuation amplitude is too large, which is not only difficult to control, but also difficult to form a surgical coordination. ”

"And the extreme particle state is contrary to our conventional form, and it is even more inconvenient for life. ”

"Huang Fei, just live with your own ideas. ”

The young man nodded, and Huang Fei saw that his and Zhanchen's hands changed several complex gestures at the same time.

Immediately, the young man's body shrank and grew at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a five or six-year-old boy, just like the body of a little boy with Huang Scarlet in the sword vein.

！！

Huang Fei is sabby again.

In this way, it is really yourself, such as a fake change?

He really wanted to keep watching, but there were so many images in front of him that it was not his turn to choose. Many times, even if he is fully immersed in a certain picture, he has already entered the next picture before he can see the bottom.

Huang Fei saw a little boy of five or six years old, floating above the golden and white palace, and there were still Zhanchen and the eight black mist figures beside him.

"I don't understand. An unfamiliar voice sounded, "Why do we abandon the Dream Galaxy?"

"The intensification of the Dark Realm energy has made it impossible for most of the people to continue to exist in Dreamback. ”

Zhan Chen's voice replied.

"We continue to live here, and sooner or later we will be torn into extreme particles by the powerful Dark Realm energy. ”

"And it's a great opportunity. ”

On the side, another unfamiliar divine consciousness voice snatched Zhanchen's words and said, "The inside of the galaxy has become like this, if you don't leave, do you want to become cosmic dust?"

The incomprehensible voice of the divine consciousness continued to sound, "Then why take such a big risk and migrate to such a remote galaxy?"

"Because there, there is the future that I grasp the most. ”

Huang Fei was stunned.

Through the picture, his voice sounded in his head again.

The puzzled voice of consciousness did not continue, but another unfamiliar voice sounded.

"That remote little galaxy, we want to call it"

"Milky Way. ”

......

......

The Sword Vein of the Frost Realm, the fourth floor of Huang Fei's residence.

The red-haired Wen Xia holographic projection stood indoors, looking at Huang Fei's consciousness in the air with his eyes closed.

"What's going on?"

There was also a consciousness floating next to him, and although his face was blurry and his expression could not be seen clearly, there was anxiety in his voice that could not be concealed.

"The memory backup hangs up in its entirety. ”

"Senior Brother Huang's protection mechanism on the Divine Soul is too sensitive, and the data is too large, which has caused a further reaction from the protection mechanism. ”

"Now Senior Brother Huang may be in a state of transgression, this is the technique left by Mr. Zhan, beyond the origin level, we have nothing to do. ”

Mo Daoning's voice was quite calm.

"Since it is Mr. Zhan's technique, it won't be harmful to Xiaofei, let's wait for the end of the technique for the time being. ”

"Transgression state?" Wen Xia's holographic projection muttered to herself, "Is the time and space realm limited, it's really a big deal." ”

After talking to herself, Wen Xia looked at Mo Daoning and Zhili.

"You stay here and wait for Scarlet's state to end. ”

After the voice was spoken, the holographic projection of the redhead disappeared again.

Mo Daoning sighed, but did not make a sound.

The illusory consciousness in the air returned to his body, glanced at him, and suddenly joked: "What, I'm worried that Senior Sister Shurong misses you?"

Mo Daoning was noncommittal, and said after a while: "We're just guarding here?"

"What can I do then?" I don't know, "By the way, I remember that Senior Brother Huang has a few interesting entertainment facilities, just to pass the time." ”

"Then you go. Mo Daoning looked at her and couldn't help but say a few more words, "A person of his age, he is quite fun-loving." ”

I don't know how to smile: "The meaning of life is to enjoy." ”

Mo Daoning watched her run to step on an aperture in the corner of the room, then disappeared, shook his head to himself, and said to himself: "Since you're here, let's go see the one next door......

As he spoke, his body trembled slightly, and an identical Mo Daoning clone walked out of him and swept out the window.

Mo Daoning, who stayed in place, honestly stared at Huang Fei's consciousness in mid-air.

After Mo Daoning's clone flew out of Huang Fei's building, he saw a motionless and handsome woman standing motionless in the courtyard next door.

She was still standing in the middle of the courtyard, her eyes closed, and a sword stuck in the ground in front of her.

"Senior Sister Zhao. ”

Mo Daoning's clone sent out a divine sense, but the other party did not respond.

Mo Daoning's clone didn't care at all, and after saying hello, he landed in the courtyard next door.

......

In the courtyard, there was a subtle sound like the sound of a sword, the sound of a sword caused by the vibration of an invisible substance.

Mo Daoning smiled: "If you don't understand your sword, everyone will think that Senior Sister is a mute." ”

......

There was still a subtle sound of swords.

"Senior sister, that's not what I said. Mo Daoning waved his hand again and again, "I never felt that you were paralyzed." ”

The sound of swords returned.

"I'm just here to ask. Mo Daoning said, "Have you received the news about the Great Distance Ring?"

This time, there was no sound of the sword, and the delicate woman nodded.

"And what about your decision?"

The unmistakable sound of a sword rang out.

Mo Daoning nodded, didn't say anything more, and got up to leave.

Returning to the air of Huang Fei's residence next door, he sent out his divine sense to the sky.

"Li Taijianjun. ”

When the doppelganger returned to the window on the fourth floor, the old woman's voice sounded.

Say. ”

"Senior Sister Zhao, it seems that you have seen the doorway. ”

"Huh?"

Mo Daoning was familiar with Mrs. Li's personality and knew that she meant to elaborate on herself.

"I look at the sword qi around her, the transformation of virtual and real, condensed without edge, flashy but not scattered, this is a manifestation of a big breakthrough. ”

“...... I'll take a trip sometime. Mrs. Lee's voice was flat.

But Hua Yuan, who was beside Mrs. Li, saw that there were faint traces of excitement on her old face.

Hua Yuan's heart moved, and his divine sense said, "The girl surnamed Zhao?"

Mrs. Li didn't say anything, just nodded.

The two of them were in the middle of a vast sea of purple clouds, galloping into the depths.

After half a ring, Mrs. Li finally sent out a divine sense and said, "I'll go over and take a look now." ”

As she spoke, she pinched the trick with one hand, and a doppelganger flew out of her body, turning into a streamer in the opposite direction of the two's advance, and instantly disappeared into the sea of clouds.

"It's been too long. Hua Yuan watched her clone leave, with some emotion, some smile, and some relief in his voice, "How long has it been since we had a new Origin Sword Monarch?"

"It's just a pity that it wasn't the best time. Mrs. Li said.

"That's better than nothing. Hua Yuan looked at the old woman beside him, "It's better to send charcoal in the snow than icing on the cake." ”

"If before the Cloud Palace comes," Mrs. Li's voice was worried, "she can't complete the Origin ......"

Without waiting for Hua Yuan to answer, her eyes suddenly lit up, as if she had thought of something important.

"Hua Yuan!"

“？”

"Do you remember, when the original design of the sword array was completed, what strength Mr. Su had?"

"Why do you suddenly ask this?" Hua Yuan said, "I want to think about it...... At that time, Mr. Su should be the perfect realm?"

Mrs. Li's tone couldn't hide her excitement: "But he can mobilize all the energy of the sword array!

"Are you trying to ......," Hua Yuan thought thoughtfully, "but that's different, the sword array was originally Mr. Su's thing back then, and it was a part of Mr. Su." If we want to use the limit of the Jie Shi to gain access to the internal core authority, we may not succeed. ”

"Moreover, we don't have the right person to be at the threshold of the realm at the moment......"

As he spoke, Hua Yuan's eyes suddenly lit up.

"What do you mean......"

Mrs. Li beside her nodded.

"That's interesting. In the sea of purple clouds, a smile appeared on Hua Yuan's face, "This matter should be handed over to Wen Xia and Xiaofei, and it is better to try after calculating the results." ”

"First access to the perimeter permissions. Mrs. Li's eyes flashed with a renewed glimmer of hope, "Your injuries have not healed, how much impact will it have?"

"Rest assured. Hua Yuan said lightly.

Looking at the endless sea of purple clouds in front of him, Hua Yuan's heart was mixed, and he didn't know what his mood was.

Can the sword vein grasp this small hope?