Time passed day by day, Long Wushuang had been trapped in the sea of fire for three months, the Protoss, although it was peaceful, and there were no foreign enemies to harass him, but everyone was worried about him all the time, the stone in everyone's heart had not been completely put down, what happened to him, whether the Demon Ancestor would bring disaster to the Immortal Protoss in the future, no one had an answer.

In the Sea of Flames, under that huge pit, Long Wushuang pondered, as if he was getting closer and closer to opening that door, and he even felt the improvement of his divine power.

I have been trapped here for three months, and there is no other food, only dragon grass, although I only eat one every ten days, but I have been in this molten place for a long time, and I always eat the rare treasure of dragon grass, and my body inevitably has some reactions.

The fact is indeed the same as God said, if you stay in such a place for a long time, there will be problems, not only will there be problems with your physical functions, but if you can't put your mind at ease and can't detach yourself, there will also be problems in your heart.

A drop of nosebleed flowed down, dripped on the withered vine, and disappeared in an instant, he looked down at the withered vine, where did the blood go, was it absorbed by the withered vine, the second drop of nosebleed fell, and fell on the withered vine again, this time he saw clearly, it was indeed absorbed by the withered vine, as long as it dripped on, it disappeared immediately.

What kind of monster is this, does it have life, yes, it must have life, otherwise where will the strength trap him, he grabbed the withered vine with both hands, and used his divine power, struggling outward, trying to break free.

He exerted his strength here, and on the other side, the Demon Ancestor secretly rejoiced in his heart, Long Wushuang's divine power had improved, the more force he used over there, and the less power he used to restrain himself here, he was waiting for the strength on the other side to reach a certain level, maybe he could take the opportunity to get out of trouble.

He didn't figure out what the withered vine was, but he knew that the withered vines on these two sides must be one, both from the same force source, the power of the force source is constant, the greater the force that Long Wushuang uses over there, the greater the force that binds him, then correspondingly, the power that binds himself will be smaller.

On the other side, Long Wushuang struggled for a while, but the more force he used, the corresponding strength of the withered vine entangled with him also increased, as if even if his strength increased several times, the power of the withered vine to bind himself might also increase several times, he had exhausted all his strength, but he still didn't see any hope of breaking free, he was deflated, almost desperate.

Seeing that he was relieved, the Demon Ancestor immediately comforted him and said, "You have already made progress, that's right, keep working hard, one day you will be able to completely get rid of its shackles." ”

Long Wushuang raised his eyes and looked at him, in the past few months, his old face has become more and more wrinkled, like an old bark, with ravines and ravines, could it be that he has really changed his mind, these days he has given himself a lot of encouragement, a lot of inspiration for himself, so that his understanding of the heavenly machine of the universe is much deeper than before.

But is this possible, according to his own understanding of him, and the god's opinion of him, he should not be such a kind person, he can't think of a reason, he can only judge that the Demon Ancestor's Demon Sea wound has not healed, and he can't break free, so he can only hope that after he strengthens himself and gets out of trouble, he can save him, he is impressing himself with feelings, except for this possibility, he can't think of any other possibility.

However, he was unable to comprehend the cosmic celestial machine for a long time, although his understanding was much deeper, but the last ray of light did not come, and he did not enter a higher and deeper realm.

He closed his eyes and began to think about the universe again, thinking about everything in the universe, the vast sea of stars, the bright flowers, the crystal droplets, the tiny sand.

A grain of fine sand is also a world, where does it come from, maybe it was originally a boulder, after hundreds of millions of years of evolution, it was washed by the endless water of the water, in the endless movement of this world, the boulder disappeared, turned into a grain of fine sand.

Where does the boulder come from, from this world or from the outside of the sky, no matter where it comes from, doesn't it all come from the universe, isn't it all in the chaos, until the light of chaos shines, the universe is produced, there is a boundless sea of stars, there is this world, there is that boulder, and it gradually turns into sand from the boulder, so where does the sand come from, it comes from the universe, and its roots are in the universe.

That door seems to reveal a glimmer of light, on the other hand, what is the universe, the universe is everything, it can be the vast starry sky, it can also be a stone, it can be a grain of sand, a flower, a drop of water, a living being, all things return to their origins, the same source, this is the universe.

"Boom", he seemed to feel that he had broken through the bottleneck, the gate of heaven disappeared violently, a bright light, he walked towards the light, embraced the universe, he stretched out his palm, as if grasping the chaos, a touch of golden light shone, chaos broke in his hands, light, infinite light, he was like a giant in the heavens and the earth, watching the growth of the universe.

On the other side, the Demon Ancestor stared at him tightly, he had already felt the change in his divine power, the chaotic light became more and more powerful, and a dazzling aura suddenly appeared on the back of Long Wushuang's head.

He was overjoyed, it was done, this kid actually became, he comprehended the universe, entered the eighteenfold realm of the gods, and had already incarnated as a god, he didn't dare to come out, he was afraid of disturbing him, and he looked forward to him to hurry up and pull the withered vines.

Long Wushuang's heart has never been so peaceful, the world has never been so clear in his eyes, he seems to be able to see everything, he seems to be omnipotent, full of infinite power.

He grabbed the withered vine with both hands, his eyes were calm and firm, it was just a thing in the universe, after all, there was a limit, the universe was still endless, it could not be infinite.

"Roar", he suddenly exerted his strength, and suddenly stretched the withered vine open, but the power of the withered vine responded immediately, pestering him, trapping him, and not allowing him to escape.

Long Wushuang wrestled with the withered vines here, and on the other side, the Demon Ancestor suddenly found that the withered vines on his body were gone, it was estimated that Long Wushuang's strength was too strong, and all the withered vines went over to deal with him.

The Demon Ancestor was overjoyed, and hurriedly jumped up, unfurled the Black Lotus of the World, unfolded his wand, and came out of that small recess, floating above the molten lava.

"Long Wushuang", with a smug smile on the corner of his mouth: "Thank you." ”

Long Wushuang was fighting with the withered vines, but suddenly heard the Demon Ancestor calling him, hurriedly turned his head to look, and was taken aback, he couldn't believe his eyes, he hurriedly stopped his strength, and looked at the Demon Ancestor in a daze: "How did you get out of trouble?"

Demon Ancestor: "Don't you know that the withered vines on these two sides are one, the power it uses against you is greater, and the power that binds me is naturally smaller, just now you suddenly exerted force, if it doesn't transfer its strength from me, I'm afraid it will let you run." ”

Long Wushuang felt incredible: "Then there is no reason for it to choose to trap me and let you go." ”

Demon Ancestor: "I didn't have any strength, I never resisted, it probably thought I didn't need strength here, anyway, I got out of trouble." ”

Long Wushuang didn't feel good in his heart: "So, what you said earlier counts?"

Demon Ancestor: "When have I spoken, hahahaha, I won't talk to you, I have to hurry up and find Jiuyao Agni." ”

He floated away into the depths with his wand, and gradually disappeared, Long Wushuang began to struggle again, but the power was so amazing that he still couldn't break free.

"Ah......," he yelled in exasperation, "what are you?" ”

Suddenly, a small voice came: "I don't know what I am, human, are you tired." ”

"Who?", Long Wushuang suddenly felt creepy again: "Who is talking?"

The small voice: "I am the withered vine you say, you want to escape from my control, there is no door." ”

Long Wushuang felt that the hairs on his body stood up, and before he could ask more things, the space suddenly trembled, and it was about to erupt again, he quickly protected his body with a firm reinforcement of the chaotic light, and after the thunderous sound, he was once again drowned by the roaring molten lava.