Faced with the first trip in his life, Huangtian did not seem panicked. After all, he had experienced so many things in the days of the Supreme Palace, and surviving in the wild seemed a little too much for him to be in a hurry.

On the way to travel day and night, Huang Tian did not slack off on his cultivation at all. But for some reason, he always felt that there was some 'uneasiness' in his heart, and this 'uneasiness' can actually be attributed to excitement to a certain extent.

After four days of driving, Arachi was also a little tired and wanted to adjust, so he found a secluded place and lit a bonfire. In this midsummer night, the breeze is gentle, completely driving away the irritability of the day, and countless stars twinkle in the night sky, and the fireflies in front of you are perfectly reflected, and you are fascinated by each other, and you can't tell each other apart.

And at this moment, the barren sky is not in the mood to enjoy the beauty of this midnight night. Wasteland probed his divine sense into the space of the Supreme Ring, and the inside of the Supreme Ring was still as dark as ever.

"Hey, you're there, aren't you sleeping?"

In fact, so far, he has not seen the real figure of Jue, he can only hear Jue's voice, but listening to the voice, he can't tell whether he (she) is a man or a woman, he only feels very vicissitudes. Out of helplessness, Araita tried to ask.

"Uh, yes. Only one voice came from the darkness.

Huang Tian heard Jue's voice, so he asked tightly: "Jue senior, can you change this space to a different scene, it's a little dark, I can't see it clearly." ”

"It's okay, but not now. I've just woken up, and I can only use some important powers, and there are many more that I can't use yet. For example, this transformation space is not within the scope of important forces......" said faintly.

"Well, then how can I cultivate the Desolate Emperor Technique. Wasteland said dissatisfiedly.

"The Desolate Emperor's Recipe will already glow with golden light, if you want to be too dark, you will use your flame to illuminate. He said with great disdain.

"Uh, Supreme Flame...... Illuminating?...... "If Arayu were alive, I guess I would be angry to death when I heard that Arayu's flames were used for lighting."

Arato originally had a glimmer of hope, but it was completely shattered by the words of the absolute. Putting on an expression as if he had eaten a dead child, his right hand slowly opened the glowing Desolate Emperor Technique, and his left hand ............ Without restraint, a crimson flame rose............

Then, for some reason, the golden light was flourishing again, and a huge and grand voice sounded in the dark space: "The Desolate Emperor Jue - Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, let the space be destroyed and shattered, with the impermanence of time, go through reincarnation, step through the Supreme, and achieve the supreme Dao fruit." As far as you are concerned, you belong to your own only way!"

This sentence was impassioned, and there was a burst of qi and blood tumbling in the body of the desolate sky.

"Supreme Dao Fruit?" Huang Tian said to Xiao Jiujiu in his heart, "Whose voice is this, why is this such a mysterious person recently." It makes me wonder if I'm dreaming!"

"Moreover, isn't the Supreme the final destination?" Aratian was shocked as he recalled the mysterious voice.

At this time, Jue's voice sounded again, solving the doubts in Huang Tian's heart: "The Supreme is only the ultimate realm of this cosmic power, but the powerful Supreme can only live longer than ordinary people and cannot live forever. ”

"Immortality is what people ultimately seek. No matter how powerful the Supreme is, he can't stand the deprivation of time, and everything he has in the end can only be helplessly empty in the torrent of time, just like your ancestor who also explored the path after the Supreme!" explained to the desolate sky lightly.

Hearing this, Huang Tian secretly clenched his fists: "What is above the Supreme? It seems that the Supreme is not my final goal. ”

retracted his divergent thoughts, and gradually settled down to study the trick of the desolate emperor.

The Desolate Emperor Jue, each realm corresponds to a different method, and some magical powers are recorded. After seeing it, Huang Tian became more and more sure in his heart that this exercise must not be simple, so without further ado, he first cultivated from the first spirit transformation realm.

Because, Desolate Heaven was already a spiritual cultivator from the beginning, so the cultivation corresponding to the first realm of this Desolate Emperor Jue should be easier than normal.

Huang Tian sat down cross-legged with full confidence, and began to urge the spiritual sea in his body as the Emperor Jue said. In the dantian, there was still lightning and thunder above the dark red spiritual sea, and the big waves were rolling, as if a fierce beast had descended into the world.

Then, with the cultivation of the barren sky, the space above the spiritual sea had traces of slight distortion, and the space stalemate emitted powerful fluctuations from time to time. Each fluctuation causes small tsunamis, and the scene is terrifying.

When the desolate sky didn't pay attention, the Supreme Ring actually mixed into the spiritual sea of the Desolate Heaven at some point, and there was an ancient ** scroll floating on the Supreme Ring, which was the Desolate Emperor's Recipe.

The Desolate Heaven Yuan God sat on top of the scroll, the space was still distorted, looking at this scene, it seemed that it was the Desolate Heaven under the space distortion node that caused all this, not the Desolate Emperor Jue or the Supreme Ring. With the cultivation of the barren sky, the fluctuations of the space became more and more violent, as if it was about to crack.

Under the continuous twisting and tearing, a black dot finally emerged in the space above the spiritual sea. In that black spatial rift, there are wonderful scenes flickering, sometimes it is a scene of dragons and tigers leaping, sometimes it is a scene of dragons and phoenixes, and sometimes it is a scene of landslides and earth cracks......

And at this moment, the huge dark red flame meteorite that had been quietly in the spiritual sea also gave up, and a rumbling sound could be faintly heard inside the flame. Suddenly, the meteorite, which was as black as ink, and the red clouds, reflected the heavens and the earth in red and black, and the middle was clearly separated, and after a few seconds, it became a unified dark red, and then it was divided into two colors...... It keeps going back and forth......

Aratian was still sitting cross-legged, beads of sweat gradually dripping from under his forehead, and an extremely painful expression slowly appeared on his face.

At this moment, the space above the desolate sky suddenly stopped, and then exploded without warning, and all the scenes in the black dot were all collapsed and flew out, scurrying around at will on the desolate heavenly spiritual sea, and finally disappeared in a violent collision. At the same time, the flames of the meteorite in the spiritual sea rushed straight to Xiao Han, and the crimson clouds in the sky were forcibly washed away, and the barren sky opened his closed eyes, and a red light flashed in the depths of his eyes, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Ahem...... "Ahem," Arathia tried his best to steady his breath, "How could it be...... How could it fail? It should be a matter of course...... It's obviously cultivated in the way described above, how can this be?"

Faced with some in amazement, he never dared to believe his failure, and carefully looked through the ancient books word by word.

"Are you sure you have comprehended the things on the Desolate Emperor Technique, don't you feel a little strange?" Jue's voice sounded abruptly again.

"Strange?" Aratian was silent, a little unintelligible.

"Do you think that the calligraphy, paintings, and poems that your ancestors gave you are all superfluous?" said Jue Piaoran, pointing out the desolate sky.

"You mean those things?" said Arakuten, who seemed to have come to his senses.

"He never does anything useless, you should be able to understand it during your eight years of cultivation. He said earnestly.

After listening to the words, Araita savored every time he spent with Arayu. This ancestor was serious about his troubles, had the demeanor of a king, and never seemed to do anything that he didn't do for no reason! At that time, Huang Tian himself was still thinking: Why didn't the ancestor pass on his exercises before? Why did he give me a bunch of useless books?

Now look at it - there must be something strange about this!

"I understand!" said that, the desolate sky returned to his body and touched the supreme ring above the spiritual sea.

"Ancestor, I will definitely live up to your expectations, and I will definitely resurrect you!" said Aratian, clenching his fist in his sleeves.

Wasteland found a meteorite above the spiritual sea and poured a small part of the books in the Supreme Ring on top of the stone. So taking advantage of the beautiful scenery of this good day, Huangtian held the book in his hand and looked at the night sky and indulged.

Gradually, Arato seems to have forgotten the passage of time and seems to have forgotten the effects of gravity. The spirit is detached from the physical body, and the fugue is too empty, wandering in the universe.

The universe is vast, and the lonely figure of the barren sky is not even a speck of dust here, and I can't help but yearn for the universe spontaneously in my heart.

Wearing the stars and the moon, countless stars flew around the barren sky, and the barren sky seemed to be surrounded by a group of colorful bright spots. Arato enjoys the feeling of being surrounded by stars.

Still wandering in this cosmic void, the barren sky gradually became familiar with this unfamiliar environment, but he didn't know that an inexplicable force was coming.

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