Although the area of Yi's world has increased, it still can't catch the traces of the puppet netherworld.

What is Netherworld? The ultimate darkness in the world.

As a symbolic entity of Nameless's comprehension of the Netherworld, all darkness is his territory.

But Wang Qing's actions did not end. He doesn't care about the consequences now, and since he wants to play, he will play big. From the beginning of contact with gossip in my heart, all kinds of memories of contact with Qimen Dunjia flashed like a slide. Countless original cruxes, countless new realizations, under the pressure of death, inspiration exploded.

With a light step, the endless Tai Chi disappeared, turning into a trace of the elusive Xunjia and blending into time and space.

Sixty-four hexagrams are connected and turned into eight gates.

Eight doors are space, and ten armor is variable, which is not enough.

Wang Qing's heart moved.

Four thunderous and shattered star swords are nailed into the four elephants, yin and yang are divided into four elephants, and the year is divided into four seasons.

As soon as the Four Seasons Thunder Sword transformed by the "Four Seasons Sword Technique" entered the four elephants, it exploded in an instant.

The year is divided into four seasons, one season and six solar terms, which is the way of time.

When the time and emptiness are the fundamental avenues, it is more difficult and obscure than the killing path, and it stands to reason that Wang Qing has no reason to contact it. But who let the ancestors who knew that it was difficult, but rose to the occasion?

The eight doors are empty, the four seasons are the time, Wang Qing stood on the broad shoulders of the sages, and tried to simulate a trace of charm in the space of this unrestrained domain.

Sometimes there is free, and there are variables. Wang Qing's space instantly came alive.

Feeling the change in space, a wave of joy welled up in my heart.

Wang Qing clenched his fists slightly.

"I said, there should be mountains and rivers in the world."

The two hexagrams of Gen and Kan are shining, and the hexagram of water is followed by the hexagram related to the earth.

The mountains rise in scales, and the mountain springs and rivers flow endlessly.

The changes on Wang Qing's side stunned the old nameless. Now he was almost convinced of Wang Qing's so-called identity of the Ten Lands, such a complicated inheritance, by no means something that a certain sect could cultivate.

It wasn't until the mountains and rivers stood up that Nameless suddenly felt that something was wrong. What is reflected in the domain is the most fundamental cognition in a person's heart, and it is also the manifestation of the most impressive things. As soon as this mountain came out, Wang Qing's identity was self-evident.

"Kunlun... The ancestor of all mountains. Kunlun junior, I see that you are still pretending! Die! ”

Wang Qing was unmoved.

"I said, the world is divided into heaven and earth, and the sun lasts forever. Light comes from the sky, and the underworld is born. ”

The sky was divided, the fire was lit in the air, and a round of the great sun wantonly emitted light and heat.

A dark shadow suddenly disappeared in the daylight.

The dark shadow hurried to escape underground, where he was familiar with the netherworld.

But the earth was like a solid shield, firmly holding him back.

Wang Qing smiled slightly, I caught you.

"All things are born from thunder, destroyed by thunder, and the gods are brought by thunder!"

The dark clouds were thick, the tremors appeared, the purple light was shining, and a great force of destruction was brewing.

"Old thing, die! Uh..."

In front of me, in a cave, an old man.

What Kunlun Mountain, the Great Sun God Thunder suddenly dissipated like a dream. Wang Qing was forcefully pulled back to reality.

An old man and a young man looked at each other speechlessly, looking at each other in embarrassment.

After a long time, a nameless hoarse voice sounded.

"Junior Kunlun, you, what kind of artistic conception are you. With such a big heart, aren't you afraid to support yourself to death? ”

Wang Qing felt the weakness in the other party's tone, and the sword heart was running rapidly, and a bold guess came out.

The attack pattern of the domain is a bit like the dimensionality reduction strike seen in science fiction before. Drag the other person's consciousness onto your canvas and let yourself smear it.

Beyond the limits of physics, a two-dimensional world where spirit is king.

If you have a domain, it's like two unrelated paintings. Everyone can only fight to the death, compare the material, compare the art of painting.

But coincidentally, Wang Qing did not have a domain, only the prototype of the immature domain that Shatter Star came with. So without resistance, it was pulled into the nameless canvas.

However, although the Shattered Star Sword Domain was only in its infancy, it still gave Wang Qing a chance to resist. Wang Qing was given a paintbrush that could be used to paint.

It is equivalent to two people competing to paint on an unknown canvas at the same time, competing for the canvas.

Such a miracle is hard to come by, and Nameless has fought countless times in his long life, and he has never seen such a ridiculous thing.

At the end of the day, the Shattered Star Sword Domain was nothing more than a seed. The core that really allowed Wang Qing to gain a foothold in the Nameless Domain was his powerful Three Souls. In particular, the Xuandan, which is condensed into the fruit of the Dao, is worthy of being the core of Taoist practice.

When I swallowed a pill of Xuandan, I knew that my life was not up to heaven.

The mystery of Xuandan is usually not obvious. But in today's special situation, hideous minions are exposed.

The ultimate goal of Taoist cultivation is not so much immortality, but a higher pursuit of jumping out of the Three Realms and not being in the Five Elements.

The man-made netherworld restricts Wang Qing's body, how can it restrict Xuandan.

Wang Qing's actions just now were completely using the power of the shattered star as a seed, absorbing and transforming the power of the nameless netherworld to create the world. Otherwise, with Wang Qing's small body, let alone creation, it would be enough for him to be **** if he could generate a small mountain bag.

However, even if Wang Qing may not be able to perform such a feat on his own for a long time. But the preciousness of this experience is unprecedented. It not only verifies Wang Qing's vision of his own path, but also proves the prospect of this road. It can be said that for a long time, Wang Qing no longer has to worry about the road ahead, and just strides forward in the established direction.

Of course, Wang Qingshuang was depressed, and Nameless was depressed. It's good to be beautiful in others, but it doesn't include enemies. Nameless has rich experience, and as soon as Wang Qing's world came out, he realized that something was wrong. The battle was fought within his domain, and it was his strength that was consumed.

But fortunately, it is his world, and the control is still in his hands. As soon as I realized that something was wrong, I decisively dismantled the domain. Otherwise, if Wang Qing really made a purple sky divine thunder slash down, not only would he have to exhaust his divine sense, but even the three souls would be injured.

But even if the opportunity is decisive, creation is child's play. Wang Qing used up the Shattered Star Spiritual Sword, and he began to nourish it since he got the Shattered Star Spirit Sword, and the power he had accumulated to this day. Nameless is also greatly damaged, less than one out of ten.

This is still a nameless monopoly of the Holy Spring, and his divine sense is far beyond Tongji. For many years, Nameless hadn't consumed so much divine sense. Even if you control more than a dozen puppets at the same time, it doesn't consume so much.

Feeling the nameless weakness, Wang Qing's eyes burned with a scorching light.

The opportunity must not be missed, the opportunity to kill a half-step grandmaster is not a coincidence, or a dream. A half-step grandmaster who lacks divine sense and can't use the domain is much stronger than a first-class? Wang Qing plans to give it a try.

Even if you can't kill the bag, the experience is invaluable.

Wang Qing didn't say a word, he shattered the star, and pounced on it, and the summer thunderstorm!

The small environment of the cave makes it difficult for the two of them to move around. As soon as Pu fights, he will make a spicy move, and he will not hesitate to exchange injuries for injuries, just to kill the enemy.

Without the lofty domain and artistic conception, the two returned to the most primitive fight like beasts.

The bright sword light and the dark claw shadows intertwined, the furious purple thunder and the invisible black shadows dissolved, and blood and broken clothes flew everywhere.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them played fast and made more than a dozen moves.

Nameless was suddenly embarrassed to find that he couldn't beat it.

It's been so many years that I haven't done it myself. The master pulled into the domain, and with his divine sense far beyond Tongji, he rarely suffered. With a low hand, the subordinates will be leveled, and there are a large number of puppets. But after all, he also killed step by step, who dares to say that his martial arts are not good.

But this weird young man met today. It's just that the artistic conception is weird, how can the swordsmanship be so exquisite. The most terrifying thing is how he could have such a lot of combat experience. How old is he? You can't fight all day long, right?

Once you pull the NPC down the notch, you can get into the rhythm you are used to. The player's advantage is revealed.

Fighting every day is not normal for a normal player. It's just that in less than two years, any player, when it comes to combat experience, is at least at the second or third rate, far exceeding the number of NPCs. This is a group of special groups who are purely combat-oriented, and they have seen it in the nameless place of Datang.

With the sneak attack of Wang Qing's big seal, the nameless in the vertigo was blocked by Wang Qing's sword. A generation of half-step grandmasters died aggrievedly in the second-rate battle intensity, and they were simply dead.

Wang Qing ignored the bloody wounds on his body, anyway, he had taken medicine and couldn't die.

Came to Nameless's side and stretched out his sinful hands.

Don't drop the bag? In addition to storing the secret room, the most essential thing for NPC valuables is to carry them with you. It's just a different way to touch the corpse.

Although Wang Qing was disgusted in his heart, the gains from labor were sacrosanct. It's strange to fight yourself, no matter how disgusting it is, you have to touch it.

First of all, the most obvious pair of claw-like gloves with sharp fingertips on the hands, at first glance, they are good things, and they are picked up. Clothes, Wang Qing thought about it or forgot it. No matter how good it is, it can't be disgusting.

However, up and down, he didn't let go of any open pockets and hidden pockets. Even in the end, he was not at ease, and activated a treasure hunt charm to confirm that there was no more oil and water. I was satisfied with a bunch of bits and pieces into the backpack.

Looking at the time, there was still about half an hour. After a little recovery, he even wasted a drop of holy spring to restore his consciousness. The player's special physique was restored in a short period of time with the help of the elixir.

Without a half-step grandmaster, those first-class people in the walled city would become prey. It just so happened that Wang Qing had a lot of things to experiment with, but it was inconvenient to use them outside the copy. Time is of the essence and cannot be wasted.

Wang Qing tidied up a little, and swaggered out of the cave.

I hope that my little sister won't be too ruthless and leave me some.

At the same time, the little sister's face was full of anger and anger. Riding her national treasure mount rampaging through the streets of the walled city, a pair of great swords almost incompatible, like a sinister star.

The black and white national treasures are dyed red.

When Wang Qing arrived, his keen sense of hearing faintly heard the little sister muttering incessantly.

"What a broken book, you can't see it, you can't get it, you can break it, you can't get it!" ()

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