Chapter 1544: Erlang
Wang Sheng's body disappeared in an instant, appearing in front of the palace, like a giant chasing the sun, his palm stretched out, touching the depths of space.
Wang Sheng's body was wrapped in the core power, and it seemed that he was really about to pass through countless spaces and arrive at the real place of the palace.
But at this moment, the golden bell above the palace suddenly rang, so strong that it hit Wang Sheng's mind, like a slap in the face, and then he was expelled from that space.
In the final ringing of the golden bell, Wang Sheng's body staggered and fell, and the palace in the sky also disappeared and projected.
The phantoms below were disillusioned, as if they had lost their strength, and hundreds of divine beast spars fell into the void, falling to the ground with Wang Sheng's body, and then being put away by Wang Sheng, who had reacted, with his sleeves waved.
"It turned out to be such a secret."
Despite the setbacks, Wang Sheng's eyes were exceptionally bright, and he came into contact with the true secrets of this world, which was what Yun Zhongzi had been trying to pursue.
In fact, Wang Sheng was not without gains, in the moment just now, when he was extremely close to the palace, he saw a few words at the top of the palace.
Zixiao Palace!
There is no doubt that this name is not unfamiliar, and even for Wang Sheng, it is deafening!
In myths and legends, the place where the Dao Ancestor preached, the place where the Dao Ancestor lived, and the origin of the Three Thousand Avenues.
Of course, these were just legends, but for the first time, Wang Sheng felt that such legends were extremely close to him.
The Zixiao Palace in front of him is real, and the incomparably powerful power and level in it are also real, and even the kneeling figure in front of Zixiao Palace is also real.
It was a world that had been sealed in history.
"Yun Zhongzi, who are you!"
Wang Shenghuan looked at the place where Zixiao Palace appeared before, if that world really existed, then he had to imagine it at the beginning, and the imagination of the real existence of the mythical world was real.
A real mythical world, and the breath coming out of this palace, this mythical world is of such a high level, and the development of world civilization is unprecedented.
That's why Yun Zhongzi created ten big worlds, all of which must have myths and legends, and he was describing a world, a sealed world, a world that no one knows.
If the myth is true, and the identity of Yun Zhongzi is true, it is very likely that the purpose of Yun Zhongzi has always been to awaken a big world.
Wang Sheng had a lot of thoughts, and the existence of the palace had brought him too much influence, and it also made him think too much.
If that palace really exists, where is he, why doesn't he appear in the world, at that level, at least a place above the real space.
Even if the path is different, the power that comes with it is definitely not false.
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At this moment, Wang Sheng didn't know that at the moment when the palace phantom appeared, in this unknown space in this world, there was a broken continent, the traces on the continent were mottled, as if it had experienced a great war, the space to which the continent belonged was extremely strong, in the center of such a space, there was a small grass temple, and the grass temple enshrined a handsome young man-like statue, holding a three-pointed two-edged knife, eyebrows, and heroic.
In front of such a statue, a black-clothed figure that looked gloomy sat with his head bowed, holding a pot of wine in his hand, and sometimes raised his head to take a big sip, and only then could he see that the face of this black-clothed figure was so young, and for a moment it was somewhat similar to the statue behind the table he leaned on.
And suddenly, as if he felt something, he suddenly opened his eyes, and at the same time revealed the vertical eye in the center of his eyebrows, and the three eyes bloomed with divine light, dazzling.
"Ancestor!" He shouted in disbelief and joy in his voice.
"The ancestor really still exists, Uncle Yun Zhongzi, is this your arrangement!"
The young man's figure seemed to disappear in an instant, and he stood up and wanted to fly to the place where he sensed, but he was suddenly stunned again, just because the aura of the ancestor in the sense had disappeared.
He was not disappointed again, but bowed his head thoughtfully, and finally sat down cross-legged in front of the idol, but there was no longer that kind of embarrassment, and the flask in his hand disappeared.
"Since the patriarch still exists, with the ancestor's powerful supernatural powers, there should be hope of reversing the situation, even if it is the senior brothers who have been destroyed, uncle."
"And Master!" The young man clenched his palms, and his raised face was very grim, "Even if everyone forgets that history, I, Yang Jian, still remember, Master, they still exist." ”
It was as if for a moment there was the heroism of the statue of the god, as well as the confidence and pride that defied everything.
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Wang Sheng fell into the void, and after a while, he expelled the impact of the aftermath of the golden bell from his mind, he squinted his eyes and thought about the existence of the golden bell, it was definitely a treasure that he had never seen before, even if it did not go beyond the fourth step, it was at the peak level of the fourth step, otherwise it would not have caused such an impact on Wang Sheng.
Wang Sheng could already see that whether it was the Zixiao Palace, or the figure in front of the Zixiao Palace, it was a more illusory existence, if there was no Jin Zhong's leadership, I was afraid that this palace would not really appear, the Jin Zhong was like a bridge connecting the world of the world of the world of the world, without the Jin Zhong, I am afraid that these divine beast crystals would not be able to manifest these palaces.
The artificial traces of such an arrangement are too obvious, and Wang Sheng's only suspicion is naturally cloud neutrons.
Perhaps this Admiralty is the so-called treasure of this world.
Wang Sheng calmed his breath all over his body, and his mood was also calm, even if he knew such a secret, he found that his heart did not fluctuate in the slightest, even if he witnessed that level of power, that kind of path, he did not waver.
Wang Sheng realized that even if the path he took was not the real final path and was not absolutely correct, he would not waver again, but verify and change.
"At least for now, I'm still on the right path."
The corners of Wang Sheng's mouth curled slightly, his path was not the path of Taoism, not the path of conceptual consciousness, nor the path of the physical body, but the only way to be born by the combination of the three, the path that only adapted to himself.
Why he can move forward so fast, now he probably knows the reason, it is because he is very compatible with his path, and this is also the advantage of self-proof path, because he understands what he needs, so when the opportunity comes, he will really seize it, so as to get what he wants.
A unique aura rose from Wang Sheng's body, not powerful, but extremely conspicuous.
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