This kind of perception beyond common sense is unfamiliar to any human substance, so even if Lao Xiao Tou has comprehended the wisdom dimension before, he is still deeply trapped by it for a long time, when he suddenly opened his eyes, he seemed to have an epiphany of something, he walked slowly, and the ripples under his feet could be like some kind of water waves dissipating.

Then a myriad of intricate and entangled surreal time and space appeared in front of him, which seemed to spin around his body like a kaleidoscope, until his body was completely submerged in this endless and complex change. But just when everything was almost destined to be unchangeable, the image was born, and Lao Xiaotou's body was bent and twisted like those rolled up flower rolls, and finally it turned into a distorted time and space.

"What is consciousness? What is matter? Old Xiao Tou was immersed in his own heart and the induction of heaven and man in the outside world, muttering to himself, without knowing it.

"Consciousness is virtual, matter is real, but at this time matter is so illusory, like an abstract painting, but consciousness seems to be able to present its artistic conception through lines and oil paint, if matter is substance, why is it meaningless, why is consciousness empty, but it can make people perceive the purpose of its existence...".

Old Xiao is crazy, and his super-temporal distortion is even more obvious, making him completely blend with the surrounding distorted background, as if he has merged into the flower scroll, turned into an abstract cloud, a waterfall alive, or....

What is substance?

Finally, in this state of almost madness, Lao Xiao Tou realized a perception beyond his own perception, what kind of perception it was, no one could say clearly, even the old Xiao Tou who was in it at this time was not very clear.

However, that feeling seems to touch some of the most delicate balances, and then the world of matter and consciousness is turned upside down, and the world that Lao Xiao Tou feels is a world constructed of consciousness without matter. Matter here is just ink and lines that bloom.

Consciousness is a tangible and qualitative thing, they are like the artistic conception elaborated by countless flower scrolls, giving people a kind of artistic beauty, and also sublimating people's mood at this moment.

Until this artistic conception is broken, it is from another painting scroll of extremely cold, ugly lines, he seems to exist in this artistic scroll of failure, just like Van Gogh's painting with paint arbitrarily smeared, its wrath will destroy the beauty of the whole scroll, but also make the whole artistic conception of the scroll become a bad taste.

It was an unbearable visual gap, and old Xiao Tou's heart swelled with deep disgust and hatred. Unable to calm down any longer, he pierced through the barrier between the scrolls and stood in the half-painted scrolls. His gaze looked through the crooked and thick lines and saw two humble but extremely murderous figures. Those black aura were all released from them. Lao Xiao Tou is very familiar with that momentum, and there is only one person who has it, which is the second life.

However, the two people in front of him are clearly not second lives, they are just his subordinates. After seeing the two ghost things, Lao Xiao Tou could no longer restrain the hatred in his heart, and waved his palm, and the super-divine artistic conception that he had just comprehended had already been stimulated with Dao Yuan at this time.

In an instant, the entire time and space were imprisoned, and almost all this picture scroll was covered by the artistic conception of Lao Xiaotou. He stepped into it, and at this point he could control everything in this realm, including the two ghosts.

However, to Lao Xiaotou's surprise, one of the ghosts broke through the artistic conception, and he came to the surreal. He stood alive in front of Old Xiaotou. They glanced at each other, and instantly sensed the anger coming from each other.

The Ghost Emperor roared angrily, his body was controlled, and his arms were stretched, like a bird with wings spread, and his momentum instantly covered the entire surreal time and space.

That kind of hellish cold aura is the culprit who destroys the super-god artistic conception. Old Xiao Tou was also extremely angry at this time, he looked up to the sky and let out a long roar, and the momentum on his body rose like a flame. His momentum is pure yang, like a blazing flame, but it is full of the momentum of heaven and earth to the sun, when the two momentum converge in the void, the entire super-space-time picture scroll becomes extremely chaotic at this moment, a large area of ink and smoke, and a moment is a yellow streamer scattered gold.

Such a battle was originally an extremely cruel and bloody picture, but at this time, it was inexplicably full of artistic atmosphere, this is the unique time and space of all things and the fusion form of consciousness that is unique to time and space, and it is precisely because of this that Lao Xiao Tou can rely on the super god consciousness and the ghost emperor of the spirit period to fight a match.

If it were in reality, with Old Xiaotou's Dao Yuan cultivation, he would be killed by the in less than fifty rounds.

It was also this battle that took place in the time and space battle, which caused the material gradient outside to be distorted, and produced many strange and bizarre things in the entire Void Continent. One of them is that two cities, which were originally separated by hundreds of miles, merged with each other overnight. Before they could figure out what was going on, they were separated and merged with the other two regions. This is not the most bizarre, the most incomprehensible thing is that some cities have actually blended with ancient cities, and some people and buildings have produced clothes and even weapons that are exactly the same as those of the city hundreds of years ago. This situation also disappeared after several hours.

It seems that all this is just an illusion.

Step on the void. Qincheng.

In the inner courtyard of the Qin clan, on a huge recliner, an old man with a blue face and a gray beard was running the exercises in his body with all his might.

Behind him, there were a few maids who served carefully, but they were all silent, and they didn't dare to make any noise, for fear of disturbing the practitioners.

In this silent environment, after about a quarter of an hour had passed, the old man's eyes, which were almost covered by white eyebrows, opened suddenly, and two sharp eyes shot into the middle of the main hall. At this moment, a middle-aged man with a panicked face stumbled in and sat down.

He panted and said, "Ancestor, outside, it's happening outside...". His breath was so awkward that he couldn't even utter a whole sentence.

This made the old man a little annoyed, slapped the table, glared at the other party angrily and scolded: "What happened outside, why can't you even say a word?" ”。

When the middle-aged man heard this, his whole face stiffened again, and he hurriedly added: "Something strange happened outside, Ancestor, go and take a look."

After speaking, he nervously got up, but he stumbled and fell again.

"What could have scareled you so much? The bearded old man catapulted from the bench, and his footsteps fell to the middle-aged man's side with great lightness, grabbed him by the neck, and led him out of the hall like a chicken.

After coming to the outside of the hall, the old man frowned slightly, and from the panicked expressions of the messy family disciples outside, he could tell that they had really encountered something, or something extremely serious.

The old man wondered in his heart, could it be that a strong man was looking for revenge? Originally, he wanted to bow his head and ask the middle-aged man, but when he thought of his cowardice, he gave up. Now that you've come out, let's just help these juniors deal with it.

The old man is the immortal who came out of the twilight of God. He suffered a very serious injury at that time, and after the Heavenly Palace was shattered, he finally floated out with the help of a broken board, and finally returned to the Void Continent after a lifetime of escape. At this time, although his injuries have recovered eighty percent, he still has not completely healed, this time the trip to the tomb of the gods, he can be said to have accompanied home, not only did not get what he needed, but also fell into such an injury. If it weren't for his immortal divine power protector, he would have been annihilated by this moment.

As the crowd walked out of the main hall and through the corridor, the bearded old man rose into the air and stood on a high place looking down at the place where the restlessness had occurred.

Odd? There were no enemies there, only countless panicked servants and servants. They seem to be being chased by something unseen. As soon as he is caught, his body will gradually wilt at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally turn into a dried corpse.

To the undead's surprise, even he couldn't perceive the existence of such ghostly things, as if they didn't exist in reality at all.

This situation was completely beyond the comprehension of the immortal, he frowned slightly, stared down at the Lord of Qin City, and asked, "What is going on here?" Where did those things come from? ”。

Hear the words. The Lord of Qin Cheng seemed to have regained some self-confidence, he no longer shrank his body, and gradually straightened up and said: "Ancestor, where did those things come from, we don't know what they are, we only know that this matter may be related to the vision of heaven and earth."

Speaking of this, the Lord of Qin City described some strange things that had been circulating in the past few days to the immortals.

At first, the immortal didn't feel that there was anything wrong, but with the narration of the Lord of Qin City, a gleam appeared in the depths of his pupils, he raised his head slightly, and let out a long roar: "I didn't expect the old man to go to great lengths to hide in this mortal realm where the aura is thin, and this piece of good intentions has finally paid off today."

If the tomb of the gods led him to appear, then the final thing that could really make him dormant in the mortal world was related to these visions.

Others may not know why, but he knows it very well, because he came here from the super plane with a mission. The goal is to find the legendary main artifact.

A vision of time and space, which is a sign that the main artifact is about to be born.

As soon as he thought of this, the immortal was excited, if it weren't for the Lord of Qin City by his side, he might have burst into tears at this time.

When the undead was excited for a long time, he gradually regained his composure, and his cold gaze swept the ground.

It was still that question that always bothered him. What exactly are these unseen things?

He only knew that the signs before the artifact appeared were space-time anomalies, but he didn't say such bad signs.

But no matter what, he also has to find the source of that vision, and then enter the main god space.

After questioning the City Lord Qin, he obviously didn't know what the entrance to the main god space was.

So he had to go down and look for it himself, and perhaps those invisible murderous creatures were his best guides.

Thinking of this, the figure of the undead flickered and floated into the courtyard. With a flick of his wide sleeved robe, the entire courtyard was instantly covered by a huge gray spiral, and at this moment, those who were still fleeing in the courtyard turned into flying ashes in the blink of an eye, and even screamed miserably.

The immortals didn't care about this, and still went their own way and cast the spirit spell spiral. In less than a quarter of an hour, the whole courtyard was silent, for there was not a single living creature left but the restless spirit spells. As for those invisible murderous creatures, they seemed to be imprisoned by the spirit spell and could no longer wander around, and for a while, the entire Qin City was quiet.

The people still couldn't recover from the accident they had just had, and they continued to flee out of the city. It's just that no longer shouting, but walking silently and quickly.

The Lord of Qin City, who was standing in the void and saw this scene, also had a strange pain on his face. He was grateful to the ancestor for saving them Qincheng, but among the people who were killed by the spirit spell in the courtyard just now, there were his relatives, he naturally didn't dare to blame the ancestor, but after all, those were all his relatives, how could he not be sad, although they would all die tragically in the mouth of the murderer sooner or later, but when he was killed by the spirit curse of the ancestor in front of him, it still made him feel a little unacceptable.

However, at this time, the immortal in the spirit spell ignored anyone and everything outside, his energy was focused on those murderous creatures who were trapped in the lock, he tried many ways to perceive those murderous creatures, but they all failed, and finally he was forced to practice the consciousness dimension perception technique, which he used to condense the consciousness of the main god and break through to the earth realm to prepare. But now, in order to catch those things that transcend the material form, they can only release them.

With the emergence of the consciousness of the main god, the undead finally locked on those things in their perceptions, and these things turned out to be just ghostly things outlined by crude lines, and their bodies were connected to the higher gradient, and it seemed that they would leave this gradient at any time.

The undead immediately took control of them, unleashing them little by little, and followed them in the direction of retraction. In the end, he flew out of Qincheng and came to a valley hundreds of miles away. Here, the undead see a transparent and mirror-like entrance.

Through the entrance, the undead also saw two vague figures fighting, and the fight was very fantastic, as if they were painting.

The immortal can also understand this, after all, he is also a person who has touched the threshold of the earth realm, and he has some understanding of the wisdom gradient to a greater or lesser extent.

Just after the undead stared at the two people, the entire mirror became extremely unstable, and it seemed that it would disappear at any time, and at this time, those imprisoned murderous creatures also emitted violent fluctuations, as if they wanted to return to the time and space in the mirror.

The undead hesitated for a moment, then rose into the air, and rushed into the mirror plane with the illusory things.

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