Chapter Seventy-Seven: Don't Kneel (Tomorrow's Explosion!)
The Eternal Void, the Territory of Oron, the Western Edge.
The breeze of Xi Xi blew and flowed through billions of dollars, converging into a mighty wind of the void.
Tumbling and tumbling, everything is shattered, and occasionally there is a touch of colorful and dazzling supernaturalness.
"Hmm. ”
Fang Cheng, dressed in white, stood in the void with his hands behind his back, letting the breeze blow and be bombarded by the turbulence, still not moving.
It's just that.
A majestic and surging vast killing intent permeated the surrounding area!
Fang Cheng looked into the distance.
The eternal void in front of it, showing a touch of blue color, is the place where the universe gathers.
If you look closely, you can see a total of ninety-nine dimensional universes, nine lower universes, and one median universe, forming a circle around the shape.
The median universe is the core, the lower universe is in the inner circle, and the dimensional universe is scattered around it, like a vast planetary system.
"Hey. ”
Fang Cheng stepped leisurely and moved forward: "Qingshu Clan!"
The cosmic convergence area in front of us is the domain within the domain and the three areas of the Qingshu clan.
Bang!
A pure white stream, piercing the eternal void!
Fang Cheng galloped towards the nearest dimensional universe, his eyes shining pure white, flashing with a thoughtful look.
Practice fearlessness, to be rigid and pure, and never to be reckless and impulsive.
For example, the previous Hellclan invasion.
If it weren't for the fact that Master Xu had clarified the level of combat power of the Prison Clan, Fang Cheng would not have gone to the danger, after all, there was only one life.
He still has so much beauty that needs to be guarded, how can he fall halfway!
He also thought that his father, mother, Nuan Nuan and other relatives and friends could enjoy eternal life, how could he risk death!
And this time, too.
Fang Cheng was sure that he could break through the sixty levels of the strength attribute and completely advance to the sixth step of immortality!
At that time, even the Void Monarch will not be afraid of a battle!
"Attribute ability. ”
Fang Cheng's mind moved, and the attribute symbol glowing with purple rays rose in his mind - strength: 58.9, agility: 26.3, spirit: 39.8, and yuan energy: 172.6.
"If you increase the strength attribute alone and force a breakthrough, it shouldn't be a problem. Fang Cheng narrowed his eyes and thought secretly.
Due to the Three Tribulations and Nine Annihilation Silent Firmaments, the origin of his body is continuing to skyrocket.
As of now, Fang Cheng secretly deliberated that he should be able to carry the strength attribute to break through sixty levels.
Fang Cheng's heart was full of pride: Immortal Six Steps, with the Void Sovereign, which one is stronger or weaker?
"Void Sovereign?"
The corners of Fang Cheng's mouth outlined a grim smile: "Besides, there is no Void Monarch in the three regions of the Qingshu Clan. And whether the Qingshu Clan monarch can teleport over is still two words. ”
"So-"
The corners of Fang Cheng's mouth were filled with murderous intent, and his eyes were cold and domineering: "Death countdown, turn on!"
Bang!
Fang Cheng took a step forward, came to the outer wall membrane of the outermost plane universe, and his fingertips flowed with wonderful brilliance, and with a slight stroke, he broke through the barrier and entered the starry sky of the universe.
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The three regions of the Qingshu Clan, the universe of the unknown plane.
"Immortal power spreads!"
Fang Cheng trembled all over, exerting all his pure white immortal power, instantly extending the starry sky, sensing the situation in the surrounding starry sky.
The range of immortal power perception is related to its degree of intensity.
And Fang Cheng is an immortal realm that surpasses five steps and breaks the limit, and its depth is far beyond the limit of imagination.
Perception is constantly dispersing, with a radius of one light year...... Ten Light Years ...... 100 light-years until a radius of 207 light-years.
"Shrouded?"
Fang Cheng's eyes moved, and he smacked his tongue a little.
His immortal power is strong and strong, which is the main reason. But there is also the factor that the dimensional universe is less suppressive.
Subsequently, Fang Cheng carefully investigated.
"Hmm, so many stars?"
Fang Cheng's brows furrowed, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes: "Every star actually corresponds to so many planets!"
Within perception.
The dimensional universe has a total of more than 8,000 stars. And around each star, there are at least 900 planets orbiting the star!
"It's basically a planetary system of nine hundred planets and one star!" Fang Cheng's eyes flickered, and he suddenly understood.
The Qingshu clan relies on stellar light and heat radiation to give birth to growth.
Moreover, the land where it grows must be a living planet, with sufficient water, sunlight, and radiation.
For the Aoki Clan, there is no such thing as crowding.
As long as you can give birth to more Qingshu clans, no matter how many planets you add, it's normal.
Moreover, the placement of these planetary systems is very strange, which can not only avoid collisions, but also ensure sufficient light and heat radiation.
"Interesting. ”
Fang Cheng narrowed his eyes: "Nine hundred planets are crammed into one planetary system, you are not too crowded? ”
"Help you get free. ”
Bang!
Fang Cheng stepped forward and headed to the starry sky of the universe, the only living planet where human beings lived!
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Season Seven Stars.
On the planet, there are hundreds of lush green spaces.
These green spaces are all embryonic green tree tribes that are being nurtured, and they can only nurture and grow by absorbing all nutrients.
Beyond the greenery, there is desert.
The barren and dry, lifeless dark yellow desert presents a Gobi sandbar and a boundless posture, covering the planet.
A desert.
In the hot and dry yellow sand, a painful and violent cough came out: "Cough, cough, cough, cough." ”
It was a middle-aged man.
Although he is not very old, his cheeks are full of wrinkles and furrows, like an old man who is hundreds of years old, old and full of twilight.
Poof.
The middle-aged man sat paralyzed on the desert and sighed, his eyes unfocused: "The sacred tree is about to finish growing, and we have come to the end of our lives. ”
Beside him, there stood more than a dozen young men and women, all speechless.
If the sacred tree grows, it is doomed to the destruction of the planet.
At that time, the desert on which they live will also disappear.
One of the bald young men shook his head and smiled bitterly: "How noble the sacred tree is. Actually, we should be thankful for the Divine Tree. ”
"Although the sacred tree is rooted in the planet, it also gives us an environment to live in. At least we'll live for a few decades. ”
"That's lucky enough. The bald young man laughed abruptly.
Notice.
According to the Divine Tree, other living planets do not allow other living beings to survive at all, and they are indeed very lucky.
The middle-aged man smiled bitterly: "That's the same." ”
But.
In a trance, the middle-aged man seemed to recall his early childhood.
At that time, the sky was still blue, and the ocean was blue. At that time, there seemed to be no mention of deserts.
"Why?"
The middle-aged man's eyes crossed with a hint of doubt.
He wasn't sure if his memories were true. If so, why is this the way it is now?
The bald young man was about to open his mouth to speak.
Suddenly, a burst of yellow sand hit, he ate a mouthful of yellow sand, hurriedly spat into his mouth, and spit out a few mouthfuls of grit.
"Poof. ”
The bald young man rubbed the corners of his mouth and sighed secretly: "The sacred tree is about to be born, and the desert environment is getting worse and worse. ”
The rest of the young men sighed and echoed.
"There have been so many sandstorms lately, and some water sources that used to be found deep in the desert are now gone. ”
"The desert is more dangerous. ”
"Well, if we encounter a sandstorm, it will be a dead end, and unless the Divine Tree comes to the rescue, it is impossible to survive. ”
"Bah, shut up!" the bald young man shouted angrily, and immediately stopped: "Don't say these frustrating words, we can't encounter a sandstorm, the desert is so big, no-"
The bald young man shuddered suddenly, his gaze stiff.
In front of his field of vision, on the edge of the desert, there was a hurricane of violent winds, like an inverted awl, spiraling violently!
"How, how is it possible?" the bald young man collapsed with a sad face and despair.
The rest of the young people, looking back into the distance, also had their scalps exploding, and their thinking and consciousness fell into the bottomless cold and desperate infernal hell.
Despair!
Bleak!
"Boom. ”
The bald young man looked at the sweeping storm of sand and dust and barely swallowed his saliva.
The dark yellow dust storm, which could not be seen from the top and was about several kilometers wide from the left and right, was so huge in scale and so powerful that they were terrified and collapsed directly.
"No, no, no!"
"What to do! We have to find a way, we must not die here!"
One by one, young people burst into tears, in the face of the monstrous and terrifying sand and dust storm, their hearts were boiling like a tsunami, and panic and fear filled the audience!
Only middle-aged men.
He was immersed in memories, reminiscing about the ethereal memories, forgetting the dust storm, and forgetting life and death.
What's the joy of life?
It doesn't hurt to die!
The corners of the middle-aged man's mouth grinned with joy, and within the sweet memory, dying quietly was also a kind of happiness.
Other young people, on the other hand, never have such a heart.
They trembled and almost wanted to run wildly, but their legs were weak, and they couldn't take a step at all, so they could only stand still!
On the edge of the front –
Hurricanes and hurricanes, boundless, carrying huge amounts of sand and dust, overwhelmingly obscured the sun, moon and starry sky!
Terror!
Extremely terrifying, it almost tore their minds apart!
At this very moment.
The bald young man's face trembled wildly, and he roared wildly, the meaning was unknown, but it injected him with a touch of courage to move!
"Sacred Tree!"
"O great sacred tree!"
The bald young man roared wildly, knelt down on his knees a little, and raised his hands above his head: "Please save us!"
"The Great and High God—"
In a split second!
The voice of the bald young man came to an abrupt end!
Along with his body, he was also frozen in the posture of kneeling but not kneeling!
Meanwhile!
Knort! Knort! Knort!
A burst of killing iron and blood, boiling killing intent, echoed in the heavens and the earth, and in all directions of the sky, sweeping the boundless state, shaking the world!
The killing intent permeated hundreds of millions of miles, and the sound of killing shook the people!
In the desert where the yellow sand was all solidified, the middle-aged man raised his gaze one by one, completely speechless, shocked and inexplicable!
The middle-aged man's mouth is open, stunned, shocked!
"What, what?"
"What is he?"
The stiff bodies of many young people seemed to be relieved, but in the next moment, they all turned into a statue!
I saw a young man in white walking out of the distant and boundless starry sky.
It was as if walking out of the silent scroll, so dazzling and so vast that they hardly dared to pay attention.
He came from the distant starry sky and stepped on the wind!
He is like a god who dwells in the nine heavens, and he has come to the world!
And the white-clothed young man in their field of vision, who was brilliant and wonderful, was Fang Cheng who had descended on the third district of the Qingshu Clan!
Fang Cheng, who was dressed in white, had indifferent eyes and a light shirt.
Step out leisurely, the wind is calm!
The storm solidifies, the gravel stagnates!
Fang Cheng sighed lightly and said in a sonorous voice, a deep immortal voice enveloping the entire planet: "Remember!