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The moment his spiritual consciousness returned to his body, his spirit suddenly exploded, and he had a completely different feeling. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It was a very strange feeling, a strange feeling that came from the depths of the soul.

He silently realized all this, and finally understood the reason.

Although Texas's soul was destroyed by the huge explosive force, he was a super powerful master after all, and even that huge explosive energy could not completely annihilate his soul.

In Fang Mingwei's mind, there were still some soul fragments that were already faint to the brink of destruction.

The fragments were so weak that it was impossible to form anything useful. But for Fang Mingwei, this is a good channel to understand his opponent.

Although he didn't think he would go to the world of Texas in the future, it would always be good to know a little more about this ruthless guy.

The huge spiritual energy collected these remnant soul fragments in an instant, and then the consciousness dived into it to watch the contents inside.

If he was facing these soul fragments before the Great Perfection Realm, Fang Mingwei would not be able to collect them at all, let alone explore them.

But after communicating with Tekier, with the spiritual power of Dzogchen, he finally mastered this technique, although the soul fragment could not be compared to the entire soul, but for him, as long as he could know something useful, it could be regarded as a great benefit.

Quietly, Fang Mingwei seemed to have fallen into a wonderful realm, and he sensed the information contained in these soul fragments little by little.

Countless strong feelings constantly hit his spiritual consciousness, and on this, he obtained unexpected gains.

However, it was precisely because he focused all his spiritual consciousness on this that he did not find that in the peripheral energy wall at this moment, there was actually a fish that had slipped through the net and was quietly absorbing energy to replenish.

If Fang Mingwei immediately dispersed his spiritual consciousness and searched around, then the little guy in this energy wall would definitely not be able to escape his senses. And with its strength at the moment, it couldn't escape Fang Mingwei's pursuit at all.

It's just that Fang Mingwei, who has completely fallen into a certain mysterious state, put everything out of the way, who would have thought that a certain guy would have a means to escape in that situation.

Of course, the few remaining consciousnesses in Texas were also frightened at the moment, and he was bent on absorbing enough energy and then leaving here as far away as possible.

Because he knew very well that if he met Fang Mingwei again, then there would definitely be a complete demise between the two of them.

Once he thought that the energy condensed by millions of years of hard work was destroyed in the previous moment, Texas wanted to cry sadly, but he finally gritted his teeth and left here, and when his strength became strong again, he would compete with this despicable and shameless villain who would only sneak attack secretly.

Fang Mingwei, who was completely immersed in his own understanding, didn't sense that there was a guy who was full of resentment towards himself staring at him. He had been completely mesmerized by the contents of those soul fragments.

When Texas was only at the twentieth level of the Great Perfection, he managed to break through the crystal wall and escaped the siege of the gods of that world and came here. And it has been calling for wind and rain here for thousands of years, so that the entire galaxy has been plunged into a complete bloody storm in that thousand years.

Countless intelligent races were exterminated in this war that swept the entire galaxy, thus laying the foundation for the great rise of intelligent races in the form of human beings.

Subsequently, he obtained the allegiance of the Gene People, successfully became their ancestor, and stole the scientific and technological achievements of the Gene People for himself, and still enjoys the status of a god among the Gene People.

Of course, after doing all this, he instigated the five emperor-level masters and the more than thirty Great Perfection masters in human society to establish this boundless sea of life together.

All the tenth-level civilizations and the most powerful ninth-level civilizations were transformed into life energy under their joint efforts.

Those twentieth-level Great Perfection masters were naturally kept in the dark, but Fang Mingwei was sure that those five emperor-level masters would definitely know about it in advance.

But they did not hesitate to choose to give up their clansmen to fulfill themselves.

Although Fang Mingwei didn't know what these people thought when they made such a choice, he had lost all his admiration for these five guys who have been famous in human history for centuries.

For Texas, the people of this world may be nothing more than otherworldly life in his eyes. But those five emperor-level masters would be ruthless, so it would definitely not be forgiven.

After discovering these records in the soul fragments, although Fang Mingwei still hated Texas, he also admired his methods and abilities.

For him, the most rewarding thing is to find the best way to improve him again among these soul fragments.

He let out a long sigh and clenched his left hand.

The black hole that had absorbed countless life energy was obediently closed this time, and after absorbing so much energy, it could definitely be allowed to rest for a while.

Fang Mingwei could easily feel that this black hole had absorbed more energy over time, and its ability had been greatly improved, otherwise it would not have been possible to absorb half of the energy of Texas in such a few seconds this time, and became the first contributor to his final victory.

However, as the energy of the black hole increases, the amount of energy required increases.

The small fight was completely unable to satisfy its requirements, which gave Fang Mingwei quite a headache. Sometimes he even thinks about sucking a neutron star.

Just thinking of the terrifying mass of the neutron star, Fang Mingwei was not sure whether this immature black hole had the ability to suck it in.

Shaking his head slightly, he threw this ridiculous thought out of his mind.

He took a deep breath, and a little bit of spiritual energy gradually condensed outside his body, eventually forming a fist-sized micronucleus.

This micronucleus was completely formed by the change of energy, and it was also changed by the spiritual power in Fang Mingwei's body.

Gradually, a pale golden light appeared in this micro-nucleus, and at the same time, the surrounding life energy surged towards the micro-nucleus as if crazy.

After pouring in a large amount of energy, the pale golden light became more and more powerful, and a huge and incomparable momentum suddenly exploded from the micronucleus.

This fierce momentum spread in all directions in an instant, and it broke through all shackles, even the energy wall could not block its path.

All the living beings in the sea of life sensed this momentum in an instant.

Patrick, Master Potts, and Bridges were horrified in their faces, and in their senses, they had realized that this energy was so powerful that it was definitely beyond their comprehension.

In the face of this force, they were like unarmed three-year-old children facing a ten-meter-tall Donkey Kong, and they had an irresistible desire to surrender.

It had been a long, long time since this feeling had occurred to them, and the three of them looked at each other, unsure what had happened. Why is there such a huge power in this transformed interstellar suit?

But faintly, an incredible thought also appeared in their hearts.

The eyes of the three of them changed from shock to surprise and finally to eagerness.

Patrick turned around and asked respectfully, "Mr. Finnod, is this ......?"

Tekier glanced at him, and there was an indescribable complex feeling in it: "It's been so many years, and this is the fourth time I've sensed this kind of energy. ”

"Fourth?" Patrick's eyes lit up, and he understood what that sentence meant, thinking of the previous conversation.

Looking at the direction from which the momentum came, Patrick muttered: "Really, it turns out that the Emperor Realm is not a legend, but a real existence. ”

In the Great Federation of Mankind, although all the masters know that there is an emperor above the Great Perfection. But there has never been such a super master for millions of years, so many people are already wondering if such a master existed in history.

Although no one dared to admit this question to their faces, it has to be said that even Patrick and the others had a vague suspicion about it.

It wasn't until this moment, when they sensed a powerful energy far beyond their comprehension, that the three of them were truly at ease.

Coincidentally, they have made up their minds to learn from the older generation of masters such as Elliot and Perrick and settle here forever.

Their mood was reinvigorated, as if they were novices who had just come into contact with cultivation, and after being convinced of the existence of the emperor, they finally ignited great enthusiasm again.

When Patrick and the others made up their minds, Perrick and the others also focused their eyes on this direction at the same time.

When Fang Mingwei comprehended the life energy in the Sea of Life, these veteran Great Perfection masters already knew that another emperor was about to be born.

But even they would never have thought that in such a short period of time, even less than a day, how could this person who had just comprehended life energy grow into a true emperor?

This person......

Is he still human?

In the past, the three emperor-level masters all went through hundreds of years of cultivation before they obtained the ultimate mystery. However, Fang Mingwei's appearance broke their perception of affairs and made them feel deeply incredible.

In the distance, a cloud of spiritual energy near the periphery of the red mist also sensed this powerful momentum.

The Texas spirit body suddenly stopped, and it glanced in the direction of the center of the red mist in fear, then turned and fled immediately, never daring to look back again.

At this moment, in its heart, Fang Mingwei was also given the title of not being a human being. It's just that he is more and more eager to seize Fang Mingwei's body.

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Fang Mingwei didn't know anything about the outside world, he just focused all his energy on the micronucleus in front of him.

After absorbing countless amounts of energy, this micronucleus has become a real entity, and as the energy increases, the interior of the micronucleus is constantly changing at a geometric speed.

If Patrick, who has studied the pseudo-world all his life, is here, then he will definitely call out the origin of this micronucleus.

Real-world ......

That's right, this is the real world that only an emperor-level master can create at will.

Although extremely intelligent genetic people can replicate the real world using belief energy, they can only do it.

Those split beast collars were all the same at the beginning, and only after millions of years of different developments did they produce different landforms.

But in the first appearance of the beast collar, it is definitely like something carved out of a mold.

And the real world created by Fang Mingwei at this moment is absolutely different.

This real world can be changed as much as he wants according to Fang Mingwei's mind, as long as he wants, he can even turn everything in this world into mutated rare mines.

Psychic consciousness paid a little attention to the teleportation array made of mutated rare ore.

I don't know if God blesses, although the black hole has been sucked for a long time, but because the position is just opposite, this thing is safe and sound.

However, even if he was really sucked into the black hole, Fang Mingwei would definitely not be heartbroken. As long as there is a real world, what else can't be made?

Of course, if you want to make something, you must first see a sample, otherwise you must be able to compete with the four different things.

Moreover, with Fang Mingwei's current ability, it is okay to make some simple things, but he can't make lifeforms.

He thought about the information he had gathered from the Texas Soul Fragments, wondering if the guys equivalent to high-level gods who had broken through the Emperor realm in his world would be able to create life?

Suddenly, I felt a pang in my heart, I had nothing to think about what I was doing with these things, I was really alive.

Are you still planning to run into other people's worlds and make trouble? To be honest, at the moment, he has no interest.

The endless energy was still surging towards the micronucleus, although there was no obvious change in the volume of the appearance, but Fang Mingwei could sense that the internal space of the micronucleus had begun to collapse and reorganize.

This is a long process, under the conditions preset by Fang Mingwei, this micronucleus will continue to absorb the energy of the outside world and expand internally, until it completes Fang Mingwei's intended goal.

When the space is completely stabilized, the inside will be slowly transformed, whether it is minerals, or land, or ocean, everything can move at will, change at will.

However, when everything is finalized, even Fang Mingwei himself cannot change again.

Of course, as the creator of this world, he can make the time of this world change thousands of times, until it finally collapses and destroys.

This is the biggest reason why people are honored as emperors for being able to create the real world.

In the real world they have created, they are the supreme emperors, and no one can disobey their will.

With a gentle wave of his hand, this micronucleus has come to his hand, Fang Mingwei has a pleased smile on his face, and his hand has been stretched out and clenched, and this micronucleus has been sent into his body.

With a long exhalation, he was finally sure that he had broken through the barrier of the twentieth level Great Perfection and truly came into contact with the mystery of the Emperor Realm.

Of course, compared to those ancient emperors, he is nothing now, and the years of penance of others are not in vain, but he can be sure that there will be a time to catch up with them in the future.

Unlike the Great Perfection masters, emperor-level human beings can already create micronuclei out of thin air, and with the help of energy absorption, the internal space of these micronuclei will continue to expand, eventually forming a completely real world.

This process is like a child's creation with plasticine, with endless variations.

However, although an emperor-level human can theoretically create an infinite number of real worlds, the first world they create must be included in the body.

Of all the micronuclei created by the emperor in his lifetime, only this first one can always be changed arbitrarily.

In addition, once the rest of the real world is formed, even the creator can only erase it and cannot change everything inside.

Of course, this first micronucleus has extremely powerful capabilities in continuous evolution, both in terms of the energy it possesses and the scope of the space inside, which is far from being comparable to other real worlds.

And once the micronucleus is formed, all the energy that the emperor needs from now on can be extracted from this micronucleus, and basically there is no danger of exhaustion.

With this micronucleus, the energy that can be condensed by the twentieth level Great Perfection will seem so insignificant in front of the emperor.

If the two sides are right, then there will be no suspense about the outcome of the game. Because the gap between them is just too big.

If many master-level masters are equivalent to cosmic-level warships, then the twentieth-level Great Perfection is equivalent to the superweapon satellite fortress of the Great Federation of Mankind.

Although due to the length of time and qualifications of individual cultivators, this satellite fortress is large and small, strong and weak. But they have never been able to get out of the category of satellite fortresses.

But emperor-level masters are different, they are even more terrifying existences.

Compared with the masters of the Great Perfection, they are like interstellar suits that can use stars as basketball, and the gap between them and the satellite fortress is not half a star.

Therefore, when Fang Mingwei created a micronucleus that was completely his own, his spiritual power had broken through the limit and truly reached the realm of the emperor.

Although the current micronucleus is still small and not enough to take on the big responsibility, it will soon be preliminarily finalized, and at that time, there will definitely be no one in this world who can compare with him.

The spiritual consciousness was slightly released, and the thoughts instantly sensed those new and old super masters who were still in the sea of life.

Not only did I feel their breath, but even their faces and surprises at the moment were just as clear and clear.

Being able to do this couldn't help but make Fang Mingwei overjoyed, because this meant that his ability at the moment was indeed higher than theirs, otherwise he would not have thought that he would still be able to sense it so clearly after they turned on their respective force fields.

After retracting the extremely strong spiritual power and moving his body a little, Fang Mingwei's face became more and more strange.

If he remembered correctly, his physical ability was only level nineteen before he entered here. But at this moment, this body gives him a feeling that is absolutely different from the past.

Looking at his hands, sensing the surging internal strength in his body, a bitter smile of surprise appeared on his face.

Could it be that in addition to spiritual energy, even internal strength has also advanced at the same time?

The figure moved slightly, and it had already gotten rid of the entanglement of all kinds of air currents in an instant, and it was scurrying around in this huge interstellar suit.

His speed was as fast as lightning, and even if the most advanced instrument in the Great Federation was here at this moment, it was impossible to detect his speed and direction.

And he didn't just move at high speed, but also mixed the technique of teleportation, which made him more and more unpredictable.

However, from beginning to end, Fang Mingwei used all his physical abilities, and that huge spiritual energy was never used except for exploring the path.

To the point where he has come to this point, he has understood one thing. That is, if the cultivation of energy reaches the end, it is often the same end.

In the eyes of ordinary masters, teleportation is something that only masters above the seventeenth level of the spiritual department are qualified to master, but after reaching the realm of the twentieth level of the Great Perfection, they understand that as long as they know how to run the method, they can also do it with internal strength.

Suddenly, he reappeared in the original room, his gaze locked on the extravagant teleportation array in a daze.

He clearly knew that as long as he wanted, he could open this teleportation array at any time and teleport himself to the world of Texas itself.

And he already understood why the whole soul produced by that second personality of Texas cared so much about his body.

Because this body not only has emperor-level spiritual energy, but also may have emperor-level physical ability.

Once these two abilities reach the level of the emperor level at the same time, plus the energy absorption when passing through the crystal wall once. Then when he arrived at the other party, it was a terrifying existence with a dual lineage that surpassed the emperor.

Perhaps only such a body can make up for the million-year gap and have the qualifications to give it a go with the Texas itself.

His hand gently caressed the large teleportation array, and countless thoughts flashed through his heart in an instant. When he truly became an emperor and felt this almost omnipotent feeling, he unexpectedly felt a desire to move to a higher level in his heart.

He silently stared at the teleportation array in his hand, and after a long time, he finally took his gaze back from it.

With a slight movement of his wrist, he had put this thing into the identity ring.

At the moment when the idea of going to another world through the teleportation array suddenly surged in his heart, he naturally thought of the many relatives in this world.

His parents, Chriss, and several beauties with ambiguous relationships, as well as the best baby Fang Qing.

With these people by his side, for him, it is a responsibility that cannot be shaken off, and it is also a great net in the most gentle world in the world, which makes him willingly fall into it.

So after a short and not fierce ideological struggle, he categorically abandoned this dangerous idea.

Taking a deep breath and casually sensing those souls in his mind, Fang Mingwei's face finally turned dark, and he snorted softly, clenching his fists. If the second personality of Texas was still here, then he could be sure that he would come forward and beat that person to minced meat.

More than 700 million souls have lost nearly half of them in this resistance.

The white souls that were originally crowded in the brain domain looked so sporadic at the moment.

Although this has a certain relationship with the advancement of one's spiritual strength, the main reason is that half of these loyal souls are missing in an instant.

The final blow of Texas was extraordinary, and the explosion energy produced was so strong that half or so of the souls could not bear it, and eventually dissipated invisibly.

After a rough calculation, the remaining souls would definitely not exceed 370 million, and this loss was too great to make his heart ache.

Collecting souls is a very difficult process, and it is even more difficult to collect more than 300 million souls.

Of course, for people like Texas, let alone 300 million, even if it is 3 billion, 30 billion, it is not a problem. Because he can kill indiscriminately, and even stir up strife between races to reap the benefits of the fisherman.

But Fang Mingwei is different, he is a person who really belongs to this world, and he will not dare to push his race into this irreversible situation in any way.

In fact, there were too many coincidences in the 700 million souls he had collected, if it weren't for the Wubang family of the Yuheng Empire who did what was so angry that day, Fang Mingwei would never have made such a choice.

However, after that battle, the Fang family's reputation was already famous below the seventh-level civilization. In addition, there are two satellite fortresses in the current family, as well as a fleet of the Terrance family that Gwyneth specially arranged for the past to be stationed.

It is estimated that in the third cantilever, there will not be any blind thing that dares to hit his head with his own head again.

In other words, unless Fang Mingwei also starts to kill innocents indiscriminately in the future, then it is basically impossible for these hundreds of millions of souls to be replenished.

Suddenly moved in my heart, isn't the monster now ready to move, what if we let humans and genetic people have a big battle? If it can, then let alone 300 million, even 30 billion souls can be easily collected.

However, this thought only flashed in his mind, if he did this, wouldn't he become a scum like the five ancient emperors of Texas.

A cold sweat suddenly overflowed from his forehead......

With his current cultivation, he was still sweating, and it was naturally not due to physical reasons, but because of the drastic changes in his spirit.

With a long sigh, this sudden increase in strength had too much impact on him, and even his cranky thoughts were raised a notch and became unpredictable.

He sank his mental consciousness into his mind again, and after a long time, he completely calmed down.

This time, he didn't cultivate, but quietly sensed the endless sea of life around him. It was only in this delicate state of mind that he was able to recover his original state.

I don't know how long it took, but when he opened his eyes again, his eyes were clear, and all the crazy thoughts had dissipated.

Thinking about it at the moment, all those distractions just now are really a bit ridiculous.

Stretching out his hand a little, there was immediately an extra soul body on his fingertips.

However, this soul body, which is not seen by ordinary people, is not white, but has an extremely wonderful golden color.

Of course, in this world, except for Fang Mingwei and Texas, even those masters who have reached the Great Perfection can only find a trace of strange energy at his fingertips with their super sensing ability, and they will definitely not be able to discover this kind of change that can only be "seen" by mastering soul energy.

His brows furrowed slightly, looking at this soul, Fang Mingwei's heart was full of incomprehension.

Why, after absorbing the energy of the Texas explosion, did the surviving souls undergo a great transformation, turning from white points of light to golden yellow points of light?

I don't know if this is because of the relationship between absorbing too much energy, or because of the normal changes that occur after I advance?

disturbed the scalp, Fang Mingwei was puzzled by this.

Feeling the energy emanating from this golden soul, Fang Mingwei's heart was also a little surprised.

Although half of the souls in the brain domain have been lost, the remaining half of the ability has been greatly improved, and it can be said that every soul has reached the level of a master, and what is even more surprising to him is that some of the darkest souls already have the same energy as Douglas.

After following Fang Mingwei for several years, this world-famous god of war five thousand years ago had reached the level equivalent of a nineteenth-level spiritual master.

If he hadn't been nested in Fang Mingwei's brain domain, but had been placed outside this sea of life, then he would have reached the point where he could absorb energy and condense entities, just like the second personality without a body in Texas.

Although the soul energy of the nineteenth level is not as powerful as the Great Perfection, it is still barely possible to use energy to reshape the human form.

Of course, this humanoid state can only be maintained in the sea of life, and once you leave this feng shui treasure, then unless you are a master of the Great Perfection, you don't want to keep it at all.

Originally, although there were a large number of souls in Fang Mingwei's brain domain, the soul energy that could reach the master realm was only a million, but now it suddenly exceeded 300 million, and there were hundreds of thousands of nineteenth-level souls.

Such a change......

Fang Mingwei really didn't know whether he should be grateful to Texas or resentful of him.

Using the loss of more than 300 million souls in exchange for basically the same number of super-level souls, this transaction is not necessarily a loss from any point of view.

Oh, it's not just that you didn't suffer, but you took advantage of it.

It's just that this increase in crazy speed still seems to have certain sequelae.

According to Fang Mingwei and Douglas's discussion, once an ordinary soul has been raised to the eighteenth level by absorbing energy, it is possible to develop self-awareness.

In the past, Iverson and Douglas both became self-conscious after their soul energy reached the eighteenth level.

However, among these golden souls now, if you look at them in terms of pure soul energy, let alone eighteenth, even nineteenth level has hundreds of thousands.

But after half a day of searching, none of the souls were able to develop self-awareness.

This is so abnormal, it can be said that there must be some accident that caused these souls to lose the ability to produce self-awareness.

Spiritual consciousness is constantly searching in these souls, and Fang Mingwei wants to find the reason.

In fact, for a necromancer, the higher the soul energy mastered, the better.

And whether those souls can develop self-awareness, and whether this self-consciousness is good or bad, is a matter of opinion.

For example, Douglas, Fang Mingwei is precisely because he has this extremely powerful god of war in the past, so he can always occupy a strong advantage in the crusade against the Ubang family.

If it weren't for this god of war to command and control those combat weapons, Fang Mingwei would definitely not be able to control such a magnificent scene alone.

However, if Douglas is self-conscious, recalling the past, but is dissatisfied and unwilling to contribute to Fang Mingwei, then it is better for this kind of soul not to be self-conscious.

In fact, among the souls collected by Fang Mingwei, seven or eight out of ten were those officers and soldiers of the Ubang family who died in battle.

For Fang Mingwei, these guys are actually lurking bombs, if they recall the past and have self-awareness, then although it is impossible for them to disobey Fang Mingwei's orders, they can still do it without working hard.

But then again, the improvement of the energy level of the soul is actually far more difficult than the cultivation of normal people.

Generally speaking, the limit of an ordinary soul being able to reach the quasi-master realm is already the limit, and there is only a 1 in 1,000 chance of being able to become a master soul. And those who can continue to break through the limit and reach level eighteen are basically rare and negligible.

For these souls that can be focused on cultivating, as long as it takes a little time to erase their soul memories, then even if they have a sense of self, they will be like a blank sheet of paper, and they can be carefully cultivated.

But today's change was unexpected, hundreds of millions of souls actually had a magical mutation at this moment.

Fortunately, these souls lost their qualifications to self-consciousness in the process of their rapid energy increase, which can be regarded as a great blessing in misfortune.

Otherwise, Fang Mingwei at this moment would have a headache.

Retracting the soul in his hand, Fang Mingwei took a deep breath and disappeared in place in an instant, and in a flash, he had already appeared beside Patrick.

(To be continued)