A speck of dust, insignificant, soars through the heavens and the earth for many years.

The power of slipping through the net is endless.

If it has the ability to remember, to recall its beginnings, it will know that it is different from ordinary boundless power!

Back then, in the Valley of Eternal Silence, a god of death pulled a speck of dust from his body in order to verify the magic of boundless power, which was far purer than ordinary boundless power. Then, the Grim Reaper held Kong Qionglou's star core in his hand, and the dust was captured by the rotational force of the star core and attached to the surface of the star core.

The Beast Emperor's phantom suddenly attacked, causing the star core to get out of trouble and return to the sky, and it was also wrapped in the sky!

The star core explodes.

Dust travels.

It flew higher than the natal star, all the way up to the inner wall of the dome. Mote wants to continue to grow herself, but there is no space here, not even stardust exists, only the rules of the empty dome, and it is difficult to shake the integrity of the rules on her own.

Maybe it's more than ten years, maybe longer, and the dust sticks to the inner wall of the dome, maintaining the process of slowly sliding downward.

Long, boring.

But finally one day, it fell to the height of a blood cloud. So, it was made into two grains until it became a small lump. Carried by the fishy wind, his life is like duckweed. When enough weight has been accumulated, it falls down...... Return to the Land of Bones!

Boundless power, free from the reversal of the Red Dust Martial Arts, no matter where it comes from, it is impossible to escape the same attributes.

When this force can no longer be ignored, it repeats that mysterious martial arts by itself. Originally, the boundless power could be developed, but at the moment when Wu Li reunited, he lost a "will" to reverse it again. It's like a stationary roulette wheel trying to get back the hand that turns it!

...... Then let the "will" be reborn.

The will needs a carrier, and the Red Dust Martial Arts in a static state has already been done once in the Nether, and it is not a difficult task. Last time it took 10,000 years, this time it only takes a hundred years. The order of the Ascension Cemetery has not been broken, and even the Grim Reaper is difficult to perceive, and in the sea of bones at the edge of the cemetery, there is an extra bone body that "came out of nothing".

Raw meat with white bones.

A hundred years later.

A living "corpse" lay naked in the rotting bones, and with a "bang", a powerful beating sounded in the chest. In the sky, with the beating sound on the earth, a red light suddenly appeared. Immediately afterwards, there was an extra star core, ignoring the step-by-step process, which seemed extremely abrupt!

"Phew, I'm going to kill ...... You are taking advantage of this way of dying. If Lao Tzu has time to play with you, ha, believe it or not...... "The first thing Kong Qionglou did after his resurrection was his mouth cannon. But before he could finish a sentence, he was already dumbfounded. He died too suddenly, and he was even more caught off guard than the last time, "I, I...... Where am I?!"

Self-scrutiny, bare ass.

"Ahh

With a loud roar, everything became so clear.

The degree of condensation of the flesh seems to be much stronger than before death, but the star core and the pivot do not seem to have changed. Taixuan in the sea of divine consciousness has more than 6,000 words left, which is no different from before death.

"The disaster has passed?!"

In the sky, the stars are shining, and more than a dozen small moons are particularly dazzling, and there is no catastrophe. Kong Qionglou was engulfed by endless fear, and the environment he was in was instantly recognizable. But he cares more about what year he is in than the region, and if another 10,000 years have passed, he would rather never wake up again!

He gathered his cloak and burst through the air, flying towards the center of the cemetery at a terrifying speed.

......

"The god is on top, this time I went to the abyss to hunt the royal family, and Lao Tzu must participate. The ascenders of our immortal collection are all masters who stand up to the heavens and the earth!"

"There is a god of Confucius three feet above your head, can you stop blowing it, and you are not afraid that the god of Confucius will appear and kill you. Those who can go are elite, you are a burden, you go to give meat to the dead creatures!"

"Confucius God is a witness, speaking of masters, who can compare to the army of our Emperor Temple? Last time I encircled and suppressed, if it weren't for our Emperor Yan who swore to lead everyone to seal the gap, he would have made that god flee long ago!"

Near the Wall of Faith, a row of houses and sentry posts were built, and after a few days of the ritual, the top leaders had left, but the seven major forces had sent people to stay behind. In addition to cultivation, there is only bragging between each other to pass the time. They really want to go to the abyss, but because the ascension time is not long, and the combat power is not enough, they can only lust.

"Look, there's someone!"

"Wow, it's flying so fast, isn't it a big man who came back to hang alone?"

A streamer separated the clouds in the sky, and the effort of two sentences fell to the outside of the Valley of Eternal Silence, and the momentum was superb. The Ascenders who stayed here looked at each other and were secretly frightened, this was at least the terrifying speed that could only be achieved in the top twenty of the star list. But when I looked up at the sky, there were no big stars in the nearby sky!

Kong Qionglou fell to the ground and found that this place was different from before.

But the wall of burial power was still there, the words on the wall were still clear, and he had mixed feelings in his heart, and he was also a little relieved. Even if this wall is strong, it can only be guaranteed to fall for a thousand years at most. Looking at it this way, it seems that it has not been seriously eroded by the years. Staring at the handwriting carved with a dagger on the wall, reaching out to touch it, even if it is less than 10,000 years, it will eventually lose a period of time!

That kind of vicissitudes is terrifying.

"Woo...... Big, bold!"

"Who is coming, and how dare you desecrate the Wall of Faith!"

"The wall of faith, no one is allowed to touch it, your Excellency, take your dirty hands off the wall!"

A crowd of ascenders, numbering in the hundreds, rushed out of those houses. One by one, they glared at each other, scolded the sky, and surrounded Kong Qionglou with a hula. There are Taoists, monks, and monsters...... Seeing those hideous expressions and a pair of fire-breathing eyes, Kong Qionglou was startled, and hurriedly removed his hand.

There is a murderous atmosphere!!

They...... Are you willing to fight for a wall?

Kong Qionglou's expression was narrow, his eyes were dripping, and he asked carefully: "Ahem...... Can't, can't touch?"

"Hey, how fresh is the question?"

"Isn't this nonsense, looking at Your Excellency's obscene expression, it won't be deliberately to find fault, right?"

"Since Your Excellency can break through the sky, but does not appear in the stars, you must be a star killer, right?

Kong Qionglou was even more curious, and felt what Qianfu was pointing to, and there were several Terran girls in it, all of whom sincerely despised him: "Stop, stop, shout nonsense, say it one by one." He pointed to an old and respectful monk, "Then monk, you come and say, do you know the Star Slayer?"

"Spraying God is above, and Huineng is merciful...... Star killers are not a secret, how could the benefactor not know?" The monk said, "Donor, just now, we forgive you, just think that you lost your mind because of worship, but don't touch it again, this is the belief of the ascendant, not as a child's play!"

Time has changed a lot of things.

Kong Qionglou heard the monk chanting, the expression on his face was wonderful, and the original loneliness was amused by these words: "Who set the rules?!"

"The inheritor of the will of the gods, the general of the Great Pillar Kuniro, the one who holds the dragon tendons, and the maker of the wailing of the gods......"

"Poof!!"

A long list of nondescript names, Kong Qionglou was in a good mood when he heard it, and he couldn't help laughing anymore: "Ahaha...... Maker of the Divine Descendant's wail...... Sounds pretty impressive!"

Everyone's face sank, and the comer was not good!

"This is unanimously agreed by the big people of the last disaster, what are you laughing at, be serious!"

"Otherwise, you're welcome!"

Kong Qionglou waved his hands again and again to calm the anger of the crowd, and then under the angry gaze of the Ascendants, he put his hands on the wall of burial power. He said: "Hey, Lao Tzu wants to touch it, and if you don't accept it, you will beat me!"