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"Goo~~Goo"

In the sound of boiling magma stirring and churning, there was a terrible wail, as if the owner of the voice was experiencing unimaginable pain in the world. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

This scene took place in a vast space, where there was no other existence except the white mist. At this time, these spiritual mist, like real boiling water, were constantly agitating, as if there was a furnace under there, burning these mist with a fierce fire.

These mist are not really just mist, every trace is spiritual, they are the manifestation of Wu Qi's divine soul. When they were boiling, it meant that Wu Qi's divine soul was also burning by infinite "firepower" like boiling water in a pot at this time. This kind of pain is more painful than the so-called burning at the stake. Because the stake is just burning, but now, it is Wu Qi's soul that is being burned. It is already the origin of the mind and mind, unless his soul is scattered, otherwise this kind of pain, Wu Qi is unavoidable, and can only bear it.

This is why, with Wu Qi's incomparably tenacious mind, he is still wailing.

In the kitchen of the mortal world, the soup in the pot is boiled first, and the water vapor in it evaporates, and the last thing left behind is a thick soup full of purification.

Wu Qi's sea of knowledge is a pot at this time, and his divine soul power is the unfinished soup. The sound of thunder, the sound of chaos, is the furnace, the fire in the furnace.

Probably even Wu Qi himself didn't expect that he wanted to take the last step of promotion to the Void Realm. It is necessary to go through such a process. Such pain. The other cultivators, after a long period of accumulation, first promoted to the half-step Void Realm, and then when they increased their Divine Soul power to the peak, they looked for an opportunity to break through in one fell swoop.

Wu Qi was bold, and he tried in vain to directly cross half a step back to the void realm and condense the primordial spirit in less than a year when he was at the peak of the gods.

When cultivating, time always passes extremely fast. But in the midst of the pain, every second is extremely difficult.

One hour, two hours, three hours....... Half a day passed, Wu Qi did not wake up, and his mind was not as weak and tired as before. Instead, he continued to wail. It seems that he has been completely overwhelmed by the tide of pain, and he cannot extricate himself.

"Boom" "Poof"

In the midst of the loud thunder that resounded in the dark, there was a sudden sound that had never appeared before.

It is like a drop of water and a drop of "thick soup" condensed after the bubble is blocked and broken, falling down in the dripping sound and blending into the sea of white fog.

As if it was a chain reaction, when the first drop of "thick soup" appeared, the sea of fog, which had boiled to the extreme, suddenly changed amazingly. Bubbles the size of a fist. It cracked in the sound of "poof", and then condensed into drops of liquid, which were about to fall down ............

The thunder sound continued, but there was more movement, the sea of fog boiled, and bubbles continued to rise and burst, giving birth to drops of essence liquid.

But the wailing that came out of Wu Qi's mouth still didn't stop, and he couldn't resist. The soul suffers, and this pain cannot be cut off. You can only bear it, and be drowned in it. Except for the pain, Wu Qi felt nothing. This is the last step, and the moment Wu Qi stepped out, it meant that he couldn't turn back. He began to condense the primordial spirit. You can't stop again, or your soul will back. The consequences are extremely serious, ranging from serious injuries to the realm to falling and souls to be scattered.

The cracked earth he sat on was nothing more than a fragment, floating in the cracks of the void for an unknown number of years. Now, it is also on the verge of destruction.

"Smack"

There, another gray chaotic air flow swept up, directly tearing off the corners of this fragmented continent. This corner is about a dozen zhang in diameter, and as soon as it is torn off, it disappears immediately.

In the void rift, there was nothing but an endless stream of chaotic air. Any existence, even the body of a strong person in the Convergence Dao, could not resist the pull of the chaotic air flow for much time. This fragment was originally huge, but after so many years, it has been shrinking, and now this small piece may not be able to support it even for a month.

It's a pity that now Wu Qi is completely immersed in pain, and he can't sense the situation in the outside world at all, and naturally he won't know that the fragments that he estimated would be able to hold on for half a year have suddenly accelerated and shortened to just over a month. But even if he knew, he wouldn't be able to change anything.

Between his knowledge of the sea, between the sound of thunder and the wail.

With a "tick", the last drop of liquid, crystal like jade liquid, fell after the bubble burst. Blend into a small lake in the sea of knowledge, which is already completely flowing with jade liquid. In the sea of knowledge, now it has become empty again at this time, and the countless white and vast divine soul spiritual mist that was originally filled with it has completely disappeared. Instead, in the central area, a pool of liquid lake, in which is a slowly flowing crystal jade liquid.

Liquefaction knows the sea!

If there were monks who had returned to the Void Realm in half a step, they would definitely be surprised when they saw the scene in the sea of knowledge at this time. All the divine soul and spiritual mist turned into crystal jade liquid, gathering the lake and knowing the sea, such scenes are clearly the most critical moment to condense the primordial spirit: liquefiing the sea of knowledge.

"Goo~~Goo"

Abruptly, the boiling sound that had not been long after disappearing actually sounded in Wu Qi's sea of consciousness again. And this time, it's even more real than the previous one. Because what boils is a real liquid. It was the small liquid lake that began to boil not long after it condensed.

The blisters were constantly rising, and then bursting, turning into a more condensed drop of jade liquid, and falling back into the lake. Almost visible to the naked eye, the "lake" is decreasing bit by bit, and it is constantly disappearing.

"Let's go" "Bang"

It's the Fragment Continent again, and at this time, it's only a hundred miles in size, and it's not even an isolated island. Constantly rubbing against the endless chaotic airflow, although it was hard, it couldn't hold back for long, and an abrupt chaotic airflow collided with it, which could tear a large area and then crush into nothingness.

Partial, it seems that those chaotic currents have gained their wisdom and become crazy and violent. The speed of friction and tearing increased suddenly, and the size of a radius of a hundred miles disappeared quickly.

If all the voices in Wu Qi's sea of knowledge were manifested, he would find that compared to the movements that were happening in the outside world at this time, he would not be far behind.

Knowing the sea, the power of the divine soul that has been liquefied, constantly repeats the process of birth and death, and it seems that some powerful existence is about to be born from it. In the outside world, the movement is even greater, and the chaotic air flow suddenly becomes violent and crazy, and it seems that there is also some mysterious existence about to appear.

The original estimate of more than a month was shortened again, only half a month later.

"Let's go" "Bang"

A familiar scene, a gray chaotic air current, slammed into it, directly tearing off the corners of a large piece of debris. Caught up in the endless air current, it was crushed into nothingness in an instant.

And on the remaining fragments, Wu Qi's body shook because of this movement. Below him, although it was still cracked land, in front of him, a hundred feet away, it was no longer land, but a void, and farther away was an endless chaotic air current.

After all, it is going to be destroyed, and this fragmented continent that has existed for many years has come to an end at this time. The fate is the same as that of other fragmented continents floating in the cracks of the void, destroyed by the friction of countless chaotic air currents, born in heaven and earth, and returned to nothingness.

The difference is that on this fragment, there is a ......... that should not appear Creatures.

A human monk, with his eyes closed and trembling all over, sat cross-legged.

He also reached the last moment, whether it was his spirit or the wailing and screaming in his mouth, it stopped. And in the sea of his consciousness, the liquid that was all transformed by the power of the divine soul also disappeared, leaving only a rapidly changing foreign body.

The foreign body, neither a gas nor a liquid, was like a ball of crystal dough, and there was a big invisible hand that was constantly kneading it, making it change.

This big hand is the thunder sound that is still ringing, but compared with before, the ancient and incomparably chaotic sound is no longer so intense, one by one, it contains a special mysterious rhythm, and when it sounds, it all falls on the crystal foreign body.

"Click"

Beyond the thunder, a voice suddenly sounded that had never appeared before.

The sea of knowledge has changed greatly, and the originally incomparably vast space has begun to expand wildly, as if the ancient chaos has opened the world, and the space of the sea of knowledge has begun to spread, and in it, a noble and mysterious aura was suddenly born, as if it was a god.

The place where the gods live is naturally the shrine!

"Thunder"

The last sound of chaos was more real than any of the previous sounds. Because this voice was not summoned from the depths of heaven and earth after Wu Qi ran the soul quenching technique, but it was real, spit out from the mouth of a god.

In the middle of the incomparably empty sea of knowledge, there is a god sitting upright. Up and down the body, crystal like jade, as if every inch and every foot, all contain mystical truth, facial features, is exactly the same as Wu Qi, but the difference is that this crystal god, in the eyes that open, there is no trace of doubt, only the light of great wisdom and great perseverance that seems to know all the truths in this world.

"Genshin, Cheng!"

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