Wu Chong set his gaze on the remaining three pieces of bamboo slip paper, and the power of the panel landed again. Rich filaments of light appeared on the outside of the three bamboo slips at the same time.

The temptation has been completed, and the next few will naturally be batched.

The filament of light flowed, like a natural treasure, and little by little it surrounded into a flowing star stone.

The fifth, sixth, and seventh were completed one after another.

Wu Chong stretched out his hand and threw the three 'stars' that had just formed into the corresponding three blank worlds. The erosion installation is left to the freehand silhouette pool to complete. With her familiarity with these worlds, after Chi finished solving his own world, she could quickly help him get the rest of the worlds together.

There is a leading party, and the work is fast!

After three breaths.

The four stars formed at the same time, and four stars rose again behind Wu Chong. The erosion of the world will naturally not be so fast, but the speed of time in the world is very different from the flow rate outside the world, and the freehand silhouette pool may have taken a long time in the world, but it is still only a moment in the perspective of the world master.

The so-called one day in heaven and one year on earth almost mean this.

The speed of time in the eyes of the world lord or the immortals is different from the ordinary life in the world. Many beings in the world have never seen immortals in their lives, but they don't know that their short life, even the hundreds of years of the dynasty in which they lived, was just a snoozing kung fu in the eyes of the immortals.

After the Seven Stars were formed, the aura on Wu Chong's body skyrocketed again.

In the eyes of ordinary people, he is still ordinary, but in a certain dimension, he seems to have become a Wushang Immortal Buddha, and the vast fairy light surrounds his body like an ocean, faintly as if there is a golden lotus falling, surrounded by fairy music. Many members of the Black Wind Village outside had broken through the inexplicable realm, and Yan Shijiu, who was closest to the secret room, had crossed the two realms at once, saving hundreds of years of penance.

The immortal light became stronger and stronger, and Wu Chong's gaze passed through the secret room and looked over the world.

The three extra stars quietly changed their positions, and four more came later.

According to Wu Chong's vision, the seven stars were slowly arranged into a spoon shape!

In an instant, the star map froze, and the six worlds occupied by the seven 'stars', all the gods in the immortal realm, all had a similar memory in their minds.

Big Dipper!

Wu Chong stretched out his hand, he felt that his arm seemed to become much more transparent, and his palm began to touch some substances that could not be seen with normal eyes. It's out of sight, in another dimension. A world that only Taiyi Immortal can touch.

"The accumulation has run out, but fortunately, the results are not bad."

Wu Chong moved his palm, and his mind moved.

The translucent arm is brought to life again.

At the moment, he only felt as if he had become some kind of regular aggregate, and the slightest thought could change the direction of these worlds, and even affect the style of the world. For example, downgrading a world to a world without demons, or changing a world to a world with high magic.

As long as you are in the world, you will be under his control.

He reached out and touched his palm lightly against the tabletop.

Crash.

The table pierced through his palm like tofu dregs, and everything he touched was erased by an invisible force. It's not broken, it's not cut, it's erasure!

Such a method is even more exaggerated than before.

"Seven Star Palms?"

Wu Chong reined in his strength and gave this new move a name.

The attack is there, and the rest is defense.

The ancient gods pray that this kind of enemy must be strengthened in all directions to deal with it, and there are too many shortcomings in a single attack, and it is easy to be consumed to death.

Fortunately, Wu Chong had a plan in this regard.

He walked out of the chamber, his body translucent, and no one could see him but himself. Yan Shijiu, who was guarding outside, didn't know that his teacher was back at all, and he passed by him once, and his mind was now full of thinking about why his cultivation had broken through.

Walking to an open place, Wu Chong's mind communicated with the first star of the Big Dipper.

Tianshu!

The naming of the star, Wu Chong also came from memory.

The power of the stars fell from the void like a waterfall, and the violent power instantly spread throughout his body. Star refining is a martial art, Wu Chong's realm is naturally impossible to use stars to temper his body, and catching stars and taking the moon is just a snap of his fingers. His current method is to use the world power of the "star" as a layer of clothing to wear on the outside of his body.

From the inside out, the kind that wears without dead ends!

There's nothing more than this in the world.

A thick layer of starlight shrouded him, and Wu Chong only felt that his body seemed to be much thicker. This heaviness is not a weight aspect, but a defense.

Wu Chong stretched out his hand and delusionally imagined a long knife.

With his current strength, the long knife that he imagined could not be ordinary.

He grabbed the long knife in his left hand and stabbed it at his star-studded arm. The power of this knife is the level of a stone hammer, the power of a high-level node world master, which is just used as a unit of measurement.

Clang!!

A slash and sparks splashed everywhere.

The sharp long knife was broken out of a gap on the spot, and the broken blade flew out of the distance, and then looked at his arm, there was a faint mark on it. The power of the upper node world master level can still bring him some damage, although the degree of this damage is very low.

Before the current Wu Chong returned, he had to cut the stone hammer for half a day to break the defense without moving, and he had to cut all of them in one position.

"Again."

Throwing the broken long knife aside, Wu Chong raised his hand again.

The second, the third, and the seventh. In an instant, the power of the remaining six 'stars' was all poured into his body, and the rich starlight all converged into his body, turning into a special layer of protection.

Seven worlds stack.

This time, Wu Chong directly delusionally came up with seven 'stone hammer silhouettes'.

The silhouette of the resurrected seven stone hammers, with the hatred of his life, slashed at him with a long knife. But this time, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break through the defenses. The defense brought about by the seven layers of superposition is a qualitative change.

"Why can't you cut it!!"

The silhouette of the stone hammer, which was written into part of Wu Chong's memory, showed a look of despair.

Wu Chong didn't bother to pay attention to him, for him, this stone hammer silhouette was fake, and it was a tool man he had temporarily imagined.

"Let's disperse."

With a slight wave of his hand, the seven stone hammer silhouettes with reluctance and despair disappeared.

"Now with this kind of strength, I should be able to fight against the ancient gods."

Wu Chong recalled the previous fight, and then made a rough estimate based on his own strength. The Ancient God Prayer has more than one hundred and fifty worlds, and it must have an absolute advantage in terms of numbers. However, Wu Chong didn't plan to fight with him, and a quick victory was the way to win.

After testing his strength, Wu Chong withdrew his strength and was just about to leave to return to the secret room, when the familiar fluctuations came again. The strength was countless times stronger than the previous fight, and pulled him into it without any reason.

The picture is distorted, and consciousness is sunk.

As soon as his consciousness entered, Wu Chong saw a black shadow flashing, and he was attacked as soon as he came in before he could observe the scene.

Clang!!!

The pitch-black claw grabbed at his throat, the sound of metal collision resounded through the world, and the huge force was transmitted from the claw, rubbing against the 'star clothes' that Wu Chong had just condensed, making a tooth-souring sound, and the dazzling sparks burst out from the collision port, and the strong force made the sneak attacker and Wu Chong bounce apart, separating an area. (End of chapter)