Adito Will.

It's the first time Wu Chong has heard of this thing, but what the ancients are planning to draw must be a good thing!

According to the logic of Wu Da's master.

When everyone is robbing this thing, it proves that this thing must have the value of being robbed.

"The difficulty of assimilating the primordial will is very high, and after a person with insufficient strength touches the primordial will, he will be reversed by the primordial will and become a part of the primordial will. Only the existence of the ancient level can resist the power of this assimilation. ”

Speaking of this, the pitch-black monster glanced at Wu Chong cautiously, and only breathed a sigh of relief after making sure that he was more satisfied.

"Assimilation and assimilation?"

However, the primordial will is definitely not as simple as the black monster said, and the power that can endow the first 'nine thousand years old' spirit must have its transcendence.

"I remember the old man saying it." At the mention of this sentence, the expression of the pitch-black monster suddenly changed.

The fear in his eyes was gone, replaced by a deep calm, as if he had changed his soul.

It's just that Wu Chong's attention is all on his side, and he doesn't pay attention to these details.

In his opinion, the pitch-black monster is like a little milk dog that can be pinched to death at any time in his hand, and he pays attention to it all the time when he doesn't have to, and the growth of the delusional monster is closely related to him.

"What."

"All the cultivation methods in our world, whether it is the Immortal Mansion or the Mirage, the source of all the power comes from the primordial will. There may be different flowers, but the soil must all be in one place. While everyone is becoming stronger in their cultivation, they are also slowly approaching the primordial will. The influence is relative, the cultivator wants to devour and assimilate the primordial will to gain eternity, and the primordial will also wants to absorb those moth-like cultivators to replenish their energy. I call this logic of mutual attraction – reincarnation. ”

"Reincarnation. Who are you? ”

When he heard this, Wu Chong came back to his senses, and his eyes fell on the pitch-black monster next to him.

The body is still the same body, but the will inside has changed. This feeling can be discerned at a glance, and it is impossible for that dark monster who is greedy for life and afraid of death to possess such mysterious power.

Being able to appear by his side quietly for so long can show the strength of the other party just by this point.

"A forerunner."

The body of the pitch-black monster seemed to turn into mud, surging strangely a few times, and finally turned into a familiar face of Wu Chong. Wu Chong knew that this was not the real appearance of the other party, this kind of existence basically had no fixed form, and the reason why it appeared with a familiar old man's face was just to receive his heart frequency.

It is not so much that the other party is an old man with a familiar face, but rather that what he imagines in his heart is like this, and the other party just embodies what he thinks in his heart.

The other party should have walked a long distance in the world of heart.

It's not that Wu Chong, who has only peeked under the barrier a few times and collided with the abyss, can be compared.

"I can feel that your path of cultivation is different from that of the Immortal Mansion and the Mirage, and those little pets are also very special and can ignore the pollution of the Mirage. This excessive growth rate is like obtaining some kind of permission, and it is illogical. ”

The old man opened his mouth and said to Wu Chong as if he were chatting.

"From the moment you came into view of me, I tried to look through your past growth trajectory."

"My growth trajectory?"

Hearing this, Master Wu's eyes suddenly narrowed.

No matter who it is, it will be unhappy to be probed for such a reason, let alone a person like the big boss.

This man's words are very general, and it can be heard from his tone that his reading is not just a cursory look at the language, it is very likely that he is going back to the past from the above timeline.

In this way, the experience of being on the other side of the Ultimate Gate cannot be avoided.

Because there is, there must be traces.

Although I don't know what means the other party uses, there must be a way.

This is a bit touching the bottom line, which is equivalent to lifting the bottoms of Wu Da's master.

"How much do you know?"

Wu Chong didn't bend at all, and asked directly.

At this point, he is not afraid that others will know his origin, not to mention that the Chaos Sea Monk is not a shady existence, he hid before, but it was because his own strength was not enough. For the current Wu Chong, this kind of fear no longer exists, even in the face of the ancients, he is sure to retreat with his whole body.

"For us, there are no secrets in this world. There are very few things that we can't see, and you happen to be one of them. The old man on the other side didn't seem to notice Wu Chong's emotions and continued.

"I've observed you for a long time, and every once in a while, your strength will increase illogically, and this surge has no root cause, nor any accumulation."

Wu Chong's eyes flickered.

The other party said that this skyrocketing should be when he added points.

"I suspect that you may have been in contact with the Primordial Will a long time ago, and your growth was driven by the Primordial Will, so."

As he said this, the old man's face suddenly distorted.

His appearance became blurry in front of Wu Chong's eyes, so that he couldn't hear the words clearly.

"You and the Primordial Will, who is assimilating whom?"

"Who's assimilating whom!"

Wu Chong's heart burst out.

Subconsciously thought of the panel, but it was quickly denied by him, the panel is also a part of him, a special energy that comes with his soul, more like the embodiment of his previous cognition, like the energy of the world of mind.

If it's not a panel, then it's only a problem around you.

Delusional Monsters!

When he realized this, all the delusional monsters in the jars in the distance who were devouring the pitch-black energy stopped moving. One by one, they turned their heads and looked at the old guy opposite with hatred, as if he had cut off his own dog food.

This scene made Wu Chong react suddenly.

Since when did the delusional monsters in his hands become a little abnormal? These monsters that he created from the Chaos Sea didn't know when they became a little distorted.

At first, he thought it was the characteristics of his immortal path, but now it seems that since the world here has released the suppression of the 'delusional demons', subtle changes have appeared.

"The Primordial Will?"

"Far from it, if the primordial will was only at this level, it would have been devoured by someone a long time ago."

The old man's face turned into a black mist in Wu Chong's eyes at this moment.

It represents the mysterious and unknown.

The Ancients?

This revival of the pitch-black monster may have been done by this guy.

For this kind of being, it is just an idle move, and they have too much time and energy to do these things. Their own will is enough for them to do many things at the same time. This power is close to the limit of living beings' cognition, omnipotent, omnipresent.

"You're here to remind me?"

Wu Chong didn't believe that there were such good people in this world.

With his awareness, the delusional demons in the jar instantly woke up, and one by one they automatically walked out of the jar and were forcibly put into the 'star' by him. Several twisted delusional monsters tried to resist, but as soon as the thought arose, he burst it.

The dog I raised by myself was slaughtered and re-raised if I didn't accept it!

"I'm just bored."

Speaking of this, the old man on the other side seemed to understand Wu Chong's emotions, and actually laughed.

"If you are not assimilated by the Primordial Will, you will one day understand what I mean. The ancient one is a title and a symbol. It's a kind of exile ......."

Scold!

A flame burst from the black monster's body.

In the blink of an eye, this pitch-black monster that followed Wu Chong all the way was burned by the black fire, and finally turned into a wisp of white and disappeared.

Wu Chong didn't stop him, just watched quietly.

He had never been in contact with the group of the Ancients, and it was right to be cautious. (End of chapter)