In the miserable white space, it was extremely depressed and cramped.

Yan Nu was very painful and calm.

I don't know how to describe it, I can only say that the feeling of staying at the bottom of the ruins and being squeezed by the whole planet is very comfortable compared to the miserable white space.

And this is only the suffocation attached to the transboundary pain, the real big head, which cannot be described, and continues to grow with time.

That is to say, Yan Nu can think calmly here, and if he is someone else, he will only fall into endless regret and struggle, and he can't survive or die.

"There's nothing in the miserable white space, just me and the miserable white ...... Strange consciousness too. ”

Yan Nu sensed the strange consciousness in front of him, it was huge and constantly changing.

It's like a complex three-dimensional figure, which is regularly deformed every moment.

What does it feel like? Yan Nu thought about it, probably when he was a child, he gestured with his hand to the light source, and the shadow in the shape of a bird or rabbit was reflected on the wall.

If the gesture changes, the shadow keeps changing.

It's just that the shape of consciousness in front of me is three-dimensional.

As for the so-called miserable whiteness, it is just a feeling, and in fact there is no light here.

Therefore, even if the other party and the background of the entire miserable white space are the same color, Yan Nu can still distinguish it through the eyes of the heart.

"Flying and teleporting are all useless here, why should I get there?"

He and the other party are both fixed in place, unable to borrow everywhere, and there is no time and space to manipulate.

Miserable white space, strictly speaking, can't be called space.

Although the cosmic space-time seems empty, it is actually filled, and Yan Nu can clearly feel that he is actually immersed in things everywhere.

No, there are no substance or rules.

But it's not pure nothingness after the destruction of the universe, and there is a difference between things, but that's all.

It is as if the pool has been drained, and the space is only the attribute of distance.

I probably felt that the distance between him and the other party might be thousands of miles, but it was close to the end of the world, and Yan Nu was like a painting hanging in place, unable to move.

"Fortunately, my mental strength is still there."

Yan Nu's various attempts suddenly burst out with a burst of spiritual power, which was also gas.

This made him realize that he was not actually dead, and there was a qualitative difference between the state of being only the original self.

At this moment, the gaseous spiritual power seems to have added something new to this empty environment.

At least Yan Nu finally has something to touch.

However, the gaseous spiritual power was quickly diluted, and it was evacuated to an incredible level in an instant.

Even if he was as strong as a flame slave, his spiritual power was suddenly lost by this special environment.

"Humph! You try again! ”

Yan Nu continued to bloom with spiritual power, and at the same time, he had adapted to the environment here.

On the spot, the resistance to this strange space tearing was activated.

What does it mean to be inappropriate? He may be trapped, but there will be no circumstances that really threaten him.

I saw that his spiritual power would no longer be pulled apart, condensed but not dispersed, like a gaseous planet.

"Boom!"

A large amount of air appeared in the white space, cleansing up a lot of things.

He changed the environment here, and all over his body was his gaseous spiritual power.

The spiritual power is surging and tumbling, and the strong and invincible air flow is like chaos.

He was in the center of the chaotic air mass, condensing his body of red air.

At the same time, this is also a spiritual body, emitting shocking spiritual fluctuations, like a celestial venerable.

"Don't stop me!"

Yan Nu flew and was the only being here that emitted fluctuations.

And the only material existence!

Like the Phoenix Emperor, he roams in the atmosphere and moves forward in his own spiritual power field.

And when he advances, the spiritual power planet is reorganized, and it also advances.

This made Yan Nu seem to be dragging himself forward.

Sa! Soon, he was in front of the strange consciousness.

The target is extremely large, as large as perceived from afar, and there is no such thing as near or far in this space, after all, there is not even light.

He slapped it with one palm, and the other party did not suffer the slightest injury, as if it was nothing.

"Unreachable?"

Yan Nu felt a little tricky, don't look at him like a reckless man, and immediately entered the miserable white space again.

But in fact, the situation in the outside world, he glanced at the two, and already knew that the Zeta people had been killed, and the others were gone, so I was afraid that it was not good.

He knew that Luo Yan would probably pull him out again soon, and he had to get rid of the thing in front of him as soon as possible.

"This should be Bai Bu's own consciousness, right?"

What Luo Yan could imagine, Yan Nu could also think of.

Then his mind turned around, and he said secretly: "It must be the same nature as the White Cloth Death God, and I can touch it with some knowledge." ”

If the outside world wants to have an effect on the white cloth of death, it has to sacrifice knowledge.

At present, this miserable white consciousness body must also have the same characteristics.

In an instant, Yan Nu rolled up a piece of cosmic primordial data in his heart, and slapped it with one palm again.

However, unexpectedly, the other party is still not powered.

"Huh?" Suddenly, he was stunned and realized that something was wrong.

"Didn't I forget this memory?"

As early as when he devoured the white cloth itself, and countless dead people were resurrected, he had forgotten a great deal of knowledge.

It is the information about the beginning of the birth of the universe, which can be said to have been forgotten for a long time.

But then he was decapitated and trapped, and he didn't have any amnesia at the time, so much so that he didn't notice.

It was when he was rescued by Luo Yan for a short time just now that suddenly there was a huge sense of amnesia.

Before he could add anything, he entered it a second time, and this time he remembered it again.

"Here, I will not forget knowledge?"

"All the dead, no matter how much they forgot in their lifetime, when they are beheaded and killed, they will remember it again."

"It's just that when you go out, you forget about it."

Yan Nu scratched his head and sacrificed knowledge to destroy the white cloth, but in fact, it was not that the knowledge disappeared, but that the data was transferred in.

This white-clothed god of death may be called a knowledge eater.

The information body of the white cloth is constantly plundering the information body of the universe in the outside world.

People may come in and go out, but the knowledge and information that has been attributed to the white cloth can no longer be taken away.

These are two completely different worlds, and there is no relationship between who is vassal of whom.

Hurting the white cloth is just that people forget knowledge, but to redeem people, it is necessary for the entire universe to pay the ransom.

"The information body of the miserable world is the consciousness in front of you, right?"

"It supports the people who come into this world, so that they still have to think, so that they can memorize orderly data, that is, knowledge."

"No wonder everyone is suffering here, they don't have a mental breakdown, and they can still think clearly, which is probably also its function."

Yan Nu kept attacking this thing, and tried to use gaseous spiritual power to wrap it in its entirety, intending to coexist.

But it all failed, and this thing didn't do anything but 'see' it.

It seems to be just a shadow of a cosmic information body, which can be seen but not touched.

"What to do? I can't make a difference to it. ”

"The method of knowledge blessing is also invalid in this, as if after I came in, my knowledge is also counted as it."

"It's like I can't sacrifice the knowledge that belongs to it to hurt it......"

Yan Nu felt very tricky, it was like someone was kidnapped by bandits.

When you are not kidnapped, you can still use money to operate, and when the person has been arrested on the mountain and locked up in the cottage, it is meaningless to carry more money on you, so you can only use the money to redeem the people outside.

"Yikes! You intellectual bandit! ”

Yan Nu was very angry, Luo Yan would get him out at any time, but he couldn't do anything about the thing in front of him.

"If only I had something that had a forced effect."

"Bang ......"

Yan Nu thought calmly, suddenly raised his head, and looked at the spoon that was still beating him diligently......

This thing is too faithful.

Open all year round, unswerving.

If you don't stop, it's just that, even when you enter the miserable white space, it still comes in and beats.

The most important thing is that it is invincible, it will never be destroyed, it will always exist, it can overcome all obstacles, and it defies all barriers.

Can't knock it? There is no such thing as a hammer, the spoon can definitely hit its target.

"Haha! Great stuff! ”

Yan Nu backhanded, and smashed the spoon into the miserable white consciousness.

This hand was used when he captured Gongziyu.

Of course, at that time, he couldn't turn off the spoon's lock on himself, but after the symbiosis, he could lock on one more target according to Yan Nu's thoughts.

Just like the Bing effect of the Zixiao Thunder Tribulation, the Heavenly Dao only locks on the ones it thinks are against the heavens, but the Yan Nu uses it, and the cognition changes, expanding the scope of the lock, and pulling the heaven-defying ones in.

The spoon is the same, after symbiosis, 'beating the flame slave' is its duty and obligation, as if it has its own function as soon as it is born.

In addition, 'select a nearby creature to knock to death' is another function.

It splits two selves at the same time, striking two targets, as if judging that the target is an out-of-body incarnation.

Now that Yan Nu has transformed to the spiritual level, it is more convenient to use.

He could theoretically turn off the symbiotic spoon to hunt down his lock.

It's just that he won't do it, because this thing, tapping others is the purpose of its existence.

Once you stop banging on the target, there are only two scenarios, either the target is actually dead forever, or the spoon itself disappears forever.

It can be described as non-stop in the full sense of the word.

And all the spoons were symbiotic after locking the Yan slave, so locking the Yan slave became its intrinsic attribute.

If you don't let the spoon knock the flame, just as you don't let the particle spin, it won't be a particle, and if you don't let time flow, then it's not time.

So if the Yan Nu closes the lock of the symbiosis spoon on itself, it will be gone.

Yan Nu locked the spoon of Gongzi Yu before, and some of them were deleted in this way.

Now all he had left was the one on top of his head.

This makes it easy for him to use, and whoever he wants to hit, symbiosis copies one and throws it at the target.

If you don't need to, turn off the 'lock on the Yan slave', which can be said to be used freely.

"Haha, this thing is really recognized as a living creature by the spoon!"

Yan Nu can sense that the other party is a consciousness body, but there is no personality.

The so-called personality is 'me', and this consciousness body has no self-concept, but simply lives.

"Bang!"

The spoon struck it hard, and Yan Nu could see that the miserable white consciousness body was slightly damaged.

Absolutely beaten, forcibly damaged, although the damage is super low, but there is! It worked!

What claims to be absolutely invincible, except for knowledge-based attacks, will never be harmed, and the defense has finally been broken.

"Spoon, you're amazing!"

Yan Nu was very satisfied with the effect of the spoon, the depth of this thing was extremely outrageous.

All kinds of strange things, except for the Divine Iron, are the spoons with the highest depth, and Yan Nu has also not refined the spoons until now.

"Big big!"

Yan Nu used Tiangang's magical powers, and the size was as good as he wanted.

This move can change the size of all things, and the battle of the immortals will be, and then it will be specialized, and the depth has surpassed the Heavenly Dao, which is equivalent to the characteristics of a strange thing.

He can't act on the conscious body, but he can act on a spoon.

The spoon is not unharmed, but it must exist.

After one knock, it has a short period of time and can be manipulated at will.

After the tapping, it can be transformed or thrown anywhere in the interval between raising and falling, but it will fly back and knock on the top of Yan Nu's head.

I saw that after the spoon was struck once, it suddenly became bigger and formed a huge object!

There was a bang, and it cracked, and the gap was enough to wrap the miserable white consciousness body inside.

"Bang!"

The second time he struck, the miserable white consciousness sank into the spoon, and the Yan slave instantly symbiotized the target!

"That's it!"

In an instant, Yan Nu felt a huge amount of knowledge.

It was really huge, and in addition to the knowledge that Bessel had forgotten by going back 30,000 years, there was also a vast amount of dimensional information.

Diverse and three-dimensional huge information, obediently stay in a database, can be consulted at any time.

Or rather, he feels like he has an extra brain!

And the information of the entire miserable white space seems to be mastered, as if his consciousness is the consciousness of this space!

In other words, the consciousness body of this miserable white space is just an organ in one's own body, an external brain.

"Sure enough...... All the knowledge that the white cloth makes people forget is here......"

"Three-dimensional, four-dimensional...... So that's the case, such a vast dimensional knowledge belongs to the emperor, right? ”

Yan Nu was very happy, the white cloth was completely destroyed once, and after the remodeling, there was still the knowledge of the past.

If you think about it carefully, it is actually meaningless for him to destroy the white cloth in the outside world, on a material level.

Its true essence is this miserable white space!

The white cloth of the material world is destroyed when it is destroyed, it is just a carrier, just a shell, or even just a bait.

Spending a huge price to extinguish the white cloth is all for nothing.

"Huh? Five-dimensional? Six-dimensional? ”

"What is this information?"

"It seems that countless fragments of knowledge and laws are not systematic, scattered and chaotic."

Yan Nu found that even the knowledge contributed by the emperor was only the tip of the iceberg.

This body of consciousness contains an extremely vast and indescribable amount of information.

It's broken, like a book, scrambled into countless fragments with strokes.

Yan Nu reluctantly sorted out a set of materials from it, and it turned out to be a very clever material formula.

"Well, it's only down to the atomic level, but this technology is not available in the Divine Continent or even the Bessel civilization."

"Other civilizations? Ever contributed by warriors from other civilizations? ”

"No, this is just some of the extremely superficial data, and I put it together."

"In addition, this material is too weird, can it really be realized?"

Yan Nu is like searching for waste in a scrap heap, sorting out the messy data that various senses can be connected.

So repeatedly, a bunch of low-level and superficial knowledge packages have been made.

In addition to material formulations, there are also sociological, linguistic, and cultural aspects.

Yan Nu even summed up a lot of combat skills and cultivation methods.

It can be said that these data are all-encompassing.

But they are all fragmented, and they must have a super high wisdom and knowledge base in order to put them together into some knowledge packages like puzzles.

"I've summed up so much, and it's just the tip of the iceberg."

"This can't be a fragment of knowledge about the entire universe, right?"

Yan Nu felt very strange, through observation, these data did not look like they had been shattered by external forces.

It's more like it's so broken, it's not related to each other.

In addition to Yan Nu's active arrangement, they will also spontaneously and randomly piece together in this consciousness body.

It's just that the spelling doesn't match, and the bull's head is not right in the horse's mouth, so it disintegrates on its own.

It's like a puzzle of countless pieces, dangling in a whirlpool.

Occasionally, two pieces are coincidentally put together, because they are compatible, chimeric and concise enough, to form a larger piece of the puzzle.

It's a little bit more orderly.

So repeatedly, when it coincidentally put together a huge piece of the puzzle, the 'picture' can clearly present a set of systematic things, then a set of knowledge packages is born.

Yan Nu's initiative to sort out only accelerated the process.

"Could it be that the knowledge of the entire universe is actually just a collection of countless unnecessary data?"

Yan Nu pondered, what is knowledge? In fact, every single piece of data is meaningless, but when combined and expresses a certain truth, it also has meaning, called knowledge.

And the miserable white consciousness body actually contains such a huge amount of fragmented information, this volume is comparable to the universe.

Born? Or did it come from somewhere?

……

:I'm sorry.

(End of chapter)