"Not good!

」

"These guys are going to kill them all......

Yan Xing raised his head in astonishment, Tong Kong shook violently, the boundless sky was covered by the rune barrier, the power of information fluctuated fiercely, and each rune was condensed by the vast information of trillions of knowledge bits, and the power was immeasurable.

At the moment when this terrifying barrier appeared, the Bronze Heavens trembled and hummed, blessed with infinite power and galloped, and the matter particles were torn apart in stillness, releasing dazzling light and heat until they were extinguished, and the heavens and the earth were submerged in a miserable white light.

Everything is dissolving, but the eleven bronze statues in the core are still standing, ignoring everything in the outside world.

The corners of Yan Xing's mouth twitched, and he sighed helplessly in his heart, after all, the bronze statue is just a dead thing, no matter how strong the essence is, it relies on instinct to act, and where can it fight the intrigues of the living.

"Humph! If you are unkind, do not blame me for being unjust."

He was not stupid, and he instantly understood that the other side was going to push the entire Bronze Heavens into the [Great Crack of the Cross], and Yan Xing had not yet grasped and had the confidence to go deep into it.

A Forbidden Land, the horror must be stronger than the bronze statue, and I would rather be entangled by these monsters than fall into the great crack of the unknown.

"Plane Jump—"

Time was pressing, Yan Xing didn't dare to hesitate at all, and his thoughts urged his talent, and the silver-white light flowed and flickered, enveloping his body.

[In view of the general environment,

It's a long story, it's all happening at the same time.

The information rune barrier obscured the sky, the bronze heavens were pushed by the might, the surrounding bronze gods attacked the Yan punishment together, and the light of the space-time leap rose.

"Alas, a bunch of fools!"

"You're lucky to have met me......

Yan Xing shook his head and sighed, if anyone was in his position alone, it was almost impossible to reverse the situation, and he could only be buried with these stupid bronze statues.

Roar, roar, roar!

Suddenly, the two bronze statues of Dao and Thinking God let out a strange hissing sound from their mouths, and their speed suddenly skyrocketed, freezing the chaotic time and space around them against common sense.

The Yama Time and Space Traveler's talent had just been activated, and the two bronze arms had already pierced through the silver-white light, piercing through his head and chest with one stroke.

Broken!

Yan Xing gasped, of course this kind of injury did not lead to death, not even the state of void appeared, what shocked him, the invisible aura emitted by those two arms fluctuated, distorting and interfering with the concept, and all the innate abilities were wrong at this moment.

I thought that his reaction and speed were fast enough, but it was just between the spins of his mind.

But after all, they still underestimated the horror of these bronze gods, they may not have realized that Yan Xing was going to escape, but the memory of the battle that existed in their instinct made them make the best way to deal with it.

A dead thing is a dead thing, and this "best" means to cut off the last chance of escape for both at the same time.

Pig opponents!

Boom Boom –

The Bronze Heavens were pushed by the combined efforts of many other shores, from stationary to disappearing without a trace, but in an instant, there was not much chance to react at all.

By the time the concept of shock in Yan's body stabilized, it was already too late, and the Bronze Heavens had crossed the boundaries of the Great Rift and plunged deep into the infinite darkness.

"I'm so miserable by you!"

Yan Xing's eyes widened, his body was blurred, he was detached from the two bronze arms, and he was concentrating and perceiving, and he had completely lost contact with the outside world, and even the synchronization of thoughts between the clones was broken.

Time and space jumps, teleportation and other means are all distorted and disrupted by an invisible force, and they cannot be driven.

The force was familiar, similar to the bronze arm that had pierced his body just now, but the horror was that it was everywhere, filled with large chasms.

Don't panic, don't panic, it's not dead yet......

Yan Xing forced himself to calm down, *** disturbing the talent is only those that act on

The ability of the outside world, but only the innate ability of the function itself, is functioning normally, which shows that the strength of the transcendent power that is filled with the great rift of the outside world has not reached the point of despair.

Further, I thought of the message that the doppelganger left him at the end, which shows that the doppelganger has also entered the big crack and walked out alive, why can't he, as a deity?

Roar, roar, roar!

The bronze statue let out a strange roar, and the bronze eyes stared at Yan Xing in the virtual state, without the slightest hesitation, and did not care about the changed heaven and earth in the outside world, and continued to use violent attacks to kill.

Boom Boom –

The bronze heavens, which were already on the verge of shattering, were affected by this, violently shaking and shaking, and dense pitch-black ravines covered the earth and the sky.

Yan Xing stood in the center of destruction, looking helpless, these madmen couldn't communicate at all, and he couldn't avoid their attacks in the void state, so he could only bear it.

With each attack that slashed through the body, I could feel a burst of coldness, and the avatar figure trembled and twisted, and the concept was affected, but fortunately it did not collapse and disintegrate.

"Whew! Sure enough, the concept editor exists in my body, and it is one with me, and the concept is more tenacious and powerful, and it is extremely resistant to the power of external detachment, which is not comparable to the clone that has only been contaminated with some concepts."

With no worries about his life for the time being, Yan Xing breathed a sigh of relief, simply ignored the stupid bronze statues, and went with them, instead looking up at the unfathomable darkness outside the sky, with a look of worry in his eyes.

What danger is hidden in the Great Rift of the Cross in the Forbidden Land?

This is unknown in the wasteland, as no one has ever been recorded to have ever set foot in it and come back alive.

The undead ghost Yama was an exception altogether, and he did not tell outsiders what he had seen or heard.

"Book of Narratives...... What the hell is this thing? Let the doppelganger also leave its information before going to die, and it is extremely careful to carry out multiple encryption."

Yan Xing's brows furrowed, and the string of coordinates was engraved in his memory and was clearly visible. But in this endless black crack, how to locate it? He couldn't even judge the most basic direction, and he didn't even have the concept of whether there was space in this ghost place.

At this moment, the bronze statue stopped its futile attack at the same time, turned around and looked in one direction in unison, the bronze wooden face, but with the slightest strange expression.

"Huh?"

Yan Xing's expression moved slightly, although the bronze statue could not help him, but the real strength was very terrifying, and the instinctive perception was even more so, they could find the abnormality one step ahead of him.

Roar Roar Roar –

The bronze statue is like looking up to the sky and roaring filial piety, the voice is unprecedentedly harsh, as if it has met a natural enemy, posing as if it is facing a great enemy, and the terrifying aura of shock all over the body has evaporated the surrounding time and space and all the remaining materials.

Recite!

Katsa –

The indestructible, substance-thick information rune barrier was like a bubble at this moment, torn and cut by a black light, and the next moment, the extremely huge bronze heavens were split in two from the center.

The sword roared again, and the bronze heavens seemed to have been slashed countless times in an instant, cut into tiny powder, and scattered in the pitch-black void, like an endless nebula vortex.

Sword Groan!

That weird black line is sword light!

Yan Xingtong's hole enlarged, and the relevant information of the Great Crack of the Cross flashed in his mind, it was said that this first-class forbidden place was left behind by a supreme transcendent person who cut down two swords.

It is very likely that the danger in this crack is the pitch-black sword light!

Escape –

Yan Xing's heart trembled, and there was only one thought echoing in his mind, and he could think of it with his heels, the attack slashed by the transcendent's own hand was compared to a bronze heaven that was destroyed with a random gaze, and there was a huge difference between the two, which could not be summed up by simply being A and B.

Poof!

The generalized Hongmeng Mother Goddess slowly looked down, and at some point, a ray of black sword light appeared out of thin air, penetrating her chest, and her body was immediately nailed to the spot, unable to move.

The mother goddess held the bronze head in her arms with weak hands

fell, and was still halfway through, when he was cut into nothingness by a flash of black light.

Katsa! Whoa—

On the surface of the bronze body, fine cracks gradually emerged, and the fragments of the copper shell peeled off and fell like raindrops, revealing the crystal clear white skin below.

Seeing this, Yan Xing immediately felt his scalp tingle, he understood what this situation meant, the transcendent power contained in the pitch-black sword light safely crushed the bronze statue, and instantly wiped out the transcendent power contained in the bronze statue's body, so the Hongmeng mother god would be separated from the bronze state.

But to be dead is to be dead, and detachment from copperification only represents the complete dissipation and disintegration of the transcendent power within it, and does not mean that the Mother Goddess of Hongmeng will come back to life.

Buzzing!

The pitch-black sword light trembled slightly, and the vivid body of the mother goddess suddenly turned into a piece of brilliance, leaving the last trace of light in the pitch black, and then completely dissipated.

Recite! Recite!

In all directions, in the depths of pitch black, endless sword light emerged, dense and endless, and the sharp tip of the sword pointed at the statues of the gods, ready to attack.

Kill the mother goddess of Hongmeng with a sword.

How can you resist such a great force, such a quantity!?

But the bronze statue does not know that it is afraid, and why should the dead be afraid of death, perhaps it will dissipate like the mother goddess, but it is a relief.

Roar, roar, roar!

The stupid ten bronze statues did not choose to escape, but rushed towards the pitch-black sword light.

I'm sorry, I can't save you!

Regret flashed across Yan Xing's face, and from the information left by the clones, it was clear that these bronze idols were the ones who helped the Truth get out of trouble in the hands of those on the other side. So from beginning to end, his attitude towards these gods is very subtle, even if he is in danger, he can't get angry with them if he wants to.

The enemy was fierce and could not resist, Yan Xing decisively confessed, turned around and ran away from the state of void!

Hugh –

Turning into a bright light, he found a gap in the vacancy of sword light, and galloped away.

The Great Rift is extremely restrictive to him, and all kinds of means that need to rely on the outside world are effective in the interference, and without the time and space transition and teleportation, he can only rely on himself to fly hard.

In the "afterglow" of perception, the bronze statues collapsed violently, and their majestic bodies were filled with pitch-black sword light, revealing their true colors at the last moment of dissipation.

Liberation in this way is regarded as preserving what remains of dignity.

Yan Xing didn't look back, burning the universe in his body, raising his speed crazily, he wanted to take advantage of the fact that the black sword light was not on him now, and escape as much as possible, and then rely on the void to hide his traces.

"Something is wrong!

」

After a moment of frenzy, Yan Xingmeng stopped his figure, raised his eyes and looked around, and what he saw was the eternal darkness that could not be seen, the absolute void and emptiness, and there was no conceptual concrete thing, not even a material particle could not be seen.

"With the speed at which the Bronze Heavens advanced just now, it stands to reason that I should have escaped from the Great Rift area long ago, why ......?"

Yan Xing's brows furrowed, he was not a headless fly, but broke through according to the direction he came in, but the imaginary boundary never appeared.

From the moment you enter the Great Rift, the way of retreat is actually broken, and no matter how you fly from any direction, you can't touch the boundary, and you can't deal with common sense.

This phenomenon is somewhat similar to the [World Serpent] imprisoned by the Lord of Reincarnation at the beginning, but it is not so simple, and it is even more difficult to understand the logic of its existence.

"Yes, if it's really that easy to leave, this is not a first-class forbidden place, the Great Crack of the Cross!"

Yan Xing quickly accepted the reality, and at the same time, he became more and more curious in his heart, how did the doppelganger enter this place to save his life? And how to get out.

Although the doppelganger didn't leave much information for the next person, he was very sure that the other party was definitely too deep into the big crack, and there was no reason to deceive him.

"If you really die here, you'll lose a lot......

"I don't know, those pitch-black sword lights have the ability to slash through the air."

Yan Xing shook his head, whatever

Choosing a direction to continue flying is really not good, it can only be seen whether it will evolve a new talent to adapt to this environment.

Death, however, is not enough, even if the deity is lost.

For the strong, there is actually no distinction between the doppelgangers of the deity, or in other words, after the death of each doppelganger, it can be transformed into a new deity.

What is lost is cultivation, the origin, the heaven and earth in the body, and all kinds of precious divine treasures, etc., everything has to be started all over again.

Compared to the others, the loss of Yan Xing is even greater, because he has an irreproducible "Concept Editor" and "Self-Test Module" in his body, which are bound to the Buddha-figure.

Entering the unknown source of the Truth, why did he still carry the task of erasing the Yama Buddha?

It is because they have learned an important piece of information through a special way, the reason why the consciousness of "Yama" is immortal is because of the inheritance of the special ability of the deity, cutting off the source of this ability, and you "Yama" is a clown who can be killed at will.

This judgment is correct.

All the conceptual talents infected by the doppelganger are reproduced to the deity, and once the deity dies with the "concept editor", all innate abilities will lose their foundation and disintegrate and dissipate.

Therefore, it is not a last resort, Yan Xing does not want to abandon his deity, and he wants to start all over again by relying on the doppelganger of "one poor and two white", and it is difficult to achieve his current achievements.

What's more, it is not certain whether these pitch-black sword lights have the ability to slash in the air, and they are looking for the perception in the dark and slashing all his clones together, which is really cool.

"The more you think about it, the more dangerous it becomes!? Yan Xing, don't fool me, otherwise it will be too fucking unjust to die like this!"

The only belief that Yan Xing can still keep calm now is that the doppelganger once walked out of the Great Crack of the Cross alive.

"In this hellish place, even energy supply has become a problem......

A layer of pitch-black film, the moment it appeared on the surface of Yan Xing's body, it immediately collapsed and disintegrated, the [perpetual motion body] is extremely dependent on the external environment, and it is claimed that even the concept can be devoured and digested, and at this moment, it has lost its usefulness in this big crack, and Mao has not eaten a bite.

Groaning –

Here it comes!

Yan Xingtong Kong was shocked, and the ghostly and crisp sword groaned as if it was everywhere, and his skin ached faintly, which was caused by the sword blade.

"Soul True Body: Probability Storm!"

"Infinite—"

Thundered!

A figure of white light lingered from Yan Xing's eyebrows, his hands pinched, and he recited the mantra with a solemn expression, and the next moment the endless figure split and gushed out.

Darkness fills the void.

Every soul true body was trying its best to release the fluctuation of the aura, and then galloped away in all directions, and the deity of the hidden aura of Yan Xing lurked in the torrent of many figures.

This is perhaps one of the few advantages he has over the bronze statue, he has a mind, a brain, and can adapt to the environment.

In the case of not being able to replenish energy, he should save as much as possible, and the true body of the soul consumes the power of the soul, which is currently the best means.

Escape!

He didn't want to go head-to-head with the pitch-black sword light for the time being, and no one knew if he could overpower the other party conceptually, and once he miscalculated, there was no chance of regret.

Groaning –

Facing the countless figures that suddenly appeared, the pitch-black sword light was also stunned for a moment, and then trembled and hummed, as if it had been provoked and provoked, exuding even more terrifying aura fluctuations.

Split!

One turned into two, two turned into four, and in an instant, the number of pitch-black sword lights skyrocketed, and after an unknown number of splits, their aura did not decay in the slightest, which was contrary to common sense.

The pitch-black sword light was hidden in the darkness, almost impossible to peep and perceive, only it quickly slashed through the wave traces of the void vibration, which could prove that they were real and ubiquitous.

Yan Xing's expression was solemn, he could sense that the true body of the soul was being annihilated at an extremely fast speed, and every time the true body died, the pain would be transferred to him, fortunately, the transformation and sublimation completed by the previous spiritual power, those chaotic

Personality does not oppress him.

It's a small pain, but it's a small thing, no matter how intense it is, he can endure it. The difficult thing is that this ghost place can't replenish the consumption, and the soul will be depleted at times.

This is not a long-term solution.

Yan Xing's eyes were dripping and turning, and his thoughts were surging wildly, pondering how to break the game.

"Sword?"

"This unknown elder, since he is a sword-wielder, if he shows his goodwill with a sword and comes to meet his friends with a sword, maybe......

As soon as Yan Xing's heart moved, this thought popped into his mind, and he couldn't control it, but he wouldn't easily risk his life to test it.

With the turn of his mind, a clone split out, taking away one percent of his power, and the key was still those particle universes that contained the true meaning of the Great Dao.

The deity quickly pulled away from the crowd, hiding in the crowd, and the next moment, a brilliant divine light bloomed in the darkness, and the loud shouts resounded through the void.

"The Sword of the True Intent of the Great Dao, Thirty Million Realms Infinite Heaven!"

"Slash—"

Really! It's working!

Yan Xing's eyes lit up, and in his perception, all the pitch-black sword light froze in an instant, no longer chasing the true body of the soul, but instead pointing to the area where the clone was located.

Poof!

"Ahem, deity, run away......

Thundered!

The clone holding the sword of true intent, only for a moment, was pierced by tens of thousands of pitch-black sword lights, exploding into a cloud of brilliant fireworks.

Yan Xing's old face darkened, and before he had time to think about it, a black mist appeared on the surface of his body, and he turned around and ran, and his speed became faster and faster.

Finished!

Going to die, going to die......