Emerging with the blurred figure, there was also a fiery red banana fan the size of three zhang, which was held in the arms of the other party.

"Get out of here!"

The whole body is covered in blood, and the skeleton that finally escaped from the ascension naturally knows that it can't hesitate at this moment.

Once entangled, if he is delayed, he may really have to explain here today.

Between life and death, his whole body flickered with blood, and his whole body turned into a white bone flying sword, rushing straight towards Wang Zijia.

Wang Zijia's face was solemn, and all the breath of his body converged towards the fiery banana fan in his arms.

'Temporal Path: Wind Banishment: Sleepy!' ’

Wang Zijia almost blushed, holding a huge banana fan, and fanned at the old ghost of the skeleton who rushed towards him.

In an instant, nearly half of the mana in Wang Zijia's body was drained.

And the banana fan fanned out a terrifying spatial tornado, rolling the skeleton old ghost head-on, constantly rotating in place.

The power of terror is like a space storm.

If it weren't for Wang Zijia's main purpose of trapping the enemy, rather than exile, it is estimated that a fan would be able to throw him out of the clouds!

The powerful effect made Wang Zijiadu stiffen slightly.

The attack seemed to be more powerful than he expected, and it was already close to the power of the Xuan Immortal's limit.

It seems······ In this world, the Dao Law of Time and Space has been strengthened?

Wang Zijia was just stunned, and his figure went into hiding again.

"Woohoo!"

The six Xuan Immortals had already caught up at this time, looking at Wang Zijia, who had disappeared again, with a look of jealousy.

But he didn't mean to probe, but instead surrounded the Void Tornado again.

Based on their cultivation, it is not difficult to see that this is an alternative method of temporarily trapping the enemy!

"I'm going to kill you······"

In the tornado, the skeleton old ghost who kept rolling for a moment before struggling to stabilize his body in the eye of the wind roared wildly.

He was impotent and furious for a moment, and his heart sank as he looked at the people who had gathered around him again.

Standing in the center of the eye of the storm, ignoring the whirlwind of the surrounding space, his whole body was filled with black gas, and sections of white bones grew out of his body, piercing the skin, propping up the flesh and blood, breaking through the body, constantly expanding, thick ominous and crazy permeated.

Obviously, he was completely desperate.

By the time the storm that had trapped him had dissipated, the old ghost had completely changed.

The body is two or three zhang in size, the whole body is composed of white bones, the back has bone spurs and a spine, bone spurs have also grown in various joints, and a white bone tail has also grown.

The whole person turned into a half-beast white bone monster.

The head is like a tiger's skull, but the body is like a strange dragonman, and the breath of the whole body fluctuates, and the madness is full of ominousness.

In order to escape for his life, this guy took the initiative to explode the pollution in his body and entered a semi-evil state!

"Roar!"

As the transformation of the skeleton old ghost was completed, he roared at the cultivators, and a ghost mist appeared around his body, and several demons of the same level emerged from his body.

The six Xuan Immortals surrounding him looked slightly awe-inspired, and one by one they began to show their housekeeping skills, and once again started the big brawl!

······

As a big devil who has lived for hundreds of thousands of years, the skeleton old ghost is indeed difficult, and the means of breaking out are also very terrifying.

But in the face of the siege of six to one, he was still seriously injured, and he was rejected by the world, and he could not recover, and he was unable to make any waves in the end.

After half an hour of fighting, he tried to run away again.

However, when the old trick was repeated, Wang Zijia was not used, and he was successfully stopped by the leader Xuan Xian.

"I'm not reconciled to ·······"

With a roar of resentment, the old ghost, who had turned into a bone demon, was finally beaten to death by six people.

And with the death of the skeleton, Wang Zijia saw a terrifying scene.

The moment I saw the skeleton die, the rejection of heaven and earth disappeared and was transformed into pleasure.

A strange suction force is generated!

The next moment, Wang Zijia saw that the old ghost with bones seemed to be quickly buried by a super mortuary.

In the body of the skeleton, all the spiritual machines and Dao Essence were quickly extracted, and even all the treasures it carried were also extracted together.

In an instant, with the separation of the spiritual wit, the corpse of the old ghost was obviously still the corpse, but Wang Zijia felt that the other party had changed a lot, a fundamental change!

As if ······ He lost his original authenticity and blended into the world!

Yes, the corpse of the skeleton seems to have become the corpse of the aborigines!

And the extracted spiritual dao essence, while rapidly expanding in Wang Zijia's eyes, is also rapidly losing its truth!

When it swelled from the size of a fist to the size of half a meter in diameter, it reached its limit.

"Bump!"

Those spiritual machines exploded into more spiritual machines, raging unopened, bringing a terrifying spiritual energy tide to the surroundings.

And the Dao Yun, which belonged to the old ghost of the skeleton, turned into golden runes, permeating the surroundings.

At the same time, the so-called golden light of merit began to fill the surroundings.

The entire canyon battlefield was filled with the golden light of merit, and not only the Xuan Immortals were rewarded, but also the disciples who helped form the formation were also rewarded.

Wang Zijia, who was hidden in the package, was also forced to reveal his body, and countless golden lights and runes turned into so-called heavenly merits and flocked to him.

It's like fighting monsters, and merit is given according to contribution!

However, these things were a little illusory to Wang Zijia, and in the end, under the light of Wang Zijia's eyes, they were all absorbed by Wang Zijia's eyes.

Wang Zijia looked at this scene in amazement.

He clearly saw that the so-called Heavenly Dao merit was simply the Dao essence of the skeleton that was assimilated by this world, lost its unique truth, and became the massive Dao and reason of this world!

Wang Zijia didn't react much when he got these things by himself, he only felt that his eyes were a little clearer, which was equivalent to obtaining hundreds of thousands of light points in a short time, but he still felt a lot worse.

And the six Xuan Immortals devoured these so-called Heavenly Dao merits, but the effect was extremely exaggerated.

Not only did all the cultivators reach the peak of Xuan Immortal, but Wang Zijia even felt that their foundation had been strengthened, and it seemed that they were ······ has become a supreme Dao fruit, with the possibility of a golden immortal?

That's six!

'What the hell is this world?' ’

'How do you feel, our so-called extraterritorial heavenly demons are the super tonic pills of this world? ’

‘······’

After a while, everyone came back to their senses one after another with a smile on their faces.

Including the surrounding immortal disciples, the gains seem to be not small.

At least they have improved their cultivation and heritage a little!

'No wonder they are so fanatical about extraterritorial heavenly demons, this Nima is a bit buried in describing extraterritorial heavenly demons with heavenly and earthly treasures! ’

'It's completely a walking innate spirit treasure-level medicine! ’

Wang Zijia also felt a little weird in his heart!

"Thank you for your help!" At this time, the six people had already come to Wang Zijia with a happy voice.

The six of them have gained a lot one by one.

Wang Zijia came back to his senses slightly, and said indifferently: "It's just the duty of a monk!" ”

······

A few people exchanged a few rare greetings, and then began to discuss the matter of dividing the spoils.

There are a lot of good things on the skeleton, but ······

Wang Zijia looked at them, obviously feeling very real, but he always felt that something was different.

These things seem to be no different from those spiritual creatures in this world.

Therefore, Wang Zijia didn't force this, but just took a white bone magic weapon casually, and then asked for the corpse of the old ghost.

"Woohoo!"

When Wang Zijia and the others were about to finish dividing the spoils, a few streamers flew around.

It seems that the person who saw Wang Zijia's report information, but failed to receive the task in time, rushed here by himself.

They didn't have specific instructions, but they were able to find this place in a short time, which shows that it took a lot of means.

Then seeing that the matter was over, he left without much entanglement.

After all, with their kind of cultivation, chasing and killing the Heavenly Demons was not a trophy, but a reward for coveting the 'Heavenly Dao Merit'.

······

Half an hour later, Wang Zijia declined everyone's invitation, said goodbye to them, and left quietly.

After walking for a long time, after making sure that no one was following him, Wang Zijia found a place full of inspiration and stopped.

Then he turned over and found the corpse of the old ghost!

Xuan Xian's corpse, even if it is buried, should be a treasure.

However, when Wang Zijia tried to infect this corpse with mana.

"Bump!"

After a soft sound, the corpse disintegrated into a garbled rune in the sky, and disappeared invisibly.

Only a little bit of light flew into Wang Zijia's eyes and disappeared.

'Really? ’

'When the old skeleton ghost died, he was extracted of those things, and he lost some kind of authenticity and became an indigenous-like existence! ’

This is suspected to be the world of Shenhong's parallel time and space, and it can't be the one that the ultimate can create: the sandbox world! ’

Looking at the treasure belonging to the skeleton in his hand, it finally disintegrated into gibberish and disappeared, Wang Zijia was cold all over his body, and his back was cold!

A Xuan Immortal!

It's just that if you die, you will lose everything alive, and even the truth between heaven and earth will become false······· What kind of means does this require?

Legend has it that the Taiyi boss who condenses the Dao fruit with the Illusion Dao, the Venerable of the Illusion Dao is estimated to have to take action himself to reverse the illusion and reality!

After being sluggish for a long time, Wang Zijia cleaned up his mood.

Can't go on!

Wang Zijia recovered his mana with peace of mind, and then stopped caring about anything else, and went all the way to the west again, heading straight to the southwest.

······

A few days later, Wang Zijia finally completely crossed the entire Central Shenzhou and came to the southwest region of Shenhong.

As Wang Zijia continued to the west, the earth began to gradually turn blood red, and the smell of blood filled the heavens and the earth.

Countless unjust souls roam here, and the whole world seems to be full of devastation, after countless devastation, as if it will be shattered at any moment!

This is the destination of his trip: the Scarlet Wasteland!

According to the information that Wang Zijia learned, according to legend, the three great emperors of time and space, the all-knowing emperor, and the life emperor, suddenly rose in the middle of the second century.

Uniting many Taoist systems and many affiliated races, the Immortal Dao Alliance of this realm was established and established as the authentic sect of Xuanmen.

Correspondingly, Spirit Sperm and Zhang Bairen also united countless demon paths to establish the Demon Gate Holy Land.

Since then, the two groups have started a war.

Over the years, times have changed, but only war is eternal and unchanging, extremely abnormal!

The two major factions have to send a large number of troops in this bloody wasteland every year, fighting bloody battles day by day, and every certain number of years, they will start a full-scale war.

It seems that there is an indissoluble hatred, and it seems that this world is resentful, and the battle between the two sides that never stops seems to represent the struggle of two wills.

Anyway, such a struggle has lasted for I don't know how many years, and it has not stopped for a moment.

It seems that only when the Zhang Demon Gate is extinct, it will end.

However, the Demon Gate Holy Sect, which occupied the Western Regions and the Southern Regions of Shenhong, not only did not perish, but over the years, it has been inseparable from the alliance!

······

Wang Zijia hid his figure and came to the Scarlet Wasteland.

The earth was shattered, the land crystallized, flesh and bones mixed, as if the entire wasteland was made of countless corpses.

The sky was covered with blood, and it seemed as if the whole world was wailing.

If the original Shenhong had such a place, I don't know what a terrible sin would be born.

However, there is no trace of sin here.

Of course, in such a filthy place, all kinds of demons are born and wreak.

It's just that it's all normal ghost monsters, this kind of thing, in a battlefield wasteland, it really can't make any waves.

Wang Zijia was on the edge of the blood-colored wasteland, and began to slightly agitate mana, and the spells of the undead and evil ghosts were stimulated by Wang Zijia.

'Scourge of the Dead! ’

"Click!"

"Whoa!"

With Wang Zijia's movements, the ground rolled, and white bones began to emerge.

However, it was not yet before Wang Zijia drove them.

"Bumper!"

Immediately after, dense soft sounds began to appear.

These skeleton soldiers, which had been piled up for countless years, and all kinds of polluted and demonized blood and bones had just taken shape, they quickly disintegrated, turning into piles of runes and disappearing.

The starry strange points of light flew into Wang Zijia's eyes, dyeing his pitch-black normal pupils with a little golden starlight.

"It works!"

That's right, this is how Wang Zijia investigated for a few days and finally found that he didn't kill or rob a large number of spiritual objects without wantonly killing or robbing a large number of spiritual objects, but quickly obtained the light point.

Well, it's not that hard!

After all······ Pick up garbage, he's a professional!

As soon as he saw the information of the alliance's countless bloody battles, Wang Zijia subconsciously thought of working as a battlefield cleaner!

······

Wang Zijia, who determined that such a way could work, no longer hesitated, Xianyuan began to run wildly, and the undead natural disaster Dao method was cast by Wang Zijia.

Within a radius of hundreds of miles, the shattered earth began to tumble, as if countless souls were about to crawl out of it.

However, these skeletons had only just crawled out, infected by the power of the prince's mana, and had not yet had time to impart the most basic spirituality or awaken the sleeping spirit.

"Poof!"

"Bumper!"

It disintegrated with a dense sound like popping beans.

Turned into a dense garbled of runes.

For a moment, the surroundings were like a sea of garbled characters, constantly disintegrating and disappearing.

Countless spiritual lights appeared, turning into fluorescent in the sky, and the milk swallow rushed into Wang Zijia's eyes like a throw.

Let Wang Zijia's pitch-black pupils, without using spells, also appear golden streamers.

When the effect of Wang Zijia's spell dissipated, the surrounding blood-red earth returned to normal.

It is worthy of a professional scrubber, picking up garbage, and making it clean, as if it has been purified.

Wang Zijia walked forward a little distance with joy, and then the immortal yuan circulated again, triggering the undead natural disaster.

Countless bones woke up, crawled out, and fell apart!

With the massive light points absorbed, Wang Zijia finally felt the difference, and he found that his body was giving birth to something.

No, it's his eyes, what's in them.

Because of this feeling, Wang Zijia began to surround the bloody wasteland and carry out floor washing work.

The core area is now staging a bloody battle, Wang Zijia has no intention of getting involved, he is constantly washing the floor and purifying everything on the edge!

Whenever more than half of his spiritual power was consumed, Wang Zijia would stop, find a place to recover his mana, and continue again.

And so on, like a hard-working farmer, constantly ploughing the land and weeding!

······

Over time, a large number of bones were cleaned up by Wang Zijia, and Wang Zijia absorbed a large number of light points.

Slowly, Wang Zijia felt that his eyes began to become very strange, and the real world around him gradually became a different filter.

His eyes gradually began to heat up, and as the light spots accumulated, they became more and more hot.

"Boom!"

On this day, Wang Zijia quietly carried out his washing work as always.

But he was attracted by a huge movement.

Subconsciously looked up, only to see the sky, two groups of people were fighting.

This kind of battle, Wang Zijia didn't meet it on the first day.

As he washed the floor, a large number of bones were broken up by him, and the surroundings were gradually cleaned up, so he naturally gradually went to the middle, and the battles that Wang Zijia encountered became more and more frequent. However, Wang Zijia ignored it.

As usual, I looked at the movement of the battle, although it was very intense, but it was obviously far away, and it should not affect me.

Therefore, Wang Zijia continued to wash the floor by herself.

The points of light continued to accumulate, and the eyes became more and more scorching, until every moment, reaching a critical value.

At this moment, Wang Zijia felt that his eyes were shining with golden light.

His eyes were also hot to the point of magma, and in his mind, the golden balance also bloomed, trembling, and countless golden lights shone on the chaotic sea of consciousness, and a weight slowly condensed out.

Weight: The Pupil of Information

Affiliation: Seed of Divine Powers

Category: Natal Avatar

Grade: Seven-grade high-level (10 billion/60 billion in condensation)

Introduction: The fundamental core of information omniscience is the initial state of the innate divine natal supernatural power, and it is possible to purify it into the omniscient eye.

Note: The omniscient eye is unique, and in the time it is in, there can only be one ruler of the entire information channel.

To be omniscient is to be omnipotent, and when everything in the world is a message in your eyes, then you can create all things, and the boundary between the illusory and the real will no longer exist.

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Looking at the weight in front of him, Wang Zijia was stunned.

It is not surprising to breed a new supernatural power, but the all-knowing eye······ Or the all-knowing avenue, this is the fundamental Dao system of the Eastern Wilderness Emperor and the All-Knowing Emperor!

Moreover, this is actually unique???

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