The golden filaments of light constantly wriggled like living creatures, and with the help of the world order attached to the filaments of light, the chaotic space was dismantled and reconstructed into a stable and independent narrow space.

With the invasion of golden filaments, parts of the chaotic space are connected to each other, forming a spatial passage that can accommodate one person to pass through.

The soul advanced very slowly, and it didn't take long for Sun Ang to have a fine layer of sweat on his forehead.

He insisted until the Yuan Breath in his body gradually felt the weakness of the follow-up, swallowed a spirit pill, replenished the Yuan Breath and continued to advance. After three elixirs, Sun Ang was completely exhausted. This kind of dismantling and reorganization of space consumes the most instead of Yuan Qi, but his energy.

His brain had to constantly calculate which natural law was most suitable. Sometimes, when you encounter a particularly difficult part, you can only find a way to bypass it, and the requirements for estimation are higher.

Sun Ang's stable spatial passage was constructed one zhang and two, which was only two feet more than before the god's burial. He was tired and sweaty, condensed a dark cloud in his hands, took a shower, changed his clothes, and sat quietly outside the space quagmire in a daze.

In front of him was the spatial passage that was only one zhang and two.

And the area he had to pass through was thousands of feet wide. If you use water mills to build the passage little by little, it will take several years to finally reach the Bird's Nest building.

Moreover, Sun Ang felt that his realm was still not enough, and the spatial law he comprehended was still very low-level, and the further back he went, the more difficult it became, and in the last two feet of distance, he spent more strength than before.

More than half a month has passed, and Sun Ang is slightly panicked in his heart: Is it really going to be trapped and die in Jiuyou in the end?

He would think about it, it seems that there has been a history of the Terrans. I've never heard of anyone who can go back alive after entering the Nine Shadows!

So, the fear in my heart intensified.

Sun Ang stood up violently, he was afraid that he had been forcibly dispelled, he would never give up so easily, there was still nearly a month to go, and he still had a chance!

Sun Aung returned to retreat. Continue to feel in the Immortal Emperor's quiet room. He vaguely felt that as long as he could crack a legal core, he would be able to solve the current dilemma -- but this goal was almost impossible to achieve.

Three days after Sun Ang returned to retreat, all the flying light patterns outside the god's body were integrated into her body. The beautiful magic pattern that already existed on her body seemed to be further fleshed out, becoming more profound and complex.

She stood up from the golden nest, and her momentum was stronger than ever. Although he failed to break through to the middle stage of the Destiny Heaven Realm, he was already infinitely close.

She's the same as Sun Ang. Without taking a break, he stood in front of the space mire again.

She saw the spatial passage left by Sun Ang, and after being slightly stunned, she glanced at it a few times and understood Sun Ang's concept. She thought about it, and continued to open up ahead as Sun Ang heard.

She also felt the difficulties that Sun Ang felt, and the further she went, the more difficult it was to disassemble and build.

For four full hours, the divine burial only pushed Sun Ang's passage forward. But this zhang is far more difficult than the previous one.

The god buried his hands back. looked at the spatial quagmire in a daze. In the midst of the mire, the strange structure of the giant birdcage is silent. The hope of return and survival is there, thousands of feet away for them, but it is far away.

Like Sun Ang, she refused to give up until the last moment, and after a moment of melancholy, she immediately went back. Continue to comprehend the "Emperor's Treasure".

......

"Still no. Sun Ang's eyes were red, and his sleepless meditation made him extremely mentally exhausted, but he still refused to stop, trying again and again, impacting the Mahayana sigil structure at the core of the Immortal Emperor's meditation room.

This piece of Mahayana sigil structure. It was even more complicated than the nine-layer rune in the first quiet room that Sun Ang had encountered before. Sun Ang is now in the realm of the middle stage of the Extreme Realm, and he still can't break through this level of rune structure.

He had already spent half a month, during which time he had only taken the time to refine all the remaining materials into three Mahayana sigils that could resist the invasion of the power of death, and the rest of the time was spent in meditation.

He had come up with a new method, but he had failed after trying.

There are only ten days left, and if he can't succeed, he and the Divine Burial will be trapped here, first using his own strength to resist the power of death every day, and in the end, it is difficult to avoid being eroded by this most basic power that has built the entire Nine Shadows. In the end, they slowly turned into dead creatures, and with the strength of the two of them, they might be able to complete a whole territory in the depths of the Styx...... But without the memories and feelings of the living, they are dead in the real sense of the word, but they will never rest in peace. This kind of pain, even Sun Ang, will feel creepy when he thinks about it.

He took a deep breath and continued to comprehend the Immortal Emperor's Meditation Room.

It's been ten days in a flash, and in the stone house where the two of them are, there is only the last Mahayana sigil left, and it looks like it can last for three days at most.

Sun Ang's eyes were bloodshot, and his whole person was extremely haggard.

He was on the verge of despair, he tried all the solutions he could think of several times, and since the day before yesterday, he could no longer think of any other way.

He let out a long sigh in his heart and turned into his own nebula brand.

This is the last way to retreat, if there is really no way, he and the divine burial will be introduced into this world imprinted by the nebula.

But in order to resist the invasion of this world by the breath of death, it is necessary to completely shut down the world of the Nebula Brand - the difference between Sun Ang's entry into this world before this unity is that Sun Ang has no way to get out of it. Someone has to open the nebula brand from the outside.

However, in order to open the Nebula brand, there must be the inheritance of the ancient Dan Artifact Master. And this inheritance is in Sun Ang. With Sun Ang's current strength, he has no ability to condense an idea, keep it undispersed, and leave this inheritance outside for those who are destined.

Moreover, if they practice in the Nebula Imprint for too long, the relationship between primary and secondary will change, and the two of them will be assimilated by the natural laws of the Nebula Imprint World and slowly become a part of this world.

If someone really happens to open the world of Nebula in the future, the two of them will become slaves without the power to resist.

As a result, it would be better for Sun Ang to go directly to the Styx.

Sun Ang went in and walked around, hesitated for a long time, and still came out: there are still three days to go.

He counted the time, and for four hours, he slept soundly—for the first time in a month and a half. After recuperating his spirit, Sun Ang swallowed the remaining elixir in his hand in one go, and then entered the Immortal Emperor's quiet room again.

The spiritual consciousness diverged, and layer by layer infiltrated out of the meditation room, invading towards the vast and complex Mahayana rune structure outside.

"Fight!"

Sun Ang gritted his teeth fiercely, and the super-large Mahayana sigil structure hidden under the spiritual sense rushed over. This ferocious impact slammed into the Mahayana sigil structure.

In the middle of the Extreme Realm, with all his strength, a line of order quickly rose inside the Mahayana sigil structure, forming an incomparably stable line structure. No matter how Sun Ang's power hits, he can't break through this layer of structure.

Sun Ang changed the means of attack, and a thin blade of spiritual light composed of hundreds of world orders cut through the middle of a line of order.

The Mahayana sigil structure quickly responded, and a ray of light rose from the depths, condensed into hundreds of lines of order, and turned into a shield with rigid lines, easily blocking Sun Ang's slash.

Sun Ang changed endlessly, but no matter how he used it, he was finally resisted by that Mahayana sigil structure.

Two days passed in a flash, and the last Mahayana sigil was already cracked, and it could be shattered at any time under the invasion of the heavy death power around it.

The Divine Burial had ended her efforts, and she was now even skeptical that she could find a suitable way to deal with it on the Emperor's Treasure.

That stable spatial passage was pushed to Sanzhang with all her might. But that's about it.

She sat quietly beside Sun Ang, and did not disturb Sun Ang, who still refused to give up. The eyes of the demon genius beautiful girl looked at Sun Ang's face stupidly, as if she wanted to imprint his appearance firmly in the depths of her soul. If there is an afterlife, let me use this memory to continue the frontier.

Sun Ang knew that time was running out, and in a desperate state of mind, all kinds of negative emotions in his heart burst out, and he roared angrily in his heart: "Why!?I am now the master of the Immortal Emperor Quiet Room, why can't I still check all the secrets of the entire Immortal Emperor Quiet Room?Why do you still want to stop me......"

The Immortal Emperor's heart demon was originally quiet, but he was suddenly shocked by Sun Ang's words, and a strange fluctuation spread out, and on the pitch-black heart demon, one after another hideous black dragon blood vessels beat, and the mysterious Tai Chi turned faster and faster.

Airplanes......

There was a strange sound, and there were powerful fluctuations that swept through the entire Immortal Emperor's quiet room. Sun Ang felt that his eyes suddenly became hot, and a strange power seemed to fill his mind.

He was already bursting with negative emotions, and at this time, there was even more anger, jealousy, arrogance, and greed...... And so many other sinful thoughts came to my mind together.

Let him suddenly understand: he is now the Immortal Emperor's inner demon!

When His Majesty the Imperial Dragon Immortal Emperor ascended the throne that year, he cut all his negative emotions into an Immortal Emperor Heart Demon. After Sun Ang got the Immortal Emperor Heart Demon, although he repeatedly relied on the help of the Immortal Emperor Heart Demon to save the day, he never dared to take the initiative to use the Immortal Emperor Heart Demon.

This monster always made him feel a deep unease.

And now, this worry seems to have become a reality, the Immortal Emperor's heart demon has completely invaded his body and mind! Is it because he is about to become a dead creature, can't the Immortal Emperor's heart demon wait? )