Time flies.

Luo Fu doesn't know how long he's been trapped.

Perhaps, seven or eight hundred years.

Perhaps, more than a thousand years.

He didn't know how long he had stopped.

In the lonely years, his will has been worn out of its edges.

The reason why monks are able to move forward and pursue the truth of the Heavenly Dao.

It is because the motivation in the heart of the Tao is always there.

But in such a lonely, cramped and dark environment.

No matter how strong the monk is, he will be consumed by the years.

In a long and boundless passage.

There was a clanging sound of tapping, and there was no interruption in the silence.

A magnificent city has appeared.

On a bell tower in the city, Luo Fu was holding the "iron pickaxe" condensed by the Nine Heavens Divine Power, concentrating, and seriously building the last stroke of the bell tower.

The whole city was carved out by him at once, at once, all at once.

Every street, every building, has been built with the utmost care, just like the real world.

Even the shops and stalls on both sides of the street were chiseled out by him without omission.

He could have used the exercises.

However, there is no point anymore.

He's not in a hurry.

Rather, in the endless years, it loses its purposefulness.

The speed of excavation has also lost its meaning.

He's just listening.

Only the sound of the chisel hitting the ground can make him realize that he is still real.

A hundred years later.

A complete city has finally been completed.

But the sound of chiseling is still uninterrupted.

Luo Fu entered every house, to concentrate on chiseling out the murals, and even every teapot and teacup.

He wants to make this city as close to life as possible.

Let yourself remember that the world you once lived in is not what the infinite passage looks like now.

He just found something to do for himself and prove that he was alive.

Five hundred years, passed.

A beautiful city with outrageous details is placed in front of Luo Fu's eyes.

But in his eyes, he lost his brilliance and did not have any sense of accomplishment.

He hovered above the city, and was not even interested in taking another look at the masterpiece he had created.

He just levitated, stared blank and godless.

A hundred years later, he's still here.

Two hundred years later, he's still here.

Three hundred years have passed.

The once handsome young man was gray-haired and wrinkled.

All living people underestimate the power of time.

When people are in a confined environment, with no one to talk to, no one to talk to, not even an enemy, that's the most terrible thing.

Luo Fu often even forgets how he got here.

Only when he meditated hard could he remember that he was breaking through.

When nothing exists, life itself loses its meaning.

At one point, he thought about suicide.

Perhaps, just like the previous level, you can really pass the level by breaking and giving up.

But he quickly rejected this judgment.

In the previous level, you can exit the level by retreating from one platform to another.

But this level of the level leaves no retreat.

If this passage is endless, then there will be only one way to "admit defeat", and that is death.

Therefore, if you commit suicide, it is impossible to clear the customs, you can only lose.

"Alas......"

In the quiet sky above the city, after three hundred years of silence, Luo Fu's sigh finally sounded.

He picked up the chisel and set off again.

He began to sculpt human figures.

On the street, inside the house.

A vivid portrait was created.

These portraits, even each eyelash, are carved in detail and lifelike.

Three hundred years later.

White-haired, Luo Fu in his twilight years stared at the faces of those portraits, in a daze.

He found that the faces were even a little unfamiliar.

The boundless loneliness almost "blurred" the appearance of the human race in his heart.

I don't know how long I was in a daze.

Luo Fu suddenly trembled.

"What am I doing?"

"What kind of place is this?"

Dazingly looking at the chisel in his hand, looking at the figures.

Shaking his head, he said to himself: "I seem to have forgotten a very important person. ”

"Who is it?"

Pick up the chisel, walk out of the street, step towards the distant stone wall, and step into the lonely years again.

Two hundred years later.

A magnificent and magnificent huge statue stands between "heaven and earth".

Luo Fu, who was suspended in front of the statue, looked like a tiny ant in contrast.

The statue is so delicate and beautiful.

Luo Fu stared at the statue's exquisite face in a daze, but he was a little distracted.

He even forgot about the process of carving the portrait himself.

By the time she was presented, it was finished.

This staring is a whole year.

"Appeal ......"

"Jinxuan."

Luo Fu, who was out of his mind, seemed to come back to life, and finally pronounced the name that he had in mind.

The statue is his wife, the Empress of Yaochi.

"Yes, I used to be a god."

"This is my wife."

"But she's dead."

"Hmm...... She's dead, because I've been defeated. ”

"As a god, I lost to the demons, and I was defeated by the mysterious bloody hand that fell from the sky."

"In this life, I am indeed still growing."

"What's the end of what can be grown? Is it still the height of that god Su Fu? ”

"What's the point of doing it all over again, losing to that bloody hand for the second time?"

Luo Fu suddenly realized that the so-called growing stronger in his life was just a regain of the magic of "Su Fu", a magical power......

Regain everything that "Su Fu" once had, and in the end, become the second Su Fu.

If you can't become stronger than Su Fu, then making a comeback in this world is just another failed experience.

When you realize this.

Luo Fu suddenly raised his head.

On the old face, the pair of old eyes that had begun to be cloudy suddenly burst out with unprecedented essence!

When he was lost in the lonely years for a long time.

All real-world interests, strife, jealousy, anger, greed, delusions, hatred, are gone.

At this moment, Luo Fu's Dao heart has no distractions and no distractions.

There was no loud sound that could disturb his Dao heart again.

It's on fire.

Luo Fu's Dao heart is burning!

His Dao heart has never been as pure as it is now.

So violent!

Eternal, infernal.

These four words quietly came to mind.

He didn't seem to notice anything.

He silently raised his palm.

In the palm of his hand, there was a ball of soul power, which began to gradually condense.

He didn't know what he was doing.

It's just that the soul power is constantly being enhanced by him.

From a walnut-sized soul power light cluster, it gradually increased to the size of a watermelon.

He had only one trance-like thought.

Strengthen it!

Continuously, infinitely, to enhance this soul power.

It's like filling a water tank with a scoop of water every day.

He continued to drain his soul power and infuse it with the ball of soul power.

When the new soul power is restored, it will be drained and injected again!

When the soul power light ball reached ten zhang in diameter, it could no longer grow.

Luo Fu tried to inject soul power again, but the new soul power could not be injected into it, and could only be passed away with the wind.

The water tank is full.

This is indeed a limit.

Just like a cultivator of the God Refining Realm, unable to pass, the power of the infinite stacking of attributes will grow a hundred-zhang sword to a thousand, a thousand, a hundred thousand......

Luo Fu silently stared at the ten-zhang diameter soul power ball of light, motionless.

One year, two years, three years......

He always sat cross-legged, staring at the ball of light.

Dust, a thick layer of dust fell on him.

In the fourth year of his daze, he suddenly blessed his soul.

Blankly looking at the surroundings.

The endless, endless, eternal passage gave him a spiritual sense that split through the curtain of the night!

At that moment, it was as if the boundaries of something had been broken.

The water tank has become bigger!

The soul power light ball broke through ten zhang in one fell swoop and approached eleven zhang!

Twenty zhang!

Thirty zhang!

One hundred zhang!

Five hundred zhang!

As long as Luo Fu recovered a trace of soul power, he injected it into the ball of light.

And the "water tank" also continues to increase with the continuous injection of water and land!

Eternal and infinite!

Ten years later, the ball of soul power light, which had been freed from all shackles, had reached a thousand zhang in diameter!

After that, I don't know how many years passed, maybe 100 years, maybe 300, 500 years......

That ball of soul power light has reached a huge size!

I don't know how long it took, and the soul power light ball reached 100,000 zhang!

The entire space that was opened up by Luo Fu and contained a city was filled with that soul power light ball!

Luo Fu's expression has changed from the initial dazed to excited!

"Not enough, still not big enough!"

200,000 zhang soul power light ball!

The ball of light was so big that it was hard to see the edge!

Under such a vast and boundless ball of soul power, the entire infinite passage began to vibrate and crumble!

It seems that as long as Luo Fu is given infinite time, the ball of light can also grow to infinity, and theoretically, it can even fill the entire universe!

What level of exercise is this!

Exercises, supernatural powers, laws, domains!

If the exercise is used to destroy a stone.

Then the supernatural power can change the structure of the stone.

And the law can change the properties of the stone, turning it into water and wind.

The realm is to open up a realm of one's own alone, and in one's own realm, the laws of heaven and earth are all controlled by oneself!

And the exercises, and supernatural powers, are actually two different kinds of existence.

Luo Fu's supernatural powers have just comprehended the five elements, wind and thunder, and time and space.

But his exercises have already reached the super god level.

Su Fu, a thousand generations ago, had already abandoned the "exercises", and the starting point was supernatural powers, laws, and even fields.

However, the upper limit of the exercises is really only at the super god level.

No.

Luo Fu shook his head.

"And higher!"

"You can still break through!"

"For example, now!"

He stared at the 300,000 zhang soul power ball in front of him.

This kind of exercise that can infinitely stack soul power is obviously something that no super-god-level exercise can do.

"Above the super god level, what level should it be?"

Luo Fu had no clue, even in the God Realm, there was no higher level than the super-god-level exercises.

He realized that he had explored a whole new dimension.

"Eternal ......"

"This is a transcendent super-god-level, eternal-level exercise!"

"This is an eternity-level exercise that even Su Fu has never set foot in!"

"Although I have only comprehended this small move of the Eternal Level Exercise, this is a good start."

Luo Fu smiled.

"It's a pity that I only have six levels of refining gods, and I don't have enough soul power."

"After condensing it for so many years, it was only after condensing this soul power light ball that it was condensed to 300,000 zhang."

"But as my realm increases, the speed of condensing the soul power light ball will also increase greatly."

"Good."

Luo Fu looked up and looked around.

The entire "Cave Mansion" has been under the 300,000 zhang soul power light ball, constantly collapsing and turning into nothingness!

The boundless passage is also collapsing on a large scale.

"Not enough! Still not enough! ”

Luo Fu seemed to have found a fun toy, and he was full of interest in the eternal level exercises he had comprehended.

Re-cohesion!

Three hundred and twenty-two, thirty-three......

Thirty-five, thirty-nine...... 400,000 zhang!

In the 400,000 zhang soul power light ball, the terrifying soul power bred!

Ling Luo Fu realized that even if it was an immortal realm...... No, what a fairy!

Even if a true immortal is standing in front of him, he can use this blow to directly smash the immortal soul of the true immortal!

As long as Luo Fu is given more and more time, even the true god can shatter the divine soul!

"Give it to me, blast!"

Rumble!

The 400,000 zhang soul power light ball erupted unprecedentedly, and the soul power exploded.

Moment.

The entire endless passage of the seventh level was swept away, devoured, and nihilized!

The entire seventh level collapsed!

The next moment.

Luo Fu opened his eyes.

He suddenly found that he was standing in the Infinite Immortal Realm, the sixth layer of heaven.

And in front of him, there was a ......

Dumbfounded, with straight eyes...... The old puppet of the Immortal Dao Realm.

The old puppet pointed at Luo Fu and said, "You, you ......"