In the face of Wu Yan's violent coercion, it seemed that in the crowd on the other side, someone tried to stand up and say something.

However, without waiting for the other party to make a generous statement, Wu Yan's face changed slightly.

Then, at a speed that surpassed the limitations of time and space, it evacuated the monolithic universe that had already captured most of it.

At the same time, in this starry sky, in this Chaos City, many powerhouses who had reached a certain level were all sensed.

"Psychic Network... It's broken!"

"He... Finally gone?" all the strong men pondered the question.

Time can cover up all the secrets, or it can make all the secrets come to light.

Lin Xi··· and the stories of Bai Fan and Bai Xuan, although they may not be truly transmitted to any corner of this world.

However, there are also various 'variant' stories, which are based on the original story archetypes and are spreading.

Some knowledgeable and strong people know it in their hearts.

At the pinnacle, there is a terrible and great will.

The psychic network is the embodiment of that great will.

Maybe one day, He will be reborn from that network of minds, and... Once again, stand on top of the top, dominate and control everything.

However, now the network of minds that carries everything is shattered.

This seems to indicate that... That great being has completely fallen?

"He died, but he left a legacy. ”

"Those thoughts that are all over the starry sky, floating in the infinite land! they must be hidden, about the whole universe, the starry sky... The ultimate secret of everything. "The strong flew into the void to snatch the belonging of those thoughts.

At this time, Bai Fan, dressed in white, seemed to be the same as Bai Xuan in the past.

The only difference was that he wore a black belt around his waist, and on the belt he held a sword and a sword on the left and right.

Zhao Wei'an stood beside Bai Fan, and the two stood side by side, looking at the dark blue sky under the low starry canopy.

"You've worked hard for thousands of years, and you've finally succeeded!"

"The network of his mind is broken, his last reliance is gone, and his name will be a thing of the past from now on. Maybe there's another... , but that's not the real him anymore!" Zhao Wei'an said to Bai Fan.

Although he seemed to be sure that 'Lin Xi' was dead, he still didn't dare to say the name directly.

In addition to not wanting to attract the attention of the Chaos Demon God Lin Xi, he was also worried... Will it be because of his own words that those broken and scattered 'thoughts' will find a root and basis?

"Yes! I did destroy the psychic network. ”

He buried the psychic network very deeply, using different sects, different modes of transmission, and even different combinations of civilizations to build a huge network that existed only in the psyche. Each person can be the basis of the spiritual network... If it weren't for the mutual conquest in Chaos City, it would have been in full swing, and a large number of worlds would have collapsed. I won't find such an opportunity!" Bai Fan frowned as he said this.

Although it had taken thousands of years to finally achieve something, he was not surprised at all.

I'm always worried... Worrying about what he did did not smash the conspiracy of that 'existence', but instead provided convenience for him.

"Anyway... Stop those who want to gather their thoughts and receive his legacy!"

"They only know that it is creation, but they don't know that it is the real danger. Bai Fan repeatedly calculated and reviewed the whole thing in his heart, and finally felt that he was right to do this.

At this time, all the thoughts entrenched in the starry sky formed a unique giant multi-faceted crystal.

On closer inspection, it is composed of fine, scattered and incomplete individual 'crystals'.

And on the periphery of this crystal, there are already too many strong people and forces.

Thousands of years of chaos in Chaos City have shattered a large number of civilizations and led to a large number of deaths.

At the same time, it has also quickly created many strong people.

They weren't just killed from blood and fire.

And they are often proficient in several... Even the different skills of dozens of civilizations, the realm is profound and the methods are strange.

Beautiful, gorgeous, powerful magic weapons, artifacts, etc., with light and shadow effects, like colorful glow, shining on the multi-faceted crystals.

Under the refraction of the multi-faceted crystals, the beautiful rainbow light is fanned to half of the starry sky.

It's just that at this time, no one will be tempted by this beauty.

Because, this beauty, it does not belong to a garden full of innocence, nor does it belong to a candy house full of dreams.

It's a real meat grinder.

Some people come alone... In order to compete for the legacy of 'Lynn Creek'.

Some people are leading their own huge forces.

We must bring this treasure from the 'Spirit of the Ancestors' back to our own civilization and the world.

The Spirit of the Ancestors... This is a kind of name for many nationalities or individuals who only know a little about the real Linxi.

They only know that in this starry sky, there is a great being, secretly controlling and controlling everything, but they don't know the real name of this existence and the story of its existence.

The battlefield is chaotic and brutal.

Almost everyone who stepped on this starry battlefield couldn't even tell where the enemy was, maybe there were enemies on all sides.

Every streamer that flies through the window of the battleship may be a deadly magic weapon, and it is blooming with a devouring flame.

Those seemingly bizarre buildings in the starry sky may be a powerful fortress, a real weapon for clearing the field.

A large number of guys who don't know whether they are alive or dead and try to provoke in vain will die inexplicably under their attacks.

At this time, on this battlefield.

Those who control life and death, in addition to absolute strength... It's just luck.

The lucky ones are still alive, and the unlucky ones are dead.

It has nothing to do with bravery, or even with strength in general.

Even if it is an immortal, a true god, an arhat... It's just a slightly stronger cannon fodder on this battlefield where artillery fire roars and weapons splash around.

Wanbao, who had lost his courage and was identified as a scrapped by Zhao Wei'an and others, was now commanding the imperial army, constantly advancing towards the core area in the chaotic situation.

He had long sworn to lose something.

and bring them all back.

It doesn't matter if you're underestimated.

It doesn't even matter if you don't see yourself as an opponent and leave you far behind.

At least once, he stood at the top of the times and knew some truths.

He wants to take that 'inheritance' before everyone else.

As long as he gets the inheritance, he can fly up and go to the entire starry sky completely... Don't go beyond the starry sky, in the broader universe, become a very small number of top powerhouses.

There is no need for any other existence to be defined in some smearing way.

"Not good!"

"Targeted!" Wan Bao didn't even inform the loyal Imperial warriors around him.

Even the white-haired triplets who had just been fortunate by him, he didn't care.

With a flickering jump, he dodged the giant battleship.

In an instant, a heavy black light flashed.

The huge fleet, which was once so strong and rarely had an area, was directly emptied for most of it.

And it was a creature that looked like a black kitten.

It licked its paws, and its golden pupils showed a contempt like human nature.

At this moment, a mountain peak not far away was spinning like a millstone.

Countless sharp sword qi, with the entire mountain peak as the core, swept back and forth.

Wherever the light and shadow of the sword qi passed, it seemed that everything had been turned into powder.

The black kitten who had just emptied the Wanbao fleet was swept into it by this sword qi.

Under the persecution of the sword qi, the black kitten turned into a giant tiger that devoured the sky.

What spewed out was a penetrating light.

The huge sword pierced through everything and cut off the black giant tiger.

The sword qi continued to swallow, and the black giant tiger was also cut into slag.

"Zhao Wei'an... Wan Bao looked at the mountain that released sword qi and kept spinning with a complicated expression.

He knew that Zhao Wei'an himself was not in the immortal mountain called 'Ten Thousand Swords Mountain'.

It is clearer that the current Wanjian Mountain is just in the most ordinary state.

For example, the sword that slashed the giant tiger just now, there are still three hundred and fifty-nine in the entire Ten Thousand Swords Mountain.

In the Ten Thousand Swords Mountain, three hundred and sixty giant swords were like three hundred and sixty demons that had been hungry and thirsty for a long time, they were frantically snatching, devouring all the killing qi, and a touch of dark red sword qi representing absolute killing surrounded these giant swords, condensing out.

And more small, dark red flying swords, surrounding the three hundred and sixty huge sword peaks, rotating back and forth, full of spirituality.

These dark red flying swords seemed to have noticed Wan Bao's peeping, and a small piece of dark red flying swords surged directly towards Wan Bao.

Halfway through the gallop, a huge sword wing was formed.

Wan Bao snorted coldly and clenched his fists.

Then his whole body was covered with a thick layer of golden light, and above his fists, a red flame that burned the void ignited.

The fiery red fist and the dark red sword wings collided together in an instant.

Wanbao, who has been polishing and accumulating the power of the flesh for so many years, ushered in a big explosion in an instant.

He used to coax!

So he hated his weakness.

Every time he hated, he tempered his body with all his might.

Until now... Even he himself didn't know the upper limit of what his physical body could carry.

Despite this, the stronger the physical body, the more insecure he became.

Maybe the only one that can really give him a sense of security... Only the legacy left by 'that person'.

The seemingly invincible, ferocious dark red sword, the sword wings formed by Wan Bao's fist were torn apart, and the entire dark red sword wings were like broken canvas, leaking out large holes one by one.

The frenzied flames, like maggots on tarsal bones, stained those dark red swords, burning with the killing and evil aura on the swords, until the swords with one handle were reduced to ashes.

The blades of the dark red sword quickly diminished under the blow of Wan Bao.

Look at the dark red sword wings that are about to disappear.

Wan Bao suddenly gave birth to another kind of pleasure, as if he had defeated Zhao Wei'an.

This kind of bursting heartiness has not been felt by Wanbao for too long.

But then, he felt a little sad.

The sadness is just better than some small means arranged by Zhao Wei'an, so he is so complacent.

Once, he was above Zhao Wei'an.

Once... They are at least neck and neck.

And now, I want to talk like this!

It's just pathetic!

Totally ridiculous!

Flew up with a single kick, completely shattering the broken shape of some of the remaining dark red sword wings.

Seemingly enraged by Wan Bao's madness, more small dark red swords flew towards him.

A large number of dark red swords, like a dark red cloud, contain infinite killing power.

Wan Bao knew that something was wrong, and he didn't want to use his tempered body to resist these sharp and terrifying flying swords.

Just as he was about to retreat, the dark red cloud suddenly exploded, turning into a circle of clouds, enveloping his up, down, left and right, no matter which direction he broke through, countless small swords would come up towards him.

"Think you're going to eat me?"

"You don't even need the main sword, so you'll eat me?"

There was a maniacal sneer on the corner of Wan Bao's mouth.

With a shock of his arms, the golden light wrapped in his body ignited in the starry sky like scorching fireworks.

And Wanbao is wrapped in this lit golden flame.

The phantoms of various supernatural beasts appeared one by one behind him.

Then, in a roar, the phantoms threw themselves into his body, turning into his armor and weapons.

The long stick danced violently, like a whirlwind, and the huge energy vortex gradually formed with the trajectory of the long stick under the swing of Wan Bao's long stick.

Under the interference of the energy vortex, the dark red cloud composed of the dark red sword gradually could not maintain its original operation mode, and was sucked into the vortex that Wanbao danced out.

Layers of dark red filaments are attached to one end of the long stick.

A large amount of energy remnant attached, pulling at the long stick in Wan Bao's hand, making it more and more jerky.

Gradually... The stick seemed to turn into a dark red sledgehammer.

"Phew!"

Wan Bao shouted, and the long stick slammed out.

The thick dark red cloud was smashed into a hole by Wan Bao, and Wan Bao quickly flew out.

Looking at the dark red cloud chasing behind him, Wan Bao held the ball with both hands, a golden energy ball, condensed in his hand, and then became bigger and bigger.

In the end, it turned into a golden, almost transparent terrifying symbol.

The symbols twisted wildly, involving all kinds of rules and powers, distorting light and shadow, and fighting against the sword qi that came from the abuse and force.

Go!

Wan Po threw the orb into the dark red clouds.

Suddenly, a huge mushroom cloud exploded from the cloud, and the small swords that made up the dark red cloud seemed to let out a painful cry under the burning of energy, and the dark red cloud that was originally thousands of miles long quickly shrunk.

Before Wan Bao could be proud for a moment, a large meteorite hit him directly.

Wielding a long stick, he smashed the meteorite with a single stick.

But the real killing machine is not the meteorite, but the black giant sword in the meteorite.

The moment Wan Bao's long stick touched the giant sword.

Wan Bao seemed to see millions of powerful sword cultivators, swinging their swords at him at the same time.

This is a variation of the 'Battle Body'.

There is no need for the monks to combine into a huge body, but through some form, one move is glued together and used together to become an extremely powerful and great attack.

Sharp, sharp, decisive, clean... This is this sword, giving Wanbao all the feelings and experiences.

When he saw this sword, his soul seemed to be cut off by it.

Wan Bao smiled arrogantly.

He felt that he was being humiliated and belittled.

At this time... Until this time, the hateful Zhao Wei'an did not show up and say hello to him.

Rather, with this... With this outdated, already old-fashioned method, against him!

Huge mechs emerge in the golden light.

This special 'mecha', which looks like a golden Buddha, but is full of mechanical punk feeling, is completely enveloped in Wan Bao's body.

The boundless sea of blood undulates at the feet of the mecha piloted by Wan Bao.

On the ship chopping knife that vibrates with high-frequency particles, what is entangled is the hell scene.

The immeasurable power of the Vajra Fury Buddha bloomed from this Buddha mecha.

Wan Bao drove the mecha as if it had turned into a light source, shining on the black giant sword, and the original substantial giant sword turned illusory under the illumination of such a strong light.

Some sword cultivators who don't practice enough, their moves become incoherent.

So much so that it passively broke away from the 'group'.

At the same time, the powerful sword intent, united in one place, broke through the surface mecha and slashed directly at Wan Bao's heart.

Wan Bao's whole body curled up, and he actually shrunk into a golden relic.

Then it floated up to the center of the Buddha's mecha and turned into a point in the center of his eyebrows.

Immeasurable light, immeasurable dharma shines out from the 'relics', and the Buddha's mecha is completely active.

"My Buddha is compassionate!"

The sound fell, and the sword and the high-energy particle cannon were fired at the same time.

The black giant sword suddenly dissipated, and the space rippled like a strip of cloth that had been shaken, and finally exploded around the golden Buddha mecha.

Burst!

Wanbao, which turned into a relic, did not be proud for long.

He was stabbed by a 'nail'.

His eyes looked to the side in horror.

A black figure, abrupt and eerie, appeared diagonally above Wan Bao.

In the windless cosmic void, the cloak on the black shadow seemed to be flying in the wind, and the whole person changed between the virtual and the real.

He looked incredibly real.

But it's also very false.

It's like... The people in the photos have come to the same as reality.

Taken from someone in reality, but never that person.

A jet-black claw slammed at Wan Bao.

Wan Bao converted to Mahayana Buddhism and obtained the Buddha mecha, which inexplicably faded its golden light and retracted into the spiritual platform.

No matter how much Wanbao pushes it, it doesn't appear anymore.

Wan Bao was shocked and knew that he had met a nemesis.

But not really flustered.

Without the mecha, he still has a powerful body.

Layers of spiritual spells are superimposed on the body, forming various bonus auras.

When the accumulation reached its peak, Wan Bao faced the shadow and threw a fierce punch.

Fists and claws intertwined.

In the surrounding space, dozens of caves of different sizes suddenly erupted.

The powerful power of space shattering, the power of tearing, crushes all the cosmic energy.

Wan Bao's entire right arm hung limply and trembled slightly.

For the time being, it has lost the strength to fight again.

He thought that the body that had been refined to the extreme was like this... It's useless.

"Who are you?"

"Don't think I can't guess!"

"Are you Qin Gang or Wu Yan?"

"No! You shouldn't be them... ！”

"You are... ！”