v2 Chapter 818： The Confrontation of the Transcendence
The domain of nothingness, the domain of swallowing.
This domain is ethereal, far away from the envelope of black and white absolute time and space, and all things and myriad laws do not exist.
In the emptiness, there is only a strange swallowing force, which is extremely terrifying. All things that exist in cognition will completely collapse into nothingness if they cannot persist in this place for a moment.
But in the center of this ferocious and absolute domain, at this time, there was a figure sitting cross-legged, its whole body was in a state of distortion, and its face was blurred.
Whoa!
This person is holding a book in his hand, turning it over, as if he is enjoying it.
"Old Mo Chen, what are you laughing at?"
boom--
The line of sight is madly raised, sublimated, and everything in the perception is collapsing and dissipating. When the abstract light and shadow are calmed down, the figure sitting cross-legged in the center of the swallowing field has been replaced. Infinite voids.
This distorted dark figure also spread out his palm, holding a book, and the picture depicted in the opened page turned out to be the previous figure.
Hearing the question, the figure in the book moved slightly, and then, a chuckle resounded inside and outside the swallowing domain.
"Hehe, Po Lun Kshadi, you seem to be a little anxious? It's only been less than a little Yanji in the present world, it's not like you."
"In the beginning, weren't you very confident?"
The narrative-level transcendence Chen, with a smile in his eyes, his eyes lowered, and he looked at the book in his hand indifferently. On the illusory page, the distorted figure of Bo Lun Kshadi froze for a while.
"Humph!"
"Want to tease me? At this moment, all races and heavens have been shrouded in boundless death. The one who should be anxious is you, right?"
Po Lun Kshadi's tone was stern, her arrangement in the gray and lonely place was secret and long-term, foolproof, and there would never be an accident. This cunning old demon Chen was just pretending to be calm.
"You said yes, that's it."
"In short, Po Lun Kshadi, you can honestly stay with me in the Swallowing Territory now!"
Chen's tone was domineering and strong, but when Po Lun Kshadi heard the words, he could only be silent and did not mean to refute.
It is true that the two are both narrative-level detached people, and they are very different in means. No one can do anything about the other.
Buzz!
Horror buzzed, the horizon suddenly collapsed, and in a terrifying light and shadow distortion, Tunyu was once again superimposed with a layer of "narrative power", and everything of the Poluksha Emperor, including Tunyu, fell into the hands of "Chen". on the booklet.
"Blue Gourd Sword Fairy"
The narrative ladders, layer upon layer, you trap me, I trap you, until infinite layers, all of them are imprisoned here, restraining each other, and it is difficult to extricate themselves.
"Then let's see who will have the last laugh!"
After finishing speaking, Po Lun Kshadi stopped speaking, but in the depths of his heart, something flashed silently.
Old Demon Chen is too calm, which is very different from the fraternity of the human race. Those who are free from the black disaster can see that the endless heavens are dead and remain indifferent, but the human race and the ten thousand races cannot do it.
'What exactly went wrong? Is it...'
Po Lun Kshadi's child hole shrank, and a seven-colored brilliance flashed in his mind, as well as a pair of indifferent and serene eyes.
...
Fantasy sea.
This sea is gorgeous, the splendid colors are endless, the phantom light and shadow are endless, it is the delusion, wisdom, aura, imagination of all intelligent beings...
The endless "spots of light" flowing on the surface of the concept condensed and condensed to form this strange sea of fantasy, located in the unknown land of the void, and it is difficult for those who are not detached to set foot.
Boom!
The illusory waves set off countless lights and shadows, and in every light spot, there is a strange world born from the thought of living beings.
In the center of the turbulent and roaring sea of fantasy, it was abnormally calm at this time, and it was a little strangely quiet, like a simple and simple situation.
A figure in black robe, sitting cross-legged on the ground, with a pale face, cold and waveless.
"Hoo hoo hoo!
"
"Sorrow—"
The terrifying roar of filial piety came from the bottom of the sea, causing the black-robed man to frown slightly. He glanced at him impatiently. A deformed and twisted evil figure was reflected in the depths of the child's hole, with countless heads, endless child holes and scarlet red. Endless tentacles...
"Azathoth, be honest."
"What? Still remembering the hatred of the broken arm at the beginning? You are really promising. If it wasn't for the time, this seat would kill you now!"
After saying that, he pointed his finger slowly, and the dazzling purple light poured down, suppressing Azathoth to the bottom of his fantasy.
"Hoohoho! Damn!
"
...
The end of the zero world, the dark tomb, the destination of all negative concepts, is dark, turbid and cold, and it is a forbidden area that light can never reach.
This place is hidden and hard to find. It is located on the other side of the "grey dot" where the cores of the black and white vortexes of the two sides overlap above the conceptual space and time. It exists in the absolute "nothingness". Just do it seriously.
"Huang, Ye, how are you thinking? 10,000 immeasurable generations, I have given you enough time."
In the endless darkness, a pair of scarlet eyes appeared, red as blood, flickering, and evil spirits circulated endlessly.
"Old man, you can give it a try. If the ruthless man has three strengths and two weaknesses, Huang and I will give up everything, step into the 'instant logic' together, and slap you to death!"
"You know, we have this strength, isn't that why you engage in such abusive methods?"
Ye's eyes were cold and fierce, his breath was fierce, and the big cauldron under his body trembled slightly, suppressing and annihilating the boundless darkness.
"Hahaha!"
"Ye's meaning is also what I mean, Heiyuan, don't underestimate our determination, it's just life and death, endless years have long been explored."
Heiyuan fell silent. Ye and Huang, the two human race detached people, are very special. It may be because they come from the same heaven, so there is a strange connection between the two. In a short period of time, power beyond the narrative level erupted, and even, at the cost of life, can temporarily step into - logic!
Ye Huang's teaming up is the most terrifying fighting force among the ten thousand clans. In order to contain them, the Black Disaster paid an extremely heavy price. Only then did the ruthless man be captured and used as a check and balance to prevent those who escaped from the Black Disaster from being slaughtered.
However, this is also Ye Huang's bottom line. If he continues to put forward excessive conditions, the only result is that the fish will die and the net will be broken.
"Humph! All right, as you wish."
No matter how unwilling Hei Yuan was in his heart, he could only give up, knowing that Ye Huang and the two were not joking, and giving up everything could really crush her to death.
'Shameless old dog, let you be proud for a while, soon, soon...'
Ye Huang's eyes were obscure and intertwined, and then a terrifying aura erupted all over his body, distorting everything, and completely isolating the dark tomb.
Ancient, Tongtian, Beiming, Zhan, Lord of Truth, Absolute Power, Wheel of Origin of Four Colors, Taoist Lord, Shikong Brahma Buddha, Supreme Supreme One, positive and negative things in themselves...
There are many detached people of all ethnic groups, using various means, in various strange Jedi, to restrain the detached people of the black disaster, so that the world is temporarily in a state of "no detachment".
This phenomenon, I don't know why, but all detached existences know in their hearts that this state will not last long.
Black disaster is not the master of stability.
...
The vortex of the black disasters, the highest dark domain.
As far as the eye can see, the supreme heavens that do not know the geometry have been turned into wrecks, the flames of war are burning, and the towering corpses that exist on the other side are coiled in nothingness, still exuding a ferocious and terrifying atmosphere.
A dark and deep vortex slowly spread out, swallowing everything that was affected.
Bai Donglin's eyes were indifferent, standing on top of a battleship full of scars, looking up, at the end of perception, a black disaster like a tidal wave came surging.
"grown ups……"
The evil wind army master, Cang Wu, stood behind Bai Donglin, his breath was sluggish, and his eyes showed fatigue, but in the face of the endless black calamity powerhouse, he was still unafraid, and his face showed a hint of excitement.
For the sake of the ethnic group, why not die in battle?
For hundreds of billions of years, they have followed Lord Bai to fight in the hinterland of the Black Disaster, annihilating the Scarlet Sea, the Highest Dark Domain, the Black Wheel Vortex Heart and other core domains, the endless heavens and the black disaster powerhouse, all died under their slaughtering knives. .
Naturally, under the continuous high-intensity fighting, the casualties of the allied forces of all ethnic groups were also very heavy. Even with Bai Donglin's care, almost all casualties were completely eliminated. This is reasonable. slaughtered by them, but so what?
Death is nothing but a great honor!
Even if you die, you have no regrets!
buzz-
Bai Donglin frowned slightly, withdrew his gaze, and turned his hand to take out the nameless stone tablet.
I saw that the back image of the "battle", which was originally indistinct in the lake, has become more and more clear and scarlet since millions of years, and there are even signs of turning back to the net.
"Transcendence, are you coming back soon?"
Bai Donglin is not a fool. From the very beginning, he understood the meaning of "war", but he was warned by special means. Now, the time has come to have to retreat.
If you do not retreat, under the wrath of those who escape from the black disaster, the consequences are unpredictable.
"Humph!"
"Boys, just let you live a little longer!"
Bai Donglin pressed down his thoughts and put away the nameless stone tablet, looked back at Cangwu and the two, and then looked around, his eyes fell on the inner boundless space of the last battleship of the heavens.
In the void space, there are countless bronze coffins floating on display. Inside are soldiers who have fallen into eternal sleep. Their breath, will, and scorching heat are lingering and indelible.
"Cangwu, Xiefeng, take the brothers home!"
Bai Donglin's eyes drooped, he tried his best, and with the weak force of the coalition army, it was still too difficult to fight against the hinterland of the entire black disaster vortex.
These supreme heavens, one by one, control the power of transcendence, which is extremely terrifying, and even he was on the verge of death several times.
It is the honor of the soldiers to return the body of the horse leather. Bai Donglin knows very well that it would be the worst insult if he showed mercy to these soldiers!
"Master Bai! You, you..."
Cangwu boy Kong Meng shrank, looked at the black disaster that came from afar, and he instantly understood something.
"Go, this is an order, huh, what? You think I'm going to die here?"
Bai Donglin raised his brows slightly, and didn't even look at the black disasters of filial piety. If it wasn't for those who were afraid of transcendence, what were these things?
The reason why he stayed was to erase all traces, otherwise, there would be no difference between walking and not walking under the power of the detached one.
"Follow your orders!
"
Cangwu and Xiefeng trembled in their hearts, and they were extremely fearful of the power that Bai Donglin had developed over the years, almost instinctively taking orders.
The broken battleships of the heavens, shining to the dazzling brilliance, carrying countless coffins, fled to the gray and lonely place.
"Hoohoho!"
"Kill! Kill him—"
Bai Donglin's eyes were cold and stern, his eyes looked around, and the terrifying murderous intent spread, and the extreme cold froze the time and space.
Scarlet flickering, heads rolling, colorful blood, converging into the sea.
This domain is ethereal, far away from the envelope of black and white absolute time and space, and all things and myriad laws do not exist.
In the emptiness, there is only a strange swallowing force, which is extremely terrifying. All things that exist in cognition will completely collapse into nothingness if they cannot persist in this place for a moment.
But in the center of this ferocious and absolute domain, at this time, there was a figure sitting cross-legged, its whole body was in a state of distortion, and its face was blurred.
Whoa!
This person is holding a book in his hand, turning it over, as if he is enjoying it.
"Old Mo Chen, what are you laughing at?"
boom--
The line of sight is madly raised, sublimated, and everything in the perception is collapsing and dissipating. When the abstract light and shadow are calmed down, the figure sitting cross-legged in the center of the swallowing field has been replaced. Infinite voids.
This distorted dark figure also spread out his palm, holding a book, and the picture depicted in the opened page turned out to be the previous figure.
Hearing the question, the figure in the book moved slightly, and then, a chuckle resounded inside and outside the swallowing domain.
"Hehe, Po Lun Kshadi, you seem to be a little anxious? It's only been less than a little Yanji in the present world, it's not like you."
"In the beginning, weren't you very confident?"
The narrative-level transcendence Chen, with a smile in his eyes, his eyes lowered, and he looked at the book in his hand indifferently. On the illusory page, the distorted figure of Bo Lun Kshadi froze for a while.
"Humph!"
"Want to tease me? At this moment, all races and heavens have been shrouded in boundless death. The one who should be anxious is you, right?"
Po Lun Kshadi's tone was stern, her arrangement in the gray and lonely place was secret and long-term, foolproof, and there would never be an accident. This cunning old demon Chen was just pretending to be calm.
"You said yes, that's it."
"In short, Po Lun Kshadi, you can honestly stay with me in the Swallowing Territory now!"
Chen's tone was domineering and strong, but when Po Lun Kshadi heard the words, he could only be silent and did not mean to refute.
It is true that the two are both narrative-level detached people, and they are very different in means. No one can do anything about the other.
Buzz!
Horror buzzed, the horizon suddenly collapsed, and in a terrifying light and shadow distortion, Tunyu was once again superimposed with a layer of "narrative power", and everything of the Poluksha Emperor, including Tunyu, fell into the hands of "Chen". on the booklet.
"Blue Gourd Sword Fairy"
The narrative ladders, layer upon layer, you trap me, I trap you, until infinite layers, all of them are imprisoned here, restraining each other, and it is difficult to extricate themselves.
"Then let's see who will have the last laugh!"
After finishing speaking, Po Lun Kshadi stopped speaking, but in the depths of his heart, something flashed silently.
Old Demon Chen is too calm, which is very different from the fraternity of the human race. Those who are free from the black disaster can see that the endless heavens are dead and remain indifferent, but the human race and the ten thousand races cannot do it.
'What exactly went wrong? Is it...'
Po Lun Kshadi's child hole shrank, and a seven-colored brilliance flashed in his mind, as well as a pair of indifferent and serene eyes.
...
Fantasy sea.
This sea is gorgeous, the splendid colors are endless, the phantom light and shadow are endless, it is the delusion, wisdom, aura, imagination of all intelligent beings...
The endless "spots of light" flowing on the surface of the concept condensed and condensed to form this strange sea of fantasy, located in the unknown land of the void, and it is difficult for those who are not detached to set foot.
Boom!
The illusory waves set off countless lights and shadows, and in every light spot, there is a strange world born from the thought of living beings.
In the center of the turbulent and roaring sea of fantasy, it was abnormally calm at this time, and it was a little strangely quiet, like a simple and simple situation.
A figure in black robe, sitting cross-legged on the ground, with a pale face, cold and waveless.
"Hoo hoo hoo!
"
"Sorrow—"
The terrifying roar of filial piety came from the bottom of the sea, causing the black-robed man to frown slightly. He glanced at him impatiently. A deformed and twisted evil figure was reflected in the depths of the child's hole, with countless heads, endless child holes and scarlet red. Endless tentacles...
"Azathoth, be honest."
"What? Still remembering the hatred of the broken arm at the beginning? You are really promising. If it wasn't for the time, this seat would kill you now!"
After saying that, he pointed his finger slowly, and the dazzling purple light poured down, suppressing Azathoth to the bottom of his fantasy.
"Hoohoho! Damn!
"
...
The end of the zero world, the dark tomb, the destination of all negative concepts, is dark, turbid and cold, and it is a forbidden area that light can never reach.
This place is hidden and hard to find. It is located on the other side of the "grey dot" where the cores of the black and white vortexes of the two sides overlap above the conceptual space and time. It exists in the absolute "nothingness". Just do it seriously.
"Huang, Ye, how are you thinking? 10,000 immeasurable generations, I have given you enough time."
In the endless darkness, a pair of scarlet eyes appeared, red as blood, flickering, and evil spirits circulated endlessly.
"Old man, you can give it a try. If the ruthless man has three strengths and two weaknesses, Huang and I will give up everything, step into the 'instant logic' together, and slap you to death!"
"You know, we have this strength, isn't that why you engage in such abusive methods?"
Ye's eyes were cold and fierce, his breath was fierce, and the big cauldron under his body trembled slightly, suppressing and annihilating the boundless darkness.
"Hahaha!"
"Ye's meaning is also what I mean, Heiyuan, don't underestimate our determination, it's just life and death, endless years have long been explored."
Heiyuan fell silent. Ye and Huang, the two human race detached people, are very special. It may be because they come from the same heaven, so there is a strange connection between the two. In a short period of time, power beyond the narrative level erupted, and even, at the cost of life, can temporarily step into - logic!
Ye Huang's teaming up is the most terrifying fighting force among the ten thousand clans. In order to contain them, the Black Disaster paid an extremely heavy price. Only then did the ruthless man be captured and used as a check and balance to prevent those who escaped from the Black Disaster from being slaughtered.
However, this is also Ye Huang's bottom line. If he continues to put forward excessive conditions, the only result is that the fish will die and the net will be broken.
"Humph! All right, as you wish."
No matter how unwilling Hei Yuan was in his heart, he could only give up, knowing that Ye Huang and the two were not joking, and giving up everything could really crush her to death.
'Shameless old dog, let you be proud for a while, soon, soon...'
Ye Huang's eyes were obscure and intertwined, and then a terrifying aura erupted all over his body, distorting everything, and completely isolating the dark tomb.
Ancient, Tongtian, Beiming, Zhan, Lord of Truth, Absolute Power, Wheel of Origin of Four Colors, Taoist Lord, Shikong Brahma Buddha, Supreme Supreme One, positive and negative things in themselves...
There are many detached people of all ethnic groups, using various means, in various strange Jedi, to restrain the detached people of the black disaster, so that the world is temporarily in a state of "no detachment".
This phenomenon, I don't know why, but all detached existences know in their hearts that this state will not last long.
Black disaster is not the master of stability.
...
The vortex of the black disasters, the highest dark domain.
As far as the eye can see, the supreme heavens that do not know the geometry have been turned into wrecks, the flames of war are burning, and the towering corpses that exist on the other side are coiled in nothingness, still exuding a ferocious and terrifying atmosphere.
A dark and deep vortex slowly spread out, swallowing everything that was affected.
Bai Donglin's eyes were indifferent, standing on top of a battleship full of scars, looking up, at the end of perception, a black disaster like a tidal wave came surging.
"grown ups……"
The evil wind army master, Cang Wu, stood behind Bai Donglin, his breath was sluggish, and his eyes showed fatigue, but in the face of the endless black calamity powerhouse, he was still unafraid, and his face showed a hint of excitement.
For the sake of the ethnic group, why not die in battle?
For hundreds of billions of years, they have followed Lord Bai to fight in the hinterland of the Black Disaster, annihilating the Scarlet Sea, the Highest Dark Domain, the Black Wheel Vortex Heart and other core domains, the endless heavens and the black disaster powerhouse, all died under their slaughtering knives. .
Naturally, under the continuous high-intensity fighting, the casualties of the allied forces of all ethnic groups were also very heavy. Even with Bai Donglin's care, almost all casualties were completely eliminated. This is reasonable. slaughtered by them, but so what?
Death is nothing but a great honor!
Even if you die, you have no regrets!
buzz-
Bai Donglin frowned slightly, withdrew his gaze, and turned his hand to take out the nameless stone tablet.
I saw that the back image of the "battle", which was originally indistinct in the lake, has become more and more clear and scarlet since millions of years, and there are even signs of turning back to the net.
"Transcendence, are you coming back soon?"
Bai Donglin is not a fool. From the very beginning, he understood the meaning of "war", but he was warned by special means. Now, the time has come to have to retreat.
If you do not retreat, under the wrath of those who escape from the black disaster, the consequences are unpredictable.
"Humph!"
"Boys, just let you live a little longer!"
Bai Donglin pressed down his thoughts and put away the nameless stone tablet, looked back at Cangwu and the two, and then looked around, his eyes fell on the inner boundless space of the last battleship of the heavens.
In the void space, there are countless bronze coffins floating on display. Inside are soldiers who have fallen into eternal sleep. Their breath, will, and scorching heat are lingering and indelible.
"Cangwu, Xiefeng, take the brothers home!"
Bai Donglin's eyes drooped, he tried his best, and with the weak force of the coalition army, it was still too difficult to fight against the hinterland of the entire black disaster vortex.
These supreme heavens, one by one, control the power of transcendence, which is extremely terrifying, and even he was on the verge of death several times.
It is the honor of the soldiers to return the body of the horse leather. Bai Donglin knows very well that it would be the worst insult if he showed mercy to these soldiers!
"Master Bai! You, you..."
Cangwu boy Kong Meng shrank, looked at the black disaster that came from afar, and he instantly understood something.
"Go, this is an order, huh, what? You think I'm going to die here?"
Bai Donglin raised his brows slightly, and didn't even look at the black disasters of filial piety. If it wasn't for those who were afraid of transcendence, what were these things?
The reason why he stayed was to erase all traces, otherwise, there would be no difference between walking and not walking under the power of the detached one.
"Follow your orders!
"
Cangwu and Xiefeng trembled in their hearts, and they were extremely fearful of the power that Bai Donglin had developed over the years, almost instinctively taking orders.
The broken battleships of the heavens, shining to the dazzling brilliance, carrying countless coffins, fled to the gray and lonely place.
"Hoohoho!"
"Kill! Kill him—"
Bai Donglin's eyes were cold and stern, his eyes looked around, and the terrifying murderous intent spread, and the extreme cold froze the time and space.
Scarlet flickering, heads rolling, colorful blood, converging into the sea.
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