v2 Chapter 820： primordial black light

The sacred time line, the golden light and space-time condensate, under the agitation of the roar, set off billowing waves.

But its unshakable characteristics are extremely strong, even the fierceness from the transcendence is quickly calmed down, and in an instant, everything returns to its original state.

There are many sight lines, rising in the golden light time and space, staring at each other, one after another immeasurable stalwart figures ups and downs in the brilliance, or cross-legged, or feet on a giant cauldron, or a long sword in their hands...

There are all kinds of visions, their shapes are uncertain, and the silent and fierce aura is intertwined and intertwined, and the battle of detachment is about to break out.

All the detached people broke away from the confrontation of Xiao Yanji, descended into the present world, and stood facing each other on the sacred time line.

"Humph! Ten thousand clans, good calculations!"

The scarlet eyes flickered slightly, and then disappeared in the golden light. The cold aura that was pressing down on the golden light and the river almost solidified abruptly dissipated, and the figures of the detached people were also broken like a bubble.

The core of the vortex of the black catastrophe, the deepest part of the end of nothing, the dark mist ripples in waves.

The transcendence "Black Origin" stepped forward with a calm expression. Compared with her rage on the sacred timeline just now, it was like a cloud of mud.

After a while, many people who were detached from the black disaster gathered together, all of them were silent, their eyes flickering, meaning inexplicable.

"Po Lun Kshadi, your plan seems to have failed?"

Narrative transcendence · Eternal sin, the indescribable "polyhedron" body has an infinite number of faces, each face is inlaid with a dark and dark vertical child, and countless eyes are looking at Po Lunsha. The emperor is extremely strange, oppressive, and shows a hint of mockery.

"What's the problem?"

"Isn't all this within the margin of the plan?"

Bo Lun Kshadi narrowed his eyes, moved his sight slowly, crossed the barriers of time and space, and had a panoramic view of the post-war tragic situation in the hinterland of the vortex of the heavens.

The reality covered by the sacred timeline has been completely locked. If you want to reverse the time and space, you have to reverse the entire timeline. How difficult is it?

It is easy to say that the sacred timeline itself is difficult to shake. The real difficulty is that there are many detached people floating in it. They are like dams, standing on the long river of time and space, cutting off, suppressing, and completely preventing the reverse flow of time. possible.

The loss of the hinterland of the black disaster is a foregone conclusion. If the detached person does not care at all costs, they can restore it, but after weighing the gains and losses, it is obviously not worthwhile.

"I didn't expect that kid would be so ruthless. I thought he would be trapped in a gray place... hum!"

Po Lun Shadi withdrew his gaze, and seemed to sense the jokes around him, his face became even more ugly, he snorted, and stopped speaking.

"Okay, although the loss was heavy this time, the plan was successful, didn't it?"

"Everything else is just a side note."

Heiyuan shook his head slightly, and walked into the depths of the fog after speaking. The detached people didn't say more after seeing this, but they converged their thoughts and followed closely behind.

If the ordinary heavens fall, it is like the barren spiral-armed heavens of the ten thousand clans, and the detached people will not care too much.

These heavens have their hard work in it, and they have gathered a lot of resources. Together with countless enchanting geniuses, there is a high chance of giving birth to detached people.

The loss on the bright side is nothing. The most important thing is its future potential. Only those who are detached are worthy of attention by those who are detached.

The most terrifying beings in the world, but at this time, they are like mortals, pacing quietly in a fog, completely covering their breath, appearing a little solemn.

After walking for a long time, the detached group of Black Disaster finally stopped and stood in front of a black stone tablet with no words.

Heiyuan's expression was slightly condensed, he took two steps forward, pressed his palm on the stone tablet, and whispered in his mouth.

Buzz!

The boundless black fog space trembled and vibrated, and the boundless black fog all gathered, swirling and condensed, like a liquid, and in the dark liquid, there was a black light looming.

Looking intently, there was a distorted figure in the black light curled up, his chest slowly heaving, and it seemed that the light would burst out at any time.

boom-

An invisible ripple rippled out until it surpassed the limit of perception, and then looking back, the figure of Mohu had opened his eyes, empty and dark, without the slightest emotional fluctuation, which was daunting.

"You are here."

"We, I have seen Lord Yuanchu Black Light!"

All the black disaster detached people, whether at the conceptual level or at the narrative level, all looked respectful and bowed to the black light.

If there are detached people from all ethnic groups who see this scene, they will be shocked and deeply disturbed.

Yuanchu Black Light, isn't she dead?

Primordial Black Light was the first ancient existence to achieve detachment in the black disaster. His strength once surpassed all detached people. Before the incomparably long years ago, he fought against the master of the origin of all races, and both fell.

The Lord of Origin Point is also an extremely ancient and powerful existence, and its origin is extremely mysterious. Origin Point Blue Star was founded by him.

But I never thought that the master of the source point has fallen, but this original black light has not died, but still lives in the dark, and has not appeared in the world for a long time, there must be a shocking plan.

"Father God, have you succeeded?"

Hei Yuan's tone was excited, and there was a flow of adoration in Hei Guang's eyes. This was no longer a feeling that existed because of the difference in strength, but because there was an inseparable connection between the two.

The original black light is the source of the existence of the black source. If there is no black light, there will be no black source. This is a locked cause and effect relationship.

"Oh, of course it was a success."

Yuanchu Black Light's eyes flickered, and he moved his body, as if he wanted to change into a comfortable posture, causing the strange "black light" that was like water waves outside his body to tremble slightly.

"I, have proven the logic!"

As soon as these words came out, although many detached people were psychologically prepared, they couldn't help but stagnate, their eyes lowered, and they didn't dare to stare at the figure of Yuanchu's black light, and their expressions became more and more respectful.

"Although I have taken this last step, I am relying on foreign objects after all. The logic is extremely unstable, and it will take time to completely integrate and digest this black light."

"In this period of time, you can live in peace. When I successfully exit the customs, the ten thousand clans are just grasshoppers in the autumn, which can be destroyed with one hand."

There was a warning in the tone of the original black light. She is now in the most critical period. If it attracts the attention of all races and interrupts her transformation, it will really fall short, and there will be no chance to achieve logic.

"First Clan"

Let the ten thousand clans jump around, she just needs to endure this period, everything that exists is just a chicken and a dog, and for her, it can be destroyed easily.

"Father God, I know what to do!"

Heiyuan bowed, the excitement in the scarlet eyes slowly pressed down, and the restless mind was also calm.

"We take orders!"

Polukshadi, Azathoth, and other people who are detached from the black disaster, no matter what plans they have, they are all honest at this time, and they dare not disobey this future detached person of logic.

Covering the original black light and merging the "black light" to peep at the logic, this is the real purpose of this invasion of the black disaster.

Touching logic will undoubtedly reveal unpredictable abnormalities. This movement may be large or small, but it cannot avoid the eyes and ears of the transcendental people of all races.

Especially the two of them, their joint attack could faintly touch "logic", and they were very sensitive to changes in logic. For the sake of safety, Heiyuan chose to take action himself, introducing the barren leaves into the dark tomb, away from the zero-point time and space of reality, and from time to time using the ruthless man to divert the attention of the two, and even killing the ruthless man at a critical moment.

Invading the spiral arm area, planning the seven-color divine light, and capturing the gray and lonely land, all of these are just means of covering the original black light.

Using this as an excuse, the detached people of all ethnic groups were pulled into a confrontational state, so that they could not take into account the changes in the world.

Now it seems that the plan is very successful and perfect, and the sacrifice of the endless heavens in the hinterland is nothing at all.

"Lord Father God, Heiyuan has something to report."

"Huh? Is that the seven-color divine light?"

Yuanchu Heiguang had a keen mind, and as soon as his eyes moved, he could guess the worries of the detached people.

"My lord, I have had contact with the human race boy with the seven-color divine light. The deceitful death of the war, and the strange progress of the kid's strength undoubtedly shows the strange and powerful nature of the seven-color divine light."

Po Lun Kshadi bowed his hands slightly, he was the first witness after the reappearance of the seven-color divine light, UU reading www.uukanshu. At the same time, com also displayed the "real illusion". Because of Bai Donglin's immortality, he wanted to pull his self-consciousness into this place, and the original black light shot to destroy it completely.

Unfortunately, in the end, because of the intervention of the war, it failed.

When the seven-color divine light appeared again, it broke his plan in the gray and silent land, and also counterattacked the hinterland, causing them a lot of losses.

When it comes to attaching importance to the seven-color divine light, Po Lun Kshadi is probably the first.

"No problem." Yuan Chu Heiguang thought for a moment, then said solemnly: "It's just an ant. When he achieves detachment, I guess he has stabilized his realm, and when he exits, it will be the day of his annihilation! "

Since that battle, the original black light has been hiding here, and has not participated in the battle for the seven-color divine light, nor has he witnessed the strangeness of the seven-color divine light with his own eyes.

She is very confident.

This confidence comes from the cognition after having been exposed to "logic". Everything in the world, under logic, is nothing but a little, what is the seven-color divine light? Can you fight against logic?

At the beginning of the black light, the seven-color divine light and the human race Bai Donglin were not in her eyes at all. She only has one mind now, to pass this period of transformation in a stable and stable manner, and wait for him to leave the stage in a stable and logical position. At that time, all obstacles are nothing but illusory bubbles, which can be broken at a touch.

"I will obey!"

buzz-

The black fog stirred, and the figures of those who had escaped from the black disaster slowly dissipated under the blowing of the fog.

"These little brats, I hope you are honest, otherwise..."

At the beginning of the source, the black light flashed, and the tyranny and cruelty flashed away. No matter who it was, if it dared to affect her plan, even Heiyuan would have to die!

There is nothing at the end, the depths of the core are calm, and in the dark mist flowing faintly, only a pitch-black stone tablet stands.

Quiet, silent.