v2 Chapter 835： idol melting altar

This is the time and space in the palm of the **** statue, the weak concept and power cut off everything, and even information cannot be avoided.

An Sheng Zen Emperor was suppressed here, unable to escape, and could only bear the terrifying aura oppression, his robes were all torn apart, revealing a body full of vertical pupils, dense and strange.

The appearance of the Dark Words has been criticized all the time. They have a human body, but they only have the vertical pupil.

The body of Ansheng Zen Emperor was hunched, almost bent over, roaring in a low voice, his eyes turned back and forth, and he landed on the five huge pillars engraved with characters on the edge of time and space.

"Only the detached can fight the detached!"

"hey-hey!"

While speaking, a trace of doubt flashed in my heart. I thought that this time the exploration of the tomb of detachment would be the same as before. Although it was a little risky, it was still possible to retreat with the harvest in the end.

But for some unknown reason, many mysterious and powerful guys appeared this time, and together they activated a vortex channel and opened up the second layer of cemetery time and space that had never been heard of before.

"Fortune and misfortune depend on each other, and the opportunity under this crisis is closer to the transcendence..."

Pressing down the complicated thoughts, An Sheng Zen Emperor slowly opened his palm, the vertical pupil on it blinked, a faint light flashed, and then a gray-white slate appeared out of thin air.

The ordinary slate seems to be cut from the ground at will. The rough surface is printed with a footprint with clear texture. The strange thing is that this footprint has seven toes, and there is an inexplicable rhythm lingering on it.

Don't underestimate this thing, it is the treasure at the bottom of the hidden Zen Emperor's box, and it is an absolute killer.

Before the endless years, a transcendental person descended on the Dark Word Clan. When he parted, he left a pair of footprints where he stood.

God knows, in order to compete for this sacred relic, the terrifying price paid by the Ansheng Zen Emperor. Just planning and layout, it took several countless generations, and the heads of the living beings who died as a result can be piled up in a large world.

"Drink! Ha-"

An Sheng Zen Emperor clenched the slate tightly, half of his vertical pupils widened to the limit, bloodshot eyeballs almost burst out, splendid divine light emerged in his pupils, and then completely returned to gray silence. M..

"Praise! Lord Eternal Darkness, please allow me to use your power!"

"break!"

boom! blah-

On the gray-white slate held high by Emperor Ansheng Chan, wisps of golden light rose from the footprints, like ripples, rippling away in all directions.

It seems to be slow, but it spreads to the end of time and space in an instant, the pillar is cut off, the time and space are broken, and the concept is wiped out. The terrifying power was castrated unabated, slashing directly on the chest of the statue, the majestic body froze for a moment, and the huge Xingxuan eyes suddenly withered and shattered, swallowed by a smear of darkness.

"Hu, hu~ hehe, hahaha!"

Looking at the statue that had completely lost its ability to function, Emperor Zen laughed wildly, holding the slate in his hand, as if he felt that he had become the master of this tomb.

"Humph! Beyond the chance, no one wants to rob me!"

Looking at the concept source body that is close at hand and readily available, An Sheng Zen Emperor's heart surged with pride, carefully put away the slate, and then charged towards the red ball of light, striding up to the meteor.

呲!

The void shattered, and a figure walked out of it, directly ignoring the hurried Ansheng Zen Emperor, and wanted to enter the concept source body first.

"Presumptuous! Go—"

An Sheng Chan Emperor was furious, how could he let others pick the fruit of victory he finally won? The killing intent in his eyes was fierce, and he directly sacrificed the gray and white slate.

There is no simple person who can step into this place. Zangzhuo will only give others a chance. The best choice is to kill the opponent by means of thunder and shock the heroes.

"Oh? Are you okay?"

Bai Donglin's figure was stagnant, and he slowly turned around. When he saw the strange vertical pupils on Ansheng Chan Emperor Chiguo's body, a trace of dissatisfaction flashed in his eyes, and he glanced at the gray and white slate with interest.

"What's up?"

Such a contemptuous response made Emperor Chan's eyes hurt in anger. Bloody mouths full of white sharp teeth opened in the dense pupils, roaring and roaring, and his appearance became even more terrifying for a while.

These mouths are not phantoms, but real organs that grow deep in the pupils. It can only be said that the ethnic group of the Dark Words is indeed a bit strange.

"So ugly."

Bai Donglin looked serious and made the most objective evaluation.

Although it is said that heroes are not judged by success or failure, and strength and weakness are not judged by beauty and ugliness, there is no need for Bai Donglin to cover up his likes and dislikes. This is the privilege of the strong.

"The arrogant! Die!"

The vertical pupil of Emperor Ansheng's body closed a part again, the slate in his hand trembled slightly, and a ripple of golden light shot towards Bai Donglin.

clang!

The golden light collided with the force of the eddy current lingering on the surface of the body, making a crisp clashing sound, and then directly shattered into little bits of light, dissipating and disappearing.

The trump card of Emperor Zen was born in the dark, and with a single blow, even Bai Donglin's defense could not be broken.

"What!? This, this is impossible..."

Under the terrified mind of Ansheng Zen Emperor, he stepped back again and again, his eyes turned back and forth between Shiban and Bai Donglin, unable to believe what he saw.

"The frog at the bottom of the well, pick up a piece of junk and think you are invincible?"

"If you attack me, I will return the blow to you. Whether you can survive depends on your own destiny."

After all, with a flick of the finger, a trace of eddy power condensed into a sword shadow, ripped apart time and space, and instantly smashed above the information source point of the Ansheng Zen Emperor.

"Do not-"

Click!

The gray-white slate and the source of information were shattered almost at the same time. Bai Donglin shook his head, turned and stepped into the source of the concept.

It's not that Ansheng Zen Emperor is weak, it's just that he is not a human race, otherwise, he would definitely be able to survive this blow.

Bai Donglin was calm. He admitted that he was a racist and a populist.

The "race" here is not only a shallow skin, but a completely different life form, and the life form between the two is not a concept at all.

It's like the difference between carbon-based life and silicon-based life.

Non-my family, its heart must be different.

At the time of the only real world, through his attitude towards aliens, it can be seen one or two that if aliens didn't provoke him, they would not deliberately trouble them, but if they didn't make fun of themselves, they could only die.

Buzz!

As Bai Donglin stepped into the conceptual source body, his light film flickered and instantly solidified, preventing the possibility of a second creature entering, as if sperm and eggs met.

Bai Donglin's realm is extremely high. With the help of the power of eddy current, he already has a deep understanding of the concept. In just a short moment, he absorbs and digests the essence of the concept that exists in the concept source body.

Immediately, the usual unparalleled scene reappeared, and the idol turned into a crimson liquid, fused with the dripping concept source body, through the light beam channel, across time and space, appeared in the center of the cemetery, and condensed into a huge slab.

The Ansheng Zen Emperor was indeed a bit unlucky, too weak, and was trapped in the palm of his hand for too long.

There are many statues here, and there are many on the other side. Each existence can be divided into many concept sources. It can be said that it is completely sufficient, and there is no need to fight for it.

Until Bai Donglin shot, with the help of immortality and immortality, he cut off many clones in his thoughts. The powerful and special self-consciousness can easily control the avatars and act at the same time, coupled with the attitude of the idol to greet the master, it is almost impossible to give the concept source body with both hands.

In an instant, except for the concept source body that had already entered the other side, everything else was taken over by Bai Donglin.

"Huh? What's going on?"

After Sanqing digested the second concept source body, he walked out leisurely. He wanted to solve a **** statue not far away, but found that the concept source body had blocked the light film.

I just thought it was bad luck, and I didn't care, I looked elsewhere, but it was the same for tens of thousands of concept sources, and I also met many people who were looking for no main source like him. On the other side, finally realized that something was wrong.

"Wacky! Weird!"

Sanqing's brows were furrowed, and his eyes lingering with purple light scanned the world over and over again, trying to find the source of the mutation.

Bai Donglin's deity embraced Xiao Baiyuan, still standing there, never moved a single step since he arrived here.

"Father! What kind of magical power do you have?"

"Hehe, magical powers you can't learn. UU reading "

Bai Donglin's eyes were dark, and there were endless runes flickering in the depths of his pupils. Everything he saw and heard in the clone was as if he was there in person.

These clones have 99% of his power, including the power of vortex, which is really against the sky. Until now, he has not figured out the upper limit of immortality and immortality, and the seven-color divine light.

He now contains endless heavens in his body, what a huge amount of matter, but he still operates as usual without death and immortality. Since he has cut 90% of his existence, he can recover with full blood in an instant.

Where did the material that was cut off and recovered out of thin air come from? Just how powerful the seven-color divine light is, it can actually make "immortal and indestructible" ignore the laws and logic.

Soon, Bai Donglin whispered in his heart, he will soon be able to unveil the mysterious veil that shrouded the seven-color divine light, and penetrate everything.

Boom!

Boom! dong dong—

When many other existences were searching like crazy, the chance for the source body of the concept had ended quietly.

After Bai Donglin's perception was completed, all the statues turned into dazzling liquids of different colors at the same time, following the beam of light, all gathered in the space-time center of the tomb.

Seeing this scene, the people on the other side who had just tasted the sweetness were dumbfounded.

Innumerable bricks with a length of tens of thousands of light-years on each side were stacked layer by layer, and in an instant, a four-sided altar with a wide bottom and a narrow top was constructed.

The giant bricks with different materials and flashing different divine lights are covered with bizarre conceptual patterns.

The endless splendid brilliance is extremely dazzling, and the entire time and space turns into an ocean of light under its reflection, and the streamers converge and flow, condensing on the altar.

Gradually, a slowly rotating boundless vortex jumped into the present time and space.

"The secret of the master of the source point, is it just behind this vortex?"