Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races: I Have a Billion Times Crit System

Chapter 655 Abyss Projection

Chen Xuan flew upward along the black hole for a long time.

But no matter how hard he flies, he is still a certain distance away from the black hole.

The black hole that seems not far away is like the moon in the water, and can never touch the real target.

He simply stopped.

When I calm down and look at the black hole again, it is suddenly very different from before.

I saw an extremely rich and mysterious energy that seemed to be growing from the boundless wilderness beneath my feet, floating up to the sky, and rising from the huge black hole...

And at the edge of the black hole, there seemed to be a dense number of figures clinging to the black hole wall, climbing up.

Chen Xuan abandoned his distracting thoughts and seemed to be able to hear the roaring and howling sounds of strange things...

His eyes shot open.

"I understand, this is not a black hole... This is clearly the inside of the abyss of Zhenwuyu Suppressing Evil Palace."

"No, it's not real, but a projection-like existence..."

"No wonder I can't fly up no matter how hard I touch it... This is because of the projection mechanism."

Thinking of this, Chen Xuan landed and began to explore vertically.

This world seems to be boundless. The mountains, rivers, lakes, seas, forests, and wilderness are all shrouded in dense mist. The mist is hundreds of miles high...

Therefore, Chen Xuan couldn't see clearly what was on the ground.

He had no choice but to fall to the ground, and saw all kinds of strange things around him... There were strange monsters, strange beasts, strange warriors, and strange shadows, all of which he had seen before. But these are not entities, they are still phantoms.

"I can see these phantoms, but these phantoms don't seem to be able to see me, and they won't attack me... Are they considered abyss difficulty monsters?"

Chen Xuan found that the density of the strange objects here was too great... But if you think about it, the strange fog that is hundreds of miles high can provide so much energy to the strange objects in the abyss. It is understandable that the strange objects are dense.

After walking on the ground for a long time, in order to get better eyesight, Chen Xuan flew into the sky again.

Looking around, he found that the boundless fog was not uniform... On some tall mountains, rivers, lakes or wastelands, the fog was thicker and billowing like a tide, accumulating the fog in this area. Hundreds or even thousands of miles high...

"This kind of place? Could it be a monster city-state or a monster tribe?"

Thinking like this, Chen Xuan landed into a strange mist that was a thousand meters high... The rich strange aura made the place almost pitch black, and the vision was too poor.

Chen Xuan thought for a moment, took out the Zhenyuan Sword, and swung it hard.

A huge sword light thousands of miles long, with tens of thousands of times the power of fire, instantly split the strange fog in front of him. In the huge area hit by the sword light, the strange fog instantly evaporated and became thinner. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Chen Xuan looked around Look.

"hiss..."

The boundless mist surged in crazily, filling the gap opened by the sword light.

Just this glance made Chen Xuan shocked.

He saw a huge open-air altar. Above the altar, the boundless evil energy seemed to form a tornado, violently pouring into a King of Devils sitting on the altar. The figure of the King of Devils climbed rapidly, and his aura continued to grow.

In order to prove his guess, Chen Xuan waited for a moment and struck out with his sword again.

With this sword strike, he saw the Conspiracy King again...

No, he is no longer the King of Tricks. His aura is several times more powerful than the King of Tricks, but he is still not close to the King of Tricks... But this also proves Chen Xuan's guess.

The Creepy King on the altar is using the Creepy Qi to transform into the Creepy King...

"horrible."

You must know that the Cunning Emperor's cultivation level is higher than that of the Palace Master, but he is just no match for the Immortal King.

But if the Abyss can mass-produce Strange Emperors... Zhenwu Realm really cannot escape this disaster.

The Thunderous Emperor who was killed by Chen Xuan last time once said that there are many Emperors in the abyss... The five palace masters were shocked by this.

If this place is really a projection of the abyss, then the real abyss must also be producing Weihuang in batches... This is something that the masters of the five major halls do not know.

It would be even more shocking if they discovered this.

"Let me see, how many such altars are there?"

Chen Xuan flew high into the sky, opened his agility field, and flew quickly into the distance... In the boundless mist beneath his feet, there were such strange tornadoes that were thousands of miles high, and they appeared every other distance, and they seemed to be evenly distributed.

"Yes, the foundation of the growth of the mist is the mist. In order to make reasonable use of the mist, it must be dispersed."

"But so many altars..."

Chen Xuan drew his sword to explore the way in a huge tornado of strange energy. Sure enough, there was also an altar here, and on top of the altar was a strange king.

"So, every treacherous tornado is a treacherous emperor-making machine?"

The more he explored, the more frightened Chen Xuan became...

Along the way, he saw dozens of strange tornadoes, but the boundless fog had not yet been explored.

"So many Altars of the Strange Emperor? Once the mass production is completed, the Evil Emperor launches a large-scale attack, and even Zhenwu Immortal King cannot stop it..."

"The Zhenwu Domain is over... the Guixu is over." Chen Xuan couldn't help but feel discouraged.

At this moment, he suddenly saw a palace thousands of miles high standing in the mist ahead.

This hall has a radius of tens of thousands of miles, and is entirely composed of strange energy. It is very abrupt in this world.

In the main hall, the strange atmosphere was as thick as ink.

"Here comes the sword!"

With the Zhenyuan Sword in hand, Chen Xuan used all his strength to strike with the sword.

The main hall was divided into two, and the scene in the hall shocked Chen Xuan.

The Zhenyuan Sword in his hand hung weakly, and Chen Xuan's eyes were extremely dark.

At this moment, the strange fog gathered again, and the main hall was intact as before, but at that glance, Chen Xuan saw something...

In the main hall, hundreds of Wei Emperors were kneeling neatly.

A tall dark throne stands on the highest platform. A figure shrouded in black robes sits on the throne, glaring at the hundreds of strange emperors below...

Chen Xuan seemed to feel that when he opened the hall, this figure seemed to glance at him.

"Who is he? Why are hundreds of Emperors loyal to him?"

"Could it be that he is the Lord of the Abyss? But I have never heard of a Lord in the Abyss... Could it be that he was also transformed from that altar?"

"You can actually sense me in the projected world... This person is so strong."

Chen's mind was full of doubts.

At this moment, the endless strange mist suddenly stirred up with overwhelming force. The figure on the throne stretched out his arm towards the exit of the black hole. In the endless abyss, whether it was the strange emperor in the hall or all kinds of strange things everywhere, The fog all emits a strong killing intent.

Endless killing intent rages.

"If they attack, not to mention the Zhenwu Domain, the entire Kunxu Land will not leave a single person alive... They are too strong, no one can stop them, not even the Immortal King can stop them, even me with the golden finger , and there is nothing we can do.”

Thinking of this, a deep feeling of sadness and despair came into my heart.

"Give up..." A hoarse voice that seemed to penetrate the mind sounded in his ears.

"Give up..." the voice repeated.

"Put down your sword."

Hearing this, Chen Xuan dropped the Zhenyuan Sword.

"Let go of your courage and obsession..."

Chen Xuan dispersed all his energy.

"If you can't beat it, then join, be a smart person, relax, embrace the weirdness, embrace the future..."

The voice said softly.

Chen Xuan felt that the strange mist that was originally a projection seemed to come alive, and it penetrated into his body.

This weirdness that used to be disgusting suddenly felt very comfortable.

"I seem to have sunk... Hey, actually, it's not bad to be a treacherous warrior. You can do whatever you want regardless of human ethics, kill as much as you want, torture as much as you want..." Chen Xuan thought suddenly.

"What kind of ethics do you want? What kind of morality do you want?...Everyone I hate should die, and I can get everything I want..." Chen Xuan, the negative factor, suddenly appeared and said.

Once the door of the heart is opened, the burden is let go, and a large amount of strange energy continuously enters the body.

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