Chapter 599: The Real Starry Sky
The Black River is essentially a river, a river made up of the filthiest things in the plane. Originally, there was no possibility of giving birth to a real weapon, but an invisible breath of extinction gave it a chance to take shape, and it could withstand the birth of the world when it was destroyed. In the end, he survived and started the real road to promotion to a real weapon.
Becoming a real weapon is achieved step by step after the giant has achieved transcendence. The peak strength is the period of the demon emperor, and the black knife is a change after the promotion of the real weapon, just like Wang Sheng's transformation. If it turns into a river, that is the real body of the second stage, a strength that Heidao has never had the opportunity to display.
"Fulfill your wish, and serve you as master."
Hei Dao's spirituality conveyed a message, the picture flashed, and finally it was fixed on an invisible face, and a strong aura of hatred emanated from Hei Dao's body.
Demon Emperor!
Wang Sheng frowned. It seemed that the black knife still had a strong obsession with the demon emperor beheading his master. He not only doubted that the reason why the ancestor in black could use the other party was because he had made some promise.
Wang Sheng shook his head. He is not afraid of the Demon Emperor, and even wants to meet such a person. He can be awed by such a not weak and detached patriarch in black, but it doesn't mean that he will do anything for the sake of using the black knife. He is detached , will not be swayed by others, and will not make a promise that violates the heart because of an insignificant real weapon.
Sensing his mind, Heidao was silent for a while, and the river turned into a black knife again and slowly landed beside him.
"There is nothing wrong with revenge and revenge, but if you have the heart, you can take revenge yourself, right? As long as you are strong enough, no matter whether you are detached or not, the five patriarchs are important." Wang Sheng felt that he also It became weird, actually explaining this to a piece of true energy.
The black knife trembled slightly, as if it felt something, but in the end it still didn't move, it was folded by Wang Sheng and fell back into the Buddha space in the palm.
Wang Sheng meditated quietly, recalling the previous battle. Although the level of strength was at the same level, it ended very quickly. Wang Sheng put himself in a different position and found that if he faced a strong man whose strength was much beyond his own, he might not be able to do it. He is as good as the black-clothed ancestor, and even hurt him, putting his heart secret into a real crisis. Even though he didn't know his own details, he couldn't deny the power of the black-clothed ancestor.
Wang Sheng experienced the shortcomings of his cultivation time more than once, but this time he really realized the gap. Strength is indeed important, and everything else can be ignored to a certain extent. He is not able to face a strong man who is equal to his own strength.
Wang Sheng pondered. If he wanted to use his full strength, he obviously needed the evasion skills like the black-clothed ancestor. Transmission of all skills.
But this is impossible. Wang Sheng thought of a way to replace this skill. Practice makes perfect. Constantly familiarizing yourself with power is a way, but if you can’t find a suitable place, you can’t use your power. Thinking and trying to coordinate the strength of the whole body, just like ordinary people practicing martial arts, exerting one's ability is just a part of it, and it is also very important to exert one's own strength with the skills that have been honed over time.
Wang Sheng obviously lacks such methods, or supernatural powers.
Wang Sheng sat up and came up with some ideas, but it needs to be practiced, whether it is useful to him or not is still a question.
He thought about so many mythological ages in the world, plane skills, countless powerful figures, and countless kinds of skills created, which may not be of much use to those who set foot on promulgating transcendence, because they have gone to nothingness All magical powers are of no use to them.
But detachment is like returning to nature, and the supernatural powers of the lower classes are also useless, but the battle between detachment is fist to flesh, because of the cohesion and real characteristics of the real body, detachment and detachment are more like powerful warriors, except for one move Every movement affects the world, no difference from ordinary people.
It is always useful for Wang Sheng to think of mortals or mislead the legendary way of coordinating power, but the most complete place to collect these things is the main god space.
The night passed, and Wang Sheng lay quietly on the bed for a night. He hadn't tasted the taste of sleep for a long time, but he simply couldn't fall asleep. He had a hunch that it was not impossible for people of this level to sleep like ordinary people. , but be prepared that you will never wake up, because you must completely sleep your true soul, and you cannot wake up or be awakened by yourself.
This is also a way to improve strength, just to take a gamble on whether the true spirit can survive the endless indulgence and finally maintain the true self. After waking up, the strength will definitely improve. It is also the only transcendence so far that everyone can try Cultivation method, but no one dares to try it, because failure is a permanent indulgence, and the success rate of one in ten thousand is a high calculation. For the detachment that has no hope of promotion, it is a method.
Wang Sheng got up when the morning sun broke out and went outside the house, into the air, looked at the distant sky, and saw streaks of purple air shooting out, but the direction was towards the space on the earth, toward the world. The miniature earth infused into it.
The mighty purple qi is transformed into a torrent and continuously poured in. This is a scale that Wang Sheng has never seen before. If such a scale occurs every day, one can imagine the mystery inside the miniature earth. Even if it is only purple qi, it is just a secret Luck is also enough to change the direction of a plane. Wang Sheng squinted his eyes. If such a strange light was not detached, he might not be able to detect it. His eyes flickered, and he stepped out and disappeared in place.
Outside the space, Wang Sheng appeared, and the misty world inside was turbulent, without any enchantment or formation, Wang Sheng entered it without any hindrance.
It looks like a dense world on the outside, but inside it is a cosmic starry sky, vast and invisible. The miniature earth seen from the outside is a huge and unimaginably huge earth here, and it seems to have returned to normal all of a sudden.
Wang Sheng looked at all this, and all this was exactly the same as the universe and starry sky of Yuan Earth, without any change, it was like a replica, only the Milky Way that existed around the Earth had changed and disappeared as a whole, replaced by a huge Earth comparable to a galaxy Instead, around the earth, there are many stalwart bodies. Looking at it, they are demon gods who are indomitable. Their red eyes are like two sparks, staring at the earth greedily.
And there are countless demon gods staring at the earth all around, surrounding the earth tightly.