Chapter 1270: The Final Chapter: The Alien Wang Xuan

"It has been 235 years since the last time he broke through the level. It took an unprecedented time." Wang Xuan said to himself.

He stood in the depths of hell, looking at the dead cities.

All Wanderers are in a state of decay, their consciousness has been wiped out, and they have undergone a harsh mythological formatting, without exception.

"Every city lord, the old man came to visit, but no one came out to reminisce about the old days. It's sad and lamentable, and there is no place to talk about it." Wang Xuan walked on the land, passing many huge cities.

No matter how famous the name is, such as Tianzun, Dihuang, etc., they will say goodbye to the previous era forever, and the city lords everywhere will return to the state of rotting corpses.

In fact, almost all the city lords he knew were sent into the twilight wonderland. If the fish that slipped through the net saw him, and if they were still conscious, they probably would either run away or desperately.

"It's been a long time since I saw towering mountains and dense jungles," Wang Xuan said to himself, not to mention the setting sun on the long river, the ice field and snow scene, the mythical tide is separated from the real universe, and all the scenic spots are gone.

He looked at the lush forest and felt very cordial.

Wang Xuan took a deep breath, ready to survive the catastrophe in the depths of hell.

His parietal bone began to glow, which was extremely dazzling, covering the red sun of hell, illuminating the sky, and dyed the nearby giant city, as well as those majestic mountains and long rivers with a layer of sacred brilliance.

In his flesh and blood, dense dao patterns swim, like small dragons vying to be the first, thousands of dragons competing, swimming towards the source pool of imperial dao on his head.

His bones and viscera resonated even more, and the imperial dao runes all over the place jumped up like a kunpeng spreading its wings, and rushed towards the imperial dao source pool—the parietal bone.

With a bang, the parietal bone is full of rivers and rivers, and the massive textures that belong to him are like a heavenly book turning over a page.

Yuanshen Yudaohua, this is a symbolic manifestation of entering the field of aliens, this is a qualitative change!

Wang Xuan's spiritual realm expanded, interpreting the real past, the lights were dim, and the city was full of vientiane. He saw Zhao Qinghan, Qin Cheng, Zhou Kun, Su Chan, Kong Yi and a group of familiar classmates, as if it was still yesterday. The starting point of practice.

The fairyland is misty, surrounded by white clouds, accompanied by the bones of real immortals, etc., the curtain of the mother universe has gone dark.

The universe is born and died, and the worlds traverse. He was walking on the road alone, and everything in the past was clouded, and there was only one royal road ahead.

Wang Xuan's primordial spirit strode powerfully in this boundless spiritual realm, stepping through overlapping wonders, with a little more vicissitudes on his body, and the mark of the imperial way.

Boom!

Huge thunder fell from the sky, it was like piercing through the end of the entire hell, and completely wiped it out. Chaotic lightning accompanied by order runes, densely packed, penetrated the sky and the earth.

After Wang Xuan formally set foot in the realm of Yudao, various auspicious signs appeared, which was an auspicious omen for the manifestation of heaven and earth.

For example, the purple energy is vast and boundless, completely submerging the place where he crossed the catastrophe. There are various interpretations in ancient books about the Alien Tribulation, and this kind of spectacle is beyond words.

Wang Xuan opened his mouth and sucked it all in, and swallowed it all up. Since the creation substance came, don't even think about running away when it comes. This is asking him to accept it all.

It seems that the world has not recovered, all kinds of auspicious signs and auspicious omens, just appear, and then disappear? It's not that all of them are given to those who cross the robbery.

As a result, they all disappeared.

Then, the boundless red light, like a murderous aura overwhelming the sky, greeted Wang Xuan, and even turned into blood knives, arrow feathers, etc., and shot across the hell, boundless and fierce!

This is not a catastrophe, it's just that the supposed auspicious phase suddenly turned into a bad scene, as if punishing him.

Wang Xuan's 6 breaks in the whole domain were unleashed, and the light of the imperial way rose all over his body, first 9 layers, and then began to superimpose a more terrifying 6 layers, 15 layers of divine light for body protection, blocking all blood knives, dark red arrow feathers, etc. What kills? The Qi of cutting cannot invade.

In the end, he took the initiative to take the lead, condensed the blood light, and smelted the killing runes on his fists, feet, and body surface, becoming part of his own body protection and attacking light.

"Buzz..."

The void in hell was violently turbulent, the faint blood light, murderous aura, etc., began to collapse, and broke free quickly, wanting to escape and escape.

"Bring it to you!" Wang Xuan stared at the endless light and mist, stretched out his big hand, and grabbed the rolling red cloud.

In hell, the mechanism that was operating in the dark seemed to be a little absent-minded, and then another auspicious appearance that should have descended, the boundless sacred flower, slowly drifted down, unwillingly.

At the same time, a large black light, like a cover of bad luck, fell down in a vast expanse. Although it was a good omen, it was also accompanied by a vision of punishment for him.

Wang Xuan's brilliant halo of sacred flowers in the refining void, if they come, they will all be intercepted, and don't even think about flying away.

He tried those dark lights, they were really not good things, they heralded catastrophe, calamity, etc., very unlucky, refined in the light of the fist, blasting the opponent?

He thought about it, and let it go, the upper body of this kind of thing was consumed first by himself, and he punched it up, and it was broken and scattered.

6 breaks in the whole field, all the great realms he has penetrated have been painstakingly cultivated to the end. Now that he has set foot in the field of aliens, he has shown an extremely terrifying power.

In the process of crossing the catastrophe, Wang Xuan still has the energy to deal with these auspicious signs and bad luck.

Then, the sky was full of golden clouds, surging around him, and he seemed to stand in the center of the entire extraordinary universe, illuminating the holy light, even more dusty than gods and Buddhas, holy and shining in ten directions.

There is no need to doubt that after the appearance of a large number of vigorous and dazzling golden clouds, none of them could escape, and they were all absorbed by Wang Xuan.

These auspicious signs and wonders, etc., alone are great and will be praised by others, but he has 6 breaks in every major realm, and the auspicious omens that appear are obviously excessive.

In the depths of hell, Wang Xuan finally began to go through the catastrophe with peace of mind after changing the auspicious color and the fierce light many times.

Both Wang Xuan's parietal bone and Yuanshen were glowing, reflecting each other's brilliance. In the terrifying lightning, the two were tempered, and the imprint of Yudaoyuanchi appeared in the spirit and body at the same time.

He has stood firm at the alien level, and this imperialization is too deep, far surpassing others, those textures spread violently, covering the end of the spiritual realm, everywhere.

Wang Xuan felt that if he was only one or two small realms higher than him, he didn't need to hit him at all. He could grab it by the neck and explode directly.

The dense texture of the royal way flows and interweaves from his soul to the physical body, like a perfect closed loop, no longer only involving the body as in the past.

"This is decent. After all, Lu Po, Wei Luo, Qingniu and others, as well as high-level aliens, if I don't get promoted, how can I be their leader."

Wang Xuan pondered, when the accumulation of Taoism reached a certain level, he could also chat with their high-level alien bodies and get closer.

Certainly not now, those old monsters who came out of the Jedi after all, the top alien bodies are all preparing for re-sanctification.

Soon, his complexion changed, and he began to concentrate, because the alien's catastrophe was extremely terrifying, and to many people it was equivalent to death.

"It really looks like it's going to kill me."

In that day's catastrophe, he was actually performing the rules and spells, and the day's catastrophe turned into a sword wheel and fell down, looking like he wanted to fight him and wipe him out completely.

"Looking through the scriptures, from the age of the gods, to the dynasty of giant beasts, to the years when the saints ruled, I have learned a lot of lost secrets. Can you and I do not repeat the same attack?"

Wang Xuan said to himself, really want to try, whether the Heavenly Tribulation can reflect the wonderful methods of the scriptures.

He thought too much, this is just an old scene presented by the rules and mechanisms of the secret operation, it is impossible to explain all the meanings of the scriptures delicately.

"Huh?" His pupils constricted, and there are also small "natural disasters" in the alien crossing? In this situation, he only experienced it when he was 6 broken, like the vortex of the six avenues descending.

Fortunately, this is still a simplified version, and it does not involve the most essential issues. It is different from the natural disasters when the true saint crossed the catastrophe.

In the end, 15-color thunder appeared, which caused him great trouble. Wang Xuan, who was originally at ease, was blasted through, the blood of other people was splattered, and some bones were broken.

He originally thought that this time he could be more respectable and not get through in embarrassment, but now that he experienced the catastrophe of the Royal Dao realm for the first time, it was not that simple, and he was given a warning.

Bang Bang Bang...

This kind of bombardment seems to be endless, and in the end there are even stoves, pots, tripods, etc., accompanied by 15 colors of thunder and fire, trying to seal him inside and boil him to death.

Around him, the array map, hourglass, grass and vines, etc., the six primordial sacred objects were all broken, about to be tossed and shattered.

"It's so useless next time, just melt you all into one body." Wang Xuan dragged his tired body, gathered 6 strange objects by his side, and helped them resist the catastrophe.

Relatively speaking, that map is still more prominent, with fewer cracks, which makes Wang Xuan re-examine, this map may have originally been the product of a single 6-break.

In the end, he also had to work hard. When he opened his mouth, his mouth was filled with the light of catastrophe, his tired soul shook, and when he stood unsteadily, the spiritual field was full of 15-color sky thunder, which kept breaking, and his skull was about to be beaten wore.

Undoubtedly, there seems to be some cause and effect somewhere, usually he likes to lift other people's skulls, but today it's his own turn, the parietal bone was shot thirty thousand feet into the sky by the thunder.

If it wasn't for this being the hardest bone in his body, which together with the Primordial Spirit formed the Yudao Source Pool, it would definitely be shattered.

He grabbed it back and put it on his head. The scene was really unwatchable, his brains were about to be knocked out by the 15-color thunder.

Dragging his wounded body, Wang Xuan took shelter of 6 primordial sacred objects, and finally survived the catastrophe. His whole body was smoking, and 15 strange colors of light remained.

Even though he was coughing, there was still thunder in the leaves of his lungs. He grinned, and with a bang, the lightning overflowed from his mouth, pierced the sky, and landed in the endless distance, blasting away the giant mountain outside the area of ​​​​the Heavenly Tribulation. .

Wang Xuan soared into the air, and rubbed his scorched body surface vigorously. It was really rusty. This was not only the old skin, but also the broken bone scum that was squeezed out from the flesh and blood when he was reborn.

"Yu Dao Realm, alien, I finally set foot in this realm!" He laughed out loud, and then, the peeling skin on his face began to fall off.

This time, he didn't waste anything at all. The mist expanded to take over all kinds of "medicine dregs" on his body. From head to toe, he cleaned them up, sorted them, smashed them into powder, and put them into different jade gourds .

In addition, taking advantage of the remaining "dao rhyme medicine" from the time of crossing the catastrophe, he released some real blood at the first time and solemnly stored it. These can be handed over to Yu Dao Banner and given to those acquaintances, and try to see if there is any miraculous.

As for Lu Po, Xiong Wang, and Baimao Weiluo, they liked the charred "rare medicinal soil" early on. As the leading brother, Wang Xuan naturally would not be stingy.

Part of the figures that emerged in his mind were discussing secretly at this time, and they were all dignifiedly studying the current complicated situation.

"Should the Mythology Center stop here completely? If so, the Mythological Frozen Period will soon be ushered in." The giant beast Qingniu looked dignified.

It should be noted that there is No. 2 Myth Center trailing behind, and even more terrifying No. 3 Center chasing and killing them. If they are found, the consequences will be disastrous.

Yu Teng said: "I'm most afraid that after the new era of No. 2 Center, it will happen to become neighbors with our Mythology Center, and it will be lively."

Wei Luo said: "No matter how big the layout is, if No. 3 Mythology Center also becomes a neighbor, then the fun will be great, and we can fight!"