Chapter 1279 Final Chapter Arriving at the Terminal

The universe is dying, the galaxy is collapsing, like dusty broken tiles, and many grand wonders are gradually decaying as seen along the way.

There is also a nascent universe that is being interpreted, and those who have broken through to the top can have a glimpse in the magnificence. On some planets, the spaceship rushed out of the mainland and sailed to the distant starry sky.

But these are just fleeting flashes of light that quickly fade away. The Great Migration of Myths, on the road again, crosses one major universe after another, and no one knows its end.

"The No. 2 center is not very far away, and I can vaguely sense that this is really going to follow and become our neighbor?"

"Unprecedented, this extraordinary change has twists and turns, and the past cannot be used as a reference."

The true saints are whispering, even they have no idea, past experience is useless.

Wang Xuan stayed next to the guard, thinking about recent events, what was the origin of the giant and the puppet, and why were they suppressed under the extraordinary source?

At least the existence of six broken in two big realms, unexpectedly reduced to this stage, one's head was blown off, locked in a place of extremely dark shadows, and the other was bound by red silk thread, a veritable marionette.

These things cannot be traced back, and there is no answer if you go deep into them. They belong to the past that has passed away. Now even the old monsters from the age of the gods who lived the longest are still puzzled.

"There is no so-called opposing camp, and it has never been involved in the war of genocide. Although the supernatural center is changing, and the supreme ruler has changed batch after batch, but no one is so short-sighted. Bloodbathed the source of the myth. What kind of conflict were the two suppressed monsters?"

A small group of supreme beings, the true sages who have broken through the top five, are also discussing and researching this matter, searching through historical ancient books, consulting all the documents in memory, and reviewing various legends, etc., but there are no relevant clues.

"Is it caused by the war between several sources of mythology? It doesn't look like it. In the end, what we want is nothing more than fusion and unification. I hope to create a soil that can be born. What's the use of locking them?"

"Is it related to the real battle? Some ancient gods are not so much involved in it as they are close to the fringe area. It is mysterious and mysterious, and it does not involve the confrontation with the extinction of civilization and race."

Generally speaking, looking through the past and present, there is no so-called invasion of the big camp. Everything is for the continuation and breakthrough of the extraordinary. There have been fierce conflicts, but it has not reached the point where the six breakers despaired and led to the overall destruction of the source of mythology.

Even the No. 2 source of mythology that was hunted down, their 6 breakers, and the supreme beings may be killed, but the overall civilization, hundreds of millions of extraordinary people, and various orthodoxy should all be preserved.

This was said by Yun Ling, the source of the No. 2 myth, and reminded Shou and Ge that once the No. 1 center is caught up, the supreme being will be destroyed. Therefore, the No. 1 and No. 2 myth sources must join hands and cannot be separated.

Wang Xuan asked Shou for advice, and said: "In history, there is no clue to show that there was a super mysterious force that descended from the sky, and with the momentum of Mount Tai, it penetrated the source of the myth. Is it related to the continuation of civilization and the birth and death of various races?"

"No." Shou shook his head.

If you have to take it seriously, then the gods, behemoths, saints, and the supreme beings that have just arrived are already considered subversives. After all, becoming a new ruler has changed the era.

It is completely different from Wang Xuan's imagination that he did not experience the suffering of the destruction of all the clans and the tragedy of the source of the myth being penetrated.

Wang Xuandao: "In other words, from ancient times to today, throughout the ages, there have been no enemies of life and death in the sky and on the earth who wanted to destroy the source of the myth. In a word, it can be simply said to be invincible."

But the more this happened, the more disturbing it was. How could people not think about that giant and the puppet as evidence of his existence?

Now no one can communicate with them. Shou Zeng sent a voice transmission to the giant in secret, but his consciousness fluctuated like a mud cow into the sea and disappeared without any response.

"I have a hunch that if the tide of mythology stops this time, it may really not go away, and it may fall into a rather long period of mythological ice. After the real umbrella of eternal silence falls, it will take hundreds of millions of years before the new era will officially come and begin." Shou said.

He reminded everyone to be prepared, and warned that when the umbrella of eternal silence was covered, no one should mess around under the eternal night.

Because, when all extraordinary people fall into a long sleep, the true saint can move and wake up, and of course he will need to sleep for a long time in the end.

Everyone nodded.

The change of the extraordinary center is quite scary to say the least. Each new era ranges from thousands of years to nearly 150,000 years in records, and the "frozen period" between the old and new eras is too long. If you study it deeply, it will make the true saint feel horrified. During this period, the civilizations of mortals do not know how many times they have risen and fallen.

Wang Xuan is very clear that he is too eye-catching at the moment, so just lie dormant honestly, he can no longer act out of line.

At present, he is very safe by Shou's side. He sits cross-legged on the chaotic cliff, which was cut off from the 36th heaven before the Great Migration of Mythology.

When all the supernatural beings in the center of the myth were no longer restless, calmed down, and got used to this journey with no end in sight, mist rose around Wang Xuan.

Not long ago, he gained a lot, equivalent to two "Thousand Years of Penance". He has reached the late stage of the Second Heaven of Aliens, and after a while, he thinks that he can enter the Third Heaven of Aliens smoothly.

The source of No. 2 myth is quite extraordinary. Such a complementarity was unimaginable in the past. In fact, others have also gained a lot.

"This is already the case for one source of mythology. If several sources of mythology appear at the same time..." Wang Xuan's eyes brightened. In such a situation, it is not just a matter of his Dao Guild being greatly improved, but the soil for the real smooth birth of the 6 Breakers has arrived.

Afterwards, he got up and walked towards the deepest part of the mist, the source of the light, as well as the lakes, boats, tea and scriptures outside, etc. His eyes had been burning for a long time.

Now that he has broken through the level, and his Taoism has reached a higher level, can he touch the truth there?

On the shore of the lake flowing with light and mist, Wang Xuan's imperial runes covered his body were about to burn, and the soles of his feet touched the side of the boat.

The last time he was only a hair's length away, but now that his realm has improved, he is still barely able to touch it, which makes him feel that it is out of the question.

With a whoosh, he exerted a little force on the soles of his feet, and the small boat was kicked away by him, disappearing into the thick fog deep in the lake like a stream of light.

He was so tired, he tried his best, and accidentally kicked the target away? This is a duck that was cooked and received, and it suddenly disappeared!

"Can you stop being so foolish?!" He panted, looking eagerly.

The thick fog dissipated automatically and faded away from him. He stood in the void, and then landed on the grand chaotic cliff. This time he passively returned to the real world.

Shou was not at home, and went to the dojo opposite Ge to be a guest, but the supreme magic circle was open, and there was a royal flag sitting at the gate, everything was peaceful and very safe.

After Wang Xuan rested, he opened all 6 of the domains again. What made him feel relieved was that in the mist, the small boat in the distance reappeared, floating on the edge of the crystal lake.

He took a deep breath and went to board the boat again.

All kinds of supernatural powers, spells, etc. are useless, and the boat can't be pulled, only the real boat can do it. He tried it cautiously, and the sole of his foot barely touched again, and then the boat... disappeared with a whoosh again, and he worked hard again in vain.

For the third time, Wang Xuan went straight to touch the edge of the boat with his fingers, but it was useless to let him use all his powers, as he couldn't restrain the boat.

As long as he exerts his strength, he will push the mysterious boat away just like ordinary people.

Wang Xuan was very angry, last time he was only a hair's length away, but this time he touched it, but he still couldn't board the ship.

Apparently, if you push the boat with a little effort, it will run away. As long as you grab it, you will definitely be able to pull it over and land on it completely.

After kicking and pushing the boat away several times, Wang Xuan was helpless, and every time he was actually only a little short of success.

"Could it be that we have to wait a few more years to enter the third heaven of aliens before we can board the ship?" Wang Xuan was furious and itchy, and wanted to stand up and see what would happen.

Where can the mysterious boat take him?

"What's the matter, you are a foreigner, but you are sweating profusely, your face is pale, and there is a trace of blood on your cheeks. This is because your origin is damaged and your kidney qi is insufficient."

After Wang Xuan found Yudao Qi, the problem of Qi Qi's bad mouth was still the same, and there was nothing good to say.

"Hurry up, do me a favor, go on a boat with me to travel far away, the frontier of the universe, the land of reality, ancient, modern and future, everything is possible."

However, it was useless for Wang Xuan to invite foreign aid. Yudaoqi's true sage level ability, when facing Xiaozhou, seemed to be separated by a layer of mysterious world, inaccessible.

Even if Wang Xuan personally led him into the mist, it was useless, he could only see a vague shadow.

In the end, Wang Xuan exhausted all his means, all his magical powers were useless, and all kinds of secret treasures were also useless. When the six primordial sacred objects touched the side of the boat, they were all blurred.

This startled him, and he quickly took it back, but fortunately it was not damaged. The killing pattern he wears has also been tested, as if he is traveling through the mirror, dreaming like a bubble, unable to get close to the boat.

He dug out all kinds of strange things, even the old testament carrier of the mother universe, the sloppy book of time, he took out from the back of the life soil.

"Ah, solid, la...Made!" The Book of Years yelled subconsciously, until finally it swears out a complete word, it is in a state of confusion and assimilation, cursing belongs to the last stubbornness.

It is also useless, but after inspection and examination, Wang Xuan thinks that when his practice is advanced enough, he may be able to recover the Book of Time.

As for now, I don't want to listen to it's thoughts at all, and I was thrown into the world behind the life soil by him again, so continue to go to jail!

He pulled out the 15-color strange bamboo, but it is a pity that a single 6-broken strange thing is still useless. If it is touched a little, it will become hazy like a bubble, and then fall out of the mist.

"Paper for Containing Dao?" Wang Xuan picked up the withered, yellowed and worn paper that carried the scriptures. He had tried this thing before, and it was not as strong and immortal as he imagined, but after being rotted by the impact, it can gradually recover.

"I touched it, wait a moment!" When he casually threw the knife out, the withered yellow paper successfully passed through the light mist, flew to the coffee table on the small boat, and landed on the scroll of scriptures. It seemed that there was an air current passing by, causing the curling white mist accompanied by the fragrance of tea to change its trajectory.

Wang Xuan was dumbfounded, no matter whether he stretched out his hand or urged the secret method, he couldn't reach the withered yellow paper and lost contact.

He stretched his body, exerted his strength again, and the boat disappeared.

"You're mentally ill!" He was so angry that he was abducted by the small boat that could slip into the mist with the torn paper all over his body.

Wang Xuan carried it here, until he was exhausted more than a dozen times, he sighed helplessly, looking at the carrier paper of the scriptures sandwiched between the scriptures on the small boat coffee table, it was really a steal.

He withdrew and made up his mind to break through to the third heaven of aliens as soon as possible, otherwise it would be really scratching his head.

Wang Xuan began to retreat, and the two "Thousand Years of Penance" made him very close to the third heaven of aliens, and another ten or twenty years would be enough.

Twelve years after the Great Migration of Myths set sail again, there was a violent vibration, and the Transcendence Center began to slow down, and then gradually stopped.

It seems to have come to the terminal!

Wang Xuan opened his eyes, this time the feeling was different, the whole Mythos Tide seemed to be cooling down, and there was a slight chill.

"The Mythic Frozen Period is here, and the time of eternal silence is coming?!" He stood up abruptly.