Chapter 1287 Final Chapter Turning a Page in the First Era

That is the "smell" of strong radiation, which is exclusive to a certain place, and can mutate the extraordinary, and it is similar to the aura of the 6th to the strongest Ge.

"Creatures from the other side." Wang Xuan said to himself, that area is rather special, in this era, are there still people coming and being active?

Not only the 6-break to the strong Ge, there are many true saints in the source of the No. 1 myth, all from the other side, all with the remaining aftertaste of radiation.

Wang Xuan used to be by Shou's side, so he naturally had the opportunity to get close and understand.

His primordial spirit emitted ripples that could easily distort time and space. The four battleships hundreds of miles long seemed to be broken by an invisible big hand.

He left alive, and a large group of people were drawn over by the invisible spiritual field. Among them, ordinary people and extraordinary people became captives.

"It's not easy. In this day and age, there are still people who maintain the mythical attributes. It seems that I underestimated the old center." Wang Xuan looked at them.

Without waiting for these people to approach, the direction of his eyes made everyone's minds blank, and there was no secret to him, and everything was instantly understood.

Among them are former true immortals and celestial beings, but they have all degenerated more severely, and now they can still display some supernatural powers and spells.

There are many ordinary people among them. Of course, the so-called ordinary means that they have no mythical attributes, but their experience is not simple. There is a lot of blood on their hands, and they come from a notorious blood skeleton organization.

What kind of assassins, interstellar pirates, mercenaries, they all work part-time, but they are currently recruited by people from the other side, and they will all be killed on the spot, guaranteed to be correct.

Before these people came to his side, Wang Xuan's spiritual field shook slightly, and a large group of densely packed people exploded and dissipated, leaving nothing behind.

Almost at the same time, his primordial spirit shone, projecting a hazy figure with mist across many planets, and came to the depths of this starry sky.

There is a flagship here, and a "big fish" from the other side sits in it. After the arrival of Eternal Silence, it still maintains a super-peerless power.

Wang Xuan watched the memories of those people just now, and naturally understood everything in an instant, and knew that there was a person who was very valuable to him in the deep space.

"How is it possible?!" Fu Hai was shocked, unbelievable. He saw someone projecting a face filled with starry sky from an infinite distance, resolute, indifferent, and the sense of oppression was so strong that he and the battleship were as small as dust.

Of course, the misty figure was originally invisible to others, but Wang Xuan pointed at his mind and showed his true face, so he could see it.

What age is this? After the myth has decayed, how come there are still such monsters lingering? This is a stranger! Fu Hai felt palpitations and chills. Even though he temporarily kept his super peerless cultivation base, he still trembled all over his body. With a plop when he was suppressed, he knelt down and smashed the battleship, and came to the starry sky.

Without a sound, his flagship and frigate disintegrated, turning into cosmic dust.

"I see. I underestimated the efficacy of certain strange things." The moment Wang Xuan saw Fu Hai, the phantom of the primordial spirit cast over him completely suppressed him and looked through his memory.

17 years ago, the last aftertaste of the myth dissipated, and at that time, people who took all kinds of strange things and powerful medicines could delay the effects of decay.

Wang Xuan still remembered that when he participated in the Longevity Fruit Festival in Tianwaitian in the past, he tasted Shenzhi, Suiyueguo, etc. It is said that if they are preserved until the end of Chaofan, they can prolong the life of people for two or three hundred years.

"Don't kill me." Fu Hai trembled. When facing this strange person, even if he was the top-level super peerless person, he had no strength to fight back.

Because, at the level of high-level aliens, if you raise your hand at will, you can grab a piece of starry sky, and in this decadent age, there is a high probability that you can survive forever.

"A frustrated lunatic?" Wang Xuan saw his past. He set off from the other side more than two hundred years ago. To be precise, there was a newly opened shortcut and a group of people were teleported over there.

However, unfortunately, at that time, the myths migrated, and they were in the deep space of the universe in the distance, watching the supernatural source transfer away, and they couldn't catch up.

A group of people's eyes were tearing apart, and they were going crazy. They put all their eggs in one basket and spent all their wealth to take that path, but in the end they ushered in this "famous scene".

In particular, the shortcut behind him was closed and completely disappeared.

Fu Hai was going to become a stranger in the first place, and he would break through the level within 300 years. However, he was trapped here, and the general environment was getting worse day by day, and the myth was rapidly declining and dying.

So, he went crazy, and became more and more extreme after he came to the old center, because he could not see hope, and after he was sure that the strong would travel far, he became unscrupulous.

Since more than a hundred years ago, he has been hunting extraordinary people for fun, and has also carried out interstellar plundering, etc., and the ordinary pirates under his command have changed several batches.

All in all, he is trapped here, with no hope in sight, destined to decay, and one day he will die of old age. He has completely become a dangerous lunatic, looking for all kinds of stimulation, and is extremely vicious.

"I thought you were organized and doing something in a planned way. It turns out that you are just a lunatic, and you don't even have the coordinates of the other side. What use are you for?"

The eyes of Wang Xuan's huge face projected here turned cold, and Fu Hai's body exploded one after another.

"Well, there are still some seals in Yuanshen?" Surprised, Wang Xuan cracked it directly, and then, he learned that Fu Hai had a different master.

Back then, it was this strange person who led the team, otherwise Fu Hai would not be qualified to take that shortcut. That other person is more cautious and wants to erase the traces of his existence in the old center. Even after the arrival of the umbrella of eternal silence, this kind of person has a certain chance to fall asleep and survive.

"No wonder you dare to be crazy and unscrupulous, and there is an old guy who wipes your ass for you." Wang Xuan killed him.

In an instant, the huge figure in the mist disappeared from the starry sky.

Wang Xuan's real body was here, thick fog flowed, and he went away in an instant, heading directly towards that strange person, and came to a mythical planet.

That day, people felt a slight earthquake, but it was actually a slight tremor in the void. Wang Xuan forcefully carried this alien into the sea of ​​stars.

The middle-aged man Zhuo Han said: "Fellow Daoist, we are both different people. It is not easy for us to cultivate to this stage, especially at this age. Why do we need to start killing again, we are all fighting for salvation."

Wang Xuan nodded, and said: "That's the truth, but if you let the disciple ignore me, I will kill him, and I don't feel relieved if I don't come to see you."

At the level of aliens, the sense of spirit is naturally extremely keen. Zhuo Han realized that this matter could not be resolved, so he took the lead in attacking the situation, and the strength of the 5th heaven of aliens was beyond doubt.

However, his spell landed on the opponent and slid away automatically. The young man was like the legendary invulnerable body.

"You're only two heavens higher than me, you can't do it." Wang Xuan reached out and grabbed the bright fist that was blasted by the opponent at a high speed. The terrifying blow that could have blown up this sea of ​​stars was instantly dimmed.

Zhuo Han's fist was covered, the imperial rune was extinguished, and then burst into pieces with the blood light, then his arm exploded, and then half of his body disintegrated.

What kind of monster did he encounter?

"It turns out that you still have some disciples, who are not very good. Like Fu Hai, they give up on themselves, carnival in the last days, and anesthetize themselves. However, you did not disappoint me after all." Wang Xuan got the coordinates of the other side from Zhuo Han.

The place on the other side is very mysterious, surrounded by darkness and eternal silence all year round, but it has strong radiation. In the past, there were old god masters and old beast emperors who ran there to receive strong radiation after they had nowhere to go, hoping to mutate themselves.

Regardless of whether to go or not, this is extremely valuable information for Wang Xuan.

Ordinary aliens naturally cannot penetrate the unimaginable eternal silence area, which is as dark as ever, and the size is beyond the imagination of extraordinary people, but Wang Xuan feels that he may be able to cross it.

On the same day, the other disciples of Yiren Zhuo Han were also wiped out.

"Hey, when I was in the old land of the mother universe, I couldn't even bear to kill those who attacked me. I just wanted to be sent to prison. Now I raise my hand to kill super peers and aliens without even frowning. Have I become cold-blooded?"

Wang Xuan shook his head. After entering the extraordinary world for more than 1,500 years, everything has changed, and he can never go back to the past.

Next, he officially began to collect the immortal heritage left over from the entire era of the Extraordinary Central World. Many textures appeared on the withered yellow paper, and occasionally even scriptures directly shone.

Wang Xuan found that the paper is really miraculous, even if it stands still on the ground, it will actively condense the Dao pattern and absorb the true charm left by the old era.

He cooperates with the Daoist paper to take the initiative to attack. Wherever it flies, he will follow up. If necessary, he will use the fog to isolate and imprison it, because the paper almost escaped several times.

Soon, he entered its "dark side" from a mythical planet, away from the real world. This is the fairyland, but it has long been extinguished, dark, cold, and empty, like a ghost land.

The Daoist paper is like a fish in water here, especially as it goes deeper, it is illuminated by a cluster of firelight, and then the virtual image of a large number of scriptures is a firefly flying over, covering the sky and submerging the paper.

Wang Xuan sat down cross-legged, guarded by the fog to prevent it from suddenly breaking through the air and going away. Looking at the more and more vigorous fire, he thought deeply for a while.

The withered yellow paper is immortal. In the flames of the massive scriptures, it refines the essence, absorbs the rhyme of the Tao, and presents various mysterious symbols, which has a sense of unity and simplicity.

"Immortal and immortal through many epochs, every epoch turns a page, and only one page embodies the essence of an entire extraordinary cosmic civilization. When did you originate and where did you come from?"

In the flames of the avenue, Wang Xuan's expression flickered as he stared at the Containing Dao Paper. He stretched his 6-point perception in the whole field to the limit, exploring and tracing the past of this page.

It's a pity that the fog is thick, isolated from the ancient times, and inaccessible.

"How come the more you observe, the less it looks like the real thing?" He stared at the floating paper in the firelight.

Afterwards, he took out the flower of vision behind the life soil, this time it was not realized, but actually pulled up. It is still so bright and brilliant, with the meaning of eternal immortality. It is actually rooted in the fire made up of countless phantoms of scriptures, swaying here, sacred and flawless, with countless light and rain, as if it has aroused a certain resonance, the rhyme of the Tao, the light of the scriptures, also began to revolve around it.

6 Breaking through the mist, the deeper lakes and small boats are also rippling, and even the deepest light source has become brighter than ever, as if shining a tangible road leading to the unknown.

Wang Xuan looked at one character after another on the Taoist paper, and also watched the firework of scriptures like fireflies and stars in the sky. He was unprecedentedly peaceful.

Before he knew it, he actually sat at the back end of the boat in this special state of emptiness, but he was still submerged in the water below his knees.

He sat quietly, and the flower of vision swayed not far away, which could not confuse his mind, and sent bursts of fragrance that made the soul peaceful, light and rain.

Wang Xuan raised his hand naturally, and for a moment, in front of the boat, the teapot on the coffee table with white mist flew up, and then poured tea into an empty cup.

He stretched out his hand calmly, everything was so natural, peaceful and harmonious. The small teacup, only two inches high, was unsophisticated, floated over, and landed in his right hand. The tea fragrance inside was accompanied by the cosmic star-sea-like texture at the bottom of the cup, rotating and winding together, like an extraordinary central world, condensed in a cup of tea.

Wang Xuan's eyes were clear, he held a cup of tea and drank the tea. The moment he took the tea, everything changed in himself and in the world.