Chapter 7283 The Eight Desolate Dao God

Huahuahua!

Storm, air current, heat wave!

At this time, it was like a raging sea, enveloping Ye Wuque, carrying him forward continuously!

After stepping into the flame crack, Ye Wuque felt as if he had jumped into a huge jar of sauce, unable to move easily and freely.

At the same time, endless waves were set off around him, and many natural phenomena appeared!

Fortunately, Ye Wuque's physical strength was strong and he could resist it.

The only thing that was certain was that he seemed to have entered a dazzling light circle and was moving straight forward.

Ye Wuque, who had experienced too many teleportations, was not panicked or anxious, and he had no intention of resisting, just going with the flow.

"This doesn't seem to be a simple transmission channel, but more like a big move?"

Ye Wuque, who was analyzing, suddenly moved his eyes slightly.

Because he realized that in the dazzling channel, while there was a storm blowing from the opposite side, there were also a lot of various kinds of... garbage blowing together?

"Before I stepped into the flame crack just now, these dust and garbage had already come out of it. Now it seems that they were blown from the end?"

After careful observation, Ye Wuque found that these garbage were all-encompassing, almost everything.

The main body seemed to be made up of various dust and gravel, but many things that could be distinguished instantly appeared from time to time.

For example, tattered and incomplete armor.

For example, a floating warship with holes in it.

For example, various broken and shattered weapons.

...

Even, you can see some long-shriveled and weathered corpses, collapsed building debris, dry dead wood...

Just the various types of these garbage are enough to open people's eyes!

They came with the wind, floating, and seemed to be scattered in one direction, mixed into the Eight Wastelands where Ye Wuque walked out, with an inexplicable broken beauty.

"Dancing with garbage is also a rare experience..."

Ye Wuque smiled lightly.

But at this moment, he was more excited and expectant!

After all, he was leaving the "Eight Wastelands" and heading to a brand new place that was unknown and unpredictable.

Because of the unknown, there is expectation, because of the unknown, there is excitement.

"After leaving the Eight Wastelands completely, the coordinate guidance of the Great Teleportation left to me by the Tianling Clan should be fully activated and start to show the way."

After some thought, Ye Wuque completely relaxed.

Time began to pass slowly.

Various evil natural forces continued to surge, allowing Ye Wuque to keep moving forward.

Only the flying garbage kept coming intermittently and never stopped.

In the blink of an eye, seven or eight days had passed.

But Ye Wuque was still in the teleportation channel, as if there was no end in front of him, and he didn't know where to go at all.

The only thing that can be confirmed is that the speed of teleportation is extremely fast, even to an incredible degree!

"It seems that the road out of the Eight Wastelands is longer and farther than imagined!"

In a blink of an eye, several days have passed.

Ye Wuque has even gotten used to it. He just silently polishes his own cultivation, unmoved.

Until a certain moment!

Boom!

Suddenly there was a roar in front, as if something was broken.

Ye Wuque immediately opened his eyes and looked forward!

Indistinctly, he seemed to see a huge light source, lying there, dazzling!

The garbage that was blowing in came from the huge light source! ωωw.ΚＡЙδhυ㈤.net

Soon, Ye Wuque came to the huge light source, and he was sent in before he even had time to take a look.

The next moment, Ye Wuque felt dizzy, the wind whistled in his ears, and the garbage surged. He couldn't see anything clearly. Suddenly, he felt that countless voids, countless realms, and countless stars were shining in front of his eyes, and they disappeared in an instant! wwＷ.ＫaИδＨＵ５.net

I don't know how long it has been.

Ye Wuque suddenly opened his eyes, his whole body was slightly tense, and then he was slightly stunned.

He has regained his freedom at this moment, standing under an extremely ancient starry sky!

Under his feet, he was stepping on solid ground. Looking around, it seemed to be a desolate and ancient...top of a mountain?

A solitary peak standing under the eternal starry sky!

Weird and unpredictable.

The strong wind was howling, and the wind was blowing.

It was strange and deadly here. Ye Wuque couldn't even tell the east, south, west and north. Only the garbage blown by the strong wind stretched for nine days.

But at this moment, Ye Wuque's attention had been attracted by a place in front of him!

There seemed to be an extremely ancient...altar.

Holding his breath and concentrating, Ye Wuque immediately walked up, and at the same time, the power of the virtual god shone everywhere, investigating everything.

As Ye Wuque stepped, footprints suddenly appeared in the thick dust on the ground!

When Ye Wuque approached, he finally saw the appearance of this ancient altar clearly.

It was eight-colored, as if it was condensed from eight different colors, but under the erosion of time, it had already become mottled and vicissitudes.

The eight-colored altar was covered with dust, and it seemed that there was nothing special.

Ye Wuque's mind moved, and a strong wind blew away all the dust on the eight-colored altar!

In an instant, a round pit appeared on the altar, and there was nothing else.

Ye Wuque glanced at it, but he didn't rush to do anything, but his eyes showed a thoughtful look.

The power of the virtual god has already spread to the end and is everywhere.

It can be confirmed that on the entire lonely peak, he is the only living creature, and the rest are dead silent.

And the power of the virtual god cannot pass farther away. The eternal starry sky is vast and endless, but it seems to block everything!

Only the floating garbage above the head with the strong wind!

The most important thing is!

Ye Wuque tried to activate the transfer coordinates left to him by the Tianling clan in his arm again, but it was still messy and unresponsive.

"Here, it seems more like a transit station out of the eight wastelands?"

Ye Wuque, who seemed to have realized something, looked back at the eight-color altar that was close at hand.

The eight-color altar is ancient and vicissitudes, looks simple and heavy, and has gone through a long time. Apart from this, there is no magical enemy.

"This round pit seems to be able to accommodate a palm..."

After Ye Wuque repeatedly checked to make sure that the round pit was not dangerous, he slowly stretched out his right hand and then placed it in the round pit.

Buzz buzz buzz! !

The next moment, the dead silent eight-color altar suddenly trembled slowly, as if it had reacted, and it directly shone with eight kinds of brilliance, shining against each other.

The entire mountaintop was suddenly interwoven with eight-color brilliance, becoming magnificent!

Ye Wuque could feel that an ancient and warm wave seemed to sweep across his palm placed in the round pit!

The brilliance of the eight-color altar became more and more intense!

After reaching an extreme, the eight overflowing brilliance blended together and fell down, as if condensed into a paintbrush, writing words in front of the round pit.

"Detection..."

"Race: Human..."

"Have a title..."

"Heavenly God of Dao!"

"Mechanism... operate... activate... start..."

"Get a place..."

"Eligible to participate in the ultimate trial of the Eight Desolations... decide the strongest..."

"The winner... should be the best..."

"Crown the strongest ultimate title..."

"Eight Desolations of Dao!"