Emperor Wu Shihuang's handwriting, do not go out of the Milky Way border

The weasel stood quietly between the sky and the earth.

The years are spreading, time is flowing, and the weasel seems to have entered a strange world at this moment. The original torrent of time is beginning to overflow, and he knows what formation he should be involved in.

Looking around, sure enough, a layer of vague black light shrouded the extremely rich original material, filled with a mutated immortal luster, eroding his body, and hazy, opening up a path between heaven and earth. I want to gather all his soul and consciousness away.

Standing on this road, Weasel seemed to see his past and what he looked like endless years ago. Time flows here, and time spreads here, telling the story of reincarnation.

"Does any cat or dog dare to go against me now? Break me into pieces."

Flames ignited in the weasel's eyes, and with a roar, the light of the soul suddenly exuded a dazzling breath of life, and another piece of emerald green color rent the sky, making the long river of time that has been preserved for eternity continue to tremble and flow.

With a loud boom, the weasel's soul shattered in front of him. The cage was shattered. The power that troubled him dissipated and he broke out.

Sure enough, the place he stood on before was really a black cage. The surrounding darkness was so terrible that no light could be seen. He stood here and kept looking around, and he found that this cage was very strange, and very strange. As his cultivation level is constantly being adjusted and changing.

But this cage has its limits after all. In the endless ancient years ago, when the heaven was not destroyed or shattered, he might be able to use very strong power and have an extremely high upper limit, but it is different now. He wants to turn a real The difficulty for a demi-immortal to be trapped in it is simply too great.

With a loud bang, the weasel stepped forward and punched out, smashing the cage in front of him to pieces.

At the same time, he kept moving forward and punching, breaking the road ahead one after another. He was opening the road and moving towards the distance. And between the cages, he found that there were many people who had been locked up for a long time. Souls, they have all lost their life breath, but they are still trapped in them and cannot re-enter reincarnation.

Seeing this scene, the Weasel did not hesitate and took action directly to rescue them all. This was definitely a big event that shocked the world. In the days of Heaven, this was a terrifying area called the Heavenly Prison. Once imprisoned, Even if it lasts for eternity, I will not be reincarnated.

But now just one Weasel has released so many souls from heaven. Even though they are all dead, after re-entering reincarnation, they are definitely the top fighting force after being reincarnated into the human race.

There was a loud bang, and the endless darkness continued to collapse. The weasel strode forward, liberating all the dark prisons. But when he raised his head, he found that there was still something in the distance, and he frowned. , wanted to go over and continue to release all the dark cages, but soon some mysterious law came here, with irresistible fluctuations, blocking him here.

"roll!"

Weasel frowned, surrounded by golden light, and punched out, but the broken road in his imagination did not appear. Instead, the darkness was broken, and he returned to the real world.

Looking around, Weasel's expression did not change much. He found that in the real world, time had not passed for too long, and it was only a few days. No one around him noticed anything unusual about him, because they were all practitioners and often meditated alone. It just takes dozens of days.

The soul returned to the body, only to find that his body was broken everywhere, invaded by corrosive forces, but these forces were not very powerful and could not destroy his bones and flesh.

However, the weasel did not relax his vigilance because of this, because he discovered that these powers were nourishing his blood and bones at an accelerated rate. After discovering that they could not be destroyed, he quietly integrated into them.

Weasel frowned. He was so powerful at his level that he had already understood many things. With just one thought, he could see what these dark forces wanted to do. He felt the subtle differences in his body.

In the deepest and most ancient place of his soul, some luster has filled the air. These lusters are full of brilliant brilliance, as if they are about to give birth to a new soul. These souls carry unimaginable power and fluctuations. If it is truly If he were allowed to condense it, it might cause him a lot of trouble.

Obviously these are the results of those dark immortal powers fully blooming with the help of his physical body. As expected, these immortal souls really have various means.

Seeing this scene, the weasel sighed, and then his eyes gradually became sharper.

No matter what, the physical body is something that cannot be abandoned. He had experienced it before in that dark prison.

Although he is invincible and invincible, if he only has the soul without a soul, no matter how powerful he is, it will not have much effect at all. Even if he becomes a true immortal, he will still be like a rootless person.

I can't just practice Yuanshen, I can't just practice various exercises and magical powers. My physical strength must also be strengthened.

With the shining luster in the weasel's eyes, he finally realized that if he wanted to become a true immortal, he must improve in all aspects. He must use his strongest posture to break through the shackles of time and become an immortal.

Someone once said that the soul can also become an immortal, but in my opinion, it is most correct for only the soul and body to truly become immortals.

The paths of the predecessors were all wrong, and the weasel's eyes flashed with a fascinating luster.

After a brief hesitation, he raised his head again and looked at the dark road in the distance. These roads have been broken for a long time, and some of them are connected to other places. It is obvious that it is not that easy to pass, and there are everywhere. The smell of danger.

But isn't this dangerous aura suitable for his cultivation? Now that the earth is almost at peace, if there is any disaster that has not yet come, it will be impossible to achieve it with his current strength. He must find a new path and a new realm of physical cultivation.

After a brief hesitation, he spoke to those he knew well and expressed what he wanted to do.

Those people were a little hesitant, but in the end no one took action to stop them, because they also figured it out and wanted to go further. If they want to reach the immortals in this world, the dark road ahead is the only place for them.

In the end, one after another, the most powerful people on the earth all arrived to see them off, and he walked towards the boundless ocean.

suddenly.

"What appeared in the dark ocean in the distance?" Everyone was shocked and their souls were trembling. An ancient pagoda actually appeared there. It looked particularly clear and dazzling in everyone's eyes, but only a moment later , the pagoda disappeared without a trace.

"What is going on? Could it be that only beings close to the semi-immortal level can move forward in this dark road?"

Someone discovered that the small pagoda did not disappear, but was hovering around the weasel, protecting him. It turned out that only a half-step immortal could leave a trace and enter it.

Someone murmured after a long time, their eyes burning with anticipation.

One day they hope they can reach this path, which, although dark, makes them the path of immortals.

At the end of the darkness on the other side, Weasel didn't know this. The moment he entered this dark rift, time and space became a vague concept, which should have been the same in the heavens of the ancient times.

If there were no such means, it would be impossible for the backhand they arranged to still exist now.

He was moving forward, silently counting his heartbeats. After an unknown amount of time, the weasel stopped and silently glanced back. The surroundings were dark and nothing existed.

But he knew that decades had passed. During this period of time, the weasel was moving forward alone. Even as a half-immortal, he could not cross the dark ocean.

Because this ocean is too vast, ordinary formations cannot work at all. Even if it is disturbed and scattered in all directions, it is unknown what area it will collapse into.

Only occasionally some broken palaces and palaces stand in this dark ocean, so that the weasel can walk up and inscribe the formation. With the help of the power of Nuwa's scroll, a straight line flows out of the formation, which can speed up a little. His forward steps made his progress slightly faster.

For decades, palaces one after another and broken islands have all appeared in this place. But as time goes by, as time goes on, these palaces become more majestic and sacred, and are no longer the same as before. The tattered thing had existed for who knows how many thousands of years, but now it gradually began to emit light.

With a loud bang, the weasel kept moving forward. He had seen calm oceans here, and there were also dark storms breaking out. Various mysterious powers seemed to be countless, all spreading and boiling here.

The weasel breaks into waves and moves forward. During this period of time and years, he has seen too much, and his own cultivation has reached its peak. Now, even without the help of Nuwa Empress's scroll, he can reach In the semi-immortal realm.

However, the more powerful he became, the more he respected the First Emperor of the ancient times. If the Immortal Realm was so powerful, then the following realms should be so terrifying.

Continuing to move forward, he saw some rumored creatures along the way, and saw those that he had seen in the ruins of the First Emperor of the ancient human race.

However, these are not their true appearance, but the traces of their past are engraved here, and they seem to have left many faint traces.

They sat cross-legged on top of those broken halls. After feeling the arrival of the weasel, they suddenly opened their eyes.

Looking at these vague creatures, the weasel nodded slightly without stopping too much.

Because among them, both humans and heavenly souls have been lost for a long time.

Continuing forward, the light was shining, all the way to the deepest area of ​​​​the ocean. In this, he saw too many human forces and too many immortals.

These projections with a little bit of intelligence and soul are all shocked. For so many years, they have never seen any living creatures arrive here, and now, deep at the end of the dark world ocean, there is the most massive storm. It's brewing and is about to begin.

Everyone was avoiding it, but now there was a real living creature, and he was going there alone.

With a loud roar, the dark power exploded crazily in the deepest part of this dark world ocean. The terrifying and monstrous power swept towards the high sky like a vast ocean rolling backwards, with a power that shattered the ages. There was nothing at all. Strength can be gathered in this.

With a loud noise, the weasel waved a palm, tearing countless gaps and traces between the sky and the earth. With his move, he cut through the endless storm and penetrated one road after another.

In the deepest part of the world's ocean, endless palaces have all emerged, falling in the void. These palaces are not broken or decayed like before, but are almost complete. They are related to each other. Wrapped with the chains of order, wrapped with the luster of the immortal.

There are rainbows connecting each one to each other, as if there are countless roads between heaven and earth.

But apart from these palaces, the rest of the place was still dark and terrifying. It was impossible to see anything. When you looked carefully, it seemed that even the soul was sucked into it.

"Have all the countless palaces appeared? I can't help it anymore."

Looking at the previous scene, the human beings sitting cross-legged on the palace spoke like this. As for the souls of those immortals, a little light emitted from the eyes, and eventually dissipated invisible. They were no longer in their most complete state. After all, It has collapsed and cannot be sustained as before. Nothing can be done.

Faced with all this, the weasel narrowed his eyes, his pupils shrank, and he felt a terrifying aura, which seemed to contain many dangers.

But this was nothing to fear for him. He strode forward and walked forward, embarking on this road without hesitation.

The loud roar of the weasel, the moment he stepped onto the road, an endless line of thunder and lightning fell between the sky and the earth.

But it didn't hurt him. Instead, it took him away from here and directly entered the dark world. The end of the origin. (End of chapter)