Countless twisted rules lingered around, trapping Su Lang like a giant net.
When the normal rules emanating from Su Lang's body came into contact with the distorted rules, there was no huge movement, but they began to assimilate each other continuously.
This is a silent battle.
If Su Lang's power of rules is assimilated by distorted rules, then he will lose the rules as an important means of resistance, and can only rely on his body to resist the erosion of distorted rules.
However, rules are the origin of the existence and operation of everything in the world, and the flesh is also built on the basis of rules.
If the rules are distorted, the body will be drawn directly from the bottom of the pot, how can it resist the distorted rules?
Therefore, only rules can be used to fight against rules.
If you can't control the power of the rules and can't stop the twisted rules, you will definitely not be able to pass through the twisted land of the Falling Immortal Moat.
Martial Immortal-level fighters actually don't have many rules, and the rules they master are not proficient at all.
Just like Emperor Wukong, although he has mastered the rules of space and the rules of emptiness, he has only grasped the superficiality, and Su Lang still needs to instill the rules of space to him.
Moreover, even Emperor Wu couldn't master all the rules, he could only choose one or a few rules to condense the avenue of rules and specialize in one department of cultivation.
Only an unreasonable existence like Su Lang can master so many powers of rules, and is expected to practice many ways of rules.
Martial Immortals do not have the power to master the rules, which is the most fundamental reason why they cannot pass through the wound of this world.
That's why this world wound has the terrifying title of Falling Immortal and Heavenly Moat.
At this very moment.
Su Lang's entry into the Falling Immortal Moat is like a person sinking into the deep sea, the environment is extremely harsh.
However, although he has not yet established the rule of law, he has mastered more than 300 rules, and each of them is perfect.
This is equivalent to wearing very advanced equipment on a person who has sunk into the deep sea, which can completely resist the damage caused by the environment.
After resisting the erosion and assimilation of distorted rules, Su Lang wandered around for a while and landed on a giant black floating island.
The material of this floating island has never been seen before, it is completely the product of distorted rules.
"This kind of stone, with a slight distortion of the rules, is a natural weapon."
"You can just pick it up and smash people. Everyone below the Martial Immortal can be smashed to death. Even ordinary Martial Immortals will suffer if they don't pay attention!"
Su Lang smiled and picked up a stone from the ground, tossed it in his hand, and then threw it away.
Although this kind of stone impregnated with distorted rules can indeed be used as a weapon, and it is a distorted rule weapon.
But after bringing out the Falling Immortal Moat, the distorted rules above will soon be assimilated by the normal rules, and those distorted rules are too weak.
In addition, these things can't be refined.
Because all refining methods are based on normal rules, and materials with distorted rulesprofessional skills are not in line.
Moreover, even if a ghost really refines it, after taking it out, it still cannot escape the fate of being assimilated by the normal rules of the big world.
"So this thing looks powerful, but it's actually the weakest of chicken ribs. It's useless!"
Su Lang shook his head, turned around, and returned to the place where all the Martial Emperor clones gathered on the earth.
But I saw that more than 20 Emperor Wu himself had arrived.
With the deity present, of course there is no need for avatars, so they put the avatars into their life universe one after another.
Su Lang also waved his hand and took away the avatar.
"Dear fellows, let's go."
Emperor Wu Jiao Qin said bluntly, and flew directly into the Falling Immortal Moat.
Su Lang and other Emperor Wu followed closely behind and flew into the Falling Immortal Moat.
It is not the first time for other emperors to cross the Falling Immortal Moat. Su Lang also got used to it just now, so everyone is fine and can fly safely in the Falling Immortal Moat.
At this time.
"Fellow Daoist Su Lang, let's go together!"
Ni Qianzhou flew to Su Lang's side with a smile on his face, "By the way, I have already recorded that exercise, and I will give you the copy and the original!"
Speaking.
He then gave Su Lang two pieces of very high-end jade slips.
It was Ni Qianzhou who agreed to burn two copies of the exercises for Su Lang.
"It's time to work!"
Su Lang nodded and accepted the jade slip of exercises.
"Where is it, I owe you??Friendly and generous. "
Ni Qianzhou smiled apologetically, and then took out a phantom in the shape of a three-inch-tall human.
This phantom has only the outline of a human figure, no man or woman can be seen, and countless golden threads are wrapped around it, which is very mysterious and mysterious. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com