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    ! No matter how much trouble you make in the Great Thousand Realm, you still can't alarm Wan Tian. It's not because of his fear, but because of the problem of the pattern.

    Ants fighting feel like they live in the world, but why do elephants care?

    Unless another elephant comes out.

    The pattern of Wangtian has transcended. No matter what the world is like, it is actually the same to him, because as long as he is willing, he can change everything in an instant.

    The world¡¯s self-confidence comes from ignorance, so how can we estimate its power.

    The power of Wangtian is not controlled by space, and the sound can imprison all powers below the Golden Immortal.

    There is no need to try to resist, it is completely meaningless.

    A hundred years ago, Wangtian was already invincible!

    A hundred years later, the sky is no longer predictable.

    Those ridiculous and ignorant ideas can go to hell.

    The devil will not care about such ignorance.

    With just one word, all the strong men from the three sects, six religions and twelve sects immediately rushed to the Demon God Mountain to worship the Demon God.

    This is the power of Wangtian.

    And in the originally bustling church, most of the disciples left overnight, and most people suspected that Wang Tian no longer existed. But when Wang Tian existed, the fear that penetrated into the bone marrow burst out uncontrollably.

    The vast majority of people have chosen to retreat.

    This is a deep-rooted influence.

    ¡°The God of Killing, the God of Dragon, they are all ants in front of the Demon God.

    Lin Jinghao felt this power. This voice was indeed restraining, even he was suppressed.

    An unimaginable realm.

    Akito, who was in seclusion, had a sneer on his lips. After searching for a long time, he finally came out.

    Is it powerful?

    really!

    Akito also has to admit this, he doesn't know how to deal with such an opponent.

    But so what, what Mingren needs is never victory!

    No one knows what he wants.

    Wang Meng has come out, and Wang Meng is not far away from descending into the Great Thousand Realm.

    On the top of the Demon God Mountain, the once glorious Demon God Sect has fallen. Some people say that success is inevitable and failure is inevitable, and the former glory has turned into desolation.

    But only the disciples of the Demon God Sect know that Wangtian is the Demon God Sect, as long as he is immortal in the Demon God Sect!

    Countless monks are coming in this direction, among them Pu Borong and the remaining demigods. Three of the five major demigods have died. Pu Borong is considered the smartest one. The world has named them demigods like Wang Tian.  But he knew very well that they were scum in front of Wang Tian.

    The Great Thousand World was turned upside down by a group of ascendants. The devil finally took action.

    It didn¡¯t take long for news to spread that the entire temple was imprisoned by an invisible force.

    You can only enter but not exit!

    To be precise, the only one who could barely get out was Lin Jinghao. He was struggling to get out.

    The devil still took action.

    It¡¯s hard to tell whether it¡¯s a formation or a law, but the entire sanctuary is in a kind of confinement for hundreds of miles.

    No one knows how to take action, but you must know that there is a dragon god here.

    Fortunately, Lin Jinghao is here, and the power of the people in the temple is indeed extraordinary, otherwise it would not be as simple as confinement.

    When the news came out, Wangtian's reputation was even more unparalleled, and Mingren also disappeared. In the eyes of the monks in the Great Thousand Realm, it was obvious that they were afraid of Wangtian.

    When the devil appears, who can compete with him?

    Cut off the end of the world.

    Duan Tianya has been closed for hundreds of years.

    A figure appeared in Duan Tianya, silently and silently between the cracks.

    Hundreds of years have brought nothing to it, and have taken nothing away.

    It is still waiting for its owner quietly.

    The figure looked at Silent Sword silently.

    "It's been a hundred years, and you must be lonely too.

    The sound is wandering in the end of the world.

    "Moshan, you are wrong, and so am I. This is such a lonely world. There is no God, no future, only boundless darkness."

    The voice is filled with an inexplicable loneliness. When the strength is reached to the extreme, it is found that the path that I once thought is gone. This is such an unbearable thing.

    In Mo Shan¡¯s battle, Wang Tian was already a peerless genius. Although he did not obtain Mo Shan¡¯s godhood, Wang Tian¡¯s path to becoming a god was unstoppable.

    But when Wang Tian was about to take a step forward, he found that the road was gone.

    ?There is no God in this world!

    There is no world of gods, and there are no enemies for him to challenge.

    For a being like Wangtian, this is more painful than death.

    After probing for a long time, Wang Tian determined that the so-called God was just a lie, and the Great Thousand Realm was the end of the world.

    There is only one thing left for him to do, and that is to destroy.

    Destroy the Three Realms!

    Destroy yourself!

    But at this moment, Wangtian thought of what Mo Shan had done, which was even more "unbelievable" than him.

    In the lower realm of the godhead, Wang Tian refused to obey anyone in his life, except Mo Shan, who was qualified to be his opponent.

    ¡°What kind of person will be like if he can inherit Mo Shan¡¯s godhead?¡±

    This glimmer of hope made Wangtian choose to sleep.

    And not long ago, the seeds he laid down tested this man's strength.

    Very interesting, Wangtian wakes up.

    This is the battle that determines the fate of the Three Realms.

    As for other things, they are all trivial and can be easily done.

    In addition to Wang Meng, the boy named Mingren is also very interesting.

    The holy light and the devil collapse, and the yin and yang are integrated, which is also commendable.

    What makes Wang Tian dissatisfied is that the power of the Great Thousand Realm is too fragile. Over the past hundred years, it has become worse than the last, and even demigods have fallen to this point.

    No talent, no will, just a bunch of garbage

    ¡°Perhaps this is the principle that prosperity must inevitably decline. In Wutian Moshan¡¯s generation, it has reached a limit.

    They have absorbed too much destiny.

    Especially Wangtian himself, who seizes the power of heaven and earth to achieve invincible power.

    The world is like a game of chess to Wangtian. In this final battle, he wants to play a big one.

    Use the entire plane as a bet.

    Of course, this also includes the members of the Holy Church. Wang Tian represents the pinnacle of the ruthless generation, and Wang Meng, a strange guy, has soared in the most unusual way.

    So the church members also became a bargaining chip.

    The stakes need to be bigger, only in this way can Wang Tian be somewhat interested.

    Before Wang Meng comes up, this boy named Mingren may be able to kill some time.

    Of course, we have to wait until Mingren comes out of the customs.

    A power that is too weak will only make Wangtian off-putting.

    In the temple, Hu Jing and others were also in trouble. They tried their best to break the dilemma set by Wangtian, but all attempts had no effect. Wangtian's power had escaped the form of spells.  ¡¤There is no trace to be found, no matter how hard they rack their brains, it is in vain.

    Fortunately, Wangtian has no intention of taking action, but wants to trap the people in the temple and wait for Wang Meng's arrival.

    As for the other forces in the Great Thousand Realm, they all went to worship Wangtian. As soon as the so-called five demigods appeared in Wangtian, the others immediately became floating clouds, and their deep-rooted influence and fear swept across the Great Thousand Realm in an instant.

    Judging from the power displayed by Wangtian, it is indeed beyond the reach of other demigods.

    And in the Zhongqian Realm, Wang Meng came to the space of the gods, and he needed to find a way to the Great Thousand Realm.

    The Conferred God Tower could no longer stop Wang Meng. With full firepower, Wang Meng fought his way to the 100th floor.

    The 100th floor is just a high platform in the void. Above the high platform is endless void. It seems that there is a light at the end of the distant void.

    The entire void has no one to rely on.

    Wang Meng's hand moved toward the depths outside the high platform. In an instant, there was a strong tearing force. When it was retracted, there were already dense scars. This was despite the divine protection.

    The divine consciousness unfolds, and downwards, the entire space of the gods is under the control of the divine consciousness, but upwards, the divine consciousness is dispersed after almost ten meters.

    "Manpower is getting stronger, but it is still small in the face of the infinite world.

    Wang Meng did not leave, but stood quietly at the place closest to the Great Thousand Realm, looking to get the light.

    Time flies, from the mortal world, to the Small Thousand Realm, and then to the Middle Thousand Realm, step by step, and finally it¡¯s the last step. Going to the Great Thousand Realm is Xiao Wangmeng¡¯s inner dream.

    When he first merged with Mo Shan's godhead, Wang Meng was really shocked by such a world. He really didn't think such a day would come, but he had such a desire in his heart.

    Wang Meng knows that there is no end to spiritual practice. It is better to seize every day than to wait and see.

    And now, he is finally strong enough to go to Mo ShanA place to rest.

    Complete the goal that he has not completed.

    Of course, this is also Wang Meng¡¯s own goal.

    Although he can be where he is today thanks to his own efforts, it¡¯s not because Mo Shan gave him such an opportunity.

    In the dark, Wang Meng felt that at the end of the light, there were countless voices calling him.

    That crisp ding-dong soundso familiar yet so strange

    An image appeared in Wang Meng's mind, it was Silent Sword!

    The road from the Zhongqian Realm to the Great Thousand Realm can be forcibly crossed, but you must have coordinates, otherwise you will get lost in the vast space of destruction.

    And the word sword is the coordinate!

    This is the last wealth Mo Shan left to Wang Meng!

    Mo Shan didn¡¯t know who the godhead would be given to, and whether that person would reach this point, but what he expected was that the other party¡¯s difficulties would definitely be greater than his. The call of the Silent Sword could at least have some effect.

    In this destructive space, the call of the Silent Sword is the beacon that Wang Meng will not lose in the sea.

    But can this destructive space really be traversed?

    Is there really an end?

    Wang Meng really doesn't know. He has thought a lot these days, and his understanding has reached its peak. If he really understood the ascension, the door should have been opened long ago. After all, he already has the power of the Great Thousand Realm, but there is no reaction at all. Zhaoyan Luoqi  The only way to say it is to cross the destruction space.

    This should have been passed down from heaven.

    Wang Meng didn¡¯t think that Wang Tian would set a trap for him. There was no need to think about it. A person who could reach such a state would not care about his opponents at all. What he worried about was that he had no opponents.

    The road is right, but the question is whether it can be passed.

    Wang Meng flew out of the high platform, and instantly a huge repulsive force came. At the same time, his whole body was torn from all directions. This was not a spell, but the destruction of space, coming from the most primitive power!

    The power of chaos!

    Wang Meng returned to the high platform, his whole body already covered in scars, destroyed space, the source of world power, chaos, which is the foundation of this world.

    The light seemed far away, but it might be very close. Wang Meng didn't know how far he could go out, and he didn't know how far it was, but what he knew was that once he decided to go out, don't even think about leaving any strength or hesitation.  Certain death.

    This is the first time that there is no certainty and the spiritual consciousness cannot detect the distance.

    Wang Meng needs to make a choice.
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