If the warriors in the world are divided into several realms.

The first level is the hundreds of millions of ordinary warriors. They don't have too much talent, and they don't have strange encounters. They just practice steadily and step by step.

They polish their bodies, condense their vitality, and sublimate their vitality... In the limited years, they take mountains and seas as their lifelong pursuits.

There is also the second level warrior.

They are unwilling to be mediocre, have extraordinary aspirations, and condense their original vitality with the courage to transcend life and death. At this level, they can already be called geniuses.

According to Shen Qian's past knowledge, Lao Liu belongs to this level.

It is also the existence of original vitality that makes Lao Liu rival mountains and seas before he attains Taoism.

Further up, there are warriors in the third level that ordinary people can hardly imagine.

Ordinary people can only comprehend the original qi in life and death. For them, obtaining it is almost as simple as eating and drinking. They often have more than one original qi, and they can control it freely.

At this point, he can be called a peerless genius.

In the eyes of 99% of warriors, these three layers can be seen at most.

Only a very small number of warriors know that there are still warriors in the fourth heaven in this world.

They are more like legends, and they are also existences that ordinary warriors and even ordinary geniuses would not believe.

Just like Shen Qian, who obtained the source of chaos under the control of the system, and... Nukan in front of him.

They have controlled countless kinds of original energy, and even combined them into one, obtaining the source of chaos that can be called the supreme foundation.

They are working hard to march towards the "chaos" that is said to give birth to everything when the world first opened.

Shen Qian knew clearly that without the existence of a system, it might be extremely difficult for him to even become a first-level martial artist.

But this does not mean that Shen Qian will be a salted fish for the rest of his life.

At this moment, when Shen Qian saw the door to a brand new world, Shen Qian immediately tried it almost without hesitation.

That kind of supreme desire for martial arts has already unknowingly surpassed the heart of greed for life and fear of death when he was traveling all the way.

He used to be ordinary, but now he is no longer ordinary.

Facing Nukan's incomprehensible questioning, Shen Qian didn't say a word, but tried his best to suppress all the restlessness in his body caused by the loss of control of Yuanli.

When he thought about it, the original energy in his body instantly turned into its original original form, that is... the appearance of the coexistence of various original energy.

Yuanli, who lost his balance, instantly became extremely irritable, and Shen Qian only sought a short-term balance in it.

He doesn't need to be perfect, as long as... he is a little better than the other party.

A real murderous intent appeared in Nukan's eyes.

He seemed to be disappointed by Shen Qian's "impatience", three different sources of original energy wrapped around his fist, turning into a layer of gleaming gloves, with the ultimate destructive aura in the beauty.

This is the limit of Nukan.

Simultaneously control three kinds of original energy with completely different attributes, and combine them into a terrifying force that can explode at any time.

With this single hand alone, Nukan rarely meets opponents in the mountains and seas.

His figure appeared in front of Shen Qian as if teleporting, and the punch that pronounced death fell on Shen Qian mercilessly.

There is no such thing as "don't hurt the key, as long as this punch hits Shen Qian, there will be no second end."

Seeing that this punch was about to land on Shen Qian, Shen Qian raised his head suddenly, his pupils were as bright as stars at this moment.

"I did it."

Accompanied by that soft announcement, Shen Qian's aura fell silent for a moment.

In the next second, like a storm was surging, or a huge wave was raging, Shen Qian let out a low growl, and also punched out.

On his arm, there are five mottled colors wrapped around it.

"you……"

Nukan's pupils shrank, and at this moment he actually felt the threat of death.

Every time two original elements with different attributes collide, the power will increase by [-]%, and when the third type is integrated, the power will increase to [-]%... What if there are five?

Nukan didn't have an answer either, he only knew that every time there was an additional source of energy, the power in it would multiply geometrically!

Three kinds and five kinds... are completely different worlds.

boom!
The moment the two fists met, the armor on Nukan's fist was instantly shattered, and the incomparable destructive energy surged from Shen's front arm, directly swallowing Nukan.

Shen Qian's punch has already exceeded 20 kg in terms of strength alone, which is something that even the peaks of the mountains and seas can't do.

The storm of death tore at Nukan, just when Shen Qian thought he had punched his fist, suddenly there was a sound like a chain rolling from Nukan's body.

In a trance, Shen Qian seemed to see a strange scene.

Nukan's whole body was entwined with endless black chains. When Shen Qian smashed the opponent's defense with a punch, the chains seemed to loosen a little, and an extremely astonishing and terrifying aura disappeared in a flash.

But this scene quickly disappeared, like Shen Qian's hallucination, when he came back to his senses again, he only saw the dilapidated Nukan thrown away like straw.

Nukan, who hit the ground heavily, took a long time to get up with difficulty.

The breath on his body fluctuated, and the expression on the face covered by the long hair could not be seen clearly, only wisps of golden blood flowed continuously along his arms, and then dripped onto the smooth floor.

He was silent for a long time, and there was no movement before Shen.

As if a century had passed, Nukan finally raised his head slightly. He took a deep look at Shen Qian, and then waved his hand, and the pitch-black spear nailed to the wall was in his hand.

Just when Shen Qian was vigilant, Nukan turned around and left with a spear in his hand, and quickly disappeared at the entrance of the hall.

"Just leave like this?"

Shen Qian was a little puzzled.

He thought that there was still a fierce battle, but it seemed that it was over in an anticlimactic manner.

But the next moment Shen Qian's face changed, but he didn't have time to think about it, because the backlash from his body finally erupted after he suppressed it so hard.

Without the presence of others, Shen Qian no longer cared about his image, almost rolling on the ground in pain, gasping for breath.

In the end, it was the system that helped Shen Qian to forcibly gather all the disordered energy, and then he slowly calmed down.

Shen Qian did succeed, but there were occasional factors in it.

In other words, when he peeked into the realm above the extreme realm for the first time, he successfully entered it for a short time, and controlled the five split original powers in one fell swoop.

But this state...is extremely unstable.

Once again, Shen Qian may not be able to succeed.

But the good thing is that with such advanced experience, it will be much easier for Shen Qian to try to fuse the two original forces.

Therefore, Shen Qian was still very satisfied.

After all, this time, he did not rely on the system, but relied entirely on his own ability to spy on the higher realm of martial arts.

Nukan was too mysterious, and Shen Qian didn't understand what his purpose was, but the other party did fulfill his promise.

After the battle between Shen Qian and him, it was unclear who would win and who would lose, but the opponent still kept the imitation Chaos Clock.

After more than half an hour, Shen Qian returned to his normal state after adjusting his breath, and the chaotic energy in his body began to circulate smoothly again in his meridians.

He stood up and came to the imitation Chaos Clock.

Taking a deep breath and concentrating, Shen Qian put his palm on the Chaos Clock.

hum!
The Chaos Clock vibrated, and as Shen Qian frowned, drops of blood on his fingers were directly absorbed by the Chaos Clock.

"A drop of blood to recognize the Lord?"

Shen Qian had only seen such an ancient authentication method in classics, so he was a little curious for a while.

But to his surprise, the Chaos Clock didn't seem to have any restrictions, and Nukan didn't seem to take the opportunity to do anything with it.

The next moment, the Chaos Clock, which was originally as tall as a person, began to shrink, and finally turned into a palm-sized miniature, falling into Shen Qian's palm.

At the same time, in Shen Qian's mind, there was also a piece of information from the imitation Chaos Clock.

As expected by Shen Qian, this imitation Chaos Clock does not have any earth-shattering power. If it is used as a weapon in battle, it may not be much stronger than ordinary A-level spiritual weapons.

The only thing that is more critical is the weight of this chaotic clock. Shen Qian didn't have time to try it just now, but according to the information fed back by the chaotic clock, it actually weighed [-] jin!

Shen Qian, the host, naturally didn't feel much, but as far as this weight is concerned, even throwing it out can kill a large number of high-level fighters, and it may not be able to bear it.

This imitation chaotic clock has only one function, it can establish a stable connection with the long river of time, and open a road to the long river of time for Shen Qian after tearing time and space.

This function is extremely powerful only in the hands of those who need it.

"It's time to go home."

Perhaps it was finally at this time, and Shen Qian couldn't help but show a trace of fatigue on his face that had always been high-spirited.

From the moment he entered the long river of time to the present, there is actually no more than ten days in total, but for Shen Qian, he has gone through countless things, so it seems extraordinarily long.

Finally, he looked around the hall in front of him, and after confirming that Nukan had really disappeared, Shen Qian took another look at the small characters engraved on the side of the white jade table.

"I always feel that this handwriting looks familiar..."

After muttering something, Shen Qian no longer hesitated, and tapped his fingers on the re-enlarged Chaos Clock with a strange rhythm.

Boom!Boom!Boom!
The seemingly invisible bell echoed in the hall, and gradually, the bell began to disappear, replaced by a strange sound like water flowing.

Everything before Shen Qian's eyes began to blur, and the surrounding scenery began to change rapidly.

I don't know how long it has passed, when everything around finally freezes, Shen Qian is already in a gray haze.

This place is like the end of the universe, or the beginning of heaven and earth. There are faintly visible stars in the gray mist, but we don't know what they are.

At the end of the gray, there is only a thousand-foot silver river rushing forward, flowing past Shen Qian's feet.

It reflects all things in the world, all the stars and stars.

It is so quiet here that there is no sound, not even breathing and heartbeat.

Time goes by!

Revisiting the old place, Shen Qian also felt a little bit emotional.

Beside Shen Qian, the imitation Chaos Clock was floating quietly.

Putting the Chaos Clock away, Shen Qian adjusted his breathing, and then plunged into the long silver river.

……

In the huge slowly flowing picture scroll, Shen Qian is struggling forward.

In all directions around him, there are countless various pictures, and there are noisy voices coming from every frame of the picture, and there is even a faint pulling force in it, wanting to involve Shen Qian in it.

Shen Qian, who had already experienced it once, kept his mind. He knew that as long as he relaxed his attention a little, he might get lost in it like last time.

The strange thing is that the long river is clearly flowing forward during this time, but the resistance of going forward is several times stronger than that of going against the current.

Gradually, no matter how focused Shen Qian was, his thinking began to slow down.

He began to gradually forget why he appeared here and where he was going.

He also didn't remember how long he had been walking, but he still didn't see the "anchor to go back" that King Jiangling promised him at that time.

Just when Shen Qian was hesitating whether to let the system go online directly, a huge sense of crisis suddenly enveloped Shen Qian.

It was an indescribable terrifying threat, as if even the irresistible force from the long river of time had been diluted a lot, Shen Qian woke up instantly.

He looked back at the way he came from, and behind him, at an unknown distance, there appeared a monstrous aura that could hardly be described in words.

Secretive, evil, violent...

All the negative adjectives Shen Qian could think of could be felt in that breath.

An unprecedented death crisis enveloped Shen Qian. For the first time in his life, he felt a sense of despair just by sensing the breath.

Even Yanshan Gong, who wanted to kill him at the beginning, never let Shen Qian have such emotions.

fear!

Yes, Shen Qian found himself feeling a kind of fear.

It seemed that even the system couldn't provide him with any confidence at this time.

And obviously, he knew clearly that the breath was still far away from him.

Without the slightest hesitation, Shen Qian began to forge ahead.

I don't know if it's because the existence of that terrifying aura has affected the long river of time, or if Shen Qian's potential has exploded under the real life-and-death crisis, his forward speed suddenly increased.

But Shen Qian couldn't relax at all, because the owner of that breath was approaching at a faster speed.

The increasing pressure almost suffocated Shen Qian, just when Shen Qian thought he was doomed today, a small vortex suddenly appeared in his vision.

The vortex was very abruptly stuck in the long river of time. The first second he saw the vortex, Shen Qian immediately realized that it was the "anchor" that King Jiangling left for him.

As far as the eye could see, the entire river of time had dimmed, as if it had been suppressed by the mysterious aura.

There is something that can suppress the long river of time!

Before today, Shen Qian would never have dared to think about it.

But at this moment, he had no time to think about it, and just leaped recklessly, and finally got close to the whirlpool.

At the last moment, Shen Qian glanced out of the corner of his eye and found a river snail of time floating next to the vortex. He reached out and grabbed the snail in his hand, and immediately felt the strong suction from the vortex.

call out!
As Shen Qian's figure was completely engulfed by the vortex, the vortex also disappeared in an instant, and an extremely inconspicuous palm-like shadow also passed by the place where the vortex disappeared, but it just missed.

After lingering for a long time, the shadow resembling a palm dissipated in the long river of time, and this ancient long river returned to its ancient tranquility, as if nothing had happened.

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