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

Between heaven and earth, storms raged, and endless violent storms struck the world.

The weasel looked around and found nothing unusual. These storms could not get close to his body, but they could tear apart everything around him.

The scroll of Nuwa Empress exuded a dazzling light, gradually assimilating with the surrounding storm. This storm between heaven and earth gradually stopped. The weasel was not too surprised and stood in place and constantly adjusted itself.

Vaguely, he felt a danger approaching. He was ready for a battle. He adjusted his state to its peak and wanted to fight through it with the strongest posture.

"In the ancient times, after so much, the Holy Spirit still exists. Let me see what you are really like."

The weasel frowned, with murderous intent in his eyes, but at the same time, he also felt some anxiety in his heart. Those who could survive until now may not be just hanging on, but some of them have powerful power, truly superior to ten thousand people.

Ever since he saw the soul formed by nine immortals devouring each other, he had a vague feeling of uneasiness in his heart. In this chaotic world, anything is possible.

If they devour each other, kill each other, and eventually form one, then it is very likely that even he will not be able to deal with it.

"What exactly are you."

Many strong men stood up on the islands and rocks in the distance, especially those from the human race. They looked solemn and bowed respectfully to the weasel and asked about his origins.

Those who have been able to maintain their existence until now are undoubtedly a group of old monsters. Even if there is only a little bit of soul condensed in them, they will definitely live an extremely long time.

Weasel did not answer their words, because he knew that it was extremely dangerous here, and a slight distraction might lead to death. Moreover, these souls only lived for a long time. They were not the real original bodies. He could not know for sure. Not as much as him.

Originally, when he first saw these souls, he wanted to ask what was at the end of this ocean, but now judging from their appearance, there was no need to ask more.

They haven't even boarded this part of the ocean. They have been blocked here and can't get close at all.

Suddenly, in the distant sky, several figures appeared and fell from the sky.

Each one carries an air of terror.

"Where did they come from?"

In the mountain range in the distance, many strong men screamed, as if they recognized them and called out their names.

However, the language back then was different from what it is now. The weasel could not hear clearly whose name they spoke, and could only see the terrifying light lingering outside their bodies.

The avenues are bright and dense, all with the luster of immortals, guarding the entire world.

Looking at these three people, Weasel was a little surprised, because although they were immortals, they did not attack him immediately. Instead, they glanced at him and then focused their sights on the boundless darkness in the distance again.

It was obvious that they had great ambitions and great perseverance, and would not embarrass someone who was suspected to be related to the human race and then launch an attack. They had never taken action, and the weasels did not want to waste their energy here.

He stepped forward, wanting to move forward into another battlefield. At this moment, someone finally spoke.

"Do you want to enter that battlefield?"

The weasel didn't even look back.

"You guys leave now. I'm going to reach the deepest realm. There may be a life-and-death battle. If you stand here, you will be affected."

The weasel spoke calmly, here to remind.

"Can you take me with you? I am willing to follow you and kill you together!"

In the world behind, there was a projection of a living being shouting here, clenching his fists tightly.

After endless years, isn't what he is waiting for here just to enter this source of darkness and regain his life?

But the weasel stopped them by shaking his head.

"It's very dangerous back there. Even if it's me, life or death is uncertain. Life and death are uncertain here, so stay back for now."

Many strong men heard the silence, and then remained silent again, without forcing the request, because they knew that this figure was telling the truth and was not exaggerating.

Without too much hesitation, the weasel stepped forward into the dark continent and embarked on a new journey.

There was a loud boom, and as soon as the weasel stepped in, there was an endless hurricane roaring in front.

Countless avenues reappeared between heaven and earth, each one carrying the aura of tearing apart everything in the world, as if they were immortal.

Permeated with the charm of ancient times, the weasel was not afraid of all this. The burning unicorn flames around him punched out with a terrifying force. It penetrated the sky like a golden light, burning everything and destroying all the runes and symbols. wore.

He stepped forward and smashed the storm with his second punch, and he truly stepped into the river.

There are many creatures and souls behind, and they follow them without giving up. They have been waiting here for too long, and now they finally see someone who is powerful and qualified to enter. They want to give it a try. , try your luck for your own life, but it's a pity that the weasel's cultivation is far from what they can compare with.

Just taking one step and getting a little closer, before even really stepping into the river, life and death were all in chaos.

Section after section of bloody weapons were spread across the world. They were crushed and shattered by those weapons on the spot. They were suppressed by a powerful force and died miserably in the years.

This is still not completely aimed at them. In this area, more than 90% of the power is suppressing the weasels. It is just some scattered remaining fluctuations that make them implicated and unable to resist.

Not paying attention to the quietly disappearing figures behind him, Weasel Twilight walked forward calmly. The mysterious power was offset by him. His steps were firm, and his whole body exuded the brilliance of an immortal.

Boom!

The weasel walked forward. He wanted to see what was at the end of this darkness. Why did that continent exist? Is it something left behind from endless years ago?
As he moved forward, the pressure around him became heavier and heavier, and his eyes became wider and wider, staring at the endless dark place ahead, which was really different from before.

All the laws are different. The law of heaven is constantly flowing and rotating, with a strange feeling. If you are a cultivator, you can easily detect that the way of heaven here has changed, and it is vaguely malicious towards them.

If you don't pay attention, you may run into big trouble.

The weasel continued to move forward, and it was pitch black in this area of ​​the river. The so-called dark place was indeed worthy of its name. Nothing existed at all, and there was nothing.

It was dark and extremely silent, as if someone had sprinkled ink in front of your eyes. Looking around, even the light from Nuwa's scroll could not penetrate the darkness and could only illuminate a hundred meters radius.

There was no end in sight at all. The emptiness and loneliness here seemed to make the weasel enter the area at the edge of the universe, so he frowned.

This is just a peak in space. How can it be so powerful, and there are no stars around it? Could it be that this is really the chaotic area where heaven and earth once opened up the edge of the universe?

He quickly put away this ridiculous idea. Now he is just a half-immortal. How could he reach such an area? If he did come here, the power and oppression would kill him instantly.

Let alone him, even if a stronger person comes, it will be useless.

But there is obviously danger here. There is no breath of life in the surrounding heaven and earth, and there is no law flowing in the heaven and earth. Spiritual energy does not exist. It is lifeless and seems to be abandoned. For endless years, only death lingers here, as if It is a country of addiction together.

There were dead creatures under every step, and the weasel broke in alone, breaking the tranquility.

In fact, these are not the most terrifying things. The most terrifying thing is the change in the laws of heaven, with a touch of malice. If other existences arrive without the protection of Nuwa Empress’ scroll, although they will not disappear instantly, they will definitely end up miserable. Incomparable.

The weasel took a deep breath and didn't wait. He had been through too much and knew how to deal with this situation.

He is constantly changing and twisting himself, trying to adapt to this place, trying hard to integrate and condense with the malicious heavenly ways around him.

Relying on the protection of Nuwa's scroll is not the right way after all. He must find the source of the malice and then unravel it, otherwise he may collapse and disintegrate.

Weasel kept experiencing and comprehending, but he didn't have too much fear in his heart because there were so many treasures on his body.

There is a picture of Nuwa Empress here. No matter how the world changes over time and the laws are infinite, he has no fear at all.

At this moment, the weasel suddenly turned his head and noticed an ancient wave.

With a loud bang, the Weasel took action. With brilliant brilliance, the broken sky illuminated the dark land, and the peak energy in it cut through the sky.

The weasel's eyes also flickered. He looked up at the source of endless darkness. He looked up at the end of endless years, wondering what was there.

But soon, a huge force descended between heaven and earth. This force was unable to confront head-on, unable to compete head-on with the fluctuations of the law and the way of heaven, and shattered his attack.

The darkness turned into eternity again, illuminating the earth, and the light of the weasel's move disappeared. However, in this short period of time, he also saw a lot of things.

In front of it, there is a set of black order chains that are constantly interlacing, criss-crossing, like real iron chains, sparkling with magic, and they seem to be triggered by the light of the weasel.

It rushed towards him with a crashing sound, swaying down.

Facing these dark chains, Weasel didn't show much expression. He stood still and didn't move, allowing the chains condensed by the surrounding dark power to erode.

There was no emotion on his face, it was not a strong display of confidence.

He sensed the brilliance of the source of darkness around him, resisting all his means.

But at the same time, Nuwa Empress's strength was enough to neutralize all the attacks.

With a loud clang, all the black order chains and all the streams of light were collapsed. As if he were a real god, the weasel stood motionless.

Those dark places are incomparably cold, and the chains can penetrate time and space, penetrating heaven and earth, and are extremely terrifying.

But the weasel stood here as if it were invulnerable, not afraid at all. It shook its palm slightly, and with a loud click, all the black chains exploded outside the weasel's body, collapsed and cracked, and turned into There was light one after another, and then it burned out again, and was completely wiped out by the weasel.

I still can't understand anything. If I want to truly understand this darkness, I still need to move on.

The weasel thought silently, walking forward with his heart on the edge of darkness, looking into the distance, looking into the distance.

This time he got used to some darkness, got used to a little bit of the evil way of heaven, and gradually saw some things clearly. There were huge black mountains stretching hundreds of millions of miles into the sky, and there were also black rivers flowing, quietly without any waves. It makes people feel cautious and extremely quiet.

The weasel walked forward, and on this road, he actually saw a life form.

However, these living bodies are obviously dead. They have lost their vital signs for unknown years. These bodies have lost their temperature and life and are extremely cold and motionless.

But each of them is very ordinary. Some are larger than mountains, some are smaller than humans, and many are of normal human height.

Weasel narrowed his eyes, and a trace of surprise flashed deep in his eyes, because he saw many bodies, all of which were the top level of the ancestors, and they were still extremely powerful.

The power and fluctuations emanating from it are even greater than him. There is no doubt that this man was definitely a strong man in the ancient times.

They didn't know how they walked into this dark place, but without the protection of Empress Nuwa, they couldn't resist the law of heaven, couldn't sense the changes of evil, and finally died here, with their souls devoured in the end. .

Weasel noticed that there were a lot of defense weapons around them. He stepped forward to grab a handful, but as soon as his fingers touched them, the corpses turned into ashes and disappeared.

The weasel sighed, these were the most powerful group of life forms in a long time, but the results were so pathetic that even reincarnation could not go forward.

When the bones of life entered this dark place of reincarnation, they had already reached the end.

This is a veritable place of absolute death (end of chapter)