final catastrophe

Chapter 242 59. Coordinates of the Underworld

The ten or so days in the Blood Grape Manor had only passed for a while in the normal world.

Xia Ji guides the big weirdness of Pan Duo, to feel, to think, to dig for inspiration.
Until the lady in red was completely convinced, she sighed: "No wonder the teacher respects you so much."

During the period, Pan Duo naturally dealt with the people from the Eastern Buddha's line several times, each time decisively, without leaving any traces.
But Xia Ji is still not satisfied, "You need to draw the enemy into the inner world in an instant, instead of delaying, otherwise they will send out props similar to rescue signals."

Pan Duo shook his head and said, "I'm not afraid of them, no matter how many times they come."

Xia Ji thought for a while and said, "That's right."

Immediately, he said coldly: "If you put a person in, you will be punished."

Pan Duo nodded.
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Compared with this big weird who is still quite immature, Xie Xi made Xia Ji extremely relieved.

After he left the Blood Grape Manor, he went directly to the Dream Mirror World of the Gray Veil.

The empty dreamland is the deepest layer, with countless coordinates, sometimes flashing past in the gray mirror, and sometimes revealing its figure in the pale realm.

That horrible crow burning like black fire was standing out of thin air, standing on a branch that didn't exist at all, with its eyes closed solemnly, every feather attached to its whole body carried a horrifying aura.

Sensing Xia Ji's arrival, Mao Xi just called "Master" hoarsely, and said no more.

Xia Ji squatted in the ever-changing gray and white environment, sometimes the sky was white and the ground was gray, and sometimes the sky was gray and white, and the figures of all those who entered would be infinitely stretched and presented in the double mirrors.

It's a pity that only the crow and him exist in this world.

He sat on the ground casually, pointed to Huang Quan and said, "Is there any access restriction to this coordinate? And what is the time difference?"

The crow responded hoarsely and solemnly: "The flow of time is almost equal to reality, and the limit... Unless it collides with this space, only the dead can enter."

Xia Ji would never do something like a collision.

Even if you find the focal point of the collision, it is meaningless.

Relying on brute force to attack this space may cause the space to collapse, which is not the result he wanted.

A moment of silence.

Xia Ji sighed: "You should have promised those existences to create Huangquan together with them. After integrating a little space rules in this way, you can also secretly let them in as a teacher."

The crow nodded and said, "Blame me."

Although one person and one crow said so, they also knew that it was impossible to secretly release Xia Ji into the underworld.

After all, the first rule of this space in Huangquan is "only the dead can enter."

If it is said that there are spies in the master's house, and one person is allowed in and out, then it is still possible
But Xia Ji, when he entered and exited the space, what he displayed was a terrifying giant. No matter how much he concealed it, it was like beating drums and gongs.

Even if he changed his body shape, even if he turned into an ant or a speck of dust, he would never be able to enter.

Xia Ji said again: "Then if the teacher waits until the day when the Underworld is opened, he insists on breaking into this gate, and then it is fixed, and no one can drive him out, so what?"

This idea has been in his mind for a long time, and it is also an idea that he thinks is very reliable.

Even with such a big weirdness, when he heard this, his heart felt slightly horrified.
Xi Xi said: "This space is weird. Even if the Buddha's veins are powerful, the strangeness of the corpse veins will not be able to expel Master, and the weirdness of the space itself will make Master quit."

"How weird?"

"Chaos in time and space, disorientation, disorder, disorder, chaos in an instant."

Xia Ji fell silent. Hearing what his disciples said, he naturally thought about it.

Could it be the fragments that fell from the core of the chaotic century?
Although I am also very strong in the spiritual system, it is far inferior to my body. At that time, that space will use my weakness instead of choosing to be tough with myself, and instead "cheat" myself out, it will be boring.

Even if you show your true face and crawl in abruptly, you just need to not look at yourself in that space. In fact, in such a strange space, there are many ways not to look at yourself, or even to feel yourself.

Just use a kind of fuzzy information that is so abstract that it is not even considered a concept, and use classification and disorder to engage in a "battle" with yourself that is not a battle at all.

The so-called chaos means that unless power is absolutely overridden, it will be absolutely useless.

For example, there is not much difference in strength between a master of mythology and a mortal who does not use martial arts in this space, and it is all due to luck.

Even if the master of the mythical realm holds the Heaven Splitting Dragon Saber, he may be instantly killed by a mortal with a table knife.

But Xia Ji is absolutely superior
He has also been to the chaotic space, but he forgot to make adjustments and was tricked out. Later, when he wanted to tear the space and climb in again, he found that he couldn't find the door.

the world is so peaceful
That's why he had no interest in life in his previous life.

And there used to be many top experts, even powerful ones, after being impacted by the chaotic space, it is said that time reversed or time was fast forwarded.

It is said to have crossed
But Xia Ji knew that it was just a space-time trap.
The world he lives in has never escaped a small copy fragment in the chaos, they are born and died in the fragment, and they think they have arrived in a new world.

This is where the trouble starts.

Head-to-head, Xia Ji is never afraid of anyone, the most annoying thing is that after reaching a high level, these things never fight head-on
Really annoying.

Do you want to force yourself to show that form again?
It's just that once it is displayed, it will take several years in the shortest time, and a hundred years in the longest time to reassemble into a human form.

Xia Ji fell silent for a while.

The crow naturally did not speak.

Both of these two are existences that can go on for thousands of years without saying anything, so they don't feel bored at all.

"I should go back." Xia Ji got up.

The crow was silent.

And the next moment, the man's hazy figure had disappeared in place.

Immediately, Xia Ji went to Yin Jiuchang's slaughter alley as if he was patrolling the territory, and searched for some books such as The Legend of Heroes, The Legend of Giant Heroes, and then left.

But when he returned to the martial arts, it was the twilight of a certain day.

Stepping on the cold soil that was still deep in winter, he sat quietly in front of the tombstone at the entrance of the forbidden area.

Look at a crack on the tombstone on the "wife".

emotion?

What does not exist, the existence of myself has been many, many years ago, that is, I have forgotten what emotion is.

But inexplicably hope that you can come back to life.

Even if you live in my paradise.

In my cage like a pet.

Is it like a general demand for items?

After all, I also like some special skills, and then use those abnormal effects to play in the world.

It's just a weak human being.

How can he care about an ant on the ground when he can kill millions, tens of millions, or even destroy a civilization?

The cold wind blows away all kinds of green, and the youth grows old.

The young headmaster of Wudang sat in front of the tombstone after returning from inspection around Longzangzhou, and he didn't realize it was a night.

Wait until the next day when the frost melts and drips from the pine branches.

He just opened his eyes.
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Weakly ask for a monthly ticket~~
(End of this chapter)