It All Starts with the West Wanderer

"I'm not probing, I'm just thinking about how to kill you." Mu Yun replied coldly.

In the next second, black cracks spread all over Yuan's two pale fingers, as if his body was forcibly squeezed by some force.

"The rules of destruction? It's really the one you like."

Seeing the change in the fingers, Yuan didn't panic, and very calmly used his tentacles to abolish the two fingers, and then they were reborn immediately, as if nothing had happened just now.

"You are better than Su." Mu Yun commented.

"As I said, he's just a kid."

As soon as the words fell, Yuan's figure appeared in front of Mu Yun, and his tentacles rushed out, grabbing Mu Yun's limbs directly.

What happened at that moment made it too late for everyone to react, even Yakumo Zi didn't see clearly what Yuan had done.

But Mu Yun still had that calm face. In the state of apotheosis, Mu Yun didn't know what panic looked like.

"It's useless."

In a word, it represented Mu Yun's strength, let go of Ba Xia who was holding him, and Ba Xia stood in the air directly, cutting off all the tentacles holding Mu Yun.

"Who said I was going to attack."

The pitch-black mist suddenly enveloped Mu Yun and Yuan, and the figures of the two disappeared directly into the black mist.

Within the black mist, Mu Yun once again lost Yuan's figure.

And he can feel that his divine power is being eroded "Are the personalities the same?"

Mu Yun thought secretly, one must know that Mu Yun's personality is very high in the state of apotheosis.

Of course, you have to ask what a person is.

In layman's terms, it's like a human class.

It's like in human dynasties, the emperor is the biggest, followed by first-rank prime ministers, second-rank officials and so on.

A person is equivalent to this kind of position, but the most fundamental difference between a person and these classes lies in the creatures that do not exist in the same person.

You can't even harm beings higher than yourself.

It's as if the three-dimensional creatures that humans say can never attack two-dimensional creatures.

Personhood is very strict.

So feeling the erosion of his divine power, Mu Yun realized that this black mist should be of the same personality as himself.

As for whether Yuan exists in the same personality as himself, Mu Yun feels that it is not close. It should be said that Yuan is a bit incomplete. I don't know why I feel this way.

"Are you going to hide?" Mu Yun pondered.

The black mist isolated Mu Yun from probing and was consuming Mu Yun's divine power all the time. Here, Mu Yun could not find Yuan, let alone attack him.

It's just that Mu Yun's words didn't elicit Yuan's reply.

Instead, among them, black silk threads began to harass Mu Yun.

"Hey."

To be honest, Mu Yun didn't really want to use this move, because he was already at his limit. After using this move, he would probably be deified soon.

But in this black mist space, I really have nothing to do.

Because the power of rules is suppressed here, only divine power can fight against this black mist.

"Then let me show you my new theory."

Fantasies spread around Mu Yun's body like a picture scroll.

What is shown in it is the history of a world, the rebirth and destruction of creatures.

It represents the birth of the old world and the new world.

At the same time, with Mu Yun as the center, a sea of ​​golden flowers blooms.

Those golden flowers dispelled the black mist and assimilated all the existences that wanted to get close to Mu Yun.

Fantasy and golden flowers constitute a strange space centered on Muyun.

And strips of light appeared around Mu Yun's body, and those strips of light represented rules one by one.

And these rules are conceived in this golden space.

In this space, fantasies float in the sky, fantasies that represent the progress of human civilization.

On the ground, different scenes are changing, and each scene lasts no more than ten seconds. The endless scenes make people feel dazzled.

And in the center of this space, Mu Yun opened his eyes, he stepped lightly on the golden flower, and the ground and sky were fixed.

The black mist had long since disappeared, and Yuan's figure also stayed in front of Mu Yun.

"Are you still hiding?"

Mu Yun's voice was unusually indifferent, and he walked directly to Yuan's side in one step.

The Ba Xia in his hand was wrapped with strips of light, which looked extremely dangerous.

"Did you think you won?"