Chapter 274: Open impression

The big peacock is outside the Palace of the King.
The demon king looked awkward, raised his foot and slowly landed on the first step leading to the temple door.
Muxi and Huaguang are also serious, with a hint of hope and a little look at the demon king.
For the members of the twelve-phase family of Sanliancheng, the Great Peacock Ming Palace has a very special status.
They grew up in countless stories about the palace.
Legend has it that this palace hides the mystery of the universe of heaven and earth.
Legend has it that this palace has an extraordinary sanctification technique.
Legend has it that this palace can turn a corner of the world.
There are many more legends.
The most outrageous legend is that when Sanlian City faces a desperate situation, as long as someone enters the Great Peacock Ming Palace and gets the legacy of the first generation of the Great Peacock Ming, even a vegetative person can be sanctified.
As a tribe of Bodhi and Youyi, Muxi and Huaguang, even if they have the opportunity to enter the Sanlianjie, are not qualified to step into the Great Peacock Ming Palace.
This is the power of the big peacock royal family.
But today, the King of the Medal allows them to enter. This is not allowed by Mudu and Huaguang, not serious, not embarrassing.
Wu Tie looked at one of the king's feet and fell gently on the stone steps.
Then the body of the magic king is stiff there.
His eyes became confused, confused, and his body twitched slightly. His expression suddenly changed, sometimes he laughed, sometimes he was angry, sometimes he was distorted, and sometimes he was warm and tender.
The sound of the old iron sounded at the side of the witch iron: "Small iron, you are too honest... Why do you tell them the truth? The king of the magic is a generous little guy, but the green hair is obviously a memorabilia. I am on you."
Witch iron smiled slightly.
Hibiscus remembers yourself? so what.
Frankly told the demon king, the heart-borne seeds left by the ancestors of Sanliancheng were obtained by themselves.
This matter has been pressing on Wu Ting's heart for a long time. If it is an enemy thing, take it and take it, but the demon king is not an enemy, but a friend.
Therefore, when the words are opened, Wu Tie is relaxed, comfortable, and translucent, without any burden.
If a big man acts, it should be so bright and frank. As for whether Muxi remembers himself or not, will he use any means to make himself difficult in the future... Wu Tie can tear her tail out of the man’s big snake and also extend her out. The claws are interrupted.
However, after all, he took away the things that belonged to Sanlian City. Wu Tie was calculating whether he could compensate them.
In this world, Sanlian City does not lack gold and silver jewellery, there is no shortage of cultivation resources, and there is no shortage of food water. So what else can they compensate for?
Only knowledge.
Knowledge is the most precious asset of this world, and knowledge and wisdom are the most powerful forces.
Based on the foundation of Sanliancheng, Wutie believes that the Magic King can use this knowledge to maximize the power of this knowledge.
Wu Tie smiled and nodded to Mudu, then learned the way of the King of the Medal, carefully lifted one foot and slowly fell on the first step.
A low sigh rang in the ear.
Long, ancient, it seems to have penetrated the ancient room of dusty years, from the ancient undead in the ear whisper.
Wu Tie’s goose bumps came out. He widened his eyes and found himself out of the palace.
He is in an endless darkness, with extreme pressure and high temperatures.
A chaotic torrent of water is like a giant to eat and drink, lazily swimming around slowly. The naked eye is not visible, but Wu Tie can feel their existence.
It is huge and magnificent, and it contains endless energy, and it also contains endless crises.
The thickness of each torrent... The distance units of the normal concept can no longer describe them, and a word suddenly flashed in the mind of Wu Tie, ‘Light Year’.
The thickness of these torrents is at least in light years.
And not one or two, three or five light years, at least one hundred, one thousand, ten thousand light years.
What is the diameter and length?
This is a horrible existence beyond the limits of normal people's perception. In the face of these horrible, slow-moving chaotic torrents, Wu Tielian ants are not counted.
Endless fears are coming.
Fear is like a tide that drowns the soul of Wu Tie.
Everlasting, there is no light, surrounded by loneliness, only these arrangements up and down, regardless of the front and rear, no end of origin, I do not know the chaos of life and death.
Inexplicable fear from the depths of the soul, from the bottom of the bone marrow, from the blood memory of every cell...
Or, to use the words in the knowledge system of the old iron heritage to describe, the boundless fear emerged from the genes of every cell.
This is the memory of the ancestors, this is the fear of the origin of the blood.
Wu Tiezhen is squatting.
At this moment, he does not have a 'body', and he is not aware of his body.
This is the shudder of the soul.
Fear of a wave of waves, Wu Tie opened his mouth and wanted to yell, but he could not open his mouth and was unable to bark. All his actions were in vain, and the boundless dark chaos drowned everything and controlled everything.
Everything is attributed to ‘no’ and ‘disorder’.
The concept of all ‘has’ and ‘existence’ has been obliterated.
Even these chaotic floods are themselves ‘no’ and ‘chaotic’.
They sometimes exist and sometimes die.
Sometimes they collide with each other, but there is no movement, no change, no turbidity and confusion, and no change in the sense of witchcraft.
I don't know how long it has been in this darkness.
Ten thousand years or 100 million years?
In the boundless fear, Wu Tie's body, or his soul, passively recorded the trajectory of those chaotic torrents.
Said that the trajectory is not correct.
They are simply traces of their movements in the void, some signs.
Some primitive, chaotic, vague, unspeakable traces.
One billion years or ten billion years?
Wu Tie faintly felt that when these chaotic torrents collided with each other, the trajectory of their movements was very interesting.
Because of the 'chaos,' there is a ‘change’.
Although there is no concept of ‘having’ and ‘existence’, ‘change’ itself is a kind of ‘existence’.
‘existence’ ‘change’, the dark void of this side is not an absolute pure ‘no’.
Wu Tie has become accustomed to the fear of the heart.
Fear has evolved into awe of the nature of heaven and earth.
And this kind of awe, let him sink to the heart to remember this 'presence' of the 'change.'
Is trillions of years still trillions of years?
Who knows how long?
Just on Wu Tie, or on his soul, there is already a trace of the darkness of the darkness of the chaos, the original breath, the far-flung void, far from where Wu Tie does not know, there is light It is.
A light like a meteor, violently bounced in the void, the speed is amazing, or this light like a meteor, his speed has exceeded the definition of speed for normal people.
This side of chaos, the dark void, everything is ‘no’, it’s all
chaos.

Therefore, the concept of ‘distance’ does not exist.
If you want to forcefully define it, this is like a meteor light. The 'distance' that he has crossed between the boundless darkness is roughly equivalent to hundreds of millions, billions, and tens of billions of Yi people. The continent.
In an instant, he swept through dozens, hundreds, and thousands of chaotic torrents.
The situation is like a thunder, with a terrible and fierce like a strong momentum to kill everything.
Wu Tie tried his best to open his eyes.
So he saw the strange existence in the streamer.
It was a... strange strange animal, a round body, a rounded head, no facial features on the door, only a few small airflows that were not formed were slowly rotating.
In other words, this strange animal has no exact form.
He is a chaotic, primitive airflow, under the support of a certain force, reluctantly evolved into a bulging form.
Wu Tie’s heart suddenly gave birth to a hint of incitement.
His blood is shaking, and he knows the name of this strange animal inexplicably.
'chaos'!
This strange animal is the legendary ‘chaos’!
Wu Tie suddenly laughed. In the three books that Sanliancheng and Gray Master read, ‘chaos’ was divided into the genus of beasts such as ‘梼杌’.
But seeing the ‘chaos’ with your own eyes, Wu Tieton can be sure that ‘chaos’ is definitely beyond the existence of all the beasts.
When the ‘chaos’ beast exists, what are the sorrows, what scorpions, what scorpions and other beasts and beasts are still shadowless.
Looking far away, the volume of chaos is enormous.
His volume cannot be described. In this dark void, you can't define the concept of length, width and height.
However, Wu Tie has a feeling that the volume of this chaos is at least the level of these chaotic floods around him. That is to say, his volume must be counted at least in light years. However, the length, width and height of specific chaos are uncertain.
On the back of such a huge chaotic animal, carrying a giant who was bruised and bruised.
The chaotic beast has been so huge, the giant's body shape is even rougher than the chaotic animal.
A chaotic alien is screaming at such a huge giant, swaying in the innocent dark void, seemingly avoiding some unknown risk.
Wu Tie did not know what he was avoiding, but instinctively, from the slightest sense in the blood, Wu Tie subconsciously clenched his fists and silently helped the chaotic animals to cry.
Come on, run quickly.
Behind the chaotic aliens, large dark voids are suddenly illuminated by various lights.
A block of bright spots appeared in the far-flung void.
Wu Tie tried to go, and couldn’t see what the bright spots that swirled like a whirlpool were, what it was, what was inside.
Only those bright spots have just appeared, and Wu Tie has produced endless hatred from these bones, from the origin of the blood, from the instinct of the soul.
Wu Tie opened his mouth and screamed at the bright spots and gave a silent silence.
'kill'!
All emotions, all power, are turned into a pure ‘kill’!
Those bright spots, the power represented by those bright spots, or the creatures that exist in the bright spots are deadly enemies!
Dead enemy!
Dead enemy!
Dead enemy!
A deadly enemy who does not share the sky!
Wu Tie’s body shuddered, and he became hot, and he groaned low. In the depths of his blood, some strange powers were awakened.
The heart-borne seeds left by the ancestors of the thirteen regiments of the three cities were burning rapidly, releasing a strange power into the body of Wu Tie and integrating into his soul.
These forces are like lamp oil, which promotes the rapid transformation of the soul power of Wu Tie.
The more direct metamorphosis affects the body bones of Wu Tie.
In front of the Great Peacock Ming Palace, everyone walked on the first stone steps, and everyone fell into a state of rigidity with the Wu Tie and the Medal King.
In the witch iron bracelet, the sacred weapon made from the skeleton of the scorpion is flying out by itself. These squadrons are smashed, and a glimpse of the brilliance is continuously injected into the body of the witch. The skeleton of Wu Tie's body emerged with a dark flame, quietly calcining his body, and a flame came straight into his mind, quietly blending into his soul.
Others are immersed in some unspeakable realm, their expressions change slightly, but the expression of Wu Tie is the most embarrassing.
He slowly opened his mouth and made a move that shouted and shouted.
In the boundless darkness, those bright spots shimmered fiercely.
Invisible, the attack that Wu Tie could not find at the moment crossed the gap and did not know how long the distance, across the void fell on the chaos of the beast and the giant.
On the body of the bruised giant, a new, deep-reaching wound continues to appear.
The body of the chaotic animal is constantly swaying a sharp mark, and his volume is slowly shrinking.
Wu Tie tried to look at the past, but he still couldn't see what the light spots used and what forces he used to attack the giants and chaotic animals.
The chaotic beast continues to run wild and runs out with all strength.
He is getting faster and faster, but they are attacking faster and faster, and the power of the attack is getting bigger and bigger.
Unbeatable, the giant's waist cracked a huge wound.
This blow almost cut the giant into two halves.
The giant opened his eyes sharply.
Wu Tie is a stiff body, and his body and soul are completely stiff.
The eyes of the giant are like two rounds of the sun and the moon rise. In this dark void, suddenly there is an indescribable charm.
From nothing, from chaos to order, from dead to change...
Because the eyes of the giants are open, this dark space becomes vivid and interesting. It is like a blossom of flowers. It is like spring back to the earth. It is like the existence of everything.
The giant looked like Wu Tie, and then he had a huge CD on his head and flew up.
That disc is too big to describe...
The giant and the chaotic beast are under the huge disc, just like two huge bugs standing on a huge umbrella cover. This disc is so huge.
A chaotic torrent shows a ‘body shape’!
From invisible to possessing the ‘body shape’, this is a great creation for the dark void of the ancient and the dead and the dead.
Wu Wu was staring at the disc.
This disc is like a beautiful jade, with countless mysterious lines on it, all-encompassing, all-encompassing.
Wu Tie just glanced at it and felt that the endless mystery poured into the soul and almost blew him all over.
'good fortune'!
Wu Tie also suddenly knew the name of the jade dish.
The giant stood up, and he raised a huge one, and his figure was constantly distorted and changed. It was like a big axe without a solid body. A heavy axe smashed on the jade butterfly.
The jade dish, the giant, and the chaotic animal are blasted at the same time.
The whole dark void blasted at the same time.