Chapter 5522: Peak of prosperity

This change in Wu Zhuo's body is the same as the practice method he extracted from the immeasurable inheritance. It is simple and unpretentious, and it is difficult for ordinary innate gods to detect it.
His footprints continue to spread in all areas of Chaos.
Time goes by.
After billions of years have passed, the ancient battlefields that Wu Zhuo has set foot on are no less than 30. I have felt too much and realized too much.
But his realm, as usual, has not improved.
The world's controversy over Wuchou has been wave after wave.
After another half of the Epoch, Wu Zhuo suddenly lost his track and detonated Chaos.
Someone saw it.
Wu Zhuo stepped into a storm of fate and rushed into the most mysterious place of today's chaos.
That place is about the destiny group, and it can be called the birthplace of the destiny group in the present age.
At the beginning.
Xuan Xiao and Yin Badu and other destiny gods came out of this place.
It was the Destiny Wild World, which was personally forged by the fate ruled by Ming Qianliu. It was once a closed place. It was only when the god-seed left by Ming Qianliu blossomed that it had a passage with chaos.
After Chaos was rebuilt from the ruins, this place still survived, becoming a world of its own, with a legendary color.
Because that was also the place where Xiao Ye reincarnated.
The rumored Xiao Ye is above the master.
Because of this, the Destiny Wasteland is naturally very attractive, and there are many gods who want to walk in, pay homage to the traces of the sages, and believe that as long as they enter, they will definitely be rewarded.
just.
Apart from Xuan Xiao and the destiny gods, being able to walk out of that place does not mean that they can go in and out at will.
For so many years, only the powerful gods of destiny can go backwards, find suitable ‘seeds’, and cultivate destiny creatures.
But now that Wu Zhuo entered, the world was naturally shocked, speculating that this might be Xiao Ye's arrangement.
The ancient gods knew that this had nothing to do with Xiao Ye.
Wu Zhuo's movements after stepping into the source of destiny, even they could not detect.
"This little guy, very interesting!"
In the dojo where the breath of time was boundless, Shishi sat cross-legged with gray hair, showing a smile.
Wu Zhuo and Tai Qiong confronted two hundred and thirty times, and he also endured two hundred and thirty conflicts between Tao and fruit.
Although Xiao Ye stopped in time, the torture made him appear tired.
After Wu Zhuo and Tai Qiong had ten perpetual covenants, Xiao Ye no longer made a breakthrough.
"It's interesting!"
Xiao Ye, who was sitting opposite, also nodded.
The destiny wasteland, naturally, can't stop him and Shiyi.
In those places, the emphasis is on a wasteful word.
Except for the Avenue of Destiny, the traces of the other avenues are all barren.
but.
Under his guidance and promotion, the current destiny wasteland is no longer barren anymore. Various avenues are complicated, a hundred flowers bloom, and all paths compete, but because of restrictions, no innate gods are born.
In the realm of shamanism, it is naturally unimpeded in that place.
Wu Zhuo condensed his breath, merged into the creatures of the destiny wilderness, still shuttled and felt.
Under Xiao Ye's gaze.
Wu Zhuo seemed to be guided by some kind of guidance, and soon stepped into a forest of stone statues.
The stone statues in the forest, mortals with hands without the power to bind chickens, birds and beasts, and mountains and rivers, are all lifelike and full of vigor and vitality. They were carved by Xiao Ye himself after the reincarnation, and contain many things about The ancient scriptures of the beginning of time.
Taking this forest of stone statues as a starting point, Xiao Ye gradually changed the inherent rules of the wasteland of destiny by using the method of loading objects, and then led out the Avenue of Time.
Wu Zhuo stood in the forest of stone statues. After carefully observing each statue, he also carved some stone statues with his own hands. Only then did he leave and continue to wander in the wilderness of destiny.
He went to the cliff where Xiao Ye enlightened Dao, to the great wilderness where Xiao Ye was reincarnated, and to the palace left by Yin Badu and other destiny gods.
"You didn't deliberately point out this little guy, but he got the inheritance by following your footsteps." Shiyi, who had been waiting and watching, sighed with emotion.
After Xiao Ye's reincarnation, relying on the dominance-level cognition, he re-mastered all the ways and became the super ancestor, before he became the master, he jumped up and became a super-dimensional.
This kind of practice has never existed in ancient times.
Xiao Ye naturally didn't want this kind of inheritance to be cut off.
It's just that this kind of inheritance is too broad and profound, and it's completely different from the method of creating a perfect creature.
The ancient gods have all cultivated their own principles, which is not suitable at all.
The newly-born gods are not qualified for that.
On the contrary, this is not considered favored by the shaman, and gradually touched.
Whether it is a wizard to guide time and destiny, to get started, or to create a practice that suits oneself, it is a manifestation of inheritance.
"To accept this kind of inheritance, regardless of aptitude, you can only realize it by yourself."
"He can get to this point because of his fate."
Xiao Ye said calmly.
"Do you think he can succeed?" Shi Yi asked suddenly after a moment of silence.
"If you don't succeed, you have to try before you know it."
"Just like the next time I go for a breakthrough, I may not fail." Xiao Ye smiled slightly, then closed his eyes and stopped speaking.
time flies.
The general trend in the chaos is still ups and downs, with new changes.
Some of the creatures who had been advancing so hard have encountered difficulties one after another, and have not broken through for many years.
Even the innate gods are no exception.
That was the advantage of loosening the shackles of practice after the chaos was rebuilt, and it has been lost.
The difficulty for the chaotic sentient beings to break through the realm has skyrocketed, the road to practice has become rough and difficult, and the impact of the alternation of the old and the new Periphery is also becoming cruel.
The most affected is undoubtedly the Heavenly Court of the Ancestor God.
There are a large number of perfect creatures, before they become ancestral gods, there is also an ancestral who encounters a spiritual crisis, is eroded by the ten thousand ways, and turned into fly ashes.
There are fewer and fewer people reaching high levels.
"Hateful."
"I thought I could see with my own eyes that Master Taiqiong killed Wuchou, and was dominated by Chaos, but in the end I couldn't make it anymore..."
There is such a sad voice, resounding in the Forbidden Sky of Wanhua.
Immediately afterwards.
A huge innate origin burst open, turning into endless rain and sweeping away in all directions, representing the end of an ancestor god.
This ancestral is a supporter of Taiqiong.
As life comes to an end, all glory and beliefs come to an end.
"The best time has passed!"
The Bodhidharma was crossing south, sighing softly, with sadness in his eyes.
The years when Chaos was rebuilt from the ruins were the best time to break through.
He and other Dharma gods seized the opportunity to aspire to the nine turns of the gods, and were fortunate to witness the prosperity of this era.
But now.
This kind of prosperity has evolved to its peak, and it is too difficult to have another top combat power.
"It's okay."
"At least we have accumulated enough power and Eternal Sky reappears, and we will not be as helpless as we were at the beginning."
The Buddha with kind eyebrows and benevolent eyes appeared, chanting Buddha's chant.
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