Chapter 1330: Primitive Chaos (seeking subscription monthly pass)

This corpse has dark marks all over its body, like an ancient tattoo, wearing a simple animal tusk war skirt, but the war skirt is made of some kind of ancient beast fur, which contains strange rules and essence, and the animal teeth with thick fingers are enlarged by ten If it is ten thousand times, you can see the dense natural energy lines on it.
From the corpse, Su Ping felt a bit of kindness and oppression.
The flames swept through, and the corpse suddenly came back to Su Ping's body. The huge body hugged Su Ping completely, like a baby back to the mother's womb, and locked Su Ping in it.
Paths of python-thick dark energy emerged from the corpse's limbs and wrapped around Su Ping's whole body. Su Ping felt that the cells in his body were like ice and water, and there was a feeling of recovery and melting.
The cells in the body became restless and violent, gnawing and fissioning each other.
During this manic process, Su Ping's body also showed signs of distortion and swelling, looking extremely ugly and terrifying.
However, bursts of deep and ancient power gradually burst out from the depths of the genes in all parts of the body, giving Su Ping an extremely real feeling, and it seemed to fit closer and closer to the world around him.
It was like an invisible membrane that had previously blocked the world, but now this membrane has been torn off. .
Su Ping's skull and brain tissue were also fission, and his consciousness became empty. It seemed that something had invaded. The world in front of him disappeared, his eyeballs lost their function, and he could only see total darkness, but in this darkness, I don't know when Gradually, some rays of light appeared, like a mass of flames, igniting the entire dark world.
Su Ping saw an extremely fantastic scene. Countless tiny figures were flying, gathering, and flying in the void, leaving behind dust that fell from his body, forming an arc...
When arcs appeared and intertwined with each other, Su Ping suddenly realized that these dust trajectories actually outlined the original form of a rule!
"Is this the deepest face in the universe?" Su Ping was a little shocked. The structure and formation of rules can be seen with the naked eye, let alone comprehension, even a pig can be portrayed according to it!
At this time, Su Ping felt that his body had a strange adsorption and control power, and it had some connection with those tiny figures in the void. It seemed that he could communicate with these energies and control them.
Su Ping's thoughts turned, and the tiny figure in the void suddenly flew out of strange trajectories. These trajectories were intertwined into the shape of a sword, which was a trajectory fabricated by Su Ping.
But after Su Ping discovered that the trajectories were connected end to end, a rule was really formed!
"Destroy, engulf..."
Su Ping was a little shaken and his pupils contracted. If he guessed correctly, this should be a rule constructed by himself!
Create your own rules!
This is the threshold for stepping into the Conferred God Realm!
But now, Su Ping has mastered this power and fabricated a rule that belongs to him!
However, this kind of rule power is relatively common, far from being comparable to the Four Supreme Laws, nor to the basic rules of the world such as the Dao of Flame and Dao of Light.
"It's just an ordinary rule, but... it's a bit exaggerated to be able to construct it at will. What is this place, what kind of ability is this?!"
Su Ping couldn't help looking around, but he could only see the boundless darkness.
It seems that he sensed Su Ping's thoughts, the darkness around him suddenly faded, and countless rays of light shrank rapidly, forming a mass of flames that appeared in Su Ping's eyes, and his eyes returned to the stone cauldron again, in the eternal fire, incessantly. Burning, and the corpse outside him has disappeared.
Only four black rope-like wrecks were left, slumped on Su Ping's body, and gradually merged into Su Ping's body as the fire burned.
The severe burning pain around him was slightly relieved. Through his divine sense, Su Ping could see what he looked like at the moment, and he was a little dazed. He was now covered with bizarre dark marks, exactly the same as those on the previous corpse.
As the dark mutilation on the shoulders and waist gradually melted, Su Ping felt that his body was obviously different from before. A powerful force filled the whole body, flowing in the dark nicks all over the body, like blood, bringing strong power.
At this time, Su Ping felt that a strong pressure suddenly came from inside the tripod, acting on his body, as if to smash and tear him apart.
Su Ping gritted his teeth and endured, but the pain grew rapidly and seemed to be endless, torturing him to death.
Su Ping couldn't help screaming in pain, the flesh and blood all over his body was turning over, and the dark nicks on the outside of the body fell into the body with the turning flesh and blood, revealing the golden flesh and blood in the body. The fog color, and part of it is deep ancient silver, exuding the breath of different fighting bodies.
The blood under the stone cauldron was churning, and a powerful force pressed Su Ping down on the head, and the whole body was submerged in the blood.
Many foreign objects soaked in blood water suddenly gathered towards Su Ping's body and surrounded him.
Su Ping felt that his whole body was being torn and burning, and he was no longer aware of the changes in the outside world, only pain remained.
Su Ping even wanted to faint, but he couldn't do it. As long as his consciousness was cut off, he would wake up immediately, unless Su Ping chose to disintegrate himself.
But once it does, it means failure.
In this pain, Su Ping tried his best to control his thoughts so as not to come up with such thoughts. Several auras in his body were constantly intertwined, including God Race, Soul Race, Ancient Immortal Race, and Human Race.
All kinds of breaths alternated constantly, and finally blended under the acceleration, and gradually turned into a turbid breath. This kind of breath was chaotic, nibbled at each other, and contradicted each other.
The surrounding blood and water gradually decreased under the eternal fire, and the precious medicine inside was also smelted into pure power, which flowed into Su Ping's body, making Banza's breath gradually stable and stronger.
Here time is nothing and can't stop. When the blood and precious medicine in the stone cauldron all melted away, leaving only the empty stone cauldron, Su Ping's figure turned into a ball of meat, with different auras on the surface, chasing each other.
Every breath is extremely powerful, and it wants to devour the opponent.
Among them, nearly half of the area is a pitch-black field, exuding a terrifying aura, making other auras afraid to approach.
I don't know how long ago, the flesh ball gradually shrank, and the scope of the breath chase was also shrinking. At a certain moment, it seemed that a certain balance was broken, and the auras that were suddenly chased collided one after another, and a terrifying force erupted.
This power spread and spread to the dark area, and the dark area rose up to resist, but was gradually involved.
The breath on the surface of the entire meat ball was like a storm, cloudy and unclear.
Boo!
In this turbid aura, a whimper sounded, and a phantom of a very delicate young golden crow flew out from the inside, trying to rush out of the meat ball, but as soon as it flew out, it was swept in by the turbid aura, and it was crushed and submerged.
As the shadow of the Golden Crow disappeared, the storm on the meat ball gradually stopped, turning into a dark gray ugly meat ball, but if you look closely, you will find that every tiny color of the dark gray is countless mysterious nicks composition.
Bang bang!
Suddenly, a heart-pounding voice sounded, coming from the meat ball.
Bang bang!
The meat ball was shaking, and the mysterious nicks on it seemed to come alive, twisting slightly.
In Su Ping's consciousness, the pain had disappeared at this moment, and he was like a deflated balloon, feeling paralyzed, but he could not feel the existence of his body and had nowhere to be paralyzed.
A hazy light appeared in front of his eyes, and the light spots gathered together. After each light spot was enlarged, it had a peculiar shape, which was a kind of symbol.
This symbol is like words and like a matrix.
Su Ping has never seen it before, but magically, he has a kind of intimacy and seems to be able to understand the meaning of these symbols.
"This is... Daowen!"
"The deepest words in the universe, the words born from the universe!"
Su Ping was a little shocked. He could feel the meaning of these symbols. It was like inheritance.
At the same time, he also inexplicably knows how precious this Taoist text is, something that the oldest beings are chasing and looking for!
If you can get Daowen, you can peep into the supreme secret of the universe and master everything in the heavens!
At this moment, Daowen appeared in front of Su Ping's eyes, and Su Ping reached out and touched it subconsciously, and suddenly felt that these Daowen seemed to wake up and fluttered quickly.
But they didn't run away, but rushed towards Su Ping's body.
The next moment, the Taoist texts were integrated into Su Ping's consciousness, and Su Ping felt that the whole consciousness seemed to be pulled out, pulled out again from the current state of nothingness, and entered a mysterious and mysterious state.
In this state, Su Ping found that his thoughts seemed to be transparent all of a sudden, and many rules and problems that could not be understood before were grasped in an instant.
The rules that he has comprehended when he has just started or just entered the Dao are all consummated at this moment!
And the perfection of the rules is just the foundation.
Above the rules, there are Dao patterns!
And the root of Daowen is Daowen!
The gap between the two, a Taoist text needs to be interpreted through dozens of Taoist patterns, on the contrary, dozens of hundreds of Taoist patterns can only interpret the power of one Taoist text!
"Three thousand avenues, these three thousand refer to three thousand Taoist texts..."
Su Ping muttered to himself, at this moment his understanding of the universe exceeded the original realm, even beyond the supreme, only the existence of a higher realm can barely peep into the existence of Daowen, but only a little bit. .
Su Ping looked at himself inwardly, and saw a universe of Taoist texts posted on himself, a total of 108!
"It's too far from 3000..."
"If you can really master 3,000 Taoist texts, it is estimated to be the most powerful existence in the heavens and the world..." Su Ping vaguely understood the pursuit of those supreme powers, reaching the emperor, or the existence of the ancestral realm, maybe strong The weak distinction lies in the amount of Taoism they have mastered.
And Su Ping now has 108 Taoist texts in his body, which contains infinite power!
"These 108 Dao inscriptions can form hundreds of thousands of Dao patterns. The power of each Dao pattern is far beyond the rules. It contains both the characteristics of the rules and is above the rules. The characteristics are conflicting, one is static and the other is acceleration, it must be the characteristics of Dao Wen absolutely crushing."
Su Ping tried to urge these 108 Daowen, but found that he could not command the shaking.
He was shocked and tried again, with the same result.
Su Ping observed carefully, and suddenly found that although he knew these Taoist texts, he seemed a little confused about how to use them.
It's like a word that you only know how to read, but don't understand what it means.
"Could it be that if I fully understand these Daoist texts, I can control them?"
"But it is even more difficult to comprehend the infinite characteristics contained in a piece of Taoism. This is the Supreme... Even the existence that surpasses the Supreme can only comprehend, and only those with strong thinking ability can deduce it. Otherwise, even if ordinary life sees it, once you try to deduce it, your brain will explode."
Su Ping was a little troubled, and the excitement in his heart disappeared a lot. He thought about it, tried to pick a Dao pattern, realized the Dao rhyme above, and deduced and displayed it through the Dao pattern.
"If Daowen is a mathematical problem, then Daowen is a formula, and the formula is used to prove this problem."
For Su Ping, the rules he masters are like a nine-nine multiplication table, but now he has to solve the difficult problem of calculus.
There is no doubt that it can't be done in a hurry.
However, it is impossible to give up. This is the road to the highest of the universe. It is right in front of you. How many people can only give up the things they dream of.
Su Ping can only deduce by himself.
It's a big deal, and it takes countless hours to figure it out step by step.
Just when Su Ping planned this, suddenly there was an adsorption force around him, Su Ping's consciousness returned quickly, flames appeared in front of him, and Su Ping returned to the stone cauldron.
An indescribable and extremely strong sense of power emerged from Su Ping's body.
Su Ping opened his eyes and looked, and suddenly found that there were countless tiny lines in the flames in front of him, and these lines were the weak points of the flame structure!
"The composition of this flame is also some kind of rule, or Dao pattern!" Su Ping's eyes lit up, but he didn't expect to see the flaws in this flame. Doesn't this mean that even if it is an attack from the Supreme Realm, in Can he see the reason in his eyes?
At this time, the surrounding flames slowly dissipated, and Su Ping could no longer feel the heat and severe pain. When the flames were extinguished, Su Ping saw the kind figure of the Great Elder Jinwu flying over.
When the other party saw Su Ping, his originally kind face suddenly changed color slightly, and he sucked in his eyes: "Chaos? No, primitive Chaos?!"
Su Ping was stunned, his thoughts swept across his whole body, and he couldn't help being stunned. His body changed a lot. First of all, the size was seven or eight meters huge. The previous dark nicks had disappeared at this moment, and there was only one on his forehead. The nicks remain, and there are streamer-like lines on the surface of the body that make up the skin, and the lines contain different forces.
In addition, Su Ping also felt the 108 Taoist texts in his body, lurking all over his body.
He tried to move with his mind, but the result was the same as before, unable to shake.
"Elder, I am...?"
Su Ping couldn't help asking.
Obviously, his physical body has undergone great changes, and he has completed the promotion of bloodline.
"You succeeded..." The Golden Crow elder looked at Su Ping with a complicated expression, "I didn't expect that the mixed bloodlines in your body could actually gather into the primitive Chaos."