Shuttle, fly, jump...

The battlefield is spread out in every corner of the sight. Countless figures fill every space with an unimaginable density. The vast void, the planet under your feet, the broken satellites, the dense meteorite belts, and the flames of war are everywhere.

, there is light everywhere.

The roaring fleet arrays were densely packed and firing with all their strength, the Star Destroyer Cannons were destroying the sky and the earth, and the annihilating dark matter and dark energy were surging silently. A small black hole formed in a certain area of ​​the battlefield and began to swallow everything nearby.

Using the void as an array and the stars as chess pieces, in this boundless vast battlefield, Feng Qingwu's consciousness is small and weak, like a speck of dust between heaven and earth, but it is such a small and delicate figure, but in this vast battlefield

Passing through the entire battlefield in an instant, it was like entering an uninhabited land. The brilliance in the sky continued to bloom and condense. Feng Qingwu's consciousness rushed forward, leaving behind one after another emitting extremely light and heat.

sun.

The absolute destructive power and the instant reversal of the situation clearly demonstrated the powerful strength of the peak energy source of the neutral camp, but Feng Qingwu was not intercepted by any peak power of the other camp.

Fraud: Genesis.

This is tantamount to simulating a real environment, making full use of all factors that are beneficial to oneself in a short period of time, and making full use of all factors that are not beneficial to the enemy, deceiving both the enemy and ourselves about themselves, and similarly

Deceiving the perception of peak power at the same level.

In an absolutely short period of time, no one would notice her existence, even if she were enemies at the same level as Feng Qingwu, and even if she crossed the battlefield in such a high-profile manner.

Judging from the real time in the City of Miracles and other places, the existence of Genesis was very short, probably less than ten years.

But ten years are enough to decide the fate of this local battlefield.

But what's the use of just deciding the fate of this battlefield?

The fate of the human race, as well as all neutral creatures, has long been destined to end.

Perhaps in the entire neutral camp, only the vast black ocean in front of them still refuses to give up, is still trying its best, is still desperate, and is still going crazy unscrupulously.

He may have known his fate and ending, but he didn't care.

God of War Lin Xuanyuan.

This is a madman and a fool, but he is the most admirable kind of madman and fool.

Feng Qingwu sighed softly.

The endless light converged from her side, and her shuttle body suddenly accelerated, like a sharp sword tearing through the battlefield. With the slowly dissipating light, she instantly entered the newly formed black hole in the battlefield.

Fraud: The Supreme Self.

A nearly supreme will appeared directly on the battlefield where light and shadow intersected, cold, majestic, and irresistible.

The moment this will appeared, it directly confronted the omnipresent malice of the world. The black hole that was still taking shape turned into a wormhole in an instant. The rules of time and space were distorted at a speed visible to the naked eye in the strong deception. The wind danced lightly.

His body sank into the wormhole and traveled to an unknown distance of thousands of light years in the blink of an eye.

At the same time that her body entered the black hole, an endless army of neutral camp rushed out from the same wormhole and joined the battlefield in a mighty manner.

This is the real master.

On the battlefield, dominate everything.

The newly formed black hole directly turned into a two-way channel through Feng Qingwu's lie, with the same entrance, but there was no violation in the entry and exit. Such a fraud can only last for a short few years, but it is enough

Let the neutral camp invest billions of troops into this battlefield again in the next few years.

The stars all over the sky flashed crazily and receded.

The new wormhole extended infinitely in Feng Qingwu's consciousness. The darkness was only silent for a moment, and the distance had already traveled tens of thousands of light years.

It's still the same scene, it's still the same battlefield, it's still the black ocean, it's still the God of War Lin Xuanyuan.

This black ocean composed of endless sword intent is the truest state of the God of War Lin Xuanyuan, and it is also his most primitive form of existence. At the beginning of the war, this vast ocean poured into the time and space corridor from the God of War Realm, thousands of

In the past tens of thousands of years, in countless star fields, everyone in the time and space corridor agreed that this madman could be said to be the sharpest madman in the human race after the original His Majesty. His sharp edge was clearly visible, and the war continued.

Even Feng Qingwu didn't know how many star fields Lin Xuanyuan's sword energy had passed through, and how many enemies at the same level as him he was fighting against.

Feng Qingwu did not go to see the battlefield and traveled again.

Time has no meaning, and distance seems to have no meaning either.

Time and time again, when Feng Qingwu's consciousness traveled through the wormhole, she suddenly felt a majestic force from the outside world directly penetrated the wormhole, and instantly extended the distance she could travel to the limit, Feng Qingwu's

My heart relaxed slightly.

She knew she was finally close to her destination.

This majestic power is the aura of the War King of the Corridor of Time and Space.

The next second, the silence completely disappeared, and the fighting did not appear again.

An extremely huge planet appeared in front of Feng Qingwu's eyes.

The planet was rotating slowly, occupying almost all of Feng Qingwu's consciousness.

Feng Qingwu was in a trance for a moment.

In front of this planet, the City of Miracles was like a child's building block in front of a skyscraper. The strong contrast made Feng Qingwu, who had already focused all her attention on the City of Miracles, couldn't help but be startled.

She finally reached her destination.

This is the capital of the Time and Space Corridor.

The old city.

Feng Qingwu took a step forward. Her destination was extremely clear, so she directly deceived the distance in time and space while taking a step. The chaotic meteorite belt and the atmosphere changed instantly. Feng Qingwu's consciousness had already appeared in an extremely huge palace.

Inside.

The ancient bronze palace is somewhat mottled and old. The faint lights are swaying in every corner of the palace. There is a clear and distant atmosphere in the space. Inside the palace, darkness and light bloom and disappear at the same time. Everything is quiet.

silent.

"What's the matter with Qingwu?"

A gentle voice suddenly sounded inside the palace.

An extremely soft golden light suddenly lit up in the deepest part of the palace.

Just like the rising sun, the golden light shines in the distance. The light and darkness in front of you completely lose all color in an instant, and that light instantly becomes the only one in the palace.

Feng Qingwu floated forward in silence for a while.

The further forward, the brighter and softer the golden light in front became. The light shone on the huge bronze pillars in the palace one after another, clearly illuminating the countless mottled marks on the huge bronze pillars.

Feng Qingwu came to the end of the palace.

A soft golden light source emanated from the end of the palace.

There is an old desk there.

There is a heavy book about the height of a person on the desk, which is being slowly turned over.

There is no figure behind the desk and books.

All the light is above the desk and books.

It was an ever-changing light source, sometimes turning into a magic weapon and a sharp sword, sometimes turning into misty clouds.

In essence, this small and changing point of light is a drop of blood.

There are no corpses, no shadows.

Just a drop of blood.

Feng Qingwu stared at the drop of blood in front of her, with calm eyes, she bent slightly and said softly: "I have met Your Majesty."

"What's the matter?"

In the golden light spots, the warm voice was clear and gentle.

"I want a picture of eternal life."

Feng Qingwu replied without any hesitation, her voice was firm and unquestionable.

His Majesty in the golden light was silent for a second.

Picture of Eternity.

One of the most important weapons in the Time Corridor, and one of the four most powerful artifacts in the entire neutral camp.

King Wei, Picture of the Eternal World, Tower of the Human Emperor, Xuanyuan Sword.

Among the four major artifacts, the Eternal Map ranks second. In countless reincarnations, this ranking has not changed at all.

If Feng Qingwu is the pinnacle representative on the road of deceit, then His Majesty is the true pinnacle in the field of calligrapher and warrior, and the Map of Ten Thousand Worlds is something that Your Majesty has studied for a lifetime, and it contains more than just

His personal calligraphy and painting also include the calligraphy and painting of every calligrapher in countless reincarnations in the corridor of time and space.

The Eternal Picture has been through the ages, and every painting has the power to open up the sky.

Likewise, the Eternal Map is now the only artifact in the time and space corridor that can accommodate this drop of His Majesty's blood.

Without the Eternal Map, the vitality of His Majesty's drop of blood will slowly dissipate, and his strength will become weaker and weaker, and he will eventually fall.

This is destined to be a long time.

But unfortunately, time is meaningless. Since there is the possibility of death, the fact of death may appear in the next second.
To be continued...