Behind Fang You, two huge haloes appeared, with gems embedded one after another symbolizing the source of power.
The inner circle, the authority of time, the authority of thunder, the authority of destiny, the authority of space, the authority of light, the authority of wood...etc., a total of more than ten kinds of root authority, appear one after another.
In the outer circle, the authority of destruction, authority of circulation, authority of four seasons, authority of growth, etc., are also manifested, more than ten kinds of complete ordinary authority.
Fang You stared at the power of thunder, as if he had grasped all the power related to thunder in the entire universe.
"It has been four years since the third tide of disaster came."
"And I have finally cultivated the power of thunder to 9%."
Authority power, 1%, 1%, 10%, 50%, 9%, each has a big bottleneck. In the early stage, it is very difficult to control even 01% authority power, but when you have enough authority and power, you can It will be much easier to improve.
However, in just three or four years, he had cultivated the authority of thunder to 9%, which was somewhat beyond his expectation.
He encountered almost no bottlenecks during the whole process, and it went extremely smoothly, as if it was not his first time practicing the power of thunder.
It is completely different from the situation where the Moon Lord next door can get stuck in ecstasy even 1% of the time when he is practicing.
Until, Fang You got stuck at the 9% bottleneck, and this card was...
"Three years and three years!"
"I have been practicing in the Secret Realm of Time for nine years, but I still can't overcome this difficulty!"
There was not much time left in front of him, and Fang You was more or less anxious. He knew that it was useless to be anxious, and he could keep his peace of mind, but he still wanted to go faster, and faster.
It's a pity that he can't move faster.
Fang You somewhat understands why the Moon Lord, Lord of the Stars and other ancient beings have been lying flat for tens of thousands of years - no one can bear this after practicing for tens of hundreds of years and not being able to move forward.
"If the roots of the tenth realm are divided into smaller levels, the newcomer is one, the ghost-faced god is two, the mother of nature is three, the lord of billions of radiance is four, and the former moon lord is five, then, now I'm probably at level eight, and the full level is level ten."
Of course, the maximum level is only the maximum level of Power of Thunder.
The power possessed by one series at full level is not enough to fight against the evil god.
He needs to wield more power.
…
In the strange world, outside the oasis city wall, there is a completely dead oasis.
The thin figure walked here, walking among countless monsters with huge bodies and ferocious faces. These monsters were unaware of it, as if in the eyes of the monsters, this slender and weak human girl was one of their kind. .
No, she was their superior. When An Jianyou revealed her figure, the evil force formed entirely by the condensed filthy power actually aroused fear.
Because her dirty power is superior to evil!
An Jianyou's own pollution level is zero, but her eyes with a faint blue brilliance contain an incomparably majestic world, with gray mist floating in it, turbulent like a river and sea.
"Core Skill: Nether Messenger (Red·Three Stars)"
She once used her own strength to push the skill of 'Netherworld Messenger' from the legendary level to the god-demon level, creating a path for skill upgrade. A few years later, with the help of her mentor and her own struggle, she has even improved this skill. Skills, pushed to a very advanced level.
Perhaps, promotion is not too far away!
With just one look, she can leave a mark on the body of a high-ranking evil figure and enslave him.
The Netherworld in her body is even more unable to grow. It is constantly absorbing the gray fog and filth from the outside world, and evil spirits are born in the Netherworld.
"Hoo~ho~!"
With Anjianyou as the center, the area within hundreds of kilometers has turned into pitch black, with no ray of light showing through.
From the dark and netherworld, invisible attraction spreads out.
In an instant, the surrounding gray fog continued to pour into the nether world as if it was being pulled by something.
In the blink of an eye, the gray fog surrounding the area thousands of miles away became visibly thinner.
High-level attacks can temporarily remove the gray fog, but the essence of gray fog is mystery and filth. They will always exist and the total amount will not decrease.
High-level attacks are just like combing the middle part of a comb, briefly pushing aside the gray mist.
An Jianyou's absorption actually reduced the total amount of gray fog.
"roar!"
Throughout the entire area, the sea of gray mist surged violently, like a living giant beast roaring in anger.
One after another, high-ranking evil figures emerged from the fog, and hundreds of millions of evil figures around her also surged towards An Jianyou, as if she had committed some big taboo.
Bang--
The next moment, tens of thousands of meters long giant palms stretched out from the netherworld, grabbed the high-ranking Guixie, and crushed it on the spot.
The rest of the evil spirits were devoured the moment they stepped into the netherworld within a few hundred miles, and no bones remained.
With An Jianyou's current strength, as long as she does not step into the middle world, she can almost run amok. Even if she is ambushed by the evil god's camp, she can still rely on the ability of the Netherworld Eye to leave easily.
However, she still frowned slightly.
She can ignore the evil spirits, the evil god attendants, and the scrollers, as long as she is careful, they are not difficult to deal with, but the alarm bells are still ringing in her heart, there is a big crisis coming!
That’s the gray mist that ‘gradually comes to life’!
Her intuition told her that she couldn't resist this forcefully, as the essence of the gray mist was inextricably linked to the evil god.
"Xiaohong, Xiaobai, let's go."
An Jianyou recalled the two evil babies who were silently guarding her surroundings to protect her safety. Her thin body sank into the terrifyingly dark netherworld, and then the entire pitch-black land shrank and disappeared.
A moment later, An Jianyou appeared in another place several regions away.
She looked into the distance, and the scenes of dozens of large areas were reflected in her faint eyes.
She frowned again.
The gray mist was still surging violently, and the great terror within it was like a huge wave, spreading towards her, pursuing her.
She did not dare to return to the oasis city wall, for fear that the huge waves would cause damage to the city wall, so she could only continue to travel through the great realm and the inter-realm land, until she ran out of the treacherous world and stood deep in the starry sky, finally getting rid of this great terror
of lock.
But when An Jianyou returned to the treacherous world and chose a large area to absorb the gray mist, he was quickly targeted by the great terror.
She couldn't absorb much gray mist, so she had to retreat.
One month, two months, three months...
"No, this method is too inefficient. It is impossible to push the skill beyond the limit before the catastrophe comes."
"Do you want to go back to practice authority?"
An Jianyou shook his head again.
Her understanding ranks high among everyone, and her speed in understanding the laws is not slow. However, under her own combat system, the impact of laws and authority on combat power is not that great.
If she wants to climb to the top, she must take more authority. This is the right path and the only way to the end.
But there’s no time!
Now she needs more fighting power. Even if it is a demonic way, even if... it has to be merged with the evil and it becomes very scary, she, she will not back down.
Only by mastering stronger power can she help her mentor and fight against the catastrophe.
And absorbing fog is not enough!
An Jianyou stood on the dead, desolate land, lowered his head, stared at his toes, and made a decision.
"Since it's too slow to absorb the gray mist, then... let's devour the entire domain."
"This large area is completely dead and silent. It is full of evil, filthy things, and the source of disaster. If it can be swallowed up, it will be enough to help the Nether World advance."
"However, I can't swallow it bit by bit, I have to... I have to swallow it all at once!"
She slowly clenched her fists.
His chest rose and fell slightly, and with each exhalation and inhalation, An Jianyou closed his eyes for a while and then slowly opened them.
The blackness like ink began to spread again.
This time, it has spread hundreds of miles away and has not stopped, continuing to spread outwards.
Thousands of miles, tens of thousands of miles, tens of thousands of miles.
An Jianyou's underworld is almost this big, and this is just an insignificant corner of a large domain.
Not enough.
If a small shrimp wants to swallow a big shark, he must have enough patience and will.
The underworld is still spreading, but the speed is gradually slowing down.
In the center of the dark earth, the black-haired girl sat down with her legs curled up. She closed her eyes and used all her strength to spread the nether world. Beside her, there were several red and white evil figures guarding her.
In a large area where there are many evil spirits and no human beings.
…
Along the vast, endless river of time, a figure walked.
He was dressed in black, wearing a black mask, and exuded an icy aura.
"A place of time that connects the present, past, and future."
"Countless heroes."
There are countless branches going down, but with his current time, authority and strength, he can't see clearly.
Going up, there is only one source, but there is a heavy pressure rushing towards you, making you suffocating.
Heidao's expression did not change. He lifted his foot against the oncoming pressure and slowly lowered it.
One step, two steps, three steps.
He walked slowly but unswervingly upstream.
He did not step into the river of time, but just walked along the river bank, staring at the turbulent river surface without moving away for a moment.
"First place."
The vast projection of the Immortal Legion emerged from the distant sky. The black knife backed the legion and gathered the power of all the heroic spirits to salvage a phantom from the edge of the river.
This is not a true resurrection.
Black Knife doesn't dare to step into the river of time, how can he dare to tamper with the timeline and resurrect a certain figure in history.
The phantoms he salvaged were not even remnant souls, but merely the marks left by some great figures in historical time and space.
Marks have no power, but in the Immortal Legion, marks have infinite possibilities.
The mark submerged into the immortal legion in the sky, and vaguely transformed into a human figure. He wore a crown and exuded majesty in his movements.
Black Knife continued to go up the river, stopping and going, occasionally salvaging one mark after another.
He stopped from time to time, letting out a low gasp from under his mask, but after taking a short break, Black Knife continued to move forward.
No, there is no break.
Under the pressure of time, his body will become tired and stressed. Sometimes he needs to relax for a while, so Black Knife will close his eyes and meditate on the rules, or rehearse the formation of a simulated legion in his mind.
Of course it is impossible to rest. There is no such word in Black Knife's dictionary.
He tore it off.
For a moment, he continued walking and salvaging, repeating the same actions in this special place where there was no sunrise or sunset, like a tired puppet.
It's like time is stuck in reincarnation, unchanged.
Only, the projection of the immortal legion hanging high in the sky gradually filled up.
That is the power gathered by heroes from the past, one era after another. They will continue to leave their own legends in this era.
At the same time, Blue Star.
The great blue star rotates around the edge of the strange world, spreading the vast power of the world.
It is already the most dazzling world outside the mysterious world.
The vast wall of the world seems to stretch endlessly, exuding a power that makes even the ancients awe.
In Blue Star, more and more cities are being built, and traces of non-human beings can even be seen on some new continents.
A pair of eyes overlooking everything inside the Blue Star, gentle and gratifying, but also curious, curious about everything.
She is everywhere.
She is great and ethereal.
Vast consciousness floated in the sky above the Blue Star, and finally gathered into a human figure in front of Fang You.
"Blue Star's matter..."
"Oasis...the great will sleeping in the mysterious world..."
"Leave it to me~"
The figure dispersed with a bang, but it was still everywhere, like a ball of air or a cat, rubbing his shoulder affectionately.
Fang You looked at the Blue Star, then at An Jianyou, Heidao and others, and finally cast his sights on the river of time.
"There's still a little time left, so I should do my thing."
He summoned the Time Pavilion, steered the small boat, plunged into the vast river of time, and sailed rapidly upstream.
Hua Hua——
Hua Hua——
In the river of time, time has lost its meaning.
There is no sun and moon here, no spring and autumn, and the surrounding scenery is the same waves.
However, as it continued to swim upstream, the already rapid river became more and more turbulent, containing great murderous intent, causing the Time Pavilion to occasionally sway.
He has entered and exited the river of time many times, traveled to multiple time and space nodes, and left behind a vague legend.
He is very familiar with this place.
But it's not that familiar either.
At least, he has never reached such an upstream position.
He didn't want to find the end of the river of time. He didn't have enough strength. He just wanted to trace back to find the moment when the evil god came.
There are many questions that can only be answered by seeing them with your own eyes.
He controlled the Time Pavilion and shuttled resolutely against the waves.
It seemed as if he had been going against the current for hundreds, thousands, or tens of thousands of years. Unconsciously, his temples turned slightly gray, filled with the vicissitudes of time.
Buzz——
Fang You was shocked.
The surging waves of time suddenly disappeared.
The river of time has become strangely calm.
"No, no, it's not calm!"
He widened his eyes and stared into the distance, feeling an unstoppable wave in his heart.
The vast, great, and endless river of time was actually before his eyes...
Broken!
The history further away is still flowing. It was the real era of gods before the evil god came.
And under his feet is the beginning of the mysterious world after the arrival of the evil god.
What about the middle?
What about that history that countless ancients cannot explain clearly?