Chapter 203 A dream for a thousand years, the supreme true immortal
Wang Tao sank in the pool of blood. A feeling of suffocation came over him. He wanted to grab something and suddenly felt a lump of slippery stuff go straight into his mouth.
Wang Tao was exhausted and unable to stop it, and a black fish got into his belly.
Suddenly, he felt a severe pain in his head, his surroundings slowly turned dark, and his consciousness slowly fell silent.
Am I going to die?
Did you die like this? Did you die like this without doing anything?
So unwilling!
Thinking like this, his consciousness completely fell silent.
dark!
Endless darkness.
Wang Tao seemed to have been in the endless darkness for countless years. He suddenly opened his eyes.
He found himself suspended in the mid-air, helpless, surrounded by strange and colorful lights.
No day, no night, no top, no bottom.
There is no sound, only light and shadow.
He ran until he was exhausted.
He shouted, his voice drifting away.
The light and shadow remain the same, the dilemma remains the same, as if this world has nothing to do with him.
No hunger, no pain.
what happened?
Am I dead? What kind of world is this?
Wang Tao sat meditating for a long time, but found nothing.
Loneliness annoys people, solitude annoys people.
Checking the whole body, the state of the late stage of Qi training and the surging true energy are still there, and the jade slip is still with him.
Since I can't understand my situation, I simply don't think about it.
I'll make peace with what I've got, nothingness can't kill me, it can only make me stronger inside.
Wang Tao made up his mind and began to look at himself.
Yes! I still have books? Can I still practice?
His mind sinking into the jade slips, Wang Tao read the book day and night.
There seems to be no time and no space here.
Wang Tao has read tens of thousands of precious materials twice, and it has been several decades.
After reading the book, Wang Tao began to practice, his true energy stirred up, and the surrounding situation changed.
Fortunately, there is still vitality here, which is pretty good news.
Late Qi Condensation, peak Qi Condensation, early Dan Dan, middle Dan Dan, late Dan Dan, peak Dan Dan... The next step is to break through the Yuan Dan.
Day and night, no top and no bottom, he practiced for hundreds of years and reached the peak of Pidan.
Hiss! Have you encountered a bottleneck?
Wang Tao put down his spiritual practice and started practicing swordsmanship.
The first form of Xuanhuang Kendo: Ten Years of Cold Night.
The second form of Xuanhuang Swordsmanship: Frozen for Thousands of Miles.
The third form of Xuanhuang Kendo: Heaven and earth spring together.
The fourth form of Xuanhuang Kendo: Yin and Yang dilemma.
The fifth form of Xuanhuang Swordsmanship: Life and Creation.
The sixth form of Xuanhuang Kendo......
Xuanhuang Kendo also encountered a bottleneck.
A bottleneck in martial arts training and a bottleneck in swordsmanship, Wang Tao sat idle for decades and entered the jade slip again.
No day, no night, no top, no bottom.
No time, no space.
In the nothingness, Wang Tao struggled against the deathly silence and nothingness that buried people.
There is no use in thinking too much, only emptiness.
The void of time and space is always extremely difficult, and everything seems to have passed thousands of years ago.
The books on Jade Slips have been memorized, the ninth form of Xuanhuang Sword Technique, Wanxiang Guiwu, has been mastered, and Wang Tao's realm has reached the peak of Jie Ying.
He also practiced some powerful martial arts and powerful body training techniques.
The nothingness continues, the dead silence continues, Wang Tao has reached his current strongest level.
He shattered the void thousands of miles away with one punch, and the light and shadow around him swayed, and then returned to the original state.
A sword slashed out thousands of miles of hills and valleys, like a long black river, and the surrounding light and shadow flowed, and after a while it was just like before.
Tired to the point of exhaustion and roaring until the throat is dry, it is of no avail.
This torturous world is like a dead zone, and Wang Tao feels like he is in prison.
It's still the kind that lasts forever.
He was depressed, a serious kind of depression.
It seems like hundreds of years have passed.
Wang Tao has become a sculpture, his thoughts are wandering and stagnant.
"woo woo woo woo."
Wang Tao suddenly burst into tears.
"What the hell is this place? There is no day or night, no top, no bottom. What is the use of my cultivation?"
"Woooooo. If I have to live like this forever, I would rather die."
"die!"
Wang Tao's spirit completely collapsed. He felt that he had had enough of this murderous nothingness.
After all, humans are social animals. Throw humans into nothingness and the gods will collapse.
The thought of death came together, and no matter how hard it was to suppress, his already depressed mood became even more desperate.
Instead of waiting endlessly in nothingness, it is better to take the initiative to end it all.
With Wang Tao thinking like this, he used his true energy to transform into a giant sword and slashed hard into the void.
Before the giant sword could fall, he took off all his defenses and rushed under the sword.
Close your eyes and smile.
It's over! It's all over.
I no longer have to endure this dead silence.
The giant sword instantly crushed his body, and he seemed to see himself annihilated in the void with his own eyes, and a pair of black eyes in the void quickly dimmed.
"It hurts. Hahaha, it hurts."
Wang Tao felt such pain for the first time.
His world began to become dark again, but the pain remained. The pain seemed to come from behind the ear, as if it was being eaten by something.
Wang Tao opened his eyes suddenly, opening them a crack, and light suddenly shot into his eyes. When he saw the scenery around him, tears suddenly filled his face.
He was lying beside a pool of blood in the stone hall, surrounded by a mess, as if a typhoon had passed through.
He raised his head and looked at the blood pool. There was a huge blood cocoon in the blood pool, exuding a chilling aura.
"Buzz, buzz."
Piao Hong flew over excitedly and landed on his nose to take credit.
"Hahaha, it turned out to be just a dream? Wuwuwuwu."
Wang Tao cried and laughed like a psycho.
"Is it possible that I am dreaming now, and when I wake up, I will return to the dead silence of nothingness?"
"Hahaha. Who cares!"
"Who wakes up first from a big dream? I know it all my life. I sleep enough in the spring in the thatched cottage, and the sun goes late outside the window."
Wang Tao murmured to himself and stood up.
Evil and justice have nothing to do with me, the dreamer.
Wang Tao stood up and walked slowly towards the stone hall.
"Huh! You want to leave now?"
A cold voice sounded in the stone hall, and a bloody light curtain flew out from the blood cocoon and flew over to seal the stone door.
"Hehe, blood poison magic, Nirvana into a cocoon and butterfly, speaking of which, I would like to thank you, otherwise I might not be able to become a god of war in my life. It's just a pity that you ate my empty fish like a fool. Now you can die."
The blood cocoon glowed brightly, and Li Tiankui's voice came from inside.
A hole opened in the blood cocoon, and a blood arrow shot towards Wang Tao.
Wang Tao was stunned for a moment, and turned back to look at the flying blood arrow with an expressionless face.
He was mentally disturbed and anxious to see the sky outside. He had no time to waste here.
"Go away."
The sound of thunder was like thunder punishing the world, the blood arrows instantly disintegrated, and the blood shields that blocked the road were scattered all over the place.
The blood cocoon received most of Wang Tao's will, shook violently a few times, and turned into powder with a pop. The quasi-god-level Li Tiankui inside was shattered into pieces before he could even scream.
Wang Tao ran out quickly along the Shimen passage in despair, not wanting to pay attention to what was happening behind him.
When he came to the valley outside, the east was already whitening. He jumped up to the peak, looked at the rising red sun and cried loudly.
"This is not a dream! This is reality! I, Wang Tao, am back."
Wang Tao sat blankly on the mountain peak, thinking wildly, and did not move for a whole month.