Thanks to the spread of the word by Wang Zhong and the other seven disciples, the erosion of the world is rapidly intensifying, and as a direct beneficiary, Wu Chong is becoming stronger almost every moment.
This process lasted for half a year.
In half a year, Wu Chong's world erosion rate has risen to 69%, and it will reach 70% if it goes further. Seventy percent in the realm of consciousness cultivation is considered to be in the later stage. What Wu Chong created
The side sects' will also become righteous under this power and become the second avenue besides consciousness cultivation. He, an outsider, can also use this power to go one step further and go directly to the origin of the world to compete with the silhouette for control of the world.
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"We should take action soon, how will we do it?"
Wu Chong raised his head and looked at the dim sky outside, feeling drowsy.
The outside world is still changing, and the four major innate families in the outer world are also searching for possible 'gods'. The conflicts between the court and the aristocratic families are becoming more and more intense. Because Wu Chong is Lingzhu Jun's husband, there is no one.
To cause trouble for him.
The other side of the world is even more chaotic. Wang Zhong and the other seven are now well-known in the other world. Each one of them is a leader of a cult and is the target of the four major innate families. However, these things are not
It was far away from Wu Chong, and he didn't pay much attention to it.
He has lived quite comfortably in the past six months.
But this comfort was about to end, because he felt that he was about to break through, and the erosion was intensifying again, which would affect Silhouette's core interests.
Wu Chong raised his hand and picked up a grape.
The hand holding the grape suddenly froze, and the world seemed to have stopped. The colors were receding, and black and white began to slowly emerge.
"come yet."
Wu Chong, who was sitting on the recliner, found that he could no longer move his hands, and his consciousness also followed him. Darkness came, and all the scenes in the yard were moving away from him. The guards standing outside did not know when.
He disappeared, and even Nian Hong, who was sent by Lord Lingzhu to protect him, did not notice the movement here.
The strange distortion came again, and his half-asleep consciousness gave him the illusion of a hangover. He was top-heavy and couldn't even stand.
What method is this?
An idea flashed in Wu Chong's mind.
A trace of delusional power surged into his mind, reshaping his consciousness.
When he stood firm again, Wu Chong found that he was still in the courtyard, and the color had returned to normal. The difference was that it was covered with a layer of gray. He looked out along the door of the courtyard. The guards were still guarding outside faithfully.
He also saw Nian Hong, who was reading the news with a solemn face. The vendors on the street further away were also frozen there, and the spittle flying out of the quarrelsome aunt was hanging in the air.
The world suddenly became quiet.
Silence.
picturesque!
Wu Chong stood up and wanted to walk out, but as soon as he moved, he felt the oppression of the world and could not move. He was like a bug trapped in amber. Reshaping his consciousness could only restore his sense of balance.
Normally, external forces still exist.
Peng!
Suddenly a huge force hit his chest hard.
Wu Chong only felt a tightness in his chest, as if someone had hit him with a sledgehammer. It was a bit tight. The pain was not transmitted, and even his consciousness was frozen.
In such a frozen world, how did the other party take action?
There was a crisp sound, and Wu Chong felt that his chest collapsed, and most of the bones inside were broken.
"The logic of one-way dismantling? Or regional time division?"
Wu Chong used his own realm to guess this method. Before he could get the result, the second hammer wheel came over.
This time, it hit the left side of his head directly. His head was flattened by the huge force, and his head was buzzing. Blood overflowed from his ears, nose, mouth, and eyes, and the strange distortion appeared again. Wu Chong used his arbitrarily
The worldview that Tao reshaped was once again shattered.
The world in his eyes turned into a slurry lake again, with gray, white and black vortexes twisting and turning, as if they were going to mess up the world.
"The world is criss-crossed."
A strange voice appeared in Wu Chong's mind.
It was the sound of the silhouette before, but it was a little different. From its body, Wu Chong felt several other auras that he had never been exposed to before. Each of these auras was very strong, like a puppet standing in the shadow.
Wu Chong shook his head hard. Although he couldn't move, he still wanted to try.
The power of delusion emerged again, and vision was restored.
The distortion disappeared, and he finally saw clearly who the guy who attacked him was.
The five black silhouettes are just like the murderers in cartoons, with only a dark outline and no other features on their bodies.
One of these five pitch-black silhouettes was someone Wu Chong had come into contact with, and the remaining four were completely unfamiliar to him.
Another world lord?
Yes, World Lords do not exist independently, they also have their own friends.
Wu Chong thought about the giant snake. What would he do if the world of the giant snake was attacked? He would definitely call on his friends and find foreign aid to help him. These four strange silhouettes were the world masters who came to help. Wu Chong
The reason why he could guess it was because he sensed the dangerous aura that he had touched from these four people.
He is the world master of the other four ‘flower fat worlds’.
Before he became an immortal, he had seen several dangerous worlds in succession. The auras of these guys in front of him were exactly the same as the dangerous worlds in his memory.
At this time, the silhouette attacking him raised his hand again.
Wu Chong saw his weapon clearly.
A huge stone hammer, the color of the hammer is pure white, with some gray veins on it, which seem to be carved on it, representing some unknown meaning.
"Didn't you eat?"
Wu Chong's voice passed through.
Although he was frozen, the power of delusion was not trapped, and they could not trap the power of delusion.
The silhouette heard the sound and became angry.
He didn't expect that this man would dare to mock him when he was about to die. After killing him this time, he would melt his body into ashes and bury him at the bottom of the world so that he would never be able to stand up again!
The hand holding the stone hammer in the silhouette swells, and the arm seems to melt into the stone hammer. The black arm and the white stone hammer mix together, forming a strange gray.
This gray color is very similar to the distorted world.
Looking at the giant hammer getting closer and closer to the door, and the flowing gray color, Wu Chong suddenly understood.
"I see."
He understood the principle of how the opponent freezes the world. Once he figured it out, the delusion immediately assimilated, turning him into an existence exactly like the five silhouettes opposite him.
The constraints of the world that held him in place disappeared.
Wu Chong raised his arm and spread his fingers. The power of Wang Dao instantly poured into his right hand, and he grabbed the stone hammer that the silhouette hit.
very light.
The expected inertia did not appear. In other words, in this space, there is no such thing as inertia at all. The surface of the stone hammer is very smooth, and the material is soft, like foam. It is hard to imagine that he was so heavy before.
The injury was caused by this kind of hammer.
"Twisted logic, strange hammer."
A thought flashed through Wu Chong's mind.
"impossible!
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The silhouette opposite did not expect Wu Chong to react so quickly. In his angry roar, the world constructed by consciousness shattered like a glass mirror. Diamond-shaped fragments were scattered everywhere.