Hearing the drunkard's words, Wang Baole's eyes were deep and he didn't answer. He looked calmly at the dissipating drunken man and the world in front of him, until after a few breaths, the entire city was like a broken bubble, collapsing and turning into nothingness.
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And at the same time as it dissipated, the moment when dreams and reality intertwined, Wang Baole's dream method naturally started to operate. He seized the opportunity of intertwining and closed his eyes.
At the same time, Wang Baole's body, sitting cross-legged and meditating under the overpass in Xiangang Continent, gradually became blurred, as if his existence had become a person in a painting and was being wiped away bit by bit.
As it was wiped away, after completely disappearing, Wang Baole, who existed here in the Yuanyu Daokong, slowly opened his eyes from closing, and his body gradually became flesh and blood, until his eyes were completely opened and closed.
moment...
He is no longer in the dream.
What I saw in front of me... was a strange world!
The sky here is as red as fire and smeared with blood, giving people an indescribable sense of evil.
As for the earth, it is completely barren, with no grass growing, and it is difficult to see traces of life. Even the ruins are within sight, and there is no trace.
It's as if this is a forbidden area of life.
Desolation and depletion seem to be the main themes here. Even the wind blowing gives people a rough feeling and falls on the body, making Wang Baole feel as if he is being dissipated.
"The wind here... contains special rules, and it seems to be sucking my life away." Wang Baole felt it silently, then looked around again, and then his spiritual thoughts suddenly dispersed, rumbling in all directions.
He wanted to see what kind of area this was, but it was obvious that there was suppression in this universe, and even with Wang Baole's cultivation, he could only partially disperse it.
Although it is only part of it, it is vast enough, comparable to the size of the entire stone monument world.
Within the scope of his spiritual consciousness, the earth did not change at all. It remained the same, and life did not appear at all from the beginning to the end.
Wang Baole narrowed his eyes, swayed his body, and exploded in speed, galloping towards the distance. After flying for two hours in a row, his brows gradually furrowed.
Because according to what he understood before coming, there are one hundred and eight universes transformed by great power in the Yuan Yu Dao Kong. Logically speaking, he should be in a universe at this moment, but after two hours of galloping, even if
His spiritual thoughts are suppressed here, which is enough to fly across a universe, not to mention that this is just a continent.
But so far, from what I have seen and felt, there has not been any change here, nor has it reached the boundary of the continent. Life here is still extinct.
"There's something wrong. There shouldn't be life here... Otherwise, who were those countless light spots that I saw in my dream before?"
Wang Baole stood under the red sky, looking down at the earth, and after a while he looked up at the sky. Since this continent seemed to have no end, he planned to go to the sky to have a look.
Thinking of this, Wang Baole's body suddenly rose up and rushed towards the red sky, but this sky was actually extremely strange, as if there was no end. No matter how Wang Baole moved forward, even if he went deep into the sky, the surroundings were filled with red light.
Still can't get out completely.
It seemed that the world he was in was infinite, and every location was a difficult place to step out of.
Even in the end, because the red light was too strong, it faintly transformed into a red mist, but he was still trapped in it and could not find a way out.
This made Wang Baole continue to frown, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. After a pause, he raised his right hand, and the Baji Dao exploded in his body. As the power of the five elements circulated, he was about to forcefully break through this world.
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But at this moment, Wang Baole's expression suddenly condensed. There was a fluctuation within the scope of his spiritual thoughts. If his spiritual thoughts were compared to a lake, then the fluctuations at this moment would be like pebbles falling into the lake.
, causing a slight ripple.
Almost at the moment when he noticed this fluctuation, Wang Baole's mind had quickly locked on, and he clearly sensed a figure in the red mist area, speeding at an extremely fast speed.
This figure is quite strange. There is obviously a big gap between his speed and Wang Baole's, but even with Wang Baole's current level of cultivation, he can't see his appearance clearly.
I could only vaguely feel that at the moment of perceiving the past, I seemed to feel that the other person's whole person contained joy. Even when I was perceiving, I was also infected, and happiness emerged in my heart.
Behind this figure, there were two figures that were as vague as each other, and they were chasing after him rapidly. However, these two figures were even more strange than this happy man, because to be precise, they...
It is no longer a complete figure.
In Wang Baole's perception, the bodies of the two pursuers seemed to be between reality and illusion. When they were in reality, they could vaguely recognize their human shapes, but when they were in illusion, they completely disappeared, leaving only two melodies that Wang Baole had never heard before.
, a speed and a slowness, drifted through his mind.
Wang Baole narrowed his eyes, and after observing for a moment, he realized that these three figures were being chased and were about to leave the range of his spiritual thoughts, so a bright light flashed in his eyes, and he took a step forward and suddenly disappeared.
When he appeared, he was among the three figures. His appearance was so sudden that the person being chased was also stunned for a moment, especially the two people who were chasing him.
When we got here, for some reason, with the naked eye, Wang Baole could see clearly the appearance of these three people. The person being chased was a young man, with a pale face and an unattractive appearance. But for some reason, Wang Baole felt a sense of joy in his heart when he saw him.
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The two pursuers were both middle-aged, with cold faces and an indescribable sense of aloofness.
These two seemed to be more fierce. Wang Baole appeared suddenly, but after being stunned for a moment, their speed did not slow down at all. They rushed directly towards Wang Baole. Even as they rushed towards him, the figures of these two were blurred and disappeared. Only two of them disappeared.
The melody became more and more obvious from far to near, coming towards Wang Baole rapidly.
"What kind of magical power do they have?" Wang Baole was curious and turned back to the young man who was being chased and asked.
At the same time as he finished asking, as the music was heard in Wang Baole's ears, his body showed signs of being controlled. There was even a strange force that rose up ferociously in his body, seeming to explode and drown him.
This made Wang Baole very surprised. He suppressed the cultivation of those two melody in his body, which was like a wild beast, like watching a small earthworm, and felt it carefully.
At the same time, the person being chased obviously didn't know what kind of existence Wang Baole was, so his eyes flashed and he sneered in his heart.
"When I meet a singer who listens to Yucheng, I let the music surround me. This person should be an ancient person who has just awakened. It's really stupid. How can I ask such a question when we meet? Only a fool will tell the truth." The young man snorted coldly and looked at him.
It's like looking at a dead person, as if you can foresee that the inexplicable arrival will definitely die in the next moment, so you turn your head and run away quickly.
But just as his body swayed and flew less than ten feet away, the two rays of music behind him... stopped abruptly!
After being stunned for a moment, the young man turned around subconsciously. The moment he saw the scene behind him clearly, his eyes widened suddenly, as if he had seen a ghost.
"you you you……"
At this moment, what he saw in his eyes was Wang Baole, standing there, holding two strands of notes between the fingers of one hand, looking at them curiously, and constantly playing with them.
And those two notes were trembling strongly at this moment, as if they were frightened to the extreme, and they howled in the struggle, causing the rhythm to change.
Just now, these two strands of music crashed into his majestic cultivation with extremely ferocity, and then... they began to tremble, trying to retreat, but obviously it was too late.
"What kind of magical power do they have?" When he noticed that the young man who was being chased had stopped, Wang Baole raised his head and asked again seriously while the two notes were struggling and wailing.
The young man took a breath, struggled and hesitated for a moment, and then spoke obediently.
"Senior, they are monks from Tingyucheng. The exercises they practice are sounds. All the sounds they can hear are the state of their exercises. Those who have practiced to a certain level can transform into music, exist forever, and are immortal.