Chapter 7283: Eight wild gods
Hush!
Storms, turbulence, heat waves!
At this time, Ye Wuque was wrapped up like a stormy sea, enveloping him and moving forward!
After stepping into the flame crack, Ye Wuque immediately felt as if he had jumped into a huge sauce vat, unable to move easily.
At the same time, endless waves were set off around, and many natural phenomena appeared!
Fortunately, Ye Wuque's physical strength is strong and he can resist.
The only thing that is certain is that he seems to have entered an incomparably bright circle of light and is moving straight forward.
Ye Wuque, who had been teleported too many times, was not flustered or anxious, and he didn't have any intention of resisting, so he just went with the flow.
"This doesn't seem to be a simple transmission channel, it's more like a big teleportation?"
Ye Wuque, who was analyzing, suddenly moved his eyes slightly.
It was because he discovered that in the Brilliant Passage, while there were continuous storms blowing from the opposite side, there were also many kinds of...garbage blowing in at the same time?
"Just before stepping into the flame crack, the dust and garbage have already emerged from it. Now, it seems that it was blown from the end?"
After careful observation, Ye Wuque found that the garbage was all-encompassing, almost everything.
The main body seems to be formed by accumulation of various dust and gravel, but there are many things that can be distinguished instantly appear in it from time to time.
For example, tattered and incomplete battle armor.
For example, a floating warship riddled with holes.
For example, various weapons that are broken and broken.
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You can even see some shriveled and weathered corpses, debris from collapsed buildings, dry dead wood...
The various types of these garbage alone are enough to open the eyes!
They come with the wind, fluttering, seeming to follow one direction, scattered and mixed into the wilderness where Ye Wuque walked out, with an inexplicable broken beauty.
"Dancing with garbage is also a rare experience..."
Ye Wuque smiled faintly.
But what is more in his heart at the moment is a kind of excitement and anticipation!
After all, he is now leaving the "Eight Wilds" and going to a new and unpredictable place.
Because of the unknown, so look forward to, because of the unknown, so exciting.
"After I completely leave the Eight Desolations, the guidance of the Great Teleportation Coordinates left to me by the Tianling Clan should be fully activated and start to guide the way."
After some thinking, Ye Wuque completely relaxed.
Time began to pass slowly.
All kinds of evil natural forces kept surging, making Ye Wuque keep moving forward.
Only the flying garbage has been intermittent and never stops.
In the blink of an eye, seven or eight days passed.
But Ye Wuque was still in the moving channel, it seemed that there would never be an end ahead, and he didn't know where he was going.
The only thing that is certain is that the speed of the teleportation is extremely fast, even so fast that it is unimaginable!
"It seems that the road out of the Eight Desolation is longer and farther than imagined!"
In the blink of an eye, another few days passed.
Ye Wuque had even gotten used to it, he was just silently polishing his cultivation, and remained motionless.
until a certain moment!
Rumble!
There was a sudden roar in front of him, as if something had been smashed.
Ye Wuque immediately opened his eyes and looked forward!
Vaguely, he seemed to see a huge light source lying there, extremely dazzling!
The **** that blows in comes from that huge light source! ωωw.ΚAЙδhυ㈤.net
Soon, Ye Wuque came to the huge light source, and he was sent in before he even had time to take a look at the whole person.
The next moment, Ye Wuque only felt dizzy, with the sound of wind whistling and **** surging in his ears, and he couldn't see anything clearly. Suddenly, he felt countless voids, countless realms, and countless stars shining in front of his eyes, and went away in an instant! www.KaИδHU5.net
I don't know how long it has been.
Ye Wuque opened his eyes suddenly, his whole body tensed up slightly, followed by a slight froze.
He has regained his freedom at this moment, standing under an extremely ancient starry sky!
The ground under his feet is solid ground, and looking around, it seems to be a desolate and ancient...top of a mountain?
A lone peak towering under the eternal starry sky!
Weird and unpredictable.
The gangster whistling, hunting with the wind.
It was a strange place, dead and quiet, and Ye Wuque couldn't even tell the difference between the south, the south, and the north, except for the **** blown by the strong wind, which stretched for nine days.
But at this moment, Ye Wuque's attention has been attracted by the place ahead!
There, an extremely ancient... altar seems to appear vaguely.
Holding his breath and concentrating, Ye Wuque immediately walked up, and at the same time, the power of the False God shone all over to investigate everything.
As Ye Wuque stepped forward, footprints suddenly appeared one by one in the thick dust on the ground!
When Ye Wuque approached, he finally saw clearly what the ancient altar looked like.
It presents eight colors, which seem to be composed of eight different colors, but under the scouring of the years, it has already become mottled and vicissitudes.
The eight-color altar was covered with dust, and it seemed that there was nothing special about it.
With a thought in Ye Wuque's mind, a gust of wind suddenly came and blew away all the dust on the Bacai altar!
In an instant, a round pit appeared on the altar, and there was nothing else.
Ye Wuque glanced at it, not in a hurry to do anything, but contemplative in his eyes.
The power of the False God has already spread to the end, everywhere.
It can be confirmed that on the entire lonely peak, he is the only living creature, and the rest are dead.
And farther away, the power of the False God can't get through. The eternal starry sky is vast and endless, but it seems to block everything!
There is only **** floating in the wind above the head!
the most important is!
Ye Wuque tried to activate the moving coordinates left to him by the Tianling clan in his arm again, but there was still no response in a mess.
"Here, it seems more like a transfer station for going out of the wilderness?"
Ye Wuque, who had realized something, turned his gaze back to the eight-color altar that was close to Chichi.
The eight-color altar is ancient and vicissitudes, it looks simple and heavy, and it has gone through a long time. Apart from this, there is no magical enemy.
"This round pit seems to be able to accommodate a palm..."
After Ye Wuque checked repeatedly to make sure that the round pit was not dangerous, he slowly stretched out his right hand and put it in the round pit.
Buzz buzz!
In the next moment, the dead silent eight-color altar suddenly trembled slowly, as if responding, and directly shone with eight kinds of brilliance, complementing each other.
The entire mountaintop was immediately intertwined with colorful lights and became magnificent!
Ye Wuque could feel that an ancient and warm wave seemed to sweep across his palm in the round pit!
The brilliance of the eight-color altar became more and more intense!
After reaching an acme, the eight overflowing radiances blended together and fell down, as if condensed into a paintbrush, writing handwriting right in front of the round pit.
"Detect..."
"Race: Human Race..."
"Having a title..."
"Heavenly Dao God!"
"Mechanism...runs...activates...starts..."
"Get a spot..."
"Eligible to participate in the ultimate trial of the Eight Desolation... to determine the strongest..."
"The winner...be the most..."
"Crown the strongest ultimate title..."
"Eight Desolate Dao Gods!"
