Chapter 2450: Universe
Creator, Xiaotiandao.
Emperor Wanyu, the leader of the dark alliance.
The recognized leader of the Epoch Alliance.
The man who destroyed the central emperor.
Who am I?
Consciousness becomes very shallow, very weak.
It is difficult to concentrate.
He couldn't even remember who he was, and all his memories became blurred.
Can only vaguely see the sneer of the first son of Chaos.
And gradually transparent itself.
No umbrella, meaning of nothingness, extraordinary twin, the first son of chaos.
Meng Fan has traveled through the heavens and worlds for many years and has seen too many secrets. He has even devoured half of the classics of the Hundred Saints Academy of the Purple Light Empire. Thing.
It can be said that in today's great universe, as long as anything appears, it is impossible for Meng Fan to be ignorant. He will always find some clues.
He was wrong.
Some of the gods turned into the source of the heavens created the nihility of the most terrifying gap between the heavens and the earth, as well as the extraordinary twins who have never heard of time.
He knew nothing of these three powers.
Not to mention the Great Emperor Chaos, even in front of the first son of Chaos, he seemed so ignorant, and even without the strength to fight back, he was thrown into nothingness.
When the divine soul began to thin, but his consciousness began to dissipate, when his physical body became thin, and even the whole person turned into a shadow, he suddenly discovered that death was so close to himself.
Whether it is fighting against the Central Emperor, or forming the Epoch Alliance, and deciding to fight against the Chaos Emperor, no matter how many times he escapes from the dead and fights back in the Jedi, in the bottom of Meng Fan's heart, there is always an idea, that is, the belief in victory, immortality. belief.
He was forced to death again and again, and jumped out again and again, so that he gradually had an invincible heart.
Vaguely, he didn't believe that there was really some power in the prehistoric universe that could obliterate himself.
But at this moment...
Does the shadow exist?
If it exists, why can't it be touched, why is there no thickness.
If it does not exist, why is there the word "shadow", and why, everything has a shadow.
This is nothingness.
Meng Fan has gradually become nothingness.
Until the end, the darkness before his eyes disappeared.
The memory is gone.
He knows that this is nothingness, complete nothingness, and he has disappeared from the great famine of the universe.
Even the rise and explosion, even the strength of the best effort can not be displayed.
What was even more frightening was that he couldn't remember the appearance of his sister, the appearance of the empress, Gu Xin'er, Ling Daiyou, Linglong, etc.
Finally, he couldn't even remember these people.
In nothingness, he lost everything.
It's also time for judgment.
I don't know how long it has passed, maybe it's just a few moments of breathing, maybe tens of thousands of years have passed.
He suddenly realized a problem.
Yes, everything about him disappeared, completely disappearing into nothingness, but there is one thing that still exists.
That's him! he himself!
He knew that he was still there, because he was still thinking, although this thinking was very weak, and although his soul was only one in ten million or less left, he knew that he was still alive!
So he began to struggle.
Constantly struggling.
It seems that a long time has passed, maybe a few days, maybe years, maybe decades.
Without being able to determine the time, he did not let the last thought dissipate.
Continue to struggle.
He suddenly had vision.
No, it's not vision, he doesn't have eyes, it's just what he feels.
He "saw" a star, which was a very old and very small star. It seemed that he had stepped into this star at a certain time and a certain year.
The stars are fleeting.
He saw a sea again, a sea that was boundless, wider than a vast world.
It was another flash.
After that, in a short period of time, he saw many influences, including a prosperous empire, hard-trained monks, a **** king who was obliterated by the catastrophe of heaven, an ant slowly climbing, and one The little girl who seems to have known each other is standing in a field of flowers and practicing hard, beside a natural god, she will teach her martial arts...
Each picture only exists for a very short moment, maybe even less than one percent of Sumi.
One after another, flashing constantly.
Then he saw something he had never seen before.
He saw a world, a very weird world. In this world, the vitality is very thin, there is almost no, and there is no monk at all. Here, the little creatures are the little creatures, and it is impossible to step into the martial arts and become the demon of wisdom. On the contrary, it is the human race, very prosperous, and dominates all living beings, but because there is no vitality and cannot be cultivated, the human race’s life span, that is, decades, at most a hundred years, is already a long-lived person.
However, although there is no vitality, in this world, the human race has not fallen, there are several billions, and the humanity is extremely prosperous. The human race cannot become a monk, but it creates a huge iron bird that can fly into the air, and even Able to create a gold and iron ark, and send some people out of their world to another world.
Can't use various magical instruments, but use things like lightning, flames, etc., to create one after another very strange things, very similar to magical instruments.
Some magical instruments can also allow two mortals to talk in a remote place isolated from each other.
and many more.
This picture suddenly disappeared.
He saw another world.
In this world, there is vitality, but it is a little thin. The creatures here use various magical instruments to help themselves absorb vitality and use vitality. In this world, because the vitality is thin, the martial arts development is not prosperous, but the creatures here are very good at using various magic weapons. Almost all creatures will have something to help them make better use of vitality. Magical artifacts, most of the magical artifacts, are a small stick held in your hand, and the seals formed by various movements control vitality and perform Taoism.
Flashing past again.
Such a strange world, I don't know how many of them have appeared repeatedly.
Tens of thousands.
Bizarre.
And his thoughts gradually awakened.
He suddenly knew his name.
His name is Meng Fan.
Then, remembered something.
Every moment, he was more sober and more real.
His body appeared.
It is not a physical body, but a completely transparent body formed by the gathering of masses of consciousness and thoughts.
It is the soul.
It is the soul.
Is spirit.
It is thought.
Suddenly, the world in front of Meng Fan no longer changed, but completely consolidated.
He arrived in a world full of silver-gray scents.
It's very cold here.
There are many caves, many dilapidated ruins, and a dead silence.
But at the moment he appeared, the otherwise deadly world suddenly flashed a pair of eyes, staring straight at him, breathing slightly, full of greed.
