Beyond Deep Space

After Wang Xuan embarked on the path of old art, he also experienced many hardships, but this time is too special, the pain is not caused by the enemy, but from the inside of the body.

Suddenly, he felt his entire spine heat up, and then his back split open, and he looked back.

In an instant, Wang Xuan's heart sank to the bottom, what was on his back?A bright red bone spur, more than two feet long, sticks out from the spine, pointing at the moon.

A normal human would definitely not grow such a thing, he was going to become a monster!

Then, his clothes were pierced, and red feathers more than a foot long grew on his body, the outside of his arms, and the outside of his thighs!

"What monster am I going to become?" He would never accept such a change.

Wang Xuan kept stretching his body, practicing root techniques, and performing Lao Zhang's physical skills, hoping to suppress the trend of demonization.

"This isn't an entity, it's energy?!" He touched the bone spur on his back, and then touched the red feathers on his body.

Is there any chance of stopping this increasingly violent trend?

With the abnormality of his body, the desire to get close to the depths of the strange world became stronger, like the phototaxis of insects, and he could hardly control this instinct.

Wang Xuan ran wildly and ran around the edge of the darkness, but he found that the so-called foreign land was not big, and it was only a few tens of miles away.

This is about the same distance as he ran around the foggy area in the outside world.

His shoulders were bloody, and two energyized heads grew out, with big fists, and the shape was not very clear. It was unknown what kind of creature's heads would eventually become.

Then, he suffered severe head pain, and actually grew a pair of horns!

"Just die!"

In the end, Wang Xuan decided to head towards the most central area of ​​this strange land.

Even if he controls his instincts and stays in the most marginal area, he is still demonizing and cannot stop this trend.

That being the case, he just went straight in and let it go, there will be a happy result, it's better than cutting the flesh with a blunt knife.

There are several low mountains in the central area, which are bare and block the view.

There is still no sound here, and it is a dead world.

Sure enough, as Wang Xuan approached, he felt more and more like a demon, scales began to appear on his body, and an energized snake tail grew behind him.

Turning over the dwarf mountain, Wang Xuan was in a daze.

The entire Jedi is barren and lifeless, only here is different.

A small lake is blue and glistening, rippling with rich strange energy, there are several lotus plants in it, full of vitality, and there are crystal dewdrops rolling on the green leaves.

In the sky, a bright moon hangs high, and the bright moonlight is like water, falling down, covering the entire small lake with a thin layer of smoke.

It turned out to be a peaceful scene of the lotus pond under the moonlight, completely different from the terrifying and fierce place Wang Xuan imagined.

Also, there is sound here, and he is no longer deaf.

boom!

His body roared, his long red hair soared, spreading to the soles of his feet, and the scales all over his body opened and closed, clanging, trying to transform from energy to reality.

The same goes for the feathers on his body, which are getting more and more real.

On his shoulders, two heads swelled up, and they opened their eyes suddenly, and turned their heads slowly, looking at him, their cold eyes were terrifying.

Wang Xuan's hair stood on end, and the two heads on his shoulders still looked human, but they were so strange, one looked like an ancient man with a bamboo hairpin.

The other head has loose long hair. Although it is a man, it is very unreal, like a handsome head formed by a demon.

Wang Xuan's heart throbbed, two inexplicable heads were added, and he was still staring at him so coldly, it was really uncomfortable.

Wang Xuan lowered his head and saw his own shadow under the moon. For a moment, his scalp tingled. The shadow was a hundred times more terrifying than what he really felt!

The shadow was moving, and there were hundreds of hands, like a group of ghosts reaching for the sky, trying to catch the moon.

Shadowy, the shadow behind it is extremely huge, there are... dozens of huge heads!

They are shaking, with animal heads, bird heads, and demon heads with horns...

Wang Xuan's hair exploded, he lowered his head and didn't move, his shadow was dancing wildly, and all kinds of monster images emerged.

He believes that this is definitely not the effect that can be achieved by eating blood grapes, and has something to do with this fierce land.

What kind of secret path is this?The secret path of the demon!

Wang Xuan feels that this place is too unfriendly to human beings, it is not a good place at all, it is to help people transform into demons.

"I don't want to be a monster, I can't fall here!" Wang Xuan roared, and was shocked to find that his voice was terrifying, high-pitched, piercing gold and cracking stones, and even this kind of shout sounded like a big monster.

He found that he couldn't control himself anymore, his body obviously didn't move, but the terrifying figure behind him, like a group of demons dancing wildly, pushed him forward.

His feet drew deep footprints on the ground, and he wanted to stay still on the ground, but he was pushed by the shadow, and his physical body moved sideways, constantly approaching the blue lake.

Behind him, roars of beasts and birdsong sounded one after another, as if a group of big monsters were struggling and roaring. He was only a flesh body, and there were hundreds of shadows behind him.

"What the hell kind of change is this?!" Wang Xuan was horrified, he didn't understand.

He was approaching the small blue lake, and when he reached the shore, the scenery changed suddenly!

boom!

The waves hit the sky.

What did he see?A vast ocean, turbulent waves crashing on the shore.

There are high platforms one after another on the shore, and under each high platform are densely packed creatures.

"I want to become a golden-winged roc!"

Under one of the high platforms, there was a humanoid creature screaming, and there were people and monsters around him, and they all shouted, with high emotions.

On that high platform, there was a ball of golden light sinking and floating, and there was a bird inside with its eyes closed, silent.

Under another high platform, there was also a group of fanatical creatures shouting, yelling, and waving their arms.

"I want to become a thousand-handed true god!"

They shouted and went down to worship.

On this high platform, there is a sacred radiance, and there is a hazy man sitting cross-legged in the middle, with thousands of arms.

After reaching the coast, Wang Xuan felt that he was about to be torn apart. Behind him, those shadows kept dancing, pulling him to go to different high platforms.

There are hundreds of high platforms, and on each high platform there is a legendary and powerful species, exuding a misty brilliance, and there are a large number of pilgrims in the audience.

"It's not real, what I see is all false, I don't want these!" Wang Xuan yelled.

However, his body was actually bleeding, and the shadow behind him was tearing, he was almost torn apart, and his whole body was in severe pain.

"If you want to become monsters, go by yourself. Wings, horns, tails, devil wings, three-headed and thousand-armed, get out of here, and don't entangle my body!"

Wang Xuan's voice was hoarse, he struggled hard, he didn't want to be taken away, let alone become like those monsters.

While he was fighting, Wang Yang slapped the bright moon in the sky.

He saw a flat boat in the depths of the sea, dotted with golden light, which was thrown to the sky from time to time with the big waves, and occasionally seemed to touch the bright moon in the sky.

That is...a boat made by hollowing out the Feathering Divine Bamboo.

He had seen this kind of thing before. In the underground experiment field in Daxing'anling, the body of the female alchemist was lying in the bamboo boat, and it had been full of vitality for 3000 years.

Now, he saw this strange bamboo boat again!

However, this one is much bigger.

The body of the Feathering Divine Bamboo is three meters in diameter, undulating in the ocean, and has never been sunk by the waves.

Chapter 149 Feathered Ferryman

You can see the Feathering Divine Bamboo in this place. Although Wang Xuan is in severe pain like tearing his body, he still has many associations.

He guessed that this kind of divine bamboo seems to be extremely important in the extraordinary field!

Otherwise, why did we see two bamboo boats one after another?All very mysterious.

In addition, in the pre-Qin period, the most mysterious and powerful scriptures were also inscribed on this kind of bamboo.

pain!

Wang Xuan didn't have time to think about it anymore, his body was about to be torn apart, his whole body was stained red with blood, and the ghosts and ghosts behind him insisted on dragging him to those high platforms.

"Who can tell me, what the hell is this place?" he yelled.

On the coast, under the hundreds of high platforms, there were densely packed creatures, shouting and shouting one after another, but no one turned back, let alone responding to him.

Wang Xuan frowned, in pain and helplessness, this place is full of voices, is there no one who is warm-hearted?

At the same time, he was wondering, what kind of region is this?

Is everything he experienced real or unreal?However, he touched his own body, which was absolutely unreal, with blood oozing out and various mutations.

In the end, Wang Xuan stepped forward and walked towards the high platform with the golden-winged roc. He wanted to know what was going on here.

Behind him, a group of monsters roared and tore, but in the end many big monsters let him go and gradually disappeared.

Only one bird of prey made a high-pitched and long cry. Wang Xuan lowered his head and looked through the shadow on the ground. It looked like...a roc bird!

"Brother, may I ask..." Wang Xuan greeted, wanting to ask someone for advice.

However, those people didn't seem to see him and ignored him.

He couldn't help it, found a thin man, patted his shoulder, and was about to ask.

Silently, this person turned into light rain and disappeared.

Wang Xuan backed up and accidentally bumped into a woman, she also shattered into a streamer and evaporated here.

He gasped, who are these people?You can't touch it.

He didn't kill, right? That shouldn't be a real living body, right?

The thin man, and this woman, also maintained that high-pitched emotion when they were broken, showing no sign of pain.

At this time, on the grand high platform, the golden-winged roc in the golden light suddenly opened its eyes, and suddenly the whole world seemed to freeze, and everything was silent, and all sounds disappeared.

It glanced at Wang Xuan, then closed its eyes again, and a faint voice came: "Do you choose the way of the golden-winged roc?"

Then, Wang Xuan felt that his hands were hot, and the energy gushed out and stretched, turning into a pair of golden wings.

At the same time, the red feathers, snake tail, horns, three heads and multiple arms on his body are also dissipating, and then there is a surge of energy, forming golden feathers.

Is he transforming into a golden-winged roc?Fortunately, it is only a preview in the form of energy.

"No choice!" Wang Xuan shook his head violently.

Although the golden-winged roc is a top-notch species in mythology, and its strength is outrageous, he does not want to turn into a monster after all, he just wants to be a human being.

He kept retreating, and the sound of birdsong came from behind him. The shadow of the big bird on the ground was singing and struggling, very unwilling.

The trend of Wang Xuanhuapeng stopped, and he returned to the state of bleeding again.

He was silent, looking ahead, under the high platform, there were many creatures transforming into Pengniao!

However, most of the people exploded with the sound of bangs, their flesh and blood were shattered, and their bones were gone.

So many people, only a few creatures rushed to the sky, turned into golden birds, flapped their wings, and finally went away.

The golden birds they turned into were extraordinary creatures with the blood of the Peng clan, but they were not considered real golden-winged rocs. They just set the direction for the future. When they became top powerhouses, they would almost be golden-winged rocs.

Wang Xuan was moved. Among hundreds of thousands of creatures, only five creatures succeeded, and one of them was human.

"In those myths and legends, some monsters were transformed by humans?"

Not only ferocious birds and beasts can turn into monsters, but even human beings can choose this path!

"Whether successful or unsuccessful, those humans are wearing ancient costumes, and these are old scenes from many years ago."

Wang Xuan made this judgment.

At the same time, he thought of the words of those young people. The key words of this place include the word "death".

"Everything that passed away?" Wang Xuan said to himself.

The old things from many years ago surfaced here, but they still possess some kind of extraordinary power. He thought that if he just nodded and agreed with Hua Peng, he would really become a demon.

At this moment, behind him, the fierce bird uttered the last long cry, exploded and dissipated, leaving no trace of it on the ground.

Then, a group of demons danced wildly behind him, and the shadows that had faded earlier reappeared, tearing him apart, causing his body to be in severe pain again and bleeding continuously.

Wang Xuan's heart moved, and he walked towards the second high platform.