break the way [comprehension]

All the great monks felt the faint shock coming from the warehouse, but at this moment, the battle formations of both sides were like roaring giant beasts, which could bite into one place at any time. As the core of the battle formation, the great monks They are all firmly locked on the enemy in the enemy's formation, so how can they be separated?

Only one of them felt his soul tremble slightly. At his current state, even the battle situation in front of him was nothing but calm, so what could easily shake his mind?The huge spiritual consciousness silently merged into the breath of heaven and earth and swept towards the warehouse.

Not long after, there was an earth-shattering cry from his useless magic weapon.

Under the eyes of everyone, his figure disappeared in place at the moment of the outbreak of the war, but the strange thing is that no matter whether it is the big monster who is staring at the opposite side, or the powerful human race of his own camp, at this moment, they all seem to be shielded out Generally, no one notices this anomaly.

Feeling a slight wave in the space around him, Baozi confirmed the arrival of the other party without hesitation by relying on the contract with the master, and then said dejectedly and without tears: "Master."

When Baozi was speaking, Du Ziteng's cold eyes glowed with a strange silver light. In the rippling silver light, he seemed to be looking down from an endless height, and his vision couldn't help but focus on this point, clearly seeing that there was nothing in that place. The space in the space seemed to be rippling on the surface of a lake, or like a bead curtain being brushed aside, as if something extremely terrifying was about to appear, and a surging and terrifying aura was about to come out.

Even from Du Ziteng's perspective of heaven and man at this time, the army of the two clans is just a game on the chessboard, but the coming breath has not yet fully appeared, but it has already weighed down the entire chessboard and began to distort and deform. The so-called breath of the great war Under this terrifying coercion, it was like a child's play.

At this moment, in the battle formations of the two sides that are about to fight, those big monks with the highest cultivation and the big monsters with black magic skills can't help but start to tremble. It is clear that everything around them is normal, but they have sensed it in the dark. What terrible disaster is coming, as if the flood peak is approaching, the very few strong people in the ant colony who have sensed the tremor are so uneasy.

Subconsciously, Du Ziteng's eyes glowed with silver light, and the distorted chessboard slowly recovered under the silver light, and Du Ziteng heard a slightly low voice: "Huh?"

This voice... Du Ziteng's eyes once again appeared blank, and countless familiar images appeared in front of him again interlaced with the invisible game on the chessboard.

As if he had some scruples about the silver light, the fluctuating point in the space seemed to change direction, no longer deforming the chessboard, but seeping out little by little in a gentle way.

At this moment, the mighty members of the second clan who were panicked just now felt like a big stone was suddenly removed from their hearts. Inexplicably, the dangerous sign disappeared, but it made them even more frightened.

In Du Ziteng's strange state at this moment, the opponent's figure has not yet appeared, he has already "saw" the surging ink and gold in that space, the golden aura is filled with countless strange and complicated patterns, and the black aura is rushing fiercely like a sight The invisible ghost roared silently in it.

In the next moment, these auras only poured out for a moment and then were firmly contained. The silver light in Du Ziteng's eyes no longer shone, and he still had a confused and confused look on his face. I wonder if there is also a faint familiarity deep in his heart. Because of this feeling, he has never fought against the opponent on this chessboard again.

However, Du Ziteng's eyes were fixed on that point in the space, looking at the remnants of the two colors of ink and gold, and caught off guard a pair of strange eyes of ink and gold - a pair of eyes that definitely did not belong to human beings, countless mysterious red gold eyes. Patterns are born and annihilated in these eyes, as if endless stars outline the trajectory of a lifetime.

These eyes are "staring" at themselves.

At this moment, even though he was not so clear-headed, Du Ziteng was very sure, and he looked at the other party without blinking.

On this chessboard of heaven and earth outlined by the wall of a world, when the human race and the demon race finally came to one place, endless violent demonic energy, spiritual power, and evil spirit rose violently, accompanied by the passing of countless blood and lives. , no one saw, across this terrifying chessboard, the two pairs of eyes looked at each other like this, and the Tao seemed to have condensed at this moment.

If I had to say, Du Ziteng was not emotional at this moment.

Before seeing those "eyes", there were still many things in his mind churning and entangled, unable to discern or see clearly, but after seeing those "eyes", everything seemed to be silent and dimmed.

In the peripheral vision of the line of sight, when countless lives on the chessboard are shattered, wisps and half traces of remnants of souls will be drawn out, matching the faint trajectory in the dark depths of those eyes, and disappearing quickly, just like those dark golden eyes. It has already carried the laws of heaven and earth about the annihilation of life...

Du Ziteng finally said, "Who are you?"

Then accompanied by a loud bang that seemed to only ring in his ears, the killing on the chessboard continued unaffected, but Du Ziteng couldn't help but widen his eyes: Oh my God!What exactly is this!

In front of his eyes, following the collapse of that point of space, retreating from all concealment and appearance, a terrifying creature outlined in black and gold appeared on the boundary wall, and its hugeness was outlined by those mysterious ways that were constantly born and passed away. The figure, those eyes just looked at him without blinking.

Du Ziteng's brain, which is not very clear about common sense, is deriving in the Dao realm at an extremely terrifying speed at this time. During the practice of the talisman array, many things that are only for nothing are awakened unprecedentedly at this moment. The Tao that I didn't know before is also very clear in my heart.

The portal once made in the Cultivation Alliance can be built arbitrarily within a realm, but they have no way to make the portal connect to the outside of the realm anyway.

Because, the boundary wall is definitely not the wall of the boundary domain that low-level monks think, it can only be crossed.

Even monks who can cross the boundary must be extremely careful when crossing. If one is not good, if they are lost in the boundary wall, they will be lost forever and never return.

When ordinary space rules involve boundary walls, it becomes impossible to speculate with common sense.

He can't tell what kind of world is between the boundary walls, it should be another dimension, but the creature in front of him can freely travel between the boundary walls and the Dao Principles, what kind of terrifying existence is this?

"Demon? Uh... no."

Du Ziteng's eyes were extremely perplexed. The existence in front of him was easily perched on the chessboard (boundary wall) and stared at him, which was puzzling and fascinated.

Those golden lines are dazzling and charming, shining with the light of endless avenues. I once thought that the countless runes under my control had reached a peak, but now I find that they are just sporadic parts of the world's mysteries... Du Ziteng found that he had no Way to look away from this existence, so mysterious and beautiful and powerful.

These patterns of red gold are intertwined in the black color... life and death, why is there a faint familiar feeling that is about to come out, suddenly, Du Ziteng blurted out: "Hehecao!"

In Fangfangzheng's zoomed-in field of vision, the talisman paper overlapped the chessboard, and the ink representing the ultimate principle of heaven and earth rushed on the talisman paper made of grass grass, and the countless red gold patterns were clearly visible among the broken grass leaves of the grass grass. The Dao represented by Mie Mie and the ink marks are intertwined, like thunder tearing through the night, and amidst the loud noise, Fu Cheng Dao Sheng!

Thousands of talismans have been drawn, but it was not until this moment that Du Ziteng clearly understood the process of forming talismans that was repeated thousands of times.

When he came back to his senses, the horrific fighting sound in the ruins was deafening, as if the grand and controlled everything just now was just an illusion.

Du Ziteng still didn't know where he was, but he heard a bang above his head, and the brilliant thunder fell from the sky. Even Du Ziteng couldn't help but change his face when he saw the thunder: "Damn it!"

——When most monks were promoted, they all heard about the thunder catastrophe, but like Du Ziteng, he didn't know that he was advancing through the catastrophe until the thunder was about to fall on his head, and he was completely unprepared. The Zhoutian realms are vast, and this is the only example.

Du Ziteng was already wondering in his mind whether he would smell like barbecue after the thunder had passed, but he saw a hand suddenly stretched out into the sky, and with a careless swipe, the fierce and evil spirit mixed in the thunder seemed to be filtered out It's normal, only the pure power of thunder is left to wash the body and pour it into the dantian.

The Dao Realm has arrived early, the improvement of cultivation base is not a matter of course, and there are people protecting him from the side, even the little physical pain under the thunder is completely skipped, and Du Ziteng's level-up has no feeling at all.

Without blinking, he stared at the big monk behind him who had seen him a few times and who should be very strange.

The other party just filtered the thunderbolts in silence, and then didn't say a word, while Du Ziteng just stared at the other party firmly, letting the thunder come down, as if he had been stunned by the lightning, and there seemed to be lingering traces in his pupils. The huge creature occupying the realm and pitching the sky and the earth couldn't come back to its senses.

In the fight between the human race and the monster race, countless strange celestial phenomena accompanied by the powerful actions of both sides caused casualties. The thunderbolt was not conspicuous at all. In the torrential killing, this corner of the battle formation was strangely silent.

Baozi on the side widened his eyes, looked left and right, anxiously wanted to poke the two people to make sure, it was just a human barrier to overcome the thunder disaster, is Ni Meng okay? ? ? ?

When the thunder disappeared and a corner of the starry sky was revealed, the Nascent Soul in Du Ziteng's dantian held a small wooden stick and opened his eyes. Together with Du Ziteng, he looked directly at the person in front of him, as if he had seen through all the appearances of the terror that restrained all energy. Existence, blinking mischievously: "Miss Boss, long time no see."