The meteorite is thick and huge, occupying the entire dark sky. How easy is it to break through it?
Wang Xuan stood in the pit, looked again and again, and said to himself: "If this is a normal meteorite, it's not a big deal. But if it's thicker than my life soil, then I'm really going to vomit blood."
He controlled the God-Slaying Flag and increased the flying speed of his soul tenfold. When traveling through the Land of Life, he still felt that it was an astronomical journey.
Here, it took him two or three years to dig forward a few hundred meters.
If the thickness of the two is close, he will really feel dizzy. How many years will it take him to get through this place?
"Should I bring some people in to mine for me?" he pondered, but after thinking about it, he didn't dare to act rashly, as this might not be connected to the real universe.
If it is just a remote place belonging to an individual, it is easy for something to go wrong. If someone messes with his fate, any random action may cost him his life.
Wang Xuan was absent-minded. In the pit, he treated the God-Slaying Flag as a flying sword and the iron chisel as a flying needle, throwing them out continuously, sparks flying everywhere.
This kind of boring practice and mining would be unbearable if it continued for many years.
"Go straight through the existing passage?" He left the hole he had dug and came to the outside world, looking at the meteorite crater that seemed to be hanging upside down in the sky, like a volcanic crater.
His emotions were surging like waves. Could he fight to the death and take the risk to get through it?
The meteorite was cold and silent, some parts were grey, near the entrance of the passage, gradually turning brown towards the inside, and light purple appeared in the deeper part, without much life.
Only the magic flower is pure white, bright and brilliant. No matter how you look at it, it is very sacred and explains the true meaning of immortality.
Even on ordinary days, before the most terrifying moment when the red glow surges, there is red substance everywhere, and even real smoke particles are spreading.
Wang Xuan had tried this before, wrapping himself with the God-Slaying Flag, but as soon as he got close, the flag was burned and rolled up, turning black, and he had to flee in a panic.
"Try again." Now, he used silver animal skin as the first layer of inner armor, and the second layer was the God-Slaying Flag, which was his most trusted partner in blocking the sword.
The last layer was the pale golden animal skin with two holes. This old leather had been floating in the red clouds before, and it became brighter and brighter as it burned. This time, he had high hopes for it.
He wrapped his soul like a dumpling, chose the right time, and then started to fly!
“Will I break through the sky and reach a new world, or will I be hit head-on and beaten back severely? It doesn’t matter, I’m coming!”
Wang Xuan became furious. He thought that as long as he was not dead, it would not be a big deal. He had to take the risk and give it a try. Time was really not much for him.
In this era, all the peerless masters are anxious and send their incarnations into the human world. He has no reason to slack off.
At this moment, Wang Zongzi turned into a streak of light and rushed in with a whoosh, facing the faint red glow and the red granular substances that fell from time to time.
He screamed in pain. It was so painful. He had just come in and he felt feverish and hot all over, as if he was on fire.
For a moment, he wanted to learn from the round-faced little white tiger and roll around on the ground to relieve stress. He might as well just lie down. Why bother to go through so many obstacles? Just go back to the mortal world and get by.
However, he was unwilling to give in. Due to his personality, he was not someone who would give in easily. He wanted to persevere to the end and give himself an explanation.
"Here it comes, Flag, block the knife, defend! Hide with holes, are you willing to rot? Reborn from the ashes, don't let me down! Silver skin, ghost painting resonance, hold on!"
Wang Xuan was in so much pain that he wanted to die, but he still brainwashed himself, established firm beliefs for himself, and fought his way into a Jedi place that the outside world could not even imagine!
"I am on a journey, searching for a new mythical world. It is no less than the creation of the world. A great catastrophe may come at any time. Immortals, the land of life, and the curtain, if you feel it, please extend my life!"
He rushed all the way, his body like a meteor streaking through the dark night sky, passing through the terrifying passage of nothingness and breaking through upwards.
The stone walls of the meteorite channel are very rough, and the red glow is surging. Although it is thin, the higher you go, the closer it is to the "reality", and the more granular substances there are.
This kind of super energy is incomprehensible to ordinary people. If you are slightly touched by it, it is like an explosion of thunder or a blazing fire from the sky that can burn and forge the soul.
Normally, any living creature that goes such a long distance would be committing suicide.
Wang Xuan was corroded by the light fog, his soul was cracked, his vision went black, and his internal organs constructed by his spiritual power were rotten and gradually became blurred.
He took a look and found that the outermost layer of light golden animal skin was not burned. There was an inexplicable golden mist flowing, and the two big holes were resonating.
"Even this hide hasn't been burned. As a human, how can I retreat? I'm still hiding inside it, how can I be inferior to it? Charge again!"
Wang Xuan's mouth was dry and he felt like he was going to explode, but he still didn't want to retreat. Maybe if he held it in, he would be able to rush through. He longed to enter the true source.
"I want to see what I'll see after I break through!" He was unwilling to give up and was full of endless curiosity. This road was too mysterious.
Has it existed since ancient times?
Or was it the trajectory of his soul that was born because of him?
"Why, this road is too long!" Wang Xuan was about to be burned crazy. His soul wanted to vomit blood. He felt that the so-called spiritual hair was burnt and curled, smoking, and his spiritual flesh and blood were torn apart, gradually turning into a black and mushy state.
He opened his spiritual eyes, but still couldn't get close to the snow-white and sacred flower!
"It doesn't look like an astronomical distance, but it's been many days since we actually flew across it. We haven't even gotten close to the root of the magic flower yet?"
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