The sea of ​​mirrors is surging, and the tides that are raised carry the fragments of the world in the mirror to shore. The land of the Good Realm is eroding by these debris and disintegrating bit by bit in the tide.

Li Chengqi stood by the sea, and the slump waves rushed by him, and he could even hear the howling of the world at the tip of the waves.

The battle between good and evil laws in the good world is the most affected by it not the ancestors and spirits of the good world, but the millions of small worlds in the sea of ​​mirrors. Li Chengqi, as the heaven of the ancient world, is aware of the essence of these worlds. In fact, when the ancient world flourishes, he also owns these things. It is not that the big world needs small worlds, but that the big world in the universe has a long lifespan, the road is far away, and the big ones are absorbed into the small ones. Once the stars of life approach this range of movement, it is very common to be involved in it and have no freedom.

If you can't escape, you can only adapt.

This is the world symbolized by millions of lenses in the sea of ​​mirrors.

It is floating in the sea of ​​the good world, close to the origin of the world, and evolves to the essence of the good world, so as to survive in the lens.

Li Chengqi stepped against the waves, and the air flow surrounding him divided the water flow into countless parts. The water droplets that were broken up and turned into glass under refraction illuminated Li Chengqi's face. He glanced over and saw one world after another, and the world instinctively wanted to attract him and incorporate him into it.

Why does the widely circulated words in the world of Shanjie constantly discuss the horror of the Mirror Sea? Li Chengqi had an extremely profound experience at this time. This scene is invisible to the creatures under the truth. The creatures under the truth cannot reach all realms. If they cannot reach the level of Chengzu, without external help, they can only stay in one world until they die until they die, and cannot truly step into the vast starry sky and see the true essence of "heaven and earth". In this situation, a glimpse of a world at a glance will directly defeat this life.

Li Chengqi stretched out his hand as a knife and slashed it down, and a large surging tide separated, forming a road leading to the depths of the Mirror Sea.

He was speechless.

He looked up at the end of the road, and the fragments of the sea of ​​mirrors refracted the bizarre light, making him mistakenly think that the end of the road leads to the sky.

The world no longer tries to capture him.

They instinctively realize that this man is something far superior to them.

"It's good to be tactful." Seeing that the worlds were quiet, Li Chengqi was very happy. He then put his wet hair behind his head, grinned, picked up the hem of his clothes and rushed into the depths of the Mirror Sea.

"Master, hold on, don't die. If you die, I will never go back. Besides, my wife is still in your tree. You can't let God of the ancient world lose his wife at a young age, right?" Li Chengqi said chaotic words while walking. But he said with a smile. Perhaps although the jade token was broken, he didn't think that the dragon would die like this. Not returning to the Good Realm was a big deal. Being beaten back shows that his identity was not exposed. Xingcai's name is always easy to use, and Jiutian will not kill him directly.

If you don’t do anything, things will be easy to handle. As for the dragon, you will be lively again after ten days and half a month of cultivation.

But soon God in the ancient world couldn't laugh.

The sea of ​​mirrors that were cast into roads on both sides collapsed inexplicably, almost instantly submerging the road he split.

Above the sea of ​​mirrors, a humanoid figure composed of water was sitting cross-legged, surrounded by white mist. Seeing Li Chengqi approaching, he opened his eyes and a crown made of pitch-black runes slowly rose and finally hung above his head.

"Heavenly." The humanoid spoke.

Li Chengqi's smile froze on his face, the corners of his mouth twitched, "The turbid world of water."

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In the center of the Mirror Sea, this is a deep sea that even the ancestors cannot exhaust. Billions of shattered worlds float in the dark and dead darkness, moving with the irregular surging of the sea water.

But the light arrived here.

A golden light that has never existed in millions of years.

The sea water rolled and made a thunderous sound. This was the light that brought unimaginable high temperatures. Even the ever-cold Mirror Sea water was burned and hot.

At the center of the light is a dragon.

He was diving, to be precise, falling, his winding and hideous body seemed lonely in the dark sea water. In this unmeasurable space, even such a giant seemed small. The only thing that could compare to his body was the worlds in the millions of mirrors floating around him. These worlds were wrapped in light like bubbles, trying to break through the flames close to the dragon's body.

The light appeared as the shadow of a dragon. The giant figure was scattering, and the scales gradually broke away from the body, and even the claws seemed to be gone.

Countless bubbles surrounded the light, squeezing through the head to seize the slight of the scales that overflowed from the light. These scale tissues that almost turned into ashes were golden flames and had not yet been completely burned. Even if the scales and horny flesh and blood were separated from their owners, they still had amazing toughness. The flames did not have time to burn them, and they escaped along the sea water and were captured by the world in the mirror.

The world in the mirror desires these things.

After the flesh and blood of the scales and minions completely dissipated, the "bubble" wrapped in light could no longer take away some ashes or fragments, so they set their eyes on the center of the light. As early as the long years of incorporation into the Good Realm, the essence of the world in the mirror had long been crazy, and they all wanted to swallow each other, so that they could be passed on in the endless sea of ​​mirrors.

This is the depth of the Mirror Sea, and it is a forbidden area that few ancestors of the Good Realm have involved.

No one knows what was born in the world here when it was twisted and approached the origin of the good world.

Perhaps it is the fallen and crazy spirits and sentient beings who have become the nutrition for the world to survive in the absurd world.

Countless pale rising bubbles opened their "eyes", with whites, bloodshots, and pupils. Except that they were surprisingly huge, they seemed to be the same as those of normal creatures. But if you look closely, you will find that the whites of the "eyes" are countless piles of bones, and the bloodshots are rivers between mountains and rivers. As for the pupils, they are bubbles, which are the round holes on the earth in the world in the mirror.

The light was wrapped tightly, and even a trace of light could not overflow.

The edges of the flames are gnawed step by step by step by step by step. They are eager to approach the center of the light. During the process of gnawing on the flames, steam keeps coming out and makes hissing sounds.

This is the world in the mirror being burned while gnawing on the flames.

Although the burned world is immeasurable, only a larger number of worlds are surrounding it.

The dragon, which was even larger than the world, was the whale falling in this mirror sea. His death would provide countless creatures with growth and survival, and even after they became bones, it could still serve as the home of some small creatures, so the world was scrambling to seize more nutrients.

The refraction of the world in the mirror is bizarre, and there are just a few worlds falling near the dragon's head.

The dragon closed his eyes, and his dream reflected in the fire.

The dreams at this time extend and intertwin, and meet with another dream in another time and space.
Chapter completed!