The road that has been eroded for hundreds of millions of years has been eroded, and a fragmented moan.

Meng Chao's spiritual energy sources are constantly turning into the ground. With his palm centered, the roads with dozens of meters are all high, like a living volcano that is generated.

The road in the center of the palm was rushed through the stalemate of two or three seconds, and it was cleaned through, bombarding a transparent hole in the size of the palm.

However……

Through the holes, Meng Chao saw nothing.

Judging from his observation of the surrounding roads, the thickness of all roads is above three or five meters.

And the thickness of this hole ...

It has no thickness at all.

It's like a piece of white paper. No, it is tens of times thinner than the white paper with a cicada wing, just like a film composed of nano -material, and even "film".

The two -dimensional plane in it.

Meng Chao's sight was just put into the hole, and he was immediately swallowed by the rolling dark mist.

The road where Luliya was located obviously below him. According to the reason, through the holes, you should also see it.

But in addition to the unpredictable, elusive dark fog in the cave, there is nothing.

Meng Chaoyin understands some of them.

Under your own feet, it is not so much a bridge, it is a bridge that spans the ocean ocean on the sea that spans the gap between extremely chaotic spaces.

No, even the "bridge" is not considered, but the "channel", which is the violent ocean composed of space gaps. It is one of the few channels that can pass safely.

No matter what ways, as long as you leave these channels, carbon -based life or even all substances, all will be involved in the random flow of the space gap, from the molecular and even atom levels, and then transmitted to the planet, galaxy and even the entire star sea.

A coordinate.

Meng Chao stood up, his eyes across the edge of the road, and re -cast it in the direction of Lu Siya.

Lu Siya has disappeared at the end of her road.

Meng Chao pulled the corner of his mouth, didn't speak, retracted his eyes, and continued on his own road.

He didn't know how long he had gone.

The concept of space and time, here is either meaningless, or disrupted and reorganized.

Anyway, he has not produced too much fatigue and hunger for a long time.

Sancha intersection appeared again in front.

The scarlet and residual shadow left by Lei Zongchao, the "martial arts", is also divided into two again, extending towards the two different forks, one high, one low.

This time, Meng Chao did not hesitate.

It is very natural, and the letter stepped on the road on the left.

Similarly, once he stepped on the road on the left and looked back, the three forks behind him and the road on the right, just like the previous choice, disappeared instantly.

Behind him is the road to the past.

It's like choosing never exist.

Similar forks, there were five more times later.

Two times are the intersection of Sancha, twice is the crossroads, and there is the most exaggerated one. Meng Chao appears nine forks in front of him, like a chaotic clue.

The scarlet shadow of Lei Zongchao, the "martial arts", did not unexpectedly split into nine ways, and moved towards Jiujo fork roads at the same time.

Meng Chao chose the leftmost road without exception.

In the process of moving forward, he also met seven "peers" like Lu Siya.

Wu Haibo, Long Feijun, Shen Yupeng ...

Although it is not the same road to each other.

But everyone insisted on going on after all.

Meng Chao also tried to call them, but they all turned a deaf ear like Lu Siya, as if they couldn't see or feel his existence at all.

Perhaps, at other times, they had seen Meng Chao passing by on the road not far away on their own roads, and they had tried every means to call Meng Chao, but they had never received a response from Meng Chao.

never mind.

At least, everyone is still alive, alive in some form.

This is enough.

Another time, Meng Chao was not sure. He seemed to see...himself on a road thousands of meters away.

Because the psychic interference deep in the ruins was too strong, Meng Chao was unable to increase his extraordinary vision to the limit.

The rolling black mist swallowed up too much light and spiritual energy ripples, and things three to five hundred meters away became mottled and vague.

Meng Chao wasn't sure what he saw.

That "thing" seemed to have the exact same face as him.

However, he looked older than him and had experienced more vicissitudes of life. There were dozens of crisscross scars on his face, which stretched and deformed his facial features, showing an extremely cold and cruel temperament.

Moreover, on the forehead of that "thing", there is a pair of large purple horns, like bloodthirsty scimitars, raised high and shining with cold light.

Behind him or "it", there is a pair of wings covered with flesh membrane. Between the wings, at the midline of the back, there is a row of crystal clear bone spurs, exuding a gorgeous and dangerous atmosphere.

breath.

Meng Chao vaguely remembered that he had seen something similar before.

I remembered that it was one of the thousands of "selves" I saw in a trance deep in the Holy Mountain of Turan when I was stimulated by the "original mother" and fell into a deep sleep.

This is...the "monsterized" version of myself!

Meng Chao opened his eyes desperately, his eyeballs almost tearing apart his eye sockets, trying to see more details.

But the "monster" self was too far away from him, and it just passed by in a flash, and soon disappeared into the darkness.

The startling glance made Meng Chao's imagination wander.

Is this here reality or an illusory world?

How many search and rescue teams are walking here?

Since there is a "monsterized" version of myself, will there be a "monsterized" Lu Siya, or even a "monsterized" version of Wu Haibo, Long Feijun and Shen Yupeng, or even more versions of myself and them?

And how did these..."things" escape?

Could it be said that if I had made a different choice when I passed through every fork in the road, for example, if I had chosen to go right all the time, I would have split into a brand new self?

Meng Chao shook his head.

Some can understand those pioneers who went crazy after going deep into the ancient ruins and listening to too many "primitive calls".

Maybe they are not crazy.

It just transcends the limits of the human mind and is submerged in the depths of problems that cannot be understood by the weak human brain.

Fortunately, this journey seems to be gradually coming to an end.

Under the guidance of the scarlet afterimage of "Martial God" Lei Zongchao, the ruins around Meng Chao became increasingly taller, larger, towering, and denser.

Like, gradually moving from the urban-rural fringe of Taikoo City to the city center with numerous high-rise buildings.
Chapter completed!