Chapter 1132

"I'm in a hurry!" As soon as Wang Baole rushed into the gray starry sky, his mood surged. He was anxious to get to his senior brother. Even now he had completely understood that his previous judgment was correct.

Elder martial brother chenqingzi deliberately let the news that the emperor of the moon was about to fall out, not only to fish, but also to hint that he should come quickly.

"Elder martial brother, elder martial brother, when you hint next time, can you be more obvious? If it weren't for my intelligence and incompatibility, I really couldn't react this time." Wang Baole is happy in the bottom of his heart, and his speed is faster after entering the gray starry sky.

He felt that there was a peerless nature waiting for him in front of him, so he wished he could go faster and hurry to the elder martial brother to receive this big gift bag.

"God Emperor..." Wang Baole's eyes lit up and couldn't help licking his lips.

"I forgot to ask the master how many star regions, stars and planets there are in a divine emperor's body... I think there must be many, maybe they are comparable to a small universe." Wang Baole was even more excited at the thought of this. If someone else changed, maybe what he could absorb was the rules of Tao rhyme after the death of the emperor of God, so as to realize the opportunity.

But he is different. What he practices now is the star pointing technique, which is a taboo skill that can turn any star into his own star. Although practicing this skill will cause misfortune, Wang Baole is not afraid.

"I suck, I swallow, I order!" The more Wang Baole thought about it, the more excited he became. He felt that this time, he might be promoted to the star realm at once.

"It's a little exaggerated... But it shouldn't be a problem to break through a few small realms." Wang Baole's eyes glowed. At this moment, he was galloping, gradually approaching inward from the edge of the gray starry sky.

But this gray starry sky is too big. Even at Wang Baole's current speed, flying in a straight line, I'm afraid it will take a long time to enter the real core area.

So after flying for a period of time, Wang Baole's mood also calmed down and he knew that this matter was urgent. Otherwise, it was easy for him to have other changes because of his eagerness.

"Take your time. Anyway, with senior brothers and masters, fortune can't run away, and I can't die." Thinking of this, Wang Baole coughed, simply completely relieved, and his divine consciousness also spread to observe around.

In fact, he flew all the way here and saw some differences here.

First, people.

There are many monks here, and most of them look mysterious. In this gray starry sky, Wang Baole met many on the way. They noticed each other from a distance, scattered rapidly, and did not touch, as if they were all in a hurry to hurry and search.

These people are Tianjiao from all families, looking for opportunities here.

"There are so many people, I'm afraid there are tens of millions..." Wang Baole squinted and saw seven or eight figures passing in the distance in a flash. Several of them paused slightly after noticing themselves, as if they were measuring, and then left quickly.

Then there is the feeling of exclusion and repression. With the deepening of the gray starry sky, this feeling becomes more and more intense. In Wang Baole's feeling, if there is no other way to counteract this repression and exclusion, then he can stay here for about five days at most, so he must go out and repair it.

Because there is not only exclusion and suppression, but also... A strong smell of death. With the power of exclusion and the meaning of suppression, this breath will be forcibly integrated into the monk's body, eroding the spirit and body. Once it is eroded for a long time, it will die!

It's just... The smell of death, if it's for others, is indeed true. Even some mysterious clan families have a method of restraint, which can last longer, but it can't be completely offset.

Even if the Weiyang nationality is strong, it is difficult to be domineering here. It can be said that the only one in the whole Weiyang Dao domain... Can be like a fish in water here, only... People of the Ming sect!

Because the exclusion and suppression here come from the array, but the strong smell of death contained in it comes from... The mingzong heavenly way revived by the dust youth!

So in an in-depth moment, when Wang Baole noticed that the dead gas filled his whole body, he blinked, and his heart immediately became alive. For him, the dead gas here not only did not cause any damage, but... There was a certain degree of gain!

Even after he secretly absorbed some, the cultivation in his body became active, and the dark fire in his eyes also changed by itself, as if he were cheering, making Wang Baole extremely happy all over his body.

"Good place!" Wang Baole's spirit was refreshed and he was about to continue to absorb, but soon his face changed and he felt a strong crisis. He saw that in the gray starry sky, there were blue wisps of tobacco, which seemed to be between illusion and reality. Originally, it was just diffuse in all directions, as if he was fighting against death, offsetting each other.

But after Wang Baole absorbed the dead breath here, these cyan cut tobacco immediately had threeorfour wisps, whistling towards him, and the sense of fragmentation spread, which seemed to threaten the spirit faintly, making Wang Baole immediately retreat and look dignified after he noticed it.

"These cyan silk threads... Should be the cyan smoke that fell from the warships of the Weiyang clan. According to the master, this is... Part of the Weiyang heavenly way?"

"Why are you only hostile to me? Other Tianjiao who entered here were also attacked by death..." Wang Baole retreated, observed, and had an answer in his heart. Others were attacked passively, so Weiyang Tiandao ignored it. To some extent, it should be considered to help and share.

But I am different here. I am not passive erosion, but active absorption, which may be the reason for the hostility of Weiyang Tiandao.

There is another reason. Wang Baole feels that it is also related to his practice of StarCraft.

Wang Baole had a headache. After weighing it, he felt that he could still fight against it if there were three or four strands. If there were more, he would be in danger.

"If you have the ability, give me a threeorfive wisps!" Wang Baole snorted and chose to give up absorbing the dead gas, which dissipated the three or four cyan silk threads. He watched the strong dead gas here. Once absorbed, he could improve his cultivation. The dark fire was more powerful, but he could only see, and he couldn't breathe happily. This feeling made him a little depressed.

"Think of a way..." while meditating here, Wang Bao walked all the way and saw other strangeness in the gray starry sky except for people and the breath of heaven.

It was... A whirlpool of all sizes!

These whirlpools attracted Wang Baole's attention, and in most whirlpools, there were basically one or several monks meditating, while for others, there were varying numbers of monks competing with each other.

After careful examination, there was a flash of light in Wang Baole's eyes. He knew the origin of these eddies. There were both strong dead breath and broken rules of varying strength.

"Where the strong fall!" Wang Baole squinted and murmured. He didn't know how many eddies there were in the gray starry sky, but he could also judge that these eddies should be under the command of the emperor of the moon!

Either he was killed by his senior brother, or he was attacked by death here.

"Many legions under the command of a divine Emperor..." Wang Baole thought, his body flashed, and quickly approached a small vortex with 78 monks fiercely competing with each other.

The speed was so fast that it approached in an instant, and with a wave of its right hand, a powerful roar suddenly broke out. It fell around the seven or eight monks like a storm, making them all tremble violently, spewing blood from their bodies, and looking at Wang Baole in horror, they all retreated rapidly and dared not stay.

Seeing these people so relieved, Wang Baole didn't go after them. Instead, his body flashed into the small vortex, sat cross legged and tried to understand.

But the moment he sat down, his perception had not yet begun, and the original life scabbard, which had not moved in his body for a long time, suddenly trembled. In an instant, the broken regular Tao filled in the small vortex came straight to him, instantly integrated into his body and drilled into the scabbard!

The scabbard sparkled at this moment, just like eating those broken rules.

"Eh?" Wang Baole was stunned and just wanted to check, but the next moment his face suddenly changed, because the remaining rules in the vortex, after being absorbed by all the moments, seemed like a vacuum, attracting a lot of dead gas around. If it was just dead gas, there were more blue silk threads, which also followed.

A lot, I'm afraid there are more than 40 strands!