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Nine hundred and sixty-two choices(2/2)

The Conferred God Tower could no longer stop Wang Meng's pace. With full firepower, Wang Meng fought his way to the 100th floor.

The 100th floor is just a high platform in the void. Above the high platform is endless void. It seems that there is a light at the end of the distant void.

The entire void has no one to rely on.

Wang Meng's hand moved toward the depths outside the high platform. In an instant, there was a strong tearing force. When he retracted it, there were already dense scars. This was despite the divine protection.

The divine consciousness unfolds, and downwards, the entire space of the gods is under the control of the divine consciousness, but upwards, the divine consciousness is expelled after almost ten meters.

Human power is getting stronger, but it is still small in the face of the infinite world.

Wang Meng did not leave, but stood quietly at the place closest to the Great Thousand Realm, looking to get the light.

Time flies, from the mortal world, to the Small Thousand Realm, and then to the Middle Thousand Realm, step by step, and finally it’s the last step. Going to the Great Thousand Realm is Xiao Wangmeng’s inner dream.

When he first merged with Mo Shan's godhead, Wang Meng was really shocked by such a world. He really didn't think such a day would come, but he had such a desire in his heart.

Not seeking immortality, but seeking vigor and vitality, Wang Meng knows that there is no end to practice, and it is better to seize every day than to hope for it.

But now, he is finally strong enough to go to the place where Mo Shan sighed.

Accomplish his unfinished goals.

Of course, this is also Wang Meng's own goal.

He is where he is today, of course, thanks to his own efforts, but it’s not because Mo Shan gave him such an opportunity.

In the dark, Wang Meng felt that there were countless voices calling him at the end of the light.

That crisp ding-dong sound...so familiar yet so strange...

An image appeared in Wang Meng's mind, it was... Silent Sword!

The road from the Middle Thousand Realm to the Great Thousand Realm can be crossed by force, but you must have coordinates, otherwise you will get lost in the vast space of destruction.

And Fuyu Sword is the coordinate!

This is the last wealth Mo Shan left to Wang Meng!

Mo Shan didn't know who the godhead would be given to, and whether that person would reach this point, but what he expected was that the other party's difficulties would definitely be greater than his, and the call of the Silent Sword would at least have some effect.

In this destructive space, the call of the Silent Sword is the beacon that Wang Meng will not lose in the sea.

But can this destructive space really be traversed?

Is there really an end?

Wang Meng really didn't know. He had thought about it a lot these days, and his understanding had reached its peak. If he really understood the ascension, the door should have been opened long ago. After all, he already had the power of the Great Thousand Realm, but there was no reaction at all. Zhao Yan Luoqi

The only way to say it is to cross the space of destruction.

This should have been passed down from heaven.

Wang Meng didn't think that Wangtian would set a trap for him. There was no need to think about it. A person who could reach such a state would not care about his opponents at all. What he worried about was that he had no opponents.

The road is right, but the question is whether we can get there.

Wang Meng flew out of the high platform, and a huge repulsive force came instantly. At the same time, his whole body was torn from all directions. This was not a spell, but the destruction of space, coming from the most primitive power!

The power of chaos!

Wang Meng returned to the high platform, his whole body already covered in scars, destroyed space, the source of world power, chaos, which is the foundation of this world.

The light seemed far away, but it might be very close. Wang Meng didn't know how far he could rush out, and he didn't know how far it was, but what he knew was that once he decided to go out, don't even think about leaving any strength or hesitation.

Death is certain.

This is the first time that there is no certainty and the spiritual consciousness cannot detect the distance.
Chapter completed!
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