A craftsman is a reasoned person. He has his own understanding of almost everything, and his understanding is the truth.

This seemingly secondary, stubborn and stupid style is actually like that, so Ziliang is so annoyed that this guy is so annoyed.

Moreover, it is similar to "If I don't kill you, I can't save my friends, which will cause my friends to kill more people, so you must die." This kind of curious reason why ordinary people can't turn their minds is everywhere in the craftsman's view of right and wrong.

Of course, craftsmen also have unreasonable times.

For example, the strange power in the body of a craftsman, this power transcends physical sorrow and does not belong to any known force system. It is a breath that can be released far away, even penetrates into the universe, or covers the nearest position on the body, but it is indestructible. In short, no one can explain it clearly.

For example, his long needle has also been said before, it is a sword, but it has no hilt. This sword can soar throughout the universe, so fast that it can shrink into an inch. In an instant, all distances between two points are ignored, and then appear directly at a certain place.

These things sound ridiculous and unreasonable.

The method of craftsmen passing through planes is even more unreasonable.

As we all know, few people can cross planes independently, even the elements of the universe. For example, Ziliang needs to use the [Eternal Life Mansion] to break through the traction force of the plane and thus break away from and invade other universes.

And so is Salina, her palace of death is her basis for crossing the plane.

The way the craftsman travels through the plane is no longer reasonable.

He is forced to wear it.

Translated, he rushed out of the universe with his body strength and speed, then passed through the virtual realm between planes, and finally pierced the barriers at the edge of the universe, like a bullet, and entered another plane.

This is said, it is all nonsense.

However, in the eyes of craftsmen, this method of traveling through time is actually a very common thing.

Because, in his vague memory of his past life, this method of traveling through time has a general term called "Huayu Feisheng."

In a certain unreasonable plane, there are such unreasonable people everywhere. They practice an unreasonable power, cultivate their breath and body to a terrifying level. Finally, they hold a sword or a knife in their hands and jump into the sky, directly piercing the boundaries of the universe and reaching another world.

Now, craftsmen are doing such things.

He held the handleless flying sword in his hand and broke through the boundaries of the universe in an instant.

This kind of breakthrough is not determined by the speed of speed, because even the speed of light cannot pass through the universe in an instant.

Instead, it is a difficult-to-speak ‘qi’, just like ‘first cosmic speed’. This is a threshold. As long as that threshold is reached, it can fly up, and when the next threshold is reached, it can escape from the sun. Then, so on, there are thresholds that can escape from the Milky Way, and finally there must be thresholds that can escape from the universe.

The craftsman's aura has reached this threshold.

It is a barren area, this is the virtual realm.

It's dark, here is the edge of the universe.

A colorful spot of light is the gathering of countless stars.

It was a hot spot, and it was where Old Joey was, a terrible world wrapped in lava, and Old Joey was in the depths of the lava.

The craftsman held the long sword and instantly pierced into the magma. The viscous and hot mud was as vast as the sea, and the craftsman moved forward in the sea of ​​fire.

Soon, a huge rock barrier appeared in front of him.

"Inside," said the craftsman.

Then, he waved his sword in his hand and pierced the seabed directly and penetrated into the rocks.

In this environment wrapped in hard rocks, the craftsman did not know how far he had walked. At this speed, he could even pierce a mountain range and pierce the mantle. However, the surrounding rocks did not change at all, and it seemed that it was endless and extended forever.

However, the craftsman did not feel any discouragement or hesitation. He could feel that the breath of old Joey was in this direction. So, as long as you keep walking, you will definitely find it.

So I don't know how long it took.

Sudden.

With a "boom", accompanied by a sudden piercing feeling, the craftsmen were digging underground, but they magically fell from the sky.

He fell down and fell into a hot, bloody river.

A large hole was drilled on the rock wall above the head, and the lava dripped like a sticky nose, falling into the river, splashing the huge steam that was rumbling.

The entire sea of ​​blood is boiling.

The craftsman stood up and wiped the blood from his face.

What kind of world is this?

The sky was drowsy, without any light, and all visibility came from burning mountains. On the plains were full of scorched vegetation, and there were large holes like craters. In those holes were boiling blood, and huge insect corpses were scattered all over the world. They had already dried up like wood, bones were all over the ground, and the sea of ​​blood was overwhelming. This was a world that had been completely dead, and it had been dead for unknown long.

The craftsman frowned. He didn't know why the world turned out like this. He didn't have time to care about it anyway, so he had to find Old Joey first.

In an instant, the breath was locked again, and the craftsman looked in a direction, where the end of the sea of ​​blood was extended, and there seemed to be a mountain there.

The craftsmen began to run, and their heavy steps intertwined at a speed that exceeded their sight. It was easy to easily see a ravine like a mountain stream on the ground. Within a few breaths, the craftsmen had already arrived at the foot of the mountain.

There is a main hall on the top of the mountain.

Without hesitation, he then rushed forward and the craftsman jumped up and smashed into the hall with a loud bang.

A burst of smoke and dust, the craftsman stood straight in the center of the hall, and Old Joey, here.

The smoke disappeared in a few seconds.

At this time, the craftsmen also saw the scene in the hall.

This is not a palace at all. It is more like a slaughterhouse, with corpses and dried carrion everywhere. In front of the hills with corpses, a man seemed to be chopping something. The clanging sound had merged into the hall.

No one knows how many years this sound has echoed

No one knows how many years have passed since the craftsmen arrived.

"I'm sorry, I'm late." said the craftsman.

Suddenly, the sound of chopping meat stopped.

The person in front of him turned his head slightly
Chapter completed!