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Chapter 430

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On the Sorcerer Net, the rise of every new star was always accompanied by applause and cheers.

In the Void, the rise of every new star was always accompanied by waves of blood.

The Kingdom of God.

It was between the two. Some people ascended safely, while others withered. It could also be said that if you had a huge backer behind you, it was easier for you to rise to the top. On the contrary, if you were alone, you would be under pressure from all sides. The Sorcerers of the Sorcerer Net didn't like the Kingdom of God because everyone who wanted to enter had to fight their way in … or kneel.

There was no such disadvantage on the Sorcerer Net.

The Sorcerer Net was tolerant. Even if you were an inverse Sorcerer, as long as you didn't look for trouble, no one would deliberately cause you trouble.

If you treated cultivation as a path.

Then.

The Sorcerer Net was a path with traffic lights. As long as you followed the rules and didn't run the red light, you basically wouldn't have any trouble. On the other hand, if you thought you were awesome and insisted on running the red light, then you would be very sorry. The Sorcerers or scarecrows would teach you how to be a person.

There were no traffic lights in the Void, but there was something else: toll booths!

Maybe every few hundred meters, maybe every few thousand meters, maybe every ten days, or maybe every three days. You never knew how many toll booths there were on this path, or how many times you had to pay. In short, you had to be prepared to pay at any time. If you couldn't afford to pay, it was already a good thing to turn back. It was more likely that you would lose your life.

Of course, the Void wasn't all bad. There were a lot of explosives scattered all over its path, as well as a lot of money bags.

If you were lucky, you might pick up a bag of money for free.

If you were unlucky, you might break a bag of poison.

The Kingdom of God had always wanted to imitate the Sorcerer Net, but it didn't do it. What was the reason? It wasn't clear! Maybe the huge forces that occupied the Kingdom of God changed their minds. They suddenly didn't want to share this benefit with others. It had to be said that the Kingdom of God was a good place with light. Everyone followed the rules. However, the dark places were the complete opposite.

When everyone heard that Mr. Long had killed ten warriors in the dark area, they instantly understood that this was a bloody path!

Mr. Long didn't intend to retreat, nor did he intend to kneel.

So.

The dark area wouldn't give up, nor would it let him go. Even if Mr Long had made great contributions to the development of the Primordial Maze, they would not show him any mercy. They used 'fear' to threaten the world and would never allow another threat to arise. Developing the Primordial Labyrinth was for everyone's benefit. Compared to everyone's benefit, they valued their own personal benefit more.

Not long after, the dark areas of the God's Kingdom came to a consensus: find a way to get rid of Mr. Long and stop him from growing.

Of course, he couldn't do that in the Divine Kingdom.

But in the void, in front of the Primordial Maze's door, it didn't matter.

Very soon.

At the entrance of the Ancient Labyrinth where Tang Shidao was, a Sage Sect member with more than 10,000 rings had arrived. He was dressed in black and had a black mask on his face. In his hands were black poisonous blades. His attire and demeanor indicated that he was here to kill, and he was here to do it openly.

As soon as the black-clothed Holy Patriarch appeared, the rest of the people immediately dispersed.

The newcomers were too strong, so they didn't want to get involved.

The Black-Robed Holy Sect did not stop the people who came out to spread the video, but they were not allowed to return. For no reason at all, they had an attitude of 'I'm so arrogant, what can you do about it?'

However, there was a little accident in this blocking of the door.

Two days later, a cat-person mage appeared and said frankly, "I don't know Mr. Long, and I've never seen him before. But the development of the Primordial Maze is a big deal, and I've obtained some clues because of it. As a thank-you gift, I'll only come once and make one move. "

After saying that, he didn't wait for the other party to react.

The cat-person mage waved his hand and attacked.

The light of the spell swallowed up the whole space. Not only the black-robed Holy Patriarch, but also some of the nearby masters who didn't hide far away were affected. In just one move, hundreds of people were killed, but the cat-person mage flew away slowly as if nothing had happened. Its actions proved that it really only came once, and it really only used one move.

However, the consequences were unbearable.

Two hours later.

A team of five Shadow Warriors rushed over. They couldn't find any clues about the cat-person. Just as they were about to take the opportunity to make trouble, they suddenly found that the whole huge space was "held" in the palm of a hand. A sentence came from the distant sky. "I'll only come once and make one move."

Then.

A grip.

Five super masters who were dozens of times stronger than the Ten Thousand Rings Holy Patriarch were crushed into nothingness, and even the whole space was trampled into pieces.

This time.

All the people who didn't retreat far away were dead. Except for those who had strong resurrection abilities, most of them were crushed to death.

The two "annihilations" made everyone realize one thing: the Void wasn't a Holy Kingdom … There were countless masters in the endless Void, and there were people who didn't fear the Eight Emperors. The people in the dark area could scare the Holy Kingdom, but they couldn't scare the Void. These people didn't just attack the Shadow Warriors, but also anyone who thought they could "run amok in the Void."

After that, there was no third team of Shadow Warriors, and the two "losses" were enough to make them vomit blood.

Outside the entrance of the maze.

A third person came.

He was like a cloud of smoke, and his appearance couldn't be seen at all. He didn't stay long and only said a few words. "I'm from the Sorcerer's Web. I don't know Mr. Long, and I don't know you. I only showed up once to tell everyone that I'll also make one move, just one move. I don't dare to say that I'm strong, but it should be easy to kill someone within a million rings. "

After saying this, the weirdo who claimed to be from the Sorcerer's Web also disappeared.

At this time, the people in the Holy Kingdom completely understood that the Shadow Warriors they were most afraid of were no different from flies in the eyes of some people.

After that.

The dark area didn't send anyone else.

They wanted to kill Mr. Long, but they didn't want to go against all the "idle" masters in the entire Void. There were all kinds of lunatics in the Void, and who knew how many people wanted to "make one move." After all, Mr. Long really opened up a new path, and there were too many people who were grateful to him.

"Wait, he'll come back to the Holy Kingdom."

"Prepare a holy weapon with a name, gather masters who have the ability to target him, and we can also kill him in a way of challenge."

"He's already at the eleventh domain, we can't let him grow any more."

The dark area had a new plan.

They wouldn't give up, and they had to eliminate enemies. For so many years, they had extinguished countless fires, killed countless rookies, and killed countless geniuses. Although they hid in the shadows, they also had the support of the "light."

A new candidate.

A new plan.

A new trap.

It could be said that the dark area was a blatant plan to "kill" Mr. Long.

Inside the ancient maze.

Ten Wolves had tried hundreds of times to persuade Mr. Long not to return to the Holy Kingdom. But Mr. Long didn't respond. He was like a machine, not affected by any external factors at all, always doing his own thing wholeheartedly. Suddenly, the people watching the video had a faint realization: only a person with this kind of state of mind could achieve this kind of miracle.

If he was afraid of wolves in front and tigers in the back, it would be strange if he could accomplish anything.

Not to mention talent, just this rock-solid willpower was destined to be an extraordinary person.

Eleventh ring, eleventh domain.

When everyone watched him grow to twelfth ring, it was no surprise that he had twelfth domain.

And then.

Thirteen, fourteen, fifteen … In less than two months, Mr. Long had reached the twentieth ring level and the twentieth domain. It was unexpected, but also unexpected. From the beginning to the end, Mr. Long only focused on one kind of power, and only cultivated one kind of skill. This situation was the same as Mute Monk back then, who didn't even learn more spells.

The difference was.

Mute Monk didn't progress so fast back then, and now Mr. Long's growth was getting faster and faster.

"My Lord, the latest video …"

"Yes, I already know. This monster, without any learning, comprehended the ten skills of the Monk Mystic Codex on his own. Mute Monk also tried back then, but it took him many years to complete. I heard that Mute Monk didn't want to inherit the benefits of his predecessors, and now there are still a few skills that he hasn't learned. I didn't expect Mr. Long to be one step ahead of Mute Monk. "

"My Lord, this is no longer the latest."

"Hmm?"

"He's already twenty-one ring, twenty-one domain. My Lord, you should know what this means, right? "

"…"

The second domain was the first hurdle of the multiple domains of the Dharma Ring.

Single domain was normal, but the second domain was a new beginning of breaking through the boundary. Reaching the tenth domain, the power would stabilize, and then the eleventh domain was another beginning. And so on, the twentieth domain, the thirtieth domain, the fortieth domain … every tenth domain was a segment. After reaching the hundredth domain, the number 101 stumped countless geniuses and elites.

Another problem.

"My most trusted analysts, can you tell me why Mr. Long didn't die? Under normal circumstances, a Dharma Ring equals multiple domains, and the probability of self-destruction is 100%. Why didn't Mr. Long self-destruct when he cultivated from the first domain to the twenty-first domain? "

"We find it strange too."

"Is there no reasonable explanation?"

"My Lord, there's nothing reasonable about Mr. Long." The analysts didn't have an answer.

Under normal circumstances.

A tenth-ring sorcerer with two domains was considered unstable, and there was a risk of self-destruction at any time. If a tenth-ring sorcerer had ten domains, he was basically a dead man. Mute Monk was the only one who had persisted in this' limit '… He was the only one who was publicly known.

After cultivating to the twentieth domain, Mute Monk also needed to strengthen himself in other aspects.

The power of multiple domains was amazing, and at the same time, it was also 'shocking'.

Here was an example.

A two-meter-long fish in a ten-meter-long water tank wasn't dangerous.

A ten-meter-long fish in a ten-meter-long water tank could explode at any time.

The right pattern.

The bigger the water tank, the smaller the fish, and the safer both sides. If the fish couldn't be small, then expand the water tank. Why was it said that the drop rate of a Dharma Ring and multiple domains was 100%? The reason was: a ten-meter-long water tank and a ten-meter-long fish. When the fish moved, the water tank would explode … even if the water tank didn't explode, the fish would explode.

Mr. Long didn't explode.

From the first domain to the twenty-first domain, he didn't explode. It was as if his cultivation had never gone wrong, not even the slightest mistake.

If others touched the 'limit', it would be considered suicide.

But Mr. Long had always been in the limit state.

In the ancient maze, he had clearly messed up and failed, but he was still safe and sound. At first, people thought that he had a strong physique and could withstand internal problems. He could withstand two or three rings, but it was abnormal for him to exceed ten rings. Even Yuanzu Yuan Ling's physique couldn't withstand self-destruction in the limit state.

This kind of human cultivation was absolutely unreasonable.

"Old Yi, can a Dharma Ring and multiple domains always maintain the limit state?"

"In theory, yes, but in reality, it's impossible."

"Why not?"

"Unless a person's cultivation is absolutely flawless. This state is like a cup filled with water, it will be finished if you shake it gently. No one can avoid mistakes in cultivation, including the God of Arcane and the Scarecrow. "

"He's fine."

"I find it strange too. If there is a reason, it can only be said that 'he knows everything, has perfect control of himself, and can practice countless times in cultivation.' Only in this way can a person not make mistakes in cultivation. In fact, this is impossible. A person can't know everything, and can't control himself perfectly. There is no way to treat practice as reality. "

"Then he …"

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