Tianling didn’t know what Zhang Xuan was thinking at this time. If he knew it, he would definitely not be able to show such a proud look.
Zhang Xuan took a deep breath, looked at Shenhai behind Tianling, and couldn’t help saying: “Is this Shenhai? How is it different from mine.”
“Ho ho.” Tian Ling sneered and said proudly, “Naturally, it’s different. After that, there is a difference between ants and gods, and fireflies can’t compete with Haoyue!”
Tianling is quite confident of his own divine sea. As the god son of the triple protoss, his vision is also very strong among them. The ordinary divine sea monk, the vision just reflects behind him. That is two or three meters, and my own vision of tens of meters is dozens of times that of others. On weekdays, once this vision is released, I don’t know how many people envy it.
You know, vision is also an important representative of strength.
Tianling may have been lonely here for too long. He was very satisfied with Zhang Xuan’s stunned look. He directly said: “Zhang Xuan, do you think the gap between you and me is big?”
Zhang Xuan nodded and said, “I felt that the difference between us was not much, but now I know that the gap between these two is huge.”
“It’s good to know.”
Zhang Xuan shook his head, “I really didn’t think that your Shenhai would look like this, completely different from mine.”
“Naturally different.” Tianling put his hands behind his back, “You have to be clear, you are a worm…”
Tian Ling said halfway, his eyes suddenly stared at the boss, staring at him. In Tian Ling’s eyes, there was an unbelievable look. He clearly saw that behind Zhang Xuan, the chaotic deep sea of hundreds of meters appeared, God In the sea, there is a green lotus, glowing, as if it can suppress everything, beside the green lotus, countless beasts are flying, galloping, and roaring!
In that chaotic sea of gods, the waves are surging to the sky, even a single wave rolled up is enough to dispel the vision of the sea of gods behind Tianling.
Tianling swallowed saliva unconsciously. Is this a vision? Is this Shenhai?
Tianling has never imagined that someone’s vision, someone’s Shenhai, would look like this! Even the Divine Lord of the Triple Protoss, there is no such Divine Sea!
Shenhai has an end, a hundred zhang, is the end, this is another magnitude of existence.
At the end of Shenhai, it represents endlessness.
This is endless divine energy!
Also, what is going on with this energy, and why is it suppressing the energy in the sea of God?
Tian Ling was stunned, completely stunned, his self-confidence, at this moment, was completely shattered, his arrogance, disappeared, he suddenly discovered how ridiculous his own pride just now, he also finally understood that Zhang Xuan just said What does it mean to say that there is a big gap? This is talking about the gap between yourself and him.
Tian Ling took a few deep breaths and tried to calm himself down. He kept telling himself in his heart that he was the god son of the Triple God Race, and this one in front of him was just an ant, he was stronger than him, stronger than him!
Tianling observes Zhang Xuan’s Shenhai.
wrong! He still doesn’t build a bridge! He is just a Divine Sea Realm! Correct! He is only the Divine Sea Realm! What about the horror of the vision, it’s just a sea of gods, I’m already building a bridge, and the gap between the bridge and the sea of gods is too big!
Condensing Shenhai is to condense the energy of heaven and earth and lay the foundation for oneself.
But building a bridge is different. If you want to build a bridge above the sea of heaven and earth energy, you have to understand certain rules. The bridge is built according to the law. He doesn’t build a bridge, and it’s just an ant.
Correct! Zhang Xuan is an ant, my heavenly spirit, a god son of the triple gods, how can I be inferior to an ordinary ant, that’s it!
Thinking of this, Tian Ling said again, “Zhang Xuan, you still don’t have a building…”
Tian Ling just wanted to talk about building a bridge, but he heard Zhang Xuan’s voice.
“Hey, you are too weak to play with you, die.”
While Zhang Xuan was talking, behind him, Shenhai, beside the green lotus on the avenue, a giant elephant rushed out, raised its front hooves, and stomped towards Tianling.
Just as Tianling was about to make a counterattack, a spirit snake entangled.
Under the entanglement of the spirit snake, the giant elephant stepped on its front hoof.
“boom!”
The whole plain was trembling.
The breath of Tianling completely dissipated at this moment!
The god son of the triple gods, Tianling, is dead!
Faced with the early stage of bridge construction, Zhang Xuan didn’t even have a real shot, and Tianling died just by relying on the vision!
This is an absolute crush on strength.
A cross-border spike.
However, Zhang Xuan had no joy on his face. He originally thought that Tianling was the mid-stage of Shenhai. Now it seems that even the mid-stage is not considered to be the mid-term. This kind of role is normal.
Regarding the bridge-building master as the middle stage of Shenhai, I am afraid that only Zhang Xuan can do this.
After killing the heavenly spirit, Zhang Xuan looked around, and now he began to think carefully about what this place was.
Zhang Xuan felt it with qi and found that there was no margin here. He looked up. There was no sun and moon here, but the sky was clear.
Zhang Xuan chose a direction at will, and the Dapeng vision possessed him.
Zhang Xuan’s speed was very fast, and the surrounding scenes flashed by, and he moved quickly in one direction.
Zhang Xuan’s idea was very simple. Since he didn’t know where this was, he walked to the end and went out naturally.
There is no sun and moon here, no day and night, Zhang Xuan doesn’t know how long he has been going forward, his spirit is a bit numb, and the surrounding scenes remain unchanged, as if they can never walk away. It is Zhang Xuan’s mental resilience, and it’s a bit about Can’t hold it anymore.
Just when Zhang Xuan wanted to stop, a thatched house appeared in Zhang Xuan’s line of sight.
The appearance of the thatched hut made Zhang Xuan’s face full of joy, and he walked endlessly, finally seeing a little light.
Ten seconds later, Zhang Xuan’s figure fell in front of the thatched house.
From a distance, this thatched house is not big, but it is only found nearby that the size of this thatched house is comparable to a palace!
The huge straw curtain blocked the entrance of the thatched house. Zhang Xuan looked at the thatched house in front of him, opened the huge straw curtain cautiously, and walked in.
As soon as you enter the door, there is a hall. In the hall, there are many ancient sacrificial objects. These objects are placed there. An altar is displayed in front of Zhang Xuan’s eyes. On the altar, there are no figures. Who to worship.
Zhang Xuan suddenly noticed that under his feet, there were many obscure and incomprehensible texts. Based on Zhang Xuan’s writing skills, Rao couldn’t recognize a few, so he could barely recognize a few.
“Big thief, immortal, not only, steal the sky.”
Zhang Xuan murmured these words, not understanding what on earth he wanted to say.
It is very extraordinary here, there must be some secret hidden here, Zhang Xuan wants to explore.
Walking past the altar, Zhang Xuan saw the words again.
One of the words was written very large, and Zhang Xuan knew it and translated it. It was a huge “hate” and it was written there.
Just looking at it, Zhang Xuan could feel the hatred that permeated the writer’s heart.
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