"I remembered, it was the time when I connected to the patio."
Yuan Chen was speechless. In the Tongtianjing in the far north snowy area, his avatar seemed to have gone a thousand years later and met an old man and a young man, and learned the time node from their mouths.
But all along, Yuan Chen's clone has been wondering about that encounter, why it was he who heard those encrypted voices.
"It seems that I was still too naive at the time, and things were far from that simple."
Time is the most elusive thing, and the future is even more out of reach. How can a mere Tongtianjing and a weak young man be able to go a thousand years later?
Someone must be planning this, and the plan is nothing more than to lead the source dust clone to go astray.
After all, hearsay is not as good as seeing it with your own eyes. If a young man who is bound to be powerful in the future sees that he is fighting Nuwa in the future and is the enemy of all spirits, then whether he is doing good or evil, he will feel that he is very powerful, and then
The balance has shifted and tilted toward evil.
This is a subtle influence, but it is deeply rooted and difficult to trace back.
"What kind of scheming person is this? You dare to scheme against me like this." The reason why Yuan Chen was angry was that the place where he appeared was the backyard, but the girl named Xiaoqian and the old man were nowhere to be seen.
It seemed like light rain had begun to fall in the gray sky, but in fact, it was red rain.
Yuan Chen walked out of the blood-colored coffin, held up a red umbrella, and scanned the entire world indifferently.
With the blood-colored coffin as the center of the circle, red waves began to spread, and the terrifying weirdness silently eroded the space.
"Inferior creatures do not deserve to exist. Nuwa, your attainments are too poor. I will help you clean up the garbage."
Yuan Chen slightly turned his red paper umbrella aside and looked up at the bloody light in the sky. There seemed to be two black shadows confronting each other. There was a black shadow with flying hair. It looked like a madman and did not look like a good person.
The other one is a human body with a snake's tail, sticking darkly to the sky, almost like a totem.
Yuan Chen was speechless, his clone was too easy to deceive, right? He actually thought that these two dark figures were powerful.
There seemed to be a lot of black spots on the far horizon. Among them were men and women. They all seemed to be very familiar with Yuan Chen. Jing Neng called Yuan Chen by name and even criticized him.
"Yuanchen, you bastard, have you really forgotten us?"
"Damn it, it's too late, it's too late."
"There must still be a chance, there must be a chance, we must never give up..."
Yuan Chen couldn't bear it anymore and didn't bother to listen to the replay here, so he just broke the news with one finger.
The rain of blood disappeared, and everything around him disappeared like paper.
Yuan Chen rushed out of the paper and looked at everything around him.
The black coffins were silently distributed around, as if they were arranged in some kind of formation, but they were so chaotic that even Yuan Chen couldn't understand the reason.
The construction style here is very similar to that of Yi Zhuang, but it always looks a little awkward.
"Dad, are you outside? Get me out quickly, I'm locked in a coffin." The baby boy's voice came from a black coffin.
Yuan Chen stepped forward and wanted to open the black coffin that made the sound, but suddenly, all the black coffins moved. At the same time, the baby boy's voice was also suppressed.
Yuan Chen looked upset and stamped his foot, causing all the coffins to fly up and open them all.
Stomping his feet again, the ground shook the space, and all the coffins exploded.
There are only a dozen people in dozens of coffins, and these dozen people are all paper figures.
These paper figures look like baby boys, each one looks like a living creature, with its mouth open and calling for daddy.
"Very good, you succeeded in making me angry." Somewhere behind Yuan Chen, red ripples spread out, crazily infecting everything around him. The entire Yizhuang was covered in weirdness almost in the blink of an eye. Those
The paper man who originally called Dad was completely annihilated in the strange ripples, leaving some ashes behind.
"I hope you can bear the price of making me angry." Yuan Chen opened the door of Yizhuang and looked at the whole world.
This is a treacherous world.
There is no sky or ground here, just floating paper platforms. These paper platforms are scattered in an orderly manner, with different heights. They look intricate, but they vaguely form a road.
It seems that as long as you walk on this road, you can reach the end of the road.
However, Yuan Chen is very angry now and has no intention of playing with him.
He walked directly forward in the void, walking on the path he thought was right, completely ignoring the path that was arranged.
At the end of the road that the boy didn't want to take, the baby boy was lighting a fire in a castle.
"Don't run! Fat Cat! This place is all made of paper. Why are you the exception? Come and tell me." Fat Cat, running fast in the paper castle, panicked, never thought that this baby boy would be so difficult.
Tangled.
"Meow~"
The fat cat is desperate. Who is this person? I kindly wanted to take him on a day trip to the Mountain of Swords and the Sea of Fire, but not only did he not dare to enter, he also chased me. But now he can't fly, so he can only
run.
"This place is very dangerous. It can seal most of my energy. For safety, I must capture this fat cat as a hostage, otherwise it may be dangerous."
The baby boy never thought that it would be so dangerous outside Yizhuang.
Although the builder here is not as good as his father, he must be better than himself.
The insecure baby boy regarded the cat as his life-saving straw, but the fat cat running for his life greeted the baby boy's father hundreds of times in his heart.
Yuan Chen was upset, with nameless fire burning. He knew that someone must be scolding him, but this place was so special that he couldn't use his full strength, so he could only try to do it slowly.
The strange ripples continue to spread, with Yizhuang as the center, spreading to the entire world.
Yuan Chen knew that he was going in the right direction. It wouldn't be long before he would meet the real master of this world.
As the strangeness spread, the boy finally arrived at his destination.
Here is a sea of paper balls. Above the sea of paper balls, there are steps leading to unknown heights.
Yuan Chen took a leap and arrived where he wanted to be.
"Yuanchen, you are finally here. I have been waiting for you for a long time." A man wearing glasses turned around, and the paintbrush in his hand turned into a sharp spear and rushed towards Yuanchen.
Strange ripples appeared around Yuan Chen, weakening his attack.
"Who are you? Do I know you?" Yuan Chen was speechless. How come everyone knows him? Is he so proud?
"Oh, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Ji Hua. You can also call me a painter."
"What's your relationship with Wu Ji?" Yuan Chen looked at him with an evil look, and the aura of King Wu Ji actually appeared on this guy.
"What does it have to do with him when I meet you? Can we not mention him when we communicate?" The painter frowned, as if he didn't like to see King Wuji. When he mentioned him, his face was full of disgust, as if he was looking at someone who didn't know how to make progress.
Silly boy.
"You are his clone." Weirdness was invading the world, and Yuan Chen also controlled the whole world quietly, and soon learned the identity of the painter.
"I have a name. My name is Ji Hua. I am not someone's clone." The painter reacted violently, but he quickly calmed down. He looked at Yuan Chen with a smile and said, "That fool always gives in to you, but I don't
Same thing, you father and son are all here today, so please stay."
The painter took out a new pen and filled in the final stroke on a painting, adding the finishing touch.
A terrifying vitality appeared, and a paper man who looked exactly like Yuan Chen appeared. The moment he appeared, he rushed towards Yuan Chen, intending to kill this guy who looked the same as him and replace him.
"You think you want to keep me just because of a paper figure." Yuan Chen sneered. He was able to compete with King Wuji because of his own ability. It had nothing to do with courtesy. And with King Wuji's temperament, he would definitely not
Maybe give yourself some courtesy.
It is indeed a clone, and the inherent thinking of the original body is too terrifying.
"In this world, I don't believe you can exert your full strength."
The painter sneered, swiped his brush again, and added the finishing touch. Another paper man flew up and turned into King Wuji.
"Interesting, your abilities are so interesting."
Yuan Chen's eyes shone brightly, he was particularly fond of this clone's ability. If he had it, wouldn't he be able to be lazy openly?
This way, even if something happens, it won't disturb you.
It is absolutely possible to send out these paper figures to assist in the battle.
Yuan Chen can even make a paper man exactly like himself, so that his problems can be completely solved.
The pressure doubled as soon as possible, and he was even pressed underneath, but Yuan Chen's heart was beating excitedly and he was extremely happy.
If you obtain this power, you will not only be able to completely solve your own problems, but also better manage the Dark Sea World. This is simply a necessary ability for a ruler.
King Wuji probably had this kind of power, but even he didn't expect that one of his split clones would have such power. Not only that, it would also escape from his control and escape to this closed place to plot.
A killing array was launched against Yuan Chen.
In the blink of an eye, the dense paper man Yuan Chen and the paper man Wuji King occupied the sky, frantically attacking the disadvantaged boy.
"You're dead. Sure enough, that guy is too soft. You can't beat my clone, let alone King Wuji, who is countless times more powerful than me. There's no way you can be his opponent."
The painter laughed maniacally. He seemed to be trying his best to determine something, and this matter seemed to be the reason why he betrayed King Wuji.
"No, you are wrong. I haven't exerted my strength yet." Yuan Chen has never attacked directly. He has always relied on the strange ripples of the blood-colored coffin.
"It's ridiculous for a mere clone to be so self-righteous. Your true body doesn't even dare to claim to be my opponent, so why do you?"
"That's his tolerance!"
"Haha, haha, be patient? In that case, I'll let you see the gap between the clone and the main body."
Yuan Chen's eyes were dark and he smiled: "I said, the paper is black."
In one sentence, the ocean of white paper was instantly changed, from white to black.
Countless paper figures fighting against Yuan Chen also lost their ability to move in an instant, and they all fell into the sea of black paper balls.
"This...how is this possible? How can you be so powerful! No! This is not your power. You must have borrowed the power of King Wuji. It must be like this."