Chapter 2462

The boundary in the painting is a place of opportunity. Similarly, here, it is also a cage.

In this world, if you can't complete the task, then you are trapped in it for hundreds of millions of years, and it's impossible to improve a little.

In a short time, of course, there will be no problems.

However, when you are trapped in it for a long time, then you will find that the so-called will is all bullshit.

The long life without hope is a source of despair.

There is no goal to strive for. Moreover, although the world is very big, for those who are already at a certain height, such a painting world is so short.

The plunder of resources, or the occupation of resources, will become the most common phenomenon.

Even if the world in the painting is huge, how large can it be?

Era after era, even if only a small number, but also accumulated a very large number, and one by one strong, is endless.

"Hiss..."

I don't know when, suddenly there is a big boa constrictor the size of a bucket, a snake letter, like lightning, toward Wang Yang, when the head is rolled over.

Bang

Wang Yang's reaction was extremely quick. However, at such a speed, Wang Yang was broken one by one by relying on his invincible defense against the universe.

Even Wang Yang's powerful spiritual world can't be captured. He can only look at the snake letter and roll it towards himself.

In the universe, there are invincible people and demons. Even though there are numerous powerful enemies, they are still very stable. No one dares to provoke the leader of the four countries. He is caught by this sudden snake letter.

Even, once caught, Wang Yang has no energy to move.

Boundless magic power, profound Dao Xing, strong spiritual power, at this moment, all can not have any movement.

Only a strong will, even roar, but, no effect.

All the forces, only the strong will, the others, were suppressed.

It's like, people are frozen in the ice for ten thousand years.

"Looking for death!"

Wang Yang didn't expect that he was invincible in the universe. In this world, he had just come in for only half a day, and he would lose his life here.

At this moment, Wang Yangcai deeply understood that no matter how powerful the backstage was, it was not as important as his own strength.

At this time, just listen to a big drink, and then, you can see the bright knife, falling from the sky.

The snake letter, which Wang Yang had no way to do, answered and broke.

Whoosh, whoosh

Finally, I feel the feeling of the power returning.

Like the drowning man, goodbye to the light, Wang Yang big mouth breathing.

Never at that moment, it is so cherish the air that was breathed into the body by oneself.

Usually, it is so ordinary, but at this moment, he felt that, even if it is the end of time, he will not feel impatient.

In fact, the so-called breath has long been dispensable when the cultivation of martial arts reaches the level of Wang Yang.

Internal breathing is the only way for those who are strong in martial arts.

In the past, Wang Yang has never been so eager to breathe, but at this moment, Wang Yang is the ordinary person, he only hopes to breathe for another second.

There's a lot of energy coming from the front.

If it is usually, Wang Yang will show very calm, plain looking at all this.

Just because, behind him, there is a strong supporter. No matter who he is, no matter who he is, he can't dare to fight against himself. Even if the afterwave hurts himself, he is likely to be killed by the force from which he doesn't know where he comes from.

But in this case, no one will take care of him.

If the aftershock is dead, it will be dead. No one will give him a justice.

In fact, on the road to martial arts, there is only a struggle between the strong and there is absolutely no justice.

If you are weak, you have to be beaten.

Whether you admit it or not, whether you should or will not, you will never let go because you want justice by acting so friendly and considering your justice.

It doesn't exist.

"Are you all right?"

Familiar voice, ring in the ear.

Wang Yang raised his head.

It's a strange strong man who follows his own way.

In front of us, there is a giant python with the size of a bucket.

But now, the python is dead.

A knife will cut off his waist directly.

It can be said that this Python has been cut in half.Nian Zengfeng has become a python in two. Wang Yang recalled that he had just been in a mess. He had to turn around and look in front of him. For him, he was still a very strange strong man.

"I don't know, elder, can you tell me how powerful this giant python is?"

Their own strength, they are absolutely confident, but, this python, attack, but there is no movement.

It's like it never existed.

This is very unusual.

Their own spiritual world, even can not capture a little breath, such strength, is really too strong.

And it's just on the road.

Is the world in the picture so dangerous? The generation of high-level Taoism, emerge in endlessly?

No matter what, Wang Yang felt that he was too whimsical.

"This Python is already the eighth step of the road."

Wang Yang's problem, the strong did not evade, even if, just a knife, directly killed the python, also did not have any movement.

Just look lax, faint between, there is a trace of mysterious power, in constant fluctuations.

Wang Yang's face moved.

This mysterious power, some familiar.

It's the power of time.

This one, the beginning of the road, turned out to be related to the road of time.

The Lord of time is absolutely the highest level of celestial beings among the immortals.

The road he created, even if it was just the road, is still promising.

"Can you tell me your name?"

In the universe, for such a long time, Wang Yang has never met the existence of creating the path of time.

I didn't expect that in this mysterious place where immortals were buried, a world in painting would encounter such existence.

"You can call me" clock. "

Clock?

He is a mysterious strong man who calls himself "Zhong".

Such a name, it is to remember.

"Are you on your way?"

At present, the world in the painting is far more dangerous than I imagined.

It's impossible to enter the land of ice and snow with my seriously injured body.

Only by relying on this "clock" can we have a glimmer of possibility.