A week later.
Wuming was lying in the sea of flowers beside the Dream River, his consciousness connected to the super-dimensional divine space.
In an instant, he received a piece of information:
[Gentlemen, because there are too many old sinister people in the universe, and they prefer to use substitutes, clones, and vests, which has led to the decline of morals and the loss of morality. Therefore, this transcendent one is very unhappy.
Next, this transcendent master will release a series of props and skills specifically for the vest flow as a version patch. Killing one vest will kill all the vests, and I will also die. If you don't want to die, don't use the vest indiscriminately.
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Ahem, I regret it!
As the saying goes, it is easy to break when the number of vests exceeds three. I have reset it so that this effect will be triggered. If you don't want to die, don't use too many vests.
As for this divine hidden space, it is your compensation. You can get endless cultivation resources here, and you can also get the best experience here. I wish you can realize the great way in your heart as soon as possible.]
Transcendent
What realm is this? Is it stronger than the master
And what the hell is the vest flow
Wait... compensation
The Shenzang Space is actually just a compensation, so what happened
Wuming always felt that this message contained a huge amount of information, but he couldn't understand it at all.
It's true that every village has access to the Internet, and the outside world seems too exciting.
Before he could continue thinking, his thoughts suddenly seemed to be stretched like noodles, and then seemed to be crushed by huge pressure and turned into a ball.
After about thirty seconds, he felt his body.
He opened his eyes and saw that he was standing in a large square. From time to time, people appeared in the square, some in groups, and some people appeared and immediately greeted the people waiting on the chairs next to them.
"Cat-eared girl, dog-headed man, damn... giant!"
Wuming was dazzled by what he saw, and found that there were all kinds of creatures here. He even saw a guy covered with mosaics walking on the edge of the square.
"Hey young man, please come here and let me introduce you to our Heavenly Father, our Savior, Cthulhu." At this time, an alien with an octopus head and a girl's body came over, held Wuming's hands with both hands, and said in a low voice.
Wuming frowned and asked, "Why did you only pick me?"
"Young man, you're looking around like a curious person as soon as you come in. This must be your first time in the Shenzang Space, right?" said the octopus girl with a smile.
If it weren't for the tentacles above her mouth that look like beards, the octopus girl would actually be quite cute.
However, Wuming calmly broke free from the octopus girl's hand and refused, "Sorry, I have my own beliefs. You should go find someone else."
After saying that, he turned and walked away, but after taking a few steps he was attracted by a strange sight in the distance.
A giant black dragon was lurking in the mountains in the distance. Most of its scales were cracked, and green, fluorescent blood was flowing out.
Dark clouds formed a huge vortex above the black dragon's head, and thunder and lightning roared from time to time.
"Is this the legendary transcendence of tribulation?"
Wuming couldn't help but think in his heart, and then he remembered something, and immediately a faint black light flashed in his eyes, and the level immediately appeared on the top of the blackhead's head: Level 163.