MTL - King of Gods-v4 Chapter 1572 The truth of the world

"who?"

Zhao Feng, who was disheartened, was shocked by the body, as if he saw a glimmer of light in the darkness.

However, the world is surrounded by darkness, there is no sign of life, and where is the voice?

In the perception, the entire space is filled with infinite gray and confusing flow, no margins, no end.

Here, all the colors, the power of everything, seem to have lost meaning.

In Zhao Feng's feeling, the dimensions of time and space are all intertwined, and it is difficult to find a reference point.

Is this the legend, the "chaos" before the opening of the heavens and the earth?

"Who? This question should be asked if I ask you."

The vague voice, with a hint of laziness laziness, emerged with a primitive and wild face.

That breath, unable to speculate on strength, is as if it is all-inclusive, and it seems to come from endless illusion.

In addition, this breath makes his dreams and ancestors feel a little familiar.

Huh~

The nearby chaotic space, under that breath, actually produced a circle of ripples.

"What is this existence?"

Zhao Feng was shocked by his body and mind. He had the strength of two great ancestors and could not speculate on the true existence of that breath.

suddenly.

The chaos of the surrounding space is turbulent.

Silent and uninteresting.

A huge boundless "broken face", like an illusory smoke, formed in front of Zhao Feng.

The "broken face" can only see a simple outline, but it is like a sky in one world, bringing a faint oppression to Zhao Feng.

"this is……"

Zhao Feng only felt that he had a pair of ancestors, and the Qi Qi’s beating, the feelings of the kind and familiar ones were getting stronger and stronger.

That feeling, like an orphan connected by blood, will one day see her mother.

"Hey? You have my strength source!"

The huge, vain face, with amazement, stared at Zhao Feng’s ancestors. After a long period of induction, he suddenly made a long sigh.

Then he fell into a long silence and seemed to be remembering something. p>

Waited for a long time!

"Predecessors, who are you?" Zhao Feng could not help but ask: "What is the history of the previously disappeared Brahma world?"

It disappeared and everything disappeared.

The entire Brahma, including the gods...the mainland...the Qinghua domain... everything he knows disappears in front of his eyes.

"Parents... Qin Yu... Yu Fei..."

In this chaotic original space, Zhao Feng felt a strong desolateness and loneliness.

He needs an answer.

After a long time, the face finally opened: "...I remembered."

Zhao Feng, a pair of ancestors, stared at the huge face.

"I didn't expect it, I can wake up again!"

The imaginary face is whispering. Although I can't see the specific demeanor, Zhao Feng can feel the emotions of the other party. He is not malicious to himself, and there is an inexplicable complexity in the invisible "eyes".

"I came from the Brahma world that was shattered in the past, called "Vatican", boy, what is your name?"

After a while, the face stared at Zhao Feng again and smiled.

"The younger generation Zhao Feng, from the Van Gogh that just disappeared."

Zhao Feng replied.

"You must be very upset and depressed about the situation today!"

Brahma suddenly knows everything and looks calm and wise.

"Please ask the seniors!"

Zhao Feng is pressing the urgency of his heart.

The entire Brahma space, nothing left, everything disappeared, leaving him alone. No... It seems that there is one more person now.

Even so, Zhao Feng still feels blank and empty...

"That is the beginning of the seat, my name 'Vatican', is the existence of the 'creational level' in this chaotic space. In an unprecedented battle of the same level, although it completely kills the opponent, it is basically Oblivion, leaving only a trace of remnants and the power of the source..."

Brahma fell into memories and told some things about Zhao Feng very slowly.

But from the first sentence of Brahma, Zhao Feng felt a little strange.

Creation level? I have never heard of this world.

"Everything you are in Brahma, I am now ‘thinking’. The ancestors who have fallen in the van Gogh are placed in the realm of chaos and are considered to be 'world class' strong...”

A false statement of nothingness.

Ancestors? Is it world class? What is the king of God and the ruler?

The more Zhao Feng heard, the more shocked.

"The dominance is at most half of the world class. The world class, placed in a big world, is the invincible existence of all over, and can go beyond the big world and walk the chaotic world. And at the world level, there are also 'creatives', often Open up the world and create the power of all things."

Nothing has answered Zhao Feng’s doubts.

The strongest master of the gods, can only be considered half world class? The "ancestor" in the Taikoo War is a world class.

The predecessor of this face is a higher level of creation!

How terrible is a war of "environmentalization"? We must know that the battle of the false ancestors has made the world fragmented. And world-class battles can directly ruin a big world like Brass.

Such a big battle has made the "Vatican" basically degenerate, leaving only a trace of residual thoughts and original strength.

"What about the Vatican world?"

Zhao Feng’s heart has a vague answer, the legend related to Zu Yu.

"My deity was born in a chaotic avenue, but it has opened up another path to open up a 'dream road.' The residual dream source is incomparably special, with the ability of 'dream reality' and 'a dream to make everything', far beyond the general Creation level."

The voice of the face is faint with a hint of pride.

"Dream source? Is this the dream of your own ancestors?"

Zhao Feng speculated.

Fantasy reality is the ultimate ideal of the illusion, and it can turn all illusory existence into reality.

The "dream come true" ability he used once was only a small embodiment of the dream reality.

However, the "dream road" of the Vatican can even achieve the realm of "one dream makes everything" and press the other level of creation.

"My deity is behind, and there are a few remaining dream sources. After losing the master, I still subconsciously shape the world, and even try to recover. By dreaming, I will recover."

The face paused and looked at Zhao Feng.

"Dream? Is it true that the Brahma world is formed like this?"

Zhao Feng was shocked and blurted out.

That is to say, everything in the entire Brahma space is just a "make-up" of the "environmental level", and it is a "dream" created by the residual force.

If so.

So what is happening in this "dream", is it true or false?

If it is false, what is Zhao Feng now?

If it is true, then everything in the Brahma world, where Zhao Feng knows, has disappeared?

"Yes, it is a dream!"

If there is no face, it is Zhao Feng’s guess.

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