In The Layout Era, I, Who Transcended The Three Thousand Great Chaos, Was Exposed!

Chapter 134 Is There Any Existence Beyond The Three Thousand Great Chaos?

On the eighth platform, the golden light emanating from the stone statue of the rickety old man gathered together, condensed into a golden light, separated from the stone statue, and flew towards a certain direction

No one knows where that golden light flew, and no one pays attention to it...

Everyone's attention is on the words on the gold list......

Especially the monks of Wanjie, all of them blushed and were so excited that they spoke incoherently.

Because it is too oppressive to be oppressed by the outside world...

The old man Shengtian came out, to a certain extent, to bring back a city for Wanjie.

Let them see such a glimmer of hope in despair...

"Old Man Shengtian?!! This is my Great Myriad Realm, and I am Great Myriad Realm, and there are still people!"

"Our myriad worlds have gone through endless years. In the boundless past and present, I don't know how many powerful people have been born. Although I was born in this era, I am proud of my ancestors!"

"Who said that there is no one in my world? Who said that no one in my world can stand up? The appearance of the old man Shengtian is our counterattack, the best slap in the face!"

All of a sudden, people from all over the world completely boiled over.

In depression, burst out.

Old Man Shengtian, these four characters once became the most sacred name in the Ten Thousand Realms...

This is a counterattack by the creatures of all worlds!

Of course it resonated... The atmosphere also reached a climax...

After a while.

In Ten Thousand Realms, there is finally someone who woke up "Eight Zero Three"

"Everyone..."

"But, Old Man Shengtian seems to have died long ago"

As soon as the words fell, the cheers of the monks from all over the world stopped abruptly.

Suddenly fell silent.

Old Man Shengtian crushed the "dirty" outside the world and made it onto the list, that's right.

19....

What is shown on the gold list is... the old man Shengtian has long been lost, he is regarded as a deceased soul.

Although this is a kind of incomparable pride and glory.

But the current Ten Thousand Realms is in dire straits and is being invaded by powerful outsiders everywhere. The word "honor" is really too weak.

What about after the glory?

What is left?

In troubled times, the only useful thing is strength.

Only the strong who are alive are called the strong.

Those who go to the strong can only be called a piece of loess and a piece of faith.

You can admire, you can let out a sigh of relief at this moment, but it doesn't help the current situation of Myriad Realms.

After the ecstasy, the monks of Myriad Worlds fell into an even more desperate situation.

It's even more disappointing despair.....

"Hey, our Myriad Realms managed to produce such a high-ranking powerhouse, but he is deceased. I can only admire him, but I will never see the demeanor of that senior again...

"Yes, we will never see Senior Shengtian's demeanor again, I really want to see Senior's supreme talent"

"By the way, fellow Taoists, have you noticed a strange thing? I have just checked all the ancient history of Wanjie from ancient to modern, and also learned about the great figures of each era recorded in the ancient history, but I found that I But I couldn't find any trace of Old Man Shengtian..."

"Me too, for a strong man like Old Man Shengtian, in the past era, it was impossible to borrow from unknown people, so there must be relevant records in ancient history...

"Even if there is no relevant record, it is impossible for there to be no trace...unless...unless the old man Shengtian is willing to become an unknown mortal from the beginning to the end

until death..."

"Willing to be a mortal? It's impossible..."

All of a sudden, the entire Ten Thousand Realms began to speculate about the identity of "Old Man Shengtian"...

How could a supreme powerhouse who overwhelmed countless living beings and entered the top ten talents in ancient and modern times be an unknown person...

How is it possible to have such talent, would be willing to be an ordinary mortal until death

this moment.

The old man Shengtian has become a mystery in the hearts of the monks of all realms.

No one knows that he was born in Ten Thousand Realms, what kind of identity he played, and how he died...

Old Man Shengtian is like a piece of gold that has sunk at the bottom of Wanjie Lake, because no one has ever been to the bottom of the deepest lake.

So no one knows that under the lake, there is a shining golden stone...

The gold and stone at the bottom of the lake must be discovered only when the lake water has faded and dried up.

But when I saw it, I found that the gold stone had already been corroded and turned into an ordinary reef...

At this moment, the cultivators of the Ten Thousand Worlds were mourning endlessly. A generation of supreme beings, who had never radiated light, had long since fallen...

No one knows what Old Man Shengtian is thinking...

They only know that if the gold list is not exposed, they will not know that there is such a supreme powerhouse in the world

No one noticed that the golden light emanating from the rickety statue traveled through endless time and space.

Went to a dilapidated plane that had long been covered up and destroyed...

The top of the fairy mountain.

The director of the ancient factory looked at the statue of the rickety old man on the eighth platform, and fell into deep thought.

The existence of Old Man Shengtian really shocked him...

Just now, his spiritual consciousness was scattered in all realms, trying to collect all the information about "Old Man Shengtian".

But he found, but could not find any trace..

Although he couldn't find any traces of information about the old man Shengtian, he was sure that this old man Shengtian had existed in all realms...

Factory Manager Gu also had the same guess.

That is... that "Old Man Shengtian" completely concealed himself, pretending to be an ordinary mortal, living in the mortal world, never showing a trace of aura...

Therefore, this is why the Gu factory manager can only find out that the old man Shengtian existed, but can't find out his deeds.

That's because the old man Shengtian didn't do any deeds at all, he just became an ordinary mortal, living, aging, sick and dying in an ordinary way...

What puzzled Director Gu was...why did Old Man Shengtian do that?

If he had the talent of old man Shengtian, he would definitely not be willing to borrow his nameless name, and he would definitely keep climbing the immortal road until he reached the highest...

"why are you doing this?"

"Are you hiding from something... or are you afraid of something..."

The hoarse voice of the ancient factory manager echoed on the top of this fairy mountain...

Immortal Punishment Realm.

In front of a chessboard.

After Wang Fan dropped a white piece, leaning on his chin with his right hand, he casually asked the gray-clothed old man in front of him:

"Do you think there are people in this world who are willing to waste their talents?"

The words fell.

The gray-clothed old man in front of him didn't rush to answer.

Instead, he unhurriedly picked up a sunspot from a box on a board and dropped it to the edge of the board.

Only then slowly said: "How do you know that he is willing to waste?"

The words of the old man in gray echoed in Wang Fan's ears.

Wang Fan was startled suddenly, and then asked: "You mean, this old man Shengtian is actually forced to live his life as an ordinary mortal due to helplessness?"

The gray-clothed old man spread his arms and said, "Is it far away?"

"It is impossible for me to believe that there are people in the world who would give up the opportunity within reach."

Wang Fan touched his chin, then turned his head, looked at the rickety statue on the eighth platform above the void, and fell into deep thought.

Then he said: "You said, what is he afraid of?"

The grey-clothed old man's expression turned serious, and he lowered his voice extremely low.

Mysteriously said: "This old man Shengtian's heel is the first ray of spiritual wisdom... and he escaped from the chaos of the main thousand meters...

"So, I guess Old Man Shengtian was afraid that the Three Thousand Great Chaos would discover his existence, and that the Three Thousand Great Chaos would kill him, so he had no choice but to hide and spend his life ordinary and carefully..."

The words of the old man in gray.

Instantly woke up Wang Fan.

Wang Fan's eyes lit up, and he said excitedly, "That's right!"

"Okay, okay, let's not speculate about those things.

"Things involving the level of the Three Thousand Great Chaos are not something we can discuss..."

"Okay, don't think about it, it's your turn!"

The gray-clothed old man shouted at Wang Fan who was in a daze.

A certain period of time and space...

Bai Xiaoxiao withdrew her gaze from Jin Bang, turned to the boatman and asked:

"Senior, as a powerhouse on the fifth floor, what do you think of this wave?"

Bai Xiaoxiao looked at the boatman curiously, trying to get a satisfactory answer...

I saw the fisherman leaning on the stern, exhaled a mouthful of mist, picked up the cigarette stick in his hand and knocked on the edge of the boat, and the ashes fell into the river.

"How else to see"

"He's afraid..."

Hearing this, Bai Xiaoxiao tilted her head and asked, "Afraid? What are you afraid of?"

"Hey, young man."

"Now you should understand, this is why you are on the first floor and I am on the fifth floor.

"Such a simple question, can't you figure it out?"

Hearing that the boatman didn't forget to mock himself, exposing the scar on his hand, his face collapsed instantly.

"Senior, please clear up the confusion!" the arrogant Bai Xiaoxiao said through gritted teeth.

The boatman's expression became serious, and his tone was rarely serious

"Fear of the Three Thousand Great Chaos..."

"Because in front of the three thousand great chaos, this old man Shengtian is a layer that should not exist and should be strangled...

Speaking of "Three Thousand Great Chaos", the boatman's tone became extremely awed, and even his voice was extremely quiet...

"Three Thousand Great Chaos...is it that powerful?"

"I, Bai Xiaoxiao, used to be an indestructible existence of the Three Thousand Great Chaos!"

Bai Xiaoxiao said disapprovingly.

"Oops!" At this moment, Bai Xiaoxiao felt a pain in his forehead, and covered his forehead only to realize that the boatman's cigarette stick hit his head at some point.

"Senior, okay, why are you beating someone?"

Bai Xiaoxiao was not too stingy, and he couldn't fight, so he could only talk loudly to get back the game.

"How dare you call the 'Three Thousand Great Chaos' of the plane you are in 'Three Thousand Great Chaos'???"

"The real three thousand great chaos is also the existence of the zenith of Chaos Genichi!"

"Only you, three thousand days of Chaos will be indestructible?"

"When the real Three Thousand Great Chaos is suppressed, a ray of breath can blow away your ashes!"

The boatman stared at Bai Xiaoxiao with a look of resentment, and educated him.

"Senior...Since you said that the Three Thousand Great Chaos is the existence of the apex..."

"Then is there such a possibility..."

Speaking of which.

Bai Xiaoxiao suddenly paused and looked around.

I approached the old boatman, and lowered my voice to the lowest level...

"Is there a existence beyond the three thousand Great Chaos?"

The words fell.

The old boatman's face turned extremely pale in an instant, he quickly grabbed Bai Xiaoxiao, covered his mouth, and prevented him from continuing. 5.5

Then he raised his head and said reverently to the sky: "The younger generation speaks without heart, the younger generation speaks without heart..."

Bai Xiaoxiao's complexion was purple, and she waved her hands, almost being smothered to death by the old boatman.

"Senior, okay, what do you understand me for?"

"Murder doesn't come with such murder!"

Bai Xiaoxiao looked aggrieved.

"murder??"

"I just saved you!"

"You boy, dare to say anything nonsense?"

"Do you know what level the Three Thousand Great Chaos is?"

The boatman was so angry that his whole body was trembling, he stared at Bai Xiaoxiao, and taught him every word:

"You kid, you dare to discuss and guess whether there is... ahem"

The boatman almost slipped his tongue again.

"Let's take a step back and say, in case there really is that kind of existence in the world..."

"You talk about 'that existence' like that, do you think he can't hear you???"

"With such an existence, everything in the world can't be hidden from him."

"You have to know that there are some existences, you can't speculate randomly, you can't even have a thought!"

The more the boatman talked, the more excited he became.

"You boy, if you want to die, don't hold me back!"

After a scolding meal, the boatman's mood finally stabilized.

And Bai Xiaoxiao on the side, he was just stupid...

who I am?

I am there?

I just... seem to have experienced a catastrophe of life and death?!