The cultivator Kong Nie needs a large number of incense souls to devour the Dao Spirit and solidify the incense world, but this world is only external. Only after reaching the level of the emptiness cultivation can he integrate the incense world with himself, and use himself as the world, so that many incense souls worship themselves, so that he has supreme magical powers in his own world.

The fourth realm of emptiness is extremely difficult for every realm to improve, especially the perfection of emptiness and mystery. What it needs is not the incense world, but the origin of emptiness!

The origin is divided into real and virtual. For example, the five elements of thunder and fire are all the origins of reality. Such an origin can be seen and easier to obtain. It requires not much insight. It only needs to integrate many similar types to make the origin gradually complete.

In this regard, Wang Lin’s origin of flame and thunder were so successful.

But there is also a source called the origin of emptiness, such as cause and effect, life and death, truth and falsehood, which cannot be seen, but only insights. Such an origin is extremely difficult to achieve because it cannot be integrated and can only be understood.

The reason why there are not many cultivators in Kongxuan is that among the millions or even more cultivators, there are probably only a dozen of them. The key point is that the difficulty of the origin of the virtual origin.

If you have the origin of the virtual when you step into the third step, there will be many bottlenecks when you are in the Kong Xuan. But after all, when you open the Kong Sect, there are too few people with the origin of the virtual. In this way, if you want to reach the realm of Kong Xuan, you need to re-understand the origin of the virtual, either snatch it, or understand it yourself.

Although it is difficult to achieve great success after the third step, over the past countless years, many strange people have appeared, and they have slowly come up with a method.

This method is very strange, but it witnesses that the wisdom of monks is similar in many cases. Their method is to let countless incense people practice in their own incense world. With the help of these powerful people, their cultivation speed will increase by leaps and bounds, and the mountains and rivers of reincarnation will be transformed into their own incense world. In this way, those incense people do not even know where they are, it is just an illusory world.

With this, these incense people can gain the power of even their cultivation, and for countless years, people with virtual origins will be born.

Once the virtual origin appears, it will be immediately swallowed away by the powerful people they raise and become part of themselves. Because all this is illusory, because these incense people are part of their own powerful bodies, this kind of devouring is extremely perfect.

Similarly, because even the cultivation of these incense people is illusory, even when they walk out of their powerful incense world, they will lose all their power and become ordinary people.

Over the past countless years, people have also pursued whether the world they live in is also a powerful incense world, but there is no answer to this point.

The only verification point is that when you walk out of this world, if your cultivation completely disappears and you become a mortal, it is enough to show that your existence is just an incense.

But if your cultivation remains unchanged after you walk out, it means that everything is true!

Wang Lin walked in the starry sky of the Zhaohe Star Domain, and his spiritual sense was retracted from the head grabbed by his right hand. The moment he grabbed this head, he used the soul-searching technique and gained a lot of memories from the middle-aged man.

At this moment, when his right hand was thrown back, there was another one in the tens of thousands of heads behind Wang Lin. This was the first three-step powerful among the monks from nearly ten thousand worlds, but it was definitely not the last one.

The Zhaohe Star Realm has no more powerful power at this moment. Even if it has it, it will only increase the soul of the dead. Wang Lin walked forward, and he swept across the Zhaohe like a rainbow.

Any cultivation star he passed by was a bloody storm, like a strong wind sweeping away leaves, lifting up countless heads and blending behind him.

The cultivator stars and the monks outside the world are often in the flash of white clothes, and the call of death comes. As Wang Lin walks step by step, the number of heads behind him is increasing, ten thousand, ten thousand, fifteen thousand, twenty thousand... Until the number of those heads reaches nearly fifty thousand!

Fifty thousand heads are simple, but in fact, if you look at them with your own eyes, it will be enough to shake the minds of all monks. This is not a simple number of killings, and you cannot see them carefully. These are real heads. The thick blood can be smelled even if it is far away!

When Situ Nan and others came to Zhaohe, what they saw was the return of Zhaohe without a monk outside the realm! As they walked through the cultivation stars dyed with blood, one after another, one after another, followed Wang Lin's distant steps, and roared forward.

Wang Lin is in front and they are behind. Although it is blocked by the endless starry sky like thousands of mountains and rivers, Wang Lin's existence is like the head of a sharp sword, and everyone is walking together at the point where it is pointed!

After retracting the spiritual consciousness from the entire Zhaohe Star Domain and confirming that there is no other monk here, Wang Lin brought the nearly 50,000 heads behind him, and at the same time, the 50,000 heads made a shrill scream. When the earth was shocking, he stepped into the sea of ​​clouds!

The Yunhai Star Domain was the front line of the war back then. There were many monks on both sides who died here. As soon as they stepped into this place, Wang Lin faintly felt countless unjust souls like they existed, making a roar.

He closed his eyes, felt it for a moment, and suddenly opened it. His eyes showed murderous intent and walked forward. Fifty thousand heads floated behind him. From a distance, he looked like a sea of ​​human heads, shocking.

"Fifty thousand heads can form a life-and-death formation!" As Wang Lin walked forward, most of the floating continents that had existed in the Yunhai Star Domain had collapsed and split into pieces, and the scene was no longer there.

Those continents that exist were occupied by monks outside the boundary. These monks outside the boundary existed in the sea of ​​clouds for a long time. Because the sea of ​​clouds was the front line of the war that year, there were almost no monks inside the boundary here, and all died.

The entire sea of ​​clouds has completely become a fiefdom outside the boundary!

Wang Lin's spiritual consciousness spread and instantly enveloped the entire sea of ​​clouds. In his spiritual consciousness, everything in the sea of ​​clouds clearly appeared in his mind. Looking at the sea of ​​clouds that had lost their familiarity, the anger in Wang Lin's heart was like a roar of storm.

The diffusion of his spiritual consciousness was not hidden at all, but in a domineering way, he informed all the monks outside the world that he was coming.

Within their spiritual consciousness, monks outside the realm garrisoned on the continent woke up from meditation, and looked up at the sky in shock. A feeling of terror was growing rapidly in their minds.

Wang Lin's spiritual consciousness was like a big wave, sweeping across the sea of ​​clouds, like a continuous heavy cone, and banging in the hearts of all the monks outside the world.

Deep in the sea of ​​clouds, on a rare cultivation star, this star was originally the mountain gate of Potian Sect, but now it has become a ruin. Endless blue-purple seaweed grows on this earth, about a hundred feet high. From a distance, it looks like this cultivation star has grown hair.

The entire cultivation star was completely filled with the endless blue and purple seaweed. In the center of the cultivation star, there was a huge branch and stem about dozens of feet thick in the endless seaweed, which was a large purple flower!

It is about a thousand feet tall and is extremely conspicuous among the countless seaweeds, as if those seaweeds were born because of them! This flower does not bloom, but there is a bud about ten feet in size at the top.

The flower buds were round and were faintly transparent inside. There was a woman sitting cross-legged. The woman looked very beautiful, wearing a blue dress, sitting cross-legged.

A breath of the third step of the mid-stage void slowly radiated from the bud. Just as Wang Lin's spiritual sense swept through the cultivation star, the woman in the bud suddenly opened her eyes.

A trace of shock appeared in his eyes. As his eyes opened, the endless seaweed on the cultivation star squirmed together.

It is far away from this cultivation star. In the fog of the clouds battlefield connected to the outside world, there is a floating continent. There are countless monks outside the world on this continent. While flying rapidly, large stones are slowly being brought in, and a huge temple is being formed.

The temple has already taken shape, and there is a statue on it. Behind the statue, there are two huge black wings, and the appearance of the statue is even more majestic.

The statue is carved not by a human, but by a huge bat beast!

Above the head of the statue, an old man in red robe sat cross-legged. The mark on the old man's eyebrows was also a black bat! The moment Wang Lin's spiritual sense swept over here, the old man opened his eyes in horror, stood up suddenly, looked at the sky, his expression suddenly turned pale.

At the same time, in the Naluo Tian Star Domain, hundreds of thousands of monks outside the world gathered, and several powerful people outside the world were in charge, and several of them participated in the cultivation of siege and killing Wang Lin!

These hundreds of thousands of monks from outside the world surrounded them layer by layer, and at first glance they looked dense and occupied the endless starry sky. Their expressions were filled with fatigue, but the ferocity under fatigue did not disappear at all.

Surrounded by these hundreds of thousands of cultivators is a magnificent formation composed of ninety-nine cultivation stars. Among the formation, there are some cultivators in the realm on each cultivation star. They have been resisting here for a long time.

At the center of this formation, there is a circular altar, which is surrounded by hazy mist and can only be seen faintly, with a person sitting cross-legged on it.

On a cultivation star, pink clothes fluttered, a woman with a cold expression bit her lower lip, and despair gradually rose in her eyes.

On another cultivation star, Mu Bingmei's long hair was tied up, wearing white clothes, and her beautiful face showed a sense of confusion.
Chapter completed!