The towers of the gods reshape the order, and the dusty world enters the period of great practice. At this moment, life, race, humanity, environment, order, everything is changing. Everyone can't be sure whether this change is good or bad, but no one wants to lag behind.

In just a few years, more and more ‘newcomers’ have appeared.

They are not new people.

They used to stand in the middle of the old brand, but they were only one of them a few years ago. Other than their own, others don’t know who they are. Now they have changed. In this practice frenzy, they are one step faster than others... Yes, it’s just a step faster. Just like the sports champion and the runner-up, the former is only one step faster, but it attracts 99% of the attention.

Because they made more progress, they became famous.

It is no longer just a celebrity within the family.

They are already famous.

It is precisely because of this change and this glory that the tyrannical powers of the dust have worked harder. They began to realize that they don't need to be beautiful, they only need to be stronger than the people around them, and they can make a name for themselves.

When the Void Master and the Virtual Master are coming, joining this feast, this stage will be more glorious and more competitive.

No war.

But there is battle.

Nether mage and imaginary teacher can be counted as outsiders, and the powerful masters of the dusty world can't look at the outsiders' fame and not move. So, a battle started. There is no hatred, no power, just a simple victory, to represent the dignity of being a mage.

Seniors, juniors.

Old generation, new generation.

Local, outsiders... No matter how the outsiders are defined, everyone wants to win their honor on this ‘stage.’ If you want to participate in the things of the Emperor and the gods, at least, you must have the strength to stand out from the crowd. If you are a mediocre character among the public, how can you participate in the battle of the gods and gods.

"Yong Cang, the emperor has new actions."

"He... he can't be 'quiet' for a while?" Yong Cang is really tired.

During this period.

The progress of the Emperor has been reported almost every few days. Everyone from the beginning of ‘slightly’ to ‘attention’, then to ‘respect’, then to ‘tough’, then to ‘awe,’ and then to the hopelessness that is now unmatched.

It can be said.

It is no longer news that the progress of the emperor is progressing. It is strange that everyone has no progress.

"This is very important."

"Yeah." Yong Cang has long been desperate for challenging himself. This is probably a battle from the brand, now, in a few years, the progress of the Emperor has already told all the masters of the dust: you probably can't afford a trick, so don't come to die. When it comes to the important things of the Emperor, hehe, it doesn't matter.

"It's really different, Lord Yong." The intelligence personnel are also tired. In recent years, they have said countless times.

They didn't lie.

Every time it matters, it’s really important.

"You talk about it in detail." Yong Cang also knows that there is only one person left in the New God Alliance to fight against the Emperor. The group below himself and himself can only watch the fun. However, the intelligence of the Emperor still cannot be missed, because some people still need it.

At this stage, no one dares to miss the information of the emperor.

"Yes, Lord Yong Cang." The intelligence personnel carried out the positive color and slowly unfolded a magic video, which reflected the picture of the emperor's 'tuning' a broken arm: "This is the new movement of the emperor. He is making a very Special things. Because we need to confirm, our intelligence needs to be reviewed and verified, so it is slower."

"It doesn't matter, you work hard, and you have worked hard recently." Of course, Yong Cang does not care. The intelligence is not ‘seeing is equal to the facts’ and needs to be verified.

"Thank you, Lord Yong Cang." The intelligence personnel thanked and the picture continued to play.

"You're welcome, is this arm a man?"

"No. After our verification, this arm belongs to Yang Taihuang. In the battle of the ancient cemetery, before Yang Taihuang died, he was once taken away by an emperor and said that he was doing a special experiment. Today, it is people. When the emperor used it."

"Yeah." Yong Cang is still watching, and he is listening carefully.

At this moment.

The picture changes slowly... This arm is eroded by the energy of the original solar eclipse and slowly becomes a gaseous sphere. Soon, it went into liquefaction, as if it had improved one level. In less than half a minute, the liquid turns into solid again, which turns into a black sphere. At this time, Yu Ji gave some strength to make the black ball stable.

Next.

The Emperor lifted the black ball into a position in the air.

The energy of the original eclipse is injected in large quantities, and the black spheres are slowly shining... These lights are black, making everything dim.

Yong Cang looked quietly and did not ask.

At this moment.

The intelligence personnel began to explain: "To do this, the arrangement of the Emperor is almost completed. The latter is perfect, some details."

"What is the Emperor doing?"

"We can't name it yet, but we can define it."

"What definition?"

“An inanimate special 'mentor'.” The intelligence personnel magnified the picture and extracted a squirting sect in the light of the black sphere. These mantras are extremely small and small, they are also black, which is the basic particles that form black rays. They are like sand, like smoke, like fog, gathering together into a beam of light.

"Teacher?" Yong Cang looked back at the other companions, and others looked surprised.

"Yes, Lord Yong Cang. Our definition, it is the 'mentor'. And, the extraordinary 'mentor'. According to our test, this black sun has all the power and knowledge of Yang Taihuang, this knowledge blends strength Then, it turns into a small, small mantra particle. In other words, a mage does nothing, as long as he is close to 'sun drying', he may gain the experience of Yang Taihuang."

“Hey? So good?” Yong Cang knows that plants can grow up in the sun, but I didn’t expect...

"In fact, it is not all good. Please look at it." The intelligence personnel opened another video screen, and the content was a test of 'sunning the sun'. There are many wizards in this test, some of which absorb some spells in the process of 'sunning'. But more is the result of ‘sunburn’.

Their skin is broken.

The self escaped some small spells and floated back into the interior of the black sun.

"Can it hurt people?"

"No, in theory, it will only 'copy' the knowledge and experience of the sunburner. The damage to the skin can be repaired by a common mage. The black sun has the power of the original solar eclipse, but those rays are not Focus on injury, but focus on copying and recycling."

“So when you are in the sun, do you have the knowledge and experience of Yang Taihuang yourself, or provide some knowledge and experience?”

"Exactly."

"Can you enter the interior of the black sun?" Yong Cang heard sure, his eyes wide open.

"Unknown, it is possible. Someone used to be close, staying beside the black sun less than one meter away. Because the intelligence personnel are not high enough, they can't be closer. As you can imagine, the closer to the black sun, the more knowledge you can get. The more it is, the more knowledge it may be copied by it."

"I have a question. Can the knowledge provided by others be re-absorbed by others?"

"Please see."

The intelligence personnel did not speak and explained, only the results of the verification.

At this time, the picture has changed.

Still black sun, or black light, almost the same as before... only a little bit. At this time, the black sun has a different color of light, and it is a red color. Very small and very small, but it is not black, it is red.

"This is Yongxia..."

"Yes, this is the ability of Lord Yongxia. Because he is just around, so I tested it for a while. Lord Yongxia said: He deliberately provided some of his own strength. As a result, the black sun completely absorbed. And, immediately Reflected, it can be learned by everyone. Yongzai himself tried it and said to us: Don't be too happy too early, it is only equal to a teacher who has a strong knowledge of knowledge. It does not mean that we practice well."

"Yongxia..." Yong Cang also understands the mood of this old friend.

The representative of the original New Alliance is Yongdong.

After the death of Yongdong, Yongxia has been trying hard to practice and trying to avenge him. However, the distance between the two sides has been getting farther and farther, and now they are almost desperate.

"At present, the 'knowledge storm' of the black sun is inexhaustible. Because it is made of the original solar eclipse, it will last forever unless it is destroyed by stronger power. It will also absorb the surrounding energy and supplement itself. This kind of knowledge storm is not equal to strong entanglement. It is only equal to revelation. Tell us how Yang Taihuang used to improve himself."

“Including the practice of Yongxia?”

"Yes, it now includes part of Yong Xia’s experience in practice. It does not need to be studied, and it must be understood if it is acquired. However, if you can practice the same success, then you should look at the individual. On the other hand, it is not necessarily the sun. If you can succeed, you may just pay. According to our estimation, it will always be rewarded if it is dried for a long time and dried."

Yong Cang nodded gently.

At this point, everyone understands what it is... It is equivalent to an ‘experience exchange center’. Because the black sun will copy and extract, the people who are drying also provide knowledge. A Yongxia will provide a little bit, ten ‘Yongxia’? Or, one hundred, ten thousand, one hundred million?

When everyone provides a little bit of their own, it is horrible to accumulate.

What wisdom tree.

What is the brain?

It’s not worth mentioning in front of this guy.

"The Emperor built this kind of thing on the first floor of the dust, that is, 101. At present, the Emperor has returned to the 100th floor, the place where the Yangtai round is frozen. We did not dare to approach, I feel that the Emperor wants to follow Yang Tailun does what the deal is. "The intelligence personnel don't make a guess, because everyone can guess if you hear this.

"The Emperor wants to 'extract' the knowledge and experience of Yang Tailun." Yong Cang can't hear it.

Yang Taihuang is dead, how can I use it.

but.

Yang Tailun did not die, but frozen into an ice sculpture ‘specimen’.

Continue to be an ice sculpture?

Still agree with the transaction of the Emperor?

Yang Tailun actually has no choice, the latter is basically an inevitable choice. At the same time, he also knows the consequences. If Yang Tailun’s ‘knowledge and experience’ are all displayed and become a 'knowledge base' for people to learn, Yang Tailun will have no cards. Everyone knows everything about him, he studies it, he cracks it, and it all targets. Even if he can't learn the knowledge of Yang Tai Wheel, he will definitely know all his abilities, which is clearer than the slice anatomy.

Choosing this road, in addition to the divine right, Yang Tailun must give up everything to re-cultivate to mix.

otherwise.

He didn't make a move, and everyone knows what ability he uses when he reaches out.

It is still very strong for the lower level Master, and the basics of the same level can't be played... The Master without a secret is not worthy of being called a Master.

but.

Is it an ‘Ice Engraving Specimen’ or a ‘Knowledge Book’, is there still room for thinking in Yangtai Wheel? No, no, no one likes to make an ice sculpture specimen for outsiders to visit. Others are still the gods, the gods of the sky. I can't afford to lose my face.

just now.

According to this momentum, the gods are just a humanistic knowledge library in the eyes of the people.