Here is a vast grassland.

Green grass, blue sky and white clouds.

There is no sun in the sky, but the light is bright.

There are a lot of wild flowers, and they are competing to bloom.

The air is full of rich floral fragrance, and the wind is slowly blowing, blowing the face of Fangyuan.

Fang Yuan stunned.

"This is the eighth layer of the Mad Cave?" He could not help but be surprised.

According to the calculation of the madness, the countdown to the third layer of the mad cave should be the seventh layer of the scene, and the track marks are stacked everywhere. The scale of the eighth layer of the track is bound to be larger than the seventh layer. On the ninth floor, there is a fairy tales arranged by the Infinite Magic. The core of this fairy tales is the legendary nine-turn fairy tales-derived!

However, after Fang Yuan entered the eighth floor, he found that it was a small world.

“Is it true that I have entered a blessed land?” Fang Yuan’s heart emerged with a thought.

But immediately, he denied this conjecture.

He used the means of investigation, and his face showed a subtle look: "This world seems unusual, not a normal blessed hole. The world is a bit... thin."

Fang Yuan was thinking, and he heard a loud noise.

A huge crack, running through the sky, is like lightning, traversing the entire land.

In an instant, Fang Yuan’s hair was smashed, and the alarm bell in his heart rang!

This huge crack has given him a very strong sense of threat. He can be sure that if he is affected, he will probably die. Even if it is timely to support the countercurrent body print, I am afraid that it can not support a few breaths.

Fortunately, although the crack speed is extremely fast, it is not aimed at the source.

Fangyuan smoothly evaded, and then he heard the sound of squeaking in both ears.

"This is the cry of this little world! It is in a state of collapse and is about to be destroyed." Fang Yuan looked cold and looked at it indifferently.

The huge crack, expanding and spreading, the small world seems to have been cut in half, and it is quickly separated.

Blue sky and white clouds, grass and flowers are all swallowed by cracks!

However, there is nothing in the crack, just like a fierce and eternal hunger.

Fang Yuan pupil shrink: "This is the power of the virtual road, the crack of nothing!"

Seeing this, he quickly dispatched means to cover himself.

The cracks forced him, but Fang Yuan did not dodge, but instead actively took part in it.

He entered the crack smoothly and did not suffer any devastating blow.

The bundle of imaginary cracks that have just begun is very dangerous, but after the spread of power, it can make Fangyuan barely fit.

There are fewer and fewer small worlds, and the gaps in the middle are getting bigger and bigger.

Fang Yuan flew up along the crack and quickly separated from the scope of the small world and came to the outside world.

"Here is!" The scene he saw made him physically and mentally shocked.

He is like a water bug, and suddenly he came to the vast ocean. This piece of ocean is nothing!

Nothing is big, vast and vast, not knowing the margins. Fangyuan is among them, and the meagerness is extremely small.

But he is not alone.

Accompanied by him is the world of thousands!

These worlds are like colorful bubbles, some are forming, some are thriving, others are ruining.

The small world that Fang Yuan has just been in is just destroying. In just a few moments, it only has two crescent-shaped pieces left.

The shock of my heart, for a time let Fangyuan slightly open mouth, can't speak!

He suddenly realized that this is the true face of the eighth layer.

The seventh layer is a massive trace of the road, and the eighth layer is an infinite void. In this emptiness, there are thousands of worlds in existence!

“Hey? This is!” Fang Yuan caught a change in the fundus.

The small world he had just been in was completely destroyed, but there was a long white thread.

This thread, even if it is nothing, can't be destroyed, it is very tough.

It is a road mark!

Although it is just a track mark, it is extraordinary and sparkles with a trace of halo.

"What is this track?" Fang Yuan has never seen such a track, and he can't help but concentrate on it.

Obviously, this track is extremely extraordinary.

Because of the small world before, there will be a heaven and earth in the heavens and the earth. There must be a sermon in the movement of all things. There are wooden paths in flowers and plants, soil roads in grass fields, and cloud roads in white clouds.

But these traces do not exist, they are destroyed by nothingness, leaving only this translucent white silk-like track.

From this track mark, Fang Yuan saw the Yu Dao, noticed the Tao Road, tasted the wooden road, and sensed the cloud road.

"What is this genre of traces? Is there an all-encompassing amount of equipment?" Fang Yuan was amazed, suddenly thought of a turn, thought of the answer.

"I understand, this is heaven!"

"The trace of the heavens!!"

When he was running on the seventh floor, he was still strange: he saw all kinds of traces, including new road marks such as dreams. But it lacks two kinds of track marks.

One kind of humanity, one is heaven.

Fang Yuan has seen human traces, but he is the first to see the traces of heaven.

"The rest of the track marks disappeared and destroyed, leaving only the traces of the heavens... What does this indicate?" Fang Yuan eyes staring at the trace of the heavens.

Silk-like heaven and earth traces, as if floating in the wind, sparkling with Yingying white awns, its posture deeply attracted the attention of Fangyuan.

Fangyuan was cautious and did not try to start with this track.

He followed the track marks, and after a while, the void in front suddenly changed.

The undercurrent surged, and a vortex suddenly formed, swallowing this heavenly track.

The road marks persisted for a moment in the whirlpool of nothingness, and suddenly collapsed.

In an instant, the whirlpool of nothingness is like being infested with color, becoming a crazy runner of colorful paint.

Shortly after the whirlpool spins, the waves slammed and suddenly exploded.

The emptiness of this place has returned to calm. But there was a blue-and-white bubble in the original place, but it was born out of thin air.

This bubble was very small at first, only the small thumb of Fangyuan was large, but very quickly, it continually expanded and expanded in volume.

Fang Yuan used the means of investigation to look at it and found out that this blue-and-white bubble is a small world that has just emerged. In the small world, land is expanding, the sky is spreading, and everything is undergoing dramatic changes in accordance with some wonderful rules.

After dozens of breaths, this small world has grown to the scale that Fangyuan can enter.

The growth of the small world slowed down, and everything inside it gradually stabilized.

Fangyuan entered it.

This little world is no longer what he saw before. The clouds are fluttering, and the islands are suspended in the air. Around the world, there are countless huge cyan vines that are woven into the inner net.

"Although it is the same heaven and earth road mark, but the appearance of the small world has changed a lot." Fang Yuan's heart is shaking, there is a kind of thing that will be comprehended, but it has not yet been realized, just like a layer of window paper.

Fang Yuan has a strong sense of foresight. As long as you grasp this inspiration and comprehend it, you will definitely be greatly improved. This kind of improvement is a qualitative change!

So he began to keep an eye on these small worlds and watched the small world continue to die.

His whole body and mind are deeply immersed in it, just like a konjac, unable to extricate himself.

"The seventh layer of the Mad Cave is a derivative track, and in this eighth layer it is in the derivative world!"

"No, the derivative world is just an appearance. What he actually wants to do is to derive traces of heaven."

Fang Yuan carefully observed that after each round of the birth and death of the small world, the trace of the heavenly road will usually grow a part.

The actual situation is more complicated.

Sometimes, it is not just a trace of heaven and earth. The vaginal vortex swallows around, and it is likely to swallow three or four heavenly road marks at the same time.

After these heavenly roads are broken up, the small world formed is often broader, with deeper roots and rapid growth.

But after the destruction, there are often only one trace of the heavens, at most two.

As for the total length, the total length of the previous three or four heavenly road traces will undoubtedly exceed the sum of the lengths of the trails.

"The heavens and the road marks will also be damaged."

"Or, the heavenly traces I have seen do not meet the standards of the Promise."

"He wants to create a heavenly track that meets his standards!"

So what kind of heavenly traces does he have to create?

Fang Yuan’s heart was moving, and he suddenly thought of the inference of the madness and the blame. The Promise Devils wanted to pursue eternal life, so they settled in the mad cave in their later years and wanted to find the right way.

"The Promise Devil wants to pursue eternal life, but Heaven does not allow it. "The ancestral ancestors" has already recorded that the fate of the world stipulates that everything in the world must die, and the soul will return to life."

What is fatality?

You are the best in heaven and earth.

Destiny is essentially a piece of heavenly debris!

"The Promise Devils want to live forever, they can't get through the heavens. When he understands this, he will directly study the heavens and study them." Fang Yuan guessed.

The Promise Demon once attacked Heaven, but he is not a magician of the heavens, and he cannot destroy his destiny.

But he did not give up, but instead worked harder and faced difficulties. He wanted to find the reason why he could not destroy the fate, and wanted to thoroughly understand the truth of the heavens!

So ambitious!

Such a means!

Even Fang Yuan is not admired by the heart.

"So how do I collect these heavenly traces?" Fang Yuan was very upset~lightnovelpub.net~ He tried many means and was useless.

There is a hunch in my heart that tells him that even if he takes the thief's nest now, he can't take these heavenly traces.

The thief’s nest is not broken, but it’s still ruined. And this fairy squad is obviously nine turns, but it is also hand-placed by the Promise.

"I should go straight to the fairy squad!" Fang Yuan was in trouble again.

Because he didn't know at all, where is the ninth floor going!

In the first seven layers of the Mad Cave, the path is very clear, but in the eighth layer, Fang Yuan is in the vastness of nothingness, without any signs and clues. How to enter the ninth floor?

Fangyuan simply does not know what direction to choose.

He only has a purposeless drift.

I don't know how long it took, he accidentally discovered a world.

"This world is the biggest world I have seen so far. But obviously, it is about to be destroyed. Let's take a look at it." Fang Yuan has entered the world.

"See the saints!!" The world has souls. After seeing Fangyuan, it immediately worships and is extremely excited.

"Sage, are you trying to save the world and build a dojo?"

"Please ask the saint to accept me as a disciple, and accept me as a disciple!"

These creatures are all clouds and bodies, similar to human figures, with noses and eyes, and chattering in the mouth.

“Sage?” Fang Yuan frowned and immediately realized the great significance of it. “So, are there other saints like me?”

"Yes. There is a sage in the green leucorrhea, step by step lotus, creating the Qinglian Dojo."

"There is a saint who is barefooted in yellow, kind and harmonious, and has preserved the loess world."

"There is also a saint who looks fierce, burly and majestic, and there are thousands of beasts in his hands. He has created a wild world!"

These cloud people rushed to tell Fang Yuan.