From the tongue-pulling hell on the first level to the saw-sawing hell on the 18th level, it took Wuming a full fifty-four thousand years. It was such a long time that it could turn a vast ocean into a mulberry field.

If it weren't for the Ancestral God of Time and Space's ability to reach the sky, Wuming might have already exhausted his lifespan and turned into ashes in such a long time.

It should be noted that even a being in the Heaven-Stepping Realm would hardly have such a long lifespan.

However, Wuming did not turn into ashes because his life span was over. He just gained fifty-four thousand years of spiritual experience for no reason, which played a decisive role in his future spiritual practice.

Moreover, everything was as he had guessed. The essence of the assessment in the Immortal Secret Realm was not that the examiner only had to endure the pain and suffering in the eighteen levels of hell.

The final test is to create a magical power, and it must be at the immortal level. Only by meeting this requirement can one pass the test of the Immortal Secret Realm and be rewarded with the will of immortality.

However, how difficult it is to create immortal-level magical powers. Even for those in the Heaven-Stepping Realm, it is very difficult. Otherwise, why would the magical powers and combat skills in this world be the same as those passed down from ancient times?

Woolen cloth.

Moreover, Wuming is not yet a monk in the Heaven-Stepping Realm. His actual cultivation level is only at the advanced level of the Transformation of God Realm. If he had not understood many laws of heaven, I am afraid that he would not have achieved what he has achieved today.

"It turns out to be the creation of supernatural powers. No wonder it gives so many tracks and figures of the Tao. This is the idea behind the emotion." Wuming frowned and said.

At this time, his appearance was exactly the frowning look he had when he appeared on the Time and Space Talent List, but he had already forgotten about the Time and Space Talent List.

Because the Ancestral God of Time and Space has also set a time limit for the breaker, only if you can create magical powers at the level of immortals within 54,000 years, can it be considered a success. If you exceed this time limit, even if you create something bigger than

Even at the fairy level, if you have terrifying supernatural powers, that will also be a failure.

Not to mention, within 54,000 years, no magical power of the immortal class could be created, nor could any magical power more terrifying than that of the fairy class be created.

That kind of level is no longer humanly possible, and it is extremely difficult even for people at the Immortal King level.

"My advantage is that I have the memory and experience of the previous life. Even if this is still difficult for me, it will be much easier. As long as I can find the eighteen levels of hell, the path of the Tao in each level of hell, or the path of the Tao.

The rules of graphics must be able to create magical powers at the level of immortals." Wuming thought silently and did not immediately go to create.

It's like building a house. You can't take action immediately when you have an idea. Before you actually start, you must have a rough plan in mind, such as where to choose the site, what kind of house to build, and how big to build it.

The square footage of the house, and even how much it costs, must be carefully considered, and no detail should be missed!

"This time I created my magical power after going through eighteen levels of hell, so I will name my magical power: Eighteen Levels of Hell!"

"At the same time, based on the eighteen levels of hell, this magical power includes eighteen kinds of changes, each of which contains three thousand mysteries. Finally, when perfectly integrated into one, the magical power will be completed and its power will be infinite!"

"It's a pity that I don't understand the laws of space now. Otherwise, if time and space are unified, the eighteen levels of hell will definitely evolve into eighteen different levels of time and space. Therefore, in each level of change, other laws of heaven will be added, and it will definitely

It will be more perfect.”

"But I still have a chance. In the future, when I fully understand the laws of space, this magical power can also be gradually perfected. This is like the twelve zodiac signs, a magical power that can grow slowly."

Combining the experience of his previous life, Wuming quickly determined the name of the magical power, and at the same time, he also had a rough plan in mind.

It's just that this is still simple, but the next thing is very difficult. Even Wuming is feeling dizzy and angry.

Time is like water, year after year.

The lightning flashed in Wuming's mind, which was because his mind was running rapidly. He was thinking about the various paths of Tao he had seen in the Tongue Pulling Hell, adding his own ideas and changes, trying to combine them.

This seems to be a very simple thing, but in fact, it is like preparing high explosives. If you are not careful, it will explode and break your bones and tendons.

After experiencing failures again and again, it took Wuming a full 2,200 years to combine the three thousand paths of Tao that appeared in the Tongue Pulling Hell. It was a huge pliers that spanned the world.

It's like trying to pluck out the tongue of heaven.

After the pliers were formed, Wuming integrated the various laws of heaven he had understood into it, as if he had injected soul into the pliers. It became no longer rigid and no longer limited to pliers. It looked as if he had practiced pliers

Successfully, he became like a monster and had his own independent thoughts.

"It took 4,800 years to finally complete the changes in this tongue-pulling hell." Wuming secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but in his heart he did not dare to slack off at all.

Because this tongue-pulling hell alone took him 4,800 years, and there would be another seventeen levels of hell. Even he didn't know whether he could complete the eighteen levels of hell within the limited time.

Created by supernatural powers.

He once again devoted his mind to creation. This time he combined the three thousand Tao patterns that appeared in the Scissor Hell with each other, and finally turned into two dragons. The dragons were like living statues.

But it has no soul of its own.

But when he integrated the Law of Life and the Law of Destruction into the bodies of the two dragons, it was like the finishing touch, giving the two dragons souls.

One end became as white as jade, with surging vitality, while the other end became pitch black and frightening, with terrifying power of destruction.

When they are separated, they will be two-headed dragons, black and white, pressing down on the void, just like a real dragon spanning the sky, with majestic power. When they come together, they will instantly turn into black and white golden dragon shears, which is like a yin and yang.

At the same time, the power of the law of life and the power of the law of destruction merged together, and the resulting power of the fusion of laws was even more terrifying, enough to destroy the sky and wipe out hundreds of millions of living beings.

This time, it took him five thousand years, because the laws of the Tao's graphics are too complicated, far from being comparable to the Tao's trajectory. If he hadn't had this first experience, he might have spent even longer.

In this way, the nameless layer of hell is created. Whether it is the pliers corresponding to the tongue pulling hell or the golden dragon scissors corresponding to the scissors hell, they are the core of every layer of hell.

Only when the core is successfully built can other aspects be better perfected, just like when building a house, once the main part of the house is completed, the decoration will be simple.

"Hahaha...it took thirty-six thousand years to finally successfully create the core corresponding to each level of the eighteen levels of hell."

Looking at the saw blade appearing in front of him, Wuming couldn't help but laugh out loud. Although his eyes were bloodshot, he was still excited.

After 36,000 years of unremitting efforts, he experienced countless failures, and the thought of giving up appeared again and again, but he still persisted and created a hell similar to each of the eighteen levels of hell.

They all correspond to the core foundation, and how much pain and suffering there is is beyond words.

"Right now, I haven't understood the law of space, so I will take the law of time as the core and connect these eighteen cores together so that the length of time corresponding to each core is exactly the same. Then the eighteen cores will be suppressed.

Just suffer the pain of difficulties forever, so that you can be worthy of being called the Eighteenth Level of Hell."

"But this is only the beginning. When I fully understand the laws of space, I can unify time and space, and use the power of integrated time and space to open up eighteen different worlds at different time and space levels. These eighteen kinds of

The core is placed in it separately, and the suppression of heaven and earth is one

In terms of aspects, what's more important is that they have formed independent situations. Even if the enemy destroys one of the cores, there will be seventeen other cores that will not be affected. By then, no matter you are an immortal or a god, as long as you fall into

If you have escaped my eighteenth level of hell, then don’t think about leaving anymore.”

Wuming's eyes were shining with excitement.

The purpose of the eighteen levels of hell he created was not to kill the enemy, but to trap and torture the enemy. Although the power of killing was not as terrifying as the Twelve Zodiac War Codes, the purpose was to suppress and encircle the enemy.

Words, however, are incomparable to supernatural powers.

"The river of time appears!"

Wuming roared loudly, and the surging power of time erupted from his body, turning into a big river, winding around his body like a ribbon.

Then, he controlled the river of time, like threading a needle through the eighteen cores suspended in the sky, such as the pliers, the golden dragon shears, and the iron tree, and completely connected them together.

However, it also took him a full six hundred and sixty-six years to completely succeed. Besides, this is not the key.

After success, as Wuming's mind moved, the flow rate of time around these eighteen cores suddenly became different. If they were targeted by the pliers corresponding to the Tongue Pulling Hell, the flow rate of time would suddenly slow down to a hundred years.

The normal time is one year, but when it is targeted by pliers, it suddenly becomes a hundred years, and it will be clamped and targeted by these pliers for a hundred years.

In fact, Wuming wanted to extend the time, but with his current cultivation level, he could only do this. After all, the time corresponding to the next seventeen types of cores is also different.

Yes, if he sets the starting point too high, then he will not be able to control it perfectly later.

"One hundred years for pliers, two hundred years for golden dragon cutting, three hundred years for iron tree... Eight hundred years for knife cutting, this is the limit. If I want to change the difference in time in the future, I can only wait for my cultivation to improve.

Already."

"In addition, even if the enemy is too strong, he can still break through. If I now master the laws of space, use the power of time and space to create eighteen different worlds of time and space, and then transform these eighteen cores into eighteen

The foundation of different time, space, and world is equivalent to eighteen completely different time, space, and world. Each layer can be independent of each other, without one layer being destroyed by the enemy and the other seventeen layers being affected."

Wuming's idea was very surprising. He wanted to create a different level for each of the eighteen levels of hell. In this way, although each level of the eighteen levels of hell has certain connections, it can be more independent and more independent.

There will be no situation where one layer collapses and the other seventeen layers also collapse.

After all, at that time, the time and space of each level of hell were different, so naturally such a situation would not occur.

Just wanting to do that, it is very difficult for Wuming to do it at his current level. One is because he has not yet understood the laws of space, and the other is because his cultivation level is still too low. He wants to achieve what he wants in his heart.

The situation you are thinking of is really too difficult.

But fortunately, this is not without hope. As long as his cultivation level improves and he understands the laws of space, the problem he is facing now will no longer be a problem.

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"Why does it look so weird? It looks like a big ugly necklace!" Wuming looked at the eighteen types of cores connected together by the river of time in front of him with a look of disgust.

His metaphor was correct. Pliers, golden scissors, iron trees, evil mirrors... the eighteen cores were connected together by the river of the world. They looked like enlarged versions of necklaces. They were so ugly that even he, the creator, despised them.

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"I hope you are ugly but powerful. Otherwise, you will be sorry for your appearance, but why should you test your power?" Wuming looked around, looking for the target.

As if sensing his thoughts, a series of mountains appeared in front of him, each one connected to each other, towering into the sky, all as high as ten thousand feet.

"I'm dozing off. Someone give me a pillow. I won't scold you, the Ancestral God of Time and Space." Wuming muttered and came to the front of the rolling mountains.

The next moment, with a soft drink, the eighteen levels of hell created by him rushed out.

The cores of the eighteen hells, driven by the law of time, began to spin crazily, and their infinite divine power exploded, sweeping across the eight wastelands and Liuhe in an instant.

A loud rumbling sound came, the mountains ahead collapsed, boulders rolled, and the huge cloud of smoke and dust almost covered the entire sky.

When the smoke and dust dissipated, the continuous mountains disappeared completely, leaving only a pile of gravel the size of a palm. More parts of the original mountain peaks were turned into dust and accumulated on the ground.

"Such a terrifying power must have reached the level of the Immortal. Besides, my magical power - the Eighteenth Level of Hell is not the main thing to kill. Suppression and siege are the most important." Looking at the mountains disappearing in front of him, Wuming
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