Chapter 1082 Pattern of the Wheel of Fortune

| | | -> -> The moment the Taishang Kaitianjing was chopped to pieces by Zhou Wen, Zhou Wen only felt that his body had undergone a strange change.

The mysterious and unpredictable Fate King's Sigh automatically started, and the slaughter, who was united with Zhou Wen's body, was still bursting with terrifying killing intent and vitality, which was even more terrifying than when he fought with the eight Fate Souls before.

And Zhou Wen's own spirit is also erupting like a volcano.

The energy generated by the explosion of the three forces is simply unimaginable.

Zhou Wen has seen countless mythical creatures, not counting the magical infants that have the ability to become fearful at the mythical level, various powerful mythical creatures, such as the candle dragon and the tyrant Beamon, can burst out the power , It seems that there is no such terrifying power that Zhou Wen is breaking out now.

Driven by such a terrifying force, Zhou Wen felt that his body was constantly changing.

This transformation is different from any previous transformation. The previous transformation was within the range that Zhou Wen could bear, but this time, the energy generated by evolution was no longer within the scope that his body could bear.

At the beginning of evolution, Zhou Wen was very worried that his body would explode because he couldn't bear the force.

In fact, this is indeed the case. In just an instant, countless cracks appeared on Zhou Wen's flesh and blood, like eggshells that were about to shatter.

At this moment of life and death, that terrifying force rushed towards one place.

It was a point, a point that seemed to have nothing, like the beginning of the universe, and the end of the world.

That point is like a real existence, but it seems to exist only in consciousness.

A point between reality and illusion, it was difficult to even determine its existence at first, but when the terrifying power was injected into that point, that point gradually became clear.

It is constantly rotating and changing, and it is getting more and more solid, but this solidification is very abstract. It does not really exist in reality, it seems to be just Zhou Wen's own imagination.

Gradually, the dot got bigger and brighter, from a dot to a roulette wheel.

And on the roulette, there are many strange patterns that are changing.

Those patterns are very abstract. Zhou Wen sometimes feels that those patterns are like himself, sometimes they seem to be slayers, and sometimes they are like those souls that have been killed by Zhou Wen.

Primordial Human Sovereign, New Era, and Prison King Zun seemed to have some patterns at a certain moment that were somewhat similar to them, but after a closer look, they didn't feel the same.

It is not clear that the road is unclear, and it is difficult to accurately describe the appearance of those patterns.

Even the roulette itself, Zhou Wen couldn't tell what shape it was, saying it was a disk, but it was not a simple face, it had a spherical curvature.

It is said that it is a sphere, but when viewed from a certain angle, it is concave, like a coin that is constantly rotating and changing.

"Is this the Wheel of Fortune?" Zhou Wen can feel that the Wheel of Fortune is inextricably linked to himself, just like a part of his body, as important as organs such as the brain and heart.

But unlike those organs that grow on the body, it exists independently.

"What will be my wheel of fortune? The absolute power of the tyrant Beamon is good, and the eclipse dragon's hole candle is the strongest, but those seem to have nothing to do with me..." Zhou Wen didn't know what his wheel of fortune would be. what.

Because there is no experience for him to learn from, maybe he is the first person to rely on his own strength to promote the myth.

The three forces are still pouring into the wheel of fortune that is taking shape, but even the wheel of fortune seems to be unable to carry such a powerful force.

In particular, the energy gushing out of Wang Zhi's sigh is simply endless, like a cosmic galaxy.

The energies overflowing from the Wheel of Fortune penetrated into Zhou Wen's flesh and blood, and the transforming flesh and blood body seemed to undergo some inexplicable changes under the impact of those energies.

Both Zhou Wen and the Wheel of Fortune are constantly changing, especially the patterns on the Wheel of Fortune, which seem to be changing more and more slowly, and some lines have stopped moving.

Zhou Wen knew inexplicably that his wheel of fortune should be about to condense, and this was the most critical moment.

"What kind of power will it be? If there is a choice, I hope that the power of the Wheel of Fortune is related to time and space." Zhou Wen felt that the power of time and space is easier to understand the origin of the world.

To find out what the relationship between different dimensions and the earth universe is, perhaps the power of time and space is a good entry point.

It's just from the wheel of fortune, but there is no pattern related to time and space.

On the condensed wheel of fortune, many lines have solidified, and those lines look a bit messy, and I still can't see why.

Zhou Wen tried to find some rules from it, but the reality was that those lines didn't have any rules, one on the left and one on the right, like a very random graffiti.

Most of them are curved lines, almost no straight lines can be seen.

"Ah!" When most of the lines were formed, Zhou Wen finally saw what the pattern was, and was inexplicably horrified.

It was a painting, a portrait of a woman, but it only had a profile face, the whole picture could not be seen, and it was truly completed. It was just a broken profile, but it was already breathtakingly beautiful.

But this is not the inexplicable reason for Zhou Wen's horror. What really shocked Zhou Wen is that he is too damn familiar with this woman's head portrait.

This is the portrait of the woman on the anchor. You can't be wrong. Zhou Wen has seen it too many times and thought about it too many times. Except for the absence of the anchor, this is the portrait of the woman.

As more and more lines are fixed, it also proves Zhou Wen's guess that it is exactly the same as the portrait of the anchor woman he has seen, except that there is no anchor.

"Why...why does the woman's pattern appear on my wheel of fortune..." Zhou Wen had countless thoughts flashing through his mind.

Seeing that the portrait of the woman was about to be completed, and there were only a few strokes left, Zhou Wen suddenly felt very uncomfortable.

"That's my wheel of fortune, why is there a woman on it?" Zhou Wen had some inexplicable emotions in his heart, which seemed to have infected the wheel of fortune.

When the last stroke of the woman's portrait was left, the wheel of fortune suddenly shined brightly, and the wheel of fortune that was spinning quickly stopped suddenly.

In the next instant, the wheel of fortune moved again, but this time it didn't move before, and it actually reversed.

Following the reversal of the Wheel of Fortune, the portrait of the woman that has been engraved on the Wheel of Fortune is disappearing little by little.

I don't know why, and I don't know what the consequences will be, but Zhou Wen feels inexplicably happy.