Global Reincarnation: I know all the plots

But in his memory, the middle-aged monk did not clearly remember several powerful ancient gods, and he might just be one of the stubborn gods who had experienced catastrophe.

This is a catastrophe for all monks, and it is a doomsday for all living beings.

For the new and old forces, this is nothing but the bloody rebirth of the nobles, the re-establishment of order, the manifestation of powerful strength, and the display of ambitions in their hearts.

As for the gods and great gods who lost power in the struggle, they were just victims of the order, and they were left to "fend for themselves" in the exiled land.

Xu Long's will slowly withdrew from the soul of the middle-aged monk. To his surprise, the middle-aged monk, as an ancient god, was the most powerful city lord of the Black Water. When Xu Long, a junior, searched for his soul, he did not resist at all. Or use hidden means.

After Xu Long wanted to quit his will, he stopped the infusion of mana, and the body of the Lord of Blackwater had already returned to normal in the mist.

When the four eyes met, countless information converged in the eyes, a gaze that spanned countless years stayed in today, and the past from history was revealed at this moment.

The aura of the city lord is extremely ancient and vicissitudes, and there is a kind of sadness and fatigue in the whole person's aura, but there is a sense of decay in the body of the former ancient god.

Countless years of struggle have exhausted his Dao heart, and the suffering of thousands of years has made his soul extremely fragile, and he has passed his glorious moment.

Only under the preservation of the eternal ice fog did he not completely enter the history, but Xu Long's mana revived him to the present moment again.

For a while, neither of them spoke or moved, and the city lord still looked at Xu Long calmly, but there was no color in his eyes.

There are only a few dust particles on his body, which is what was left over ten thousand years ago, and has been preserved today along with the eternal ice fog.

The dust that was once fine, now weighs heavily on his shoulders like a mountain, making his upright body when it turned into an ice sculpture, a little hunched at this moment.

When Xu Long's will completely withdrew, the body of the Heishui City Lord in the darkness began to slowly blur, his aura began to decay, and his whole body was like a piece of tattered cotton wool that was about to disappear in the world.

Xu Long frowned instantly, his mana immediately condensed outside his body, the sword light lit up beside him for a moment, and Xu Long's face in the darkness was solemn.

He reckoned that this was a mutation of the ancient gods after they returned to normal, so he immediately counterattacked to seize the initiative without even thinking about it.

The interior of the debris space was suddenly tense, and a tense atmosphere was born between the two.

But then he found that the Lord of Blackwater did not overreact, and his figure did gradually disappear in the fragmented space.

Xu Long looked at the black city lord in front of him, and the eyes of the two met again. In the eyes of the black water city lord, Xu Long saw the long-lost relief and a touch of gratitude.

The flashing sword light subsided instantly, Xu Long's mana that was about to burst out was forcibly suppressed, and the atmosphere inside the hall instantly eased.

Xu Long's "thump, thud, thud" heartbeat continued, and after he let out a heavy breath under his nose, the expression on his face finally became a little calmer.

In the memory of the city lord of Heishui, he checked the war between the ancient gods, and the power of the landslide that day was enough to kill the immortal.

Although countless years have passed and their cultivation level has dropped in the Exiled Lands, they are still more than enough to deal with Xu Long.

Moreover, it is a big taboo to search for other people's memories by oneself. Although the free body of the Lord of Heishui has been restored, there is no guarantee that he will not turn his face and be ruthless, so Xu Long is always on guard against him.

It was inevitable that he would be so nervous due to too much pressure before, but now looking at the eyes of the Lord of Heishui, Xu Long already understood that the Lord of Heishui had no other ideas.

And his figure gradually disappears, which is to explain to himself, that is, the path of cultivation of the monk has come to an end, he has destroyed the soul of the Dao Heart, and slept forever in the sea of ​​misery, letting the power that once shook the world The Giants have a decent aftermath.

It is the so-called euthanasia of human beings, but they are immortal myths after all, so they will sleep forever in the sea of ​​misery and remain in history.

It is expected that the city lord has been ups and downs in the heavens all his life. He has survived the catastrophe of the ancient times, fought against the fog beasts in the exiled land, fought against the sky patrollers, and then watched the land of monks' civilization sink in the eternal ice fog.

The events that have happened for countless years are enough to make him who is imprisoned by the Dao Heart exhausted, the once immortal gods will also age, the once invincible myth will be replaced, and the once endless glory will come to an end.

The era that belonged to him has passed. Perhaps the moment the Blackwater City was shattered by the sky patroller's sword, the city lord had already died.

It's just that the eternal ice fog freezes the scene of destruction ten thousand years ago, making the time of the city lord stay for ten thousand years, and he alone endured the vicissitudes of the past ten thousand years in the fog.

The land of civilization, the land of fire, the land of mythology, and the land of indomitability were all shattered by that sword.

And the city lord's full of enthusiasm has also been exhausted by time, they have reached the depths of history, and the loneliness and vicissitudes of the past ten thousand years have broken his heart.

Seeing that the once civilized land has been reduced to the spawning place of fog beasts, it must have been ashes in the heart of the city lord.

Even if Xu Long restores his free body today, the city lord's mind is already dead, he is unwilling to live, and he cannot be defeated in the eternal ice fog.

When he regained his freedom, he immediately chose to kill himself. Perhaps death was the best choice for him, so he had a look of relief and gratitude.

As for Xu Long checking his memory, the city lord didn't care at all. Countless years of suffering had completely killed the city lord's mind. He didn't care at all that his memory was checked a little bit.

What's more, Xu Long didn't find the real secret. For a powerful man like the city lord, his memory will be covered up in the dark, and Xu Long has no clue about the details of the ancient catastrophe.

"senior!"

Xu Long looked at a generation of powerful Bing Jie in front of his eyes, he couldn't help but let out an exclamation, stepped forward, and stretched out his hand in the air to hold the city lord's body.

After all, this is a real god!

He is a god who has experienced the catastrophe of the ancient times, a group of characters who have been sung for countless years!

Although he is also a marginal figure, he definitely knows more than Xu Long!

Please don't solve it now, this has saved your life, you should at least give a clue to the ancestral spirit!

Xu Long's arm held the city lord's body that was about to dissipate in the air, and the opponent's body had lost half of its weight, and a decaying breath emanated from it.

He put his eyes on Xu Long in front of him, and the faint light in his eyes took a deep look at Xu Long. Xu Long didn't know why, but his heart skipped a beat.

Then he raised his head and looked at the dome above the main hall, with a hint of unyielding in his eyes.

From being thrown into the land of exile to now dying in a foreign land, the city lord failed to return to his original world of the heavens in the end.

He thought: Maybe the world in his memory will remain forever, but there is only one monk missing in it. The story of the past has been told to this day, and there is another sleeping god in the sea of ​​misery!

At this moment, under the sky in a certain world in the heavens, a tiny meteor suddenly flashed, and a long trajectory appeared under the sky, and then the meteor dragged its trajectory and disappeared into the star-studded Milky Way.

The monks in this world didn't pay special attention to this insignificant meteor, but they didn't know that it was just a microcosm of the return of a wanderer who had been wandering for many years.

The ancient gods, the lord of Blackwater City, have fallen!

Xu Long slightly trembled and sighed, a former great power disappeared completely in his arms, and the god who once shook the heavens and earth completely fell in the exiled land.

A living god became history in front of him, and Xu Long felt a sense of loss for no reason.

His arm is still in a vain posture, but the figure in the arm has disappeared, Xu Long looked sadly at the empty arm.

Just as he was about to withdraw his arm, he suddenly felt something appear in his arm, and the scattered will instantly condensed in front of him, and his arms in the air slowly closed towards his chest.

The invisible will tightly wrapped the week in front of him, and Xu Long felt a majestic energy rising and falling in his arms.

At this moment, he carefully closed his arms slowly, and sealed the space in front of him with will, so that this energy would not overflow at all.

Xu Long's heavenly eyes shone with a faint light, and the majestic energy in his arm was instantly decomposed, and Xu Long's will slowly penetrated into it.

In that majestic energy, he saw different sun, moon and stars, he felt different laws of heaven and earth, and he felt different rules of the world.