I have saved so many doomsday goddesses from all over the world

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Time and space have been locked, and it is impossible to split a new timeline.

He's not Zhang Cuishan, so how can the protagonist die just like that?

Chen Yu retreated far away, maintaining the Voldemort form of the quantum cloud, his eyes on the nose and his nose on the heart.

Sure enough, an unparalleled sense of presence instantly filled the entire cave.

Che Xiaomeng, or Wanfa, came into the world covered in dark bone armor.

His spiritual consciousness swept the surroundings again and again, even penetrating the walls of the cave.

It can be seen that even though Chen Yu was wearing a ghillie suit (in the form of a probability cloud) and was far away from the crime scene, everything still felt a little out of place.

But He found nothing, so He ignored it and focused on His work.

Wanfa sighed, "It's amazing to see myself being killed with my own eyes. I was puzzled at first, but I never thought that the savior would be myself."

After saying that, he waved his finger lightly.

Just one breath away from being completely dead, Che Xiaomeng, who was on his deathbed, stopped bleeding immediately and the two halves of his body floated up.

They were planted into the flesh cocoon one after another, sinking deeper and deeper into it until they were submerged.

The meat cocoon trembled violently throughout the whole process, but did not offer any resistance.

He watched helplessly as his already formed giant baby form dissolved into a pot of meat porridge again, wrapping around Che Xiaomeng's body.

Under the absolute suppression of rank, this corpse-reincarnating immortal became as docile as a sheep.

Even if all things strangle you calmly.

Old Silver Coin Chen Yugou watched silently from outside the cave.

He could not look directly at everything, but his spiritual sense could penetrate deep into the flesh cocoon and observe without hindrance.

At this time, Xu Chi had already led the village warriors to light torches and left the village shouting and yelling.

With Chen Yu as his personal grandfather to show him the way, there was no way Xu Chi would get lost.

Naturally, this movement could not be hidden from Wanfa.

He sighed again: "What a pity, time is not on my side. I was forced to grow too fast so I am born with deficiencies. Otherwise, maybe my path would be smoother. Well... that's not the case. That great opportunity may not be mine... after all, everything is determined by fate!"

As a thought flashed through his mind.

The thick soup in the meat cocoon immediately began to circulate faster, and the essence gathered into Che Xiaomeng's body, quickly repairing his body that was severed in half.

By the time Xu Chi led the captain and everyone out of the cave, Wanfa had already left.

Leaving behind a shriveled and cracked flesh cocoon, revealing Che Xiaomeng who was sleeping peacefully inside.

As for Xiaojuan...

The girl who once had a plump figure has now become a shriveled corpse.

I have to say, Wanfa is a bit cruel.

He clearly had a hundred ways to silence people, but he chose to eliminate them physically in order to sever unnecessary ties with his past self.

Very good, it captures the essence of "the first sword you use when you get ashore is to kill the person you love" and "if there is no woman in your mind, you will be a natural god when you draw your sword."

Chen Yu secretly warned himself:

"Well, that's what we call professionalism. Learn from it. You are too soft-hearted and soft-hearted, and you are no match for Che Xiaomeng."

After the young boy Che Xiaomeng was rescued, he saw the goddess' miserable condition and burst into tears on the spot.

But that doesn't matter.

The way the villagers looked at him had changed.

He was swallowed by the immortal, but killed himself by accident.

Then isn’t Che Xiaomeng an immortal?

There was no idiotic scene where the second generation of the village tyrant jumped out to give him a beating.

All members of the village reached a consensus after a simple meeting, and only Che Xiaomeng followed their lead.

To be honest, Che Xiaomeng, a first-level corpse-reincarnating immortal, is a bit weak.

With no magic spells to inherit, a short development period and congenital deficiencies, he is only slightly stronger than ordinary people.

But it doesn’t matter whether Che Xiaomeng is strong or not. What matters is that everyone thinks he has made the leap to become an immortal.

Or he miraculously killed the immortal, he was destined to be the son of destiny with great fortune and luck!

His deeds spread from one person to ten, and from ten to a hundred...

Soon villagers in all nearby villages heard his legend.

It is truly a call from a high place and people will come to respond. They will come to enjoy the scenery and provide food and drink!

"The people's hearts can be used!"

A fire of ambition burned in Che Xiaomeng's eyes.

At this point, he also feels that he is the son of destiny and his advantages are greater than heaven!

Decisively press F2 to select all the troops, and head towards the state city controlled by immortals, no, demons.

The villagers were all wearing coarse cloth, but their well-educated subordinates turned them into white-robed soldiers.

After winning battles one after another, they dare to boast that they are invincible.

After killing an immortal, he boasted: Even gods have to avoid the edge of my white robe army!

Luck is something that can be neither existed nor not existed. As more people believe in it, the faith will naturally gather into luck.

When everyone unites into an iron fist, even immortals will be unable to withstand this fist.

When the blood-stained Xu Chi planted the red flag on the city wall, everyone roared in unison:

The Son of God descends from heaven, and the human race will prosper!

The Son of God descends from heaven, and the human race will prosper!

The Son of God descends from heaven, and the human race will prosper!

Vanguard Xu Chi is undoubtedly the most capable ace in the White Robe Army. He is the guarantee of the White Robe Army's invincibility.

But to be honest, Chen Yu really disliked his useless and stupid apprentice.

If someone becomes Bodhi Patriarch, he will become Bodhi Patriarch.

Look at the stone monkey that I taught. He has 72 transformations, can travel 108,000 miles with one somersault, has skin of steel, bones of iron, and eyes of fire! (Bodhi Patriarch: What do my eyes of fire have to do with?)

The idiot I taught has such poor comprehension and can't learn anything except physical attacks.

He has an extremely stubborn temper, saying things like "it is our duty to restore the glory of the human race", and he refuses to practice new skills to become a monkey demon, bah, a monkey immortal!

Stupid! Big stupid! Don't you know that humans have limits?

Although Chen Yu kept nagging, "You are the worst class of students I have ever taught," and "A rotten tree cannot be carved."

But after all, his level is there.

With some teaching, Xu Chi will undoubtedly be the number one master of the human race, with no rivals below the Nascent Soul stage.

This guy doesn't care about his life when fighting. Even immortals are afraid of him and retreat away from him.

Logically speaking, the so-called "thousands of troops avoid the white robes" actually refers to the elite camp led by the killing god Xu Chi.

Instead of the white-robed general Che Xiaomeng who was commanding the entire army from behind.

The noise made by the White Robe Army was quite loud, and even the Heavenly Court took notice.

So the Third Prince of the Locust Man descended with an attitude that crushed everything...

There were corpses all over the ground, some with their heads torn off, some cut in half... it was a horrific sight.

Xu Chi was kneeling in the middle of the battlefield, covered in blood. His right hand was twisted unnaturally and he could no longer hold the sword.

Che Xiaomeng had been seriously injured and fell into a coma.

"Master! Please think of a way to save Xiao Meng!"

Faced with that overwhelming and incomprehensible existence, the desperate Xu Chi could only turn to Chen Yu for help.

"Oh, you're about to die, and you still have time to worry about your gay friend? This is true love, so sweet!"

"...Master, what strange things are you saying again? He is everyone's hope! The human race can live without Xu Chi, but not Che Xiaomeng!"

"…What Cao Hong said! Don't worry, your baby won't die."

At this time, the Third Prince clasped his hands and casually lifted Che Xiaomeng with his scorpion tail.

"The child of destiny? Is that your level? No way, no way?"

"So much for the light of humanity. To be honest, you're not as good as that reckless guy over there - huh?"

The execution of the Third Prince suddenly stopped.

(The prototype of the White Robe General is Chen Qingzhi of the Southern Liang Dynasty, a military god with no military power at all.)