I, the Human Race, Hit You!

Lin Bai said that he never worried about this along the way.

At the legal level, only you have not comprehended it, and there is absolutely no possibility that you cannot operate it after comprehending it.

From his current point of view, among the many novels, the fairy emperor is reborn in the city and cultivates from scratch step by step, which is completely nonsense.

The strong, whether in body or soul, are completely different from ordinary people.

It is possible for you to seize the house, but at most it is only the soul that needs to be restored, and the body is polished during the recovery process.

As long as there is a trace of spiritual consciousness left, it will not be cultivated step by step, but recovered.

Reincarnation and rebirth, why do we need to go through the six realms of reincarnation, even the Twelve Golden Immortals whose three flowers and five qi have been cut off according to the rumors? To be able to leave a name in the heavens and worlds with such a name, the lowest is a big The power of Luo level.

Why can't they just find a body to seize?

Take home?There is a p to use?

As far as the principles and knowledge recorded in the soul, don't even look at the soul of a mortal, if he perceives an insignificant breath, he will be assimilated and killed instantly.

No matter how strong the strong man wants to rebuild, he can only go through the baptism of the six reincarnations, try to solve the mystery of the womb by himself, or find a friend or two to support him.

Or is there a trace of soul essence left-then you can only be regarded as recovery, wanting to rebuild from beginning to end?Don't even think about it.

Those reborn people who were reborn to an unknown number of years ago, their souls were still ordinary people, but they stored an unknown number of secret methods in their brains—absolutely impossible.

If this happens, don't hesitate to just wave.

Don't be afraid of death, there must be someone plotting and supporting you behind your back.

From Lin Bai's point of view now, his "mortal" period had such meaning.

Not a real mortal, his essence at that time has not changed a bit from his essence now, the only difference is - there are more means.

Between the brows, the principles behind the mirror are real but blank, and can only be revealed when he has specific means.

Simply put, his imagination limited his powers.

——Although it is not pure imagination, it needs a substantial reaction 'object' to be able to display it.

The mirror reflects everything, but if you want to create something yourself, then you are making things difficult for him.

To be specific, a fairy appeared in an instant and wanted to kill him. At the moment he made a move, Lin Bai in the ordinary life would instantly have the same power as a fairy, and the functions of the means were at least equal to his.

Lin Bai was so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe—why should I travel through time?There is a jb for time travel!

Isn't the life in the fat house not good?

Obviously, I can live my life in peace and stability, and under the blessing of the world, I casually opened dozens of harems, and suddenly awakened at the moment when I was about to die of old age like ordinary people—fuck, I used to be so nb.

Then, the memory goes back a little bit, and explores the unknown direction a little bit.

It's a very simple question, the moment he was 'born' as a baby, he already contained a certain degree of legal principles, so this couldn't be the time of his initial 'birth'.

At this moment, Lin Bai felt a little bit of interest in his heart, and even expressed a little bit of agreement with 'Heaven'.

Nima... Where can I find such a good tool person?

Also help recall past and present lives?

In fact, if you think about it carefully, "Heaven" is also very pitiful!

Think about it, everything in the world is a part of him, and a part of him suddenly escaped his control, jumped out to rebel, and turned his head to suppress him for who knows how many years?

Where does he go to reason?

Just think about it, your right hand has suddenly become fine, not into a cute girl, but into a strong and strong man who presses you down and beats you every day...

What kind of cruel and hot-eyed scene is this?

It makes people can't help but surrender... Oh, you have worn out your feelings and discussed it, and you insist on killing me, don't you?

Goodbye then!

In short, in Lin Bai's eyes, the memory retreated to the time of his "birth", and continued to explore the upward direction of the fate line.

Lin Bai continued to watch the screen.

He was also a little curious about what his 'past' was.

The mirror... It doesn't mean that he was a spiritual treasure in his previous life, a Kunlun mirror or a gossip mirror, right?

Could it be that I also have a name called Yu Wentuo?

Then, in his memory, in the fate line, there was a dead silence.

A phantom of a mirror, sleeping in an unknown place.

Without any living beings, without any substance, Lin Baichu looks somewhat familiar!

Just like the root, the core of the world, the place where the rules are gathered, if you give an example... the location of 'Heaven'.

It is exactly the same as what he is facing now, a trace of the mighty power of 'Heaven', which can completely assimilate the nature of all things——

Endless legal principles surround the phantom of the mirror, but they are not 'breeding', but 'erasing' something.

Lin Bai's observation of memory... The angle now called "recording" is pushed backwards from the bottom. In his perspective, the pure and illusory mirror image gradually becomes a reality.

The corner of Lin Bai's mouth twitched—Nimma, before I was born, was it really a spirit treasure?

And then—the day passed.

Ten days have passed.

A year has passed.

Ten years have passed.

100 years have passed.

One million epochs have passed.

……

The immeasurable years, even time has lost its meaning, everything finally came to an end.

In consciousness, the corners of Lin Bai's mouth kept twitching.

Nima, I am still a kid under 30 years old, why do you want me to bear the unbearable weight of life.

Fortunately—this is the record that flowed into his heart along the line of fate, not the result of going upstream along the timeline. Everything in reality is just a moment.

Then, in the records, the surroundings finally changed.

A vast expanse of land, with majestic mountains, no one knows its own billions of feet, gurgling water, no one knows where it goes, every flower and tree, and even every piece of land contains countless charms.

Thousands of years, hundreds of millions of years, countless rare medicines, eating them can lead to longevity, like weeds growing on the side of the road, flowers blooming and falling, prosperity and decline, no one has ever paid attention to this.

It's just that this earth is broken after all.

The high mountains were already dark red, and the flowing water was also red. The vast land was already covered in blood, and every inch of land was covered with bones and blood.

The heavens and the worlds, one world and one era do not know if there will be a fairy, and hundreds of millions of epochs, a tributary of a long river of time and space, do not know if there will be a Da Luo in endless dimensions.

But here, only immortals are qualified to step into the battlefield, and only Da Luo is qualified to lead the formation. A large formation is inscribed at the source of the long river of time and space, covering endless dimensions and covering all heavens and myriad worlds.

Burned out the soul, burned up the fighting spirit, sacrificed himself, sacrificed all living beings, but never prayed to any gods, never bowed to the heavens and the earth, sacrificed everything to the ancestors, sacrificed to the human race, sacrificed to There is a big Luo who respects the main formation.

Later, even Da Luo sacrificed himself.

There are hundreds of millions of Da Luo, but the last one may not be born. The world dies but I survive, and all living beings perish but I am immortal. The body, turned into pottery figurines, is hidden in the endless void.

All the mighty power gathered together, turned into infinite light, and condensed in one person.

Wearing a black dragon robe, standing on the flat ground, he seems to be looking down on the vast battlefield, swallowing the world with arrogance.

The boundless law, the boundless Tao, transcended Da Luo, transcended everything, almost reached the ultimate, but - after all, it was half a step away.

At an infinite height, above an infinite dimension, one eye looks down on everything below, covering everything and containing everything, even the highest place in the heavens and worlds cannot accommodate it.

The eye of heaven.

In the next moment, the ultimate sublimation, the endless mighty power gathered together, surpassed everything, and slashed to the sky.

Moments are eternal.

Then, the world is destroyed.

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In the moment of birth and death, people in the whole world are confused and panic, not knowing what happened. In this world, there is only one person who can sit firmly on the Diaoyutai.

Through...someone.

At this moment, someone who called himself Gu Qingping was sitting quietly in the middle of the bustling city, out of tune with the panicked people around him.

Nuwa's avatar broke out of the seal, bringing out a sense of heaven, and Yuanshi Tianzun repeatedly stated that there would be absolutely no problems.

Because he is here, the ontology.

After paying a very heavy price, he escaped from the shackles of the fate of the heavens, and at the same time he was able to move in the heavens and the worlds, and the "distortion point of fate" became "not in fate".

He can't strike with all his strength, and the sword he has cultivated through endless years must be saved until the last moment. But being unable to strike with all his strength and not being able to strike are two different things. Now that he has escaped the scope of "fate", he wants to bring him into the realm of fate again. How can categories be so easy?

In fact, Dao Realm is not within destiny at all, but for the sake of activities in the heavens and worlds, one can only forcibly degrade himself and embed himself in destiny.

Back then, when he tried his best, he only cut the only real world into the heavens and myriad worlds, the endless dimension.

"Heaven" is just a negligible trace of great power, not to mention drawing a sword, just a light touch of a finger would kill it.

What's more--if Nuwa didn't give up voluntarily, the 'sky' might cover her consciousness?

In fact, Tongtian is sitting here, lamenting the mystery of fate... Who can imagine such a situation?

The consciousness of the way of heaven was suppressed by the luck of the human race in the Fire Cloud Palace, and the flow of fate slowed down, pushing the result of the death of all living beings to ten thousand years later.

Comparing the way of heaven to the brain, and the rules of the heavens and the world to the body, after a long time, the body will naturally become self-awareness-a certain degree of trusteeship.

It was also through him... A certain person Shang Mo's sword cut this world into heavens and worlds, and each world has its own world consciousness.

When ten thousand years later, the way of heaven returns, it is natural that all ways return to flow, and the heavens and worlds return in an instant.

It was also at that time that the three brothers discussed some kind of plan - humanitarian awareness.

The power of human beings, gathered together, is only a part of the way of heaven, and it is even more unthinkable to be an enemy of the way of heaven.

However, just as the Dao Realm can take the initiative to degrade itself, maintain it in the heavens and worlds, and forcibly interfere with the heavens and myriad worlds, the Dao Realm is also a human race.

This provides the possibility for the juxtaposition of the human way and the heavenly way - of course, the power that can carry the Dao realm, even the power of the Dao realm itself after it has been degraded by itself, is as difficult as ascending to the sky.