Raising Evil Spirits

"Of course I know, and I know more! This Chaoszi is in charge of the front and back of time. Once detonated, a unique creation mechanism is bound to form in this pure world, so you want to create heaven in them. Prove the Dao in the world! Become the first proselytizer in this new world! Ha ha..." I continued to sneer while grabbing Monarch Hua Shen, "Unfortunately you never expected that I would follow suit." After following, I never thought that my Dao Ji power would be so powerful, and I will also prove Dao in this new world!"

Huashenjun looked scared, and he did not understand after all: "Why did you succeed in proving the Dao!? You are not enough to prove the Dao-transformation realm! It should be that the law is unstable, and it has been swallowed up by this power! Why can it still appear it's here!?"

"Mr. Huashen, I think you are getting more and more alive. The strength of the Tao is the key to the success of the Dao. How many immortals in the Taoist realm have entered the Daotian and only luck, you again It’s not that I don’t know why I’m here. I think you know better than me. Why are you here? Isn’t it because the Son of Destiny in you has already developed a certain level of Taoism? It’s just a pity that today is bound to It’s nothing more than my food!” I don’t know as much as Huashen, and most of it is based on speculation. Of course, I can succeed in proving the Dao in this new world. It may be because of the power of my law. Also, because I am first fortune, this unquenchable fortune allows me to exist in this new world!

And Huashenjun was unlucky. It turned out to dominate this new world and steal the whole world to become his own way of proof. As a result, because I was regarded as a middle and late gambler, he completely returned to the pre-liberation period. This cannot be said to be due to fate.

I did not continue to be polite with him, almost devouring his remaining luck. Of course, Huashenjun kept fighting back and struggling, but a cat couldn't turn over the spray under the tiger's paw, and it was torn to me. Bite, even his minions around him can only hang on my body with useless fangs.

"The old man lost! Please forgive the old man, Xia Tian, ​​do you still need advice from the old man? Do you need some advice? I can give you more! The old man is still useful to you! Really, Tiancheng! Yes, there is still the old man’s heaven! There are still countless old men’s secrets that have not been told to you. If you let the old man take a shot, everything is yours! Everything is!" Huashen Jun has been unscrupulous in order to survive, even all kinds of tricks. Survive.

It’s just that no matter what the favorable terms are, I definitely won’t accept it at this moment. He has always had the absolute upper hand. Every conspiracy has eaten me thoroughly. I seem to have won every time. In the end, they were all making wedding clothes for him. This time, I managed to make a complete turnaround. After a big victory, how could I let him go?

"Xia Yitian! The old man knows more that you don't know! It's like this creation! It's like what's next for you! It's like everything you want to know about the Daotian! By the way! The old man still has that Taoist method that hasn't been taught. You! As long as you leave the old man with even a tiny bit of dust and luck as gray as his nails, the old man will give it to you!" Hua Shenjun begged and roared, madly pouring out everything he thought could buy his life.

This time it was a hundred times in response to small victories and a terrible fate, but it is a pity that I must not have the slightest benevolence of women!

I did not hesitate to devour the **** of Hua, and at this moment, I didn’t even bother to answer a nonsense. Even though I was interested in the question he threw out, I even really wanted to know, but nothing was more important than myself. If you leave him, it would be the scourge of destruction.

"Xia Yitian! Don't...don't eat the old man..."

"Don't eat the old man!"

"Let me go, Xia Yitian, the old man can really be your help..."

Hua Shenjun begged, showing a sad look, but I turned a deaf ear, it was impossible to keep him, and at the end of the meal, all the children of destiny around him lost their movement completely. There is no doubt that this is Hua The gods gave me no luck at all, so the puppets originally under his control and command have completely turned into puppets, and the result is self-evident.

Of course, it is impossible for me to keep all these luck with my side, and swallow them all one by one, and even a drop of the surrounding luck is not left. I still continue to search for possible existence, even if this becomes the core of creation, this becomes me. In my own world, I don't allow anything else to exist.

Opening the sky to create the world, I thought it was infinitely distant, but I didn’t expect it to be realized so soon before my eyes. After all, I became the cause of opening the sky by myself, and finally achieved the fruit of creation, but now I have swallowed all of it. After the good weather, what kind of existence I am now, in fact, I am not so clear!

"I'm a human? No, I'm not a human at all, I'm a fairy? It doesn't seem to be the case, then who am I?"

I couldn't help but ask myself, and started to calculate quickly with my fingers. In fact, after swallowing the **** of Hua, I have been thinking about this problem for this period of time, but there is still darkness around, where is this place? , Where is the surrounding, where am I roaming?

And now I am also very desperate, because I find that I can't get out of this darkness at all, even if I digest all my luck and experience endless flight and exploration, after all, I can't locate or locate myself.

This is indeed an embarrassing result. Several times, I even regretted having eaten King Huashen, so I might as well leave him to chat, because many people were trapped here with myself.

If I am as I imagined, and I am the originator of this creation, how can I send this origin to the far end? And if I am the new world after the creation of the world, then I must be the creator of the world. Is there anything wrong with it?

According to this theory, did the ancient immortals who opened the sky fall into the abyss of endless darkness like me? Like he is outside of me, or am I in him? He exists, and I also exist?

"Do I exist? Or do I not exist?" I was madly thinking, and even the ancient fairy who opened the sky blew up in the world, but the spirit stayed in my present situation forever, because I was dead, but The illusion of not being dead, after all, occupied the absolute advantage of inner reverie.

Of course, none of these contradictions will help me return to the Nine Heavens, or leave here, because I have succeeded in proving that this new world may be me, and I may be trapped by myself.