This is My Planet

The commander, the commander, one person in the account, gives orders to inform the Quartet. Mouth, the image of giving orders.

Up to now, administrating duties still means to be responsible.

Yu was Shun's Sikong, and the empty one was also a worker, in charge of water conservancy and construction.

Siqi Lixia inherited the group and did not dare to surpass the position of the ancestors, so he reversed the word si and became the queen. There was the king of Xia, named Xiahou. After the table orientation, there are two words.

Destiny originally meant an order. Of course, ordering a life is not an order for duty, but an extension of destiny, meaning fate and life.

As the name suggests, Siming is in charge of your life and destiny.

Death and fate are the most feared, so it is called Da Si Ming.

Marriage and reproduction are more closely related to the earth, and this is the order of the young master.

It can also be said that Shao Si Ming is essentially the deputy of Da Si Ming, although the two have no direct leadership relationship.

If one were to say who had the strongest combat power among Xia Guixuan's subordinate gods back then... then it must not be the Shao Commander who was in charge of marriage and reproduction, but the Grand Commander who was in charge of death.

Fen Zong Zong is in Kyushu, He Shouyao is in Yu - Fen Zong is in Kyushu, life and death are up to me.

He has always been Xia Guixuan's right-hand man, and he is not dead, but his mirror image is also here... just like Athena.

Da Si Ming blocked in front, and Dong Huang Taiyi blocked in the back, just two people, but the pressure of beating and beating by so many people from different worlds was much greater than before.

Taiyi didn't know when the sword that had been cracked before would heal by itself, as if the previous battle had never happened.

The pressure does not only come from the strength of Taiyi and Da Siming, but also depends on one's own heart.

The brain was in Xia Guixuan's arms, and he deeply felt that he was not as willful as before, because this place... was full of old people.

One or two is fine, you can tell yourself that you are not him.

What about ten or hundreds? Is your sword as sharp as ever?

Xia Guixuan looked at the distance behind Da Si Ming. Da Si Ming brought some of his subordinates, many of whom he was familiar with, but after all, he didn't see the other most important ones, especially her.

But not seeing doesn't mean it doesn't exist.

Xia Guixuan slowly drew his sword: Among the gods of Olympus, I waited deliberately for a while, but I still didn't see a few familiar faces. Now I still waited for a while... and there are still only a few of you. Does it mean that not everyone has a projection, but you are the only ones here?

Da Si Ming said: What if it is?

If it is, I'm really going to start killing people. Xia Guixuan said calmly: I don't care how many projection mirror backups Zhurong Zeus has or whatever it is called... But I don't want someone in another place to say that he is also the chief minister, and I will remove him for him.

But how does His Majesty know that he is not me?

Xia Guixuan narrowed his eyes slightly, then shook his head again: That's not important.

It really doesn't matter. The manifesto of Defined by Me has already been said, and what is to be done now is just to prove it.

It is not only to prove that this statement is true, but also to prove that he has the strength to put down his wild words.

And the battle in front of him is the most intuitive proof, otherwise everything is just a joke.

The Donghuang Taiyi sword behind him no longer had the dazzling light of Taiyi, it was just their most used routine magic power. At this moment, what Tai Yi releases is the power that truly belongs to a generation of Heavenly Emperors...

The place Xia Guixuan was in was no longer a space.

It seems that different dimensions are intertwined with a strange feeling, time is chaotic around, space is hanging upside down, like a sense of alienation in Inception, the front is the past, the back is the future, and then the interlaced swallowing, the collapse of the dimension.

That is to control the upper and lower directions, control the past and present, represent the will and destiny of God, and fall at an unknown node.

Tai One, the primordial point.

The word can actually be brainwashed.

Xia Guixuan was in this kind of juncture where he could perish at any time, but inexplicably said everything is you in his heart, and then became Ah Hua will always be a god.

Although he hadn't done any of this forever, he was still poking his head out of curiosity to watch them fight.

It's different from ordinary fights, without you coming and going, it's just an image. Xia Guixuan's long sword is stationed, and there are long ripples on the tip of the sword, which seems to be due to the collision and impact of this strange node, melting everything into a vast nothingness.

The sword of nothingness.

If the things controlled by the emperor of heaven are based on existence, there is time, space, heaven, earth, and human beings to rule everything... then turn this existence into nothingness.

The foundation of governance no longer exists, so what is the emperor of heaven?

It's all bullshit.

I don't want the throne, so I gave it up and left, what about you?

Shua!

The ripples dissipated and the sound disappeared.

Silent, invisible.

Only Yu Xia Guixuan was independent of the chaos, with his feet on the ground and the sky above his head.

In the sky and on the ground, he was gradually left alone.

Sweat appeared on Taiyi's forehead.

At this moment, lifeless energy gradually spread in the underground of Jiuyou.

The past was cut off, the future was obliterated, the real name between heaven and earth disappeared, the word Xia Guixuan gradually disappeared from people's memory, and even Si Taikang disappeared...

Between any dimension, there is no more you.

This is death, not pulling people into some hell.

When there is no trace of existence, that is Huangquan.

Xia Guixuan closed his eyes: This is nothing, not death...or the most extreme death is nothing.

That's fate. Two voices echoed in his ears: You in the past are dead, you in the future don't exist, and you in the present are either alive or dead, that's fate.

If it was Zeus, I would ask him, are you worthy? Xia Guixuan said flatly, I'll be more polite to you...

He slowly opened his eyes: The grandson of Yu, the son of Qi, the majestic mountains and rivers, give me a name and surname. You have not even erased the name of Emperor Jun, and you want me to think that there is no name for me in the world?

Boom! Nine tripods flew out and walked around the body, like the gathering of stars and rivers, becoming a dragon by itself.

The dragon's head roared to the sky and reopened Biluo.

The dragon's claw stamped on the ground and broke through the underworld.

Taiyi, who holds the sky, and Siming, who holds the ground, groaned at the same time, fell backwards.

A cold light burst from the dragon's body, Juntai unsheathed, and went straight to Da Siming.

The Sword of Annihilation!

Da Si Ming flew back, his expression neither sad nor happy, he suddenly stretched out his hand and a subordinate behind him turned in front of him.

Xia Guixuan's pupils shrank slightly.

That's me.

A phaseless person, Xia Guixuan who was once practicing courageously.

At this moment, he was looking at himself in a daze, with a determined look on his face. The Juntai sword in his hand had not been sacrificed many times, and it was still very low-end, but it was really him.

Re-engraved everything in the past, hesitantly moved forward, worked hard, just to climb to the highest peak of self-cultivation.

Naohua looked up at Xia Guixuan with some worry.

At this time, it is very delicate to be in the special supernatural power created by Tai Yi and Da Si Ming.

If you cut off your former self with a sword, will you just fall into what Da Si Ming said, You in the past are dead, and you in the future will not exist, obliterating your best past, obliterating the past that established your current strength, and falling into the trajectory that was arranged?

If you don't kill him, then all the hard work you did just now seems to be in vain, the blue sky will not be broken, and the underworld will return to life.

This was a blow of contradiction, Xia Guixuan's biggest test.

How would he choose?

Between lightning and flint, there was only a clang, the sword of Juntai VS the sword of Juntai, the opponent's sword was shattered inch by inch, and Xia Guixuan's sword had pierced his throat.

The audience was dead silent.

The mirror image looked at himself in front of him in disbelief, Xia Guixuan's expression was still as cold as ice: Since I came out of customs, virtual, reality, Xiaojiu, Youyou, Ahua...everything I've seen and heard, accumulated years of insight and understanding...all for today's sword.

The Nine Cauldrons fell with a bang, pinned on the mirror image, and exhausted the big moves that were not even used against Wushang, suppressing the mirror image to ashes.

This was the first person Xia Guixuan killed in the Qianling Illusory Realm.

The first one is yourself.

Didn't even let the other party say a word.

Surrounded by the nine tripods, Xia Guixuan in the center is like a demon god: The weight of the tripod is up to me... Do you also decide on my fate?