Chapter 576 Resetting Mountains and Seas (seeking subscription for monthly pass)

   Ma Ying, who was once beaten to death by Ke Xiaoliang, is also a true immortal.

   Of course, there should be some kind of power of the mind to interfere with reality.

   It's just that he was killed too quickly, and Ke Xiaoliang never gave Ma Ying a chance to use this method.

  And Ke Xiaoliang would not choose to test the methods and standards of the real immortal at that point in time.

   Indeed, compared to any other kind of extraordinary ability, the power of the mind is the most versatile.

  Its versatility even far surpasses physical strength.

  Because there are some pure spirit worlds that can indeed dissolve the physical body and make the body an illusion.

  However, no matter how materialistic the world is, the existence of the mind cannot be denied, because the mind is the foundation of life. When the body without the mind is active, it can only be called a machine. What forms the paradox is that once the mind transcends the constraints of matter, it is extremely idealistic in itself, and does not need to obey any external rules and constraints at all.

  Mind... This power is free and powerful.

  It's just... It's not easy to really master it.

  Among the heavens and worlds, there are many extraordinary systems that will tap out the power of the soul in advance.

But they are all very shallow. Before the mythology, it is impossible to point directly to the core. Instead, it sets up some frameworks like other supernatural pathways, and then inserts this force triggered by violence into this framework arbitrarily, in an attempt to control it in advance. it.

  The result is that it is more likely to form a cognitive barrier, which hinders the release of the true heart.

   "However, to become a myth, you still need to change your own life form. That's because the body is always the carrier of the mind. Although the mind has infinite possibilities, it must first have a body with greater possibilities."

"It's like an art creator who can construct imaginative imaginations in his mind, but different physical qualities, the effects of presenting these imaginations are not the same. Artists with better physical conditions, with the same experience, Under the premise of ability, the content expressed must be of higher quality than the art creators who are in poor physical condition. This is the prison set by the body for the mind."

"Changing the body is to further release the mind. And a better body can release a higher upper limit of the mind. This may be one of the mysteries of immortals and gods." Ke Xiaoliang summed up his thoughts, and then Instantly filled into the whole world.

   Let the wild world become thicker and denser with the changes in his concept and experience.

  Just as the world is constantly feeding back various abilities and information to Ke Xiaoliang, Ke Xiaoliang is also improving and feeding back to the world.

  Ke Xiaoliang is not a blood-sucking bug lying on top of many worlds.

  On the top of Xihuang Mountain, above the battlefield.

  The battle between the two true immortals is still going on.

  Zhang Baicheng descended from the sky, but from his heart, he released the non-existent green flame.

  At this moment, Li Chenghai is not afraid of it.

  Looking up at Zhang Baicheng who fell from the sky, more water arrows condensed into the huge waves Li Chenghai set off.

   In the blink of an eye, three full layers have been laid out.

   Not only that, but there are also fine water lines connecting the layers of water arrows, which have the effect of mobilizing the whole body.

   That is, when some of the water arrows come into contact with Zhang Baicheng, the rest of the water arrows will surround and wrap up.

   It is a combination of coverage attack and precision strike.

  Boom! Boom! Boom!

  The wings on Zhang Baicheng's back were still shaking and flapping.

  Every tap, there was a sonic boom.

   Zhang Baicheng's increased speed in short distances is even more astonishing.

   Clang!

  The knife in Zhang Baicheng's hand swung it out again, with a different determination from before, as if it had washed away all the rust.

  It was clearly a stone knife, but at this moment it shone with a metallic luster, with a sharp edge.

  The faint blue and cyan fire wrapped around the blade, and under the blessing of the extremely strong speed, it formed a very strong impact force.

  Speed, flames, vibrations, and the resolute killing intent extending from the will, all of them are gathered together, covering the seemingly ordinary stone knife, but colliding with an unimaginable roar.

  At this time, Zhang Baicheng swung his knife, and vaguely overlapped with some figures from thousands of years ago, completing the overlap of different worlds.

  Zhang Baicheng has not completely 'cold' after all.

   In his chest, the blood that was stimulated still had a residual temperature.

   Some fights have long been forgotten, some fighting methods have long been rusted, and some ringing sounds have been away for many years.

  This rematch...is like a dragon getting out of trouble, and a tiger coming out of the gate.

   is the mania that has been suppressed for a long time and suppressed for many years.

  When the sound of the knife blare resounded, a cold chill surged from the bottom of the heart involuntarily.

  It seems to be stimulating the little fear and fear in people's hearts.

   This should also be regarded as a little trick that monks from the Ten Demon Sects are used to.

  The Ten Devil Sects are used to plotting and plotting, and they are used to scheming behind the scenes. In fact, they started with the black-hearted old man.

  In the previous Heart Demon Sect, although they used their minds to become demons, killing people and punishing their hearts, they were not inclined to use any means.

  Swords kill people's minds, killing people's will and mind, can be regarded as one of the methods of the school, and it is still a way of confrontation, which is determined by combat power.

  At this time, Zhang Baicheng looked like a ostentatious angel who fell from heaven to the mortal world.

   What was received head-on was the raging sea from the world.

  However, facing the three giant water arrow nets connected in series, Zhang Baicheng didn't have the slightest fear, and didn't have the slightest retreat.

   It is to kill the world with a knife, and to prove his tyrannical and magical intentions.

  All emotions in the world are like a net, and the situation is like a tide. People are in the tide of the net, drifting with the tide, and can't be themselves.

  At this moment, you need to draw your sword!

   Just chop and chop, just chop and chop!

  And regardless of whether it can kill a Qingming.

   And no matter whether you can open a smooth road or not.

  The giant net was broken one by one.

  Thousands of water arrows surrounded Zhang Baicheng's body, wrapping him into a big water ball.

  The brilliance of the faint blue and green is constantly refracted from the water polo, and it is still brilliant.

   Vaguely, Zhang Baicheng even thought of that night thousands of years ago.

  As a servant, he stoned his young master to death on the way to Kuodaomen Mountain Gate to select disciples.

   That was the first time he challenged fate.

  When he put on the young master's clothes, picked up the letter of recommendation that belonged to the young master, and usurped the identity of the young master... everything reversed and changed at that point in time.

  If he hadn't had that kind of courage then.

   Maybe he has already turned into a pile of bones.

  That was the first time he... tried hard to break the thigh of Goddess of Fate.

   Then he slammed into it hard, hard.

   "Zhang Baicheng...is this my name?"

"its not right!"

  "My name is Eryu. One more is redundant than one, and one more is redundant. For my parents, I am the superfluous after the superfluous. It's just the bitter fruit they can't get after they can't bear the animal desire."

  At this time, Zhang Baicheng seemed to have seen the scene of being **** in the market by his father with straw labels.

   That was his humblest, weakest, and weakest past.

  And now... when he fell, he finally had the courage to face himself like this.

  Boom!

  The water polo shattered, and Zhang Baicheng continued to perform saber operations, just like before, just like before, just like before, but far away from the past.

  Looking at Zhang Baicheng's slash, Li Chenghai suddenly felt that...all the means he deployed could not stop the slash.

   This is his intuition summed up from his years of fighting experience.

  So subconsciously, Li Chenghai took a small step back, staggering a position from where he was standing before.

  It's just a staggered position... It is very likely that it is a staggered world.

   Some people don't know when they are behind.

   This backwardness lies in inadvertently, between cowardice, between being unable to persevere...not being able to see oneself clearly.

  Boom!

  The waves on the high cliff suddenly roared.

  In front of Li Chenghai, water dragons were savage, and the huge waves they set off were majestic and majestic, and the huge net of water arrows entrenched seemed to be able to stop everything.

  But... the sword fire and the heart fire, driven by the wind blowing at speed, spread crazily with a more thorough prairie fire.

  When this knife falls.

   Li Chenghai seemed to see a ferocious and ferocious young man slamming his face with a stone.

  It's so ordinary, so rough, so simple to drop... but it makes him vaguely feel that he can't resist it.

   What is irresistible is not the action.

   It is the deep-seated determination hidden in these actions.

  One's origin, one's background, one's origin, one's personal connections... It's too difficult to change these! too difficult! too difficult!

  The same thing, some people can do it so easily.

But some people need to be frightened, looking forward and backward for a long time before they dare to slowly test and move forward... Even in this, they are subjected to various pressures, ridiculed for being incompetent, ridiculed for being timid, and ridiculed for being cowardly. Sarcasm is useless.

  Because they can't afford to fail because they can't look back at any one time.

   Behind them, there was no mountain, but a cliff.

  A huge wave hits, and some people sail away in a sailboat.

   But some people were washed back to the shore and returned to the original point.

   This knife did not cut Li Chenghai!

  It is fate...it is unwillingness to fate.

   is unfair to fate!

  It is the resentment and poison accumulated in Zhang Baicheng's heart...even forgotten, it is another self hidden under his identity and personality.

   It was Ke Xiaoliang who awakened his self.

  At this moment, he wants to use this self, as the edge of the knife, to split a brand new destiny for him.

  At this moment, Li Chenghai had to be horrified to find that the changing divine body and the divine light flowing on the surface of the body seemed unable to withstand the ravages of this terrible blade, and suddenly exploded into countless spots of light, and then retreated towards the surroundings.

   Many of the fighters who were still fighting and colliding around the two-person battlefield stopped fighting one after another.

   Then he stopped, looking in shock at Zhang Baicheng's self-relieving knife.

   Such a knife...it's so beautiful!

   But beauty is only the most superficial definition of it.

  It is like its blade, recording a kind of cruelty.

  The cruelty and cruelty of the human heart, the cruelty and cruelty of the world, and the cruelty and cruelty above the blade are connected, and a kind of unity of the trinity has been completed.

  The sights of the gods, under the unity of Ke Xiaoliang, all aimed at them.

  The pressure of sight made it difficult for Li Chenghai to breathe, but Zhang Baicheng didn't seem to notice it.

  A dog has nine sons, there must be a mastiff.

  In a place like the Ten Demon Sect, of course there are many plotters.

  However, there will always be some people who gradually become different and are better at frontal attack... and they are exceptionally outstanding.

  Zhang Baicheng no matter how much hips he behaved after entering the real devil world.

  But back then, he really... asserted himself in a world.

  Under the sword, he is invincible.

   No less weak than Ke Xiaoliang, who was the suzerain of the Ten Demon Sect before.

  Those who can rely on their own strength to go out of the small world and become a real fairy-level powerhouse will never have a simple role.

  It's just time and high-pressure experiences that stain their dignity and ego.

  Zhang Baicheng awakened Li Chenghai first... It also means that this battle seems to be locked in the winner.

  The fire spread and ignited the majestic sea.

   Heartfires start a prairie fire, and what burns are the unwillingness and resentment in people's hearts.

  Li Chenghai almost smelled the breath of death.

   This kind of flame that ignites the soul will never stop in another world.

  It can even trace ideas and spread them into reality....

  At this moment, Li Chenghai...has only realized it lately.

  He knew he was standing on the edge of the precipice of despair.

   Take another step back, and you will see the abyss.

  Li Chenghai in reality looked at Zhang Baicheng frantically and in horror.

   "Do you dare to kill me?"

   "Are you going to kill me? Are you crazy?" Li Chenghai questioned Zhang Baicheng.

  They are all just the pawns of those real big men in the real devil world. They are also dogs, but they all need to look at the face of their masters.

   But now, Zhang Baicheng has crossed this scale and didn't care about this scale.

  He just wanted to kill Li Chenghai...whether in another world or in reality.

but why?

   Is it because of the little income in the different world?

   Just because the so-called gods are watching?

   Just because of...a little bit of blood reward?

  They are real immortals!

  A true immortal who is at the same level as a god!

  The so-called mythical bloodline, although it still has a supplementary effect on true immortals, is definitely not as eager as ordinary people.

Why?

what is this?

   Li Chenghai's eyes revealed such questioning.

  At the same time in reality, he began to use various means to cut off the connection between himself and his clone in the wild world.

  He cannot be influenced, cannot be implicated.

  He wants to live!

  Live a long time! long time!

  He remembers... It was not easy in the past, it was not easy, he survived the Gorefiend Palace, and he got to his current position step by step.

  Turning around, Li Chenghai actually escaped in reality.

   And this escape also affected him in the wild world.

  When the net of thousands of arrows woven by the water waves is easily torn and evaporated.

  Under several water dragons, as many as dozens of Li Chenghai, refracted by the water waves, fled in different directions at the same time.

  At this moment, he even wants to jump off the top of Xihuang Mountain to escape from this battlefield.

   This is the only escape incident that happened on the top of Xihuang Mountain.

  The mosasaurus **** was already above the sky, turning into a mass of thick dark clouds.

  His anger has been fully displayed in its form.

  The hero died on the battlefield, and his heroic soul has an afterglow.

  And the cowardly escape the death battle, and are cast aside while alive.

  In the real world, avoiding death in order to live, no matter what the situation, seems to have room for justification.

   And here... This is the world of the gods, and it is the home field where the gods decide everything.

  A billowing black vortex appeared on the top of the mountain.

   This whirlpool was facing Zhang Baicheng and Li Chenghai.

   Did not interfere with their combat effectiveness and behavioral capabilities, but kept them all on the battlefield.

   Mainly aimed at Li Chenghai...he can't escape!

  The strong suction force tore apart Li Chenghai's numerous illusionary water avatars.

  Li Chenghai showed a frightened and angry expression.

  He knew he couldn't escape, so he wanted to turn around and fight back with all his might.

   But the last opportunity has already been missed.

   Wow!

  Bringing a blue flame, the blade cut open Li Chenghai's chest.

   This knife is like Zhang Baicheng's mourning for the past.

   But this knife fell on Li Chenghai's body, to him, it was like awakening a painful memory.

  He used to be... just a blood cow in the Blood Demon Palace!

  That was the past that he was most unbearable, and the last thing he wanted to recall.

   But now, this **** past was mercilessly torn apart by Zhang Baicheng's knife.

  The terrifying sharp edge struck Li Chenghai's body.

   All instinctively organized resistance was cut off by Zhang Baicheng.

  If Zhang Baicheng wants to separate those legs again, he will never show mercy.

  This time...he wants to get more.

  This time...he didn't want to compromise.

  Boom!

  Li Chenghai's body was torn apart by the rolling knife force!

  In an instant, it was a complete separation of flesh and blood.

  The flame burned on every piece of flesh and blood, but burned Li Chenghai's soul.

  A large amount of negative emotions released by Li Chenghai, such as fear, fear, struggle, madness, etc., gathered into a big river and rushed to Ke Xiaoliang.

  In reality, Li Chenghai's body was still stained with traces of fire.

  The rising sun was in the sky, above the endless sea, Li Chenghai pulled out a long line of blood, then smashed into the void, and disappeared in this world.

   He escaped!

   In a very humiliating way.

  When he and Zhang Baicheng were also pulled back to some kind of past.

  They ended up making decidedly different choices.

  However... Does this mean that Zhang Baicheng won?

   But not necessarily!

  It's like a poor student, under the watchful eyes of everyone, madly slapping a second-generation power in the face.

  Did he win?

  Among the cheers and applause of the crowd, it seems to be so.

  But the gloomy eyes of the class teacher, the slow applause of the dean, the cold smile of the principal, and the huge and indifferent society outside the school... will all lead this victory to another gloomy result.

  However, at this moment, in the applause and cheers of the crowd, the definition of victory is beyond doubt.

  Zhang Baicheng flapped his wings and landed heavily.

  A blast of air blows away the surrounding crowd.

   Within a radius of tens of meters, no one dared to approach.

  The experience of that knife shocked everyone and even pleased the gods.

  The blue bird's divine light, which was almost indistinguishable from the beam of light, landed straight on Zhang Baicheng's body, repairing his wound.

  A drop of blue divine blood fell from the beam of light, and then slowly fell into the center of Zhang Baicheng's eyebrows.

   After a while, Zhang Baicheng raised his head and let out a roar. The blue wings on his back spread out, flames were flapping on the wings, and a strong wind blew.

  The battle around is still going on.

   Those noisy and boiling voices will only become more intense because of the battle between Zhang Baicheng and Li Chenghai.

  However, there was a tacit understanding that no one would challenge Zhang Baicheng again.

   It seems that he has acquiesced in his victory, acquiesced that he can have a place on this mountain.

  The battle lasted for five full days and nights.

  The glory of the goddess of the moon palace sprinkled the entire mountain, and the cold ointment repaired the wounds of the soldiers.

  Shen Hao appeared in the center of the gods in the form of a stalwart, looking down on the warriors who fought bravely.

   "That's it!" Shen Hao said.

  The gods nodded around Shen Hao.

   Mortals put up their best fights.

  The gods seem to have some kind of satisfaction.

  The next moment... the entire wild world began to undergo drastic changes.

  Mountains, rivers, lakes, oceans, swamps, forests, grasslands, snow-capped mountains, deserts, hills, Gobi...everything is undergoing drastic changes.

   They start to flow.

   Then quickly change and reverse the position.

  Those tribes who could not arrange warriors to reach Xihuang Mountain were in the hunting grounds located in the most border areas of the world.

  The living environment is only better than those of the ancient gods who were thrown into the abyss.

  The tribe who can arrange for soldiers to arrive at Xihuang Mountain, their living position and living environment, could be better, and it has been upgraded to a higher level.

  It is also closer to Xihuang Mountain, and the distance to the God Realm of the gods is also closer.

   Above that, of course, is the ethnic group that has warriors who enter the top of Xihuang Mountain and participate in the Ten Thousand Races Conference.

  These tribes are evenly distributed around Xihuang Mountain.

  Those shinning mountains of the gods, those woodlands full of sacred treasures... will become the hunting grounds and orchards of these tribes.

  The people of these tribes will have better living conditions and growth environment.

  As for the best location, it belongs to the tribe of the best fighters on the mountain battlefield.

   Among them is the Blue Bird tribe to which Zhang Baicheng belongs.

  Standing on the top of Xihuang Mountain, watching the changes in the mountains and rivers, everyone felt an inexplicable feeling of ups and downs.

  On the vaster land, such vicissitudes and changes are more specific and detailed.

  People lost their old places and went to the unknown.

  The tribes that obtained better hunting grounds and land, after a short period of discomfort, entered the carnival.

  And those tribes who went to the worse place to live are sad.

   "So this is the purpose of the Ten Thousand Races Conference?"

   "The strong survive, the weak are eliminated... This is indeed a universal law."

   "But, I think, this is the last time!"

"For the last time... God will decide who should have better soil, and who will struggle to survive and die in a remote place!" The great elder from Baotong World, standing in the fast-moving position Above the mountains, such words were spoken.

   It’s still a 6,000-character chapter!

Goodnight everybody!

  

  

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