What is going on Qingyanghuan felt that everything he experienced before him was extremely real.
He became an ordinary tribesman of the Fuhou Tribe and got along with the tribesmen day and night.
Decades had passed in the blink of an eye, and because of his limited talent , so far he has only reached the Totem realm.
The Nifuhou tribe is a pinnacle tribe in the southern wilderness of the Great Wilderness.
The four supreme elders in the tribe are all in the semi-king realm.
The tribe has millions of people.
The fortune of the tribe is prosperous and the momentum is like a rainbow.
The current patriarch, Ni Fuye, is not yet a hundred years old and his combat power has far exceeded that of the four supreme elders.
He is recognized by the clan as a strong man who will lead Ni Fu to glory.
Over the years, Qingyang Huan has never left the Fuhou Tribe too far, but the clan's luck manifested as a spiritual python, and the dense purple energy fell on every clan member, making him understand that this was definitely not the land of the human race where he was.
Unfortunately, his presence here is restricted, and he can only passively use this body as the main body, go on according to everything that belongs to this body, and experience every day of life.
It was like this until two years later, when he went hunting in the mountains, his flesh and blood was devoured by an evil ghost, and he was buried by the evil ghost.
At the moment of death, he had an extremely clear sense of how he was being swallowed inch by inch by evil spirits.
The terror of death filled the entire spiritual world, as if it was engraved in his soul with a pen knife.
However, death is not the end.
When he woke up from the death crisis, he found that he had a new identity again.
In the sky filled with yellow sand, ten great suns crossed the sky, turning the mountains, rivers and land into a barren state.
The earth cracked and turned into desert.
Hot breath billowed between the sky and the earth, and even illusory flames continued to ignite in the void. .
Thunder and fire fell from the sky, and the whole world seemed to become an ocean of flames.
The sand under his feet was as hot as rolling lava.
Qingyang Huan walked among the yellow sand.
This was the ninth reincarnation he had experienced.
Also this time, he was an ordinary warrior, a lone sand bandit wandering in the desert.
It's just that he was a bit miserable as a sand bandit.
He hadn't met any warriors in the desert for half a year, and he had lost his way in the yellow sand sky.
No matter which direction he looked, the sky was full of ten days.
Finally, while walking, he fell into the yellow sand.
In just a moment, the yellow sand rolled up and submerged him.
The crisis of death came again, and he felt his life gradually passing away.
The ninth reincarnation was buried in the yellow sand in the sky.
The scenes changed again and again, and he faced death again and again.
Qingyanghuan also reacted.
After stepping onto the ladder to heaven, he fell into reincarnation.
Every scene he experienced was extremely real, as if he had lived a new life. .
Although the world scene changes every time, his memory is not blocked.
Every life and death is vividly remembered and engraved in his heart.
Moreover, every death is a test of the soul, intertwined with various emotions, family ties, tribes, and all the irreversible separations, which become a heavy blow to the soul.
In the eighteenth reincarnation, in the vast mountain forest, he turned into an ancient tree in the mountain.
The branches swayed and exuded rich vitality.
However, the fierce beasts in the mountain fought in a melee, directly affected him, uprooted him, and finally turned into a broken tree.
Branches and sawdust blend into the soil.
After his twenty-third rebirth, he became a shark whale in the ocean.
He was torn into pieces by a larger dragon whale and became a meal of flesh and blood.
Reincarnation after reincarnation, completely trapped in a curse, reincarnation, death, reincarnation, death, seem to have no end.
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In the ninety-ninth reincarnation, he became a king.
On that day, the Outer Continent came and struck the endless starry sky.
Countless humans on the Human Continent were frightened and crouched and cried.
He headed towards the direction of the falling continent, trying to protect a clan member.
In the end, he was crushed by the terrifying squeezing force brought by the arrival of the Outer Continent over the human continent, and the king's blood was spilled in the wilderness.
On the ladder to heaven.
"I think Aojian is almost done.
He has died more than a hundred times.
He will have to go crazy if he continues to die."
The purple figure in the starry sky, with a pair of eyes that penetrated eternity, saw the world scene evolving on the ladder to heaven.
"If you can't understand the truth and falsehood, and can't see through the nothingness, even if you die a thousand times, dying ten thousand times is just an illusion.
Reincarnation is fate, and this is the truth."
Aotian Sword Emperor shook his head and spoke. said.
In the 132nd reincarnation, in the endless starry sky, Qingyang Huan transformed into a human warrior and fought against the starry sky bugs for thousands of years.
Finally, he was devoured by a king-level female bug.
In the 141st reincarnation, he became a stone lion guarding the tomb in an ancient tomb.
He stood there for endless years.
The lonely years almost made him go crazy.
It was too quiet, without any vitality, and lonely.
Heartbreaking.
Death again and again caused demonic obstacles to arise in his spiritual world.
In the spiritual world, demonic clouds rolled, and demonic silhouettes emerged from the demonic clouds.
These figures were all the immortal thoughts that remained after his death again and again.
They were ferocious.
His face and his roar that penetrated his soul made his spirit and will fall into a trance.
"who I am" There are more than a hundred selves in the spiritual world, and each one has a complete life.
Which one is the real him.
The more this happened, the more chaotic Qingyang Huan felt.
The life scenes that had appeared in the past were intertwined and collided with each other in the spiritual world, and even merged together in chaos.
This sudden change caused his spiritual world to completely collapse.
The originally chaotic chaotic air flow, ten thousand laws, and the power of stars on the ladder to heaven returned to calm.
Qingyang Huan's figure sat cross-legged on the white jade steps of heaven and earth.
However, at this moment, his whole body was shaking like chaff, and his breath was chaotic, like a bonfire in the strong wind, crumbling, leaving only a trace of clarity.
The last clear aura belonging to Qingyang Huan is also swaying, and the imprints of reincarnation in the dim spiritual world are roaring, trying to fight for the control of the body.
"True me" I don't know how much time passed, but Qingyang Huan's body trembled.
In an instant, his eyes opened and closed.
The depths of his pupils were as dark as black holes, and a little green light bloomed brightly.
In the spiritual world covered with demonic clouds, a ray of light illuminates the darkness and begins to disperse the demonic clouds.
It is like the rising sun, dispersing the remnants of the night.
The ferocious figures rolling in the demonic clouds are like dew under the rising sun.
Continuous dissolution. buzz buzz The azure light in the spiritual world flourished, dispersing all the demonic clouds.
A spiritual figure that was indistinguishable from Qingyang Huan stood with his hands behind his back.
The green robe on his body was flowing with blazing divine light.
All the figures in the reincarnation scenes he had experienced before had turned into A memory is imprinted on the spiritual world, they are just a memory, nothing more.
Eliminating the false and retaining the true, the various reincarnations he has experienced only allowed him to find his true self from the hypocrisy.
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At this moment, Qing Yanghuan's state of mind soared to a terrifying level.
Buzz There was a bright divine light in his eyes, filled with a strong aura of reincarnation, and a sense of reality.
At the same moment, around the ladder where he was sitting cross-legged, the stabilized chaotic airflow, the power of the stars, and the laws of ten thousand ripples rippled, and the ripples went in all directions, colliding with each other, and creating waves. boom The moment these forces collided together, the surrounding void began to twist, chaos emerged, and turned into a huge vortex above his head.
Feeling the changes around him, his mind fell silent again.
Since the last time he stabilized the realm of cultivation at the peak of the first heaven of the king, he has not found the opportunity to advance again.
After all, the realm of the king of the second heaven requires the law to be integrated with the small world and turned into a law in the world. .
However, his Borderless Dao is constantly being replenished.
Every time he incorporates one more Law of Ten Thousand Daos, it is equivalent to experiencing a transformation.
The second heaven of the king needs the laws to be integrated with the small world.
If the Wujiang Taoism changes, the small world will also transform.
In other words, once the Wujiang Taoism transforms, the Dharma King realm that belongs to him needs to go through one more baptism.
For other kings, the cultivation of the king's realm is so difficult that even powerful warriors cannot bear the pressure of breaking through the level again and again.
Fortunately, the reincarnations of death he experienced on the ladder this time made up for his lack of state of mind.
Compared with feeling his own death again and again, it seems that even if he rejoins the small world after perfecting the rules every time, it does not count.
What's the matter?
The initial road has been taken.
Whether you can reach the end depends on yourself.
Nearly one hundred and fifty times of death and reincarnation, not only one hundred and fifty times of death and rebirth, but also more than one hundred times of practice.
Now these practice insights plus the test of life and death are integrated into one, making his realm It can be broken in one fell swoop.
Buzz As he thought, the chaotic airflow around the sky and the earth was aroused, and the top of his head began to fall.
In an instant, Qingyang Huan felt numb all over, and wisps of electric light covered his whole body, and terrifying power fell.
In an instant, a ray of black and yellow divine light erupted, and a small world like a clay embryo appeared above his head.
It slowly rotated and introduced the falling chaotic air into the small world.
However, even so, there was still a lot of chaotic airflow mixed with the power of the stars and the laws of ten thousand pouring into his body, causing his flesh and blood to roar and convulse.
The boundless Taoism manifests itself, emerges in the small world, and merges into the chaotic air flow.
Chaos is the origin of all Taoism.
It is tolerant of Taoism, and the boundless Taoism can be easily integrated into it.
Then the chaotic air flow fell into the small world and merged with the small world.
Along with it, the boundless Taoism also integrated into every inch of the small world.
Of course, it would take a long time for Taoism to be completely integrated into every inch of soil and void in the small world.
Qingyang Huan sat cross-legged on the ladder and fell into a realm breakthrough
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