Chapter 640

Time rolls and flows.

I don't know how many years have passed.

In the silent universe, color suddenly appeared again.

A blue planet, slowly turning.

There are no psionic powers on this planet, and there are no other supernatural energies.

Very rare, very rare material world.

One hundred universes may have only one such materialistic material world.

Every such world is covered and protected by the fog of infinite time and space.

Almost undetected!

But things are quietly changing.

A meteor, across the sky.

Brought a future soul.

History has entered a new branch and opened up a new world.

So the protective cover of the enemy exploded.

The world, like a lamb without protection, is exposed to all predators.

A golden door opens.

Six winged angels fly out of it.

He looked at the world.

"Lord..." he prayed, "this is a new pasture!"

"I will spread your faith to every corner of the world!"

His voice did not fall.

There is a new corridor opening.

A ferocious monster with maggots crawling on its surface, countless rotten wounds and deadly germs flowing out.

"Quack, quack..."

"All living things are rotten, and all things are immortal!"

"The great father of the epidemic will dedicate the world to the most noble father!"

Countless children of epidemic diseases poured out from behind the corridor, like a tide, and instantly swallowed the six winged angels who had just flown out.

The father of the plague roared with pride.

The dark side of the whole world was shaken by the roar of the father of the epidemic.

The spiritual ocean that has precipitated for thousands of years is revived.

The father of epidemic disease screamed and threw a epidemic spore from the noble Father God and immortal loving father to the blue planet.

Landing point

It is Osaka in Fusang, the shrine site of the national Daming God.

The spores fall, take root instantly, and then sink to the ground.

Combined with the remnant spirits in the shrine, a brand-new monster was produced.

But the march of the father of the epidemic had just begun and had to stop.

Because his invasion disturbs the waves of time and space and attracts defenders from a certain time and space.

A great wall of steel rises from the back of the world.

The gold man cast in bronze poked his head out from behind the great wall of steel.

The brilliance of the array flickered in its pair of bronze eyes.

"System self test starts..."

"Determine the space-time anchor..."

"Connect Xianqin star viewing platform..."

"Disconnected..."

"Call the Xian Qin expedition..."

"No response to the call..."

"Retrieve surrounding space-time..."

"Find the enemy!"

"Kukas, son of Nazu and father of epidemic disease!"

"Start Xianqin defense system!"

"Release the immortal Qin Terracotta Army!"

"Wake up the regiment commander!"

"The commander has awakened!"

"Doctor Xian Qin, captain of the expeditionary army, your excellency Meng Yi has been online!"

The bronze and gold man immediately unfolded.

An immortal Qin Rune gun appeared on the Great Wall.

The immortal Qin terracotta army, which automatically woke up, immediately went into battle.

And Naju's Legion found an old enemy.

It is also extremely jealous. The two sides are fighting together in the dark side of the world.

Immortal Qin Jin people and pottery figurines are not afraid of epidemic diseases and fungi.

Kukas, the father of the epidemic, had cannon fodder and spores.

The fight between each other fell into a stalemate at the beginning.

At this time, the six winged angel who had been swallowed up by the father of the epidemic was slowly wriggling.

A golden mechanical eyeball is drilled on its body surface.

"This is my world!"

God made his declaration.

Therefore, the already closed door of heaven was all opened.

Groups of angels from heaven swarmed out.

Under God's will, they rushed to the father of epidemic disease and the great wall of Xianqin.

The tripartite scuffle tore the dark side of the world apart.

The dead angels and the corpses of the epidemic soldiers piled together and sank into the depths of the spiritual ocean.

A little aura overflows from it.

Reiki recovery has begun!

At the moment of Reiki recovery.

A terrible door, tearing a huge gap in the dark side of the world.

Kadas gate.

The pyramid rises and black law sits on it.

Countless nonsense echoed on the dark side of the world.

Whether it is the Xian Qin expedition, the epidemic legion, or the angels, they are deprived of the ability of perception and thinking at this moment.

Time seems to stagnate.

"This is the world that breeds the master!" The black Pharaoh announced.

"This is the honor of the world!"

"It's also its luck!"

At the same time, after the old black law, indescribable figures emerged.

The incarnations of the shapeless God appear here one by one.

They have their own ghosts and do whatever they want on the back of the world according to their own wishes.

They tamper with cognition and modify memory.

Even, from the portal of the kingdom of heaven, the corpses of dead gods were dragged out and buried in the dark side of the world.

Then, these avatars screamed.

The black Pharaoh ignored them.

As long as these guys don't destroy and affect the birth of the great master.

Then let them go!

The old Mafia himself even joined it.

He quietly threw the light and shadow of a kitten into the dark side of the world.

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Ten Years From Now.

Reiki recovery has begun to really affect the world.

Taoist priests, zombies and ghosts in the East began to appear.

There are paladins, vampires, werewolves and witches in the West.

In the hinterland of the newborn Daxia empire.

Little meteors fell on the top of Bear Mountain.

That night, a peasant family surnamed Ling dreamed of the old baby patron saint Shao Si Ming.

From then on, Ling became the sacrificial priest of Shao Si Ming.

Another ten years later, Ling became famous.

The patriarch Ling'an even became a guest of the royal family of the Xia Dynasty and a founding member of the original official extraordinary organization, the black guards.

At this time, Lingan dreamed of Shao Siming.

The goddess ordered him to prepare an ritual.

In the following years, the Lingjia made every effort to prepare the ritual.

In the process of preparation, the Ling clan began to dream and hear all kinds of strange and unknown nonsense.

Someone began to go crazy.

Even, some people become unknown after death.

At this time, the spirit family finally began to notice the abnormality.

However, Lingyan suppressed all opinions.

The patriarch of the spirit family has long been controlled by unknown nonsense.

Became a puppet of the existence of terror.

Another few years.

The ritual was finally ready, only a ceremony was needed to lead the goddess from the kingdom of God to the earth.

At this time, Lingan suddenly woke up.

He knew the great mission of the spiritual family.

So he went to the imperial capital, met the emperor at that time, and left a page full of taboo words.

After this, Lingan returned to his ancestral land.

Back here.

He opened the ritual with his own hands.

The ritual is not a goddess.

But from a nameless messenger.

One end after another, like trees, monsters with huge hooves and full of tentacles walked out of the ritual.

Then they committed suicide one by one in the astonishment of the Lingshi people.

The blood of terror melted into the earth and soaked the ritual.

Soak your strength in it.

The voice of truth and wisdom echoed in the ears of every Lingshi people.

Let them know their great mission!

They willingly embarked on the sacrificial platform of the ritual.

Sacrifice your flesh and soul to the immortal gods!

So, with the mortal body, cooperate with the power of the ritual.

They not only attracted the divine power of the less commander.

It also attracted the power of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi.

And above the ritual, the terrible external God quietly appeared.

Insert tentacles into the radiance of the ritual.

After seven generations, the power of the gods will fade from the descendants of Ling.

And the seeds bred in them will be born!

The great supreme will be born in this world.

With human body, flesh and blood, we can chisel out the seven orifices and give birth to a real independent personality and intelligence.

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Spiritual peace is like a bystander, witnessing all this.

Scenes flashed by.

The life of Ling's ancestors.

His ancestors migrated from Jingchu to Guangnan.

Each generation of ancestors can only breed offspring with the messengers sent by the dark Mother God.

Generation after generation, thin blood and weaken divine power.

By the time his father was born, Guangming was a masterpiece.

Taiyi's divine power finally broke through from Shao's divine power.

At this time, the power on the xiongshan ritual also differentiated into a trace, fell to Guangnan and appeared in the belly of a pregnant woman.

The child was born, born, is a lovely little girl.

Her parents named her Sasha.

Because, before she was born, the little girl's father dreamed of a lovely girl. In front of his bed, Sasha, Sasha's babbling.

In Jiangcheng City, Guangnan, the little boy's parents also gave him a name.

Long established name: Ling Qingyun!

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Spirit peace gently exhaled a breath.

He looked overhead.

"So, after my father died, I didn't dream of him once..."

"Because he's already dead!"

"His divine power, divine Kingdom and divine blood have become the barrier of my flesh!"

Nine song world

It's at stake.

To save the world.

The God conceived by the sun sacrificed himself.

"I'm really good!" Ling Ping'an sighed.

For him, the gods of the nine song world sacrificed themselves.

Not only with divine power, divine Kingdom and divine blood to build a barrier to protect him.

Lest he know and contact the real world too early.

There is also the emperor of the mountain and sea world, who splits his own soul and uses his spirituality as nutrients.

Gave birth to his personality.

Know all this.

Ling Ping'an sat down slowly.

He leaned against the stone wall of his ancestral house and looked at the ritual.

His humanity began to question himself.

"Who am I?"

The God of blindness and stupidity?

Or the Eastern Emperor Taiyi?

Or the emperor of the mountain and sea world?

Who on earth shaped me?

He looked at Qin Lu of the earth.

The Odin gods in the northern Qin Dynasty... They seem to be alive, but they are actually broken bones.

a dead-alive person.

Similarly, there are the Greek gods.

Even

The king of angels in the white bone church also has a shadow behind him.

The shadow of the shapeless God.

These are puppets and puppets.

It's just a molded, tampered and modified toy.

What about him?

Is he a toy?

This problem, if not clear.

Ling Ping An knows that he will never have the courage to take that crucial step.

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