Creator, little heaven.
Wanyu emperor, leader of the secret alliance.
The recognized leader of the era alliance.
People who destroyed the central emperor.
Who am I?
Consciousness becomes very shallow, very light.
It's hard to concentrate.
Even who they are, can not remember, all memories, all become fuzzy.
Can only vaguely see chaos first son sneer face.
There is also the gradually transparent self.
No sky umbrella, the meaning of nothingness, extraordinary twin, the first son of chaos.
Meng fan traveled all over the world for many years. He saw too many secrets. He devoured half of the classics of the hundred saints College of the purple light empire. He could deduce all things with the will of heaven. If he knew one thing, he could calculate more things.
It can be said that in today's universe, as long as anything appears, Meng fan can not know nothing about it and will always find some clues.
He was wrong.
Some of the supernatural objects transformed from the sources of the heavens create the nihilism of the most terrible gully between heaven and earth, and the extraordinary twins who have never heard of jumping out of time.
He knew nothing about these three forces.
Don't mention the chaos emperor, even in front of the first son of chaos, he seems so ignorant, even in the case of no fight back, was driven into nothingness.
When the spirit began to be thin, but his consciousness began to break, when his body became thin, and even the whole person turned into a shadow, he suddenly found that death was so close to himself.
In Meng fan's heart, there is always an idea in Meng fan's heart, that is, the belief of winning, the belief of immortality.
Again and again, he was forced into a dead end and jumped out again and again, which gradually made him invincible.
Vaguely, he did not believe that there was a certain force in the universe that could erase himself.
But this moment
Shadow, does it exist?
If it exists, why can't it be touched? Why is there no thickness.
If it doesn't exist, why does the word "shadow" exist? Why does everything have a shadow.
This is nothingness.
Meng fan, has been gradually nihility.
Until the end of the day, his eyes were dark, and all perception disappeared.
Memory, also disappeared.
He knew that this was nothingness, total nothingness, he had disappeared from the universe.
Even the rise of the outbreak, even try to do their best to win the strength are not displayed.
What's more, he can't remember the appearance of his sister, the appearance of the empress, Gu Xin'er, Ling daiyou, Linglong, etc.
In the end, he couldn't even remember these people.
In nothingness, he lost everything.
Time for judgment.
I don't know how long, maybe it's just a few moments of breathing, maybe it's been tens of thousands of years.
He suddenly realized a problem.
Yes, all his things have disappeared, completely disappeared in nothingness, but there is one thing, still exists.
That's him! himself!
He knew he was still there, because he was still thinking. Although this thought was very weak, although his spirit was only one tenth of a million or even less, he knew that he was still alive!
So he began to struggle.
Constant struggle.
It seems that a long time has passed, maybe a few days, maybe a few years, maybe decades.
Unable to determine the time, he did not let the last thought dissipate.
Continue to struggle.
He suddenly had vision.
No, it's not vision. He doesn't have eyes. It's just what he feels.
He "saw" a star. It was a very old and tiny star. It seemed that he had stepped into this star at a certain time and a certain year.
The stars are fleeting.
He saw a sea again, a boundless sea, which was even broader than a vast world.
Another flash.
After that, in a short period of time, he saw a lot of influences, including the prosperous Empire, the hard-trained monks, the God King who was destroyed by the way of heaven, a mole ant slowly climbing, and a little girl who seemed familiar with each other. Standing in a field of flowers, he practiced hard, beside a natural God, and taught her martial arts
Each picture has only a very short moment, perhaps less than one percent of Xu MI.
One by one, they flickered.
Then he saw something he had never seen before.
He saw a world, a very strange world. In this world, the vitality is very thin, and there is almost no friar. Here, the little creatures are the little ones. It is impossible for them to step into the martial arts and become the demons to open up wisdom. On the contrary, the human race is very prosperous and dominates all living creatures. However, due to lack of vitality, they can not practice The longevity of the human race, that is, decades, at most more than a hundred years, is already a long-lived person.However, although there is no vitality, in this world, the Terrans have not declined, and there are billions of them. Moreover, the humanity is extremely prosperous. The Terrans can not become monks, but they can make huge iron birds, which can also fly into the air, and even make golden iron ark to send some people out of their world and to another world.
We can't use all kinds of magic tools, but we use lightning, flame and other things to create one after another very strange things, much like magic weapons.
Some magic tools can also let two mortals talk in remote places isolated from each other.
Wait.
This picture, suddenly disappeared.
He saw another world.
In this world, there is vitality, but it is rare. The creatures here use various magic tools to help them absorb and use their vitality. In this world, the development of martial arts is not prosperous because of the lack of vitality. However, the living beings here are very good at using various kinds of magic weapons. Almost all the living creatures will have a magic tool to help them make better use of their vitality. Most of the magic weapons are a small stick, which is held in the hand and combined with the Dharma seal produced by various movements to control and display the vitality Daoism.
Once again, it flashed by.
Such a strange world, I do not know how many repeated.
Tens of thousands.
It's weird.
And his thought, also gradually awakened.
He suddenly found out his name.
His name is Meng fan.
Then, I remember something.
Every moment, he was more sober and more realistic.
His body appeared.
But it is not a physical body, but a completely transparent body formed by a mass of consciousness and ideas.
It's the soul.
It's the spirit.
It's the spirit.
It's an idea.
All of a sudden, the world in front of Meng fan is no longer changing and completely solidified.
He came to a world full of silver gray.
It's very cold here.
There are many caves, many dilapidated ruins, a dead silence.
But at the moment of his appearance, the originally dead world suddenly twinkled with a pair of eyes, staring at him directly, panting slightly, full of greed.
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