When the bitterness surges, when the figure detects his future, he knows it.

There is no problem with this tea itself.

Everyone drinks it and naturally has a different taste.

And this taste is related to every person who can live.

Ling Zhi means so hard.

In the future he saw, Ling Zhi was covered in blood. In the independent void, a stone tablet was held high above his head, exuding the power of suppression.

Behind him were countless corpses, and the corpses floated in the starry sky, pushing forward for a hundred years and backward for a hundred years, but no living person was alive.

The world is vast, he is the only one who survives and fights against an inexplicable enemy.

What exactly happened in that future?

What kind of power is it that sunks the earth and shatters the starry sky?

Ling Zhi held the teacup in his hand and sat upright there, without saying a word for a long time.

His eyes were extremely deep, staring at the chaos ahead, not knowing what he was thinking.

"The future is vast, and you are the only one left, fighting against the unknown enemy alone." The figure said, "Can you still fight?"

"War, why not fight?" Ling Zhi looked at him, without any doubt.

"Where does the long river of destiny come from? There are infinite possibilities in the future, and this possibility is just one of them. Why can't I change it?" Ling Zhi said to himself, as if insignificant things.

"Are there any other realms after the Emperor Realm?"

"I don't know."

"Don't know?"

"Where does the end come from?"

"The Tao is endless."

In that chaos, Ling Zhi's voice sounded sometimes and was silent sometimes.

Finally, Ling Zhi grabbed a piece of branch of his arms and stood up from the stone bench.

The moment he stood up, all the scenes in front of him changed.

There is no chaos and no matter where there is any figure, even the saplings no longer exist.

In front of him was a stone table, on which a cracked chessboard was erected there, the teapot was broken into pieces and fell on the table, and the teacup was tilted.

The green sapling turned into a dead branch at this moment, and all the vitality was gone.

The bark was dry, and the tree was covered with no fallen leaves, like dead branches, just ordinary dry firewood.

There is still the previous scene there.

Looking at everything in front of him, Ling Zhi felt a little uncomfortable. He knew that everything before was just a coincidence that he broke into it and saw the people from Yannian, and what happened to him back then.

His greatest gain lies in his soul.

That cup of tea has brewed for thousands of years. This countless river of time has been integrated into the soul of Lingzhi, Zheng

Leung Zhi's soul body has some vicissitudes

And as time passed, his soul body finally ushered in a transformation.

Ling Zhi stood up and his eyes were sharp. He knew that it was time for him to go out.

Before going out, he continued to fly towards the bottom of the reincarnation pool.

He still remembers that when he saw the pseudo-Six Paths of Reincarnation, he had experienced a battlefield, and there were countless corpses lying on that battlefield.

It is where he got the body of Ruyi Tower.

Now, he had simply learned from that figure what happened in the Qingnian and the origin of these corpses. He wanted to take some of the extraordinary weapons out.

After stepping back into the cluster, Ling Zhi's cultivation was not only not sealed, but also much stronger than before.

This is because the branch he carries, the tall figure in chaos, was taken off the saplings and given to him.

This piece of branch is the only vitality left on the sapling.

The branches emitted a hazy green light, making him walk on the flat ground under the pool of reincarnation.

As soon as he stepped foot, Ling Zhi saw a black shadow and rushed towards him.

The figure is dozens of feet tall and his eyes are scarlet.

Ling Zhi was slightly stunned and looked at him in surprise. It turned out to be the evil that died here. Now that the remnant soul has been awakened and has become the same existence as those people in white before.

Now that Ling Zhi had just arrived, he rushed over.

This is because although his memory during his lifetime has disappeared, his body has great malicious intentions and murderous intentions towards Ling Zhi's existence.

Therefore, at the first time, he rushed towards Lingzhi.

Looking at the evil who almost forced himself to death in the past, Ling Zhi could not have the desire to fight.

The other party's soul had dissipated, and this was simply another him.

On the Xuanyuan Sword, the light surged and rushed out straight.

Just one sword, the evil broken body was blown into pieces by Ling Zhi.

The opponent's body was injured by the six realms of reincarnation and had no combat power at all.

If his cultivation level is sealed, it will be a little more troublesome.

Entering the battlefield, Ling Zhi directly built his palms with his soul power, and sent weapons that had not yet lost their spirituality into his own storage ring Zheng

After so many years, there is no weapon that can still save spirituality. It is ordinary!

For example, the axe that Xie grabbed in his hand that day was a king soldier who was not inferior to the Broken Water Sword.

And that armor must have reached the level of top-grade king armor.

Anyone who can be favored by Lingzhi is not inferior to the top-grade Wang Bing level.

However, among these king soldiers, most of the soldiers' souls disappeared and needed to be re-cultivated, which led to a slight decline in power at this time.

However, over the long years, it is also a kind of sacrifice for weapons, and the rest are all the best among the best.

Because Ling Zhi had that branch, he could put these things into the ring, so that he always just grabbed a weapon in his hand. He broke through the limitations of the cluster rules and obtained a large number of weapons out of thin air.

For the rapid growth of the Luoye Sect and the martial artists, the role of these weapons is obviously a valuable treasure.

After staying in front of the pseudo-six paths of reincarnation for a while, Ling Zhi did not rashly go to contact him. He was not sure that he could resist the power of reincarnation in the six paths of reincarnation.

If you don’t enter the Emperor Realm, you may not be able to contact it and will be directly swallowed by the power of time.

...

The next day, when the morning light shone on the reincarnation pond, the lake surface shaking and Lingzhi broke through the lake.

Looking at the direction of Luoye Sect, he strides away.

Every step is like integrating into the rain.

In the pool of reincarnation, suppressed by the strange power of the pool water, he could not feel too much of the Taoist feeling. Now, he could clearly sense that those great Taos are within reach of his own.

Originally, using space power to teleport, it would take some force to break through the void.

But now, no need.

Therefore, he took one step and ten thousand miles.

This vast earth seemed to have lost its distance and lost its standard of measurement at his feet.

One step forward, the galaxy reverses.
Chapter completed!