What a sin.

Wu Hen didn't know how to explain and enlighten him for a moment.

He suddenly remembered that before leaving, he told Fairy Gong Qin about a purely romantic story, hoping that she would offer herself a flower after her death, so that she would do this. Fairy Gong Qin did not spit a few phlegm in front of her tomb, which means that she was too well-educated.

Sin, sin. I originally thought that time was following a certain law, but I didn't expect that time actually coexisted by several laws. There was a grandfather's paradox, a time river, and even parallel time and space. In other words, Fairy Gong Qin is the inner demon, and there is no problem at all. Perhaps his master finally figured out this point afterwards, but he could not tell Fairy Gong Qin directly. Only before he was free, he told Huang Xian to see Fairy Gong Qin's hundred-year disaster, but Huang Xian did not understand the profound meaning and mistakenly thought that the future Fairy Gong Qin was the mastermind behind the cholera.

It is impossible to say clearly in a few words, not to mention that Wu Hen now sprinkles salt on other people's wounds whenever he says to the girl Gong Qin.

Things have to be done. Wu Hen glanced at the battle between Ruan Muhan and the Female Martial Ancestor Du Xiao and found that Ruan Muhan had formed a balance of power with the other party. Du Xiao was a senior god of Gao Wu after all. Her disadvantages when she faced Ruan Muhan at the beginning had been made up for by relying on her own experience.

Wu Hen used his four senses. After interweaving the battle situation for the next twenty minutes, he made sure that Ruan Muhan would not be defeated or be attacked by other gods, he flew to Baishan with peace of mind.

In the Baishan Mountains, the battle situation became extremely chaotic. Half of the heavenly kings of Ye Nuwa's lineage fell, and the other half were also fleeing one after another. The old gods of Cangchu naturally knew that these heavenly kings of Ye Nuwa's lineage were all huge energy bodies. They stole Cangchu's massive spiritual factors and killed them, these resources could be obtained by them and brought their realm to a higher level. Therefore, they launched a brutal pursuit for the so-called righteousness or selfishness.

At this time, although the Red Robe Saint was the leader of the old god, he could not control the selfishness of every god. After Ye Kui-chan withdrew from this dispute, the situation became a plunder of the other party.

Caiqiong took a look at the seven-color mountains and seas that were gradually recovering, and also saw many old gods with ulterior motives who were eager to try.

Don’t they want to see what the outside world is like, but they are afraid that it is a scam against them. What if this so-called ascension is a screening of life in a higher dimension, screening out high-quality and plump lives to serve them on the dining table?

Facing unknown things, any wise life knows to retreat behind everyone and let those fearless guys walk in front of them so that they can know the danger inside.

But opportunities are often given to the first person who takes that step, and they are afraid that others will seize the opportunity.

It can be seen that every god is struggling to go to the outside world or stay in Cangchu, and at the same time, we need to be careful of other gods around us whether they are using each other.

Compared with their own camp, the Nuwa clans from the future have no concerns or suspicions in this regard. They only have one belief. Even if there is an abyss ahead and even if the other side is a bubble, they have to cross over. Such cohesion may only be formed after truly experiencing common suffering.

For a moment, the Red Robe Saint Xiancaiqiong looked up at the future and stared at the Infinite City three hundred years later. He suddenly realized that it was the ones who were truly lost in this jungle of different degrees. He knew that this soil was not suitable for survival, but he did not dare to open it up. Just like a group of ignorant and cowardly ancients, he tried to see the end of the continent but completely retreated because he saw the ocean.

The ocean can be conquered, and the starry sky can be conquered. They have lost their own Nuwa Godduan and have completely lost themselves in this increasingly decaying land.

The seven-color mountains and seas have not had a two-pole turn for a while. This beautiful sacred mountain, the holy lantern, is full of vitality. Just the tip of the iceberg exposed is already infinitely longing for, and has not been eroded by any natural disasters. It can be achieved whether it is the development of magnificent technology on such a land or the embarking on the road of cultivation.

The peace and breadth there are truly the Pure Land that God favors.

Mingyi stood on the top of Baishan Mountain, and she looked here at the mysterious realm that slowly unfolded like a scroll. Its true appearance is not a infinite city, which is stacked through some kind of high-dimensional mapping, nor is it from God's alms. It is natural, and it can even be sure that there is no realm after another that makes life desperate. Square things are equal and square things prosper together. Even if there is a food chain, it is not the hated jungle law. There is no absolute ruling species, nor is there absolute insignificance. They eventually form a perfect and healthy closed loop of life, orderly, pure, and each has its own mission.

Her time Yuanyou is releasing the energy of time like a tide. The tide of time is reversed, restoring this mythical land to the point where it is still lush and repairing it until all disputes begin.

Finally, the mythological scroll that is constantly expanding has undergone bizarre changes. It does not follow the rules of the horizon of the human world slowly downward, but slowly goes upward. Mingyi has to turn on his spiritual vision so that his eyes can reach farther places, and in a farther place, the mythical earth stretches towards the sky, just like the whole world is already spreading on the sky steps...

But at this moment, the energy of Time Yuanyou was exhausted, and Mingyi scattered a short-term rain and dew for this world that was about to wither. This rain and dew was just to continue its limited greenery and vitality. It would still wither in no time.

"Wu Hen!"

Mingyi pointed to the front with her finger, indicating that if Wu Hen wanted to step outside, he would have to take advantage of the present.

Wu Hen no longer hesitated, he flew to this place. After joining Ming Yi on the top of Baishan, he flew to the mythical world slowly rolling up the starry sky without hesitation.

The moment he flew out, a red figure was also following him.

The red figure did not maliciously stop him. He just kept a certain distance behind Wu Hen and Mingyi. It seemed that the red-robed saint was also curious about the other side.

"What exactly is he going to do?" Ming Yi still had a shadow on the Red Robe Saint. This guy killed the warriors of their Fighting Star Palace not long ago. These people could not be resurrected through Nuwa's divine power. They disappeared forever.

"I don't know, let's take a look at what the end is, and plant our space buds first. Many of the laws we think we have mastered in the world exist in their own way. We often play discoverers, experiencers, and users, rather than creators. What we do now is no different from drilling wood to make fire. Suiren is also constantly trying. We just do it. To try and have results, it is to create a new era of mankind. If there is no result, find a quiet place to have more children, write down the traces of our exploration of the world, and pass it on to them." Wu Hen said.

After hearing this, Ming Yi couldn't help laughing. Why did Wu Hen experience so many things? He can still be smart regardless of the occasion?

"Who said he was going to give birth to a baby for you?" Mingyi said.

"I didn't say I'm having sex with you, we're each." Wu Hen didn't finish his words, and his arm was already violently pinched to purple.

He grinned in pain.

However, it was not just Wu Hen who grinned. The red-robed Sheng Xiancaiqiong who was chasing all the way was already as gray as ever.
Chapter completed!