Experience the reincarnation of the ninth life, merge the nine different memories, and recognize yourself.

This is the Ninth Reincarnation Tribulation.

And at this moment, Jian Wushuang, who was under the clouds, his eyes were scarlet, with unprecedented madness.

In his mind, nine different memories were frantically depriving and devouring his consciousness.

"I am a pastor, rich in the world, I can get everything I have in the world, give my body to me, I can let you enjoy the glory and wealth of the world!"

From the first life, the memory of Mu Chen, the richest merchant in the world, who founded the 'Noble Hall' and the world's richest businessman, echoed in Jian Wushuang's mind.

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"I am the first emperor of the ages, and all the royal power in the world is in my hands, who dares to disobey the whole world?"

"This body is mine!"

In the second life, the memory from the eternal emperor Jin Mo roared madly while watching.

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"Qiu'er, my Qiu'er, where is she!"

"I'm going to find her, and no one can stop me!"

The memory of the seventh life, with an unprecedented obsession with the consciousness of sword matchlessness, was completely devoured.

8th and 9th ......

Memories of the Ninth Generation, which is equivalent to nine different 'Sword Warriors'.

These nine 'Sword Warriors' have all spent their lives in their own illusory worlds, with their own consciousness and thinking, as well as what they pursue and aspire to achieve.

Like the first life, what is pursued is wealth.

In the second life, the pursuit is absolute kingship.

The third life is the ultimate in martial arts.

At this moment, these nine 'Sword Peerless' exist together as one, plus Sword Warrior's own consciousness, it is a full ten realms of consciousness!

The so-called one mountain does not tolerate two tigers, and there are ten consciousnesses existing in the sword peerless divine body, and naturally the nine illusory consciousnesses will frantically counterattack, and will frantically compete for the control of the body by Jian Wushuang's own consciousness.

"Humph!"

Jian Wushuang's face was distorted terrifyingly, and his entire body was trembling violently, but although his appearance was extremely hideous, his consciousness remained absolutely sober.

"Shut up!"

"You are just me who exists in the illusion!"

"In reality, you don't exist and shouldn't exist. ”

"No matter how many things I have experienced in the unreal, how many emotions I have, the unreal, after all, is unreal!"

Jian Wushuang clenched his teeth, and a low cry came out of his mouth.

"Ahhhh!!h

The second Emperor, Jin Mo, roared angrily, and the next moment, this illusory consciousness was directly integrated into Jian Wushuang's own consciousness.

"I'm fighting with you!"

The other eight consciousnesses have also followed in the footsteps of Jin Mo.

For a moment, the Nine Illusory Consciousness and Jian Wushuang's own consciousness were completely fused.

Before, it was only these nine illusory consciousnesses that coexisted with his own consciousness in one body, but now, these nine illusory consciousnesses were completely integrated into his own consciousness.

At this moment, Jian Wushuang's consciousness almost collapsed.

He roared desperately.

"Who am I?"

"Who the hell am I?"

"Am I Mu Chen, Jin Mo, or Lu Xuan?"

The entire Heavenly Firmament Realm could hear Jian Wushuang's hysterical roar.

The Yuan Hall Lord and Lei Chao, who were on the edge of the Heavenly Firmament Realm, saw this scene, and their faces changed.

"What's the matter, I feel that his mind has reached the verge of collapse, and even the Seven Aperture Exquisite Mirror and Heart Protecting Pill can't work, and they can't protect his mind, what is he going through?"

"His mind has indeed reached a critical point, and if it continues, his mind will be completely destroyed, and then he will become a madman, and life is worse than death. Lei Chao also frowned tightly.

Both of them could feel Jian Wushuang's state at the moment.

Dangerous, absolutely dangerous, just a little bit, Jian Wushuang will fall into a place of no return.

It's just a little bit of it.

"It's just a little bit of it, and this one must be steady, otherwise it's all over. The Yuan Hall Lord clasped his hands.

The two of them stared at Jian Wushuang tightly, sensing Jian Wushuang's changes at all times.

At this moment, Jian Wushuang was already standing on the edge of the cliff, and half of his feet had already stepped out.

At this time, even a random breeze could send him into the bottomless abyss.

But fortunately, he never took the remaining half step.

Under the clouds, although Jian Wushuang's whole person became violent and crazy, and his mouth roared one after another, like a mad demon, but in the depths of his eyes and in the bottom of his heart, there was still a trace of emptiness.

Jian Wushuang should really be glad that he was able to go to Xuanfeng Pavilion to hone his state of mind to the first level before.

It is precisely because he has reached the first level, with a clear mind and a straight view of his heart, that he can barely maintain this trace of emptiness.

Otherwise, he is completely obsessed.

"It seems that the last trace of his mind has been kept!" the Yuan Hall Lord sighed lightly.

"Even so, the situation is still not optimistic, who knows what he is going through now, and how long can he stabilize this last trace of mind?" Lei Chao said in a deep voice.

"That's true, but it's better than going straight to the heart, now that the last trace of mind has been stabilized, there is still room for struggle, and then, it depends on how strong the little guy's resilience is. The Yuan Hall Lord said.

Toughness!

That's right, what Jian Wushuang needs now is toughness.

He steadied the last shred of his mind, as long as he kept steady until he removed the illusion and fully recognized himself, he would be able to survive this catastrophe.

But this process, every breath is a torment of life and death for Jian Wushuang, but it will not take him a short time to completely remove the illusion and realize that he is not short.

Naturally, his resilience is particularly important.

Under the clouds, Jian Wushuang's whole person still looked like a mad demon, but the roar in his mouth had gradually calmed down.

In his sea of consciousness, his consciousness fell into unprecedented chaos, countless illusory memories, overlapping with his own memories, extremely mixed, so that Jian Wushuang couldn't tell who he was at first, but the last trace of mind he held on to made him gradually understand his identity.

"I'm a disciple of the Star Palace!"

"I'm a husband who is as cold as frost!"

"I'm Xuanyi's personal disciple!"

"I'm from the Qinghuo Realm, the Sword Marquis Mansion of the Nanyang Continent!"

"My name is Jian Wushuang!"

A terrible roar echoed in Jian Wushuang's body, and in his consciousness that had fallen into chaos, his own consciousness gradually took over, and immediately after, he began to remove those illusory consciousnesses step by step with great difficulty.

In this process, every step is endlessly dangerous.

The slightest carelessness will completely collapse his mind that he has managed to hold.

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