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After going through all kinds of situations and seeing the vicissitudes of the world, the reincarnation of one life after another is nothing more than that.

In the first reincarnation, Zhang Xiaohao incarnated as Qin Tian, one was just born, he was wiped out by the enemy, and finally escaped under the desperate protection of his mother.

The second reincarnation, Zhang Xiaohao incarnated as a scholar, was entering Beijing to catch the exam, fell off the cliff halfway, was rescued by a fairy, and then the two got along day and night, had feelings, and succeeded in the day of the fairy, and then the Jade Emperor of the sky knew, sent an army to the lower realm to catch Zhang Xiaohao and the fairy, Zhang Xiaohao took the fairy, began to flee the career, after ten years, under countless opportunities, Zhang Xiaohao successfully rose, with the supreme martial posture, with the fairy to break through the nine days, to subdue them all, and then escape the world.

In the third reincarnation, Zhang Xiaohao incarnated as a monk, whose name was Fahai, and this time he struck two snakes.

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Countless reincarnations, fleeting in the blink of an eye.

When the divine thoughts returned to the original body again, all kinds of memories of the past life appeared in the depths of the heart.

Brush!

Zhang Xiaohao opened his eyes that had been closed.

"It's not a loss, it's one of the three supreme laws that are the most rebellious in the True Immortal Realm, it's really mysterious enough! Come out for me now!!" Zhang Xiaohao roared.

The hands were sealed, and one by one the laws were decided, and they continued to fall down from their hands.

At the same time, after countless lifetimes of reincarnation, all the enlightenment burst out from his mind, leaving a white seed of reincarnation in Zhang Xiaohao's mind.

As soon as the reincarnation seed appeared, the time seed, the space seed, and the three ** seeds quickly fused together, from the original size of a grain of rice to the current size of a soybean, and the power of the terrifying law burst out from the mind.

Although he has not yet condensed the Silk of Law, he has taken a big step forward in the talent of Law, and it is not far from condensing the Silk of Law.

When the three law seeds were completely fused, all the law fluctuations, like snakes swallowing whales, all entered Zhang Xiaohao's body, and disappeared in a few flashes, as if they had never appeared.

"Whew! I have finally succeeded in comprehending the law of reincarnation. Zhang Xiaohao let out a long breath of turbid air and said.

Thinking about the reincarnation of the last life, if it weren't for the critical moment, the two true scriptures of Shennong Reincarnation Sutra and the Sanqing Sutra were running at the same time, pulling him back from that strange state of reincarnation, I am afraid that he would still be going through reincarnation at this time, until he completely lost his mind.

After countless times of reincarnation perception, it can be said that Zhang Xiaohao's mind is now more determined, at least a hundred times stronger than before, in addition to the talent of comprehending the law of reincarnation, this is the biggest receipt.

Standing up from the ground, Zhang Xiaohao shook his body, and there was a thunderclap sound in his body, like fried beans.

"Did you break through like this? This is an unexpected joy!" Zhang Xiaohao nodded with satisfaction.

Sou!

At that moment, his body shook, and he rushed out of the cave like lightning, and when he reappeared, he was already outside the cave.

Seeing that Zamuzhen was still in the Dao Dan, Zhang Xiaohao did not disturb him, turned around and walked out of the cave, sat on the boulder outside, and with a wave of one hand, a large number of masks appeared on the ground.

Among these masks, the most conspicuous ones are the masks of Erlang God, Tai Bai Xing, and the Dragon Descending Venerable, in addition to these three masks, the other hundreds of masks are either the mask of the god general, or the mask of the imp, or the mask of the ordinary bald donkey.

Zhang Xiaohao grabbed it with one hand, took the mask of Erlang God, and played with it for a while, and then brought it to his face.

Like the imp mask, the mask of Erlang God appeared in the heavenly space as soon as it was put on his face.

Zhang Xiaohao's heart moved, and he was about to turn on the stealth, but he didn't expect the stealth button to be open all the time, which made Zhang Xiaohao breathe a sigh of relief.

Open the message panel, on the message board, there are traces of Erlang God and others everywhere, alive to see people, dead to see corpses, in addition to these, there are some other news, such as Heavenly Court's base in a certain place was destroyed by countless strong people, and for example, Heavenly Court's Heavenly Emperor was chased by thousands of races in the major forces and spirit worlds, and was fleeing quickly like a dog.

After looking at it for a while, Zhang Xiaohao got the news he wanted, so he took off the mask of Erlang God, and with a wave of one hand, he put all the masks in front of him into the Shennong ring.

According to the news in the Heavenly Court, the East Pole Phoenix Clan is also very uncomfortable at this time, and the major races and major forces have not yet launched an attack on them, but they have condensed into momentum in secret, and the battle is estimated to be between the past two hundred years. Zhang Xiaohao thought to himself.

Shaking his head, these things have nothing to do with him, the top priority is to get out from here, and then have a good experience in the ancient battlefield, and strive to break through to the realm of gods when he gets out of the ancient battlefield.

Otherwise, with his own strong accumulation, once he is out of the ancient battlefield, if he wants to break through to the realm of transforming gods, the resources consumed are probably not enough for a super clan, right?

Shaking his head, Zhang Xiaohao didn't think about these things at the moment, took out a plate of peanuts and a bottle of 82-year-old Lafite red wine, and ate it immediately.

While eating and drinking, leaning against the mountain wall and looking at the sky.

Time passed, and before I knew it, three months had passed in a blink of an eye.

"The silk of the law of space, give me a condensation !!" Suddenly, a domineering low roar came from inside the cave.

Immediately followed by a huge wave of spatial law fluctuations, it diffused from the cave, and a thick white mist enveloped the entire valley, and the next moment, all the white dense fog poured back into his body like a snake swallowing a whale.

"Hahaha! I, Zamuzhen, am really a genius, and I actually let me condense a trace of the law of space in the middle stage of refining the void, if this is spread, I am afraid that those true immortals in the True Immortal Realm will come to fight with me with red eyes!"

Sou!

Zhang Xiaohao's figure flashed and appeared directly beside Zamujin.

"It's very arrogant! We don't use cultivation, we use the talent of law to make moves. Zhang Xiaohao ordered.

After speaking, without waiting for Zamuzhen to react, he snorted coldly: "Look at the move!"

With a flick of his right fist, with a huge force, he slammed into Zamujin's head.

"My lord, your subordinates have now condensed a trace of spatial laws, and you are not your subordinates' opponents at all!" Zamujin said proudly.

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