ps. Today will be the finale, thank you to all the friends who like miners, and the old customers will bow three times in unison!

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Maybe a year, maybe ten years.

Until one day, Yang Ling felt that the whole world was suddenly quiet, and then the chaotic purple gold bell above his head was magnificent, and the bell spewed out dense runes like a tide, rolling all the cyan flesh and white light into the bell, and countless saints also emerged from the surface of the bell, standing or sitting around Yang Ling, reciting scriptures, and suddenly sounded all over the sky like the sound of the Great Dao Tianyin.

"Everything that looks like is a vain ......"

"Everything is a dream......

"There is no self, no one, no beings ......"

"I am me, I am not me, I am not me, why am I ......"

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Yang Ling stared up at the Chaos Purple Golden Bell blankly, his eyes flickering but his face was confused.

Where the hell am I?

Who the hell am I?

Why do I exist?

What am I looking for?

The thunderous scriptures fell like a torrential rain in his sea of gods, turning into a rolling torrent and converging into rivers, lakes and seas above the dojo.

The phantom of the golden compass behind Yang Ling's head rotated wildly, and the green tree behind him also appeared and swayed wildly.

Yang Ling felt that his divine soul was dissipating, and his consciousness began to turn into stars, in the endless darkness, he stepped on the void as if walking in endless loneliness, and finally he saw a door, an extremely ancient stone door, standing in the endless eternal desolation.

The heavy stone door was ajar, leaving only a narrow gap.

Yang Ling's face was even more confused, he always felt that he had seen this door somewhere, but he couldn't remember it, because his consciousness had been scattered between the entire void and dark world.

He walked to the stone door, hesitated for a long time, then reached out and pressed it against the stone door, and then pushed it away.

"Boom~" A dazzling white light came to his face, like a person who had been in the dark for too long suddenly pushed the door and saw the strong sunlight, and couldn't help but quickly close his eyes, and after he felt that the remaining white light in his eyes had disappeared, he found himself standing outside a small cabin that looked quite familiar.

A green lake, an island, a small wooden house, a small green tree, a woman with an elegant temperament and unparalleled face pushed the door out of the room, wearing a moon crown, long purple hair, bright eyes and bright teeth, skin like snow, and a light blue floor-length skirt made her look like a thousand graceful styles.

"You're here!" the woman greeted her.

"Chuxin, what kind of place is this, why are you here?" Yang Ling was surprised, and in a trance, he suddenly remembered this woman's name, and it seemed that he had a feeling of blood connection with him.

"This is the deepest part of your memory, and it is also a time memory that you sealed back then, you can come here, it means that you have found the door of fate, and then you only need to activate the golden compass with the silver moon, and we can completely reverse our fate!" the woman stroked Yang Ling's cheek and said softly.

"Where's Silvermoon?"

"Silver Moon is where you lived, in the world where the nine stars coincide, in the eyes of your daughter......"

Ling Chuxin's voice seemed to be getting farther and farther away, and the entire picture in front of Yang Ling began to slowly dissipate into white light, and Yang Ling was also in a trance for a moment, as if endless years passed through his body, and endless memories poured into his mind like a flood, and a memory that had gone through tens of billions of years of reincarnation made him instantly lose his mind and be sluggish.

Ten lifetimes of reincarnation, ten lifetimes of cause and effect.

The fate of the tenth life struggled, so that he met several women who made him unforgettable.

It turned out that his sense of déjà vu was not mistaken, Han Xue, Sun Xiaojing, Xue Yuqin, and Xue Yurong all appeared by his side in a certain reincarnation, and they stayed with each other for a long time.

Although this primordial god of his has already been cut off by him, all cause and effect.

All the people who have a relationship with him have nothing to do with the rupture of cause and effect.

He couldn't remember his parents, his wife, his children, his brothers and sisters, all the memories about the earth, the spirit world, and the miners, all of which were instantly restored.

In the void in front of him, there were eight collapsed and shattered guardian palaces, not only the main hall had collapsed, but the huge statues had all collapsed.

The cyan giant beast had been completely devoured by the Chaos Purple Gold Bell, and at this time, it was like a brilliant bell hanging in his divine sea, and the consciousness of the Infinite Saint Venerable was completely annihilated.

Oda Yukiko, Ding Cong, Dou Yuntao, Gao Wenfeng, Chu Yuan, Yu Qiang, Yun Hailong, and Yan Ruyu all sat in their respective dojos and meditated, and everyone's breath was extremely weak.

In this battle that Yang Ling didn't know how long it lasted, the eight guardians who were responsible for suppressing the Chaos Behemoth also suffered heavy losses, but fortunately, thanks to the protection of the power of order of the Linglong Holy Monarch and the protection of the Creation Saint Venerable's amulet, he finally withstood the riot of the Chaos Behemoth, and also withstood the actions of the Infinite Saint Venerable trying to pull the Chaos Behemoth out of the Divine Sea.

In the final analysis, the Infinite Saint Venerable originally refined the primordial god into a nether god statue in the Nine Nether Springs, and used another method to create the power of creation, so that the primordial god could no longer carry consciousness like an ordinary primordial god, resulting in the consciousness being unable to reside in the primordial god and detach from the body, which became a dead hole for him.

If the body of an ordinary monk is seriously damaged, he can also leave the Yuan Shen and the war spirit, and then recondense the body through other methods, just like the sloppy old man and a group of miners in the Dao realm, and even the war spirit stored in the spear and the war spirit stored in the statue by the Yuan Shen, as long as the Yuan Shen is not dead, the consciousness and memory carried will exist.

Coupled with the fact that the Creation Saint Venerable had sealed his body for hundreds of millions of years, and had used countless saints in the entire eight worlds to continuously extract and consume his energy, this allowed Yang Ling to finally succeed in killing the Chaos Behemoth and completely annihilating the consciousness of the Infinite Saint Venerable.

This is not only a contest of strength, but also a contest of wisdom, and at the same time a contest of time.

Yang Ling's eyebrows opened his innocent eyes, a rippling water curtain dispersed, and he instantly saw the scene outside the Wuji Saint Venerable, so the compass behind his head appeared and turned, and Ding Cong and Oda Yukiko and others were included in the compass space, and then collapsed in one step.

The battle in the Sealed Lands is not over yet.

And the fighting was unusually fierce.

The body of a huge Vermilion Bird was in the void, and its body was slowly collapsing, releasing a brilliant glow.

The Vermilion Bird Saint Monarch fell unconscious on the Bagua Array.

A woman in a long cyan dress was fighting with Longxi Shengjun.

The Creation Saint Venerable sat on the edge of the Eight Extremes Array, blood stained a radius of hundreds of meters, streams of glow continued to erupt from the wounds on his body, and the bronze gate behind him had collapsed to only a phantom, and it was still dissolving, and the power of the collapsing order turned into pieces of endless worlds piled together in the void, looking extremely weird.