One after another, the reincarnators died inexplicably and tragically in the reincarnation space, and some of them had just teleported back, and they instantly turned into a pile of meat paste in front of the public. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Some die in the reincarnation space, in the personal space, and they are unknown until they die!

What worries Sarufar is not only the accident itself, but also the attitude of the master towards this matter!

It even chose to ignore it, without any explanation or response to the doubts of many reincarnations!

That cold "lack of authority", how lofty it sounded at the beginning, now it feels so hateful and so pale.

Death, it's really nothing, reincarnators die in the mission world, that's normal, kill people all day long, they have to be killed eventually, almost all reincarnators die in the mission world.

But dying in the reincarnation space is too abnormal.

In addition to being wiped out by the master for violating the rules of reincarnation, I haven't heard of any reincarnation person who died in the reincarnation space before.

As for those reincarnators who were teleported back and turned into minced meat, they had already died before, which is even more impossible!

It's not just because everyone saw with their own eyes that those reincarnators were alive and turned into minced meat. And because of the master, he never does that kind of meaningless thing. The corpse is just a corpse, the corpse is not a reincarnation, and it will not enjoy all the benefits of the reincarnation!

Also, what about those whose names suddenly disappeared from the team list because their personal space was deleted, indirectly confirming that they were dead?

Could it be that they were all wiped out because they violated the rules of reincarnation?

No way!

Sarufar clenched his fists, and he had to do everything in his power to keep himself from trembling.

Death is not terrible, it can even be regarded as an honor, a new life.

The terrible thing is that the death is not clear, and the death is inexplicable.

At one time, Sarufar thought that if he became a reincarnated being, he would surely embark on a glorious path. He may not make it to the end, and is likely to fall on the way forward, like most reincarnations. Or perhaps, like some legends, you can be lucky enough to enter the upper space and see more and more beautiful scenery. In short, to become a reincarnation, his life must be vigorous, vigorous, and vigorous! And this is God's greatest gift to him.

Not to mention that he has already died once, even if he has not died, he is not resurrected by the Lord. After becoming a reincarnation, he will definitely worship the Lord devoutly, worship the supreme god of this multiverse, and give himself such an opportunity to create a legend.

However, at this point he was shaken, at least he no longer thought that the Lord was omnipotent, supreme!

Is it really omnipotent?

In the multiverse, on top of the more ethereal notion of the void, it really has no enemies?

Are they, the reincarnators, really the lucky ones?

Sarufar, I don't know, he doesn't have an answer, because he doesn't dare to think about it at all.

In the hearts of ordinary people, God is omnipotent, a carrier of faith.

In the heart of the reincarnator, the master is also omnipotent, and he is also the object of faith.

At this time, in the hearts of many reincarnators, their beliefs suddenly collapsed, so that every inch was in chaos, and it was not just Sarufar!

After some things happened, there was a lot of turmoil in the reincarnation space immediately.

Sarufar is just a microcosm of it.

In the upper space, "Management Affairs Office", Fang Qi yawned lazily.

With a new face, listening to the fierce quarrels between the "authorities" of the other reincarnation spaces, Fang Qi suddenly thought, it seems that he has been using the identity for the longest time!

This kind of length, of course, is only relative to the frequency of his previous identity changes.

In fact, the mortality rate of reincarnators in the upper space is not high, at least not as exaggerated as the lower space, and they will be wiped out at every turn. And Fang Qi, because of a certain sense of urgency, always had to "die" again and again, and then change the vest and start over.

This time, he was mixed into the high-level of the reincarnation, and Fang Qicai suspended the rhythm of taking off his vest. It's not that he's greedy for power, it's just that this identity is too easy to use, and he can access more secrets. Moreover, the so-called "authority" in the reincarnation space, the number is really not much, each of the weakest can be comparable to Yasheng, this only refers to strength, if you count the convenience brought by identity, the resource power that can be mobilized, it is even more incredible, and when you die idle, it can be called earth-shattering, and it will be investigated by other "authority".

The authority is the boast of these people, in fact, except for the master, no one can affect the operation of the reincarnation order, and they are just powerful and older servants.

I only sigh that the master is too great, so even if he is just an old qualified servant, he is very good, just like a divine servant in the eyes of mortals.

But in this way, if there is no suitable opportunity, it is indeed not easy for Fang Qi to get out.

If you go to death casually, not only will you not achieve the effect of "cutting off cause and effect", but it will be easy for people to see through it.

Listening to the bearded man sitting across the round table roaring there, threatening to do his best to investigate the many anomalous deaths that had occurred in the reincarnation space recently, Fang Qi touched his chin with some stubble, frowning slightly.

Why did this beard grow back again?

In the fairy tale world, the story plane of Snow White, Lin Hao looked at the group of low-level reincarnators who were chased by the black knight lightly.

Ignorance is sin, or to put it mildly.

The world of reincarnation, battlefields everywhere, the master is not a nanny, how can it be possible for the reincarnator to go to a real fairy tale, drink tea and chat with the legendary princess and prince, roll the sheets, and only envy the mandarin ducks and not the immortals?

A group of reincarnators who are almost naked newcomers also want to change the plot against the sky?

Of course, that's not impossible, but it requires more proud capital!

Is there a powerful power that is already outstanding?

No?!

Is there any supernatural wisdom that makes people stunned and unconscious?

Nor ??!

You don't have to do anything, pies fall from the sky, and the goddess rolls over and kneels and licks, is there any invincible luck?

Still not!!

No, no, nothing, just one dick and two eggs, when it is really a dead egg, what can you do to go against the sky?

Lin Hao sat down out of thin air, like an invisible chair under his buttocks.

He picked up the teacup that had been conjured out of nowhere, took a sip of Xianqiong coffee, which was invisible to the mortal eye, and admired the death he loved to see at his feet.

He is a strong man in the upper reincarnation world, although he does not have the strength to break the shackles of space, and he is not free, but in the tasks that need to be performed, he is often the one who carries the tripod, and he can easily fight with Boos, of course, there are no troubles of low-level reincarnation.

This time, because a more powerful "manager" sent him to keep an eye on this group of "prophesied" lambs, he was able to come over and drive as a high-level reincarnation.

He can actually strike at any time, because he has a chicken feather order arrow. But why did he make a move? Isn't it also pleasing to watch others die?

Of course, if these reincarnators don't die a natural death, then he maybe...

"Huh?"

Lin Hao leaned forward suddenly, as if he had seen something funny, and the expression on his face changed from a faint comfort to a playful taste that seemed to be smiling rather than laughing.

Under the blue sky, the white clouds obscured the sunlight and the meaningful smile of the mysterious man in the sky.

Jiang Kun took his teammates to run to the mound, only hoping that his parents would give birth to two more legs for him.

He looked back at the black knight who was getting closer and closer with a large cloud of dust, and his face couldn't help but show a trace of despair, and then he glared fiercely at the handsome young man at the end of the crane in the line.

It's this bastard, who claims to have an IQ of one hundred and eighteen, but does something that even the mentally handicapped can't do!

He dared to seduce Snow White, and even tried to rape her when he was alone. After the attempted rape, he spit out the queen's plan to persecute Snow White in advance, trying to regain the princess's favor.

Not to mention how low the IQ of this teenager is, the EQ must be outrageous!

Who is this way of flirting with girls? I really think I am the protagonist of the novel!

This is not the time to settle accounts, Jiang Kun can only express his anger with his eyes, and he can't even scold, for fear of being discouraged.

He turned around and continued to run with his head covered, but he didn't see that the young man who had been hanging at the back of the line, the panicked look on his face suddenly disappeared, and he looked at the backs of Jiang Kun and the others, and changed to another calm look.

Shout!

A sword light flashed, and Jiang Kun, who was running at the front, only felt a sharp pain in his neck, and then his heart was cold, and he immediately lost consciousness.

Fluttering, several corpses fell, and a blood-stained sword light lingered in a circle, returning to the young man's side.

The boy stood still, not looking at the corpses of his teammates.

He looked back at the Black Knight Legion, which was less than a hundred feet away from him, and sneered.

Just a firefly, dare to compete with Haoyue?!

This change was sudden, as if an ant suddenly took off its disguise and became a Tyrannosaurus rex.

But the flying sword with faint blood did not stop the black knights from charging.

The arrow is on the bow, it has to be sent, the knight charges, and there is always no advance or retreat until personal force transcends the boundaries of the mortal body of the flesh.

Moreover, these powerful puppet warriors did not have much sense of autonomy in the first place.

Kill, kill, kill, this is their fate, this is the source of their strength.

"A fairy tale world can also have such an exaggerated super energy system. ”

"Fortunately, I'm not the original scrappy. ”

The young man thought, and drew the sword, which can be regarded as a good magic weapon in the cultivation realm, and immediately rose against the sky and began to harvest life!

The sword light is vertical and horizontal, the sword qi sweeps ten miles, what a terrifying knight, full of fear aura, and the physical defense is comparable to steel, it is also split into two sections, and it is crushed!

The boy looked at his results, and his heart was filled with a strange sense of satisfaction!

This is the power of the monk, it is the path he has chosen, and it is absolutely right!