"What about life, what about death, come from chaos, go back to chaos, a lotus ...... in the eternal sky"

The ethereal voice came from nowhere, and where it went, without a trace of attachment, without a drop of emotion, the clouds were light and the wind was light. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

At this moment, heaven and earth seemed to return to chaos, annihilating all traces.

Swish!

As if awakened by this ethereal sound, Xiao Yang's eyelids twitched slightly, and then he woke up slowly, and when he opened his eyes, his eyes were full of confusion.

And I don't know why, he has a terrible headache, and it seems that countless steel needles have been pierced in his head, constantly stabbing indiscriminately.

He groaned in pain, stretched out his hand and rubbed his head, after a long time, he felt better, raised his eyes to look at the scene in all directions, but the more he looked, the more he felt that something was wrong, the whole person involuntarily stood up, looking at the dazzling scene around him, his eyes seemed even more confused.

Xiao Yang, if he remembers correctly, he obviously lives in a hotel, and it is impossible for him to come out to hang out at night, how could he suddenly appear here?

What's going on here? It's a real hit! Xiao Yang's body almost went limp, closed his eyes, and quietly recalled what happened last night.

"Are you dreaming?"

When he opened his eyes again, the scene around him was still the same, chaotic and surging with fairy light, and the scene overflowing with fairy light was too dazzling to make him feel very unreal, but it seemed that only this explanation could suppress the surprise in his heart. But this... How does it feel so real!

As far as the eye can see, the fairy light is brilliant, all kinds of gods and immortals rise together, intertwined with each other, and in the void, all kinds of ancient legends in the visions appear, there are Pangu open the sky, Kuafu day by day, Jingwei reclamation, Nuwa mends the sky, Kunpeng swaying...... All kinds of visions are intertwined, as if interpreting the scene of chaos being born and all spirits reproducing.

The Void Dao is wisps of silk, a thread, like a fairy silkworm spinning silk, constantly deriving, turning into a white 'cocoon' around Xiao Yang's body, making his whole person contain an indescribable fairy rhyme, ethereal and close to the immortal, as if out of the mortal world, not belonging to the world.

Xiao Yang could feel that this body was full of powerful power, so strong that he couldn't help but explode, and there was a strong breath of life circling around his body, constantly pouring into his body, improving every inch of his body, and there was a feeling of crispness and numbness.

Rumble!

Xiao Yang's eyes widened, the whole person suddenly shook, his body staggered, and he almost fell, just at that moment, he felt that the whole person almost collapsed, almost being torn apart by an inexplicable force, and it was ruthlessly... Break it with a knife.

With this change, a vast river of memories poured into Xiao Yang's mind, huge and boundless, and I don't know how many times more than ordinary people's memories, almost shattered his soul.

If Xiao Yang's memory is compared to Dongting Lake, then the huge memory he has just accepted is definitely countless times more vast and boundless than the four oceans combined.

Anyway, Xiao Yang at this moment has fallen into a state of stupor, or he is concentrating on reading this memory.

After a long time, Xiao Yang's eyes blinked, and he shook his head a little weakly, trying to sober himself up.

"Wan Qing? A lotus in the chaotic blue sky? Burial Emperor Star? Deserted Tower? Open up a fairyland? Xiao Yang extracted several points from this huge stream of information.

"It's not going to be... Cover the sky, right? So awesome, huh? Xiao Yang guessed with some uncertainty, but soon he got the answer from the vast and boundless information network.

Xiao Yang's breathing became more and more rapid, and his heart fluctuated, and it was difficult to calm down.

"Ahem... This is... Ahem... What's the fuss? Xiao Yang was so excited that he couldn't help coughing violently, as if he was about to cough out his heart, like an old man in his last years.

Slightly stunned, Xiao Yang didn't dare to read any further, and stretched out his hand to take a look, my obedient ......

His fingers were slender and slender, but they were full of wrinkles, and his arms were the same, and he looked up and down, and he estimated that he must be fifty or sixty years old, and in the 21st century, the loess would be around his neck, and he might burp one day.

Not only did he find it difficult to accept his current image, but he also had a terrifying feeling from the bottom of his heart, because he clearly felt that he was not in a dream, this was... Reality.

Reality!

Xiao Yang took a deep breath, let go of distracting thoughts, forced himself to calm down, and continued to extract useful information from this long memory, no matter what, he must first understand his own situation, right?

But in fact, the boat of reality will always sail in an unexpected direction, not to mention joy or sorrow, in short, it will catch you off guard, Xiao Yang is like this at this moment.

Of course, he couldn't understand all of such a vast memory, but just a little bit was enough for him to be excited.

The word 'crossing' suddenly appeared naked in his mind, and all the information was temporarily blank, leaving only these two words, this is not a dream, but an accidental crossing, and he... Xiao Yang is the protagonist of this time-traveling drama!

Of course he has read it, and he is very familiar with it, he has read it many times, it is a classic novel in his heart, he has naturally fantasized about such a thing, substitute for it, and push the world, but that is just fantasy fantasy, I believe that the majority of book friends have had such an experience.

But is it possible to let him cross now for this reason? And directly crossed into a generation of demon emperors, this class is too high, and it is directly invincible.

Xiao Yang couldn't figure out the reason, and came back to his senses again.

In his mind, pictures appeared, pieced together, slowly moving west like flowing water.

A lotus in the eternal blue sky, born from chaos, rose in the post-desolate era, dressed in green clothes, accompanied by chaos, becoming the only one between heaven and earth.

Qingdi, he is a sign of the times, in this suppressed post-deserted era for people to open a door, from weak to brilliant, and then fell into a long lonely years, tens of thousands of years, he opened up the immortal realm, wanted to live an alternative life, and buried the Yuan Shen in the barren tower.

Now, the fire of the primordial gods has suddenly stopped, and the magnificent Qingdi has dispersed from the world!

Xiao Yang guessed that maybe this was just Emperor Qing breaking through, and maybe there would be a recovery day in the future, after all, his longevity had not been exhausted.

And the Qing Emperor in the original book did not end like this, a generation of supreme demon emperors, and finally fought on the immortal road, not knowing life and death, only a little Qinglian fragment remained!

It's just that now all this is no longer important, the fire of the Qing Emperor's primordial spirit was extinguished, Xiao Yang stepped in sideways, and a dove occupied the magpie's nest, which was considered to have completely cut off the recovery opportunity of the Supreme Demon Emperor, and this body became dominated by him, and he couldn't help but cry out guilt in his heart.

He looked strange and didn't know if it was a blessing or a curse?

"How so? Who did the hands and feet? Is this still the same world? Xiao Yang had a lot of questions in his head, and he kept asking himself questions to seek answers.

He, Xiao Yang, is just an ordinary post-90s generation, rising at the end of the ordinary, although he has made some achievements after a few years of hard work after graduation, but he is not the kind of big man who is well-known to the world and responds to every call!

is far from being as powerful as the protagonist, he drove a Mercedes-Benz in three years, and he is still only a domestic car, in a tepid state.

He couldn't figure out which god did it? But he remembered that he didn't offend any great gods!

When he grew so big, he had at most two fights, scolded people a few times, and he didn't do any good things to save lives and sacrifice himself for others! It's not a big good or a big evil, just an ordinary young man.

Why?

No one answered, leaving a sigh in vain!

......

"Ahem... Qingdi, I... Wouldn't you be invincible... Ahem..."Xiao Yang coughed strongly and couldn't help but be excited.

O protagonist, what a brilliant aura this is, just like that on his head.

Thinking of this, Xiao Yang couldn't help but want to try the power in his body, there was no secret technique, no monstrous Dafa, simple and simple, he clenched his fist with his right hand and blasted straight forward.

Rumble!

The emperor was pervasive, and the extreme aura gushed out, just one of them, and the void in front of him was in tatters, and one black hole after another appeared, as if it was connected to the galaxy, and the cosmic wind was blowing.

There are no plants in the world here, and there are no living beings, but this world where the fairy light flows is like a thunderstorm roaring from the sky, endlessly, shaking Xiao Yang's soul is trembling, it is too powerful!

This is the power of the Blue Emperor, just a casual blow from the body, which caused such a terrifying scene.

"Poof"

He just temporarily occupied the body of the Qingdi, because the fire of the Qingdi Yuanshen was extinguished, and the consciousness had dispersed before he occupied the dominance, not that he and the Qingdi were completely integrated, and at this moment he was under this strong coercion, even if the body of the Qingdi was wrapped around him, he was almost destroyed, and the light of the Yuanshen dimmed a lot and became languishing.

"So I'm still me, ahem... But what do I do now? Xiao Yang asked himself, according to the memory of Emperor Qing, he did not disappear because of Shouyuan, but there was something wrong with his enlightenment, maybe he was on the wrong path!

The immortal road is difficult to tread, how many people have been stumped in ancient and modern times?

Knowing his situation, Xiao Yang did not have the joy and sorrow he imagined, and the real question in front of him now was, what should he do?

The road ahead is long and full of unknown confusion.

"What's wrong?"

Just as Xiao Yang was pondering, a magnificent sound came from the sky, which woke him up, and he felt that the world was obviously trembling, as if there had been an earthquake, and there was a 'boom' heavenly sound.

Xiao Yang was stunned for a moment, but soon he reacted, according to the memory of the Qing Emperor, this should be the Deserted Tower.

I haven't seen immortals in this era, the fairy road appears frequently, but I have seen who really entered, but even so, it still can't stop the exploration of generations of heroes, every road to become an immortal will be walked out of the dazzling, but when it goes to the extreme, it makes people desperate, Tianzun resents, the ancient emperor is dim, the emperor sighs, and the emperor can only regret in vain.

Deserted Tower, this is a real immortal weapon, legend has it that it was suppressed by the Green Emperor and became his palm soldier, in fact, this is not the case, the relationship between the Wild Tower and the Green Emperor is more like a collaborator, a partner, and they evolve together towards the ideal fairy world.

It's all for the sake of immortality!

Originally, the gods contained in the barren tower had been in a deep sleep, and at this moment they were awakened by Xiao Yang's movement, and they thought that the demon emperor had an accident, but now it seemed to be fine, and they were a little puzzled, so they asked out loud.

"Ahem... It's okay, I just feel something. Xiao Yang found that he was already addicted to coughing, and he would not stop without coughing up two sentences per sentence.