Chapter 365: Alive

Zhang Jiao's Yuqing body exploded in the underground cave, turning into flying ash and being absorbed by the magic circle on the four walls of the cave, and at the same time, a mysterious force in the underworld affected the laws of the world.

Following a trace of causal association, it was traced to the main hall of the Nanyang Holy Light Church, extending to the body of Zhang Jiao Taiqing who knelt under the holy icon.

But it was stopped by the 'holy sanctuary' that Moses had cast.

The energy collided instantly, and after an invisible battle, the power of the magic circle was victorious, the magic was destroyed, and the implicated holy elephant quietly collapsed into a pile of rubble.

But because the Father is a truly powerful deity, his strength is comparable to that of a great power, and the main hall of his church has the attributes of a sanctuary.

When the parish priest who presided over the church performed a divine spell to hook up with Zhang Jiao, Zhang Jiao was naturally protected by the laws of the sanctuary.

And the forces of the two laws collide with each other, and one side will also have a canceling effect after winning.

Therefore, after the Taiqing body with round eyes and blood and tears was hit by the power of the magic circle, although the spirit flesh was severely injured at the same time, most of the flesh, skin, and bones suddenly dried up as if they were hollowed out, but they did not die.

Instead, he fell straight to the ground, unconscious.

When a person encounters calamity, he can only receive heavenly help if he tries his best to help himself.

His ability to survive seems to have originated from an extreme coincidence, but in fact, it was the help of luck obtained through the best efforts to plan and fight.

I don't know how long it took, Zhang Jiao slowly woke up from his fainting.

In a drowsy state, I only felt as if my body was no longer my own, and I couldn't even turn my head, and even my vision was pitch black.

"It's going to run out of oil, I can't die, I can't die, I still have revenge to avenge, and I have to become a myth and a might!" slowly realizing how bad the situation was, he desperately wanted to cry out for help, but he couldn't even make the slightest 'uh, uh' sound in his throat.

Such a desperate situation seems to be the only way to save itself.

Zhang Jiao looked at the fantasy realm with his heart's eyes, and was pleasantly surprised to find that the fantasy realm had completed its evolution and returned to normal.

"It's saved. He thought of it in ecstasy, and he didn't care about exposing the top secret, so his mind turned directly and entered the fantasy realm of Huaguo Mountain.

The monkeys were lured to feed fairy fruit and honey to nourish the body, and finally relieved [tomato fo] to breathe a sigh of relief.

After his life was out of danger, he began to carefully sense the changes in the fantasy realm, and was surprised to find that the incarnation he left in the fantasy realm had all disappeared, but the fantasy species in the relics of the gods were still manifested in the fantasy realm even with the world-honored Rulai.

This is like a computer that needs to be an external hard drive to execute the program.

But now that the program "Fantasy Seed" has been directly installed in the "Fantasyland" computer, the medium of "Avatar" is no longer needed.

Not only that, but today's fantasy realm, whether it is Huaguo Mountain, Lingshan, Tiangong, or Yin Cao Difu, Dongsheng Shenzhou, Xihe Niuzhou, and the vast sea area, all have a certain relationship and become one.

The world of gods and spirits, including Heavenly Court and Spirit Mountain, the human world where monsters and humans coexist, and the underworld where the undead exist, have been separated, and reincarnation has been established.

And those fantasy species, as the protagonists in the fantasy realm, although they are only NPCs without souls and can only execute programs automatically, rely on descending to earth, reincarnating, teaching human beings Wen Taowu strategy or Warcraft to become monsters, guiding the construction of various orders.

It can be said that the rudiments of a real world system have emerged, and although it is far more coarse than the real world, it is also completely self-consistent.

But this can't make Zhang Jiao, who has just experienced a major emotional trauma and almost died, and is full of negative emotions when he sees everything for a while, "What about the evolution of the world system, 8.5 million points of wish power per day, which is less than 1 times more than the average number of wish power points I used to harvest every day."

But now, because of the relationship between qi and rhyme, the output quality of Huaguo Mountain has deteriorated in an all-round way, and in the case that I have been reduced to poor B, the progress of my own cultivation will definitely be delayed very much in the future.

If it weren't for the fact that the entire Huaguo Mountain had been successfully greened, the willingness to harvest would have increased several times, and it would have been a loss.

There are also more non-ape monsters in Dongsheng Shenzhou and Xihe Niuzhou, all of which are brainless idiots, and they are simply decorations before they become essences, and they can't even provide a little willpower.

The combined population of these two places is close to 180 million, and harvesting 400,000 points a day is already the limit.

The souls of the dead also go to hell to participate in reincarnation, and only believers who have been enlightened by Buddhas and Bodhisattvas can enter the spiritual mountain.

In the real world, the name 'Zhang Jiao' has become a forgotten stinky shit, which is equivalent to cutting off the source of the spirit's life.

Hey, no, in addition to 'Zhang Jiao', I also have Zhang Lingjiao, a character who has been cultivating Nanyang for a long time.

This character has only disappeared for a day, and it was still plotted by the old witch, no one knows, how could it be left behind all at once.

By the way, how did the monkey spirit in Huaguo Mountain suddenly become so many and so big.

The population of Dongsheng Shenzhou and Xihe Niu Prefecture is also, even if there is the guidance of these NPCs, it is impossible to adapt to the life of the fantasy realm at once, and establish civilization.

And the number is not right, at least 1 and a half of the 200 million living people who did not survive the adaptation period of the world transformation at the beginning, how can it suddenly recover to 180 million!"

When he sensed the changes in the fantasy realm with all his might, he didn't feel it, but now that he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his head, and he gave birth to a bold guess, "Could it be that during the evolution of the fantasy realm, time is not in the same orbit as the real world."

In reality, 10 days is equal to 10 years here.

Now that the evolution is over, will some of this property still be retained?

I can't count on the difference in time flow rate of more than 1:30, 1:30, no, even 1:10 is very good!"

Thinking of this, Zhang Jiao, whose body has not fully recovered, but has been able to exert his magical powers, couldn't help but feel itchy, and first implemented the plan that he had already had an idea but had not implemented because of Zhang Yirong's threat.

Using 'one qi and three purifications', he divided the two bodies of Yuqing and Shangqing, and while continuing to heal, he tried to refine his qi and blood, meditate on his soul, and start restorative cultivation. ,

After that, Shangqing's mind turned and he returned to the real world.

After the darkness in front of him returned to light, he immediately closed his eyes and carefully sensed the speed of time in reality and fantasy, and found that it was the same, and he couldn't help but sigh long.

When I opened my eyes again, I was surprised to find that I was not in the main hall of the Church of the Holy Light, but on a dark, cold, bloody and smelly iron bed in the innermost part of the morgue.