The sword slashed down, and the door was split in half. What appeared in front of Luo Youcheng's third soul was a black nothingness.

"Hehe, do you want to play with your brain again?" The third soul smiled, "Your brain hole is a black hole. ”

No one answered.

The third soul threw the long sword forward and jumped onto the sword, he was not going to learn the main soul to drive a spaceship, he was going to incarnate as a sword immortal. The flying sword flew forward for a short while, then stopped.

The third part of the soul is not right! Dean Chang gave him a void space, and he stepped on the flying sword to fly, which was the rhythm of drilling into the trap according to Dean Chang's train of thought. The battle of consciousness is about idealism, and it is about fighting for brain holes, to see who can be surprised.

The third soul left the sword and stepped on the void. The sword crumbled into tiny dots, a blinding glow in the darkness.

"You want to borrow the Big Bang hypothesis that the universe began with the singularity?" A voice came from the void.

The third soul laughed and said, "The sound needs a medium of transmission, and being able to hear your voice means that what you have created is not a real void." It's not related to the universe, so why should I simulate the Big Bang? ”

"Ugh." The man choked and didn't refute.

As he spoke, the dazzling singularity began to expand, and in the blink of an eye, it became a shining star.

The man in the darkness let out a sneer. The third soul keeps saying that what he does has nothing to do with the universe, what about deceiving ghosts? But he also saw that this star was not another star, and there seemed to be something in it, could it be a three-legged golden crow? The young man on the opposite side has a broken mind, and in just a moment, he jumps from fantasy to science fiction to fantasy, and he must deal with it carefully.

The star suddenly exploded, and countless fire balls flew in all directions, interpreting the fire tree and silver flower in the dark void.

Ahem, there was a coughing sound in the darkness. After all, the young man who broke his word still made a big explosion, which caught him off guard. What he didn't expect was that when the stars went out and the fire was gone, he didn't see the three-legged golden crow, but a golden scissors floating in the void, shining.

The Third Soul said loudly, "I don't recognize your Void Universe, in my eyes, it's just a curtain that obscures the light. I'm going to cut the curtain with gold scissors and make a shroud for you. ”

As soon as the golden scissors opened and closed, the black was cut open, and the light squeezed desperately into it through the gaps, following the golden scissors, constantly dispelling the darkness and expanding the territory of light.

This trick is called "treacherous and free", Luo Youcheng's new skills learned from the teacher.

There is a saying called "I don't want you to think, I want me to feel", which is typical of self-centered idealism. That's what "treacherous as you like" means: you want to create an endless void to trap me, but I don't recognize it as a void, I think it's a dark room enclosed with black cloth. Because I don't agree, you're wrong, and I can change what I want. It's a very unreasonable way to break the game.

"You...... Are you his student? The hurried voice made no secret of his anger.

This "he" undoubtedly refers to the Ninth Young Master Li Xiang. Luo Youcheng didn't know much about the story of that world. Tony Go, on the other hand, mentioned at length that he wasn't a storyteller. In Tony Go's narration, even the relationships between the characters can't be clarified, and Luo Youcheng has always listened to them as hypnotic bedtime stories.

One thing is very clear, the red bat in that world was killed by the ninth young master Li Xiang, and the remnant soul of the red bat hibernated, and escaped to the earth when the space-time channel was opened.

The third soul said lightly: "You should have thought of it." ”

"It's time to think that without the guidance of a master, how can you grow so fast?" The voice said hatefully, "That stupid woman actually sent a message that only the programmer and the rabbit were helping you." ”

The third soul asked, "Which woman?" ”

No one answered.

The third soul didn't expect to get an answer, and the golden scissors cut faster. The darkness was cut to shreds, revealing the world behind the curtain and the people behind it—a conference room with a chestnut-haired white man sitting at the head of the table. The first time Luo Youcheng saw Dean Chang, he was also sitting in the same posture in the conference room of his spiritual world. The souls of the red bats seem to like this tune.

"Jefferson?"

The person behind the scenes is not Dean Chang, and the third soul doesn't feel very strange. Luo Youcheng saw the spider goose and subconsciously thought that the controller was Dean Chang. But it appeared in Jefferson's factory, and perhaps there was more than one soul beast.

Jefferson squeezed out a far-fetched smile: "You are many times stronger than we think." ”

The third soul said, "Your flattery is worthless to me. ”

Jefferson said, "Young people, it's good to be confident, but you can't talk too much. ”

"In the face of demons, it's not too much to say."

Jefferson said lightly: "Don't dare to call yourself a demon, I never think I've done anything wrong." ”

"Dean Chang collects souls and uses them for experiments, isn't it the devil's doing?"

"When they die, we don't collect them, and the souls dissipate. We're just recycling waste. ”

"They could have lived a normal life in your spiritual world, but you have turned them into madmen and fools."

"It takes our energy to feed them. Shouldn't they, as parasites in our spiritual world, give something to do? Win-win is the only way to coexist. ”

"It's better to live like this than to die." In the face of Jefferson's strong words, the third soul said indignantly, "And you, since you arrived in J. Vale, how many people have died? Don't tell them that their death has nothing to do with you. ”

Jefferson said, "It is easy to be deceived by evil thoughts." I only slightly provoked their anger, and the killing was their own decision, not me. ”

The third soul retorted: "Emotional out-of-control will weaken cognitive limitations and behavioral control, and if you don't flirt, impulsiveness can be avoided." ”

"Why can't you control yourself? I've met people who have had their fingers hit the trigger button and eventually put their guns down. People like that, I'm even willing to help them calm down. Impulsiveness is the source of evil, a person who easily gets out of control, you can't say that he is a good person. In a sense, I'm fighting violence. You can ask Yin Youlun, has the security in Weil City been much better over the years? ”

"." The third soul didn't want to listen to Jefferson's mouth full of feces.

Speaking of evil, everyone may have a demon living in their hearts, and even if they have a motive or a thought, even if they commit a crime, the vast majority of people in the world are criminals. In fact, without strong stimulation from the outside world, most people can suppress the evil thoughts in their hearts.

The third soul sped up the sewing work, and in a short time, a black shroud was formed. He shouted "go" and put his shroud on Jefferson. Jefferson floated, his body straightened by the shroud, his hands crossed in front of his chest, and the long sleeves wrapped around Jefferson's back, tied in a dead knot. Jefferson in a shroud looked like a corpse.

Jefferson laughed, "You think you're victorious? ”

"Can you move?"

"I can't move." Jefferson replied honestly.

The third soul was not happy because Jefferson was tied, the mental power he exerted on the shroud was not strong, and the opponent had no power to resist, it was too weak! Is it the soul of the grandchildren again? He posed the question to Jefferson.

Jefferson said, "The soul of the father and the soul of the Lord together, how can they be entangled with you?" ”

Sure enough, it's the soul of the grandchildren!

"No wonder you didn't use the power of the asylum, you just put me in a cell. In terms of mind control, you are far worse than Dean Chang. ”

"Our son soul and father soul are not in the same order of magnitude at all, how can we compare? Our task is not to erase you and drag you here. If we can disperse Brother Luo's power, it will be worth it even if we are wiped out. ”

The third soul was tight, and he didn't dare to talk to Jefferson's sub-soul anymore. He must hurry out of here to support his Lord's soul.

The collar of the shroud stretched upwards to wrap around Jefferson's head, and Jefferson's soul became a man in a sleeve.

"It's useless, you don't want to leave here safely." Jefferson's sub-soul shouted in the sleeve, his voice not very clear.

The third soul ignored him, and with a thought, the conference table was gone, replaced by a pool of magma. He threw Jefferson's soul into the lava. The difference between the strength of Jefferson's sub-soul and Luo Youcheng's third-point soul is too great, and if he is replaced by Jefferson or Dean Chang, he may turn the magma pool into a swimming pool with his thoughts.

Jefferson was quickly burned to ashes after entering the pool. However, three "Jefferson" were squeezed out of the walls of the conference room.

"It's useless, in order to keep you, the father's soul has left many child souls here."

The third soul looked around, and three or four white men with chestnut hair emerged from each wall.

He could sense that these sub-souls were strong and weak, but the strongest was not more powerful than the one who had just been sent into the magma pool. That one is the consciousness body that is really separated from Jefferson's soul, and these child souls are transformed with relatively powerful souls, which can be called false child souls. The strength is weaker than the sub-soul and stronger than the synthetic soul.

The ants bit the elephant to death, and the third soul did not dare to fight, and he was about to launch his mental power to pierce this spiritual world, when his heart suddenly throbbed.

The space around him turned into an alloy wall, squeezing at him from all sides with a thick malice. The thirteen false souls worked together, vowing to leave the third soul here.

With a keen intuition, the third soul began to put a mental power shield on his body, layer after layer. After ten layers, he was still not at ease, and added a layer of ultra-low frequency wave protective film inside.

At this time, the alloy walls on the front and back and left and right had already touched the shield of the third soul, and then looking at the thirteen false souls, they had been flattened and pasted on the wall, just like characters in 21st century TV. They kept roaring and roaring. The third soul can't hear their voices, and the shape of the mouth may be "You go die".

As the metal wall oppressed, the third soul continued to shrink its form. It gets smaller and smaller, and eventually it is invisible to the naked eye, as small as dust to molecular clusters, to atoms, protons, elementary particles.

The third soul thought, I'm going to be a singularity. In fact, Jefferson's spiritual world collapsed into a singularity, and the third soul was the smaller of the singularities.

The sea of consciousness of the spider goose was empty at this time.

Immediately after that, the singularity exploded, like the beginning of the universe, and everything came into being out of nothing.