The image in the picture is shattered, and the guests in the City of Ten Thousand Worlds have different thoughts. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"What's in that world at the end?" The warrior stared blankly at the scene. "I am obviously in the City of Ten Thousand Worlds, and I feel a cold shiver feeling across many time and space."

Thinking in his heart, the warrior sat in the corner and looked at the wooden table in front of him, without saying a word.

"In just that moment, you need so much aura." Zammon looked at the last shattered earth in the picture and was shocked. "If two brave men with such a world fought, wouldn't a world be shattered? If only their cultivation was high..."

Zamon choked, he thought that in the future, if there were two top powerhouses with this world fighting, a large universe would be shattered.

"They're all dead." The high-tech young man was stunned, this was different from what he thought in his heart.

In his mind, there will always be someone who will come back alive.

"Is that an intrinsic enchantment?" Gilgamesh took a sip of his wine and held his glass to think about the world just now.

He is a heroic spirit from the Holy Grail world, and because of the broken reincarnation, he received an invitation from the City of Ten Thousand Worlds.

In their world, there is a kind of magic that is above magic, called the Intrinsic Enchantment, which is a skill that belongs to the gods.

In the midst of everyone's contemplation.

"Thank you for watching."

He Yuan turned to look at everyone, "The next time the reincarnation opens, you will be invited again."

As long as the guests who accept the invitation letter from the Ten Thousand Worlds will still receive the invitation from the City of All Worlds when the invitation letter is distributed next time.

"Thank you, city lord."

Zamon was the first to get up, walked to He Yuan's side, and then bowed down and said, "Thank you for letting me see such a wonderful experience!"

"Lord of the city, your people are strong." Gilgamesh put away his glass and smiled, "I'm looking forward to the next hero."

"A year's life, what about boring? Although this time it was only half a year to over.." The young man thought in his heart, and said to He Yuan: "City Lord, I will be the first to come next time!"

The young man belongs to the second generation of stars in their universe, and his father rules a galaxy, which can be said to be very rich, and he doesn't care about these power stones.

"That disciple's talent is very strong, it's a pity, it's a pity." Mo Yixi shook his head, picked up the wine gourd, and sighed at He Yuan: "City Lord, your tempering is too dangerous!"

"Hmm." He Yuan nodded.

After Mo Yixi saw it, he immediately knew that no matter how much persuasion worked, he reluctantly stood up and arched his hand and said: "City Lord, there will be a period in the future, and Poor Dao will come next time."

Before the words fell, his figure disappeared into the City of Ten Thousand Worlds.

"City Lord, goodbye!" The warrior stood up from the corner, bowed and said goodbye, and the figure gradually dissipated.

"Haha, I believe that warrior is not dead!" Zamon laughed, stood up and said, "City Lord, Zamon will retire first!"

"Let's go, let's go, goodbye, city lord!" The young man opened his mouth and laughed, and the figure disappeared.

"Lord of the Castle.." Everyone bowed down one after another to say goodbye.

"Lord of the Castle, is that hero dead?"

Before Gilgamesh's figure dissipated, his handsome face was full of doubts, and he looked at He Yuan.

"He got the job done." He Yuan replied.

Gilgamesh smiled when he heard this, and walked through the royal ceremonial room, and the figure gradually dissipated.

"Empty." He Yuan muttered to himself.

When he saw that the guests in the tavern had disappeared, he sat on a wooden chair.

"When the Transcendent's talent and will reach sixteen, he will open his own. Reality embodies the world of rules.."

He Yuan thought back to the information he had received before and muttered to himself.

"But Liu Xiaodong's talent consciousness was forcibly opened because he didn't reach sixteen, and he hurt the origin, and now his talent has dropped to eight, but his will has reached eleven."

He Yuan whispered: "But there are many treasures in the reincarnation world to enhance talents, and one day, he will make up for it."

The oil lamp on the wooden table shines brightly, imprinting a scene from the real world.

――

"Transcendent Liu Xiaodong, because he completed the reincarnation task, killed the Blood Demon Ancestor, the head of the Demon Sect, and rewarded the right to belong to the Shushan World!"

"But because the transcendent Liu Xiaodong died after completing the task, he and the next reincarnation world successfully survived, and then teleported to the Shushan world to take charge!"

"Realm: Middle stage of foundation building."

"Complete Task 1: After surviving for one year, leave this world and be rewarded with a thousand transcendence points."

"Task 2: Become the master of the Shushan faction, unfinished."

"Complete the competition mode: After leaving the world, cultivate to the highest and reward 5,000 detachment points."

"Current detachment point: 6000"

"Detachment points can be used to repair injuries."

"Reincarnation Talisman: 0, consumed upon death."

"Chaos Perspective Reward: 10,000 Coins"

"Myriad Coins can be used to purchase items and resurrect transcendentals!"

...

"Am I alive?"

In the rental house, Liu Xiaodong opened his eyes and looked at the strange and familiar scenes around him.

"Is that my world? Why can't I turn it on now? ”

He thought back to the previous scene and was curious and wanted to recreate it, because he didn't know how to start it at the time.

But no matter how much he was running the aura, he couldn't sense the aura before.

"Maybe it can only be opened in the world of reincarnation, right?"

Liu Xiaodong gave up, and then thought of his previous experience in the reincarnation world.

"Now I'm the only one left to survive... Maybe Wu Jian. ”

At that time, there was a war between good and evil, and Liu Xiaodong didn't see him, thinking that he had hid.

"But the man died."

He stood up and looked out the window at the traffic, and for a moment it felt like a world away.

The slapstick of children on the side of the road, the busyness of successful people, and the love of the elderly.

"There must be a way to resurrect them!" Liu Xiaodong frowned.

"Just what the space prompted... Wanjie Coins, yes! That's it! ”

He recalled the previous reminder of the transcendent space, the information that the Ten Thousand World Coins can resurrect the transcendent, so he was excited in his heart and silently recited: "Resurrect the transcendent..."

Liu Xiaodong was suddenly stunned.

"He... What is it called? I.."

Liu Xiaodong felt guilty, and in silence, he looked at the sky in the distance, as if he had an elegant face with a bookish atmosphere, appearing in front of him.

"I'm sorry... But someday.."

In the depths of his pupils, two sword lights flowed.

"I will resurrect you!"

――

In a room on the second floor.

The table was filled with hearty food, many of which had cooled down.

But the burnt marks on it prove that it was hot over and over again.

"It's been almost a day, why hasn't Qian'er come back yet?"

As the words rang out.

I saw a figure sitting at the table, wearing a black practice uniform, gray and white hair, and a majestic face, it was Zhou Hong.

"Did something happen?" He looked at the empty seat in front of him, and his mind was already ominous.

Yang Gan's happiness when he got the quota and the scenes when he left after receiving the task seemed to be still in front of him.

"Maybe it's because the mission is long... Or maybe it's because I'm staying in a transcendent space, and now it's twelve hours, isn't there still a quarter of an hour left? ”

Comforted, he picked up the spirits on the table and filled his bowl and the white porcelain bowl on the empty seat.

But as his fingers trembled, the wine spilled, proving that his heart was not at peace.

Boom..

I don't know how long it took, the sun went down.

In the quiet room, as the bell rang, a whole day had passed, but he was still the only one in the room.

"Qian'er.."

Tick..

The wine bowl ripples..