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"It's so strange Meow, is the master's mind split? Meow, the two incarnations of the gods, the soul breath is actually exactly the same...... "The spirit of the battle armor Black Tiger said.

Qianyuan Sword Spirit was like a great enemy, and he instinctively felt fear, it was an instinctive reaction to face the strongest man who was far stronger than himself and could suppress himself in the palm of his hand.

"It's not that simple, the new incarnation of the mind and soul has been in the breath for more than tens of thousands of years!" "Qianyuan Sword Spirit said astringently, "It is definitely a means left by the strongest!"

"It turned out to be a holy artifact, no wonder I have this insight and can recognize part of my origin," said the white-robed man in the form of a barbarian statue, smiling.

Xu Yang looked at the white-robed man blankly and said, "Who are you?"

The white-robed man smiled and said, "I'm you, but you're not me." ”

Xiaobai on the side suddenly said happily: "Ah Xuan, you are Ah Xuan!" Immediately, she said in confusion: "Why, there are two Ah Xuan?"

The white-robed man looked at Xiao Bai, his eyes full of affection: "Xue'er, I didn't expect that after 100,000 years, you and I would have a goodbye period." It's a pity that one thought is a difference, and it will become an eternal secret. See you today, you are still you, but I am no longer me. Take a closer look, I'm just a 'soul casting' technique. ”

Xu Yang looked at the white-robed man, and he had a feeling that this white-robed man seemed to be himself.

Suddenly, when Wulianghai, Kirishima Maze, and Xiaobai were seen for the first time, the memory pictures flashed through Xu Yang's heart like flowing water, and finally froze on a picture.

In front of the cloud immortal, a white-robed man stood at the entrance of the immortal, looking back and smiling, looking at the world. Ultimately. The white-robed man stepped into the immortal gate and did not look back.

"You and I can be said to be the closest brothers, or father and son, past and afterlife...... It doesn't matter what you call it. You just need to know that I am you," said the white-robed man, "and now, listen, my closest brother: we failed in the last life. In this life, we must succeed!"

Xu Yang was confused by what he said: "What success?"

"When the time comes, you will naturally know that it is useless to talk too much now," the white-robed man suddenly said, "In this life." You are cultivating the Xuantian Eight Scenery Sutra, it seems that something has gone wrong?"

The white-robed man saw the gray figures who were isolated behind the purple light curtain, and he smiled faintly, "I see. I'll help you get back to your roots first!"

The white-robed man stretched out a big hand and pressed it on the top of Xu Yang's head, and a mellow soft white light slowly melted into Xu Yang's body.

In later generations, in the Zongmen Scripture Pavilion, sprinkled and swept the court. In his spare time, he flipped through a book of dusty magic cheats with relish......

climbed the wooden ladder to clean the cobwebs, accidentally fell and smashed the statue of the patriarch, and the current white blood-stained small tower......

When he woke up again, it was already a matter of things and people, and he came to the end of the golden age 10,000 years ago. The ambition to embark on the pinnacle, and the fight again and again......

I don't know how long it took, the white-robed man withdrew his big hand and looked at Xu Yang with a smile.

"How do you feel?" asked the white-robed man.

Xu Yang slowly opened his eyes, and he finally returned to normal. Merely. In those eyes, there are many more vicissitudes of life, like the eyes of an old man who has gone through hundreds of generations, shining with the brilliance of wisdom.

"I remember. I'm Xu Yang, you're a barbarian god...... Or rather. You are the God of Xuantian. Xu Yang said.

"Why bother to make it so clear, I am you, the barbarian god is also you, and the Xuantian God is also you," the white-robed man smiled, "Xue'er's origin has been greatly consumed, try not to let her come out in the future...... My closest brother, when you succeed, you will definitely be able to restore Cher. Anyway, Cher pleases you. ”

Xu Yang nodded: "It's a matter of duty." "The white-robed man said that Xue'er is Xiaobai.

"The remnants of these deceased, the fragments of memory, you don't need me to deal with them for you, right?" said the white-robed man with a smile.

"Yes, not necessarily. Thank you very much. Xu Yang said.

"You're welcome, thank me for yourself. The white-robed man turned into a streamer of light and disappeared into the sea of Xu Yang stars, and the next moment he appeared in the Barbarian Temple and re-entered the empty picture scroll hanging in the middle of the temple.

"Xiaobai, it's my fault that you have suffered a lot of loss this time," Xu Yang said slowly, "Hurry up and return to Zhenxuan Pagoda to recuperate...... Xiaobai, you have to remember that no matter how much danger I encounter in the future, don't come out. I'd rather give up this life than let you disappear. Otherwise, there is really no hope. ”

Xiao Bai smiled, she seemed to be very happy, turned around and left, and walked into the blank picture scroll of the sea of stars, with a hula sound, the picture scroll flew back into the Zhenxuan Tower.

Without the obstruction of the small white-purple light curtain, those gray figures rushed over one after another.

Xu Yang's face remained unchanged, he took a step forward, a soft white light emerged around his body, and the gray figures, the fragments of memory they represented, disappeared one after another.

Xu Yang's mind returned to his body, and in the barbarian temple, he opened his eyes again and let out a long breath.

Under the thought, the bones in his body exploded, and Xu Yang's flesh crackled, rapidly strengthening. The body and blood were rearranged and combined in an almost perfect way, and every inch of the flesh and every trace of mystical power were completely controlled in Xu Yang's mind.

"Hoo ......"

Exhaled again, Xu Yang's domineering breath immediately converged, and did not overflow at all. Even from the point of view of the powerhouse at the peak of Xuanjun, Xu Yang is just an ordinary person, and he will never be able to see through Xu Yang's amazing cultivation.

Back to basics and in control. After surviving the heart demon tribulation, Xu Yang finally stepped into the realm of the early stage of Xuanjun and truly became a prince.

And now, Xu Yang's age is only in his early twenties, less than twenty-one years old. Such a young Xuanjun powerhouse, looking at the entire Yingzhou, may not be able to find a second one.

"It's a powerful feeling...... Now I, even in the face of the powerhouses in the early stage of the Xuan King, I have the strength to fight! The Eight Extremes True Body has an extraordinary use against the Xuan King realm. It is worthy of the practice of Xuantian God to create zào. ”

Xu Yang already had a glimpse of his past life. There are all kinds of indications that his previous life was the Xuantian God that everyone admired.

However, Xu Yang doesn't plan to announce this, what Xuantian God reincarnates, it is too shocking, and no one will believe it if he says it, it will only cause laughter. No matter how amazing Xu Yang is, in front of the Xuantian God who has been deified, he is far behind.

But Xu Yang still doesn't know what the white-robed man means when he says "In this life, we must succeed".