"Da Luo. Golden Immortals? ”

The tower master was at a loss for a while, this realm involved his knowledge blind spot.

However, he quickly reacted, this realm should be eternal, but the other party changed its name and took a new name himself.

"I didn't expect to plan for eternity, and finally achieve you."

The tower master looked at Wu Chong and said calmly.

"Eternity is not so easy to bear. You may have felt it. Now you have no way to enter the world below. Because they can't bear your power, forcibly entering will only collapse the world, even if it is a clone, it will affect and change the environment. Those who come into contact with you will be assimilated by your power, lose themselves, and become blind worshippers"

"Eternity represents endless loneliness."

"Those who once cared for you and followed you will be gone. They will forget you and live in another falsehood, because their memories cannot carry you. ”

The tower master babbled.

"Loneliness?"

Wu Chong's gaze swept down from the top of the sacred mountain.

The world distorted, and the sight of the world collapsed as his gaze scanned the past. Just looking at it gives the impression that the end of the world is coming.

"If you are afraid of even this little thing, what are you going to pursue eternity?"

Wu Chong pinched his five fingers.

With a 'bang', the tower owner's last consciousness was also crushed into slag by him. This powerhouse, who had been sitting on the Eternal Divine Mountain for 10,000 years, disappeared completely.

After crushing the tower master, all the breath was devoured by him.

Power elevated, across everything.

"Uncle Wu?"

A wisp of primordial will was split from Wu Chong's body, and the sacrificed Zhang Tianluo came back to life. Reversing life and death is easy for Wu Chong now. The resurrected Zhang Tianluo glanced around blankly, and finally noticed Wu Chong.

His memory is still stuck in the last moment.

As soon as you close your eyes and open them, the enemy is dead, completely unaware of what is happening.

'Uncle Wu', who helped him, has also changed dramatically. That kind of momentum that gradually became stronger, even at this moment, he couldn't stand it. When the other party looked at him, cracks appeared on his body, and he felt like he was about to melt.

"Live well, the world is big. Walk more, see more! Young people, don't be so extreme at every turn. ”

Wu Chong reached out and patted the nephew.

His resurrection of Zhang Tianluo was just a casual idea.

For him now, his own circle has shrouded everything, and after pinching the tower master to death, everything that the other party has has been inherited by him. Such a terrifying growth made the world begin to reject him.

This time, even the Immortal Mansion World couldn't hold him, his personality officially surpassed everything, and the Three Realms and Five Elements couldn't carry him.

"I will, Uncle Wu, you are"

"I'm fine, I'm fine."

In the laughter, Wu Chong's body turned into a little light, and finally turned into a little dust and disappeared into the sky.

"As the saying goes, jumping out of the Three Realms is not in the Five Elements! From now on, he is at ease, and the cause and effect of all calamities will not be touched. ”

The Edge of the Ultimate Gate.

A pure white figure emerged, and this figure was the immortal corpse that Wu Chong casually dropped. Seeing the immortal corpse take two steps forward, he gently grabbed the breath on the door, and the last wisp of breath left by the tower master above was also erased by him.

In the future, the monks on the other side of the Sea of Chaos will never hear the call of 'eternity' again.

The power continued to rise, and the main body officially exceeded the world and became an eternal legend.

Inside the Black Wind Village.

Yan Nineteen, Lian Xing and the others were at a loss for a while, and they only felt as if they had forgotten something.

Someone they remembered, forgotten.

Because their memories could no longer carry that person, but this situation only lasted for a short moment, and soon the familiar figure appeared.

"Big boss!"

"Brother Wu."

Everyone gathered, and they even forgot what had just happened.

Wu Chong, dressed in black, swept past the group of relatives below, then laughed loudly and flew into the hall of Black Wind Village.

"From today onwards, Black Wind Village will open its doors and recruit disciples. In the future, my vein will be called - Delusional Immortal Dao. ”

"Yes."

The crowd was excited, and the behavior of the big boss was tantamount to telling them that the avenue of Heifeng Village had been completed, and there was no longer any need to catch mice for experiments like before. Especially Gu Xuan Immortal Venerable, he was a monk who transferred to cultivation halfway, and he didn't know how much suffering he had suffered. Now the road is finally smooth.

Yan Nineteen was the same, as Wu Chong's senior disciple, he felt that no matter how mixed he was in the future, he would be able to get a chair in the Juyi Hall, and it would still be the kind that was in the front.

It's just that the Juyi Hall can no longer be called the Juyi Hall in the future, and it is a little irregular.

Just suggest to the master and change the name to 'Lingxiao Palace'!

"Brother Wu"

Jing Ling and Ling Zhujun stood in place and did not leave.

"Let's come along."

Wu Chong, who was sitting on the high seat, laughed loudly and left the Juyi Hall with the two of them.

In the distance, Lianxing and the rest of the gang all showed curious expressions.

After so many years, is the cottage finally going to have an heir?

"Miss Mercy, I think you should go too." The dragon king, who was crouching behind, suddenly spoke.

"Yes, yes! You're the one who's known the big boss the longest. ”

"Come on, my eldest brother is notoriously irresponsible, I don't know when he disappeared, you don't know how miserable it was when Sister Zhujun and I were on the other side of the Chaos Sea."

Mercy Star rolled her eyes.

This group of people didn't understand Wu Chong's position in her heart, so they said so.

She couldn't help but recall the scene of her eldest brother naming him a long, long time ago, when she was still very weak

"From now on, you will be called Mercy Star!"

Night.

Wu Chong lay on the bed.

Looking at the sky, a wisp of black gas flashed.

He is indeed not Wu Chong's body, and his body has jumped out of the Three Realms and Five Elements. It's just that the body can't come down, it doesn't mean that the three corpses can't do it. His 'delusional immortal path' is different from the path they take, what they can't do, they can.

Wu Chong's body passed through the world, the five elements were far away, the turbidity dissipated, and consciousness appeared in another space.

His current state is very mysterious, not in the physical sense of jumping out of the world, but really leaving.

The relationship between the world and him became magical.

It's like a book, the past, the present, and the future are all in the book.

He opened the book and landed on the pages of the past.

Consciousness is like a sea, and through the pages and words, he seems to have returned to the original starting point.

That gang called the Three Rivers Gang.

In the gang, the leader is telling the younger brothers below about the gang culture and constantly brainwashing them. Most of the bandits were excited, but some were not interested. A young bandit in the corner is like this, don't look at him from time to time to raise his hand to respond, in fact, all he thinks about in his head is how to make money and learn the martial arts in the gang.

Looking at this familiar face, Wu Cheng smiled.

He stretched out his hand, palm running through the page.

The palm of his hand crossed the river of time and the barrier of the world, grabbed his former self before the crossing, copied and stored the memory, and then took out the panel power in his body, fused the two together, and clicked into the eyebrows of the young bandit together.

Follow the helper, start a business without fear of hardship."

Among the leaders of the Three Rivers Gang, a dazed young bandit was in a trance, and when he heard the shouts of the supervisor on the stage, he couldn't help muttering.

"The technique of painting this cake is not of any grade at all!"

This small voice was quickly drowned out by the voice next to him, and no one noticed him

(End of the book) (End of this chapter)