There are more and more pictures, and finally they converge into a clear image, from the beginning of chaos, to the birth of the first gods, and then to the later war of gods and demons.

Jiang Wan saw that one-third of his divine consciousness crossed the heavy space, and finally took root on a living blue planet, which was conceived for nearly 100,000 years before finally turning into a golden light and falling into the belly of a young girl.

That face Jiang Wan is very familiar with, her mother in modern society, Xu Zhiyin.

Time flies, Jiang Wan was born in the hospital, as a bystander, she saw with her own eyes that in the face of her incarnation, Xu Zhiyin did not have a look of joy on her face, but pinched the mobile phone with her fingertips, and looked at the product evaluation report on the page with a focused face.

As for Jiang Xuming, he didn't show up until Xu Zhiyin was discharged from the hospital.

Their marriage has long been inseparable.

Jiang Wan even guessed before that they maintained that marital relationship until their deaths because they felt that it was a waste of time to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to go through the formalities.

As soon as the picture turned, the end of the world came, Jiang Wan was attacked by zombies at school, and almost escaped with half his life.

Then came the decade-long hiding.

During this period, Jiang Wan met Xu Zhiyin once by chance, but she just glanced at Jiang Wan and left in a hurry, like a stranger.

Jiang Wan knew that she was afraid that she would drag her down.

Then, Jiang Wan died from the end of the world, and her soul was reborn in the Abyss Continent, in order to live, she began to practice desperately day and night, from practicing qi to build a foundation and condensing the golden pill to glimpse the immortal path and then to the consummation of the tribulation, Jiang Wan spent a full hundred years, but now looking back, it seems to be just a flick of her fingers.

All the pictures are strung together into a complete memory, but Jiang Wan feels that those memories are slowly drifting away.

Whoever becomes an immortal should cut off the red dust.

The past will become a dream, and after waking up, it will be a new immortal path.

……

The hill next to Jiang Bang.

Rong Yan closed his eyes tightly and frowned slightly.

Like Jiang Wan, he also entered the realm of selflessness.

In that space where there was only himself, Rong Yan saw the black-robed man again.

However, unlike in the past, at this time, there was no black gas lingering between his eyebrows.

Over the years, Rong Yan would see the black-robed man every time he was promoted, and the black aura between his eyebrows had been deepening, and now, it seemed to have returned to the beginning.

At this time, the black-robed man was standing at the foot of the mountain, looking fixedly in the direction of the top of the mountain, with a coldness that Rong Yan couldn't see through between his eyebrows.

Suddenly, the black mountain began to shake, and a huge crack cracked downward from the top of the mountain, and the rich demonic qi continued to spread out from it.

The black-robed man sealed his hands, intending to seal the suppression under the Black Mountain, but in vain, the demonic qi struck fiercely towards his face, stabbing straight into the eyes of the black-robed man.

The black-robed man left blood and tears, but his sealed hands did not waver in the slightest, and it was his mission to protect this black mountain seal.

The demonic qi was spreading, and the black-robed man was already tightly wrapped in demonic qi, and the holy brilliance belonging to the gods on his body continued to dim.

The width of the crack continued to expand, and the man's expression froze, as if he had made up some kind of determination.

In the next moment, I saw the black-robed man separate a wisp from his divine consciousness and throw it into the void, and then used his divine consciousness as a guide and himself as a tool to finally seal the crack completely.

Rong Yan was transformed by the wisp of divine consciousness of the black-robed man.

So he was born with the perfection of the five elements.

And when Rong Yan arrived at the realm of glimpsing the immortal path, the power of the gods in his divine consciousness began to awaken, so the five elements of the spiritual roots in his body were all shattered, because the spiritual roots that ordinary cultivators only needed were not qualified to coexist with the power of the gods in his divine consciousness at all.

The power of the gods is the ancestor of Xuan Qi, so even without a trace of spiritual root, Rong Yan can control all the Xuan power on the Abyss Continent.

As long as he released a little breath, countless mystical forces of various systems would rush towards him.

And with the continuous improvement of cultivation, the more thoroughly the divine power in his body will awaken, and those memories that do not belong to him will gradually emerge.

When all the memories are revived, the power of the gods in his body will be fully awakened, and at that time, he will also return to the god realm and become a part of the black-robed man.

Therefore, Rong Yan has been suppressing the awakening of the power of the gods in his body, but now, the demonic energy of the Abyss Continent is rampant, Jiang Wan is in crisis, and he has no cultivation, which means that he can only watch everything he cares about being gradually destroyed.

Before, he could only choose one or the other in front of himself and the people he cherished.

Now, he has no choice.

Becoming strong step by step, destroying step by step, is the end of his destiny.

……

Jiang Wan suddenly opened his eyes, and there was no trace of distraction in the depths of his dark eyes, only full of purity.

Huang Liang woke up from a dream, and the past was constantly fading.

I still remember it, but I feel it very differently than I once did.

"Boom—"

There was a deafening roar in the sky overhead, and Jiang Wan looked up and saw that eighty-one thunderstorms had gathered in the sky overhead, as if they would fall at any time.

Looking around, Jiang Wan found that only the thunder tribulation above himself had basically been gathered, and the other cultivators were still in the realm of selflessness.

The reason why Jiang Wan woke up so quickly was mostly because of the memories that Xianyin gave her before.

Even if Xianyin is just a fallen ancestral god, it is not something that just the Heavenly Dao can contend with.

The Yuan Shen, who had been sitting with his eyes closed in the dantian, had opened his eyes, and there was a faint flash of golden light in the depths of his clear eyes, and white mist began to appear around the Yuan Shen.

The eight-line spiritual roots bloomed with dazzling light, and the five-system mystic power origins emerged from the spiritual roots they were inhabiting and headed towards the white mist.

Before Jiang Wan could use his spiritual sense to explore the white mist that appeared out of thin air, the thunderbolts above his head had already fallen together.

It was a full ninety-nine eighty-one, all of which fell on Jiang Wan's body, and Jiang Wan was instantly overwhelmed by purple light.

……

After Jiang Wan, Rong Yan woke up for the second time.

His deep eyes are full of determination, he will become stronger, and he will do his best to resist the fate that the black-robed man has prepared for him.

He is Rong Yan, not anyone's vassal.

When the thunder fell, Rong Yan looked easy-going and let the thunder swallow him.

……

Qianji Zhenren is the third person to walk out of the realm of selflessness, he has already soared once thousands of years ago, the red dust has long been cut off, and after another thousand years, the only thing he can't forget is the moon that has not yet returned.

But it's also soon, after Jiang Bang soars, everything will be over.

The former moon will reappear in the fairy world.

……

When Jiang Wan opened his eyes again, his consciousness was already in the air.

Looking down, I saw that her body had been completely turned into powder in the thunderstorm, and not even a single corner of her clothes was left.

The eight-line spiritual root, which had worked so hard to ascend to perfection, also turned into nothingness in an instant.

Jiang Wan reacted at this time, her body had died as she had been in the last days, and now there was only one soul left.

Jiang Wang: ???

She's dead again???