Time travels, a hundred generations of reincarnation.

The soul of Lux remains in the world, goes through reincarnation, and constantly fulfills his promise to "uphold justice, punish evil and promote good".

And as the king of the universe said, every time he is reincarnated, Lux loses a layer of divine power.

By the time Lux returned to the eightieth time, his power had been greatly weakened, but even so, on this planet, he was still at the top of the pyramid.

This blue planet has its rules of survival: the winner is king, and the loser is the loser. Force is a powerful weapon that makes speech authoritative. According to the force value, the rank from high to low, respectively, is the emperor, the king, the champion, the eye, the flower, the jinshi, the lifter, and the talent. Promotion mainly depends on acquired cultivation. And only when you enter the Xiucai level, can you be a martial artist. If you can't enter, you're a mortal.

On this planet, there are only a few people who can enter the ranks of martial artists. They have an absolute say in the direction of the development of the planet.

Sadly, the real body of the wrestler in this world is an old man with gray hair and beard.

Because he was framed, he was locked in a cave high in the sky, unable to move.

He sat like a dry zombie in a cave, surrounded by cobwebs.

However, his soul can sway from side to side, but it can't leave his body.

"It hurts me!...... Who's going to help me...... Kill me, please...... Ah......h

From time to time, his heart-rending wails of pain came from the cave, and each cry startled the birds of the deep valley and caused the clouds in the air to surge rapidly.

The wail resounded through the mountains and streams, over the wet wilderness, and drifted into the distance......

After half a day's effort, the old man's pain slowly subsided, and peace regained in the cave.

"Boom ......" a dragon groan came from the depths of the cave. "Bai Wuxie, are you better?"

The old man sighed and replied in a low voice, "Bailong, I'm better!"

The misty eyes drifted to the depths of the cave, where there was a small hole half a meter wide, and if you entered this small cave and walked into it for several miles, you could see a deep pool. Inside the waterhole is a small white dragon.

This little dragon is an elixir cultivated by the old man. Because when the old man was cultivating, he accidentally dropped a drop of immortal blood, and the elixir turned into essence and turned into a white dragon.

The old man regarded the white dragon as a son, taught it martial arts, and according to the previous plan, within a hundred years, the white dragon would be able to have divine power and transform into a human.

But unfortunately, since the old man was banned with a curse, the white dragon was also cursed and locked in the depths of the cave and could not come out.

"Hey!" the white dragon sighed and said, "If you go on like this, when will you be the head?" ”

"Bailong, don't worry, it's only a matter of time before we go out. The old man closed his eyes, thinking of his long-cherished wish in his previous life, and also of the entrustment of the king of the universe.

"A hundred years ago, before I was banned, some of my soul bodies had already been released by me, and after so many years, they should have been reincarnated for several reincarnations. ”

The old man pinched his fingers, his eyes suddenly opened, and he said in surprise: "They were scattered on the bodies of many people before, their strength was weak, and after a few reincarnations, they reunited into one person, at this time, that person is already sixteen years old! We are saved! White Dragon, we are saved!"

"Is it really saved?" the white dragon's voice came slowly, as if he had seen the dawn of the curse being lifted.

......

The thoughts slowly faded, the darkness gradually came, and the consciousness gradually changed from vague to awake.

"Master, Father, and me?" said Huanglong with a frown, his voice trembling.

"Hey, it turns out that Lingshi tells the story of the junior and the ancestor!" Mo Ling let out a long sigh, and the depression that had accumulated in his heart for many years was finally relieved. "I couldn't figure out what the spirit stone was talking about, what it turned out to be!"

"So, Master, Father, and I are all the result of the souls of the wrestlers scattered in the world? We were the same person tens of thousands of years ago?" Huang Long then figured out his strange encounter and fate.

"It seems so! If what the spirit stone said is true. ”

"But......" Huang Long immediately had doubts, "How did this spirit stone know?"

"I don't know! Every time I encounter a bottleneck to break through it, I will fall into this illusion, as if I want to tell a story, but I have watched it several times and several times, and I have never understood it thoroughly, so I can't open the spirit stone, and its exercises can't be used by me. Mo Ling said helplessly.

"Just now when I was exploring the power of the spirit stone, I felt an incomparably majestic aura, but this majestic aura seemed so familiar. Huang Long suddenly remembered a question that surprised him. "This familiarity seems to be closely related to my inner strength, or it may come from Master's internal energy. Either way, I just felt very, very familiar, like my own. ”

"Oh, I also know this majestic aura, but every time I touch it, I shudder, a great sense of fear hits my heart, fear, hesitation, inferiority, no one has ever given me such a feeling. Mo Ling gave a different feeling.

"Oh, why do we feel different? Old man, you were also a Venerable of the Great King's Realm when you were alive, right?"

"Yes, I almost broke through the realm of the Great King, otherwise there are so many snakes and insects, how could I have fought for years in one battle!" Speaking of this, Mo Ling was quite proud.

"This is strange, it stands to reason that the skill of the Great King Realm is enough to resist and even digest the internal strength of some spirit stones, pill cores, etc. The dragon rubbed his temples, puzzled.

"Perhaps, the skill of the spirit stone is the Great Emperor realm!"

"Emperor Realm!" the Imperial Dragon's eyes suddenly widened, and he was extremely surprised.

"It may also be the realm of several emperors, otherwise, I wouldn't have an irresistible inferiority complex as soon as I fall into the illusion. This repression is under heavy pressure, involuntarily, and I can't resist it. ”

As soon as Mo Ling said this, Huanglong suddenly remembered what the master said in the illusion, he once cut down half of his soul and sprinkled it in the world in order to save himself, but most of them were never heard from, and Bailong once laughed at him and said that they had turned into stone.

Could it be that it is a spirit stone?

However, the day when the spirit stone was born can be tens of thousands of years ago, and the time does not match!

"Could it be...... Could it be that this spirit stone is the incarnation of a wrestler? Some souls have transformed into masters, while the rest are in this spirit stone?" Huang Long just thought of this, and suddenly felt extremely tight in his chest, and as soon as he lowered his head, he saw the crescent sword in his arms shining slightly.

At this time, the inside of the spirit stone also emitted light.

The two objects flashed at the same time, with a great sense of tacit understanding.

"This ...... Could it be ......" The Imperial Dragon couldn't believe his eyes.