"Bang dang. ”

A magic spear with the head twisted into a twisted flower fell to the ground, and the steel collided with a crisp sound that woke up a group of onlookers around them.

On the huge stage, there was a person standing in the center of the platform, surrounded by scattered weapon remnants and blood stains spreading everywhere, and even some scraps of flesh could be seen falling nearby, while the cultivator was expressionless, as if he didn't care, just standing with his hands in his hands, waiting for the next challenger.

"Actually...... With his bare hands, he pinched the magic weapon into a twisted ......"

"The flesh is still undamaged after being bombarded by tens or hundreds of tons...... It's still not human?"

In the audience, there were many people who hated each other and marveled, they were shocked by the thrilling fight before, and now they have reacted.

"Where did this strong man come from? Why have you never heard of his name before? No wonder others don't believe in his strength and have to try his level. ”

"Maybe he went out to test directly after entering the sect, and it's normal to have no reputation in the sect - but after today, his name will definitely spread throughout the sect. ”

"Those test guys want to be ruthless one by one for the sake of face, but they are all overturned, it is really a failure, a fiasco, a shameless fiasco. ”

Although the discussion was chaotic, it could not affect the people on the stage, he snapped his fingers, and the blood stains on his fists and all the smudges around him dissipated, and then the man slowly said to the audience, "Now that I have proven my strength, who else is going to play?"

The audience was instantly quiet, and no one spoke.

A few hours ago, this was just a registration office for students who were going to participate in the Great Sect Competition, and since there were many low-level students in the Zhenyuan Sect, in order to avoid confusion, they had to have a certain reputation and strength if they wanted to register.

The cultivator on the stage, who was dressed in blue clothes, had hardly seen him before today, and he couldn't see any strength to dive deeply, so he was naturally questioned by all kinds of questions when he registered, because he had been busy for a long time. So everyone in the registry didn't seem to be in a good temper, and they had a conflict with the blue-clothed monk.

"Gao Chuan, I haven't heard of the name, and I say that you are not strong enough, you are just not strong enough. If you want to sign up, come with me to the stage for a fight!"

I don't know who said such a sentence, but the blue-clothed cultivator naturally walked onto the stage with everyone at the registration office.

Then, there was a one-sided torture.

Attack, ineffective! Defense. Invalid! Magic, Invalid! Magical Power, Invalid!

No matter what kind of attack it is, it can't break through to the three meters of this nameless cultivator, and when it comes into contact with an invisible realm, it distorts and disintegrates, turning into invisible.

And the attack of this cultivator, whether it is a fist or a supernatural power, as long as it strikes, it will definitely knock down a person, and the cultivators in the registry office will be reduced one by one and sent to medical treatment. And the remnants of the people, they are also becoming more and more frightened.

But no matter how much you regret it, you have to continue to fight for the sake of face, and as soon as you come to power, you will agitate extreme moves and urge all your strength...... The weapon was shattered, severely wounded, and blasted out of the field.

"There is no one left, and there is no doubt that your strength is enough. ”

Suddenly, a voice came from the silent audience, sounding a little helpless. "But brother, you...... Have you ever thought about such a thing?"

Shao Cang stood under the stage and sighed, as if he was accustomed to this scene. However, he was still a little sad, and he smiled bitterly, "After you knock everyone in the registration office unconscious, who can help you register?"

"Remember to keep someone. ”

“......”

The blue-clothed cultivator, Gao Chuan stood on the stage and blinked. Then he laughed slightly awkwardly.

Seem...... That's true, haha.

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The river flows endlessly, and cause and effect are placed in it, just like duckweed floating on the water.

Everything is like dust, constantly drifting and rising, as if fate is like this.

It seems that no one can go against the tide but to go downstream.

However, this is wrong.

No matter how small a life is, it can rely on its will to change its own trajectory, just like the sand in the sea, although it will eventually sink to the bottom of the abyss, but the trajectory it falls is unique and alike.

What's more, some lifeforms have evolved through continuous upgrading, and are no longer dust that can only float in the water, but "fish" that can swim freely and even swim against the current.

The light of the universe traces the rhyme of the ......

Sleep for eternity, have no long things, between heaven and earth, just a speck of dust. With neither strength nor talent, he has almost nothing but swordsmanship.

He knew that, and that's why he wanted to change.

Originally, he was just a fine dust that had fallen to the bottom of the sea, and fell into an eternal sleep called death, but because of the family heirloom talisman that contains incredible power and power, his spirit returned to many years ago, and he had the possibility of continuing to move forward, becoming a fish step by step, or even a fish leaping over the dragon gate, breaking away from the long river of cause and effect, and incarnating into a dragon.

The mysterious talisman that was constantly inverting and twisting like a Möbius ring crumbled and reorganized in his mind, turning into all kinds of wonderful forms, and it was stored in his spirit, between existence and illusion, and only a faint glimpse of the magic in it.

This is the power of domination, the power of fate, the power of time.

From the moment he was reborn, Mei Changsheng made up his mind that he must master the power on this talisman. In the future he had seen, in the last days of the Infernal Purgatory, the collapse of heaven and earth, without this kind of power, even survival would be difficult.

Years later, the Great Demon Tribulation struck, the star field was enveloped, and the stars turned into nothingness, no matter what direction they looked, they were full of overflowing demons. The space is blocked and divided, and everyone is fighting independently, without organization, without group, in this case, if there is no power, then the end is to be devoured by infinite demons.

He has already died once, and no one wants to die a second time, but his current status and strength, even if he says it, no one believes it - in the final analysis, it is still power! Since the power contained in this talisman can reverse time and space and bring him back to the present, then Mei Changsheng also believes that this power can allow him to change his fate and change the end caused by the demon calamity.

After years of continuous exploration, he has been able to comprehend a little bit of the true meaning of Shiliu, and even turned it into swordsmanship, but because it is not stable enough, he can only suppress it for the time being, and wait for it to be perfected before he can carry out actual combat - it is the so-called sword twenty-three, not to preserve strength, but to use it and cannot be controlled.

This is in terms of combat. In the small things of daily life, Mei Changsheng can already bring back a small part of the dead things in the range, make the broken cup become whole again, and the spilled sewage back into the bucket.

With the little bit of distorting time and space by relying on the talisman, he also embarked on this path step by step, recently, he has been able to use this power to bring the beast that has been killed back to life, although for some reason it is only a puddle of dead flesh that has come to life, without the slightest wisdom and will, but after all, the wound has indeed healed.

In order to be sure again, Mei Changsheng even cut several deep bone-deep wounds on his body, and then reversed time...... As a result, everything was normal, and the wound was healed as if it had never been injured.

The spirit seems to be irreversible, and what is reproduced is only the ** of the past, and when the will dissipates, it cannot be reproduced.

Now, Mei Changsheng planned to try this method on the cultivator to see what was going on.

Cang Shaobai is above board, and he can be regarded as his friend for many years, and the two have already had a lot of tacit understanding with each other fighting many times, since he doesn't know what he says, then he doesn't care about the means, and he won't guess crankily.

If his memories are reversed after the time turn, then it means that something went wrong with the previous experiment, and if there is no reversal, then it means that the mental will is independent of time, or even something between being and not being......

The most important thing is to prove that his rebirth is different and seems to have a deep meaning.

"Are you ready? Don't resist, or it will affect the effect. ”

No longer thinking about those meaningless things, the black-haired cultivator stretched out his scabbard, pointed at the white-haired cultivator in front of him and asked, the scabbard was flowing with a hazy twisted luster, as if there were pictures and scenes that were not reflected, but could not be remembered.

"Hurry up. ”

Cang Shaobai urged impatiently, "What's long-winded, as long as it can cure me, anything can be done." ”

"Good. ”

Nodding slightly, Mei Changsheng said solemnly, and then, the hazy light froze everything.

In this small room, the world is reversed, and time is reversed. (To be continued.) )