Douluo: The Legendary Hegemony of Douluo

"Uh, uh, scumbag..."

After struggling for a while, Baidi finally knelt down in front of Chen Xiu powerlessly.

And dedicated his forehead to him, calling him, "Master."

The corner of Chen Xiu's mouth rose, "It was a little smoother than I expected."

Bai Di, oh no, the white tiger's divine power has been exhausted, and this body does not have those god-given things of his own body.

So now the white tiger's spirit power is only at level ninety-five.

Then, there was a loud noise in the whole space, it seemed to be moved by someone, and it seemed to be opened by someone.

In short, everything seems to be starting to be different.

Chen Xiu could feel the changes here most clearly, because they had already entered the heavenly space.

That's right, the entire small world with entities has been transformed by the heavens!

This is exactly what Chen Xiu imagined, but he didn't expect him to take a slanted sword and really realize this trick!

Let the heavenly space have entities, which can store real objects, and let living people enter it!

I saw Chen Xiu slowly opened her arms, and the swastika mark on her forehead was completely revealed!

He can easily feel every corner of this world, and he can control the creation and destruction of this world at his fingertips.

Because this is his territory.

And even if Chen Xiu destroys this place and remodels it, it still has the same amount of entities, and this will not change.

This is what is called, civilizations grow and expand, but the total amount of matter in the universe remains the same.

I saw that Chen Xiu cleared everyone out with a single thought, and only one person stayed here.

Ghost mother, smiling beauty.

"Interesting stuff, I can feel a real emotion, is this your new trick?"

Hearing the ghost mother's words, Chen Xiu flew up from the ground without making a sound.

Looking down from the highest point, the entire heaven space is not in a completely real state, but partly real and partly illusory.

For example, within the small world of Baidi City, everything is real.

Chen Xiu can use it to store objects, and you can also lock living people in it.

But once it goes out of this range, everything around it will return to falsehood, and everything is a derivative of spiritual power.

And the ghost mother can't set foot on this real land, because she is just a soul.

Chen Xiu cleaned up all the sundries in one thought, and all the ruins and damage of various buildings disappeared in an instant.

After that, Chen Xiu started his biggest goal of this trip.

The treasure house of Baidi City!

With Chen Xiu waving her hand, countless individual soul bones shot up into the sky, all of which were stored in the Hall of Valor.

The local natives don't know how to fuse soul bones, and the accumulation of thousands of years has made Chen Xiu cheaper.

All kinds of spirit bones, fairy grasses, martial spirits, and spirit rings were all absorbed by Chen Xiu and thrown into the illusory territory.

Because the illusory world is infinite, Chen Xiu thinks he can be as big as he is, but the reality is not like this.

However, the illusory world cannot store soul bones, because soul bones are entities, not incorporeal like soul rings.

It is worth mentioning that the time flow rate of Baidi City has now assimilated with the time flow rate of Heavenly Court.

That is 1:365.

"Alright, it's time for me to go out. The harvest of Baidi City this time has indeed exceeded my expectations, especially the Realm Bead, which is like a fetish."

In this way, a thousand-year conspiracy came to an end, and likewise, it was also a farce.

If one evaluates Baidi and the national teacher at the same time, then they are not good people, they are calculating each other for their own needs, and killed countless people at the same time.

The national teacher may have a place to show his true feelings, but it is a pity that he eventually became unrecognizable under the ravages of the years.

Since he lived too long, he began to fear death, so he longed for the other half of the divine power.

Only in this way can his mortal life continue!

Perhaps Baidi's ambition was dozens of times greater than his, but it was still useless, he was still defeated by his arrogance.

Perhaps it would be the same for another person. As the strongest in the mainland, who can stand shoulder to shoulder with him?

Now that he is half-body, his soul power is catching up to level ninety-nine, so it can be said that he is only a step away from level one hundred!

Such a person has planned for thousands of years, endured loneliness and loneliness, even though he is a hero, he will surely end.

Maybe they are not good people, they are all fighting for their own interests, but what about Chen Xiu?

Why is he not?

Immortality is also his goal.

Bai Di's words were good. Even if the final result of the decision he made was failure, he would have no complaints or regrets.

...

Three days later, in the ruins of the Thunder Dragon Castle of the Blue Lightning Overlord Sect.

The place has been destroyed beyond recognition, the city walls have collapsed, and the mountain of corpses has long since disappeared.

Countless soul masters came here to hunt for treasures, destroy and plunder, but in the end they all returned in vain.

This result may have been doomed, because the Holy Spirit Cult has already ransacked this place.

In this way, as the last value here was squeezed dry, the accumulated corpses were also disposed of.

This place has really become a ruin, without any value, and will eventually be gradually forgotten in history.

Maybe thousands of years later, people will remember the legendary battle in which Yu Luomian, the Thunder God of War, ended with one death and three injuries.

But people don't remember why he fought. It was a forgotten family, something that was destined to disappear in the long river of history.

On the Zhenlong Peak in the distance, a woman is holding a newborn baby and looking at it.

A tear fell from the corner of her eye. Perhaps, from the very beginning, the existence of the family was wrong.

Why do people kill each other?

Why do people hurt each other?

Why do people have to suspect each other?

Isn't the existence of the family just to avoid these?

But why is the fact always contrary to what is expected?

In a group, there is always a conspirator who has a plot and a bigger plot on top of it.

"Father, maybe I've never called you that in my life, but I didn't expect that you would leave in such a way in the end."

"I'm sorry, Liu Erlong, the unfilial son, came back to see you..."

Liu Erlong stayed here for a long time, but it was still quiet besides the silence.

In the end she left, she left this place that made him love and hate, no, maybe only hate.

But now, she can't hate it anymore.

He couldn't hate the man who separated him and Yu Xiaogang, it had nothing to do with right or wrong, the deceased was great, Liu Erlong chose to respect.

...

The ruins of Thunder Dragon Fort, across half of the collapsed city wall, Ye Feng began to look around.

"Hey, it's still too late after all. I really don't have the ability to stop all of this, even though I have seen the day."

Before Ye Feng could continue to sigh, a crisp call suddenly came from behind.

"Hey, dead man, why did we come to this place? You, like those people, want to come here to pick up trash?"