Chapter 44 Endless Reincarnation (End of Volume 21)

At this moment, Jing Chen not only found that he could not disconnect the connection between the divine consciousness and the crystal, but also the devouring speed of Jing Chen's divine consciousness on the crystal was obviously getting faster and faster. In the end, Jing Chen actually had a feeling of dizziness. This feeling made Jing Chen's head a little dizzy, and the Venus was in front of him. However, Jing Chen did not Panic, because Jing Chen knew that if he panicked at this time, everything would be over.

Jing Chen, who has experienced countless big scenes, naturally understands how to deal with it in the most critical time. Obviously, this moment is the most critical moment faced by Jing Chen. Divine consciousness can be said to be the foundation of a person with a divine character. Its importance is similar to the soul of mortals, but it is just a more horizontal thing. It comes from the divine style, which can not only help a divine mansion to detect danger, but also convey the will of the divine mansion.

With the passage of time, Jing Chen's consciousness began to blur, and what Jing Chen did not see was that the whole temple was trembling and trembling violently. This world that had lost its master and had already begun to collapse, as if it had come to the end.

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"The patriarch, the elder... The elder blew himself up!" The third elder finally escaped back to the residence of the sand demon clan and said to the sand demon clan chief who was commanding the desert people to leave the temple. His voice was a little whimpering. When the sand demon clan chief turned his head and looked at the three elders of the sand demon clan with a surprised face, the third elders actually cried and lay on the ground as if he had lost something. The masonry floor was wet with the tears of the three elders.

"What are you talking about?! What did you say? The elder..." The chief of the sand demon clan quickly stepped forward and instantly picked up the three elders from the ground. His huge palm grabbed the arms of the three elders. Even the dark skin of the three elders was caught by the dark black marks by the patriarch. Neither of them noticed it. The three elders cried while The Shamo patriarch described the situation at that time, and the Shamo patriarch just held the three elders and listened to him.

At the moment when the voice of the three elders fell, the burly body of the sand demon patriarch was also shaken. It is no exaggeration to say that the elder of the sand demon clan has already become the soul pillar of the current sand demon clan. Whether it is the sand demon patriarch, or the three elders who are crying for a long time, or even all the sand The Mo people all regard the elder as the spiritual leader, and for so many years, the elder, who was very powerful in those years, has also dedicated everything to the whole ethnic group.

At this moment, the chief of the sand demon clan was really unacceptable. Just as the whole tribe of the sand demon clan was about to leave this ghost place, the elder actually left, leaving the ethnic group he had worked for all his life, and left all of them. Not only was the three elders who were taken in the hands of the sand demon clan at this moment, but also the sand demon clan. I can't accept such a cruel reality.

"Humph!" The sand demon patriarch suddenly snorted coldly and rushed to the direction of the three elders. His eyes flashed with a breathtaking red light. Obviously, he wanted to find Jing Chen for revenge. If it hadn't been for Jing Chen's appearance, how could the old man Shamo would have fallen? If it hadn't been for Jing Chen's appearance...

"No, patriarch!" The third elder didn't know where the strength came from. He, who was kneeling on the ground, rushed up in an instant and hugged the legs of the Shamo patriarch. His legs were hugged. Although the patriarch Shamo didn't fall down, his speed still dropped.

Lowering his head, the Shamo patriarch looked at the three elders who were hugging his legs and asked sharply, "What do you want to do? Why stop me? Let me go!" Let me avenge the elder and let me go!" As he spoke, the legs of the Shamo patriarch kept struggling, but the three elders seemed to have abandoned their lives and hugged the legs of the Shamo patriarch.

"The patriarch, no, the elder has left. You can't go, otherwise the death of the elder will be meaningless. The Shamo clan has lost the elder, and they can't lose you!" Perhaps it was broken by the struggling legs of the sand demon patriarch, or for other reasons. As the third elder spoke, dark red blood flowed from his mouth. Even so, he still did not mean to let go, but still hugged the legs of the sand demon patriarch so hard.

"You... alas..." He pointed to the three elders. As the head of the clan, he naturally knew what should be done and what should not be done. However, looking at himself and the great elders of the whole sand demon clan died in the hands of Jingchen, how could the chief of the sand demon clan be rational?

"Psage, the sand demon clan can't live without you! When we return to our hometown and have the strength, we will definitely kill back to the continent where human beings live. At that time, tens of millions of our people will definitely avenge the elders!" As the third elder spoke, blood spewed out of his mouth, and many of them splashed on the head of the Shamo clan.

"Revenge?" The calmed Shamo patriarch smiled bitterly. Like the elder, he had experienced the slaughter of the Shamo Island by the strong human beings. He had also seen with his own eyes the horror of those human strong and the tragic situation on the Shamo Island after the human strong left. He naturally understood in his heart that even if the Shamo clan existed and developed for tens of thousands of years, He can't stand the slaughter of the strong human beings in those years. He, or the current sand demon clan, has any qualifications to challenge human beings.

Needless to say, the strongest ethnic group human beings on the original continent, even those with hundreds of thousands or even millions of people, such as the elves and dwarves, can't compare with the sand demon clan, let alone the hatred of the slaughter that shook the foundation of human beings.

"Get up, let's get out of here." The calmed sand demon patriarch pulled up the three elders who were still holding his legs and walked towards the silver shining portal. This is a portal left by the elder when he left the sand demon island. This portal is one-way, that is to say, the sand demon clan in this world can board the sand demon island, but they can't come back. It is also to prevent the strong human beings from finding the portal through the breath of space and coming to this world to completely destroy the sand demon clan.

After a while, the silver light flashed, and the figures of the Shamo patriarch and the three elders disappeared into the temple, and the portal completely collapsed after the two entered. If it hadn't been for the strong magic fluctuations of space in the surrounding air, no one could have guessed that there was once been a portal here.

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"Boom!"

The huge and incredible pain burst out from the depths of Jingchen's soul. Originally, Jingchen's soul had merged with Rahill's divine form, and it had been able to produce divine consciousness. Theoretically, Jingchen had no soul, but at this moment, Jingchen really felt the pain from the soul, a kind of heartbreaking. The pain of the lungs, a kind of pain that even Jing Chen couldn't help trembling all over, was not only beyond Jing Chen's cognition, but also completely beyond Jing Chen's imagination.

If someone told Jing Chen before that there was such a kind of pain in the world that made him want to commit suicide, Jing Chen thought that the other party was crazy at most. Unfortunately, now Jing Chen finally understood that there was really a kind of pain in the world. It makes me feel like I'm going crazy.

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In a strange space, this is an endless primitive forest. Strangely, there is no roar of warcraft in the whole primitive forest, as if there are only plants here but no warcrafts, or there is no other life here except plants.

No, I can't say no, because a man in a black shabby robe is sitting on a bluestone. Strictly speaking, this creature should not be a living creature. He may be more like a skeleton, or a necromancer.

However, there is no necromancer that can emit as terrible life energy fluctuations as this strong man. In such a strange scene, ordinary people may have nothing to see. If people who are proficient in the divine power of life can see it, they may be surprised and speechless.

Because they will find that this kind of life energy that gives a strong impact is not the divine power of the life system at all, but a terrible divine power that they can't understand and can't understand. This divine power does not belong to any known mansion at all. Even in history, there is only one person, or a divine mansion can Master, that is the power of creation. Yes, the terrible fluctuation of the divine power of life on this black-robed person is the power of creation.

From ancient times to the present, there is only one divine mansion that can have the power of creation, and the name of this mysterious person in black robe is also about to come out - the god of creation. In the endless years, there are countless mansions that have appeared on the whole continent. They have mastered different divine powers, and some can even master mixed divine powers, such as The Lord of Time and Space can only master the power of creation from beginning to end, but only the god of creation.

In ancient times, some people even speculated that the Creator God was not the residence born on this continent, but who can make it clear about the Supreme God? Even if the Creator God is not the residence of this world, no one knows how he came to this world.

"The lucky little guy can actually find this artifact, but it's okay. This artifact is suitable for him, but I don't know if this little guy is qualified to take it away." The Creator God muttered, and there seemed to be a trace of expectation in his words.

A wave of tearing from the soul came. Jing Chen was still a little uncomfortable at first, but with the passage of time, although this tearing feeling did not weaken, Jing Chen did not feel as painful as at the beginning.

However, Jing Chen did not have a trace of joy, because he could clearly feel that the pain that seemed to tear his soul at any time had not disappeared, or even a trace of weakening. It was just that his soul had adapted to this pain, and Jing Chen also tried to turn his attention to another place. For example, to think about how to become a god and how to become a real mansion.

Originally, Jing Chen came to the backbone of this god again to find the answer to this question. Unfortunately, when Jing Chen entered this mysterious space again, there was nothing in the same way he had entered, so Jing Chen also knew that he was in vain this time. Although no one could ask, Jing Chen will not give up easily. He has to rely on himself and can only think about how to achieve the position of the mansion.

Root Rios said in those years that the process of becoming a god should be very mysterious. Just like in those years, the tree of his own world became a god. Even Jingchen did not understand why the split of the world tree became the position of the divine mansion. I think of those who rely on themselves. If you have become a god, you should be similar to yourself. You don't know how you have achieved the position of the mansion.

And there is another special thing about Terry, the split of the tree of the world, that is, its essence is not a real mortal, but Jing Chen can't imagine what means did the Creator God use to make Tyreon, who was originally the mansion, become the tree of the world, can enjoy the baptism of the power of the rules again. It is no wonder. Oss will say that in this world, only the Creator may be able to explain why mortals can become gods.

Although the pain from the soul has not stopped, Jing Chen has entered a wonderful state. In this state, Jing Chen not only forgets the pain from the soul, but also forgets everything. At this moment, Jing Chen has devoted all his energy to the study of the road to becoming a god. In Jing Chen's opinion, it is easier for him to study the road to become a god than others, because he has two examples that can be used as a reference.

"How on earth can you become a god?"

Even Jing Chen himself doesn't know how many days and nights he has thought about. From the beginning, he can completely suppress the pain from the soul, to the later he can only partially suppress the pain that seems to tear his soul. Now Jing Chen has to interrupt his thoughts again and again to moan, even shout, powerless. Shout.

However, if someone sees Jing Chen, he will find that the breath of Jing Chen is getting stronger and stronger, as if there is an invisible energy constantly injected into Jing Chen's body. Although this energy is invisible and untouchable, Jing Chen's strength can explain everything.

"Ah..."

The severe pain made Jing Chen can't help shouting. However, in this huge room, there is nothing but a few corpses at this moment. However, the blood from those corpses does not have any tendency to dry up. If it hadn't been for the energy fluctuations in Jing Chen's body, it would even make people feel that Well, everything around here just happened yesterday.

"No! I... can't give up!"

bursts of sharp pain invaded Jing Chen's soul. At this moment, countless pictures flashed in front of Jing Chen's eyes.

From when I was a child, I went out to practice some shallow fists and feet with my father every day, and then I slept in a dream for three years. It can be said that those three years were the first turning point in Jing Chen's life. Without those three years of coma, Jing Chen could not open his split in the secret world of dragon blood. If he could not open the split, there would be no back. To open the power of blood, the trip to the Temple of the Earth Watcher, and a series of experiences.

Of course, among these experiences, the most unforgettable thing in the capital is to meet three women. From Yue Yanran, who I met at first, to Ling Xue, who contributed her life to protect Jingchen and others, to Qiong'er, who made Jing Chen taste the forbidden fruit for the first time, the weight of the three women in Jing Chen's heart is not low, but all the time Since then, Jing Chen only has practiced in his mind. Even Yue Yanran, who has been living in the dream world, rarely sees the shadow of Jing Chen.

At this moment, Jing Chen suddenly felt that he seemed to have missed a lot of things. Although Jing Chen's lifelong pursuit of practicing and becoming a strong man with most of the strong people, at this moment, Jing Chen suddenly felt that his life should not be limited to these, a period of past, constantly following the scene. Chen flashed in front of him, and Jing Chen seemed to return to his childhood, youth, youth...

The pictures that flashed in front of Jing Chen were also fragmented from the beginning to the end. Even Jing Chen was not sure whether he had returned to a certain point in the past, or whether all this was still just his own memory, and countless pictures overlapped, which made Jing Chen feel as if he was about to collapse. This feeling It is far more terrible than the pain in the soul. This kind of confusion of thinking even makes Jing Chen's nerves a little abnormal.

"Humph!"

Jing Chen snorted, and a green life power gushed out of Jing Chen's body. In an instant, it wrapped the crystal that had already bright light, and the crystal seemed to want to struggle. Unfortunately, after all, it could not resist the turquoise magic power. Finally, the crystal gradually calmed down, and Jing Chen's body was crooked, but he lay down next to the stone platform.