v2 Chapter 653： 17,000 years
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The priority of immortality and immortality is above everything else, above any known and unknown, and it is naturally no problem.
Bai Donglin, who was in the "observer state", clearly sensed the disappearing clones, the number of which was rapidly decreasing, and a hundred disappeared in just an instant.
Without the slightest hesitation, he was instantly revived in Ani Wujian under his thoughts.
Boom!
"Roar! Kill! Kill—"
shhh-
Endless pitch-black spikes fill every inch of space, and in the cracks, there are many dazzling figures standing proudly, some as big as a galaxy, or as small as a mustard seed, all shrouded in phantoms like golden flames, fighting frantically. .
Kill until the will is crazy, fight until the blood boils.
Every moment, countless spikes were smashed, and there were also brilliant figures pierced, stuck in nothingness, and the blood of the source flowed down, like a river pouring backwards.
"Humph! Presumptuous!!"
Bai Donglin saw all this, and anger rose in the depths of his pupils. The flow of time in Ani Wujian was too strange, fast and slow. Through the memory synchronization of the clone, he already understood that the loss of the human race was not small.
"Supernatural realm! Expand—"
hum!
Visible to the naked eye, a transparent ripple whizzed past, and in just an instant, it stretched out tens of billions of light-years, and the huge pitch-black vortex was directly shrouded in it. In contrast, it was as small as dust.
"broken!"
Bai Donglin's eyes were awe-inspiring, and he clenched his palms fiercely. The countless pitch-black spikes, including the vortex body extending out of them, began to collapse and shrink under the pressure of the boundless force, and were directly squeezed into a pitch-black plane. fall into a two-dimensional state.
The clenched fist trembled slightly, and his will was agitated. Bai Donglin wanted to squeeze it into a one-dimensional line, or even a bit of zero-dimensional, but found that he couldn't do it. A terrifying force is resisting his will.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
The human race master, who was in madness, did not find any changes in the outside world for the first time, and still stirred the origin, the mighty magical powers, ancient artifacts, and continuous bombardment in nothingness.
"Kill, kill... uh!"
After a while, the scarlet in the eyes of the masters faded away, their wills regained a trace of clarity, their figures froze, and they looked around in amazement.
"This is……"
Everyone looked back, only to see Bai Donglin with indifferent eyes, standing above the void with positive and negative hands.
"Master of Chaos!!"
"East!"
"Bai, Lord Bai! You are finally here, you are saved, we are saved..."
The moment Bai Donglin appeared, the terrifying pitch-black vortex was settled. The mysterious Bai Donglin immediately brought them unlimited confidence. The long tense mind was relieved, and his eyes couldn't help showing exhaustion.
Although Bai Donglin constantly replenished the source and life essence of their consumption, the continuous battle for a long time still exhausted their mental will.
When Bai Donglin saw this, although he already knew everything under the synchronization of his memory, he still pretended not to know, and slowly asked, "How long have you been in this ghost place?"
"Reporting to my lord, it has been 17,000 and eighty-seven days since I sent you a request for help!"
Seventeen thousand years!
These masters have been fighting for so long without rest, and they have not broken their will, which is already very valuable.
Bai Donglin's mouth moved slightly, his expression was a little complicated, and he said softly:
"Everyone, you've worked hard."
"You can rest, don't worry, I have everything!"
The words were firm, containing extremely strong self-confidence, causing everyone to move slightly and nodded involuntarily.
Bai Donglin raised his hand and waved, and a piece of crystal white light swept across, and the rulers of the human race were all taken into the Eternal Light Realm.
"Unfortunately, it's still a little late."
Hundreds of avatars are destroyed and can be resurrected at any time without consumption, which is not a loss.
But there are more than 40 human race masters, but they stay here forever. This is the biggest battle loss since human race history records.
He was moving fast enough.
But Abi Wujian is so strange, everyone was pulled into this place at the beginning, a few days have passed, and the outside world is the time of five breaths. This ratio is not exaggerated.
But when the avatar escaped from extinction, it was only a moment later, and it was 17,000 years after the arrival of the deity.
It can be seen that the time flow rate here is not constant and changes at any time.
"Without bystanders, I can do whatever I want."
Bai Donglin's eyes were awe-inspiring, looking down, his strength must not let Muhe notice, Abi Wuji avoided Muhe's line of sight, and put the masters such as Ziwei Daozhu into the eternal light realm, one of the purposes is to prevent Information disclosure.
boom! Boom!
The pitch-black plane that was pressed into a two-dimensional shape made a muffled sound, and some bulges appeared in the center of it. Upon closer inspection, they were actually fist marks.
"The ancestor of the evil god..."
boom! click-
The plane shattered to open a gap, and a gleaming white arm was pierced out, and a scarlet bracelet that was on the verge of shattering was tightly bound on top of his wrist.
hoo hoo hoo!
In the complicated and strange roaring sound, two arms grabbed the edge of the crack and ripped it to both sides. Then, a figure jumped out of the two-dimensional plane.
The scarlet chains that suppressed the ancestors of the Heretic God had all shattered, leaving only the broken rings on the limbs and neck, and the talisman paper tightly attached to the chest, and only a corner was left.
It can be said that the First Ancestor of the Heretic God has almost got rid of the ban, and some residual talismans can only slightly suppress its power, but cannot restrict its actions.
Bai Donglin, who has synchronized the memory of the clone, naturally knows what happened in the seventeen thousand years, and also saw how the first ancestor of the evil **** broke the seal step by step.
The vortex formed by the condensed black mist and the thorns that attack terror are indelible. The human race masters are not opponents at all. The reason why they have persisted for so long without being completely destroyed is not because they are strong, nor because they have clones. Auxiliary, all the evil **** ancestors are doing ghosts.
Breaking the seal requires the blood of the origin of the masters, and the ancestors of the evil gods discovered that these masters have a strong recovery ability, so they started the method of "raising bears and extracting bile".
Surrounded without killing, always taking blood.
The sovereigns are not fools, they naturally understand this point. The strong-tempered sovereign wants to commit suicide and does not want the Heretic God ancestor to achieve his goal, but they are all persuaded by Bai Donglin's clone.
But there are still masters who can't stand such torture, or don't believe that Bai Donglin's support is capable of solving the first ancestor of the evil god, so...
The master of death, most of them self-destruct.
Pain, despair, hope, fighting Being blood-taken, watching the first ancestor of the evil **** break a little bit, plus worry about the future of the human race.
These seventeen thousand years are really hard to endure!
"Bastard! Dare to insult my human race like this..."
Bai Donglin frowned, looking down, the ancestor of the evil **** felt, slowly raised his head, his eyes trembled slightly, and finally slowly opened his closed eyes.
The extreme darkness, indescribable evil, distortion and deformity, turned into countless tiny pupils, densely packed, filling the eye sockets.
"The first ancestor of the Heretic God, isn't it? It's not good to hide in the garbage of the years, and try every means to come out. It's very good. You want to die now, but it's difficult."
"Hmph! I just tried your hand. Since the breakthrough, there has been no enemy in World War I. My hand is so itchy!"
The corners of Bai Donglin's mouth rose, his eyes were bright and dangerous, and a trace of vicious aura escaped.
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The priority of immortality and immortality is above everything else, above any known and unknown, and it is naturally no problem.
Bai Donglin, who was in the "observer state", clearly sensed the disappearing clones, the number of which was rapidly decreasing, and a hundred disappeared in just an instant.
Without the slightest hesitation, he was instantly revived in Ani Wujian under his thoughts.
Boom!
"Roar! Kill! Kill—"
shhh-
Endless pitch-black spikes fill every inch of space, and in the cracks, there are many dazzling figures standing proudly, some as big as a galaxy, or as small as a mustard seed, all shrouded in phantoms like golden flames, fighting frantically. .
Kill until the will is crazy, fight until the blood boils.
Every moment, countless spikes were smashed, and there were also brilliant figures pierced, stuck in nothingness, and the blood of the source flowed down, like a river pouring backwards.
"Humph! Presumptuous!!"
Bai Donglin saw all this, and anger rose in the depths of his pupils. The flow of time in Ani Wujian was too strange, fast and slow. Through the memory synchronization of the clone, he already understood that the loss of the human race was not small.
"Supernatural realm! Expand—"
hum!
Visible to the naked eye, a transparent ripple whizzed past, and in just an instant, it stretched out tens of billions of light-years, and the huge pitch-black vortex was directly shrouded in it. In contrast, it was as small as dust.
"broken!"
Bai Donglin's eyes were awe-inspiring, and he clenched his palms fiercely. The countless pitch-black spikes, including the vortex body extending out of them, began to collapse and shrink under the pressure of the boundless force, and were directly squeezed into a pitch-black plane. fall into a two-dimensional state.
The clenched fist trembled slightly, and his will was agitated. Bai Donglin wanted to squeeze it into a one-dimensional line, or even a bit of zero-dimensional, but found that he couldn't do it. A terrifying force is resisting his will.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
The human race master, who was in madness, did not find any changes in the outside world for the first time, and still stirred the origin, the mighty magical powers, ancient artifacts, and continuous bombardment in nothingness.
"Kill, kill... uh!"
After a while, the scarlet in the eyes of the masters faded away, their wills regained a trace of clarity, their figures froze, and they looked around in amazement.
"This is……"
Everyone looked back, only to see Bai Donglin with indifferent eyes, standing above the void with positive and negative hands.
"Master of Chaos!!"
"East!"
"Bai, Lord Bai! You are finally here, you are saved, we are saved..."
The moment Bai Donglin appeared, the terrifying pitch-black vortex was settled. The mysterious Bai Donglin immediately brought them unlimited confidence. The long tense mind was relieved, and his eyes couldn't help showing exhaustion.
Although Bai Donglin constantly replenished the source and life essence of their consumption, the continuous battle for a long time still exhausted their mental will.
When Bai Donglin saw this, although he already knew everything under the synchronization of his memory, he still pretended not to know, and slowly asked, "How long have you been in this ghost place?"
"Reporting to my lord, it has been 17,000 and eighty-seven days since I sent you a request for help!"
Seventeen thousand years!
These masters have been fighting for so long without rest, and they have not broken their will, which is already very valuable.
Bai Donglin's mouth moved slightly, his expression was a little complicated, and he said softly:
"Everyone, you've worked hard."
"You can rest, don't worry, I have everything!"
The words were firm, containing extremely strong self-confidence, causing everyone to move slightly and nodded involuntarily.
Bai Donglin raised his hand and waved, and a piece of crystal white light swept across, and the rulers of the human race were all taken into the Eternal Light Realm.
"Unfortunately, it's still a little late."
Hundreds of avatars are destroyed and can be resurrected at any time without consumption, which is not a loss.
But there are more than 40 human race masters, but they stay here forever. This is the biggest battle loss since human race history records.
He was moving fast enough.
But Abi Wujian is so strange, everyone was pulled into this place at the beginning, a few days have passed, and the outside world is the time of five breaths. This ratio is not exaggerated.
But when the avatar escaped from extinction, it was only a moment later, and it was 17,000 years after the arrival of the deity.
It can be seen that the time flow rate here is not constant and changes at any time.
"Without bystanders, I can do whatever I want."
Bai Donglin's eyes were awe-inspiring, looking down, his strength must not let Muhe notice, Abi Wuji avoided Muhe's line of sight, and put the masters such as Ziwei Daozhu into the eternal light realm, one of the purposes is to prevent Information disclosure.
boom! Boom!
The pitch-black plane that was pressed into a two-dimensional shape made a muffled sound, and some bulges appeared in the center of it. Upon closer inspection, they were actually fist marks.
"The ancestor of the evil god..."
boom! click-
The plane shattered to open a gap, and a gleaming white arm was pierced out, and a scarlet bracelet that was on the verge of shattering was tightly bound on top of his wrist.
hoo hoo hoo!
In the complicated and strange roaring sound, two arms grabbed the edge of the crack and ripped it to both sides. Then, a figure jumped out of the two-dimensional plane.
The scarlet chains that suppressed the ancestors of the Heretic God had all shattered, leaving only the broken rings on the limbs and neck, and the talisman paper tightly attached to the chest, and only a corner was left.
It can be said that the First Ancestor of the Heretic God has almost got rid of the ban, and some residual talismans can only slightly suppress its power, but cannot restrict its actions.
Bai Donglin, who has synchronized the memory of the clone, naturally knows what happened in the seventeen thousand years, and also saw how the first ancestor of the evil **** broke the seal step by step.
The vortex formed by the condensed black mist and the thorns that attack terror are indelible. The human race masters are not opponents at all. The reason why they have persisted for so long without being completely destroyed is not because they are strong, nor because they have clones. Auxiliary, all the evil **** ancestors are doing ghosts.
Breaking the seal requires the blood of the origin of the masters, and the ancestors of the evil gods discovered that these masters have a strong recovery ability, so they started the method of "raising bears and extracting bile".
Surrounded without killing, always taking blood.
The sovereigns are not fools, they naturally understand this point. The strong-tempered sovereign wants to commit suicide and does not want the Heretic God ancestor to achieve his goal, but they are all persuaded by Bai Donglin's clone.
But there are still masters who can't stand such torture, or don't believe that Bai Donglin's support is capable of solving the first ancestor of the evil god, so...
The master of death, most of them self-destruct.
Pain, despair, hope, fighting Being blood-taken, watching the first ancestor of the evil **** break a little bit, plus worry about the future of the human race.
These seventeen thousand years are really hard to endure!
"Bastard! Dare to insult my human race like this..."
Bai Donglin frowned, looking down, the ancestor of the evil **** felt, slowly raised his head, his eyes trembled slightly, and finally slowly opened his closed eyes.
The extreme darkness, indescribable evil, distortion and deformity, turned into countless tiny pupils, densely packed, filling the eye sockets.
"The first ancestor of the Heretic God, isn't it? It's not good to hide in the garbage of the years, and try every means to come out. It's very good. You want to die now, but it's difficult."
"Hmph! I just tried your hand. Since the breakthrough, there has been no enemy in World War I. My hand is so itchy!"
The corners of Bai Donglin's mouth rose, his eyes were bright and dangerous, and a trace of vicious aura escaped.
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