Chapter 1365 Death Is Just the Beginning of Immortality (Part 1)

"a perfect world".

The weather in the small world has changed to "sunset dusk".

The strange big tree, "White Crow" suddenly looked in a certain direction.

If "it" is not mistaken, it is the direction of the huge gate.

It didn't take long, and suddenly, on the darkest side of the strange big tree, those beautiful and moving colored barks gradually formed a face, and finally a giant more than ten meters tall walked out of it silently.

I saw that this was a little giant with no hair.

The color of the skin was that of the Hulk, but far older and more weathered.

The muscle lines seem to have aged a lot, but there is still a powerful temperament, and because of this, it adds a kind of fierce spirit that is old and not old.

This is another advanced intelligent life. But it was an old life.

After all, among advanced intelligent beings, apart from lovers of "heavy taste", there are no elderly people at all.

By the way, there is another possibility: dead people. dead.

The old man walked under the big tree and opened his eyes, but it was a pair of young eyes. There are two clusters of vitality in the glasses that are instantly active and infinitely bright, followed by each second, the vitality in the light is endless and colorful.

But the eyes in it expressed endless oldness.

It's like a life that has been dead for countless years is resurrected, and it comes to the world it gave up long ago, the real world.

This is not the happy resurrection of the dead that carbon-based monkeys imagined.

It is a thing that low-level intelligent life and high-level intelligent life are the same and extremely disgusting.

You must know that there is nothing that makes a dead person hate him more than disturbing him.

Because you interfere with the first element of the opponent. It's definitely not that you think you are right and want to resurrect him and enjoy this colorful world again.

Instead, he pulled the other party out of the quiet world he was so obsessed with.

This is like throwing a quiet nerd into a nightclub where deaf people can feel the "sound".

And if the nightclub queen doesn't wear makeup, Sister Feng can still look at each other with a smile...

And at least a million times stronger.

This is based on a fact that the living will not understand and always avoid: real death is actually far sweeter than living, sweeter and infinitely sweeter.

"White Crow" saw the old man, and his eyes became more melancholy, but he didn't speak.

In the breath of several ordinary humans, the old man has been covered by a bright red flower. Including only a few strands of old silver-white hair on the top of the head, brilliant red flowers bloomed.

In just a few breaths, the old man's temperament has changed greatly, turning into a rather "wonderful" old man.

The old man looked in the direction that "White Crow" had just looked at, and was silent for a moment and said:

"The 'Wind and Rain Swordsman' from the higher universe, the Lord's sword bearer, failed in this lifeless kingdom of the dead. Could it be that the legendary 'Corpse Admiral' appeared in this small universe? Stars' plundering the creatures of the multiverse?"

The words of the old man are extremely old.

The look and expression are also like the dead of the dead, completely expressionless.

So let it talk. But it seems to be emitted by a dead person, and the whole person has no manifestation of normal life at all. Completely indifferent.

"White Crow" didn't say a word, staying on the branch of the strange tree just like it had done for thousands of years.

A taller person stepped out of the tree, and a huge shadow came with the voice: "I really didn't expect that the blasphemer could make the 'cosmic wind and rain walker' go to the final death. A long time ago, I wanted to defeat the 'storm and wind'. For exhaustion."

I saw that this is a giant fifteen-meter-tall man, the focus of his body is the strength of his muscles, no matter which universe he is in, he is famous at the level of the universe.

He was also naked. If the sleeping cannon under the crotch is seen by the carbon-based monkey, it must be——leaving the heaviest shadow in life.

Oh~~Someone has been hurt forever, so from now on, the transsexual business will be opened and flourished~

The giant man took a few steps forward, so huge and strong, yet extremely light and silent.

He walked up to the old man, but did not pass him, apparently fast asleep. Or die for countless countless years, he still remembers: don't forget to show humility to the leader; because power is as useful to the dead.

Like his stature, he has a perfectly masculine face that fits most males in the multiverse. Using the description vocabulary of the carbon-based monkey's Chinese world, there are two beautiful and moving idioms that are absolutely unmistakable:

A broad face with a snub nose and a domineering face.

It's just sleeping or "death" for countless countless years, resulting in this face and this person, no matter how domineering and aggressive "before they were alive", they are full of energy; their behavior is ambitious, exuding a domineering aura...

In short, the absolute tiger's body was shocked, and ants kneeled and licked immediately.

It's an absolutely regrettable, utterly lifeless, "dead-faced" situation these days.

It's really sad, is it better than this condition, is it also a dead person whose soul is completely dead?

Has the dominance of the past completely become the material of forgotten memories and street stall literature?

The old man also remained silent like a "white crow".

Afterwards, dozens of + advanced intelligent life came out of this big tree one after another.

The strength is all from the half-step great sage who He Ming must have seen how fast he must have escaped.

And the old man and the "big man" closest to him, but... it shouldn't be a half-step great sage, but a further strength.

Although the power quality of the two is not even comparable to the unruly and slightly stronger super monkey in the home of carbon-based monkeys on the streets of prosperous cities today. To use the saying that the star people (people from the local planet) are extremely envious and jealous, and their mouths are twisted when they ask: Little Superman is also true.

To understand it further, it is a little superman who can't wait to kill him with a knife; it is a super beast that pursues mating activities all day long.

The old man sighed and said, "Are you going to fight or are you going to fight? It is impossible for the spiritually dead to fight against the powerful living. You are completely old. You are still dead."

The "giant man" also sighed slightly, although it would never do any behavior that tended to be weak "in its lifetime".

The other "half-step sage" level powerhouses were also silent. Or, it is completely dead, and even the most basic mind is completely lost in the eternal sleep that is equal to death.

Among the real deaths in the multiverse, especially for the super powerful, death is a thing that is gradually forgotten.

What you have experienced must be in the result of waiting for the ultimate natural death, such as in the spiritual sea, like a dream, and experience everything backwards, most of the memories. ——This is also the reason why Linghai is so fascinating.

And ultimately death.

Come like a blank sheet of paper, leave like a blank sheet of paper.

In the end, this white paper burns, but the black dust will be in another new era of the multiverse...

Rebirth.

--Maybe. After all, no one, "god", "demon", or "holy" can confirm it.

The old man continued: "The 'cosmic swordsman' who has the most spiritual vitality among us and retains most of his past strength will carry out the final decisive counterattack with the Lord's sword. This world is about to be completely destroyed. We will make a big leap to the world of the dead. "

After finishing speaking, the old man walked towards the strange big tree, which seemed to dissolve into water. The moment the old man entered the strange tree, it let out a slight sigh of joy.

Including the giant man, he also came out for a very short time, and then went back again.

All the superpowers had just disappeared, and the "White Crow" began to sing again, this time it was a very long and famous ancient poem of the high universe.

Just equal to the "ah~~" of human beings, more than ten thousand long poems are needed.

And when "White Crow" sang hundreds of lines, this "perfect world" completely disappeared from the "core area" of the Southern Labyrinth. It's like it never existed.

There is almost no trace of energy in the way of leaving, and it is cleaner than thought.

The carbon-based monkeys that are equal to the earth can walk on the water surface, and there is no trace on the water surface... It's fucking incredible.

...

"Snapped!"

"call!"

"Life is sweet, life is lovely. Sing to wine, never forget this moment."

"Love ends in water, love ends in ashes. The golden moth loves, even if it dies, there is no regret."

Another puff of smoke spewed out, and He Ming smiled so much that his eyebrows were dancing. He held the smoke between his fingers and continued to talk to himself: "I am so fucking talented, and the ancient masterpieces are casually written, one, two, three, four , is fucking wonderful."

But half of the cigarette hadn't finished burning yet, a sword light soaring to the sky, wrapped in pale white with an inconceivably boundless domineering arrogance, rose from under He Ming's eyelids with a "bang".

At the same time, before hitting He Ming, He Ming instinctively felt the strong crisis of "serious injury" for the first time, so he used super speed to dodge in advance with a "swish".

The instant danger caused He Ming to break out in a cold sweat. At the same time, the source of inspiration in his left hand, the top quality cigarettes worth thousands of RMB, disappeared instantly.

Continuing to the back, while dodging in the northwest direction, He Ming's eyes widened. He couldn't believe that this sword light came from the "little golden man!"

"Ahhh!"

The "little golden man" let out an extremely terrifying roar, and at the same time, his expression was extremely terrifying and evil.

All, all horror and evil is concentrated in this moment.

It's just for... screaming?

Because a sword light actually opened up from the middle of its body, and it became bigger and bigger in an instant.

He Ming knew the power of this sword light, because just after the "little golden man" came out, it expanded crazily, causing this kind of sword light to soar into the sky in a few moments, omnipresent and indestructible.

He Ming retreated rapidly, and at the same time, the solar power was released crazily, but he almost popped his eyes again:

For the first time, it was his turn to turn his solar power into tofu.

What happened?

Sao years.

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