The Original Seeker

"Do you want to pollute this world, or do you think I can't eat the Aquastar if you add ingredients?" Bai Mo looked at the actions of the Lord God a little bit puzzled. After all, destroying three worlds just to **** one world is a loss. Buying and selling.

He still didn't know at this time that the final task the main **** gave Wu Ming was to kill himself in exchange for the opportunity to formally inherit the main temple.

He just regarded the Lord God as an opponent who snatched the Aquastar from himself, rather than a life-and-death rival.

But as far as Wuming is concerned, as long as he can completely integrate the main temple, he can ascend to the sky in one step and become the supreme fairy **** figure. Not only can he have a life span of thousands of years, but he does not need to worry about the rebellion of his reincarnation every day.

In order to achieve this goal, let alone the three worlds, even if it is to sacrifice all the worlds in your hands, it is worth it.

Anyway, after becoming the main god, some time will accumulate again.

...

"The three worlds seem to be the end of the world, and the end of the world is actually only one word away from the aura recovery-order, order exists, the world will move towards the aura recovery, and if the human order does not exist, everything will go to the end... "

"In other words, it wants to compete with me for the direction of the world."

Bai Mo recalled the apocalyptic setting he had seen before, and slowly figured out the main god's intention.

"It seems interesting."

...

"Are you sure to use the A5, A6, and A7 worlds as sacrifices to launch the dream of the ancient gods?" In the control room of the main **** core, Wu Ming is making final preparations.

"Yes!"

"three."

"two."

"One."

"begin."

The tri-color smoke that wraps the periphery of Aqua Blue Star and is responsible for transmitting the energy and soul of the other three worlds to Aqua Blue Star suddenly begins to burst into bright light.

Everything began to annihilate, turning into a pure purple light.

The purple light diffused outward at the speed of light, and almost instantly, it enveloped the entire white ink.

Of the people in space, only Bai Mo reacted with Xu Xuan Ling, but Bai Mo was inside the purple light cage, and Xu Xuan Ling was outside the purple light cage.

"Will he fail too?" She looked at Bai Mo's direction uncertainly.

In the purple prison, Xu Xuanling asked if he was trapped, there would be no possibility of struggling. After all, he sacrificed everything in the entire three worlds in exchange for a terrifying seal.

Inside the purple cage, Bai Mo tried to punch at the border, and then got a very strange feeling.

Because he found that he didn't hit anything at all, but he couldn't get out with his fist.

"It's a bit like the end of the world."

Bai Mo immediately remembered that he actually had a similar ability, and he could force a space that looked like one centimeter into an actual distance of tens of kilometers.

No matter how you hit the punch, as long as the punch is not hit tens of kilometers away, it looks like you are stuck in place, unless you use a long-range attack and hit it over tens of thousands of meters.

Moreover, the purple prison was only the beginning. The purple light produced by the burning world was almost entirely focused on Bai Mo, causing him to constantly generate new ideas.

With his deduction ability, any idea can be used to make up a complete worldview.

"You can even make me daydream when I am awake?" Bai Mo was so curious about the purple light that he didn't even try to resist its invasion, but through direct contact to understand it. The truth.

"It should be some kind of Dream Dao technique, which can force people into dreams. If it can make people wake up in the dream, it can be considered a very powerful method."

As the purple light continued to invade, Bai Mo began to feel a little heavy in his spirit, with a powerful force trying to pull himself into the dream.

But because his size is really too large, this force that pulls him into a dream also seems to be a little powerless.

...

"Observe for another five minutes, as long as I can catch him in the dream, I still have a chance of victory!

Outside of the purple light, Wu Ming stared at the situation inside the purple cage.

The Dream of the Ancient God is considered his strongest hole card against the immortal-level powerhouse.

Forcibly pull the other party into the dream, if you never wake up again, it is best.

Even if it is really possible to wake up from the dream of the ancient gods, it is likely that it will be decades or even a hundred years later, and the intermediate process will at least gain enough time to escape.

...

"Come together... dream." While Wu Ming was still watching the purple cage, a faint voice suddenly appeared in his ears.

"how come?!"

...

"Bang bang bang!!!"

"Bang bang bang!!!"

"..."

Zhou Wentian, who had turned into a Tier 6 god, exploded in an all-round way, and the divine body broke apart completely, starting his own reincarnation calamity without a trace of defense.

"why?!"

"Obviously I haven't practiced, how come my body's strength will automatically follow along?!"

Unlike Zhou Wentian, who was already ready to die and had to gamble, although the ancient demon Zuma also obtained a technique that is said to be an immortal, he did not practice it immediately. He needed more time. To confirm everything about "Fairy Demon Fulong Gong".

Freedom is indeed very precious, but because of the pursuit of freedom, it is irresponsible for one's own life to practice strange things indiscriminately.

So he just memorized the Immortal Demon Fulong Gong and kept it for later study.

But Zuma never expected that this technique would still have spiritual pollution.

It was just a moment ago that the devil qi in his body began to wander involuntarily along the qi movement recorded in the Immortal Demon Fulong Art at this time.

"I—don’t—this time—breakthrough!!!"

Nothing is ready yet, even if it is psychologically prepared.

There was no trace of his own, proving that it had ever existed. Whether it was inheritance or offspring, suddenly he was about to embark on this path of no return with extremely high mortality. Zuma was full of unwillingness.

Who doesn't want to leave a trace of life.

Also caught off guard, there are other reincarnations who have obtained the secrets of ascending immortals.

I got such a cheat rashly ~www.readwn.com~ Even if I didn't start practicing immediately because of insurance considerations, I would definitely read it a few times first, or read through the full text, try to feel it, or confirm the authenticity.

Just look at it, then step on the thunder.

The mental pollution left behind by Bai Mo will be spread through the words inside.

Only the fog inscriptions protected by the core of the main **** can remain unaffected after reading these things.

Of course, he didn't escape either.

"One Yuan Dream."

After a long sigh, Wu Ming lost consciousness.

At the same time, Bai Mo took the initiative to let go of the resistance, letting the dream of the ancient gods pull himself in.

He just imitated the dream of the ancient gods and created his own spirituality-the one yuan dream, which brought all the surrounding creatures into the water blue star and the other three worlds, as well as the white ink and the main god. Co-created, half-real and half-illusory dreams.