I, the villain of Destiny, started with holding the male chief's sacrificial flag

"Ning You! Damn you!"

"If you don't believe what you say, you are in vain!"

"Damn...I don't agree...why..."

"God, why..."

Jian Chen's vitality was extremely tenacious, even though he was crazily obliterated by the power of reincarnation, he still roared and cursed crazily, probably because he knew he would die, and Jian Chen, who was at the Martial Saint Realm and could comprehend Tianxin, cursed even the Dao of Heaven.

It's a pity that under the suppression of absolute strength, even a life like "Xiaoqiang" still disappeared quickly, and his breath dropped sharply.

"In the vast paradise, you are probably the one who is least qualified to curse the way of heaven." Ning You kept motivating the power of reincarnation.

Jian Chen didn't seem to hear it, and continued to curse.

He persisted for another full thirty breaths before his body completely decayed and his breath was completely cut off.

died!

Ning You didn't take back the power of reincarnation, but frowned slightly... He was prepared if he couldn't get the halo by forceful killing, but what about the destiny value?

Not dead yet clean?

"It's really troublesome..." Ning You whispered, and continued to stimulate the power of reincarnation to continue to consume everything.

He somewhat misses the Child of Luck and the Child of Destiny whose luck has been emptied, and can be killed casually. This Jian Chen has reached this point, and he is not dead yet!

After a while, Ning You was keenly aware that the power of reincarnation that belonged to him disappeared miraculously somewhere, as if it had flowed into nothingness, and seemed to be swallowed by something.

The power of reincarnation, in some kind of unobservable sight.

Jian Chen felt that he was dead, but felt that he didn't seem to be dead?

Maybe it was the nameless method, or maybe it was the power of reincarnation entering the body too many times, and the body became resistant... He didn't know, he just felt that as the power of reincarnation wore off, gradually, the power of reincarnation began to lose its effect on him.

His illusory soul, which would be completely wiped out at any time, unexpectedly began to solidify slowly under the turbulent power of reincarnation.

ghost repair.

He became a ghost cultivator.

Ning You's voice suddenly sounded: "I found you."

Jian Chen, who was still a little dazed, suddenly regained consciousness, and found that the power of reincarnation around him suddenly dispersed.

With the disappearance of the power of reincarnation, Jian Chen's soul body reappeared in the secret realm, and a force completely different from spiritual power circulated in his body.

Jian Chen was full of resentment and screamed: "Ning You, your power of reincarnation has no effect on me! I want you to die! I want you to die!"

Demons and ghosts, irreversible.

When the soul dies, the remnant soul remains, which can be reincarnated, or resurrected.

But if the remnant soul turns into a ghost cultivator, it will set foot on another path, and it will no longer be able to regain the body of a living being, and can only practice as a dead soul.

Originally ghost cultivators were not qualified to be immune to the power of reincarnation, but Jian Chen was not an ordinary person, let alone an ordinary ghost cultivator.

"Could it be that, except for the power of reincarnation, Ning will not know other means... Red Thunder Tribulation!"

"Rumble..."

There was thunder, and terrible clouds swept across the top of the sky.

As soon as it manifested, countless silver snakes drilled out of the clouds and fell down overwhelmingly.

Ning You knew a lot of non-kendo methods, but he rarely used them and didn't bother to study them continuously.

Although the method of ghost cultivation is quite weird, it is acceptable to Thunder God.

"No... I'm not reconciled..." In a roar, Jian Chen was submerged by countless thunderbolts, and the vast white light of the thunderbolts illuminated the entire world.

And Ning You, squinting for a while, stepped back, and made a rare seal.

The endless sea of ​​flames rises, and one after another ban manifests, covering a radius of hundreds of miles and completely sealing it.

Can't kill it?
I remember when he first forcibly killed Lin Feng, he used formations to crush everything within a radius of a hundred miles into nothingness. Now... so what if he does it again!

The sea of ​​fire rises, and the thunder rages.

Ning You didn't care about the consumption of spiritual power, she just kept annihilating everything crazily.

About half a day, or maybe a day?
"Ding, Jian Chen, the Son of Destiny, is completely wiped out."

"Ding, congratulations to the host for winning the destiny worth two thousand."

After a long absence, I failed to get the halo.

"Finally dead..." Ning You gently waved his hand, and the sea of ​​fire and thunder dispersed.

In the place that was shrouded in flames and thunder before, there was nothing, not even a trace of aura, and what was there was nothing but nothingness.

As for the sword bone in the secret realm... I don't know if it drifted to other places, or was completely destroyed by the power of reincarnation.

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at the same time.

Paradise, the land of the unknown.

An old man and an inhuman who can't tell the age are standing quietly in the unknown place. In their eyes, it seems that there is the whole paradise except the central forbidden area!
If there are powerful rulers of the five races here, they will be shocked to recognize that these seemingly ordinary and decayed old people and inhumans are just a ray of remnants from the legendary existence of the terrifying existence in the upper world that incarnates into the Dao of Heaven.

There is a person who is wearing Ning's clothing.

An old man whispered: "It is said that Mingming Tianming never loves the same bloodline... The great world is just showing its glory, but the reincarnation sword body of your Ning family has already revealed three points of calamity."

While speaking, the speaking old man gently raised his hand, and a river appeared... There are countless pictures in the river.

The most eye-catching thing was that Ning You was severely wounded in a battle with a blue-winged tiger, and was defeated by Jian Chen twice.

"Destiny and cause and effect are never fixed... If the future is a foregone conclusion, how can we see it."

After the words fell, the ancestor of Ning's costume smiled lightly: "How can a mere paradise be worthy of the evolution of our Ning's protoss? If not, that little tiger or Jian Chen would have collapsed in my Ning's majesty."

While speaking, the ancestor of the Ning family raised his hand and drew a river, in which there was a green tiger, devouring the sky and the earth, oppressing the vastness of nothingness.

The rest of the inhuman voices were inexplicable: "Sometimes I think about it, could it be that you, an old man, have broken the rules? If not, then Jiang Peng or Jian Chen, who are obviously the ones who will be misfortune, have not yet been revealed, but you Ning family boy has accurately found him, and even took away a piece of misfortune."

The ancestor of the Ning family still laughed: "Calamity is luck, it is luck, and it is also calamity. Even in my vast upper world, there are few people who can bear the secret. This little guy... can't hear it."

"In the center of the Paradise, so many immortals came in reincarnation, trying to gain a part of their destiny in the reincarnation, and carry a part of calamity to break through the shackles. Now there are your little fellows from the Ning family... It's a pity for them."

"It's a pity that fate is impermanent, and there is no living thing to be seen. If not, I really want to see what kind of disaster Ning You is carrying on this little guy."

"Although it's hard to see, it's not hard to guess. With the power of heaven that this kid captured in Paradise, even in the vast upper realms, he might already be among the best with a catastrophe."

"Old man Ning, you Ning family's little guy has devoured a lot of power of heaven, and you, Ning family, can make up for what is lacking."

The ancestor of the Ning family continued to smile: "It doesn't matter if it's calamity or luck, since you've joined my Ning family, you should be like this."

He even pointed towards an inhumane person: "The vast upper realm, the endless lower realm, the number of people who have suffered catastrophe, it's hard to say who can go to the end, it's hard to say, it's hard to say... I remember, in the Thousand Spirit Realm, the people who belonged to the catastrophe of... are also unparalleled in style now."