Honghuang, enlightenment begins with the youth Hongjun

Chapter 395 Welcome to the Space of the Lord God (seeking a monthly subscription ticket)

Fengshen, Fengshen!
The Holy Envoy of Qingming thought that he stepped into the long river of time without the power of a saint, and the world of the prehistoric calendar, without any damage to him.

However, when his mind stepped into the prehistoric time and space for the first time, he was already a fish on the sticky board.

When he exerted his Dao thoughts and drew the power of the boundless, the intention was to capture the time of conferring the gods in the prehistoric calendar.

The imprint of this fish on the sticky board will also become more and more profound.

If it is the first time to set foot on the sticky mind, it seems to leave a physical imprint on the sticky board, then the development of the Taoist mind is the time to leave its original spirit on the sticky board.

This kind of thing, whether it is for the creatures of the prehistoric world or for the saints, is an inconceivable thing that does not exist and should not happen.

However, in the eyes of Lin Yi, Hongjun and Nuwa, it was just a trivial matter that should be taken for granted.

Boom!

The prehistoric calendar, the battle of the gods.

The th step in.

again and again.

Synchronized history without any changes.

Just when the Holy Envoy of Qingming thought that he would fail again, a sudden fluctuation came from the underworld at this moment.

"Is this the order of the gods?"

Feeling that this was a moment of fluctuation, a group of true spirit light began to flicker in the body of Di Xin who had burned himself to death on the platform for picking stars.

In the dark connection, this true spirit immediately flew out of Chaoge, crossed mountains, rivers and the vast sea, and came to Xiqi's Fengshentai.

This scene was something that the Holy Envoy of Qingming had never seen before, nor had he ever felt it.

When he came here, he saw that among the clouds and mist all over the sky, the original souls of Bigan, Huang Feihu and others who had died before were already arranged in the clouds and mist in all directions.

"Today, Emperor Xin is named as the happiest star on the list of gods"

At this time, with the arrival of a dark force, and with the words Jiang Ziya said, the Qingming envoy could only feel his true spirit, and under the blessing of this force, it began to solidify rapidly .

In this solidification, his mind was shaken, and a trance scene suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

In that scene, there is a vast pavilion.

Inside the pavilion, several vague figures sat cross-legged.

These figures seem to be holding some kind of meeting.

However, when Holy Envoy Qingming wanted to observe further, he couldn't help but tremble.

Amidst the indescribable trembling, the picture in his mind suddenly spread and disappeared without a trace.

"The gods return."

When he regained consciousness, he himself, together with the rest of the gods, flew into a magnificent hall.

Click!

As soon as Fang stepped into the towering Nantian Gate, all the scenes disappeared again, only a white world appeared in his eyes, and there was no more scene.

"The power just now is the power of a saint."

In the chaos, the Holy Envoy of Qingming sensed the message sent back by his thoughts, and there was a trace of solemnity in his eyes.

The sage of the prehistoric world, as he had imagined, really left behind.

It's a pity that it's just a distraction, and it's impossible to peek into deeper things.

"continue!"

With this in mind, the Holy Envoy of Qingming chose to step into the Battle of the Conferred Gods again under the condition of ensuring that his distraction would not be extinguished.

But this time, no matter what actions he made, even if it was the same as before, it would not have the slightest effect.

Ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times.
During this process, he sometimes transformed into Emperor Xin, sometimes transformed into Martial King Jifa, and transformed into any creature in the Conferred God Battlefield, but it didn't have any effect.

Even if he participated in the final Conferred God, it was still just a cutscene.

This made Holy Envoy Qingming contemplate, even though he was extremely reluctant, he had to admit that he had lost the need to further understand the space of the Conferred God and the Main God.

"Is it because of the detection that day, or the arrangement they left behind, automatic protection?"

Seeing everything in front of him, the Holy Envoy of Qingming, after contemplating, turned his gaze to the land of doom in the future generations.

"Although I don't know what happened in the middle, but my parting thought is actually a god.

Perhaps, this time, he could step into the space of the main god. "

Thinking of this, Holy Envoy Qingming took a deep breath, and turned to himself a little bit.

Despite such speculation, he still has no direct choice to put it into the world of doomed law.

Instead, he was allowed to reincarnate in different heavens and earths with the passage of time.

This move has two purposes.

One is through continuous reincarnation, making the idea of ​​successfully occupying the god position, constantly deepening the brand of the prehistoric world, and erasing the suspicion that may exist.

Second, in the process of continuous reincarnation, see if there are any people who find that their thoughts are wrong and try to erase them.

It's just a pity that none of this happened.

Reincarnation, endless reincarnation.

For ten thousand years, the thoughts of the Holy Envoy of Qingming kept circulating in one world after another.

Sometimes, he is an eunuch in a country that is about to perish, and sometimes he is a generation of powerful ministers and a generation of writers.
But as time passed, gradually, his reincarnation status became more and more ordinary.

A beggar who can only live to be nine years old, a slave who is abandoned by others, and sometimes even an ordinary grass.

Faced with all kinds of different memories, Qingming Shengshi was like an outsider, just watching quietly.

"Do you want to understand the meaning of life?"

When the time came to 3 years later, after thousands of reincarnations, Qingming Fennian, who had become a dead man in the age of doomsday, received a text message.

"What age, and this kind of prank, I'm afraid no matter which one I click, the phone will be infected with viruses."

Looking at the text message in his hand, the Holy Envoy of Qingming read Xin Ge and looked around with disdain.

However, just when he wanted to delete the text message, he found that the cheap mobile phone suddenly crashed.

Then, accompanied by a feeling like an electric shock, his whole body suddenly disappeared in place.

When he woke up again, he found himself in a strange place.

It was an icy carriage, and amidst the rumbling sounds, it was heading towards an unknown place, and there were still a few people who woke up from a coma like him.

"It seems that the level of this class is good. Three people woke up within one minute."

At this time, a cold voice suddenly came from the front.

Xin Ge, the envoy of Qing Ming, looked for the sound, and saw a man with a scar on his face, looked over with a sneer, and said slowly.

"Rookies, welcome to the infinite world. This is the abyss of hell and the paradise of devils."

(End of this chapter)