These players are more cunning than cunning

Chapter 1094: Rise, Ning Zheng’s mount, breaking through the Immortal Lord!

The projected copy of the Tomb of Time is one hundred years per day.

During the last hundred years in the ancient tomb, Jiumu Qing and her mother, Jiumu Xianzun, spent more than thirty years together.

They went back to the good old days.

The mother raised her as a daughter and when she reached young adulthood, the mother took her to watch the sunrise and sunset together.

They warmed themselves together by the campfire in the wilderness and imagined the future together.

They appealed to all the good things and became qualified mothers and daughters.

Over the past thirty years, Jiu Muqing's tense expression became more and more relaxed, until that evening.

A huge and mighty aura burst out.

Jiumuqing, who was already a genius, finally took the last half step on this day and turned from semi-awakening to awakening.

Wow!
The midnight sky was dyed with a layer of gold by the setting sun, and countless clouds were stretching.

Young Jiumuqing returned to the original timeline of his childhood, watching the neighbor's children jumping rubber bands and his mother leaning out of the window to say that he should go home for dinner.

The children sitting on the steps watched the old man enjoying the cool under the tree while they played with rubber bands.

We are little, growing up slowly
Suddenly at this moment I feel that time is a very slow thing.

"I see."

Jiumuqing looked at the cloud-covered sky and said, "This is everything I hoped for, but my life seems to be a predetermined fate, a predetermined starting point, a predetermined end point, and the blessing of the gods given by birth is nothing but a shackle."

Wow!
The three black flowers on the top of the head are swaying above the head, permeating the surrounding space and time.

The sky of the entire world quickly darkened, ushering in a darkness even darker than the night sky.

"Today you know who I am."

Jiumuqing smiled brightly, and countless metallic lusters gathered together again, transforming into a golden, mythical metal giant that was tens of thousands of meters tall.

She seemed to be walking on a beach at sunset, and finally got a glimpse of the essence of the long river of time.

Standing by the river and quietly watching the rushing river of time, she couldn't help laughing wildly and reached out to grab the painter Jiumu Immortal Venerable beside her.

"You are mine!"

"You!" The Immortal Master Jiumu widened her eyes, unable to imagine how her own daughter dared to attack her.

"My real heart doesn't want a real mother, but the mother in my dreams." Jiu Muqing couldn't help laughing wildly, "Even if you are fake!"

At first she didn't understand.

But after spending more than 30 years together, how could she not tell the real from the fake?

But she still chose not to expose the lie and drowned in her own dream, a beautiful and sweet dream.

It was also at this moment that she finally saw through her obsession.

"I don't want the real Jiumu Immortal Venerable, but you, the Jiumu Immortal Venerable that I imagine in my heart."

She shed her brutality and darkness, and the three black flowers on her head blossomed with a dark luster, while her aura continued to rise.

"Come, mother, follow me to the present world. I will defeat the real mother who is high above, and personally help you ascend to the supreme throne and put the crown on your head."

Today I know that I am me, everything has awakened, everything is clear. Jiumu Immortal Painting Man: "You!?"

She didn't know she was fake, as if she saw a madman: Are you crazy?
Jiu Muqing grinned and gently stroked her mother's face:
"The child you raised is dead! Now I am just a madman who wants to break the world line."

"The long river of time will indeed break into pieces, all of it will break into pieces!"

"Xian did a great job! He is the real hero. He rode on the river of time and cut off the past at the source with his own halberd. Hahahahahahaha!"

She laughed wildly, her smile was filled with hatred and viciousness, she didn't even realize that she was already in tears, she laughed in a low voice,
"In the past, dead."

She looked into the distance at the sky, her face suddenly expressionless, "The future outside the city of time has infinite possibilities."

Sword Making Villa.

"Tsk, tsk."

In the courtyard of the villa, Ning Zheng watched all this quietly. This is the protagonist, who has become ten times stronger after turning evil and lived a second life? Has he finally realized his true nature?
Most of the weird kings in this world are lunatics.

Her mother controlled her life, and now she is going to start manipulating her mother's life?
But this era of multi-dimensional time river looks beautiful.

In fact, who wouldn’t go crazy if their life was constantly being manipulated by time travel?
"She has already discovered that the painting is fake, but I don't think she can't find out."

Ning Zheng said calmly: "What does it matter whether it's true or not? I just hope to be a catalyst in her heart, so that she knows why she should live and who I am."

I spent most of the 2000 billion savings of Zhujian Villa, just to hope that she would know who I am today.

He remembered another mother and daughter he had seen inside the city wall of Xinyizhou City in Jiuzhou.

The daughter who betrayed the sect's female leader lived her whole life in a muddle. When she became the Ghost King, the obsession that awakened in her heart was nothing more than wanting to die.

Ning Zheng suddenly seemed to understand something and whispered, "People's obsession is like a mountain, solidifying people into an eternal painting."

"But obsession itself is also the anchor of a person's life and the proof of a person's unique characteristics."

He thought no more.

His eyes fell on the one hundred Dharma images around him.

"Now, the layout has been successfully completed. We have an immortal master in Xirong Villa. We are no longer afraid of some guys tracking my Dharma image outside. We can let the Dharma image show up."

"They have stolen almost everything from both sides, and are about to escape from the copy of the prehistoric tomb. They are taking a boat and returning through the city gate of time."

Crash.

One hundred shadow images quickly rose up and transformed into a huge black curtain that emerged from the sky until it disappeared.

"The time is almost up." Ning Zheng had been lying in wait for a month, watching the mountains of corpses and sea of blood outside for a month, but had not taken any action.

Because he always felt that there was something wrong with the prehistoric time tomb copy, he didn't dare to enter, no matter how many opportunities there were.

Who knows what will happen if he goes in? It is always better to be more vigilant, even if the cultivation speed is slower. After all, he has been beaten by society time and time again, and he already knows that those high-ranking beings are not simple people.

In the words of the blacksmiths, this is the dark wind's world view of cultivating immortals.

But the copy in front of me has finally ended, and it’s finally time to take action.

He wanted to have one hundred beastmasters block the door of the closed copy.

He wanted to pick up the Immortal Beastmaster who had returned successfully, and then kill the Immortal Pingcun who was probably "suspicious", causing chaos.

The difference between a force and one with or without an Immortal Lord is two completely different levels!
(End of this chapter)