The Host Is Always God Expand [Quick Transmigration]

"No hurry, wait a little longer." Li Wenzhi remained calm.

Before coming here, he had learned about the progress of the previous two taskers. They both chose to leave at the moment when the mountain protection formation disintegrated, because at that time the collapse of the world would be irreversible.

But he voluntarily left Cangshan, which is protected by luck, and the world still hasn't collapsed—this gave him an illusion that the small world of 6666 is quite strong?

Ming Xing did not speak any more, staring blankly at the world around him, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Eldest brother..." The girl's voice sounded timidly with a crying voice.

Li Wenzhi suddenly turned his head to look, the little junior sister with the weakest cultivation was almost unable to hold on, and the spiritual light on her body flickered and extinguished.

"Eldest brother, I'm afraid..." Although he is a disciple of Cangshan Mountain, he is also a spoiled daughter's family. Where has he experienced such fear of waiting for death in the endless darkness?

Li Wenzhi struggled, the two-foot strong brother quietly untied him, and the guards on the left and right took him to the little junior sister with lightning speed.

"Don't be afraid." Li Wenzhi couldn't say anything else, but gently wiped away a tear from the corner of her eye.

"Big Brother!"

"Big Brother..."

"Elder Brother—"

There were sounds one after another all around.

Li Wenzhi looked around, and several disciples of the Cangshan School couldn't hold on any longer, and the spirit of death oppressed them.

In the invisible darkness, it was not easy for everyone in the demonic way. A space was torn apart, and a large number of people were swallowed.

The storm intensified, and the sound of the explosion became louder and louder. Everyone felt that after the complete conquest of the Immortal Dao, what they ushered in was not the prosperity of the Demon Dao, but the destruction of the world.

After an unknown amount of time, the light of the younger brothers and younger sisters was all extinguished.The celestial rope on Li Wenzhi's body was swept away by the hurricane, and the left and right guardians and the two-foot strong man had long since disappeared.

But he himself seemed unaffected, standing firmly on a small flat ground.Not only that, but the light on his body is getting brighter and brighter.

Also unaffected is Ming Xing who is close at hand. If there is any substance around him, the dead spirit around him slowly expands his domain like a crack in space.

The spiritual energy around the two of them quickly came into contact with each other.Surprisingly, there was neither a dead spirit corroding the Xuanqing Qi, nor an explosion when the two collided.The two, although slowly, but firmly merged, turned into a strange ash.

Li Wenzhi sighed softly, and said: "Ming Xing," Ming Xing was surrounded by a mass of darkness, and he didn't know if he would react, but acting required a full set, and the dedicated Li Wenzhi continued to say in a tone of relief mixed with regret, "If There is a future, you can watch it for us."

Then he chose San Gong without hesitation!In the terrified call of 1111, those mysterious and pure aura that might have turned into chaos just disappeared...

"1111, go back to the system space." Li Wenzhi turned a deaf ear to 1111's screams and nagging, and skillfully chose to leave.

At the moment when the elder brother committed suicide with a single kung fu, all the Xuanqing Qi exploded, blasting away a small piece of the dead spirit.To the world, however, there is no great difference between this black and that black.

However, miraculously, the originally very unstable space was slowly stabilizing, the shaking and tearing of the earth slowed down, and after about half an hour, it stopped completely.

The dead spirit compressed to the extreme is a cocoon, wrapping Ming Xing tightly.The small amount of chaos that was interrupted at the beginning of the synthesis is also very quiet, attached to the cocoon and does not move.

"I'll just say it." Feeling that the world had calmed down, facing the pure darkness, Ming Xing muttered to himself, and then the volume became louder, "I'll just say it!"

"The holy spirit is the right way! You have been insisting on clearing the air is wrong!" The roaring words floated in the sky and the earth, but there was no response at all, and the surroundings were too quiet.

Mingxing became suspicious, and used his spiritual sense to explore—there was nothing, just like his field of vision, a piece of pure darkness.

Then something strange stabbed him.That thing was invisible and qualityless, it seemed to come from a very far away place, it didn't have any lethality, but it hurt Ming Xing deeply.

That is, a beam of light.

Red, golden, blue sky, white clouds, like a moment, and like 1 years, the fireball popped out from the horizon with a "swoosh", and climbed into the sky with a "swoosh", the sky finally brightened.

The world has finally been reborn, but it seems to be a world that does not belong to humans.It turns out that the world has colors.

Ming Xing looked around, and all he could see was the dusty desert, those shades of brown, earthy yellow, brown, yellow and white, in short, a group of colors that you can hardly imagine in the dark, covering the whole vision.

Other than that, there were so many disciples of the Soul Refining Sect just now, but they disappeared in a blink of an eye, leaving no trace of man-made objects.

By the way, where is the big brother?What about the disciples of the Cangshan School?What about the Nine Mountains of Xianmen?Ming Xing turned around, no matter which angle he was looking at, he could see the flat plain.

Ming Xing wanted to explore, he pulled out his saber, and found it was rusty; he lowered his head to look at the black clothes on his body, which were sewed by fifty embroiderers of Tianji Pavilion for three years. The ice silk robe was also tattered, and the darkly embroidered patterns were all off the thread; in the end, he stretched out his hand and let out a dead spirit, with a "sizzling" sound, like boiling water, but submerged in the ocean the next second.

It was only at this time that Ming Xing felt the severe pain from his body, his legs softened and he couldn't stand it and fell to the ground.The obscene trousers with a big hole were exposed from under the corner of the robe, and the corroded flesh inside was leaked, and the bone-like legs could be seen.

——He is familiar with this, when his body, which was once full of mysterious energy, received the spirit of death, his body just rotted like this.

But this time it won't be so lucky, Ming Xing felt it.There is no aura of mystery, nor the spirit of death, it is a chaotic force that undeniably tears him apart.

"It's over, it's all over." Ming Xing laughed miserably, with the sword across his neck, one of them slashed himself to death.

When the wind and dust rolled up, this lifeless existence was blown away at once.

……

The silver-white space of the system is very peaceful.

"Host, the mission is successful!" 1111 couldn't believe it. Chaos was finally born in the small world of 6666, but the host went crazy and tried to destroy the process, and then returned—fortunately, it was an automatic reaction of the program, and it has not recovered yet!

The host has succeeded in this way?The task of making the entire Yuwei Bureau helpless, restarting the world line twice or failing, was solved so easily by the host?

"Hmm." Li Wenzhi didn't care much about the result.Before going there, the staff of the Yuwei Bureau told him that it was mainly to borrow the power of the savior's halo, and he just went for a cutscene, and now the world is saved.

Go through the motions? 1111 was suspicious of Tong Sheng, the host made such a big commotion in the last world just by going through the motions!

"1111," Li Wenzhi opened the system panel, pointed to the column of points and said, "We don't lack points now, I'll give you 20, you can upgrade to 1.9 and buy an upgrade package yourself." The feeling of artificial retarded dialogue.

"The 6666 small world is not the beginning of the universe. Too much chaos will cause the newly stabilized small world to collapse again." This is a very simple truth. Li Wenzhi followed his intuition, and finally proved that he was right.

1111 felt aggrieved, 1111 didn't even know there was such a thing.This kind of detailed know-how is not taught in the system courses, and it is only because the host is too big that it seems too useless!

"You can open the encyclopedia and look at the explanation of the term 'Chaos'." Li Wenzhi said in a calm tone.In fact, he just memorized all the encyclopedias in the world of Dai Viet. What was 1111 doing at that time?By the way, blocked by him...

1111 was about to do so, but when he opened the panel, he found that the column of the halo was lit up, clicked on it, and a savior halo showed his existence in a low-key way.It immediately had infinite respect for its master host who played the one-time mark into a permanent halo.

So 1111 had an epiphany, what aura do you want?The host is the savior, the lord!

"1111, ask your host if you want to meet Shi Wanyan, the other party has agreed to become a tasker." A leader sent a private chat to 1111.

"Host, Shi Wanyan is looking for you!" 1111 is very qualified to be a microphone.

Li Wenzhi's eyes were fixed, and 1111, who knew the host's mind, sent him to another dimension in a doggy manner.

This space is not as tech-savvy as the default space of the system. On the contrary, it has a sense of life, or simply put, it is very similar to the living room of Shi Wanyan's house.

The off-white sofa looks fluffy and soft, and there are three people sitting on it, a man and a woman are sitting with their backs straight, watching the content on the TV on the wall intently; another young man in black sportswear is lying on the sofa. On the table, holding a handheld in his hand, it seems to be playing a game.

Li Wenzhi saw the young man at a glance, and couldn't bear anything else in his eyes.

The man's complexion was healthy and warm, and it looked very white against the black hair and clothes.His eyelashes are like crow feathers, and the bridge of his nose is straight, giving him a sense of beauty for no reason.His slender fingers moved back and forth on the handle and buttons, and his eyes were half-downcast, his expression seemed to be extremely focused.

Li Wenzhi was reluctant to look away. This familiar scene seemed ordinary, but he hadn't seen it for a long time.

Shi Wanyan seemed to be aware of Li Wenzhi's gaze, threw the handheld on the sofa, stood up and walked in front of Li Wenzhi.

Now Li Wenzhi can see clearly—he has a pair of beautiful phoenix eyes, and his eyelids are spread out like two small fans. He is upright and noble, but also has a gorgeous temperament. Li Wen knows the emotions of familiarity or unfamiliarity.

What Li Wenzhi is not familiar with is curiosity and freshness. Shi Wanyan has never looked at him with such eyes, but he feels it now; the throbbing parts he is familiar with are hard to summarize and describe, but he I understand everything.

Emotions are built on the basis of memory, but he and Shi Wanyan don't need it. Loving each other is a part of personality and has become an instinct.

So Li Wenzhi smiled, with the same light in his eyes, "Long time no see."

It's a long absence.