My Private Marvel System

After a while, the middle-aged man smiled, frowning, and muttered to himself: "Why is he dead? Is he a ghost now? No, it's a human body, and the soul is the same. It seems that this younger generation must have What adventure, extrapolate it. ▽w`w`w-.`fqxsw.com"

The ten fingers of a middle-aged man are rooted like the Optimus Pillar. They are extremely vast and unpredictable. In just one moment, the number of calculations can reach trillions of times.

Suddenly, he stopped his fingers, his pupils widened, and he muttered, "Chaos."

At this moment, the abnormal change protruded, and a black bamboo condensed like a black jade suddenly appeared in the mirror image, and it was lightly shaken, and the image turned into nothingness. At the same time, the entire mirror image was also shattered. It disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"The weapon of the early Yuan Dynasty." The middle-aged man blurted out four words when he saw Hei Zhu.

boom!

Suddenly, a thunder sound like drums, gold and dragons and lions roared, as if the sky was roaring in anger, violent and mad, like the destruction of the sky and the collapse of the earth, and the momentum was like tens of thousands of gods rushing in mighty, shocking the sky, Earthshaking.

"Damn impermanence ordeal old man, set up a "spoof", and when the emperor's cultivation level is restored, he will kill the heavens and lift your impermanence palace."

The middle-aged man's figure disappeared out of thin air, and the coffin lid closed instantly, apparently entering the ancient coffin.

At this moment, in this tomb chamber, a deep **** thunder as thick as a water tank, exploding from the vast power of horror, turned into a **** dragon rushing towards the ancient sarcophagus...

The thin bamboo suddenly shattered into the void and descended into the illusion of the fascinating gods. There was no power to stir up the mountains and the sea. It was just like a gong to clear the way. With its own breath, it frightened all directions and opened up everything, making the illusion of fascinating directly shattered and showing its infinite creation. , With unpredictable ability.

The thin bamboo gleams with black light like a magic wand that is steaming with evil spirits, offering sacrifices to the three feet of void above Dole. The brilliance like black gold swayed down, falling within ten feet of Dole, protecting him, and the power of the surrounding fascinating gods was excluded. ☆Tomato○△ novel website www-www. fqxsw. Within the aperture, com is a stone road one foot long and seven feet wide. The whole body is green and shimmering, even though the years have passed by, time has been tempered. It hasn't changed, it's like a new building, it's really strange, this is naturally the "shen road" in Xiao Yan's mouth.

On both sides of the road of God, the darkness is deep, and the bottom is an endless abyss. The "no sun is true prison" is at the bottom of the abyss. Even a strong person in the general Nirvana realm wants to reach the "no sun true prison". Years.

I thought that I was able to sharpen myself in the illusion of the fascinating spirit, which caused the state of mind to rise to a higher level, but unexpectedly, Xizhu suddenly broke through the illusion. It disrupted Dole's plan, but at this moment he was not thinking about this, but all that he had experienced in the illusion. He faintly felt that this matter was true.

"It may be that I have been worrying too much. Illusion is born from my heart. The illusory character derived from the three thousand illusions knows my name." Dole thought for a while, then gave up, not thinking too much.

"Dole, there is one thing I didn't tell you. Actually. All the illusions experienced in the "Three Thousand Illusion" are real and are my own memory. Once I have the thought of changing these things that are already foregone I will get lost. I didn’t say before, I hope you can sharpen and sharpen it in the illusion. I don’t know how much your memory has awakened now?" Xiao Yan asked excitedly, because Dole’s memory has awakened, which also means that you can practice The skills in the memory will naturally increase in strength in the future.

Furthermore, Xiao Yan very much wanted to know who Dole was.

The moment Dole heard that everything in the Three Thousand Illusion Realm was his own memory, his face suddenly became pale as paper. Bloodless, terrible and hideous, his facial features are tightly wrinkled, like a mad lion about to fall into madness, with blue veins on his forehead violent, crisscrossing like steel bars.

He bit his gums tightly, crunching between running in, squeezing his fists, and clenching them too tightly, his nails sinking deep into his palms, piercing **** holes, drop by drop due to dying The dark black blood overflowed from the gap between the fingers and dripped down. The green and black roads were distinct and shocking.

Dorr’s pair of pupils sputtered with blood, shining fiercely, burning like flames. These eyes seemed to be buried in the blood of the ages, and a word of resentment was squeezed out between his teeth: " You—said—yes—really?!"

These six words seem to be a sword that kills all quarters with endless resentment. It pierces the heart. All three of them here are suffocated, and their hearts are depressed, as if they were hit by a hammer. on. Tomato△□☆Small△Speaking Netw-w`w-. -f`q-x-s`w`. `c`om

Unexpectedly, Xiao Yan would have such a scene, his heart burst, his body was cold, and his mind was confused. Suddenly, because his thoughts were still there, he suddenly felt Dole's emotions. It was a monstrous resentment that could not drain the sky and the earth like a sea like a sea. It was extremely terrifying, like a mountain and sea, which made him god, soul, and heart. , Trembling, unable to breathe, there is also a kind of piercing, hysterical, heartache, deep into the bones, to the soul of the extreme heartache, no matter how painful it is, it cannot be compared with it, it is a world of difference. Same day.

The feeling at this moment alone made Xiao Yan's mind nearly collapsed, and he couldn't imagine what kind of pain and resentment Dole bears.

Xiao Yan, who had a pale face and fine sweat on his forehead, did not disconnect from Dole, but gritted his teeth, stabilized his mind, and stubbornly accompanied him to bear the great suffering.

With a painful expression and wrinkled facial features, Xiao Yan didn't dare to look at Dole's eyes, tilted his head, took a deep breath, and uttered two words with difficulty: "Really."

boom!

At this moment, it seemed that thousands of thunders that shook the sky rang out in Dorr’s mind, and the obsession that had been persistently disintegrated instantly, completely overturned, subverted, turned into fragments, and vanished. .

At this moment, it was as if the sky was falling apart, everything was eclipsed, there was no brilliance, and the sky was dark.

Dorr's body was faltering, he staggered back three steps, and stood steady, but his back was no longer straight, and he squatted up like an old man, desolate, sad, and bleak. Within these three steps, his face turned from white to blue, then from blue to dark, and his last face was as earthy, haggard, mad, languid, and unwilling. No anger.

The pupils were heartbreakingly dark.

Dole is an extremely persistent and paranoid person. Tomato△□☆Small△Speaking Netw-w`w-. -f`q-x-s`w`. `C`om has grown up since childhood. He kept telling himself that it was not his parents who didn't want him, and deliberately left him in the snowy mountains where the sky was cold and snowy, and he fought for himself. But there are many special reasons, or he has separated from his parents. Or he lost his way, waiting for natural disasters, it is by no means that his parents abandon him.

Every time, when Dole missed his biological parents, he would say to himself: Father, mother, child will find you and wait for me.

Finding his parents is the biggest obsession in Dole's heart. If it weren't for this obsession, he would stick to him. It is impossible for him to go to this stage, such as cultivation, state of mind, and mind.

But now everything has become a bubble, the dream is broken, the dream is awakened, and the life is like a dream, everything is empty.

However, Dole did not hate his mother, not at all.

Before death. An inch of heart is cut, painful. However, apart from pain, there is no other feeling. There is no trace of hatred. Because, in his mind at the time, there was no concept of life and death. Therefore, it is hard to walk, but there is no hatred, and no resentment. He could not tell. Is that kind of pain the most painful, or the most instinctive heartache when seeing the mother who is connected to her bloodline in tears, or the heartache of the mother and son who are connected and feel the mother’s heartache in the soul. .

Maybe both.

-To be alive, but not to be raised.

Dole heard what the old woman called "Gu Ma" said.

At that time, he was indeed dead. However, the soul is still in the wing room, becoming a ghost, ghosts are psychic, and they are unaware of language and writing.

This is the mother's hardship.

Dole knew from his mother's sad and desperate eyes, sad and presumptuous crying, and her trembling body, knowing that her mother could not bear, be unwilling, and unwilling, but had to.

But now knows the truth and knows how to love, hate, hate, hate, affection, hatred, do you hate it?

At that time, he had no hatred or resentment in his heart, but now he still has no resentment in his heart. □Tomato◇ novel website www`w`w-. -f-q`x-s`w-. -c`Ｏ`Ｍ

Because, he is not alone, his mother is more bitter than him.

What right does he have to hate.

Should not hate, let alone hate.

What does Dole hate?

What I hate is this good fortune.

What is he complaining about?

It is this fate that is complaining.

At the moment when Xizhu broke through the magical realm, Doer accidentally saw a picture of the moon over the sea hanging on the east wall of the wing, and there was a line of ancient characters in the lower right corner-the third fence of the chaotic chronicle 34,135,200 In the twenty-third Chinese New Year, Mr. Gu Ming watched the paintings of gods and sages.

So far, Dole also understood that he was born in the Chaos Age.

This is also the reason why he lost his soul.

Even if one day in the future, he ascends to the highest level, he can cover the sky with only his hand, and he cannot resurrect his mother. The endless years have already washed away the soul fragments.

The real heaven and man are forever separated.

Therefore, he hates this good fortune even more.

Even more resent this fate.

——Don't go home, don't be obsessed, don't get lost, just get a long life.

Only by truly gaining eternal longevity can you change your fate against the heavens, without any good fortune, and with unlimited fate. There is a slight possibility of resurrecting your own mother. Therefore, this is the path Dole will take now.

Longevity, ask who can embark on the path of longevity in this world? The emperor can’t do it, neither can the venerable, the Supreme Lord can’t do the same. In the dark, Dole’s path, in the age of chaos, seems to have been broken by his mother. Is this destiny or coincidence, no one can Know.

Dole raised his head slightly, his eyes no longer dim, as deep as void, looking up at the sky, this touch of firmness and arrogance to the world, but supreme.

At this moment, his state of mind was sublimated, and there was no bottleneck under the direction.

Long life, the road against the sky, and death.

Xianluo's eyes were clear and clear, as if shining all things Hu Yuehua, she looked at Dole, whose aura was completely different from before, smiled softly, softly and moving, stepped forward, quietly and silently reached Dole's side, standing next to each other. A pair of peach blossom eyes were faintly light, as if everything in Dor's heart could not be hidden from her.

She glanced at him lightly and didn't say anything. She just stretched out her white jade hands, took up his shocking **** hands, and her palms gushed out like a brilliant glow. In the brilliant light, the blood on Dole's hand seemed to be washed with clean water. The blood and dry blood stains disappeared instantly. The ten hideous bloodstains on the palm of his hand began to heal. After a breath, the wound disappeared without a trace, as if it were not injured. .

The divine light disappeared, Xian Luo let go of Dole's hand, retracted it, and hid it in his sleeve.

The two said silently, their eyes were as calm as water, and there was no abnormality. I don’t know what they were thinking. The atmosphere seemed a bit charming, but not awkward, but not plain, just like ripples in the water, microwaves. Ripple, it seems light and not light, the waves are small, but it can also make the underwater undercurrent surging.

"What a moisturizer is silent, clever, really clever." Seeing this scene, Xiao Yan, with a pale face, all the pain of Shi Cai was completely forgotten, and the corners of his mouth raised, and he laughed happily. , Ghost eyes.

Not to mention Xiaoyan, who claims to be a "sage of love", even the little monk can see that Xianluo favors Doer more than simply because of the goodwill between men and women. As for the reason, only Xianluo himself knows.

And why is Xiaoyan only optimistic about Xianluo instead of the red moon that Dole is deeply obsessed with, nor is it the goddess of Qingling who may be deeply involved with Dole, nor is it the mysterious Yaoxin. The answer is also Only he knows.

Perhaps, Xianluo might have something to do with what Xiaoyan had seen when calculating Dole's identity.

There is a cause, there is an effect, and nothing can be done without this principle.

Tianbao True Buddha Jingchen Little Monk now has a calm expression again. It seems that no matter how turbulent the Buddha's mind is, it will still calm down in an instant. Is that true?

The answer may be related to the Buddha's truth pursued by the young monk.

In the end, Dole interrupted the brief calm and strange atmosphere, and only said two words: "Let's go."

Immediately, he turned around and stepped forward.

Xian Luo walked quietly behind Doer, and the couple, the little monk Jingchen and Xiaoyan, who weren't enemies followed.

Dole, who had just walked three or four steps on the road of God, frowned slightly, and suddenly said to Xiao Yan with his heart: "You already knew that I was born in chaos~www.wuxiaspot.com~ right?"

Xiao Yan's heart shuddered, his thoughts flickered, and he didn't know how many things he thought of between the flashes. After a while, she squeezed her face and pretended to be pitiful, and said with a lack of guilty conscience: "Well. But you never asked me. If you ask, I'll say it. You said it's the truth."

Want to make Xiao Yan bow his head, a word is difficult.

Dole didn’t blame Xiaoyan for keeping him secret for so long. He knew about it, and there was no need to ask any more. He exposed the matter in one word and asked: “Do you know that in the Age of Chaos there is a third barrier named Mr. Gu Ming's person?"

Dole's heart was ups and downs, very restless.

Seeing Dole change the subject and knowing that he did not blame himself, Xiao Yan stopped worrying, and then searched for information about Mr. Gu Ming in his memory, but found no news. He frowned and replied: "For now I don't know yet. But my memory hasn't really awakened yet, and there is a lot missing. Only when the cultivation base is restored to the previous peak, the memory can be fully recovered, and maybe I can remember it at that time."

Xiao Yan is indeed curious about who Mr. Gu Ming is and what it has to do with Dole, but he will not ask. (To be continued.)