My Simulated Longevity

Li Ping stood quietly, feeling the sea and unyielding thoughts beneath his feet.

Faced with a life and death crisis, any being will do its best to struggle.

Li Ping also felt the fierce will to survive in this ocean.

But its pursuit of survival is a naked "evil thought" to the Xuanhuang Realm.

Li Ping claims to be the incarnation of Xuanhuang Tiandao, so it is naturally impossible for him to stand on Cong Yunhai's side.

"Now that you are here, surrender well."

"No need to struggle pointlessly."

In one thought, divine consciousness enveloped the entire ocean of clouds.

The scenes of the tens of thousands of islands scattered among them, and even the countless creatures living in the sea, all suddenly appeared in Li Ping's mind.

Li Ping was silent for a while.

"This is a necessary sacrifice."

A trace of determination flashed in his eyes, and strands of golden light emerged from his body and then scattered throughout the sea of ​​clouds.

The power that is close to the essence of the source power can only be detected by no one in the Congyun Sea where the monks of the Transformation God are seated.

It only took a few breaths for the golden light to spread throughout all areas of Cong Yunhai. Penetrating deep into the depths of the ocean, right down to the bottom seabed.

At the bottom of Cong Yun's sea, unknown violent tremors began to occur.

If you look at it from the sky, you can see the entire surface of the ocean forming a giant net.

This blue sea of ​​vitality is all covered.

The sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds.

The originally calm sea surface suddenly stirred up waves of turmoil.

The waves were even more violent than during previous storms.

Some islands capsized unexpectedly, and those spiritual islands where monks were stationed were also in danger in the violent wind and rain.

The monks Cong Yunhai looked at the changes in the world with surprise and uncertainty.

Some monks with keen spiritual senses had a vague feeling of impending disaster in their hearts. His expression immediately changed and he couldn't care less. He escaped from here directly through the teleportation array on Ten Thousand Immortals Island.

Their behavior of escaping also attracted the attention of quite a few people. A small group of monks chose to leave with them.

But the vast majority of people sneered at these "frightened, cowardly" escapees.

Hiding on Ten Thousand Immortals Island with great peace of mind, watching the changing scenery of Congyun Sea, heaven and earth.

Li Ping ignored the monks who fled and didn't care about the onlookers.

His goal from beginning to end was Cong Yunhai's remaining thoughts.

The giant golden net invisible to ordinary monks has blocked Cong Yunhai.

The pure energy of the Force is accumulated and evolved in it, and a grand formation is about to reveal itself.

Cong Yunhai's consciousness clearly felt the tighter and tighter restraints of the giant golden net, and the wind and waves stirred up became more and more violent.

However, in Li Ping's view, it was just incompetence and rage.

"How to erase world consciousness?"

Li Ping was thinking about this issue while constructing the formation.

"I use all living beings to refine the gods."

He quickly thought of this unique and vicious formation.

"Even the true immortal can block one or two formations. It is not a big problem to deal with the remaining world thoughts."

"Countless meaningless thoughts to attack..."

As Li Ping set up his formation, many strange scenes began to appear in the sky over Cong Yunhai for no apparent reason.

They were twisted, desperate faces.

They howled and waved their arms.

It seemed like he was asking for help, but it seemed like he was just screaming subconsciously.

On the sky, more and more strange faces appeared.

Densely packed, almost filling every place in sight.

The ears of the creatures in Cong Yunhai gradually could no longer hear any other sounds except the wailing of human faces.

"ah!"

Those who are not determined will soon become equally desperate and crazy under the influence of these demonic faces.

But those who could barely hold on soon fell into an endless and terrifying nightmare.

They vaguely seemed to see a black sun rising in the sky, and a terrifying scene in which the entire world was on the verge of destruction.

Just like the desperate demon face in the sky, we have experienced this unimaginable disaster together.

The teleportation array on Ten Thousand Immortals Island is still open.

It's just that all the monks who saw thousands of faces in the sky lost the ability to control their thoughts.

Regardless of the level of cultivation, from a young Qi refining monk to the master of the God Transformation Island.

All of it.

Although his mind was filled with boundless despair, he couldn't even think of escaping.

You must know that Li Ping was not targeting monks like them when he deployed this formation.

Just being affected has already reached this point. One can imagine what kind of cruel scene Cong Yunhai's consciousness is facing now.

The remaining thoughts of the world in one state are simply unable to compete with it.

Amidst the continuous miserable howls of the billions of demon faces, Li Ping felt that Cong Yunhai's will was dissipating.

The huge waves are slowly calming down.

It seems that everything will pass and the sky will clear up after the rain.

But Li Fan knew that Cong Yunhai would never be the same from before.

The process of erasing Cong Yunhai's consciousness lasted for a whole day.

During this period, all the monks who entered the area of ​​Cong Yunhai were affected and fell into horrific illusions.

However, a large number of creatures did not die at the same time, so the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance did not have time to react.

The dark clouds in the sky dispersed, and the sea of ​​clouds turned blue.

It was a bit scary to be quiet.

Li Ping felt the will of the sea of ​​clouds scattered between heaven and earth.

The giant golden net was slowly recovered, and along with it, the remnants of the world that had been torn into pieces were brought back into the body.

"Forehead……"

As Li Ping absorbed Cong Yun's consciousness, countless pictures began to flash in his mind.

Even though he has become accustomed to monitoring everything in the Holy Dynasty at all times.

But the total amount of information between the two is not at the same level.

Human beings are not the only ones in the vast ocean.

Under the calm sea, there are billions of creatures reproducing.

From Li Ping's subjective perspective, he would definitely not pay much attention to these creatures that do not even have intelligence.

But at this moment it is passively absorbed.

From the perspective of the world's will, these fishes are not essentially different from human monks.

Li Ping endured the severe pain in his consciousness and accepted all this information.

As if he had swallowed a powerful tonic, the strength of his soul expanded like a balloon.

Li Ping's soul is already strong enough among monks.

But in this rapid growth, cracks are inevitable.

When ordinary monks encounter this kind of situation, they can only wait in despair for their souls to fly away.

But Li Ping is different.

Carrying the spirit of the Emperor of Heaven, he not only used the holy dynasty to launch hundreds of millions of people as his anchor.

There is also the essence of otherworldly energy in the body.

Golden energy surged, repairing the wounds of the soul.

At the same time, it acts as a supplement for the expansion of the soul.

After the initial dangerous stage passed, Li Ping slowly adapted.