Supreme God King

"The character in the biography of the king, Bai Buxian gave everything to seal the Emperor, all traces have been erased, the Great Primal Chaos is no longer in the prehistoric universe, and the rest are here, so to speak."

Meng Fan looked at Wang Yin: "You are just strayed."

Wang Yin's brows jumped imperceptibly, quite subtle, but they still couldn't escape Meng Fan's eyes.

"The king of heaven has indeed reached the realm of insight into everything." Wang Yin handed his hands to express his respect: "Yes, I am a stray, I come from a prehistoric land, and I was selected by the Taoist to train me as an agent, but unfortunately, my ability is limited. Although the Taoist master told me all the great truths in the world, I still did not stand to the highest point."

"Well, it's all here." Meng Fan was not interested in Wang Yin's self-report, and continued, "I am the way of heaven, the past, the present and the future, and the embodiment of all philosophy, history, and the wishes of all beings. There are some gaps, and you guys, filled my gaps. So, only when you have the strength and memory of you, can I be the real one, and only then can I be qualified to face the Taoist Lord."

Wang Yin squinted his eyes: "My Lord Heaven, how much do you expect to see Dao Master?"

"Full of expectations." Meng Fan said. "In the past, I still doubted whether the Taoist master could bring the dead back to life."

"When you see us, you don't doubt it anymore." The Great Emperor Changsheng said leisurely: "After resurrection, I am also confused, I..."

"I still doubt it." Deep in Meng Fan's eyes, the flames flickered, making the words of Emperor Changsheng stop abruptly. "Before the final battle, I talked to Mr. Wang. The debate on the Eternal Ship did not yield results. Although you are alive in front of me, I still doubt your identities."

Immortal Emperor Long Chen was confused: "What does this mean?"

Meng Fan waved his palm.

A ship appeared among the legendary kings.

The ship was sailing on the sea. Time has passed hundreds and thousands of times. Some parts of the ship began to age, and then replaced with new parts. After hundreds of years, there is no part of the ship that is the original part. .

Is he still the same ship?

Immediately, Meng Fan made a new ship with the old parts replaced from this ship.

So although this new ship has a new name, is it the old ship?

This is the subject of the Eternal Ship.

It's simple and popular.

It is also a problem that the Taoist has been thinking about for many years.

But Meng Fan expanded this question.

He waved again.

It's another ship, created.

This ship is exactly the same as the two previous ships, without any difference, not even one in ten million.

After that, the third ship and the first ship were sailing at sea. When the first ship had some scars, the third ship also had some scars.

Looking at these ships, all the ancient overlords were lost in thought.

Yes, I understand, with dignified eyes, Meng Fan knows that they are self-doubt, this kind of doubt about the existence of themselves is very terrible, and can shake Dao's heart. Not to mention a **** king, even an ordinary person, once he starts to doubt whether he really exists, or that he is just a "fiction", if he thinks deeply, he will fall into madness.

Not to mention the king of gods? In itself, the God King’s self-recognition was even more pronounced, and the spirit of the God King was more profound. Because of a small idea, the Central Emperor took root and finally fell into his own abyss.

Of course, there is also a **** king, the Elephant Lord, who has no self-doubt. Obviously, his mental thinking is relatively simple and he is extremely confident. He firmly believes that he is resurrected, but he will not believe that he is a replica.

"I'm sorry to tell you that you are not resurrected. You are just a perfect reproduction, perfect. Even a little memory and some unknown secrets have been reproduced. Actually, this is very simple. As early as a year ago, I was able to recreate someone I knew. I could create an identical physical body. Then, based on the memories of me and everyone, I created a soul that contains all the memories. After infiltrating this physical body, he will live, but is he still who he used to be?"

The question raised by Meng Fan again made the kings more serious.

"Poet civilization is very mysterious, but I already know that the responsibility of poet civilization is to witness the past. In the eyes of poets, the present is short and the future is confused. There is only the past, the history that has fallen into the dust. It’s changed, so the poet is responsible for recording history, even the history of an unimportant little person, so it’s easy for the poet to recreate a dead king in his civilization."

Meng Fan slowly stood up.

He is not tall.

But there are two in seven feet.

But when he stood up, these ancient gods suddenly discovered their insignificance.

"Of course I want to see the Taoist Lord. Although I look down on the trick of resurrecting the **** king who died ten billion years ago, I can see the heart and ambition of the Taoist Lord with this hand. To become the predecessor, Mr. Wang, you brought these ancient legends to me, nothing more than wishing that I swallow them and turn them into the king of the universe, but this is just a blindfold. What I need is not this, what I need is The knowledge of the entire poet’s civilization, all history."

Wang Yin stared at Meng Fan, his eyes pierced, and he laughed a moment later: "Yes, these are just blindfolds, but I didn't expect it. Actually, Daozhu didn't expect that Lord Tianwang could see through all this so easily. That’s right, when the universe is running according to your laws, you are the king of the universe, and to do this, all worlds and civilizations must obey you, but the poet civilization is still hidden in the dark, you There is still one step left, this last step, if you can’t go out, you won’t be able to see Dao Master.

"Hidden, right?" Meng Fan chuckled lightly.

Wang Yin nodded: "Yes."

"Yeah, good." Meng Fan closed his eyes.

His spirits split all at once, and about hundreds of thousands of thoughts condensed into an incarnation, and suddenly rushed out, crossing six million layers of folding space in a flash, and everything in the primordial universe seemed to be a hundred times faster. The revolving lantern usually skipped his sight, and after about seven breaths, the scene suddenly stopped.

The spirit of Meng Fan came to a world full of light.

Here is full of all kinds of magical creations, as well as the power of technology.

This is the infinite realm, the ninth star sea circle.

now.

Hundreds of Scourge Ark are attacking here fiercely!