The Original Seeker

"Death to death."

"Then you can be born again!"

Zhou Wentian, who was frantically slapped against the waves on the coast, almost igniting a storm, laughed wildly, and then inserted one hand into his left eye, blasting his eyeball.

He hated this stuff for a long time, and reminded him of his death tickingly every day like sending a chicken to the end.

Next, his left eye turned into a hollow Zhou Wentian, and he inserted his blood-stained hand into his chest cavity and shattered his heart.

But this is just the beginning.

For a person like him who has reached the end of the sixth rank, his life form is far beyond ordinary people's cognition, and his heart crush is just a minor injury, and he can recover completely after a few days of recuperation.

Bright red blood like mercury spewed out, dripping onto the sea level, and bursting into white smoke.

Zhou Wentian's internal organs and bones were smashed by strength.

The still hard bones of Bitty alloy lasted for ten seconds under the strength of the palm of the hand before finally turning into ashes.

Having lost his internal organs and bones, he was already dead in the conventional sense, but his strong mental power still maintained Zhou Wentian's life, making him stand like a walking corpse.

Boneless and clean meat is probably his best description right now, just like the boneless chicken sold in the supermarket.

Next, a burst of nameless fire emerged from his body, burning a strange fragrance.

"Take flesh and bones as a sacrifice, sacrifice yourself!"

After leaving the last voice, there is no trace of him on this planet.

...

What he got from the spiritual tide was a very evil method of divine Taoism.

Imagine yourself as a god, visualize your demeanor, and finally sacrifice everything you own, put it to death and live afterwards, believe in yourself and then make a god.

This is something that a martial artist in the Federation came up with when he wanted to convert to Shinto.

In theory, this would be a transformation at the same level, and a sixth-order martial artist can directly transform into a sixth-order god.

Of course, the mortality rate in this process was very high. Even the person who created this technique in the first place didn't dare to try it in the end, but sold it to Bai Zhi Dadi cheaply.

After all, I destroy my body bit by bit in a specific order. This kind of thing is still too anti-human, challenging the upper limit of tolerance.

Even Zhou Wentian, a guy who is ready to die, will have the courage to give it a try, and a dead horse will be a living horse doctor.

...

For a long while.

Calm and calm.

Everything that was disturbed began to calm down slowly.

After Zhou Wentian disappeared, the last trace left in this world was gradually wiped out.

"Did a six-star reincarnation?" Wu Ming, who was struggling to support the core of the main temple, glanced at the news notification of Zhou Wentian's death, and then left it behind.

Bai Mo, who was trying to seize control of the Aqua Blue Star, was his confidant enemy. If the cannon fodder died, he would die. Anyway, with the resources of the main temple, it would not take long to grow a new batch of leeks.

"It's a pity, it's almost."

Bai Mo also stared at Zhou Wentian, who was about to die.

Losing his body and sacrificing everything, he failed to take the step of successful transformation. At this time, he was only a few minutes away from his body and soul.

"That's good, it's finally relieved."

Although he has lost his eyes, there is still a certain habit remaining that allows the checkmate named "Zhou Wentian" to exist, and there is an urge to close his eyes and fall asleep completely.

His heart is tired.

It's just that some people don't want him to die yet.

A spiritual vortex began to form in the place where he last disappeared.

Massive "innate aura" was swallowed by this black whirlpool.

...

"I'm not dead yet?" Zhou Wentian, who closed his eyes and waited for death, waited for a long time, but didn't wait for the feeling of real death. On the contrary, he felt that his body became heavier and more real.

He "opened his eyes" and saw that his body had begun to reshape like a step back in time.

Endless auras are rebuilding every cell of the body.

Or it is not very appropriate to use cells to describe it, it is a new divine body.

The position of the heart is replaced by a crystal clear octahedron.

"Is this the god?"

The gods described in the "Sutra of Gods" he got are in their current form, but they are missing the most important tortoise shell, the kingdom of God, from those recorded in the "Sutra of Gods".

A demigod without a kingdom of God.

"Are you a **** too?" He could feel that in the midst of it, a broad consciousness was watching him, and he unconsciously used honorifics.

It was this consciousness that had just reshaped him from death.

"Yes." The answer is only one word.

"Am I in your kingdom of God?"

"I don't need the kingdom of God."

"There is no **** of the kingdom of God?" According to the information Zhou Wentian obtained, the most capable point of the gods lies in their kingdom of God.

The kingdom of God provides them with the strongest protection and the greatest bonus, and the essence of the gods rarely leaves the kingdom of God.

Without the gods of the kingdom of God, the combat power is definitely the bottom of the same level.

But the unfathomable existence in front of him is obviously beyond the ability to describe it.

"This is your reincarnation world..."

This is the last sentence Zhou Wentian left in his memory.

He saw a boundless hand, crushing himself like a mountain on the top.

...

"He still wants to introduce a third party?!" Wu Ming noticed Bai Mo's little tricks in the "world", and he unexpectedly chose to support a third party, a reincarnation in the water blue star.

Once he successfully crosses the robbery, Zhou Wentian will get the identity of the "indigenous" of this world. If he is on Baimo's side, the advantage of grabbing this world will be further magnified.

As for the Xu Xuan Ling on the side, because there is no indigenous identity, even the seventh-order, it can't provide much help.

"If you play tricks, don't blame me and shamelessly!" Wu Ming comforted himself like this.

"Inject everything from the three worlds of A5, A6, and A7 into the Aquastar World."

After the order was given, strange smoke of red, green, and yellow began to emerge outside the main god's big ball of light ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and soon came into contact with the giant palm of light wrapped in white ink and the water blue star.

The three-color smoke and the giant palm quickly mixed together.

"Three transmission channels?" Bai Mo felt strong spatial fluctuations in the particles in the smoke. "What does he want to transmit from these three worlds?"

"substance?"

"energy?"

"There is still a soul?!"

These worlds completely infested by the Lord God, at this moment, are like a juicer, squeezing everything in them towards the water blue star world.

Whether it's the dead thing or the living thing in it.

Anyway, in a world completely infested by the Lord God, all the people in it are "immortal", and as long as a thought is squeezed into juice, they can recover.

Everything in the four worlds began to stir up and down...