Infinite Journey

What surprised Tang San was that these armies were actually the armies of the ghost clan, terrifying, human-shaped giant monsters covered with countless pale ghost bones, rushing towards a node like a torrent.

The Magic Ark was bombarded with elemental light beams, covering the entire range of the Nine Palaces and Ten Thousand Daos Great Array, so that most of the power of the Great Array was used to resist the attack of the Magic Ark.

At this time, Tang San already knew what this ghost clan-like army was from Tongshen Sanren. It was the army of the evil god's bones in the system of nothingness. It was a race born with special skeletons. Boundless power, self-contained, very powerful, the strong one who can obtain longevity in the race is called the evil god, a strange race that can be resurrected as long as there is a trace of thought remaining.

Tang San looked at this army of evil gods, and then looked at the countless army of warriors under his command, a strange expression on his face, and said lightly, "Is it really a cause and effect, in the Republic world, I am also a warrior with you. Descendants fight, I didn't expect it to be like this here, it's really strange."

A look called nostalgia flashed in his eyes, and one after another silhouettes that he had almost forgotten suddenly flashed in his mind, one of which was the clearest, making him say a word.

"The blood-drinking mad sword, the king of the northwest, swept across the eight deserts with one sword."

In the Republic, Tang San has seen countless people and met countless people, but no one has ever impressed him more than the King of the Northwest. A true hero who can turn the tide and shock the world, even he feels convincing.

I felt the figure of the King of Northwest flashing through my mind. Looking at the endless army of bones of the evil **** below, Tang San suddenly realized that the national crisis, the crisis of civilization, the scene of the Republic period was very similar to the present. At that time, a Northwest King was born, seven in and seven out, killing the sky and the earth, killing a tomorrow for the entire Republic, and now who can be the Northwest King of the alchemist civilization, prop up a sky for the entire alchemist civilization. Kill a way out.

At this moment, Tang San felt as if he was faced with a choice. There were two paths in front of him. One was to move forward alone, to abandon everything, and to be a sorcerer in the wizarding world alone. In the future, based on the foundation of his five-path fellow practitioners, it is very likely that he will become the new highest achiever. At that time, no matter who wins, it will have no effect on him. The highest achiever is immortal, and any system will be willing to accept him, and it is a big deal. Walking away from the endless nothingness, as free and easy, no one can stop him. No one can stop him.

The other way is to rise up and fight and command your own army. Build your own power, constantly conquer the nothingness, kill foreign realms, obtain the blessing of heaven, achieve the highest achievement in a short period of time, and become the supreme figure in the entire endless fairyland.

An inexplicable force was affecting Tang San. This kind of power is so secretive, even Tang San's singularity can't be lower than this kind of power.

Miscellaneous thoughts rose in Tang San's heart. Countless thoughts keep flashing, this is the torture of the soul. Determined what Tang San's future path will be, and even hidden dangers. He chose the wrong path to become a shareholder, went against his own heart, and bad things might happen.

The army below was fighting. I don't know how long it took, Tang San slowly closed his eyes, countless images flashed in his mind, and then he saw the image of the place where his bones were buried. At the moment of death, he I felt the coldness, I saw the pain and helplessness of myself being tortured by the disease, and walked step by step towards death, I felt the fresh and brilliant life of others, and my own bleak, all the distracting thoughts disappeared, only one thought remained in my heart, Like a sharp sword, it cut through the confusion and shattered all interference, and he found the true desire in his heart.

I saw Tang San's eyes burst open, and an incomparably bizarre thought rose from the top of Tang San's head. This thought was so pure, it had only one meaning.

"alive"

Yes, just such an idea, the most fundamental idea of ​​countless living beings - to live.

Under the torture of the mysterious power, Tang San's mind clearly saw his true desire, a desire to the extreme, that is, to live, to live forever in this world, an extremely humble, yet incomparably huge idea.

Whether it is Tang San's singularity, the original charm, or the innate way, they are all derived from the will of the world, not Tang San's own will, but an external expression learned and used by him. The root of all will lies in this one thought—to live.

All beings have the most instinct from birth, and now Tang San found the most fundamental idea in his heart, and in an instant he absorbed all the mysteries of the singularity, the original charm and the innate way, and turned it into this one. A brand new idea, a very simple and pure idea.

But with the rise of this thought, the entire border was shaken, and all beings above the third rank of the Immortal Dao looked in the direction of Tang San, with different expressions.

This idea called "living" is so vast, it seems to overturn all the shackles of time and space in the universe, just for one purpose - to live, nothing can stop this person from wanting to live, all those who don't want to let this person live All will be destroyed by this idea~www.wuxiaspot.com~ until no one can threaten the master of this idea.

Everyone felt a kind of spiritual heaviness, because they didn't understand what kind of experience would make the master of this idea give birth to such a pure idea, just to live.

At this time, not far from Tang San, in the node of the Excalibur King, Yan Qiubai looked at Tang San's direction with ashen face, he was stepping on a white jade altar, wearing a dark purple-gold mysterious Taoist robe, countless strange The eclipse of the text flashed around him, communicating a great power in the dark.

This is the method that Yan Qiubai acquired during an adventure in the distant past. It seems to be something handed down from an even older era. It was an era when the alchemist civilization had not yet been born, in an extremely ancient universe. Famen.

While researching this method, Yan Qiubai discovered the secret of this method. It can arouse a person's inner demons. The so-called inner demons are not real demons or subconscious minds, but the countless things that a person has experienced in his life. At some point, it will affect a person's judgment and decision, and finally produce various results.

The inner demon is the fruit of these experiences, it affects a person's ability to judge correctly, and finally leads the person to death. (To be continued)

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