Sign In At The Beginning To Have The Abyss As A Demon God

Chapter 128: The Lost in the Labyrinth

Wearing a hat, wearing a poncho, his left hand holds a fishing net with endless truth and reason, and his right hand holds a green fishing rod.

The fishing rod’s fishing line seems to be the perfect embodiment of cause and effect, and the figure in a scorpion and a hat is certainly not ordinary.

The place where the figure wearing a ding suit and a hat is located, is an endless river at its feet.

Among these big rivers, there are big or small rocks, but this figure is now shrouded in mist.

“What’s going on? Is it because those guys want to use this method to get me out of the position of Tianzun?”

This figure in the mist was already in a dilemma at this time, guarding against a possible sneak attack.

And this figure is naturally the fisherman Wen Kunxiang has been deliberately trying to deal with.

This fisherman at this time? You secretly worry in your heart whether the opponents of your own are doing this.

“But it’s not right! None of those guys are good at time and space.”

Only a moment later, the fisherman who didn’t know how many worlds he had harvested, dismissed his own speculation.

“If it weren’t for the Lord, it’s just that those guys would never be able to create such a time-space maze silently. And the Lord? They don’t bother to deal with me.”

The reason why this speculation was rejected was because the fisherman was very sure that if it hadn’t been for the holy deity who was at the top of the Holy Spirit World, he had shot.

It is absolutely impossible to cause the current situation, it is impossible to trap oneself in this place, and even one step forward is extremely difficult.

“No matter what? I really can’t imagine that my green bamboo will be targeted by a big man like the Lord.”

But what if a certain saint really took the shot? Qingzhu thought that there would be no results.

Before I found out, I would have completely disappeared in the long river of time and lost everything.

“Since it was not the work of the holy lord, then I have to see which brave guy actually dared to do this kind of thing at this critical time!”

The fisherman named Qingzhu confirmed his own strength and re-established his own confidence.

But the most important thing is to be sure, the time and space fog that appeared around him was definitely not after the Holy Venerable took the shot.

Green Bamboo, who had always been reluctant to take risks, did not hesitate at this moment and took the initiative to melt into the mist of time.

To get the guy behind the scenes out, this is also Qing Zhu’s dignity as the deity of the holy spirit world.

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When Green Bamboo was immersed in the mist of this time, he saw countless people rushing towards the net in his hand, bashing his own net into tatters.

I also saw the “poison” spreading from the fishing nets in my hands, and I finally had to give up part of the net’s spirituality.

There are many more time fragments that just appeared in front of Qing Zhu’s eyes, so that Qing Zhu, who was originally comfortable, also put away his own carelessness.

“Unexpectedly, really unexpectedly. There is such a big fish hidden in one of my worlds.”

After seeing the fragments of time and the scenes that he brought to himself, Qingzhu identified the seemingly ordinary world.

There must be a powerful guy peeping at him secretly, deliberately trying to pull himself from the position of the goddess.

“But which world is this! Damn it! There are too many similar worlds, but it doesn’t matter.”

In the mist of time, there are fragments of time in a certain world, and these fragments are so familiar to Qingzhu.

Just wanting to find the world to which these time segments belong immediately is an impossible task for Qingzhu.

The world caught by green bamboo and the creatures that have been caught are really hard to describe with simple numbers.

Simply go down the net, and hundreds of worlds have all been nagged by Qingzhu’s hands.

“As long as you go out from this place, there are many similar worlds, but you can check them out in a moment.”

As Qingzhu sees more and more time fragments in this place, Qingzhu also understands the world more and more.

As long as he can escape the fog of this time, Qingzhu is confident that he can find the world where the big fish is in a moment.

“Huh? It’s changed again?! But it doesn’t matter how you change, it’s just a guy who can only play tricks.”

As Qingzhu got deeper into the fog of this time, Qingzhu also saw more clues about the big fish.

The looks of that big fish, the things he did, and the goals he was struggling for were all presented in front of Green Bamboo.

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“Lord of the Abyss? Even such a weak civilization dare to hit our holy spirit world! I don’t know how high the world is!”

The deeper he sees, the clearer he sees, Qing Zhu quickly finds the identity of Da Yu in these fragments of time that appeared before his eyes.

But as he saw it more clearly, Qing Zhu didn’t realize that the fog around him was getting thicker.

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“Is it gone? Really less! It seems that this so-called Lord of the Abyss has only so many futures.”

When Qing Zhu saw the repetition of Wen Kunxiang’s future time segment, Qing Zhu was originally without emotion and could not be observed.

He showed an underestimated emotion, but the green bamboo still had no face, still a cloak, a fur coat, a fishing net, and a fishing rod.

“It’s time to leave! There are only so few fogs of the future, which makes people uninterested at all!”

When there are repeated fragments of time, it means that a person’s future changes have stopped here.

The changes of time are of course endless, but a person and a thing have their own limits.

“There are only 36 different world lines, and I haven’t even reached the half of the requirements for becoming a Tianzun. You dare to hit my mind like this?”

This limit will eventually lead to all times tending to the same result, which is the convergence of the world line.

The fragments of the future that Qingzhu sees are the results and changes that will still occur after the world line is closed.

At this moment, green bamboo hats, fur clothes, fishing rods, and fishing nets are the concepts of green bamboo itself after the world line is closed.

“What’s going on? Why is this fog getting thicker and thicker? This is over time! How could this phenomenon occur?”

Just when Qing Zhu was about to escape the fog of this time, he was shocked to find that the fog beside him had become an extremely solid wall.

In the mouth of Qingzhu, there is no future for the Lord of the Abyss, and countless repeated futures have formed these walls, with no exits and no entrances.

The fragments and information of the future time formed a fog, which made Green Bamboo penetrate into this fog but couldn’t escape.