No one knows transmigration better than me!

Chapter 263 Broken Dreams
Can't go back?
It means that you can’t go back to the abyss, you can’t go back to the spirit village, you can’t go back to the present world, or
For some reason, the words of the false god gave Ning Luo a strange sense of disobedience.

Obviously she has never heard the conversation in the ruined temple of Lingcun, and she only met herself for a short while.

But Ning Luo felt that the false god's understanding of him was far better than Dust Yuan Xiao Wang, far better than the Desolate Prison Emperor, and even far better than Lu Chuan who was walking with him!
Her dark pupils seem to be able to see some kind of unspeakable truth.

When it comes to the reason, it may be related to the identity of a false god.

Xiao Wang is a derivative of a corpse and a remnant soul, and the Human Emperor is the mother host chosen by the Kuroshio.

But the false god is the Kuroshio itself.

It was a dao body conceived by the saint in the dao sea, and it was the phantom body she used to practice dao dharma.

However, under the influence of the Kuroshio for many years, he finally lost his true self and merged with it.

Whether it's the material that builds this body, the thoughts that fill her desires, and the ultimate goal she seeks, they all come from the Kuroshio itself!
Regardless of strength, at least in terms of vision and cognition, the rank of the false god is far beyond Ning Luo's expectations.

While Ning Luo was in palpitations, he did not stand still.

The sea of ​​consciousness is surging.

The law is connected.

Consciousness is the substance, Taoism is the bridge!
Cang Ming Daowei gathers between Ning Luo's eyebrows, and finally radiates reality with spiritual thoughts, creating matter with the void!

The stone tablet broke through the ground and pierced the sky like a mountain, but it failed to penetrate the body of the false god.

The false god's five fingers hang in the air, and his figure floats away like light smoke.

Then it quietly manifested around Ning Luo's body, and her red lips moved closer to his ear.

"Is this the memory you got from the other world?"

"whee."

"Unfortunately, sister knows more than you."

Swah——

The light of the dark golden knife pierced through the double shadow, but still failed to touch the body of the false god.

"Tsk!"

Ning Luo looked back abruptly, and all he could see was the hazy sky, nothing else.

And the false god has already been high in the sky at some point, with his toes lightly tapping on the clouds, his voice fluctuates from far and near, like a dream.

"Goodbye."

"Sweet dreams."

"But when you wake up, you, think about it, it's not you anymore."

"Maybe then."

"We can still be friends."

As the voice faded away, the figure of the false god finally disappeared.

Instead, the sky collapsed and the earth fell.

Strange land, strange breath.

Thunder and fire poured down all over the sky, and endless corpses brandished weapons and axes, infecting the mountains, rivers and fields with devastation!
From some corner of the battlefield came a loud beast roar.

Ning Luo looked in the direction of the voice in bewilderment, but saw a scene that made him completely incomprehensible.

A group of soldiers suddenly turned into half-monsters with human faces and tiger bodies. When they raised their hands, they were full of vigor, and thousands of golden lights pierced through the clouds and cracked rocks, even enough to tear the sky!
Of course, it can also tear this broken battlefield.

One after another, the bodies were dismembered out of thin air, and the internal organs and flesh and blood were like the guts of a stuffed doll, flowing all over the ground in desperation.

Ning Luo tilted his head, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and his eyes trembled slightly.

"This is, Shinto?"

"not quite like"

"The Cangming Divine Dao will not distort its own form. Its essence is to connect the Dao of Heaven with the Dao of Divine Consciousness, interfere with matter with nothingness, and use the Five Elements."

"Instead of distorting the shape of the matter itself."

"Besides, this half-demon body, why is it so similar to the Ghost God White Emperor?"

"So these soldiers."

"Is it a fantasy from a false god? Used to fight against the evil people who sacrificed in the abyss?"

"Or, this, isn't Cang Ming's memory?!"

Ning Luo suddenly thought of a possibility!
Cangming Divine Dao is indeed unable to distort the physical form.

But what if the power used by the group of warriors in front of him is not Cang Ming Shen Dao?

What they use may be another completely different system.

That is, the memory of Kuroshio!

Ning Luo's eyes became more serious.

At this moment, he understood that he seemed to have come into contact with the truth that was too deep, which was a dark abyss that he should not have touched with his current strength!
It seems that as long as he takes a step forward, he will be able to glimpse some of the puzzles that have puzzled him until now.

But the price of doing so may be that he will sink forever, and it will be difficult to escape.

"Tsk, it's broken."

"I seem to be overconfident."

Ning Luo looked around and saw that the figures of those corpses had all turned into demons, and all eyes were cast on him.

The surrounding scenery also began to distort, sometimes it was a grotesque illusion of a blessed land, and sometimes it was a battlefield of bloody fights.

Ning Luo could feel that perhaps false gods were watching all this from a distance, manipulating this unknown dreamland.

This is no longer a strange dream in the gray mist.

Nor could he walk through the narrow spaces of dreams.

If he doesn't shatter this dream, it is impossible for him to leave, and he will only be trapped in it forever!
Ning Luo's heart was stained a little gray.

"If she can manipulate dreams."

"Then she can detain me so that I can never wake up."

"Don't say I can't go back to Lingcun by then, I can't even go back to Blue Star?"

"No, Lu Chuan is still here."

"When the black mist invades the spirit village and Lu Chuan loses to the ghosts and gods, then I will be able to escape from the game."

"But that... at least it will take ten days and half a month."

"No, it's worse!!!"

Ning Luo's pupils suddenly dilated, and suddenly remembered the existence of the Kuroshio!
Regardless of whether the false gods will attack Lu Chuan, the extraterrestrial visitor she is talking about is the evil taste of the matrix, or some shocking secret.

But there is one thing that Ning Luo knows well.

Once the consciousness is connected by the black tide, it will devour the mind.
He will die!

The stronger the brain power, the higher the probability of brain damage after being eroded by the Kuroshio.

That's because the Kuroshio will erode the host's memory and plunder nutrients from it.

For Ning Luo, who was able to achieve enlightenment, his consciousness was a delicacy!

Boom!Boom!Boom!
Ning Luo's heartbeat suddenly increased, and he felt unprecedented urgency and weakness.

How fun he was to push the strange situation before, but now he is so embarrassed after learning the truth.

The achievements of other traversers limited Ning Luo's field of vision, giving him an illusion of invincibility.

But now it seems.

The huge delusion and the eternal fantasy are nothing more than "novice villages" for the development of traversers.

Until reaching the abyss and meeting the false gods.

Only then can we see the truth of Cang Ming.

And this does not belong to mediocre people, nor does it belong to the reckless Ning Luo.

Ning Luo had made up his mind before moving, but because his opponent this time was Lu Chuan, winning or losing was not important.

That's why he was so reckless, going to the meeting alone without proper preparation.

If he was given another chance to choose, it would be absolutely impossible for him to just step into the abyss.

But now, it's too late.

The corpses revived, and a strange tide rushed in densely like an ant colony.

But Ning Luo had no intention of fighting.

He gritted his teeth, raised his hand anxiously, and said to himself, "Sea of ​​trees."

However, nothing happened.

The twigs broke through the ground, only a few clusters of ebony trees emerged.

But the previous scene of the sea of ​​trees filling the sky did not reappear in the old dream of the Kuroshio.

Ning Luo froze, looked at the vertical and horizontal lines on his palm, and then looked up at the sky.

Finally he swallowed dryly.

"Well."

"It's over."

"My divine way is useless."

That's right, Ning Luo suddenly realized that the divine way of the saint no longer belonged to her alone.

Ever since she asked the Kuroshio for advice, the Kuroshio has been quietly seizing the possession of the Dao of Heaven.

Until her phantom body living in Daohai was swallowed and assimilated by the black tide, she was no longer the exclusive owner of Cangming Divine Dao.

That was indeed her way, but now, it no longer belongs to her alone.

Therefore, in this fantasy dream, without the protection of the five-direction Taoist artifact, Ning Luo couldn't connect with the Heavenly Dao with the knowledge of the sea, let alone activate the complete divine way.

He can only borrow strands of Dao Yun from the real saint by means of the broken Dao artifact fragments in his palm.

But this is just a drop in the bucket.

Because the erosion rate of the Underworld is too high.

How many years has it been since I felt this kind of fear?

Ning Luo couldn't remember clearly.

Even if Ye Chen, who went crazy from taking medicine, brandished a fruit knife and stabbed him in the chest, he was not so frightened.

At that time, Ning Luo was threatened with his life, but his thoughts were unprecedentedly clear.

But now it is different.

He's obviously not in a desperate situation yet.

But already, the death sentence was pronounced.

The eerie cry of demonization shook the sky, Ning Luo managed to pull himself together, and raised his hand to try to stop it.

However, the invincible Shinto has been reduced to an acrobatics only for viewing.

The bushes piled up with twigs can't even make tripping weird.

The stone tablet built in the mud was trampled into pieces by the giant beast in a blink of an eye.

The frozen tortoise shell shield seemed to be unable to withstand high temperatures, and quickly turned into cold water that might be used for showering.

This is the biggest drawback of Shinto.

If you don't get the dominance of Dao, then the so-called following the law is just a grandstanding call.

Mostly used for street performances.

But it is absolutely impossible to face the enemy in battle.

Ning Luo took a deep breath, no matter what the situation was, at least he couldn't sit still and wait for death.

"call"

"It's not that the divine way has failed, it's that this old dream is beyond the radiation range of the saint's way, so I can't borrow it."

"But I still have the Lingzhu."

"There is the Dao Yun of the saint in the Lingzhu, which is her stored power, which can temporarily replace the Dao of Heaven."

"But with these spirit beads alone, I can still hold on."

Ning Luo held his forehead and inhaled, interrupting his distracting thoughts, the current situation did not allow him to think so much.

The old dream may have no boundaries at all, and with his current strength, he may never be able to forcefully break through.

It is even impossible for him to succeed in seeking death.

But at least, the Kuroshio must not be allowed to succeed!
"I can't beat the false god, this is an undoubted fact."

"This is not a script for ordinary people to play at all!"

"Without enlightenment, no matter how wide the sea of ​​consciousness is, no matter how magnificent the dharma is, it is just a marionette in front of false gods."

"So, whether you win or not, don't think about it for the time being."

"What I should think about is how to save my life."

The strange tide came, and Ning Luo was not stingy with the spirit beads in his luggage.

He needs to think, to organize his thoughts.

So it is impossible to work hard to entangle with the strange.

Throwing a fire spirit pearl into the field, it turned into a roaring fire dragon in a blink of an eye, and swept away in all directions, sweeping away thousands of troops!
The field was scorched black, and the field was cleared strangely.

But the Lingzhu is also much less visible to the naked eye.

However, at this moment, a drop of water dripped down from the distant sky, along Ning Luo's cheek, and slid down to the dry land.

In a blink of an eye, the cold wind was howling, and the torrential rain was indiscriminate, as if the entire sky was falling down, instantly extinguishing the flickering flames on the field.

Ning Luo's expression froze, staring at the thick dark clouds and the heavy rain.

He still underestimated Weird Dream.

This is the battlefield of God's Chosen, how can he let him play tricks and survive with a few spirit beads?
Ning Luo tilted his head, he began to wonder, what kind of monsters are there in God's Chosen Land, how did they survive in this malicious world, and even pass the level?

If it was Su Yao, what choice would she make?

and many more.

Su Yao
Seeing the turbulent treacherous tide gathered in the rain curtain, roaring like raging waves.

The movements of Ning Luo's hands suddenly stopped.

Because when he thought of Su Yao, he suddenly recalled the scene of despair when he met the Kuroshio at the beginning of the year.

On that day, he carved and drew the embryonic interpretation on the mountain of Dust Abyss.

So a new path inspired the Dao of Heaven, and was rewarded by the Dao of Heaven.

It's a pity that that is the realm of the abyss of dust, where the law of heaven has long been eroded by the black tide.

Therefore, the purple qi empowerment that Ning Luo should have received has turned into a deadly whale that pours down.

The dead heaven is like a rain curtain on a glass window, slowly falling down.

If Su Yao hadn't saved her life in time, Ning Luo might have been buried in the black tide.

That now.
The strange howling sound was gradually covered by the heavy rain.

Ning Luo looked up at the sky, his eyes were gloomy, but with unspeakable firmness.

Sitting still is not his style.

Since it is impossible to win this battle, he must at least save his life in this world.

At least, he has to go back!
As for how to do it.

Of course, it is by means of death.

Under the rain, Ning Luo suddenly gave up resistance.

He stood with his hands behind his back, looking up to the sky and talking to himself.

"The seven mysteries return to the truth, and the Taiyuan remains clear."

"Yin Ding Yang Furnace, Crimson Palace Moonlight."

"Virtuality and reality are interlinked, things and I are the same."

"Its life is not the beginning, its death is not the end."

The way of ascending order of yin and yang was forcibly evolved by Ning Luo with his spiritual knowledge and Taoist accumulation.

Even though Ning Luo knew, he couldn't achieve Taoism, nor could he practice Taoism.

But what he wants to do right now is to be recognized by the Dao of Heaven to prove that this way is feasible!

And the final result was as Ning Luo wished.

The moment the word "end" fell, Wei Yi, who was about to approach Ning Luo, suddenly stopped moving.

Even the curtain of rain stopped halfway like a time stop.

A huge thunder eye suddenly opened above the sky!

There is a pitch-black electric light brewing in the thunder eyes, which seems to be able to swallow all vitality and bury everything in the universe!

Dead Whale Falls!Heavenly Tribulation and Thunder Calamity!
The surrounding mirage shattered like glass in an instant!
Ning Luo saw the hordes of strange things collapse into black sand-like powder, and then fly away, disappearing without a trace.

And the scene in front of him suddenly changed from the old dream to a palace made of white jade.

A figure stood in front of him with a face full of astonishment, with unspeakable confusion and incomprehension in his pupils.

That is a false god.

"you you"

The false god quickly lost his shock, looked at Ning Luo with great interest, and said with a smile: "You are very interesting."

"I made a decision."

"I want you to stay here forever."

(End of this chapter)