The heavens began from a small hell

On a dead planet, a dead body lay on the gray dry ground, staring blankly at the depths of the starry sky.

"The spirit has reached the state of reflection, and the body is only Shanxia."

"Yangjian person? Yangjian treasure?"

"Earth……"

The dead body murmured, its voice was a little hoarse, but also a little sharp, and the desire could be heard.

"laugh!"

A dark blue light descended from the sky, lingering in Shengwei. He was eight feet tall, with sixteen arms on his back, barely humanoid.

"Ancient ancestor."

The visitor whispered and looked respectful.

"The rumors are true?"

The corpse on the ground opened its mouth.

"The origin of Lin Yang is still uncertain, but his spirit does have a reflection level, and his strength is so strong that he can kill a peak saint with one move."

The sage, who was surrounded by blue light outside his body, still had a hint of palpitation in his tone. He is one of the sages lurking outside the solar system.

When the sword saint made his move, many saints had the mentality of watching a show, wanting to see how much strength Lin Yang still had after capturing Wei Heng.

If Lin Yang's condition is not good, there will inevitably be saints who are hostile to the earth's lineage and make another move.

result……

All the saints are heartbroken.

"Fanxia's body reflects the soul..."

"interesting."

The dead body laughed, the laughter was so piercing that it made one's heart shudder.

"Guzu, do you want me to continue monitoring the earth?"

The sixteen-armed saint asked in a low voice.

"I'll do it myself."

The dead body's empty eyes gradually became brighter, and the strong malice gushed out like a black fountain.

Seeing this, the trembling sixteen-armed saint stopped talking.

He is extremely confident in the strength of his ancient ancestor, and he doesn't think that the ancient ancestor can't take down Lin Yang, a junior.

In the final analysis, Lin Yang is only mentally reaching the level of reflecting the heavens. Although he is crushed under the reflecting, it is a huge disadvantage in front of his peers.

The gap between the two may be like the sub-sage and the saint.

There are more than one conversations like this, and the identities of the two parties are also very similar, one is the ancient ancestor of a certain clan, and the other is a saint.

Not surprisingly, the most powerful people in this starry sky have already focused their energy on the earth Kunlun. In terms of attention, the earth at this moment is no worse than the glorious time of ancient times.

……

Yaxian tribe.

One of the two saints who stopped Wei Heng also reported the matter outside an ancient temple.

In addition to talking about these things, I also talked about what the brothers and sisters of Yingbaixian had seen and heard in Kunlun Mountain.

"A different tree that is about to bear fruit? Suspected to be the top holy tree?"

A murmur came from the ancient temple, and after a while, another old voice came out: "Send the best woman in the clan."

Although there is only this sentence, the saints of the Yaxian tribe outside the ancient temple have already understood it.

He lowered his head: "Understood."

Time is like water, and there have been births of geniuses from generation to generation. It seems reasonable to him to win over Lin Yang with one or a few people.

In addition to Ying Wudi's great hope of becoming a saint, in his eyes, the generation of the Yaxian clan may not be able to reach the sanctuary, so it is better to maximize the value.

Individual will in the face of the continuation of the group...

negligible.

Soon, the white-haired and childlike saint resigned, and conveyed the will of the ancient ancestor of the Yaxian clan to all the saints in the clan.

"Exiled Immortal..."

Not long after, the sisters and brothers of Yingbaixian who had not yet left the earth received a video call from the family. After hearing the decision of the high-level members of the clan, Yingbaixian was stunned in place, while Ying Wudi's face turned black.

"My sister, she..."

Ying Wudi wanted to say something to refute, but was held down by Immortal Ying who knew him well.

"The Banished Immortal knows."

Immortal Ying said softly, ripples appeared in her clear eyes, gradually blocking the true thoughts in her heart.

Seeing this, Ying Wudi, who had a dark complexion, gritted his teeth secretly, feeling deeply displeased that his sister was being treated as a 'tool'.

After finishing the communication, Immortal Yingbai sighed and said:
"We can't resist."

Ying Wudi was breathing heavily.

On the other side, the clan land of the Yaxian tribe.

An old saint laughed dryly: "It seems that Xiao Wudi is very dissatisfied."

The middle-aged saint in a blue robe with a hair crown on his head calmly said, "Just let him turn this dissatisfaction into a driving force for evolution. He is invincible..."

"Compared to the past, it's a bit slack."

The old saint was wearing a cane, he laughed dryly and didn't answer.

If he hadn't known his identity in advance, no one would believe that this is a noble saint.

……

Kunlun, Dameng Peak.

Qin Luoyin with loose purple hair was lying on the bed, looking very lazy, her eyes were a little hazy, like waking up from a dream.

The nails of her hands were painted with a layer of crystal purple, shining with stars, and she was unconsciously stroking her pair of white and powerful thighs.

"Ding ding."

The communicator rang, which quickly dissipated the haze deep in Qin Luoyin's eyes. After seeing that it was the communication from Saint Qimeng, Qin Luoyin straightened his expression and decisively pressed to answer.

"Luoyin, what do you think of him?"

The Qimeng sage, who was dressed in plain White House attire, had a strange look on his face.

Qin Luoyin knew that "he" refers to Lin Yang, she rolled her eyes, organized her words, and answered: "Luoyin thinks..."

She expressed her opinion without any concealment, and Saint Qimeng nodded in satisfaction: "We support you."

After finishing speaking, Saint Qimeng took the initiative to end the communication.

Qin Luoyin dropped the communicator and murmured, "'We'?"

……

Sovereign Palace.

After sending Qian Renxue off, Hu Sheng returned to the main hall and took the initiative to report the situation of the countries under his command.

"I want to collect the power of faith, but it cannot affect the current situation in various countries."

Lin Yang said.

This is to prepare for the practice of "Future Unborn Sutra".

Hu Sheng nodded, keeping this matter in her heart, and after reporting some more things, she turned and left Duzun Palace.

Although Lin Yang established the Emperor Court of Yinshi, the headquarters of Yinshi has been transferred to the place where Mount Tai is enshrined in Zen, so that not many people will affect the purity of Kunlun.

Looking at the interstellar network, Lin Yang was a little embarrassed by the exaggerated praises of various companies.

It stands to reason that there is a mixture of dragons and snakes on the Internet. When some people worship and admire Lin Yang, there must be people who don't like him, and because of the non-real name system on the Internet, bad words are absolutely indispensable.

But now is the time for Lin Yang to show his sharpness, and it reflects that the strongest is different from the saint. The former can directly block the door and threaten the headquarters of the interstellar network platform, so the relevant reviewers work overtime to avoid mistakes.

This made Lin Yang feel no discomfort at a glance.

For those betting dogs who bet on Lin Yang, some of them were immediately silenced and banned after yelling. I don’t know how many popular people yelled offline, and I don’t know how many people who put all their eggs in one basket and spent all their money thinking about how to die.

For these, Lin Yang is not interested in thinking deeply, he is waiting for the reactions of all the powerful people.

The starry sky is vast, and I don't know how many light-years it is, but according to Lin Yang's estimation, if there is a malicious reflector coming, it will be within three to five days.

[Become my holy fighter: @thisworld I am respected, where? ]
A message from the chat group popped up, and this nickname was 'Kirodo Saori' after applying for a name change.

Lin Yang's heart moved, and after calculating the time, he got the answer.

[I am honored in this world: Is it time for the Galaxy Challenger League? ]
[Become my Saint: Soon, there are still a few days. ]
Seeing the other party's reply, Lin Yang thought for a while, and began to divide his thoughts, stuffed the memory of "The Lord of the World" into a pure thought and threw it outside his body.

[I am honored in this world: Then I will go there directly, I am very interested in the 'Sagittarius Golden Saint Cloth'. ]
Lin Yang also knew what shortcomings he had when facing the real reflection of the heavens.

However, as long as he gets the reflection-level armor of the Sagittarius Golden Saint Cloth, wearing it on his body can protect his body to the maximum extent.

In this way, he will not have the weakness that others think.

[Become my holy fighter: I have opened the authority, and I can come to me at any time. ]
Lin Yang checked again, and after confirming that the memory problems had been dealt with, he switched to a third job that was still a mortal, and then submitted a time-traveling application to the chat group.

[This crossing requires 270 five points, do you want to go through it? ]
The notification of the chat group popped up.

Every time Lin Yang reincarnates, he can retain part of his life value before reincarnation. Although he is a "mortal" now, his physique is a thousand times stronger than before he embarked on the evolutionary path.

In the calculation method of the chat group, as long as the physical and mental strength does not involve realms and laws, then the part to be transformed during time travel is not complicated, so the points required are not too many.

Otherwise, no matter whether you are an evolutionary or a monk of the secret realm method, you will need tens of thousands of points to go to the Saint Seiya plane in the world of the Supreme One.

"One month before going to another world, the time in this world will not pass..."

"Crossing."

Lin Yang gave the answer.

The next moment, the scenery in front of him suddenly became bizarre.

In a trance, he saw a wonderful picture.

The big universes overlap like "pages" one after another, each "page" is boundless, has no end, no boundary, and expands all the time, seemingly never stopping.

The 'top' of this book is a place of ethereal spirits, while the 'below' is a deep and dark place. If we continue to understand it in terms of 'book', the former is the cover of the book, and the latter is the back of the book.

If Lin Yang hadn't separated his cognition about the world of the 'Imperial Lord', he would definitely know that the scene he saw in front of him was exactly the world structure of the 'Imperial Lord' world.

……

I respect the world.

Saint fighter plane.

Japan.

In a vast manor.

Lin Yang, dressed in black casual clothes, suddenly appeared in the living room of a villa.

After glancing at the surrounding environment, Lin Yang looked at the purple-haired girl who was standing up from the sofa. She was wearing a white off-the-shoulder long dress, and her chest had begun to take shape. , but the noble temperament is unforgettable.

"Kirodo Saori?"

Lin Yanggang opened his mouth and instinctively yawned.

For some reason, he was a little sleepy when he first came to this world, and wanted to sleep very much.

This is not normal.

"It's me, welcome to the Galaxy Arena."

Saori Kido walked towards the 'peers' in front of her, and a fragrance came to her face, whether it was perfume or deodorant.

Sleepy Lin Yang rubbed his eyes: "Just call me 'Lin'."

"I'm a little sleepy, can I arrange a room?"

As he spoke, he yawned again, and then, under the erosion of the new blood, he coughed again, and his mouth was full of the smell of blood.

Seeing this, Saori Chenghu frowned slightly and said, "Since Mr. Lin is tired, then Saori will arrange a room for Mr. Lin, but..."

"Do you need a doctor?"

Lin Yang shook his head: "No, it's an old problem of mine, it's fine."

"Then please come with me."

Chenghu Saori suppressed her worry-like look, and she led the way, leading Lin Yang to the guest bedroom on the third floor.

"Until Mr. Lin leaves, you can stay here forever, and Saori won't bother you."

As Kido Saori said, she walked towards the outside of the guest bedroom.

"Thanks."

Unbearably sleepy, Lin Yang saw Chenghu Saori closed the door, so he took off his clothes, lay comfortably on the bed, and gradually fell asleep.

All he could think about was sleep, and he didn't think about why he was sleepy, why he could sleep peacefully in a strange place.

The moment Lin Yang appeared in front of Saori Shiroto, there was a force guiding his behavior. All kinds of futures and choices were influenced by others, leaving only sleep.

Not long after, the snoring sound of '咻...咻...' was heard, and the door of the room was opened.

Saori Kido walked in, her clothes hadn't changed in any way, but the firmness and fragility in her expression had disappeared, turning into indifference and sacredness.

At this moment, she is no longer the eldest lady Saori Kido, nor the goddess of war Athena, but the inanimate old mother who rules the "Vacuum Homeland" and has the "Twelve Angels" under her command. Golden Emperor.

As early as the day when Saori Kido joined the chat group, Mother Wusheng had noticed that the consciousness of Saori Kido had been covered by Mother Saori Wusheng's consciousness as vast as the heavens and ten thousand worlds.

To Wusheng old mother, Saori Kido is just a 'sub-personality', and she doesn't want to let it exist at that time, and if necessary, she can dominate everything in the 'sub-personality' at any time.

The girl with purple hair and white dress walked to the bed, she lowered her head, her waist-length purple hair hung down, and her eyes as deep as the endless starry sky looked at the sleeping Lin Yang.

With the gap between the two, Lin Yang's memory was understood by the purple-haired girl at this moment.

In order to travel through the world, she gave up her cultivation.

Sweeping all enemies outside the territory.

The first army of the Xilin tribe appeared.

Go to the world of 'Yi Zi'.

The strong outsiders came to Kunlun Mountain.

One year of retreat and penance.

Fight against a woman named Yaoyao.

Travel to the world of 'Ninja Commoner'.

Sweeping the Western Holy City...

Looking at Lin Yang's memory, the purple-haired girl's eyes remained unchanged. The experience of some mortals is too small compared to the life of 'His', like a grain of sand in the universe.

Suddenly, the purple-haired girl's eyes changed, and she saw a piece of white.

It was pale confetti, which originated from the mighty power of the weird ancestor.

"Well."

She groaned in pain, her beautiful face twisted, and she staggered and fell on the bed, Lin Yang's scorching temperature hit her face.

"This……"

Seeing more and more pale confetti in Lin Yang's memory, and feeling more and more uncomfortable, the purple-haired girl stopped peeping in time and stopped observing Lin Yang's memory.

Then, her body fell down, concentrating on cleaning up the negative effects of seeing the white confetti.

Lin Yang in his sleep felt a familiar soft touch around him, and the instinct he had cultivated over the years allowed him to skillfully stretch out his hands and grasp where he should grasp.