I Contracted Myself

Wuming had never thought that human beings could die in such bizarre ways, let alone that there were so many ways to die. It turned out that he had experienced all of them countless times, and that he was the one who did it.

In the incalculable life and death, Wuming gradually enters a mysterious and mysterious state, opposite but harmonious, which is difficult to describe and cannot be understood in a conventional way.

It has the charm of "I don't know the true face of Mount Lu, just because I am in this mountain".

This is not a sudden realization, but more like a kind of accumulation after infinite accumulation. Everything is so natural and smooth, just like swallowing laxatives after a week of constipation.

But this situation did not last long.

Wuming himself is not an ascetic, his strength comes from various miscellaneous abilities, just like building blocks, put together layer by layer, but the requirements for his character are not high.

Although he himself has experienced countless ‏‎‏‎‏​‎‏‎​‏‏‎‎‏‏ and has experienced spiritual transformation again and again, his spiritual realm has not actually reached the most perfect state.

The spiritual realm on the side of the King of Darkness gradually overcame the spiritual realm on Wuming's side.

This can be regarded as a disguised form of seizing the body. Although Wuming will not become the King of Darkness, if he is completely dominated by the King of Darkness's behavior, it is difficult to say what he will become in the future.

Gradually, Wuming was like an unbalanced top, sliding towards the King of Darkness.

The King of Darkness has a very solid realm. His understanding of darkness and power far exceeds that of Wuming. The reason why he lost to Wuming is because Wuming is a cheater.

When the two merge into one, the other abilities cannot affect their spiritual realm, so the realm of the Dark King easily prevails.

At this time, Wuming had a new understanding of the Lord of Darkness and himself.

He had memories of practicing with his senior brother in ancient times. He was competitive and jealous of his carefree senior brother, so much so that he secretly committed murder.

Later, the sword took a wrong turn, becoming more and more evil, and became the big devil causing trouble for everyone.

Later, he became a magician, a person with superpowers, a genetic warrior, a warrior, and became a catastrophe that caused great disgrace in the world. At a later stage, he became the mastermind behind the scenes, dominating the world. The world has entered the era of Ma Jialiu, and countless vicious techniques have been spread, making the atmosphere of the practice world increasingly corrupt.

During these changes, Wuming's state of mind also changed, as if he had truly become a big devil who did all kinds of evil.

He was almost perfectly synchronized with the realm of the King of Darkness and fell rapidly towards the abyss.

But just when he was about to transform into the second King of Darkness, a warm light suddenly emitted from his chest, and Lin Renmei hugged him gently.

The King of Darkness attacked the Great Wilderness Special Zone, and Lin Renmei did not survive, but Lin Renmei's origin had long been mixed with the nameless origin.

She is like Wuming's safety rope, stopping Wuming from falling into the dark abyss.

In an instant, she was like a spark that started a prairie fire, igniting the truest feelings deep in Wuming's heart.

like!

Endless love!

At this moment, Wuming's heart was filled with love, his love, Lin Renmei's love, and his great love for all things.

All the above are actually illusory. Wuming's true body is actually still lying dead in the void. However, after the balance between great love and great evil, Wuming's realm rapidly improves again.

That incredible, indescribable feeling emerged again, so mysterious and mysterious that I couldn't understand it.

Unlimited death, unlimited killing.

I don’t know how many eras of annihilation lasted. The King of Darkness tried every method to break the cycle, killing the nameless and the pearl in various horrifying ways. residents of the city.

Finally, he got tired of it, and in the end, in order to buy time, he stopped attacking Wuming. Even several times when Wuming encountered a certain death situation, he quietly helped Wuming escape.

Finally, after countless deaths, Wuming was like walking through a long, dark tunnel and saw the bright and warm sunshine at the exit.

When he rushed out of the tunnel and embraced the sunshine, his heart was instantly full, full, beyond limit, transcendent, and transcendent!

In an instant, the world is infinitely broad, countless dimensions intersect and extend infinitely into the spider web, there is an infinite cycle between existence and non-existence, the infinite universe expands and contracts, birth and death, everything is clear with a single thought, omniscient, omnipotent, omniscient, omnipotent.

“It’s such a wonderful moment in a thousand years!”

For a long time, Wuming took a deep breath of non-existent breath, slowly opened his eyes, and murmured to himself.

He looked at the huge statue in Lashao Universe and said with a smile: "Long time no see. It's really... a long time, a long time."

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Divine hidden space.

In fact, Machia has not moved from beginning to end. All its actions are driven by instinct. It is still half awake and half asleep.

After countless worlds were destroyed and devoured, Machia's eyelids kept shaking, as if he was about to wake up in the next moment.

At this time, Wuming appeared out of thin air above the sea of ​​blood. He looked at Machia's head, sighed slightly, drank and pecked, all for a reason.

Although Wuming did not admit that he was the King of Darkness, he knew very well that the Majia Flow did spread from the King of Darkness.

Just like there must be an antidote near poisonous snakes, and destruction of the environment will inevitably lead to the backlash of nature, the popularity of the sorrel flow has also led to the emergence of freaks, and Machia is the freak among the freaks. It can be said that the spiritual practice world itself is The biggest counterattack against the Majia flow.

Every wrong has its perpetrator, every debt has its creditor.

In the end, Machiya destroyed everything that Wuming valued.

The Council of All Heavens collapsed completely, and the Great Wilderness Special Zone had to escape into the Lashao Universe, and was destroyed by the Dark Lord.

Wuming lost everything, but also gained everything because of it.

"Wake up!"

Wuming looked at Machiya and said calmly.

The next moment, Machiya's eyelids trembled wildly, and then he suddenly opened his eyes.

He was confused at first, and then gradually sobered up, and everything in the dream gradually became clear.

Because he was too strong after he was born, he understood everything but didn't need to care about it, but in his dream he was weak, poor, unlucky, and his life was full of helplessness. He often felt how difficult it was to survive, and he was running around in countless trivialities.

At the moment of waking up from the dream, he‏‎‏‎‏​‎‏‎‎‎‏‏‎‎‎‏understood what life was and what it meant to live.

Not sure if it was a coincidence, he slowly spoke after a while: "A moment in a thousand years, it's really fun!"

The blood sea that was destroying and devouring everything suddenly stopped, and then shrank at a very fast speed. All the demon slaves stopped one after another, and then disappeared in screams and wails.

"Since you have killed the demon in your heart, you can be exempted from the death penalty, but you can't escape the living crime. Go to the eternal space. The sea of ​​suffering will never end, and you will never come out!" Wuming looked at Machiya and said directly.

Machia was silent for a moment, and the blood sea shrank into his body in an instant, and he said: "Okay."

Although he didn't know who Wuming was, he knew very well that Wuming was as powerful as the existence that sealed him. The feeling that he couldn't resist when he saw it was definitely not wrong.

After a while, Machia went to the eternal space by himself, and Wuming stayed where he was, and said: "Is the show good?"

"It's good, it's quite good. They don't take me to play. What else can I do besides watching the show?" A woman's voice sounded, and then the Shenzang space turned upside down and turned into a simple bedroom.

A woman was sitting on the couch holding a cat, looking at Wuming with a half-smile.

She asked: "Should I call you Wuming? Or Zhang Ping?"

"Yesterday I was not me... or Wuming. The Dark King and Zhang Ping have long become the past." Wuming sat on the recliner that appeared out of thin air, gradually becoming lazy, and said slowly.

The woman suddenly laughed and said: "You have such a good relationship with Hawkins, why don't you contact him and we go to play with them too?"

"I refuse, hurry up... the next scene!" Wuming said bluntly.

The woman looked at the heavens and the worlds, smiled faintly: "The next scene will take a long time to brew."

(The whole book is over)