Turning into a nine-tailed sky fox, I seem to be very powerful

Unlike the past, magic is gone, gods are dead, humans have redefined everything, and the world has changed accordingly.However, the essence has not changed in any way.

What has changed is only the angle of observation.

So there are laws and rules, a framework, the three blockades of Xintiandao and the existence of science, and this endless space that has never existed before.

But all existence is not without reason.

They are all dead.

The century of man has come. "

"It is true that the radiance of the stars is a symbol of the turning of fortune.

But if you trace its origin, there must be a source.

Even if there is nothing in the dark sky, the so-called stars are just lifeless aggregations of matter, but they still have an irreplaceable meaning. "

"—The so-called space is originally the manifestation of endless hell in this world."

The great witch stared at the countless stars and told her: "At the end of billions of stars, where those icy lights come from is hell itself."

The so-called abyss and the so-called space have never been different for human beings.

They are also distant and mysterious places, full of dangers and taboos.

In the pitch-black space, those glittering things, those erratic phantoms, are all the projections from hell under the distant erosion.

Separated by a long distance, their power attracts the convergence of matter, forming a barren skeleton, proclaiming its own existence.

In the end, under the force of the law called 'universal gravitation', this sea of ​​brilliance above the erosion depth was formed.

"Look, hour, the flames of the sun are gone."

In the reflection of the glass, among the countless dancing lights, the magnificent phantom embraced her shoulders, lowered its head, and whispered in her ear:

"Now we are walking on the abyss..."

……

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Chapter 690 His Test

As the second passes through the last scale, the gears drive each other, driving the hour hand to the beginning time.

Nine o'clock sharp.

And with the big film on the live broadcast

"Shangxian opens the door..."

"Knock knock, is Shangxian here?"

"Lingxianjiang, your dog is here..."

Lin Xuan also tidied up his instruments and turned on the live broadcast screen. After urgently searching the year-end summary reviews of major anchors and up hosts, in less than half an hour, the amateur novelist, flower shop manager, and all-round maid Lingxian The brain roundtable meeting between Ms. Er and the popular anchor Lingxianjiang finally came to the result.

So, with the apprehension that he might be reported for the live broadcast, Lingyun Shangxian smiled slightly at the camera

"Good evening, everyone."

……

At the moment when the dense barrage disappeared, everyone saw the super-popular anchor appearing behind the screen, and in some people's eyes, that blurred stunning face...

Misty gray mist emerges from the void, chaos tumbling, and a little bit of light emerges, it seems to be a thing composed of infinite existence, everything is in it, and it is also in everything-it is not just Something that exists only in one space-time continuum, but is connected to the Ultimate Source that animates all that exists in the immensity of all existence—ultimately, a place without limits and beyond all whims and The absolute scope of mathematical logic and more.

Countless flowing rays of light floated up and down in the mist, as if they were going to penetrate the sky and the earth. It was a phenomenon created by the gods.

To be precise, it is a phenomenon created when the gods fell.

When the former god ushers in death, the huge body will fall from the highest place in the world, and the destiny, miracles, and even the origin accumulated in a lifetime will scatter out of the gradually broken body like blood, turning into The mighty light flow of the earth.

Collapse.

Have not entered the deepest part of hell.

This is the last favor left by the gods.

The magnificent rainbow light that runs through the present world, the outer border and hell seems to distort time, break through the past and the future, and create countless mirages that are difficult to touch.

At that moment, whether it was a loyal fan, someone who wanted to watch the excitement, or a high-level foundation masquerading as a fan, all the peak people in the world who gathered here for different reasons and purposes all saw him. His figure covered the sky. The nine tails covering the sun, the mist covering the face... and the suffocating and peerless face hidden in the mist.

So subconsciously, he tensed his body.

I can't hear His 'voice' at all, to be precise... I can't feel the other party's heartbeat, pulse, or even the original wave is empty.

Like a phantom, it doesn't exist here.

No, it should be said that He was... not here!

But what exactly do you see?

What did everyone see?

hallucination?

Or……

But now, like a planet revolving around a star, everything revolves around the will of the central figure.

And as he raised his eyes, the calm chaotic ocean also began to surge.

"Good evening, friends!"

At that moment, Shangxian greeted the people in the live broadcast room as usual, and glanced at the live broadcast room with a half-smile.

Instead of exposing some people's tricks and evil intentions, he nodded slightly as a signal.

He knows everything, but He doesn't care.

In the eyes of those people, Shangxian Lingyun's body suddenly blurred for a while, and then condensed again, showing heartbeat, pulse and profound energy fluctuations.

It became more and more real.

It is also more and more revealing the essence of 'illusion'.

They sweated profusely and finally understood.

He is here.

Or...he felt that he should be here, so everyone saw that he was here.

This is a completely unimaginable power!

It is impossible to determine whether what is seen is real or illusory.

Because for Lingyun Shangxian, reality or illusion is no longer important, what is really important is the idea that easily reversed the phenomenon.

He thinks he is here, so he is here.

All will be able to see Him.

If he thinks he is waving, then everyone will be able to see him waving.

If only if he thought the enemy would die.

Then his enemy is dead.

Now, with the arrival of Shangxian, the original atmosphere of the entire live broadcast room was shaken instantly, and everyone's eyes suddenly became frantic.

Almost the same glow as faith!

The True God of Fallen God?The legendary Chaos Immortal?There is no need to do anything else, just being here is enough to explain everything.

There are very few people in this world who can even perceive this kind of extraordinary, but there is no doubt that now is the time for Shangxian to test the results of this "preaching".

Is there a chance to continue to feel His true meaning of heaven.

The live broadcast begins.

Everything continued, just like usual, Shangxian smiled and interacted and chatted with the people in the live broadcast room, whether they were immortals, mortals, elves, dwarves...

Regardless of race, regardless of high or low, they are treated equally.

There were no surprises, the live broadcast proceeded in an orderly manner, and in the end, it reached the end of the first stage.

When the routine live show ended with Shangxian's simple and beautiful singing, the prelude was finally coming to an end.

The supernatural beings looked at the top with more and more anticipation.

Looking forward to getting his guidance, getting the blue eyes of the ancient fairy, looking forward to getting advice from the peak.

Even if it's just to look at yourself.

"I think everyone can't wait anymore?"

Shangxian Lingyun smiled slightly and put down the teacup

"I am ashamed to say that, as a popular anchor, after getting used to the normal live broadcast process, it is really embarrassing to ask questions when interacting with readers until the end of this year.

Time is precious, so let's get started. "

He paused for a moment, and said earnestly and kindly: "This is a proposition I, as the anchor, put forward to all fans."

"Here, I have a question to ask first."

Shangxian asked: "All of you here are experienced warriors, courageous immortals and adventurers, wise men and prophets with ever-changing wits, so, among you, can anyone answer my questions? ?”

She asked: "Everyone here must be a seeker who wants to pursue the peak and challenges, and to become strong at all costs.

But what I am curious about is, what kind of power can be called the strongest? "

After saying a word, everyone was stunned and froze in place.

Hard to understand.

Known as the bottomless strength, no, it may be absolutely one of the few strong men in this world and hell. The noble Lingyun Shangxian will ask such a question.

But Shangxian was still smiling, drinking tea, and quietly waiting for the fans to come to a conclusion...

……

(foot v foot)

Chapter 690 Answer

Eh?Why no one answered?

Lin Xuan panicked...

The live broadcast room fell into a long silence. No, to a certain extent, the bullet screens were still overwhelming compared to just now, but the number of speeches from the second graders who originally accounted for at least half of them was greatly reduced.

Meanwhile, the high-level members of the fan club, support club, and pro-guard team almost disappeared, but the gifts became more and more fierce, as if they wanted to take out all their wealth.

Is it because I feel that I am too brazen and want to express my dissatisfaction?But this way of expressing dissatisfaction is a bit too peculiar, right?

Lin Xuan didn't quite understand it. After all, it was her first year-end summary program. Who would have thought that she would set up a large-scale ban package for the readers. Those who didn't know would think that she would only be able to lift the ban by swiping more gifts. What about the black-hearted anchor.

Shangxian, who had always been strategizing in the live broadcast room, was a little panicked.

After interacting with most of the fans for about 15 minutes, seeing that the top ten most active players in the past were still silently swiping gifts without speaking, Lin Xuan finally couldn't sit still

So, with a trace of apprehension, she tried her best to keep smiling calmly.

"Then, let's ask some of our most active people, Bai Jianxian, have you made up your mind?"

……

As if watching the doubts and tension in everyone's hearts, after a quarter of an hour, Shangxian, who had a panoramic view of everything, put down his teacup and looked at Baijianxian below.

"Bai Jianxian, have you made up your mind?"

"Return to the immortal, but the inferior is dull."

The young man with glasses on his head nodded, and replied respectfully: "In my heart, the power like the Lord of Kunlun is the strongest."

Not shying away from the surprised gazes of others, the young sword master expressed his inner thoughts in this way.I don't deny the strength of Shangxian, but I also insist on the "strongest" that I pursue in my heart.

Lingyun Shangxian shook his head and smiled, "Isn't there someone who is better than him? As you said, isn't the Human Emperor the real pinnacle of the world?"

"That's not what I'm looking for." Bai Jianxian replied decisively: "The peak I want has always been Kunlun alone."

Sure enough, Bai Jianxian is still the same as before. Lin Xuan still remembers that he met this young elder brother in ancient costume at the flower shop. He looked about the same age as him. It seemed that the marriage proposal failed and he was slapped on the face. A red slap.