Myth Resurrection: Pick Up the Chaos Bell at the Beginning

This kind of thought breeds in Siyan's heart, and then out of control, he suddenly thinks of his own ambition - surpassing Chen Ping.

The four eyes, who are already close to death, can't help showing a wry smile, and he still has such an ethereal idea that the distance from Chen Ping can almost exceed Chaos.

In the beginning, he was just a little demon who wanted to prove himself, probably because it was too easy to be sanctified, which caused the expansion of his mind.

Chen Ping has reached the critical point at this time, and the breath of death is like water with an open valve, drilling deep into the body, and then eroding the body little by little.

Decay and disgust are manifested in Chen Pingyuan's nearly perfect body one by one. Death is the condensation of almost all the vicious things in the world, and now these things take root and sprout in him.

Until the erosion of his heart, Chen Ping's eyes could no longer be opened in the water, and he felt helpless for a while, but he was the one who was the most unwilling.

He hasn't persisted until the beginning of the calamity, he hasn't slaughtered all the cultivators in the world, he hasn't returned to the prehistoric land to meet Yun Si, and he hasn't gone to see the chaos he's been thinking about.

These unwillingness appeared in Chen Ping's heart one by one, and strong emotions rushed into his heart for a while, but they soon returned to calm, the body had no ability to escape death at all, and could only accept it reluctantly.

Complicated emotions intersected in my heart, and in the end, only a complete acceptance of death was left. At the last glance, all I saw was darkness, and the heavy eyelids were completely closed.

"The dead don't die, their strength gets stronger"

I had thought that I had passed away completely, and until the words surrounded my ears, the long-lost dryness easily appeared on Chen Ping, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that it was indeed not darkness.

"here it is……"

As soon as Chen Ping opened his eyes, the sun shone directly into his eyes,

Pain arises in the bottom of the eye.

"This is the only place of death in the universe, you can call it under the Nine Netherworld."

A hoarse voice sounded in Chen Ping's ears, but it made him a little unbelievable.

Here is the sun of Xihe hanging in the sky, the ground on the ground is extremely soft, and the moisture in the air makes everything unreal.

"here……"

Chen Ping was a little surprised. This place has nothing to do with the evil place of Jiuyou. It is more like a human world than a human world.

Everything contains vitality, the flowers on the ground are bright red, and there are small creatures like mice running around in the soil.

"Is it completely irrelevant to the region, the extremes of things will reverse, this principle is also applicable in the underworld."

A kind-looking old man appeared in front of Chen Ping's eyes, everything was so sudden, and there was an inexplicable harmony, as if everything was natural...  

"This... old gentleman, why are you here."

Chen Ping looked at the old man in front of him suspiciously, and he was extremely vigilant about this unfamiliar place.

Maybe the appearance can be disguised, but the danger will always exist. The old man looks ordinary, but in Chen Ping's opinion, he has the taste of harmony between man and nature.

You must know that the last time Chen Ping saw the unity of heaven and man was on Taixuan, and the unity of heaven and man was a huge drain on Taixuan, and the old man in front of him kept this state all the time.

Almost at the realm of returning to nature, the person in front of him is very strong, and this conclusion arises in Chen Ping's heart.

"Because, I am the controller of this world, which is what you think, death is my honorary title, and breaking reality is the meaning of death."

The old man said plainly, although it was easy to say, it has already made Chen Ping extremely horrified. The sage from the ancient times, the dark monarch who is ready to rule the world, is more terrifying than the devil, and all of them are the old man in front of him.

"What! You are actually a death saint."

At this time, Chen Ping's aura was rising steadily, and he had almost reached a peak, an aura that had almost touched the boundary of the road.

"You're not wrong to say that. In the ancient times, every saint was the Dao itself, and I symbolized death. It's not wrong to call me a saint of death, but it may be more appropriate to call me death directly."

Death did not hide it, and directly accepted the title of Death Saint.

"Death Saint, all this is what you expected!"

Chen Ping took a deep look at Death, and then said this meaningfully.

"Yes, everything in the world is dying, even death itself will die, and the way of heaven cannot be overstepped. When the time is approaching, the sky will also pass away. Only in the ancient times, through the not yet perfected Dao rules. , let me see you."

Death looks at the sky, where everything ends up. .

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Looking down the eyes of death, it was a lonely sun. For some reason, this absurd idea suddenly appeared in Chen Ping's mind.

The sun has always been a loner, why is there a lonely sun, but this feeling is in Chen Ping's heart, and he can't break free for a long time. This feeling seems to have taken root in his heart.

"What's that, this feeling is weird?"

Chen Ping swallowed, shook his head, and threw this weird feeling out of his mind. Since this kind of distortion still made Gu Jing Bubo feel a little lonely in his heart.

"You can also feel that under the Nine Nether, it should be the most filthy place between heaven and earth, and it should be the place where yin qi gathers. gas."

The hoarse voice of death sounded, and he spoke very slowly, as if he was indifferent to everything in the world, and he was not anxious about anything, as if everything could not be taken into account.

"So it is."

Chen Ping murmured to himself, the explanation of death makes sense. There are all Yin Qi in the nine secluded areas. Only with this touch of extreme Yang, everything in the world can be enlightened. It is normal for this extreme Yang Qi to have the ability of 14. .

"It's a pity that Lonely Yang doesn't last long. If he doesn't leave this place, he will never be able to become a saint. He can only be the only little bit of yang energy under Jiuyou."

If death pointedly said, Chen Ping's ability and understanding were not bad, and he naturally understood the meaning of the words.

"Enlightenment is all due to chance. If the death saint thinks about it, I am afraid that this bit of yang is the reversal of yin and yang, and the transformation of yin into yang. It is also acceptable to reverse this nine secluded universe."

Chen Ping's words were intentionally or unintentionally flattering death, and of course it wasn't flattering. These were all true.

If you really let death exert its strength, reverse the world, and melt the sky, it is not a problem, but there is no need to do so.

"The power of the Holy One is far beyond your imagination, but it's a pity that the Holy One is not invincible, and it is not even the ultimate death."

Death shook his head, instead of denying what Chen Ping said, he directly pointed out that he underestimated the saint of Hedao, which made Chen Ping feel a little touched in his heart.

"Death is the ultimate... what kind of scene is that?"

Chen Ping continued following what Death had said, but now he can't help himself. Death's strength crushed him dozens of times with no problem at all.

And most importantly, Chen Ping far underestimated death. He originally thought it was a fallen immemorial saint, but he didn't expect that he himself was death itself.

Although death will die out in eternity, it will never be now, and that moment may never come, unless it waits for the appearance of the saint of heaven.

"The way of heaven is still beyond your reach. You came under this nine secluded secluded places, went through the wind against the wind, the Tianshitan, and finally came here through the gap between life and death. Your arrival, I was already in the chaos, before Hongmeng was judged. aware."

Although the tone of death was flat, the words fell in Chen Ping's heart like a thunderous sound, and all of them caused a shock in his heart.

"You mention it twice, you see me, is there anything special about me? The world will not revolve around one person forever, even if it is the son of the avenue."

The current Chen Ping is not a fledgling young man.

He is also very clear about the rules of the world, and at the same time he is very puzzled. He can mention this sentence twice, which makes him feel like a thorn in the back.

"Because you are the only person who is not in the way of death. How many saints in ancient and modern times can't jump beyond the boundary of life and death in the end. They can only struggle in the place of life and finally throw towards death. Only you, different from them. It's not the same."

Death stared at Chen Ping for a while, which made him uncomfortable for a while. This feeling made him feel a strong erosion of every inch of his skin.

"I am not in the way of death. I have clearly felt the breath of death just now, and I feel that my origin will be wiped out at any time."

Chen Ping believed that his feelings would not be false, and he didn't have much trust in death. If he had to say it, he was probably still [-]% vigilant about him.

An ancient saint, Chen Ping didn't even dare to speculate on his thoughts, the two were not on the same order of magnitude at all, and there was something special about themselves, even if it was like this, it was just a coincidence for that kind of character.

"No, that's not the same. The annihilation of the source is also not death, it can only be regarded as disappearance. Death is a complete death. No one will remember. In the infinite past, no one even knew that such a person existed. , this is death."

There is longing in the eyes of death, Chen Ping keenly captured this ray of light, and he thought about it, perhaps erasing is far from being as simple as he imagined.

"I can also wipe out a person's existence in time and space by using the Chaos Treasure."

When Chen Ping spoke, it was obvious that he lacked confidence. Obviously, he also realized something, but at the same time, he still had some doubts in his heart, knowing that Zi Yan was completely erased by him.

"That's just one of the pasts. Maybe in a certain time and space, she did not die. The real death is associated with all the time and space. You must know that the suppression of the saints of the Tao is not complete."

Death revealed something for Chen Ping that he didn't understand.

At this time, Chen Ping had a more objective view on the saints of the Tao, and at the same time, the evaluation of the saints in his heart was infinitely higher.

"Is every saint of the Tao like you?"

This is Chen Ping's last question. If every saint who joins the Tao is as terrifying as death, how strong should the Demon Lord be as the power to suppress all the Tao.

"It's just an example, don't think too much, just like you, in a realm, there are always strong and weak points, although you jumped out of death, it may be because in a certain time and space, you have achieved above the heavenly saints. boundaries."

Death pondered for a moment and threw another bomb, which shocked Chen Ping quite a bit. He might be a supreme and powerful existence in a certain time and space.

"Don't be too happy too early. After surpassing the saint of heaven, he is no longer him in all time and space. You are just a shadow, enjoying the shadow of his identity."

Death hit Chen Ping mercilessly, which made him unable to step down for a while.

Chen Ping was also relieved afterwards. If the self in that time and space was really so powerful and would help him, if he slapped him down, he would die without a place to be buried. .

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But obviously this assumption is unrealistic, because he cannot borrow the power of another world, even if that person is himself.

"As the shadow of that person, although you are not in death, it does not mean that you will not die, but you will not die easily. Once you die, you will be worse than anyone else."

Everything has advantages and disadvantages. This is the normal reincarnation of heaven, and death is open to death, but the path on Chen Ping is now very smooth, but it still has a lot of shortcomings for the devil.

"If that's the case, what's the use of my identity?"

Chen Ping also began to ponder, all his resources are part of what can be used, so what can the identity of shadow bring to him.

You must know that when a powerful person achieves the supreme state, it can be regarded as cutting off all connections with himself in all time and space, and his every move can hardly affect himself in other time and space.

In this way, the identity of the shadow loses most of its role, and it is easy to be rejected by the heavens. In a space and time, a person who has become a supreme figure, even its shadow, has the foundation of achieving supreme success.

It's just that at that time, the first person Chen Ping met was the one who achieved the supreme. The world does not allow two identical people to ascend to the supreme, and that position will always be rare.

Naturally, it is impossible to come out more casually, so that Chen Ping can easily sit on it.

"Of course it works, I am the light of Jiuyou, the devil is the darkness outside the sky, maybe we are not necessarily correct, but I must be opposite to him, our positions are different, you don't need to be on the united front with me, just need It's enough to let the demon master fail to become a saint of heaven, I'm not interested in a saint of heaven."

In the eyes of death, there is no coveting for the position of the saint of heaven, some are only plain, and it seems that everything has been underestimated.

"Why? Is it good for you if the Demon Lord can't achieve the saint of heaven?"

Chen Ping was a little surprised. There is only one position for the saint of heaven, and if he does not let the devil be sanctified, shouldn't he be in that position for himself? Why did he take the initiative to give up, which made him even more puzzled.