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    Ling Yi stared at the descendant of Fuxi in confusion. He found that he could not understand the other person's thinking, because as long as he was a normal person, he would not really regard his life as a game. According to her, as a person  Is the man behind the scenes causing the Age of Mythology to end like crazy and finally out of boredom?  ¡°And¡­ Ling Yi was a little concerned about the last words spoken by the descendant of Fu Xi.  "Since you have self-awareness? How should I understand this sentence?" Ling Yi stared into the eyes of the descendant of Fu Xi and asked slowly.  "As expected of Ling Yi, your mind is indeed sharp. Do you think what I said is a bit strange?" The descendant of Fu Xi smiled lightly again. Although his dark gray eyes were still without much emotion, they were a little more human than before.  : "Maybe it's because I'm old, or maybe, in this world, in heaven and on earth, you are the only one qualified to sit across from me and talk to me like this. And I have indeed accumulated a lot of words, and I want to talk about them all.  Let me tell you, hey, maybe this is a bad habit that all evil bosses have. I like Rory during the final battle. I used to think that the plot in this kind of movie was stupid, but now I start to understand, it is indeed the case.  It comes from life, talent is higher than life. If I lose in the end, some secrets will never be known to anyone, which is really a pity Where to start, let's start with the death of Fu Xi.  "Get up." Fuxi's successor looked back on the past like an old man, with a trace of reminiscence in his dark gray eyes: "Fuxi spent too much effort on using the Fuxi Disk to deduce the secrets of heaven, and his life span was greatly reduced. When he was dying, he decided to make the final sacrifice.  The essence of life, deducing the future of the mythical age! He would not have thought that the picture in the prophecy he deduced was actually what Fu Xipan wanted him to see because at that time, Fu Xipan had truly possessed himself.  , with emotions, it no longer wants to be a tool spirit, but wants to become a real living being." Seeing Ling Yi's eyes widening because of his words.  The descendant of Fuxi smiled lightly: "Yes, I am not actually a human being, but the weapon spirit of Fuxipan." Ling Yi couldn't help but gasp.  In any case, he has never thought of this possibility, because it is too bizarre, the end of the mythical era.  How ironic is it that the fall of the gods was actually controlled by the spirit of a magic weapon?  If there was knowledge of the fallen gods in the spring, how many people would be so angry that they would beat their chests?  The descendant of Fuxi continued: "In the national era thousands of years ago, there was a movie called "Terminator", which said that human computers had wisdom and ambition. Then they produced countless robots to compete with humans for the world My  The situation is somewhat similar to this movie, because fundamentally, Fuxipan is also a computer, a supercomputer from the mythical age. Even if your human technology advances for 10,000 years, you will not be able to invent a computer with this level of calculation.  Every deduction requires hard work to be poured into Fuxipan. Over time, the weapon spirit of Fuxipan becomes more and more spiritual, and finally truly possesses the most important thing as a living beingemotions and desires." "Benefit from the Emperor.  Zong Xinxue got a lot of messy information. After the descendant of Fuxi said this, Ling Yi indeed remembered such a movie and couldn't help but smile bitterly. Does this count as a fantasy coming true?  Fuxi's successor said calmly: "Afterwards, Fuxi died, and Fuxipan was passed on to a female disciple he had accepted. That female disciple's cultivation was not strong. So I took advantage of her unpreparedness, obliterated her will, and replaced her.  Instead." Ling Yi suddenly felt a chill in his heart.  "Then, I arranged everything and led to the birth of Emperor Zang. I started a war with the gods, hoping to finally reap the benefits Unfortunately, I still fell short." The descendant of Fuxi said in a faint tone: "But it doesn't matter, if the game is too smooth sailing  , is not a good game, there is a challenge only when there is an unknown, right?" Ling Yi looked at Ling Rou, his eyes unblinking, and said: "So, the sixth artifact you want to create in the end is actually yourself?"  "Not bad." The descendant of Fu Xi admitted frankly, and then smiled: "Speaking of which, it's time to introduce you to an acquaintanceBai Haoran, come out." Cold wind poured into the hall, and the door of the Ice Palace opened silently, and a figure  Appeared at the door of the hall, then took steps and walked in.  Dressed in white clothes like snow, his hair was not messy, his young and handsome face was calm and expressionless, but he no longer had the aristocratic temperament he had before, and was more like a slave, humbly walking in  In the Ice Palace Bai Haoran is still Bai Haoran, but he is no longer the same Bai Haoran.  Ling Yi was not surprised by Bai Haoran's appearance, because he had long suspected that if anyone could save Bai Haoran, who was about to die of old age, it would be the descendant of Fuxi. Therefore, the current meeting was not so much an unexpected change.  , rather it is a matter of course.  Bai Haoran walked into the ice palaceIn the meantime, he walked a dozen steps closer, knelt down to Lingrou, touched his forehead to the ground, and said: "Master." Ling Yi's eyes flashed with complexity. People can change. Who would have thought that back then,  Will the extremely proud Bai Haoran look like this now?  However, looking back carefully, it is not surprising that the once proud Bai Haoran has experienced such things as licking sanitary napkins and accelerating death from old age.  "Look up, you must have always been curious about what I look like." Ling Rou said calmly.  Bai Haoran's body trembled almost unnoticeably. After being silent for a second, he slowly raised his head and saw clearly the two people sitting in front of the ice table. His pupils instantly shrank to needlepoints.  Of course he has never met Ling Rou, but that doesn't mean he doesn't know Ling Rou. He regards Ling Yi as his old enemy in life. He has also seen the information about Ling Yi's family, so he naturally remembers Ling Rou's appearance in the image.  And now, the mysterious person with great strength who saved her from the fate of old age and death is actually Ling Yi¡¯s sister?  This couldn't help but make Bai Haoran feel ridiculous. For a moment, he couldn't help but have a thought - these brothers and sisters are teaming up to play with me, right?  However, even if he knew that it was just a little girl, and even if he now had the innate strength of Dzogchen, Bai Haoran did not dare to have the slightest idea of ??rebellion, because he knew how terrifying the mysterious man was and that everything about him was under his control.  Among!     if not like this.  How could he, Bai Haoran, become so humble as a slave?  After glancing at Ling Rou, Bai Haoran glanced at Ling Yi quickly, with unforgettable resentment in his eyes, and then immediately lowered his head, his forehead touching the ground.  "We meet old friends. Ling Yi, don't you want to say hello to him?" Fuxi's descendant looked at Ling Yi with interest.  Ling Yi's eyes fell on Bai Haoran, whose kneeling posture was more standard than that of Japanese people. He felt funny and sarcastic in his heart, but not pity. He asked slowly and comfortingly in a gentle tone: "How are you, young man? Are you still as handsome as ever?"  A dog?" I have to say.  Ling Yi's venomous tongue has reached a certain level, and one sentence can often make those who hate him angry, especially the more they hate him, the more obvious the effect will be.  Click!  Bai Haoran could hardly suppress his cultivation. The ice layer under his body had cracks as fine as a spider web, and his hair moved automatically without wind.  With his forehead touching the ground, his face was extremely ferocious and terrifying, like a ferocious beast.  There is no doubt that the person Bai Haoran hates the most in his heart is Ling Yi, and the second is Ling Rou who turned him into this appearance. He will never forget the pain of killing Guanjia Feng with his own hands involuntarily!  Ling Rou softly praised: "Do you hate it? It's great. I also wanted to have such deep emotions It's a pity. Although I have emotions now, I seem to be the kind of person who suffers from an emotional deficiency disease.  Whether it's love or hate, it's far from being as unforgettable as what you can do. If possible, I would also like to know what it feels like to fall in love with someone or hate someone. " Ling Yi didn't know what to say, because he was.  I know it's useless to say anything.  Ling Rou continued: "Bai Haoran, you hate him, right? Then I'll give you a chance to take revenge on him. Go take out his heart and show it to me." Ling Yi heard this.  His whole body froze, and the memory fragments he had seen flashed through his mind, and there was a hint of bitterness in the corner of his mouth.  Now it seems that the future I see has actually changed, but what has changed is only the process.  Rather than the result, will Bai Haoran still have to take out his heart after all?  "Yes." Bai Haoran's voice and body were trembling slightly.  is happy.  He finally realized that there seemed to be something wrong with Ling Rou at this moment. She was not on the same side as Ling Yi.  He was about to jump up immediately and claw out Ling Yi's heart to vent his resentment that had been suppressed for too long.  "Wait a minute!" Ling Yi shouted, staring at Ling Ju: "I can play with you any way you want, but I have conditions. You must let my parents go, and my sister. What do you want?"  After that, you have to leave her body!" "Oh? Do you think you have the leverage to bargain with me?" Ling Rou smiled half-heartedly.  "Of course." Ling Yi said calmly: "If you want to create the sixth divine weapon, you cannot lack the blood of Emperor Zhan in my body, but I can let the blood of Emperor Zhan be destroyed in my body. When the time comes, your plan is destined to  Failure, in exchange for the lives of three ordinary people for the complete sixth artifact, isn't this a worthwhile deal?" Ling Rou stared at Ling Yi for a few seconds and smiled softly: "You are right, indeed.  It's a good deal. In this case, I will let the three of them go. You don't have to doubt my words. The sixth artifact is 10%. What can the three of them do even if they hate me a hundred years later?Just a handful of ashes.  " Ling Yi secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He believed the words of the descendant of Fu Xi. The reason was ironic. It was precisely because the descendant of Fu Xi lacked emotions, and because of her pride, she did not bother to use the method of cutting the weeds and eradicating the roots of three mortals. "Then then.  Come on, Bai Haoran, have you been waiting for this day for a long time?  "Ling Yi looked at Bai Haoran. "Die!  " Bai Haoran made a voice full of resentment from the gap between his teeth. His innate perfection of cultivation completely exploded at this moment. In almost a thousandth of a blink, he had already arrived in front of Ling Yi and penetrated Ling Yi's body with one claw.  Chest and back! His heart was beating loudly in his hands. Staring at Ling Yi's face, Bai Haoran's handsome face was full of joy, excitement and a hint of ridicule. Bai Haoran moved his face closer.  Showing his white teeth, he smiled and said, "Ling Yi, you never thought you would be where you are today, right?  You beat me many times, but in the end, I won after all!  " "No, I've known about this day for a long time.  "Ling Yi smiled and didn't care at all that his heart was being pinched by Bai Haoran. Bai Haoran pulled his hand out of Ling Yi's chest, holding the heart with weakened beating in his blood-covered palm. Ling Yi turned around to look  Xiang Fuxi¡¯s successor: ¡°Are you satisfied with just this?  " "It is not a good thing if the enemy cooperates too much. It will make people feel boring. I am also looking forward to some reversal from you.  "The descendant of Fuxi sighed softly. Ling Yi spread his hands and said, "You are a swordsman and I am a fish. There is nothing we can do about it.  " Bai Haoran looked at Ling Yi, who had lost his heart and was still talking to Ling Rou. There was shock on his face: "You, why don't you die?  " Even a late-stage congenital strong person will die soon after losing his heart, but Ling Yi's appearance clearly seems as if he can live without a heart. "Suddenly, Bai Haoran thought of something. There was a look on his face.  He looked like he had seen a ghost: "Could it beare you a zombie?  "Except for zombies, Bai Haoran can't think of any creature in the world that can lose its heart and not die! But, how could Ling Yi become a zombie? Isn't he a descendant of Tianshi Tao who specializes in destroying zombies? Bai Haoran began to feel that his  My brain is a bit exhausted. ¡°It¡¯s really stupid. You have always regarded him as your old enemy, but you don¡¯t even know the true face of your opponent. No wonder you were defeated from beginning to end.  "The descendant of Fuxi commented mockingly. "You probably don't know that he is not only a zombie, but he also got the hard work of the ancestor of zombies, Emperor Zhan, and became the descendant of Emperor Zang, the ancestor of zombies!  " Descendant of Emperor Zhan, ancestor of zombies! These eight words. Such as Hong Zhongda Lu rumbling in Bai Haoran's mind. After controlling the blood pulse brain, he got the memory inheritance of the mythical beast White Tiger, so he knew what kind of person Emperor Zhan was.  It was precisely because he knew the horror of Emperor Zang that he could not believe it more and more. Then, Bai Haoran felt the great irony. While he was complacent about becoming a fifth-generation zombie, Ling Yi was countless times more noble than him.  Zombie bloodline! And Bai Haoran suddenly realized why he was transformed from a zombie to a human by Ling Yi. It was not because of the power of Tianshi Dao, but because Ling Yi was the descendant of Emperor Zombie and could reverse the bloodline of low-level zombies at will.  ! Don¡¯t worry, Ying Zheng, Xu Fu, and Xing Yue were all destroyed by Ling Yi, the descendant of Emperor Zang. The whole truth is finally revealed, and there is no such thing as Ling Yi¡¯s Dao.  There is no so-called mysterious master behind him, there is only himself and the hard work of Emperor Zhan in him! From the beginning to the end, he was being played by Ling Yi, and if the mysterious man hadn't stopped him from aging quickly, he would have died.  He didn't know the real reason for his death until his death! Bai Haoran not only hated Ling Yi for playing with him wantonly, but he also hated why Ling Yi had such a great opportunity, while he, Bai Haoran, wanted to destroy his family?  The mad rage was raging in Bai Haoran's chest, and he couldn't find an outlet. The only thing that made him feel relieved was that Ling Yi was going to die after all. If you were arrogant for a while, the odds would be against you, and you would still die if you met someone stronger.  Yi ignored Bai Haoran's changes in mood. He looked at Fuxi's successor and said, "What should I call you?  We can't always call you a descendant of Fuxi. Since you claim to be a human being, you should have a name first.  " The descendant of Fuxi nodded: "You are right, why not call her Lingrou.  " "I don't like your name.  "    "Why?  I feel unworthy"The descendants of Fuxi are playing with the taste. "Not bad.  Ling Yi nodded calmly, and then said: "How about you show me how coquettish you are, grab my sleeve and call me brother, and I will consider whether I can also call you by this name."  " "Ha, forget it then.  The descendant of Fuxi smiled without much emotion and said in a leisurely tone: "In that case, let me give myself a name. In the final analysis, it was me who destroyed the gods, so just call me 'Devil'."  " Demon! Throughout the ages, no one has dared to call himself with such a single word. Throughout the ages, only the descendants of Fuxi are the most qualified to use this word as their own name. If Sima Fan is not dead, he will probably hear the word "devil".  He must suddenly wake up and fully understand the impermanence of fate. The "demon he is destined to be" mentioned in the saint's mouth is not an adjective, but a noun. It's a pity that he is a descendant of Fu Xi!  When the desperate Sima Fan encounters a demon who knows everything about the past and present, everything is in vain and he is destined to become a victim. ¡°Now the game starts to become interesting.  "The devil suddenly smiled happily. Ling Yi raised his eyebrows and said, "Why?  " The devil chuckled: "Because, not long ago, I used the Fuxi Pan to deduce the future, and the last scene I saw was just now So, from this second on, even I don't know what the future will be like.  How.  The unknown future is so exciting. What will be your ending? What will be my ending? No one knows the outcome until the end. Don¡¯t you find it interesting?  " There was a cold look in Ling Yi's eyes: "You use my sister's hard work to push Fu Xipan?  " The devil stirred the hair beside his left ear with his fingers and said: "Yes, it will probably shorten your life by thirty to fifty years. This is because she is your sister, and the relationship between them is very deep, so they waste such a small amount of life.  , if it were anyone else, I'm afraid he would have died of old age by now.  " Ling Yi's face suddenly turned gloomy. "Are you angry?  The devil pursed his lips and smiled: "But don't worry, after everything is over, I will help her restore her vitality."  "    "How to help?  " "It's very simple. Didn't you just enact a death penalty law?  Find one or two people who are on death row, and inject the life force that is about to be wasted in their bodies into your sister's body. Not only can it make up for the shortfall, but it can also extend your life.  " When Ling Yi heard this, his heart felt cold, but he couldn't help but ask: "Can you do such a thing?  " "When I transcend the way of heaven, heaven and earth will no longer have any constraints on me. I can even perform the magic and magic from the mythical age. Do you think I can do it?  " Bai Haoran listened to the conversation between Ling Yi and the devil. The more he listened, the more frightened he became. He began to understand that Ling Rou was no longer Ling Rou, but was possessed by the devil. The devil's purpose was to transcend the way of heaven.  Are they able to use all the methods of the Mythical Age? The immortal magic and Taoism of the Mythical Age have completely surpassed the scope of martial arts. They can move mountains and seas, destroy heaven and earth, and are omnipotent. With that level of power, even if the martial arts civilization develops further,  Years are simply not comparable to this! ¡°Okay, I¡¯ve almost said everything that needs to be said, Ling Yi, do you have any last words?  "The devil suddenly changed the topic, his voice was slightly cold. "Don't tell them the truth, tell them that I went to distant places to explore the unknown" Ling Yi knew that the devil could understand who "they" were referring to. "I will convey it.  Speaking of which, that Sima Fan is indeed a human civilization from the distant starry sky. I would say you should go explore that civilization.  " "Then I'm really grateful.  "Ling Yi said angrily, but he was also frightened because of Sima Fan's origin. The demon shook his head: "Why should you be angry? Be more open-minded like me. Life is just a game Let's start. Kill the emperor in your body.  Hand over your hard work.  " Ling Yi exhaled gently, and then, four drops of Emperor Zhan's blood of different colors flew out from the bloody hole in his chest, floating in the air. Then, the four drops of blood began to touch each other, merge, and finally condensed into one drop!  Di Zhan's painstaking effort was originally just a drop, but it turned into ten after entering Ling Yi's body. When he saw Di Zong's painstaking effort appearing, Mo's dark gray eyes were filled with excitement, and he immediately said: "It's not enough, yet.  All the hard work and effort of Emperor Zhan that has been integrated into your body is forced out.  " Ling Yi did not hesitate, urging the blood in his body to condense. His face became paler and whiter, and finally became as pale as paper. A drop of red blood slowly flew out from the hole in his chest, blending with the previous blood of Di Zhan.  And his whole body seemed to have been drained of strength, his legs softened, and he fell to the ground.??
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