"Without destiny, there would be no way to pick this thing up."

Standing where he was, Chen Changming was thinking.

If this thing must be picked up by someone with a destiny, then something would make sense.

Fifty years later, the reason why Song San was able to come here and pick up the statue was naturally because he was a destined person.

And Chen Changming was able to pick it up at this moment, naturally because of this.

Chen Changming himself can also be regarded as a destiny person.

His destiny comes from Song Rou.

After projecting Song Rou, he completely inherited Song Rou's destiny. Combined with his original destiny, his Qi was even more powerful than Song Rou's.

This part of Qi, he never consumed, was brought to the infinite space by him, and then came here again.

With these auras, he can naturally be regarded as a person of destiny. He has destiny and meets the conditions.

Therefore, he was able to pick up this statue.

Holding the statue in his hand, Chen Changming felt it carefully.

At this moment, after actually picking up the statue, he felt how extraordinary the statue was.

In this statue, he felt a majestic divine power. Although it was not strong, its essence was extremely high, reaching the level of the god and demon that Chen Changming once was.

The realm of gods and demons.

This is clearly something left by a god and demon, but I don’t know what it is specifically.

However, whatever is left behind by a god and demon must be extremely precious no matter how you say it.

After putting the statue away, Chen Changming's expression returned to calm and he looked to the corner.

In the corner, the old man from before was leaning quietly on the table and chair, with his eyes half-closed, as if he was resting and didn't notice what was going on here at all.

After taking a look at the old man's appearance, Chen Changming said nothing and continued to move forward, picking two things at random.

The images displayed in Tianzhong are limited.

He only saw that Future Song San had chosen the statue in his hand, and could not see the rest.

So after picking out the statues in his hands, Chen Changming continued his work and picked up two more things.

For these two things, he relied entirely on his own feelings and did not use any means.

However, at this moment, the destiny in him was strong. Under the stimulation of destiny, he believed that even without using any means, he would be able to select the best items from this pile.

He picked through a pile of things and finally picked out a bead and a piece of scrap metal.

Then, as he was about to continue selecting, he heard sounds coming from behind him.

"Each guest can only pick three things here."

Behind him, the kind voice continued to sound, still sounding as kind and kind as before.

Chen Changming turned around and looked at the old man behind him.

Behind him, the old man had a smile on his face, still looking so kind and kind. He just looked at Chen Changming quietly and reminded him: "The things here are limited. If someone picks them all, the people behind will

But there’s no choice.”

He spoke softly and said this, as if he was referring to something.

"Who do you mean by the so-called latecomers?"

Chen Changming smiled and said this.

"Of course they are destined to be together."

The old man also smiled, acting like an ordinary old man, looking very kind and kind.

But in Chen Changming's eyes, there was something different.

"The latecomer, do you mean Song San?"

Chen Changming looked at the old man, and this idea flashed subconsciously in his mind.

It's not that he thinks too much, but he has learned from the past.

The reason why Gu Zhong fell into the mysterious realm before, with his body of gods and demons shattered, and even the blood of gods and demons scattered on the ground, was because he was waiting for Song San's arrival.

By analogy, the old man in front of him is probably the same. He did not do this by accident, but was waiting here deliberately, just to wait for Song San's arrival.

In other words, this is a man-made opportunity.

At this thought, Chen Changming shook his head secretly, not knowing what to say at this time.

He didn't know why this happened, nor what the people behind the scenes were planning, nor what purpose they wanted to achieve through Song San.

But all in all, it has its own purpose after all, otherwise it wouldn't be like this.

Moving forward honestly, taking out thirty spirit stones, Chen Changming left here directly and headed for other places.

Behind him, the old man looked at Chen Changming quietly, watching his figure slowly disappear, and just disappeared from his sight.

“It’s been such a troubled time.”

Then, when Chen Changming walked away, the old man stood up from his seat, walked to the side unsteadily, took out a few things from the side, and carefully added them to the previous cabinet.

"It's just a pity that my collection is old man."

He looked at the things placed in front of him, shook his head and sighed.

on the other side.

After leaving the previous store, Chen Changming came to another area.

He did not leave immediately, but found a random inn, found a private room inside, and sat down directly.

Then, he took out the three items he had obtained previously.

A headless statue, a black round bead, and a piece of scrap iron covered with rust.

The three things were placed in front of me, and they looked ordinary and nothing out of the ordinary.

Chen Changming looked at these things and shook his head silently.

Then, he thought for a while and took the lead in picking up the headless statue.

The headless statue in front of me looks very rough, and the texture on it looks a little faded. Judging from this, it must have been a few years.

Holding the statue, Chen Changming looked calm and silently activated the divine power in his body to start pulling it.

A stream of information flooded into my mind, and then pictures emerged one after another, flashing in my mind.

roar!!

Violent roars resounded across the earth.

In a vast and boundless area, a god and man stood on the earth, exuding an extremely terrifying aura from all over his body. The aura of that aura was shocking. He had already stood at the extreme of gods and demons, reaching a certain extreme.

Haoran's power surged forward, and that terrifying power exploded and surged forward.

There is no doubt that this god-man is absolutely unimaginably powerful, and his strength has reached a terrifying level.

On his body, three strands of pure Qi flowed simultaneously, manifesting into three figures beside him, each with a different appearance, but all carrying the same aura.

External incarnation!

boom!

A sworn jade-like palm suddenly pressed forward, causing the heaven and earth to tremble in an instant, intending to destroy the heaven and earth and suppress the principles of heaven and earth.

It was just a palm, but it felt like a piece of heaven and earth was pressing down, giving people a feeling of being unstoppable, unstoppable, and inescapable.

The unparalleled god-man roared, and his roars echoed throughout the battlefield.

Then, cracks appeared behind him, and the power of the palm in front of him was unstoppable. He was suppressed by it cleanly, and his whole body began to crack.

His three incarnations roared at the same time, but at this moment they all froze, and finally their bodies began to solidify, cracking directly like the god-man himself.

Boom!

When the three incarnations were defeated, the head of the unparalleled god and man was chopped off, leaving only the majestic and boundless body standing, still exuding the unparalleled majesty of gods and demons, showing the majesty and power of the god and man.

A feeling of emptiness came to mind.

Chen Changming woke up suddenly and subconsciously touched his neck, but did not feel anything unusual.

Only when he realized it did he break out in a cold sweat.

'So scary'

The picture just shown appeared in my mind.

In the scene he just sensed, he seemed to have truly transformed into that unparalleled god-man. In the end, he was ruthlessly suppressed by his opponent. He was defeated directly with just the palm of his hand.

The feeling was extremely real, not like a virtual image at all, but like a scene that had really happened.

If all this is true, how powerful is the owner of that palm?

Chen Changming couldn't help but have this thought flash through his mind.
To be continued...