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Chapter 3179 The same is the end of the world

Eighteen levels of hell, ice hell.

In the entire hell realm, there are various hell realm creatures, and the largest race is actually flesh and blood creatures, the hell asura clan.

However, these so-called hell Shura did not know that they were moved here by the distraction of the Wuji God Emperor, using the great time and space technique to move here from no one knows which era or which corner.

It is unbelievable that someone like Wuhan University would appear in the shouting hell together with Maha Mozhi and others.

If we say that these are all illusions created by the Wuji God Emperor, it is also inconsistent with the facts.

Like Wu Da, it is a real soul. Maha Mo Zhi and Maha Ming Yue are all real souls.

It's just that they all appeared in the illusion created by the Wuji God Emperor and survived and multiplied.

Perhaps, after the hell realm is destroyed, it appears again. Countless thousands of years have passed since this destruction occurred.

Holding a fist-sized Ling Ruoxi in his hand, which had collapsed into a spherical shape, the Wuji God Emperor was so distracted that his mind turned into a river of hell.

"Hahaha, Great Beauty God, I don't know the meaning of what you do.

You are also a half-step god-emperor.

If you want to turn into a grain of sand or even a bacterium, there is no problem.

Didn't your true self leave you any relevant memories?

This emperor controls the time and space shuttle, just like the eighteen levels of hell now. In this chaos, he is just a speck of dust, but one flower is a world, and a dust is a universe.

Only those who have the same spiritual realm as us can discover it.

With your fist-sized body, it’s a bit fanciful to think that you can escape this emperor’s fate, right?”

The Wuji God Emperor really doesn't know what a true energy body is.

Therefore, he has great confidence that he can possess Ling Ruoxi in these eighteen levels of hell.

Of course, he hoped that Ling Ruoxi could practice dual cultivation with him willingly.

It was forced, but it ended up looking a bit unnatural.

This unnaturalness may cause flaws and hidden dangers in the balance of yin and yang that one pursues.

Therefore, at this time, he still has to focus on persuasion and temptation.

"Think about it, my great beauty.

You are a majestic clone of a half-step God Emperor, but you are humiliatingly fused with a native of the Nine Chaos Continent. How could this native's body allow you to achieve the realm of the God Emperor?

Just like this emperor, it is also very sad to say.

It’s just a distraction, but without a drop of my bloodline, it can only be a distraction in the end, with no future left.”

The words of the Wuji Divine Emperor are indeed true. When I say them, I can't help but feel sad and hate this deity so much.

"What the hell, what's wrong with us distractions or clones?

There is no complete right to life and no necessary right to development.

We are just tools. If we die, I will be annoyed at most.

In the end, either he was destroyed by his enemy, or he finally returned to his original form.

What the hell, do you owe the distractions and avatars to them?"

When it came to the point of intense sorrow and anger, the Wuji God Emperor was distracted and roared, and the strong wind almost blew the eighteen layers of hell into cracks.

Fortunately, the boundaries of the eighteen levels of hell are all connected space-time bubbles. If it is not intentional, even if the Wuji God Emperor distracts himself, it will be impossible to burst them.

At this time, Ling Ruoxi wrapped herself in a layer of Zhenjin energy. The Zhenjin energy body was an incomplete body and seemed both real and illusory.

Emperor Wuji couldn't sense Ling Ruoxi's emotions at all, or even the fluctuations in her soul.

Ling Ruoxi, as the avatar of the Taiyin God Emperor, is fundamentally different from the distraction of the Wuji God Emperor.

Because the clone, whether it is soul, memory, will, or even physical blood, comes from the original self, it is impossible to truly betray the original self.

But distraction is different. His body does not belong to a drop of the blood of the original deity, so as long as he doesn't tell, no one will know that he is the distraction of the Wuji God Emperor.

Because the blood and breath are different.

Of course, Ling Ruoxi understood the hatred and unwillingness of Emperor Wuji and did not think it was inappropriate.

Countless gods in the divine world do not easily create clones and distractions because they are afraid that the distractions or clones will have their own experiences and independent will, and they will feel betrayal.

Otherwise, God-Kings, Emperors and even God-Emperors, who can be reborn with a drop of blood, can create countless clones of gods as long as they are willing. A single god of his own is enough to form an army of hundreds of millions and rule hundreds of millions of worlds.

"My great beauty, we are all living beings, we all have our own experiences, we have our own will, and we all want to become independent and free individuals.

We have pursuit, faith, love, and everything that all living beings must have.

But we are not our own.

How can we be willing to accept this?

There is no way, no chance, that's it. Once there is the opportunity, if there is a way, don't you want to break free from the shackles of fate, break away from the shackles of the true self, and achieve ourselves?

God of beauty, if you say you don’t want to, I will think you are lying, and you are even deceiving yourself.

Right, am I right?"

Emperor Wuji was distracted, and now his mood was a little calmer. He stared at Ling Ruoxi in his palm, eagerly waiting for her response.

Ling Ruoxi couldn't hear the distracted voice of God Emperor Wuji, but she could distinguish every word he said from the movements of his mouth.

Lip language, the lip language of gods, is easier to discern than that of mortals.

Although Ling Ruoxi admitted that God Emperor Wuji was distracted, she was right, but she did not feel the same way.

Thousands of years ago, I took advantage of the great turmoil of the war between the two universes to create a clone, and never thought of asking her to come back.

Just thinking of Ling Ruoxi as an escape from the entanglement of the three god emperors allowed her to exist.

At least once the three god emperors get angry and force themselves to do something to them, she will choose to self-destruct.

And Ling Ruoxi's clone will live on her behalf.

Therefore, the avatar of the Taiyin God Emperor has always been independent and free, completely different from the avatars of the gods outside.

Seeing Ling Ruoxi, she remained indifferent and was not bewitched by him.

Emperor Wuji is somewhat impatient.

"My great beauty, what do you mean if you don't speak or respond?

Huh?

Why can’t I sense the fluctuations of your consciousness?

You..."

Emperor Wuji couldn't help but touch the spherical Ling Ruoxi.

However, he did not touch Ling Ruoxi's physical body, but he touched an invisible energy barrier.

"hiss……

How weird!

What is this invisible armor of yours?

There is no such energy in my memory!"

Unable to touch Ling Ruoxi, Emperor Wuji became agitated.

If he could directly touch Ling Ruoxi's body, even if Ling Ruoxi turned into a speck of dust, he would have a way to force Ling Ruoxi to cultivate together.

But what's weird, an invisible energy barrier turned out to be like a seal, separating him and Ling Ruoxi as if they were two worlds apart.

You can see it, although it seems real and illusionary, real and unreal, but you can still see it.

But I can't figure it out, how can this mud horse cultivate both ways?

"The Great Beauty God of Taiyin, you who know each other, let go of this inexplicable barrier of yours, and do whatever you are supposed to do with me. We are both fallen gods from the end of the world. How can we meet each other before?

What's more, I don't just want to practice dual cultivation with you to achieve the balance of yin and yang, and to achieve a divine body that is like this deity or even surpasses this deity.

I love you, my great beauty, let go of your defenses and open your heart.

Let us two fallen gods have a vigorous love!"

Ugh!

Ling Ruoxi, who was in the Zhenjin energy ball, immediately vomited.

Ling Ruoxi roared with her lips.

"roll!

You shameless guy!"


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