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"Cang Tian Ba ​​Fist?"

Xiu shook his head with an extremely confused expression, "I'm sorry, I... have never heard of this name."

To be honest, Xiu's words were a little offensive.

However, the Cangtian Ba ​​Fist did not occur on the spot.

Just because, at this moment, he couldn't sense Xiu's specific strength at all, nor could he accurately see the other party's life and dimensional level, nor could he operate or destroy any of his own power.

It is as if there is a thick and misty barrier that completely covers all the perceptions and essence of Cangtian Ba ​​Fist from the inside out.

In addition, before dying completely and falling into the realm of imaginary numbers, Cangtian Baquan actually experienced countless pains that are difficult for ordinary people to understand or even imagine.

Therefore, after hearing Xiu's offensive words, he was unable to react at all.

To put it bluntly, he has been tortured to death.

It's just that under the influence of some unknown force, Cangtian Baquan, who should have been as stupid as a stone, is now extremely clear-headed and calm.

That's why he still had some reaction to Xiu's words.

Of course, Cangtian Baquan himself was also very surprised by this.

"I already said my name, what about you?"

He turned to look at Xiu and said indifferently, "Who are you?"

"My name is Xiu, and I am the gluttonous king of the hungry god clan."

Xiu raised the corners of his lips slightly and said with a hint of pride, "The billions of stars in the vast universe are trembling under the feet of our clan."

"Haha, I can see that you are very proud of your power, but... how many billions of stars are there?"

Cangtian Baquan shook his head and sneered, "I probably know your background. You, and that hungry god clan, are probably just three-dimensional beings."

"Friend, you are a little unfriendly. Besides..."

Xiu frowned slightly, "Except for those pseudo-four-dimensional beings from the Westem people, who else in the vast universe is not a three-dimensional being?"

"I'm not."

Cangtian Baquan said calmly, "I am... the Six-Dimensional String Clan."

"Xian Clan? Six dimensions?!"

Xiu was stunned immediately, and then he couldn't hide his shock and said, "Uh, you... you, you, are actually a six-dimensional life?!"

Good guy!

Six-dimensional string family!

This name, at first glance, sounds like a noble name!

The Westram civilization, which is just a pseudo-fourth-dimensional creature, has already beaten the hungry gods into a bunch of dead dogs, and even kept them in captivity and slaughtered them regularly like wild animals.

Then how powerful should this...this leader of the Xian clan from the six-dimensional space be?

Could it be so powerful... that it could destroy the entire ancient river of gravity with one blow?

Obviously, this level is already the limit of Xiu's imagination.

If it were any higher, he wouldn't be able to imagine it.

After all, Xiu's combat power level is only Super Galaxy level.

"Well, I am indeed a six-dimensional life."

Cangtian Baquan nodded indifferently, "Also, I don't like repeating nonsense."

"Well……"

Xiu, who originally stood in a somewhat casual posture, suddenly became cautious at this moment, and with full awe, he said with a flattering smile: "I guess you are definitely a big shot in the six-dimensional space."

Regarding this, Cangtian Baquan said calmly:

“Big or not big is relative, there is no absolute big or small.

For example, to a tiny low-dimensional being like you, my Heavenly Fist is no different from a god."

"That must be that must be it."

Xiu rubbed his hands and nodded with a smile before pecking at the rice.

"So..." Cangtian Baquan glanced at Xiu, "Do you know anything about this place under our feet?"

"Uh..." Xiu was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said, "Boss, I don't know either. I appeared here after death."

"Death?" Cangtian Baquan muttered, "Then, I can probably guess where this place is."

Just as the two of them were chatting away, countless figures suddenly appeared in all directions, near and far, in various areas.

Some of these figures that appeared suddenly were full of immortal light, some were dark and sinister, some were full of laughter, some were tall and strong, some were majestic, some were hazy and sinister, and some were as bright as stars.

Some are even non-human and huge.

And when these figures appeared later, they were all deliberately kept intact by some mysterious power.

At the same time, the boiling murderous intention, malice, evil intention, demonic intention, etc. in each of their hearts were completely suppressed.

Therefore, after all these figures appeared, there was no conflict at all. They all stood relatively restrained in their own positions and within a small surrounding area. They were all quiet and "well-behaved".

"What is this place?"

Zhang Qiyuan looked in all directions blankly, "Didn't I already... die at the hands of that Ninth Prince?"

He clearly remembered that he was burned alive by Mu Cang.

So now...appearing in this place again?

"Qiyuan."

Suddenly, a deep shout came from not far away.

"Huh?" Zhang Qiyuan immediately followed the voice and looked.

Then he saw his master, Xuan Chengzi, standing in the open space more than ten meters away.

Moreover, standing next to the master was a tall, muscular white man who looked quite familiar.

"Ba Fist Kong Bai!" Zhang Qiyuan exclaimed, "Aren't you the master's mortal enemy? Why are you here..."

"This moment is the same as that moment." Xuanchengzi said quietly, "There is no need to care about the past now."

"Stop talking nonsense."

Kong Bai said coldly, "We have all fallen into the underworld. We are not the right enemies, so what are we going to do about it?"

"Underworld?! You mean..."

Zhang Qiyuan's pupils narrowed, "Yes, I have been burned to death, where will I appear after I die? There is only the underworld, but in this case..."

After saying that, he looked at his master with a solemn expression and asked quickly:

"Master, could it be you..."

"Of course." Xuanchengzi sighed while stroking his beard, "The old Taoist is indeed dead. He was killed by the Ninth Prince Mu Cang... with the Tianhe Sword Qi."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "I." Kong Bai pointed at himself, "I was struck to death by Mu Cang's palm thunder."

"Ah this..." Zhang Qiyuan was stunned, and then Ai Ai said, "Disciple, I was burned to death by the Ninth Prince using the fire of ignorance."

"In this way, everyone died because of Mu Cang."

Following a slightly desolate word, a man who was taller and stronger than Kong Bai walked slowly over.

"You?! Gai Zhoutian!" Xuanchengzi said with wide eyes and surprise, "Aren't you already dead?"

"I am dead." Gai Zhoutian turned to look at him, shook his head and said, "But I did not die at the hands of you and other indestructible men. I was also beaten to death by Mu Cang."

"Is that so? I understand." Xuanchengzi suddenly realized, "You faked your death back then, right?"

"That's right."

Gai Zhoutian nodded and said, "After I faked my death, I waited until I had mastered my magic skills and my spiritual energy was officially revived before I came out again. Who would have thought that as soon as I showed up at the martial arts conference... I would be beaten to death by the Ninth Prince Mu Cang."

"Revival of spiritual energy?" Zhang Qiyuan asked confused, "What is that?"

Regarding his questions, Gai Zhoutian patiently explained them in detail.

Unexpectedly, after listening to what he said, Kong Bai on the side actually slapped his thigh hard and said in annoyance:

"Hey! If I had known that there would be such a thing as spiritual energy recovery, why would I participate in some bullshit martial arts competition while riding a horse? It would be great if I stayed in the gang and leveled up. Alas, I ended up like this."

While these people were discussing, Coo suddenly opened his eyes, hundreds of billions of billions of light years away from here.

He looked around confusedly, and when he saw a certain direction, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he ran over in three steps at a time.

While running around, he shouted: "Beng Zai, Beng Zai! Wow! You big bad guy is actually here too!"

That's right, standing dozens of meters away was a confused Yuan Zhou Beng.

Looking at Coo running towards him, his initially confused eyes quickly became clear, and then he said blankly:

"Coo, have we... arrived at the Ancient Cluster?"

"fart!"

Upon hearing what his old friend said, Coo, who was walking here, immediately curled his lips and said, "We have both been dead for hundreds of millions of years."

"Ah?! No..." Yuan Zhoubeng covered his head and frowned, "I remember... didn't we take a boat to the ancient cluster, what?"

"Oh~ I understand."

Coo looked him up and down, "It seems that you were so strengthened by the message beast that you lost your memory."

"What message beast? What strength?"

Yuan Zhoubeng looked like you couldn't understand what he was saying, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

While speaking, he glanced around hurriedly, because he found that many strange figures far and near around him were already looking towards him because of Coo's loud voice.

"Okay, I'll tell you again solemnly."

Coo didn't care about this. He stared at Yuan Zhoubeng's dodging eyes and shouted loudly, "When you were crossing the boundless sea by boat, you were attacked by the evil message beasts of the Families of the Gate of Filth, and then you were attacked by countless of them.

The torrent of filthy information has been poured into puffs! You have been fed into puffs, and directly turned into a bad pen. Do you understand, do you understand?!"

This shout immediately attracted the attention of thousands of people in a large area around him.

So under the eyes of everyone who were either curious, surprised, joking, disgusted or unbearable, Yuan Zhoubeng immediately shouted with an ugly face:

"Get the fuck out of here, I have no idea what you're talking about!"

Coo said with an innocent face: "But in fact, you were really stuffed into a puff."

Yuan Zhou Bengze roared with a broken face: "But in fact, there is really no need for you to say it!"

"Hahahaha!" Coo laughed heartily, "What, are you embarrassed?"

Yuan Zhoubeng didn't mean to answer him at all, but just said what he said:

"By the way, where is this place? How do I feel...my perception and power are locked."

"To be honest, I don't know where this is."

Coo shrugged, "Anyway, we have all been made into small pendants, and the outcome will not be much different no matter how bad it is."

"Small pendant?" Yuan Zhoubeng asked with a frown, "What do you mean, what happened after we arrived at the Ancient Cluster?"

"Believe me." Coo smiled bitterly and sighed, "You don't want to know."

Yuan Zhoubeng raised his eyebrows: "But I really want to know."

"Okay." Coo sighed, "We encountered a man named Zi Dixian in the Ancient Cluster..."

"What is Purple Diodes and Immortals?"

A majestic voice came, "Why are you two rushing to the street to stir up trouble here? Tell me quickly what the hell kind of place is this?!"

As these words appeared, a tall man with a half-human, half-shark head stepped forward.

"King~Chen~Jie!"

Coo and Yuan Zhoubeng exclaimed in unison, "Aren't you a bitch already dead?!"

"Humph." Wang Chenjie bared his teeth and smiled evilly, "So what you see now is my immortal hegemony!"

As he said that, his face turned from clear to cloudy, and he said gloomily: "I clearly remember that I was beaten to pieces by others. Hum, I must take revenge!"

"Give up." Yuan Zhoubeng shook his head and said, "You can't defeat Mu Cang, we all ran away."

"Mu Cang?"

Wang Chenjie sneered, raised his huge fist and said, "Sooner or later, he will be killed by my fist! Then I..."

"Okay, okay, stop talking."

Coo waved his finger and pointed to the sky and said, "Look, a big screen has appeared in the sky."

After hearing this, Yuan Zhoubeng and Wang Chenjie immediately raised their heads, and then they saw a huge light curtain that seemed infinitely vast, yet could be seen with incomparable clarity.

呲~呲~呲~呲~

After a flash of light, Mu Cang's face suddenly appeared on the light screen.

"Mu Cang!"

"It's Mu Cang!"

"Why is it him?!"

"It's that guy!"

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Damn bastard!"

Amidst the exclamations, doubts, and roars from countless figures below, Mu Cang in the light curtain smiled and said:

"Hello everyone, I'm Mu Cang, long time no see, how are you all doing lately?

Oh, I forgot, you... are all dead and have been killed by me."

This slightly mocking 'greeting' immediately caused countless figures below to roar and roar.

"Bastard thing!"

"If you have the guts, let's fight again!"

"Devil! Devil!"

"You executioner!"

Of course Mu Cang didn't care about the feelings of these old friends. He smiled leisurely and said to himself:

"I think many of you should have guessed where this place is.

But in order to take care of the remaining fools with insufficient IQ, I will make a special announcement.

This is the realm of imaginary numbers, the final destination of all time, space, all dimensions, all phenomena in the universe, all creatures, and all spirits.

If according to everyone's understanding, then this is hell, the underworld, and the underworld.

In short, this is where all the dead gather."

After hearing this shocking announcement from the sky, the scene fell into silence.

Almost everyone's eyes were filled with disbelief.

Guessing is one thing, being absolutely certain is another.

Where will people go after death? Is it reincarnation or reincarnation? Or...disappear completely?

This has always been a question of great curiosity and awe for all civilizations.

And now the answer to this question was suddenly revealed by Mu Cang.

After death, people will fall here, into this so-called... realm of imaginary numbers.

But here, why is it influenced by Mu Cang... or even controlled?

Interfering with...life and death!

Is he... is he already so powerful?!

It’s simply...unbelievable! Unbelievable!

"Life is the disciple of death, and death is the beginning of life; the coming of life cannot be stopped, and its passing cannot be stopped."

In the light curtain, Mu Cang said with a smile, "I didn't want to disturb your eternal sleep after death, but I have decided to go to the more distant and magnificent realm.

Therefore, I think I should give you a chance. After all, you have decorated my wonderful life with your precious lives.

And this opportunity is...resurrection and rebirth."


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