I, Shushan Juggernaut, signed in Jianzhong for a hundred years

Yang Chen is slightly affectionate, it is very rare today to sit in the yard and bask in the sun, and he didn't go to other places at all, making him a simple and honest man, do you think Yang Chen is practicing in closed doors or preparing for the upcoming Shenwumen assessment? Prepare.

I am sorry.

Yang Chen was quite disheartened about this blow. These scenes completely overturned his imagination. It turns out that there really are existences in this world that far surpass his current strength, and these existences are all reclusive in the depths of the universe. Among them, any existence, entering the Great Thousand World, is enough to crush all the powers of the Great Thousand World, and even the entire Great Thousand World can be destroyed in one fell swoop. Faced with the current situation and the joke of that powerful existence, Yang Chen is quite a bit heartbroken. In addition to feeling disheartened, he also fell into a deep confusion about the past.

"So this is what it feels like to be treated like an ant by others? I didn't expect that I, Yang Chen, would be treated like an ant every day after practicing for so many years. My friends, the Shushan sect, and the Immortal Alliance I created .”

"From now on, I'm a completely useless person who can only live in a small world in a secret realm."

"Hahaha, what a joke, what a joke. It turns out that the sign-in system is a game thrown by these powerful beings. In the eyes of others, my whole body is just a grasp of the ants who want to change their fate against the sky."

Yang Chen sat decadently in the middle of the yard, drinking wine, while recalling the past.

All the glory of all kinds has now turned into dust, and even he himself has become a waste who doesn't even have the strength to farm the land.

These are nothing.

Losing the power of cultivation base, these Yangcun people have experienced it for a long time, but what makes him most sad and frustrated is that under the impact of this power that can destroy the world, they have already disappeared, and their souls are all gone. Lost, not even a trace left.

Yang Chen had despaired, cried, and even begged, this powerful existence could let the people around him go, but this powerful existence was just throwing out the sign-in system to make a game.

The purpose is to reclaim and harvest the power of these three thousand universes and the cultivation of those people. Yang Chen didn't know how many people like him were harvested by these existences before.

At the end of the day he's just a wretch.

In vain, he is still proud of his status as a time traveler, and somewhat looks down on other people.

It turned out that he was the stupidest and stupidest idiot in the world. He was regarded as a fool by others for hundreds of years.

"Solanum jacaranda, you wait, I will definitely avenge you when I have the chance, let this flower grow with you now, one day I will find a way to restore you, let you return to my human form Around."

Yang Chen.Throwing the empty jug aside.Slowly came to the corner of the flower bed in the yard.

What is buried here are all his past memories, as well as familiar people.

The current Yang Chen couldn't even shed tears other than the empty cup in his heart.

"Don't worry, from now on I will be that ordinary Yang Chen, I will do my best to find a way to let me practice again, embark on the road against the sky, and those who hide in the dark places of the world and harvest everything guy."