The system runs away at the beginning, I regard the way of heaven as my father

The whole heavens and the world are infected by a sense of sadness, which is getting worse and worse.

"Okay, I was overthinking it."

Qian Zixian shook his head, seeming to be amused by his own absurd idea.

However, the middle-ranking immortal stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Li Chuyi silently.

"The middle character is the immortal destiny, the ego is extreme, the domineering and majestic is extreme."

"I will set you up with one trap after another, and then tell you everything openly and clearly."

"It's nothing more than one thing, which is to trigger your immortal life to become violent and spontaneously destroy everything except you."

"The ancient and modern immortals of the myriad races, the shackled immortals, no matter how powerful their cultivation is, in this false world, under your 'real characteristics'."

"Just like the Mahakala of the past, it was like a bubble, easily crushed, without any room for resistance."

In the snow, Li Chuyi slowly stood up.

The lost focus in the eyes is also reunited again.

When Zhongzixian saw this, he just chuckled.

"Don't look at me like that. We've seen so much over the years that it doesn't stir up the slightest wave in our hearts."

"And among the thirteen of you, from the beginning to the end, we have only taken the initiative to plot against three of you."

"It was you, Li Chuyi, who took the wrong path at the beginning."

"Let the armor be wrong, thinking that the immortal life can be shattered."

"Let Peijia, that little transparent background board, finally get lonely and force himself to go on stage to perform a big show."

The Zhongzi Immortal lowered his head and glanced at the bright yellow light in his hand. It was the Zhongzi "fate" that was lost from Li Chuyi's body.

He continued: "But it's enough."

"Using the three of you as chess pieces, we can control every move of the other ten people."

"So, why do so much?"

In the distance, the morning glory was still blooming in the snow, but the flower body couldn't help trembling. It was the first time that this talkative flower was silent.

Xinjia was not far from it, still wearing the red coat, but his mind had stopped working, and he always had that dull expression.

In addition, there is another person in the field, whose name is wrong.

Zhong Zixian shook his head and said: "This armor also came from the real world, but it just escaped danger."

"But death may be a relief for her."

"Otherwise, she will continue to be attacked by the immortal life."

"The fate of those people with fake armor will be repeated a thousand times on her..."

But as soon as he finished speaking, the bright yellow "fate" in the palm of his hand actually surged towards Li Chuyi again.

When the woman named Qian Zixian saw this scene, she couldn't help but smile.

"The middle-level immortal life, even if you search all the worlds, you may not be able to find a person who practices it."

"Also, the 'fate' corresponding to the practitioner is really hard to separate."

“Unless you peel it off completely at once, it will still return to the ‘middle’ position.”

Hearing this, Zhongzixian didn't care.

"Do I need you to teach me?"

"We have done so much just to completely strip him of his destiny, so how could we fail at the last moment?"

After he said that, he clenched his five fingers.

In an instant, a pitch-black cage appeared around Li Chuzhou. There was not much aura coming from it, but it made people feel unbreakable and immortal.

Li Chuyi took a look and tried to break it, but seeing it was useless, he stopped trying.

When the woman named Qian Zixian saw this, she couldn't help but smile.

"What's the point of recognizing the Way of Heaven as the Father?"

"Perhaps in the first few decades, you can rely on this identity to do whatever you want and dominate your peers."

"But you just don't do that. You always like to go to the wilderness and dig up the graves of your predecessors."

"So that later on, every time you encounter something, you will encounter something that you cannot control and someone that you cannot reach."

"It must be hard to feel so powerless now!"

Li Chuyi smiled lightly, "Not bad."

“I just feel that Jiajia and the other twelve ended up like that.

"And the countless lives of the human race, the immortals of all races present today, their deaths."

“All of this is so worthless.”

Suddenly, Li Chuyi raised his head and stared at the twelve figures with a fierce light in his eyes. He looked eerie and terrifying, making people shudder.

He growled hoarsely: "You guys, deserve to die!"

But those so-called word immortals don't care at all.

The middle-level immortal said: "Whether their death was worth it or not is not up to you to decide."

"Anyway, I think it's worth it."

"Well, in that case, let's watch a show together."

After he finished speaking, another thousand-foot-long light curtain appeared in the snowy sky.

What appears above is a white-haired boy playing with armor.

Time passes slowly, and in this snowy area, snowflakes are always floating, pure white, as if they will never fade.

Li Chuyi, imprisoned in that black cage.

Twelve figures just stood there, smiling, motionless.

In the blink of an eye, ten thousand years passed.

For a world of immortals and demons, the fact that Li Chuyi caused the deaths of all the immortals of all races in such a short period of time was not only not forgotten, but became more and more serious.

However, Xijia became even more reckless.

With the power of the fairy destiny, he can play with the fate of others at will, causing sons to kill their fathers, wives to stab their husbands, all kinds of fratricide, and even instigate wars between different ethnic groups.

But he enjoys this and never gets tired of it.

Because many of the top immortals from all races were killed in the world of life.

For a time, no one could stop it, and the entire world of immortality was plunged into blood and endless chaos.

The other bald man, Qi Jia, completely lost his kindness and became even more cruel and vicious, killing people wherever he went.

In this situation, another 50,000 years passed.

By chance, Xijia grafted onto himself the fate of the Immortal Shackles of All Races, and took away the other party's luck. However, the Immortal Shackles was only half a step away from breaking through to become an ancient and modern immortal.

The thirteen people of Xijia were originally selected from the countless creatures in the numerous worlds outside the heaven, so their natural talents are beyond doubt.

So he became an ancient and modern immortal in a daze and cultivated to the third realm of immortality.

On the other hand, the same is true for weapons and armor.

However, he had a purpose. Under the power of the immortal life of the word "Qi", he was pushed to that position through repeated bloody killings.

The powerful clans in the heavens that had been silent for a long time had recovered a little after 60,000 years, and there were even quite a few who had broken through.

Faced with the two great scourges of theater armor and weapon armor, they no longer choose to remain dormant.

The fight between the two sides began.

During this period, Xijia suffered the most. After all, his brain was not very good, and the various means used by the Ten Thousand Races were endless, so he was one of the few who suffered.

Among them, the Human Race's Magical Pavilion is the most dedicated, because there is a cultivator named Money hidden there, who can use money to perform magical tricks and has tricked Xijia time and time again.

Even his physical body was destroyed many times.

But Xijia is the eternal soul, and they are unable to make the eternal nature collapse again, so that he can escape one disaster after another.

Finally, with the combined strength of all races, they found a clue left by the Heart Immortal and learned how the long river of time was sealed.

Once again at the source of the destiny world, at the headquarters of the Magic Pavilion, the two sides engaged in their final life-and-death battle.

Xijia was trapped again and fell into the thinking space created by the Heart Immortal when he sealed the long river of time.

However, the Magical Pavilion of the Immortal Age was reduced to ruins and its glory was no longer there.