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

Hearing the words of the man in purple robe.

Below, the hearts of many creatures were beating crazily.

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it. There are immortals in my clan. How could they give up on us? I don't believe it..."

The speaker was a six-winged creature with a back, his tone was trembling, and his expression seemed to have fallen into madness.

There were more than 12,000 creatures in the audience, and about half of them were monks like Li Chuyi. They were basically made up of the master of the Miraculous Pavilion and the local monks of the Twelve Lands.

As for the remaining half, they are creatures from all races in the heavens, not native creatures in the fate world.

At this moment, they are also the most crazy, as if they don't believe that they will become abandoned.

"My little friend, no one from your tribe came to pick you up because your tribe has already sold you to us and made a deal with us."

The man in purple robe explained, "To be precise, you sold us the eternal nature of your body."

Hearing these words, all the shopkeepers on the Hongyun Qitian Zhou were stunned.

At first they met a group of scavenger monks, who held borrowed characters.

He also kept saying that monks do not tell lies, and this fake character was bought from the Magic Pavilion.

At this time, Wu Wuzi looked serious as never before.

"Mi Dou said before that on the Source Continent, the Magic Pavilion and the Scavenger Monk are in a state of endless confrontation."

"Logically speaking, Magic Pavilion will never sell borrowed characters to scavenger monks."

He didn't say it explicitly, but the meaning was obvious.

The good man drooped his face and said with some frustration: "Is there something wrong with Magic Pavilion? We have thousands of shopkeepers, and we were sold alive like this?"

"Hey, we have been doing business all our lives, but we didn't expect that at the last moment, we would become commodities and be bought and sold at will."

All the shopkeepers said nothing because no matter what the truth was.

All they knew was that no one was coming to pick them up.

There are three hundred faceless beings in the sky, at least at the level of immortals, and there are even 70% gamblers who are cultivating immortality.

And the one with the highest cultivation level among them is just a mere fusion. How can they fight?

"I can't leave." One palm looked up at the sky, his pupils reflected the three hundred figures, his expression gloomy.

At this time, there were creatures of all races who saw that something was not going well, so they became heartbroken and prepared to fight to the death.

It was the six-winged creature first, whose cultivation was also in the eighth realm. He tore off one of his wings alive, and instantly escaped directly into the void in a way that was beyond comprehension.

Seeing this, the purple-robed man just smiled.

He also stretched out a giant hand that held up the sky, sank into the void, and pulled out the six-winged creature.

At this moment, the creature's whole body was covered in blood, and its originally white wings were now soaked in blood, making it look extremely ferocious.

"The Wing Clan's survival technique with broken wings is a bit interesting."

"But having said that, your world is so unique that it has given birth to so many strange beings."

The purple-robed man seemed to be sighing, "Even the incomparable miracle of giving birth to an immortal life is simply indescribable."

As he finished speaking, he saw the six-winged creature struggling painfully in his hands. Unfortunately, he couldn't break free at all and could only be tortured to death.

Then, the soul was stripped away, crushed into pieces, and then integrated into the still beating bright red heart.

And above this heart, there is a touch of pure gold, shining in the dark night, seemingly never dimming.

"The eternal nature is fleeting, and only by supporting your soul can we temporarily keep them stable."

Looking at the heart in his hand, the purple-robed man showed obsession in his eyes and murmured to himself, as if explaining to all the living beings present.

Seeing this scene, all living beings felt chills all over their bodies.

"It's over, it's over. It's okay if he only digs out the hearts. I'll just let him dig out a hundred. It's not a big deal." The good man lowered his head and sounded a little sad.

"But now they actually want to peel off the soul, crush it into pieces and blend it into their hearts. Isn't this directly fatal!"

Li Chuyi raised his head and asked, "Can you tell us your background so that we can understand?"

The purple-robed man nodded: "We seem to have come from chaos, from other worlds."

Li Chuyi frowned, "Chaos? Other worlds?"

When he heard this sentence, the first thing he thought of was that extremely unreliable certain system.

"Why do you use the word 'seems'?", he continued to ask.

"Because the distance is too far, too far to describe. After we came here, our memories were blurred. Even our faces were blurred by this world. We only vaguely remember some things."

The man in purple robe spoke very slowly, as if it was exactly what he said, and even his memory was blurred.

"Is your world strong?" Li Chuyi pulled out the soul-suppressing knife, looked at the blade, and asked casually.

"It's very strong. Different from the world, the strength is also different." The man in purple robe nodded,

"How strong?"

"It's very, very strong. The past, present and future are shrinking into one, interlocking, without beginning or end."

The purple-robed man paused, and then continued after a moment: "And he is immortal, transcends time and space, and can be resurrected from time and space infinitely."

Li Chuyi frowned when he heard this and tried: "Are they really not going to die?"

The man in purple robe thought thoughtfully, "Normally not, but I vaguely remember that in the world I used to live in, there would be a great disaster."

"They may also fall under the catastrophe."

On the Fortune Qi Tian Zhou, Li Chuyi's eyes suddenly changed and became sharper than ever before.

"Haha, it turns out that he will still die."

"Then I understand, you are just farting here." His tone was very mocking.

"What is immortal, what is the same as the past and the future, there is no definition, but there is no matching strength."

"Are you guys bragging behind closed doors?"

Before the man in purple robe could answer, Li Chuyi continued to taunt: "You are still coming back from the eternal river of time, bah, you are really shameless."

"Dad told me that there are great secrets in time and space, so I must not touch them."

"I have left my words here. How can you be sure that the person who returned from the long river of time and space is really the same person as before?"

"What if it was replaced by some terrifying unknown existence? Tsk tsk."

Li Chuyi relaxed his thoughts and became more and more energetic as he spoke, "I wonder if there is something wrong with your world, right?"

"If you're still alive, I'll kick your nose in the face."

"If we are so strong, are you still planning on our eternal nature?"

"It's like being a bitch and setting up a memorial arch..."

On the side, the good man looked horrified and hurriedly pulled Li Chuyi: "My dear shopkeeper Li, can you please stop scolding me?"

"It doesn't matter if I die. It would be terrible if they made me wait for death."

Li Chuyi broke away directly, "Afraid of asking, these dogs will let us go?"

In the sky, 70% of the gamblers from the Hunter Mansion stood up. He smiled ferociously, "Young Magic Pavilion boy, you can only show off your words."

"With your knowledge, how can you understand the vastness of the sky and the majesty of the earth?"

"The vast world mentioned by these Taoist friends is so mysterious and powerful, how can you guess it?"

"Without their help, I would have become a perfect human puppet, unable to control myself even if I die."

His tone was excited, as if he admired the purple-robed man and the others.