Mythological origins

Having been single since birth, he had just closed his eyes, expecting a virtual but extremely pleasant experience.

However, he never expected that the girl's flowing blond hair would instantly turn into thousands of steel wires, directly, directly cutting off his head!

The last impression left on Li Lingxiu was the golden color flying all over the sky...

"The head is still there, the head is still there..."

He took off his clothes with lifeless eyes and walked into the bathroom, ready to use basin after basin of cold water to wash away the huge psychological shadow.

Li Lingxiu had played the game Endless Land for so long and had never died once, so this time he had learned a lot.

It was really tragic.

But he didn't realize that in the real world, there seemed to be a slender blond hair hanging on his neck...

...

In the game world, or on the side of the 56th lead ship, Farel had completely "digested" Li Lingxiu's head, and his headless body disappeared without a trace along with the death of the game character.

She finally understood everything.

The little guy she ate was a group of mortals from another world, and the one who controlled their game system was herself in a parallel world, or the remains of herself in a parallel world.

In that world line, she was already dead.

But before she died, Farrell made her remains and last words into an intelligent program, and luckily teleported it to that small world without magic through the quantum shuttle that was still in the early experimental stage.

Then, through the response program designed in advance, Farrell in this world was found smoothly.

"Even I will die. Is the black tide so strong?" In the memory of another Farrell, the empire was finally torn apart under the endless impact of the black tide.

By the time she died, there were only six True Immortals left in the huge empire, and the others died or fled...

"Theoretically, as long as Bai Mo is killed, the Black Tide Disaster will die without a fight..."

"Nonsense! Everyone knows this method, but the question is how to kill a ninth-level great power?" Farrell saw that in the middle of the last words, his other self actually spoke of this matter with a slightly regretful tone.

The four words "True Yang Star Lord" are, after all, an extremely heavy title.

Not to mention the ninth-level True Yang, even the eighth-level Dongxuan Star Lord can make everyone breathless.

"His body is only the seventh-level perfection. If at the beginning, the power of dozens of True Immortals was gathered to set up the Zhoutian Xingdou formation to trap him, there might be hope of success. Hateful, hateful, hateful! When we knew about this, it was too late..."

As if Farrell knew what he was complaining about, the last words then expressed his own thoughts.

"What? Only the seventh level is perfect?!"

...

"It's you?"

In the lush forest, accompanied by gusts of cool breeze, a white shadow appeared in front of Farrell.

"..."

Hearing the voice engraved deep in her DNA, Farrell stiffened.

She had been hiding for so many years, and even her immortality was sneaky, just because she didn't want to expose her existence.

That was a vengeance that blocked the way.     If it weren't for the three alien visitors who tried to turn the earth into a huge breeding farm, forcing Bai Mo to take the risk of breaking through before solving the huge side effect of Taoism, nothing would have happened afterwards.

Without that accident, according to Bai Mo's own plan, he would have deduced and perfected it for at least another ten years, and solved all the problems as much as possible before considering taking the step of becoming an immortal.

Although Farrell only helped a little insignificantly in the matter that year, the situation was stronger than the person. If the other party really wanted to retaliate, could she still claim innocence?

In the end, she relied on fake death to get away from the earth.

"It's me."

At this point, it's meaningless to avoid and deny. It's fine if we don't meet, but if you can't tell when you bump into each other face to face, you're not worthy of being an immortal.

"You look a lot thinner." Bai Mo talked to him like an old friend he hadn't seen for many years.

"Of course, the gender has changed." Farrell replied with a fake smile.

It's not a big deal for a true immortal to change his appearance or even his gender, but generally everyone has been used to it for many years, and rarely does such boring things, and never cares about these.

Only mortals who can't change their appearance at will will be obsessed with their appearance.

So Farrell's nominal father, Leon Farrell, has always had some monks who don't believe that the other party is because of some bullshit love story and youthful spirit, so he supports the goddess of the soul at all costs, even burning some of his true soul.

"Do you know the essence of this game system? I always feel a little familiar." Bai Mo didn't say anything more polite, and directly mentioned the most core issue.

"..."

Farrell felt that he needed a little time to weave a sufficiently smooth lie.

But it would take more than a short time to deceive a monk whose cultivation level was far higher than his own.

The game system allowed Farel to pass the test in an instant and get the last words left by himself in the parallel world because of the consistency of the unique password of thought fluctuations.

If it were someone else, they would not be able to detect that something was calling here.

But all these words could not be said now, at least not in front of Bai Mo, which was very embarrassing.

You can't say to Bai Mo: "The other you in the parallel world killed us all, and now the me in the parallel world came to me in a dream, so we should kill you first."

"That was a message in a bottle made by me in the parallel world." Farel thought for a while and decided to tell part of the truth to complete a lie.

"..." Bai Mo heard this answer and recalled that he had almost the same experience hundreds of years ago.

That was a message in a bottle made by me in the parallel world, and the two sides barely chatted a few words across the parallel time and space.

At that time, the opponent's means seemed like the power of heaven, mysterious and unpredictable, but now Bai Mo, who is also standing on a high place, can see clearly how far the parallel world self has gone.

He did not take the route of beheading the three corpses, but chose to swallow the sky and devour the earth, constantly devouring sentient beings and squeezing out the emotions in the food to fight against Taoism.

According to Bai Mo's modeling, he in the parallel world should not have broken through the tenth level.

After all, according to his first draft setting of the tenth level, it is a true nebula life.

With planets as cells, the structure of life completely transcends the normal material state.

Of course, this is just his first draft setting, Bai Mo is still far from that level, and it is not a big deal to change it in the future, anyway, no one has really seen anyone reach it.