Notes on building a city in the immortal world

"How to help?"

Nangong Zhenyan turned his head and looked at Frost Centipede.

Frost Centipede pointed to his face: "Why do you think I look like this?"

"Death?" Zhen asked.

He remembered asking this question the first time he saw the Frost Centipede, but the bug didn't answer directly.

Judging from the personality of the Frost Centipede, it seems that it is simply annoying.

"Nangong Qin won't get angry because of this! Teasing him is more boring than teasing a wall," Frost Centipede said, "The reason why I grew up like this is because I swallowed Nangong Qin's malicious feelings."

"Malicious?"

"Yeah, he was treated like that, you don't think he has no malice towards other people, right? So whether it's living alone or raising me, it's all to eat up those malice...Of course, he doesn't admit it, Even though I look exactly like him, he still thinks I'm his younger brother—that's the first one who showed his malice towards him and forced him to face up to his own feelings—but in fact, they Not twins, that mortal looks nothing like him at all!"

Frost Centipede said.

Its body made a creaking sound, and six diamond-shaped ice crystal wings spread behind it, slowly changing back to its original form.

"Although I say that, Nangong Qin's malice is not strong, and I often can't get enough!"

When its face that still retains the characteristics of Nangong Qin looked at the world consciousness, it showed a salivating expression:

"This thing is full of malice! I can 'decompose' it for you!"

Saying so, the Frost Centipede bit that one.

"what--"

Jiuding Tianjun screamed.

His body was shattered out of thin air, and the gray mist that was already gushing out of his body sprayed out even more exaggeratedly.

Nangong Qin ignored him, and he walked up the stairs.

In fact, it is meaningless to go up or down. Now, no matter whether it is above or below, it is a gray fog.

Nangongqin knew this, but he didn't mean to stop at all, and just kept walking.

He wants to get out of here.

In fact, Nangongqin knew that he couldn't leave here now.

This space is filled with "chaos". In the body of chaos, there is no concept of space and time, and everything has no end, so no matter what direction he walks from, there is no end.

But Nangong Qin didn't want to give up.

He wanted to go back to Yan Yan.

Yes, he stayed here for Yan'er.

Now I want to go back because of Yan'er.

After all, it is too lonely to be alone. Nangong Qin doesn't know when he will give up hope, but before he gives up hope, he will try to find a way to get out of here.

Of course, the fastest way is to take back his power from Jiuding Tianjun.

If Nangongqin still had enough power, he could forcibly split this piece of chaos. Unfortunately, not to mention that Jiuding Tianjun would not return his power to him, Chaos refused to do so.

Jiuding Tianjun can't control that powerful power at all, so Chaos can transform the power into gray mist infinitely, trapping Nangongqin and Jiuding Tianjun in its body until it is fully formed.

However, if the real chaos is formed, it needs the power to split it, and when it is split, a new world will be formed, and the old world will be destroyed. For Nangongqin It doesn't make sense either.

Whether it's the new world or the old world, a world without Yanyan is meaningless to Nangongqin!

Nangong Qin must leave here before Chaos is born!

"...Is this self-inflicted?" Nangong Qin said to himself.

If he hadn't chosen the heart of chaos, he wouldn't have become like this.

If he was still his own heart, maybe Jiuding Tianjun would have blew himself up long ago.

Nangongqin has always disliked his own power, but he has to admit that part of him is too powerful a power, and without this power, he hardly knows how to survive.

Thinking of this, Nangong Qin stopped in her tracks.

"Ah, so, we must take back that power."

Even if it is "impossible", it must be taken back, otherwise it will not be possible to return to Yan'er.

Even if he went back, could that powerless Nangong Qin really still be called Nangong Qin?

Nangong Qin thought so, and he looked down the stairs.

He seemed to have gone far away, from his position he couldn't see Jiuding Tianjun, nor could he hear his screams, but he could only see the endless gray mist like void.

Looking at the gray mist, Nangong Qin took a deep breath.

Without hesitation, he jumped directly into the gray mist——

"Ahhhh-"

At the same time, the Frost Centipede uttered a cry similar to that of Jiuding Tianjun.

Although it said to help, it is very difficult for a spiritual pet in the transformation stage to swallow the "maliciousness" of the world's consciousness-from this perspective, it said that it can eat Nangong Qin's maliciousness It was basically bragging. In fact, it only swallowed a little bit, but that little bit was enough for a low-grade centipede to become a high-level spiritual pet.

Now, it only took a bite of "World Consciousness", and rolled over because it couldn't bear the force, and its silver-white body became many times larger because of it.

The Frost Centipede yelled at Yan Yan:

"Now! Quick!"

Yan Yan grabbed the crystal cluster containing the spirits inside and flew towards the "world consciousness".

That ball of world consciousness is still the appearance of Jiuding Tianjun, but where it was bitten by the frost centipede, it is a blurred section. It is hard to say whether it is gas, liquid or solid. Of course, it is impossible to catch it with a human body. of.

In the final analysis, world consciousness cannot be "caught" in the first place.

It originally had no form, but it barely had a shape when it was attached to Jiuding Tianjun.

For Yan Yan, that form was enough.

He didn't waste the opportunity given to him by the Frost Centipede, and decisively took out the amethyst rice cooker that Nangongqin gave him... no, the amethyst alchemy furnace, and decisively stuffed the ball of world consciousness into it.

World consciousness, of course, will not be so submissive.

At this moment, it suddenly stretched out countless tentacles, wrapping around Jin Yan's side.

It doesn't seem right to say that it is entangled. The creature's cock is not a physical obstacle to this existence, so those tentacles directly inserted into Yan Yan's body.

At this moment, Yan Yan felt that his soul was flying outwards, and at the same time, a lot of memories about the bad past were scattered in his mind.

"Mr. Yan Yan!" Yun Jing called out worriedly.

"Leave me alone! Help that centipede first!" Yan Yan pressed his forehead and shouted.

Being intubated all over his body didn't hurt very much, but his head was a little confused, and the biggest danger to him now was the giant centipede that kept rolling, and if he was hit by that kind of thing, he would almost die.

Yun Jing hesitated for a while when he heard Yun Yan's order, but seeing that Yun Yan's expression didn't seem to be in pain, he still ran to Frost Centipede.

She raised her hand high, and a mirror emerged from the middle, with values ​​flashing on it, and it suddenly became an astonishing amount.

With the change in value, the Frost Centipede finally calmed down a little.

Although it is still extremely huge, and the body is still a little melted.

Yun Jing breathed a sigh of relief.

"Mr. Centipede's compatibility with me is very good!" Seeing this, Yun Jing said, "The hatred value absorbed this time is enough to improve my cultivation by several levels."

"I... don't need this compatibility!" Frost Centipede said pantingly, "However, thank you."

Yun Jing smiled lightly, then looked at Yun Yan worriedly.

Yan Yan knelt and sat on the spot, except for being intubated all over his body, he seemed to be safe.

"That ball is mainly a mental attack." Frost Centipede also looked over, with lingering fear in his tone, "We stepped forward to disturb without authorization, and I'm afraid it will hurt our young master instead, so it's best to be prepared to escape!"

"Escape?!" No, shouldn't we rescue him at this time?

"I don't think he can defeat the world's consciousness. It's just a malicious bite that made me like this. How bad would it be if I ate it all?... If I'm not mistaken, in his current consciousness, he is fighting with the whole world. Be the enemy!"

"Then..." Yun Jing hugged his own mirror.

"You can only absorb hatred."

"No, you can still absorb happiness points now." Yun Jing said.

"Even so, what about other emotions? Consciousness is made up of seven emotions and six desires! When you reach that level, will it take thousands or tens of thousands of years?" Frost Centipede said.

"It won't take that long." Yun Jing muttered.

She realized that she couldn't help Mr. Yan Yanxiao, so she could only watch in frustration.

As if responding to her worry, another miserable scream rang out:

"what--"

Yun Jing was taken aback, and she looked at Yan Yan again in horror, only to find that it was "world consciousness" that screamed.

It is no longer in the shape of Jiuding Tianjun, but begins to collapse.

"Ah, deformed! But it looks better this way."

Yan Yan commented coldly, he pulled out the green tentacles from his body, and stuffed the rest of the world consciousness into the rice cooker together.

"How is it possible? The 'World Consciousness' lost?" Frost Centipede asked in surprise.

"Probably because I'm not from this world!" Yan Yan replied nonchalantly.

He wasn't harmless either. When those green tentacles entered, there was obviously no problem with his skin, but when the world consciousness was pulled out, bloody holes appeared one after another.

It was obviously so miserable, but the Frost Centipede took a step back.

It has just experienced how powerful the mental attack of world consciousness is, and it doesn't want to face the words that it can defeat that kind of thing casually.

In the final analysis, what is in the mind of this foreigner is a mystery.

Would a normal person really want to fall in love with Nangong Qin?

Yun Jing heaved a sigh of relief seeing that Yan Yan was fine.

She looked curiously at the alchemy furnace in Yan Yan's hand: "Then, Mr. Xiao, how do we integrate with the world consciousness?"

"I don't know either," Yan Yan said, "Anyway, let's cook it first!"

"cook?"

"Rong Rong!" Yan Yan snapped his fingers at Xiang Ling.

"Yes, Mother." Zhen Ling replied, it flew around the alchemy furnace, and a green spiritual circle lit up below, and the entire alchemy furnace was surrounded by green flames.

The author has something to say: thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Suiye;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! (*^▽^*)