This endless world

——The holy position is always limited between heaven and earth.

Even the multiverse is boundless and endless, and the number of saints in this multiverse is finally a fixed number, about 3,900 people. Once the number of saints in the entire multiverse reaches such a limit, no matter how powerful you are, you cannot overcome that layer of shackles. It's like a Kabbalah tree hanging upside down in the sky. Once the quota is completely filled, it will be impossible to overcome anyway...

...However, the information about the Holy Territory is not something that the replica Chu Xuan can know.

"It seems that you get more information about this than I do."

After hearing this, the replica Chu Xuan did not question Chu Xuan's statement, but continued to talk according to this conclusion: "Then what you mean is that in the current multiverse, all The holy throne has been occupied, no one is left?”

Don't question or deny it because there is no need for this. After all, the two are not absolutely hostile. On the contrary, they have reached corresponding cooperation to a certain extent... Although in the view of the copy-type Chu Xuan, the other party uses lies The possibility of misleading one's own way of thinking does not exist, but it is unnecessary to set up the corresponding trap in such a place.

"Yes."

Chu Xuan's answer was filled with unquestionable conviction. With the intelligence of the replica Chu Xuan, he also thought of many things in an instant.

There are myths and legends about the prehistoric world that if you want to become a saint, you must have the Hongmeng purple qi as the basis for enlightenment. If you do not have Hongmeng purple qi, no matter how powerful your magic power is, you can only stop at the quasi-saint realm. From now on, the best way to become a sanctified is...

"Kill a saint, and then seize his saint."

Although he had said the method of becoming a saint, Chu Xuan, who had seen the power of a saint, also understood how difficult it was to achieve this goal... Immortals are easy to defeat and saints are hard to kill. This is definitely not just empty words. There are completely four different difficulties between "match", "beat", "kill" and "capture alive".

Perhaps with the strength of Zheng Zha and the replica Zheng Zha, you can defeat a saint with all your means, but if you want to go further, don't even think about it... No matter whether the saint who has the saint position is better than an ordinary immortal or It is difficult for great witches to kill more than ten times or a hundred times, but they see that the situation is not good. Wouldn't these saints run away?

Take a step back and don’t these saints understand that there are countless green eyes under them, waiting for them to fall to the throne and become the new saint? Wouldn't they leave countless backup plans and explode themselves and reborn when they had no choice? To do this, even the duplicate Chu Xuan felt very difficult.

"It seems that this position of saint is not that easy to obtain."

The replica Chu Xuan naturally understood the truth and knew that this matter could not be rushed for a while. So he stopped engaging in another topic and raised another topic: "Then, as the price of knowing this information."

"What do I need to pay?"

There is no free lunch in the world. Or the free one is the most expensive.

The copy Chu Xuan understands this truth, and he also knows his personality quite well. The wise man named "Chu Xuan" is a very meticulous person. Every sentence has a corresponding purpose, and there is no nonsense. If there is something to come out, there must be something to ask for...

“It’s not something that has a lot of value, so you don’t have to pay anything.”

But what surprised the replica Chu Xuan was that Chu Xuan on the other side just said this sentence lightly, and then wrote down everything before: "Then, continue our battle."

“…If you were going to make me owe cause and effect in this way and thus be restrained in the next battle, then this wouldn’t happen.”

The replica Chu Xuan's words were so slight, even though they were very short, which showed his uneasy heart: "You should understand that doing such a thing alone is meaningless to the battle situation."

“From the beginning, I had no such intention.”

Chu Xuan replied plainly: "This mentality of 'everything, every word and every action is a calculation' is already a complete past tense for me."

"…You have really changed, another me."

Hearing the young man with the same appearance as him say this sentence he would never say, Chu Xuan closed his eyes and exhaled: "Then, I won't hold back."

At that moment, as if time and space were stagnant, a void door suddenly cracked above the head of the replica Chu Xuan, and a mysterious thing appeared from it. It was a mysterious silkworm that was as crystal clear as jade, with its body wrapped around the parasitic red vine emitting a light red light, and its wings were as white and thin as the feathers of a water bird, and it fanned lightly.

What is even more amazing is that the silkworm actually held its tail and formed a perfect ring, suspended behind the replica Chu Xuan. The silkworm's wings fluttered lightly, shaking the circles of ripples visible to the naked eye, like behind the gods and Buddhas. The golden wheel of merit.

However, what flows in this light wheel is not the reassuring Buddha light, but the hundreds of millions of different wills are shouting together... At the moment when the silkworm appears, whether it is the projection of the spiritual treasure created by Chu Xuan, protecting it The body formation, the broken sword and remnants of the Tianhe Divine Boat Battle Formation, and even the non-faced person who was stalemate with the artificial witch, all had different degrees of distortion!

"Xuanwei Li." Chu Xuan, a copy, spoke: "The light of my soul."

"Xuanwei, and not..."

Hearing these three words, Chu Xuan frowned rarely. With one hand, he waved his hand, and the black and white yin and yang rays suddenly surrounded his body.

Opposite the head of Chu Xuan’s head, a solid jade plate appeared on Chu Xuan’s head, which seemed to be a rotating wheel that created the green body, resisting the signs of twisting: “Twisted…No , is it pollution, or is it 'forced conversion'? ”

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

"Heaven and earth are not kind, and treat all things as straw dogs."

The replica Chu Xuan looked at the "Tao Junlun" above Chu Xuan's head and responded indifferently: "Just like you have your own understanding of the 'Dao of Heaven', I also have my own path... I cannot continue without sacrifice. ”

"The way of heaven is selfless. It can sacrifice anyone for the survival of the multiverse, and I am the same for the victory of the Demons and the glimpse of a higher realm. This is just the most rational choice."

"This is wrong." Chu Xuan shook his head.

"Reality and error are just subjective views. Only the winner can see the truth." The copy of Chu Xuan raised his right hand, and the Donghuang Bell roared lightly above his head: "Then, let's verify it, you and me Who understands the 'Dao of Heaven' among them..."

"Who is more correct."

The next moment, accompanied by the twisted light, collided with the black and white black color—

The two round fruits falling in the sky are one point closer to the world. (End of this chapter)