I’m Too Strong To Be Immortal

The clones are all resurrection base points.

The priority of immortality is higher than anything else, above all known and unknown things, and it is a matter of course.

Bai Donglin, who was in the "observer state", clearly sensed that the number of disappearing clones was decreasing rapidly. In just an instant, a hundred disappeared.

Without any hesitation, with a thought, he was instantly resurrected in Abi Wujian.

Boom!

"Roar! Kill! Kill -"

Whoosh——

Endless pitch-black spikes fill every inch of space, and in the gaps, many bright figures stand proudly, some as big as a galaxy, or as small as a mustard seed, all of them are enveloped in the shadow of golden flames, fighting like crazy. .

Kill until your will goes crazy, fight until your blood boils.

Every moment, countless spikes are shattered, and there are also glorious figures that are pierced and inserted into the void. The blood of the origin flows down, like the Milky Way flowing backwards.

"Hmph! Presumptuous!!"

When Bai Donglin saw everything in front of him, anger rose in the depths of his pupils. The flow of time in Abi Wujian was too weird, sometimes fast and sometimes slow. Through the memory synchronization of the clones, he already understood that the loss of the human race master was not small.

"Super God Realm! Expand -"

Buzz!

Visible to the naked eye, a transparent ripple roared past. In just an instant, it stretched tens of billions of light years. The huge dark vortex was directly enveloped in it. In comparison, it was as small as dust.

"broken!"

Bai Donglin's eyes were stern, and he clenched his palm fiercely. The countless pitch-black spikes, including the main body of the vortex extending out of them, began to collapse and shrink under the squeeze of the boundless force, and were directly squeezed into a pitch-black plane. Dropped into two dimensions.

The clenched fist trembled slightly, and his will surged. Bai Donglin wanted to squeeze it into a one-dimensional line, or even a little zero-dimensional, but found that he could no longer do it. His brows couldn't help but frown slightly, and he felt a wave in the dark plane. Terrible power was resisting his will.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The master of the human race, who was in a state of madness, did not notice the changes in the outside world for the first time. He still stirred up his origin, and the powerful magical powers, immortal arts, and ancient artifacts were continuously bombarded in the void.

"Kill, kill...uh!"

After a while, the scarlet in the eyes of the masters gradually disappeared, their will regained a trace of clarity, their figures froze, and they looked around in astonishment.

"This is……"

Everyone looked back and saw Bai Donglin with indifferent eyes, standing in the void with his hands behind his back.

"Lord of Chaos!!"

"Donglin!"

"Bai, Lord Bai! You are finally here, you are saved, we are saved..."

The moment Bai Donglin appeared, he calmed down the terrifying dark whirlpool. Bai Donglin, who was already extremely mysterious, immediately gave them infinite confidence. Their minds, which had been tense for a long time, relaxed, and their eyes couldn't help but show signs of exhaustion.

Although Bai Donglin constantly replenished their depleted origin and longevity, the long-term continuous fighting still exhausted their spirit and will.

When Bai Donglin saw this, although he already knew everything due to the synchronization of his memory, he still pretended not to know and slowly asked: "How long have you been staying in this ghost place?"

"Replying to my lord, it has been seventeen thousand and eighty-seven days since I sent you a request for help!"

Seventeen thousand years!

These masters have been fighting at high intensity for such a long time without rest, and it is very rare that their will has not collapsed yet.

Bai Donglin's mouth moved slightly, his expression was a little complicated, and he said softly:

"Everyone, thank you for your hard work."

"You can rest now, don't worry, I'll take care of everything!"

The words were firm and contained extremely strong self-confidence, which made everyone look slightly moved and nodded involuntarily.

Bai Donglin raised his hand and waved, and a piece of crystal white light swept past, and all the human masters were taken into the eternal light realm.

"Unfortunately, it's still a little late."

Hundreds of clones are annihilated and can be resurrected at any time without consumption. This is not a loss.

But there are more than forty human race masters, but they stay here forever. This is the largest battle loss in the history of the human race.

His movements were fast enough.

But Abi Wujian is so weird. Everyone was pulled into this place at the beginning. Several days have passed, and the outside world is only five breaths of time. This ratio is not an exaggeration.

But after the clone self-destructed and escaped, only a moment passed, and it was already 17,000 years since the original body came.

It can be seen that the flow rate of time here is not constant and is changing at any time.

"Without bystanders, I can do whatever I want."

Bai Donglin looked down with awe-inspiring eyes. His strength must not be noticed by Mu He. Abi Wujian avoided Mu He's sight and took Master Ziwei and other masters into the eternal light realm. One of the purposes was to prevent Information leakage.

boom! Bang bang!

The pitch-black plane that was pressed into a two-dimensional plane made a muffled sound. In its center, some protrusions appeared. Upon closer inspection, they turned out to be fist prints.

"The ancestor of the evil god..."

boom! Click——

The plane shattered and a gap opened, and a white arm came out. On its wrist, a scarlet bracelet that was on the verge of breaking was tightly bound.

Ho ho ho!

Amidst the complicated and weird roars, two arms grabbed the edge of the crack and tore it apart to both sides. Then, a figure jumped out from the two-dimensional plane.

The scarlet chains that suppressed the ancestor of the evil god have all been shattered, leaving only the broken rings on the limbs and neck, and only a fragment of the talisman tightly attached to the chest.

It can be said that the ancestor of the evil god has almost escaped the suppression. Some residual talismans can only slightly suppress his power, but cannot restrict his actions.

Bai Donglin, who had synchronized his clone's memory, naturally knew everything that happened during these seventeen thousand years, and also saw how the ancestor of the evil god broke the seal step by step.

The vortex formed by the black mist and the terrifying spikes that attack are indelible. The human masters are no match at all. The reason why they can persist for so long without being completely destroyed is not because they are powerful, nor because they have clones. Auxiliary, it's all the Evil God Ancestor who is causing trouble.

Breaking the seal requires the original blood of the masters, and the ancestor of the evil god discovered that these masters have a strong recovery ability, so he started the method of "raising bears for bile".

Surround but not kill, keep drawing blood.

The masters were not fools, so they naturally understood this. The strong-tempered masters wanted to commit suicide rather than let the ancestor of the evil god achieve his goal, but they were dissuaded by Bai Donglin's clone.

But there are still some masters who can't stand such torture, or they don't believe that Bai Donglin's support can solve the evil ancestor, so...

Most of the masters of death destroy themselves.

Pain, despair, hope, fighting, being drained of blood, watching the ancestor of the evil god break the seal bit by bit, coupled with worries about the future of the human race.

These seventeen thousand years have been really difficult!

"You evil beast! How dare you insult our human race like this..."

Bai Donglin looked down with a frown on his face. The Evil God Ancestor felt this. He slowly raised his head, his eyelids trembled slightly, and finally he slowly opened his closed eyes.

The extreme darkness, indescribable evil, distortion and deformity turned into countless tiny pupils, densely packed in the eye sockets.

"The ancestor of the evil god, right? Why don't you just hide in the garbage heap of time and try your best to come out? That's fine. Even if you want to die now, it will be difficult."

"Hmph! I just want to try my hand on you. I haven't had a single enemy since my breakthrough. My hand has been itchy for a long time!"

The corners of Bai Donglin's mouth raised, his eyes were bright and dangerous, and a trace of evil aura escaped.

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