I’m Too Strong To Be Immortal

“wubba lubba dubdubs!!”

"Again~~"

Looking at the skinny old man in front of him with messy hair, wearing a white coat, talking nonsense, and drinking heavily, Bai Donglin had black lines on his hair.

The Blade of Weeping Blood was taken out from the depths of the mind, and after the "Ten Colors Forever Forbidden" was unlocked, a bright red light flashed, the blade twisted and squirmed, and then transformed into the strange old man in front of him.

Bird language: wubba lubba dubdubs, which translates to: I am in pain, please help me.

"Rick, a mortal, possesses wisdom beyond the gods. He controls the endless universe and time dimensions at the palm of his hand."

"Mortals are mortals after all. Their weak self-awareness makes them unable to control their own wisdom, and they end up lost in the turbulence of time, suffering and living crazily."

"wubba lubba dubdubs! Everywhere~"

Bai Donglin shook his head slightly, breathing slightly, and pressed Rick into the void.

"Okay, Rick, you are in pain. You are no longer a mortal at this time. After swallowing Curacao's consciousness with the endless personality, your life essence has made an extreme leap. How can you be immersed in time? In confusion?"

"Hahaha! You saw through it!"

Under the suppression of the aura, Rick held his hand, and the wine bottle turned into a pistol full of science fiction colors in the twist. It struck below him. An emerald green vortex was opened, and his body fell into it. The next moment , then appeared in front of Bai Donglin.

"Dr. Bai, thank you for creating me. What do you need me to do? Create a miniature universe? Turn a black hole into a star? Or blow up this universe? Hahahaha! No matter what you ask, Rick can do it! "

The virtual personalities are Bai Donglin's carefully crafted creations. Each one is infinitely close to the reality in his fantasy, so that he can be given advice and suggestions to prevent him from falling into the confusion of his own cognition.

Naturally, Rick's character as a lunatic has been perfectly inherited. This has nothing to do with whether his self-awareness is strong or not.

Bai Donglin doesn't care about this. It doesn't matter whether he is a madman or a saint. He just needs to ensure that the "Blood-weeping Blade" is completely loyal to him. This has been engraved into the underlying logic when creating the virtual personality. The entire process, There is a God watching from the side, and there will definitely be no situation of being out of control.

The virtual personality parasitized in thinking particles can be generated infinitely. When the personality army attacks Curacao's consciousness, it does not succeed in one fell swoop. It takes successive sacrifices to successfully replace it.

"I can do these little things with just a few clicks of my fingers, so I don't have to bother you, a smart guy like Rick."

The universe in Rick's words is not the heavens, but at most a vast world.

"Okay, you're awesome. Uncle Rick is going back. Ten thousand red-haired beauties are still waiting..."

With a vulgar look on his face, Rick pushed his crotch towards Bai Donglin extremely obscenely, and then his figure twisted and turned into a dull-eyed pink creature, like a mentally retarded creature.

"SpongeBob! Let's go catch jellyfish~"

Bai Donglin: "..."

If you are careless, the experiment is still too crude. Infinite personalities swarm into the Blood-Weeping Blade, and the most intelligent personalities and the smartest personalities are all blended together.

Curaçao's self-consciousness has long lost its essence and has been infected and swallowed by endless personalities. The consciousness in the Weeping Blade at this time should be called - a union of infinite personalities!

"Go away and play with your eggs!"

With a dark face, Bai Donglin held Pai Daxing in his hand, his thoughts poured out, the light and shadow flickered, and the Weeping Blood Blade finally revealed its true face.

This knife is extremely long and narrow, with a dark handle and a scarlet blade. The blade is faintly stained with blood, exuding ancient meaning and awe-inspiring murderous intent.

"Good knife!"

Bai Donglin nodded with satisfaction and glanced across the blade. The fine cracks were very dazzling. The scars had penetrated deep into the source. They were caused by his use of the body-abandoning fist to attack the Blood Palm of the Mysterious God.

"The Dao soldiers who dare to take the name of 'Dao soldiers' are naturally extraordinary. Next is the moment to witness the miracle..."

Ding Ling clang!

More than a dozen Zhenyi ancient artifacts were taken out, and various terrifying auras filled the air, causing the void to crack inch by inch under its oppression.

These trophies all have their complete origins. Except for a few that were broken by him, the essence still exists. They are treasures that many Eleven Realms only possess.

They all have unique characteristics. In the highest level of the prehistoric world, they are called Chaos Treasures. They are the same as Chaos Beads, Jade Discs of Creation, and Chaos Green Lotus. They are extremely rare and powerful treasures.

"From now on, Curaçao will become a thing of the past, and your real name is Crying Blood!"

"I hope that when I land on the other side, you can also grow into the source device of the other side, otherwise..."

"You lose the value of your existence."

Bai Donglin's expression was solemn and his tone was very serious. Ordinary treasures were not as strong as his fists, so he had to use the strongest weapon.

He is not trying to scare Weeping Blood. His power is so huge. If Weeping Blood is not strong enough, he will not be able to bear the blessing of his power. Being destroyed is the only outcome.

Yin Yin Yin!

Weeping Blood trembled violently and trembled. It naturally did not want to die, and the infinite personality combination did not want to return to illusion.

"Eat it, you will feel better after eating it."

Bai Donglin shook his head and laughed, showing no pity. He stuffed all the ancient artifacts, together with the weeping blood, into the furnace of the heavens in his body. Under the smelting of the hot divine fire, many ancient artifacts let out desperate wails, and Qixue was buzzing with excitement.

Every ancient artifact was born with divinity, and they naturally did not want to be destroyed. They tried their best to struggle and resist, but under Bai Donglin's suppression, it was meaningless.

"You are used by the Black Disaster, and the creatures you eat are endless. It is natural that you should die."

Bai Donglin looked indifferently and allowed the ancient artifacts to be swallowed up in mourning. This kind of generosity was outrageous!

Curacao probably never imagined until his death that his body could be fed so many ancient artifacts. He would never dare to think about such a luxury. If he obtained ancient artifacts, the most he could do was to trade them for many materials. Upgrading oneself is much more cost-effective than swallowing it directly.

Bai Donglin is too wealthy to bother with this effort. Anyway, killing eleven realms is like butchering a dog. Are you worried about not having any ancient artifacts in the future?

The furnace of the heavens contains the ultimate destructive power. Even ancient artifacts can be melted, but it cannot imitate the special furnace of the heavens where the Daobing clan is located.

Therefore, it was impossible to give birth to Xiao Qixue, and he had no such plan. Besides, where could he capture another Taoist weapon? It's hard for a clever woman to make a living without rice, and she can't give birth to a cub even if she cuts a knife alone.

"Not bad, not bad. After spending so much effort, it's worth it to get a sword that can be promoted infinitely!"

Bai Donglin nodded with satisfaction. Just like the skills he practiced, he liked to do things once and for all.

At this time, Qixue, in addition to having the original form of a long sword, has undergone strange changes under the influence of infinite personality, and can manifest the personality that exists in fantasy.

This newly emerged feature makes Weeping Blood no longer a simple long knife, but has a multi-functional role. Like Rick, there are many, many more who can be manifested to help when needed. He ran errands and did some beatings.

Of course, forget about some young mentally retarded personalities.

This unexpected situation may be related to the fact that in order to stuff the crying blood into his mind, he used the ring of the original universe to tamper with its existence form.

From the beginning, the experiment was conducted in the unknown, and there would be uncertain results. Bai Donglin was not too surprised, but accepted it calmly. After the experimental data was digested, he would naturally understand the reason for all this.

After arranging everything, Bai Donglin looked thoughtful. It would take a long time for Jiuyao to completely swallow up all the heavens. He only needed to use time and space to freeze and swallow all the energy crystals in an instant.

Therefore, there is no need for him to stay here and waste time, and he can use his energy to do other things.

"There is no area where the Twelve Realms have set foot. With my current strength, leaving a clone is enough to deal with everything."

With a thought, an invisible sword light flashed through the body, and the next moment, Bai Donglin was resurrected behind the clone.

"Weeping blood, looking at Jiuyao."

Groan!

Qixue was so smart that he instantly understood the two meanings of these words and responded with shock.

Bai Donglin nodded. He had no intention of bringing Qixue with him. Qixue was in a critical period of smelting at this time, and the place he was going to was very dangerous, so it was not appropriate to take him with him.

After introspecting and not missing anything, Bai Donglin took a step forward and disappeared, leaving only his avatar sitting cross-legged on top of the flower with his eyes closed.

The conscientious Jiu Yao knew nothing about this.

…

In the realm of nothingness, in the absolute nothingness, a figure appeared out of thin air. With a slight flash, it had already appeared beyond a thousand constant thoughts.

Bai Donglin instantly moved away from the battlefield ruins and galloped away in the opposite direction to the Taihao Heavens, using the method of self-destruction and escape.

His trip had two purposes.

First, he, who is constantly communicating with his clone's memories, has set a time. Ten thousand years later, he will return to Tahao. At that time, his clone has devoured all the heavenly stem treasure house, and the world of spiritual orifices has been nourished to a certain extent. At this level, you can start to cast the devil.

Second, this is what he is doing right now, leaving Luan Hong's Chiji Spiral Arm and stepping into the nearest Black Disaster Heaven!

But after he self-destructed and resurrected, he didn't care how far away he was or whether there was a way out. He could self-destruct and return to Taihao at any time.

During this trip to the Black Disaster Heavens, the most basic requirement Bai Donglin set for himself was to leave a resurrection base and create an outpost that was unique to him.

"Tsk, being alone and going deep into the enemy's hinterland is exciting just thinking about it!"

Bai Donglin's eyes were deep and tyrannical. In the territory of Black Calamity, he didn't need to suppress his nature too much and could be a little more wanton.

In his eyes, everything that belongs to Black Disaster is energy that can be transformed.

On this trip, as long as he doesn't encounter the Transcendent, no one can stop his destruction!

Death in exchange for the destruction of the Black Disaster.

This is the correct way to open immortality.