If five hundred years is a reincarnation.

Chen Xia is witnessing this reincarnation. Occasionally, his consciousness fills the air, blending into the world and feeling the voices of all living beings.

According to what the Qi practitioner said.

This is a sign of becoming a god.

He is about to become a part of this Heavenly Dao, and even replace Heavenly Dao and become the only God in this world.

This process also requires some accumulation of time.

Chen Xia was not in a hurry and waited slowly.

He has now perfected the "Big Turtle Breath Technique", but there is no hint of the next stage of the technique.

Chen Xia estimated that he would have to wait until after his Nascent Soul for the "Great Turtle Breath Technique" to be upgraded based on luck. Otherwise, it was because his luck was not enough and he had to add some luck.

Now his strength has reached 350, luck 40, and mana 0.

The standard reckless warrior template.

In fact, Chen Xia also feels that there is no need to increase magic power, and just increase magic resistance in the future.

Strength is used to hit people with pain, luck is used to hit people with critical hits and hit people with more pain.

The two complement each other, so you can point to each other.

However, Chen Xia is also interested in mana. If she has extra points in the future, she will click one to see the effect on mana.

In addition, Chen Xia's connection with this small world is getting deeper and deeper, and sometimes she even feels that she is the world.

Because of this, there will be vibrations in his mind, which are the sounds of heaven and earth. They have occasionally sounded since ten years ago, and they are rapid vibrations.

Chen Xia felt like it was a kind of...

Early warning.

But what exactly are you warning about?

Volcanic eruption, earthquake, tsunami?

Although these disasters have the power of annihilation for ordinary people, they have no impact on heaven and earth, and they are even caused by heaven and earth.

What else could it be?

Chen Xia quickly thought of it.

It was the monk from outside, the one who destroyed the city in the first place.

That's why heaven and earth give warnings, because this does not belong to heaven and earth, and may even destroy the avenue of heaven and earth.

Chen Xia's mind has also become tense in the past ten years. In order to fight against this big hand, he accelerated the speed of writing chapters, hoping to achieve the Dao Chapter before the big hand came.

If he could use the chapter of Nether Desperate Realm to force the big hand to open a room and steal 30% of the big hand's strength, Chen Xia would be confident of winning.

What stands out is that I will not only rape you in front of your face, but even beat you severely.

So Chen Xia is very busy now, condensing Xuanhun Qi during the day and writing chapters at night.

The last time a big hand appeared was about four hundred years ago. If five hundred years are used as the time limit, there are still another hundred years before Chen Xia will face the pressure of a big hand.

Chen Xia has already thought about it. He will have three options when the time comes.

Fight or run.

In fact, you don’t need to think about it, but if you use permutation and combination, there are two methods.

If you can't fight, then run; if you can't win, then fight.

There are so many choices.

Chen Xia laughed self-deprecatingly and intensified his practice, hoping to be able to kill the master in a hundred years.

But life is always full of surprises and unfulfillments.

The imperial city suddenly became dark today, darker than at night because there is moonlight at night.

People came out one after another and looked towards the sky. They felt that the shadow in the sky seemed like... like...

A finger?!

Moreover, the fingers were still descending, and strong winds were already blowing in the city just by the airflow carried by them for tens of miles.

The people were extremely horrified, and the dignitaries who received the news immediately prepared carriages and wanted to escape.

But the entire hand is a hundred miles wide, and your carriage can only travel fifty miles a day even if you don't rest. How can you escape in one day?

The people who were still in the imperial capital began to wait for death, but they did not just wait. Some people began to worship the statue of Chen Xia crazily, hoping that the immortal could save the world.

Some people had lost hope and couldn't bear to see others worshiping. They kicked Chen Xia's statue down with a big kick and pointed at the statue angrily.

"It's useless. No one can save us. Don't expect any immortals. This is just a rumor from hundreds of years ago. Just wait for death, wait for death!"

The person who was prostrating picked up the statue and sighed, "You can scold me if you want. There is no need to give the immortal a kick."

"Alas!" The kicker also sighed heavily. He didn't hope that there would be an immortal to save the world, but there wasn't one!

The big hand in the sky is getting closer and closer, and people can already see the clear grooves of fingerprints between the fingers, and there are thunderbolts like small snakes swimming in the middle.

Everyone knows that immortals cannot save the world...

Immortals are going to destroy the world!

The center of the imperial city.

The emperor walked tremblingly to the center of the palace, leaned down and knelt down, suppressed his trembling voice, and said respectfully.

"Emperor Daxia, I respectfully invite the immortal to be born!"

He kowtowed heavily, and the sound of his kowtow echoed around.

When the sound of kowtowing ended, the surroundings became completely silent and there was no sound.

The Emperor of Daxia's body was trembling. He was thinking about the words the late emperor told him, the legends from the past, and the statue of the immortal that he had to enshrine every year.

He was unwilling to give in, so he kowtowed again.

"Please ask the immortal to save the world!"

This time even the wind was quiet.

The Emperor of Daxia's mouth trembled, he stood up angrily, pointed at the ground and cursed.

"Thousands of my people in Daxia must worship you every year and regard you as the supreme being. Why do you act like a coward and avoid seeing you?!"

"Is it possible that you are afraid of the big hand in the sky, so you only dare to hide and escape early? You are a bullshit immortal, just an opportunistic and treacherous villain!"

The Emperor of Daxia didn't scold enough to vent his anger, and even stomped the ground several times to show his anger.

When his anger dissipated, he sat on the ground in despair, looking at the big hands in the sky with a dull expression.

Maybe there are no immortals in this imperial city at all, it's just a lie used by emperors to stabilize the country.

Why did he believe it?

The emperor smiled bitterly, covered his face with his hands, and couldn't help crying.

"Let me die with my world!"

A hand suddenly rested on his shoulder, followed by a smiling word.

"You are still too polite when it comes to trolling people."

The emperor raised his head in astonishment, with tears still in his eyes. He looked blankly at the young man in front of him, his expression instantly shocked.

Because the young man in front of me has many similarities with the statue of the immortal. Although it is not said to be extremely similar, it is at least 50%.

The main thing is the temperament, a calm temperament.

And under the current circumstances, he can still be so calm.

"Immortal...immortal?!" the emperor asked in disbelief.

"Be good, don't cry. Go and stay in the back and watch my performance." Chen Xia persuaded like a child.

In terms of age, the current emperor is indeed a child in front of him.

The emperor's face turned red, he stood up quickly, clasped his fists and bowed to Chen Xia, saying respectfully: "I have seen an immortal!"

Chen Xia grinned, "Then you have to take a closer look, otherwise you won't see me again."

The emperor raised his head and only glanced at it, not fully seeing it clearly.

Chen Xia's figure has appeared in the sky, and she steps forward step by step.

Dark clouds condensed in the entire sky, covering hundreds of miles, even covering this big hand.

Scarlet thunder and lightning were already beating in the dark clouds. Occasionally, an animated thunder dragon would poke its head out and look down.

A terrifying wild aura came from it, and a light blue eye stared out from the dark clouds, as if staring at eternity, looking for the candidate to overcome the disaster.

This is a hundred thousand year thunder catastrophe.
Chapter completed!