Xu Changan was immersed in the vast memories. The stone platform under his feet began to glow, and countless powers poured into Xu Changan's body from all directions.
Transforming Xu Changan's body.
There are even various weird metals that turn into liquids and flow into the body, and then flow into the ancient sword through Xu Changan's body.
It was as if Xu Changan and Gu Jian were one body.
But the ancient sword was incomplete, and the power did not form a cycle, and finally returned to Xu Changan's body.
However, Xu Changan knew nothing about all this.
He was immersed in vast memories at the moment.
It was like a dream, like a personal experience.
He dreamed that a face appeared in the sky and destroyed one small world after another.
Thousands of creatures and many races have been turned into ruins.
In this process, countless people were born and countless people died.
I will reincarnate with Kenshin, right under its nose, so that it will feel at ease.
"No, history has been cut off, and peace talks have not come?"
The system always stops at level 99 on itself, because at level 100, it seems to do bad things, so it is restricted by other things in itself.
At this moment, an old voice came from the distant sky, which made Xu Changan feel strange, but also had a sense of familiarity.
All kinds of weird stuff.
At the same time, Xu Changan also knew the strength of this group of people.
"You little brat..."
By now, the advantages are overwhelming.
He recognized that figure, Old Ginger Head!
Yes, when he came to this small world, he helped his old ginger head, the old ginger head who had died long ago.
But Xu Changan's pupils still contracted violently.
"It's so lively! Little guy, you caused a lot of trouble just after you came out!"
Just like gnawing the ribs and eating the meat, the remaining bones unexpectedly came to life, but they were born with the help of his power.
He only beat the opponent to the point of running away, making a scene like a chicken and a dog jumping around, making the ancient god-level master extremely embarrassed.
This time, he was finally completely relaxed.
Moreover, Xu Changan held half an ancient sword in his hand, and he had a strong killing intent, and he had already completely killed three powerful men.
"Don't run away. Master praised me for being good. How dare you call me invincible? Xu Jianxin, little brat. Let's see how I deal with you!" Xu Jianxin was even more naughty and did not use any killing moves.
It can be said that it is Xu Changan's child, but it always feels weird when a man gives birth to a child, so Xu Changan took him as his apprentice and named him Xu Jianxin.
Failure again and again.
The power from the abyss had no effect on him, and was instead swallowed up.
But as soon as they got close, Xu Jianxin had already rushed out happily, and turned around and asked, "Master, they struck first, it's okay for me to be in self-defense, right?"
Three hundred years have passed in a blink of an eye.
"Little brat...ah..." The screams made people feel terrified.
He dreamed that countless people rushed towards the sky and killed that face.
The sword heart of his ancient sword was originally integrated into his own soul, but the specialness of his own body is both reincarnation and the system.
Until as time passed, the man in the reincarnation and Kenshin merged into one, but they became weaker and weaker, and were even forgotten by the giant face.
However, as soon as they made contact, they discovered that there was something strange about this child.
We are all in the past!"
On the other side, Xu Jianxin also beat his opponent until Mangu Shen ran around.
At the pinnacle of the ancestral realm, he is called the Ancient God.
The little guy even started to fight back. Every time he fought, these ancient god-level masters were beaten into a state of embarrassment. Their bodies were broken into pieces, and their souls were hurt. No one was spared, and now they were being chased and beaten violently.
........
But it still hurt that face after all.
"We have already gathered all the strongest treasures. No matter how strong it is, we can only use blood refining! Ordinary blood refining is not enough to support it!"
"Human? Kill him!"
It was Xu Changan. As for that little guy, Xu Changan didn't know how to understand him.
I can be lost in reincarnation forever, I just hope that this plan will not be implemented one day!"
Some people who were seriously injured chose to blend into the small world and confuse the giant face while recovering from their injuries.
Sure enough, he didn't die.
But they all ended in failure.
As soon as the two people appeared, in the black smoke outside, a group of unknown beings came directly to kill them.
And there was a very vague person who found a swordsmith and forged all the artifacts, together with his body, into a sword.
The surging power was countless times more terrifying than what he had been before, but when Xu Changan used it, he was like an arm.
As soon as he finished speaking, the figure forcibly integrated the sword's heart into his soul and threw himself into the reincarnation of the forbidden world.
With a ferocious smile on his face, he wanted to tear Xu Jianxin into pieces.
With that familiar aura, Xu Changan understood immediately that this was an abyss.
"I will make this sword spirit. I was born from heaven, and I am the most suitable person. I can be the sword spirit.
"This is not enough. The forged sword will be terrifying, but it will also be terrifying. It needs a sword soul that can withstand it."
Then his figure appeared and rushed over quickly.
"You bitch, you want to kill me, who do you think you are? Oh, hit, hit, hit..." The little guy was very vindictive and chased the ancient god-level master who had been malicious to them and blasted him with the light of destruction.
The ass was bombarded constantly.
As for Xu Changan, he repeatedly killed several Ancient God-level masters and kept retreating, turning them into veritable Ancient God-level human sandbags.
Xu Jianxin's existence is very strange, and his strength is terrifying, but he is very obedient, and Xu Changan really teaches him as his apprentice.
Seeing Xu Jianxin rushing out, those terrifying beings of the ancient god level were all shocked.
Xu Changan was like a garbage dump, but some things were digested by Xu Changan, and some things were forced out by this inheritance.
They all also disappeared.
And this group of existences are basically at this level.
Two guys, one big and one small, were chasing these Ancient Gods to kill them. Among these Ancient God-level masters, they didn’t know who was the first to escape. The rest of them couldn’t care less about their face in order to survive.
The pile of debris that was forced out was very chaotic, with system remnants, reincarnated souls, and even unknown secret hands.
However, looking at it, it looks extremely embarrassing!
In the end, this group of people agreed to this absurd approach.
"That's enough. It will be enough to pull out all the existences of eternal time and space and then refining them with blood."
Xu Changan watched everything, but it seemed as if he was experiencing it himself.
Xu Changan realized at the first moment that this was not the real Old Jiang Tou, or rather, Old Jiang Tou was just an incarnation of him.
The abyss has been punched with holes.
Xu Changan nodded, "It doesn't matter!"
A stream of light flashed, and a long-haired young man was dressed in ragged clothes, as if they had not been washed for hundreds of years. There was also a very cute child beside him, curiously looking at everything in this small world.
The chaos of the war turned the world upside down, and the whole small world was riddled with holes.
The giant face has been paying attention to it, trying to contain him and kill him again and again.
Everyone fled and the scene was in chaos.
The remaining people were still fighting, trying to find ways to kill the giant face again and again.
Some people sealed time and space, others created a small world and trapped that face.
"If you are dead, what does it matter if you die again? History is created by the victors. If we fail, we are all gone. What history is left?
After victory, latecomers can slowly write their own history.
"This sword is not enough, it needs to be stronger!"
"It's you."
Although Xu Changan was surprised to see Lao Jiangtou again, it was not too surprising. After all, he had already guessed that Lao Jiangtou was not simple.
More importantly, he is no longer the Xu Changan he used to be.
The vicissitudes of life are as difficult as seeing them for the first time.
Seeing him in such a mess, Xu Changan asked in confusion: "What... happened?"