Chapter 1346 Hit to One
"God and immortal are different."
Xu Qing looked at Ziqing and spoke calmly.
"But the moment you give up walking on thick soil and choose to accept the upward trend, it changes...... The essence is the same."
"Therefore, in the upper planetary ring, gods and immortals seem to be very different, but in fact they are of the same origin."
"Therefore...... I will die, and so will you."
"But compared to death, I actually want to see more, at this level, is your destiny deeper, or is my dimension more infinite!"
The voice was still echoing, Xu Qing's body had fallen in one step, spanning a hundred feet, and heading straight for Ziqing outside the main hall.
Ziqing outside the hall, his eyes fell on Xu Qing's approaching figure, his expression was indifferent, and he didn't say a word.
Behind him, Ziqing in the hall was still gentle, speaking softly, his voice passing through the main fate and echoing outside the hall of tributary fate.
"Brother, what you think is what I think."
"Destiny...... Superimposed!"
The moment the words came out, Ziqing, who was expressionless outside the main hall, had raised his right hand and pressed it slightly towards Xu Qing, who was coming quickly.
Under this press, the power of fate came silently, forming some kind of unexplainable meaning, which fell around Xu Qing and turned into layers of waves.
And in that wave, scenes are formed.
In those pictures, Xu Qing's figures were reflected, which were not parallels that relied on the law of time and space, but ...... The tributaries separated from the fate of Xu Qing's main trunk.
It can also be said that it is a countless possibilities that appear in the natural decline of life!
Every possibility forms a picture at this moment.
"Time does not exist, it is just a concept created by sentient beings to calculate the natural decay of themselves and even all things."
"Therefore, your time and space are flawed."
"And I don't talk about time and space."
Ziqing in the main hall spoke softly.
His voice fell outside the temple and rippled the picture.
And everything in the picture is full of contradictions, in some pictures, Xu Qing is fighting with people, and in some pictures, at the same fate node, Xu Qing is meditating.
Some pictures are his death in a certain fate, while others are getting the opportunity of creation under the same fate.
Some pictures are the dissipation of relatives and friends, while some pictures are warm companionship.
It's a superposition of fate!
So that Xu Qing's body has multiple mutually exclusive fates at the same time at this moment.
These fates intertwined, appearing in fragment-like forms around Xu Qing.
Its true body became blurred in these fragments, if it was to be erased, and every time it moved forward, countless transparent afterimages would split around it.
These afterimages turned into new destiny possibilities.
boundless.
It is as if he is experiencing countless lives at the same time.
In this state, every movement of Xu Qing, and even every heartbeat, will trigger a storm of probability, and fate will become extremely unstable, as if it will be switched at any time.
It's hard to control!
This is the main fate being mixed by the branch destiny.
This is the self being usurped by him.
Only his voice, in this mixing and usurpation, still echoed calmly.
"I have experienced a similar scene before."
"And my practice is not a separate time or space, the constitution I understand is ......"
"Return to one!"
"Time is one, space is one, time and space are one, parallel is one, destiny is ...... Also one!"
The moment Xu Qing's voice came out, he became more and more blurred, and raised his right hand.
The meaning of his constitutional law suddenly exploded, spreading out from his raised hand, turning into a unified line, piercing violently around.
The moment when it penetrates all the fragments of fate and connects them all......
Xu Qing's right hand was squeezed hard.
All the fragments of fate around him roared at this moment, and the pictures inside were forcibly changed, and they all became him at this moment!
Then, these pictures converged towards Xu Qing and overlapped rapidly with his figure.
Because Xu Qing in those pictures is exactly the same as him at this moment, this overlap has never appeared as a ghost after superposition, but like a fusion.
It made Xu Qing's originally vague figure seem to be outlined again and again, becoming more substantive.
Until the end, when all the pictures disappeared, Xu Qing standing there was extremely real and clear!
Then the voice echoed.
"Surrender!"
As soon as this voice came out, everything around him changed rapidly!
With the roar of heaven and earth, the sound was monstrous, and where Xu Qing was, a layer of ink appeared!
This ink painting is centered on Xu Qing, sweeping through Xu Qing's constitutional law, and suddenly unfolding in all directions.
Render everything!
Wherever they passed, whether it was the palace, the imperial capital, or the entire Heaven-Swallowing Domain, they all deteriorated rapidly at this moment, with Xu Qing's clarity!
The concept of height is abstracted, the three-dimensional existence is flattened, and everything becomes an ink painting in the blink of an eye.
This is ...... Dimensionality reduction!
It also includes the palace hall and the indifferent Prince Ziqing outside the hall.
have become part of the picture!
Only Xu Qing is the only color in the world, standing on this ink painting!
His right foot was raised, as if replacing the sky, and he stepped into the palace hall in the ink painting.
This is another manifestation of Xu Qing's own constitutional law.
And at the moment when his raised foot fell, Prince Ziqing, who was in front of the main hall of the ink painting, raised his head and looked at the world where he was in, which seemed to replace the black shadow in the sky.
Speak coldly.
"When you died for the first time in Wushuang City, your life span was seven!"
As soon as these words came out, Prince Ziqing's left eye reappeared the figure of Xu Qing, a child in Wushuang City.
The figure shattered in an instant, turning into seven silver threads, concretely appearing.
Each one represents one year old.
"In the Seven Blood Pupils, you have experienced many creations, and the opportunity is five!"
The second sentence echoed, and Prince Ziqing's right eye reflected Xu Qing's scenes in the seven blood pupils, and then five golden butterflies flew out from inside.
Each one represents a chance!
"The empress has changed her life, you will die for the second time, and the disaster will be the second!"
The moment this third sentence came out, in front of Prince Ziqing, a picture was condensed in the void, and that picture was the scene of Xu Qing's death in the imperial capital of the human race.
At the moment of death inside, two black chains flew out from within!
"Today, weave silver thread with your lifespan, opportunity into a golden butterfly, cast an iron lock of death from calamity, and turn your destiny butterfly ......"
The pictures are intertwined, and the gold, silver and black colors quickly coincide to form a three-color butterfly!
As soon as this butterfly came out, the entire ink painting rippled, as if the painting was wrinkled!
And as the three-color butterfly spreads its wings, there is suddenly a color centered on it, spreading to the entire ink painting!
Make ink painting no longer monotonous, so that ink painting seems to be alive!
Then, the butterfly suddenly rushed and went straight to the sky!
Wherever it passed, the picture melted, and it flew higher and higher, and finally broke through the world of ink painting!
rushed outward.
The moment it was displayed outside the painting, the entire ink painting began to shatter.
And the three-color butterfly, in a flash, split into countless pieces, overwhelming, all pounced on Xu Qing!
Each one, in Xu Qing's perception, is actually closely related to himself, as if ...... Each one is himself!
At the same time, as the ink painting collapsed, the purple and green in the hall echoed.
"With your destiny butterfly, become your destiny cage!"
"Prisoner!"