Outside the heavens, in the endless chaos, sits a humanoid creature formed by countless black holes.

Just looking at his size, he is enough to crush a planet with his bare hands, and the power around him is not compatible with the void, and he can only inhabit in chaos.

Not long after, a charming woman appeared in the distance and asked faintly, "Tong Yin, is Holy Master Jiang really dead?"

The black hole creature was silent for a while, and said with a low smile: "It's still early. Millions of years have passed, and I still underestimate the gods."

"I thought that Holy Master Xuancang would definitely die, but I didn't expect that such a cruel plan, not only did not let him die, but maybe it would make him break and stand up and rise to a higher level."

The river of nirvana on the other side crosses life and death, and then it is nirvana and rebirth.

Tong Yin thought that Tian Sha was just having fun by staying by Jiang Zhige's side. Who would have expected him to make this move?

That way of rewriting the great emperor's cause and effect is difficult for him to do even if he claims to be 'tongcai'.

"I don't understand, what exactly is Tiansha's consideration, is it true that in his eyes, my generation is no better than a Jiang Zhige?"

"Why do you need to worry about it, Tiansha means that he has nothing to do after living for a long time. Even if he exists like that, there are limits."

Gongliang Xiwen disagreed. The formation can only protect the heavens for a hundred years. What can Jiang Zhige do?

After a hundred years, the damned people will still have to die, and the things that should have happened will still happen.

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At the same time, Jiang Zhige has adapted to the power of the emperor's body and is soaring recklessly over a certain state.

"From now on, all devil emperors and Xuan Cang will go to hell!"

"I am me, I am Jiang Zhige!"

Jiang Zhige felt the power in his body, and his whole body flew up.

In the previous life, he was just a mediocre unemployed vagabond. Now, with the power of the great emperor, the heavens and the world are free to soar. What can't he do?

Just as Jiang Zhige imagined a better life in the future, the figure standing in the sky suddenly began to become unbalanced, and the strength in his body gradually became disordered.

Jiang Zhige's heart skipped a beat, and he was so complacent that he forgot that his body as a great emperor was in an extremely weak state.

"I rely on?!"

Before Jiang Zhige could stabilize the turbulent power in his body, his body fell straight to the ground.

Looking at the gradually enlarged land in his eyes, Jiang Zhige's mind went blank in panic.

After all the hardships and hardships, the good life has not yet begun. Could it be that the great emperor of his own will end in a fall to his death?

"I'm grass! Then I might as well..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard a crackling sound, and Jiang Zhige fell into a puddle of flesh on the spot.

【Complete the book! 】

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Three days later, Shangquan Prefecture, Jiangyu territory.

Somewhere by the river in a village, a beautiful woman in a sarong was fetching water from the river.

She filled two wooden buckets with a wooden scoop, wiped off the sweat and seemed a little thirsty, leaned over and picked up a puddle of water and sent it to her mouth.

At this moment, a corpse with disheveled hair floating straight on the water floated from upstream.

"puff!!"

The woman in the cloth skirt immediately spit out the river water in her mouth, digging her throat desperately, trying to spit out the river water she drank.

After a while, she finally recovered from the nausea, panting and looking up, the corpse happened to be blocked by a rock and stuck in front of her.

"What a goddamn bad luck!"

The woman in the cloth skirt turned pale, and when she got up, she kicked the corpse.

As soon as he stepped down, the corpse groaned suddenly, and wisps of blood spilled out of his mouth.

"Still angry? Forget it, don't mind me."

The woman in the cloth skirt snorted coldly, picked up the bucket and walked back.

Not to mention whether she has the kindness to save people's lives, it's not a good thing to be associated with a living dead floating in the water.

After walking a distance, the woman in the cloth skirt stopped and walked back.

"Forget it, if some high-ranking officials and nobles are in trouble, wouldn't a life-saving grace make me soar?"

The woman in the cloth skirt looked at the clothes of the 'corpse' and found that although the clothes were tattered, they still could see the luxury of the past.

The woman in the sarong put down the bucket, reached out and dragged the body up from the river.

"Good river water, you really spoiled it!"

Recalling the scene of drinking the river water before, the woman in the cloth skirt gritted her teeth, picked up the wooden bucket and poured the corpse on the head twice.

Now, not to mention whether the water can be used or not, she doesn't have the strength to pick up two more buckets of water if she wants to drag this person home.

The woman in the cloth skirt then walked back with the wooden barrel in one hand and the ankle of the corpse in the other.

Soon after, in Qinghe Village.

The woman in the cloth skirt was so tired and sweaty, she let go of the corpse's ankle, leaning on her knee and gasping for breath.

She is just a mortal woman, and she is usually tired of carrying water. It is too difficult to drag a man who is at least 1.83 meters away.

Not far away, a girl in ragged clothes and covered with burn scars was drying the quilt outside the thatched cottage.

Her eyes were not half-bright, she seemed to be blind, and it seemed a little difficult to dry the bedding.

Seeing this girl with scars all over her body, the woman in the cloth skirt immediately showed disgust.

After a short rest, she called to the ugly girl who was still trying to dry the quilt: "Ugly! Aren't you very kind? There is a person here who is half-dead. Hurry up and take care of it in your house."

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The ugly girl was stunned when she heard the sound, and replied, "Sister Yixin? Is he sick? I might..."

How can she, who is blind in both eyes, take care of a half-dead patient properly?

"Let you take care of it! I'll leave him here anyway, and let him die if you don't care."

After speaking, the woman in the cloth skirt stood aside, holding her chest and quietly looking at the ugly girl.

"Sister Yixin, in case I can't take care of me well, he, he..."

The ugly girl was immediately anxious, but she refused several times, but she didn't get a response.

"Sister Yixin, are you really leaving..."

After some calls were still not answered, the ugly girl could only follow the previous voice, groping towards the corpse.

"Idiot! He's a little to the left, you're on the wrong side!"

The woman in the cloth skirt didn't really leave. She knew that with the character of an ugly girl, she would never leave a dying person alone.

"Thank you, thank you..."

"Thank you! You stutter when you speak, and those who don't know will think it's blind and stuttering."

Hearing this thank you, the woman in the cloth skirt looked increasingly disgusted, picked up the wooden barrel and turned away.

"Remember, if he wakes up, come over and tell me immediately."

"Good, good."

By the time the woman in the sarong left, the ugly girl had already found the location of the body.

Her body was weak and petite, even worse than a woman in a sarong, so she could only drag her body a little bit to grope inside the house.

The next day, Jiang Zhige covered his head and woke up on the bed in a daze.

He has the body of immortality and immortality. Although his body is extremely weak, he cannot really fall to his death, but the speed of self-healing will be much slower.