When the experience of life is like the imprint of memory, it is the opposite.
So, is this person a result of memory, or is it just a matter of life! ?
At this moment, it seems that the answer has been given.
At this moment, Qin Xuan's memory has been tampered with by the so-called dream master.
He is Qin Changqing, but he is no longer Qin Changqing. In his memory, he is another life.
In front of him, this woman is not his former wife Xiao Wu, but the supreme dream master, a person who has great kindness and virtue to him.
Even Qin Xuan's character has changed.
In the past, Qin Changqing never gave in to anything in the world all his life, but now, he kneels firmly.
The dreamer looked at Qin Xuan, and she showed a satisfied smile.
She looked at Qin Xuan, who was kneeling on his knees, bowing his head and bowing his head as a vassal. When she reached out her palm, a long sword appeared in her palm.
Facing the respectful existence, the dream master responded with a sword.
This sword directly pierced Qin Xuan's eyebrows, Qin Xuan's body shook, and then his head was pierced by the dream master.
"It's enough to be proud of being able to reach this level, but unfortunately, it was me you met!"
The dream master showed a contemptuous smile, then looked up, but there was a hint of coldness in his eyes.
She wanted to do something, suddenly, as if aware of it.
"is her!?"
There was a lot of fear in the eyes of the dream master, and his appearance changed into that of Qin Xuan.
At the same time, in the Nether Emperor Palace, the Slaughter Emperor was lazily looking at Samsara.
"That guy, the elephant master, actually moved her past body, isn't he afraid of backlash?"
Emperor Slaughter seemed to have seen something, and then smiled lightly, "If I'm not here, I'm afraid there will be some troubles in this ghost."
Beiyin Emperor on the side heard her speak, his eyes became serious.
"In the past, did the Elephant Lord imprint a certain past existence?" The Elephant Lord in reincarnation, Beiyin Emperor is no stranger to it, and he also understands its abilities.
"Dream Lord, you can easily tamper with all memories, master the power of 'God', and cultivate him into a superb existence."
"I have fought against him before, not weak!"
Emperor Slaughter smiled playfully, but her words made Beiyin Emperor's pupils condense.
He naturally understood how strong Emperor Shasheng was, but this so-called dream master was called not weak by Emperor Shasheng.
"The Era of Immortality, the dream master...has never heard of it!"
Beiyin Emperor looked solemn, "Do you tamper with memory by palming the power of 'God'?"
"Of course you won't hear about it. He doesn't want to leave traces, so there won't be any records about him in the world." Emperor Slaughter said, "The power of this First Emperor is very troublesome. It seems that Xiao Qin is going to be troublesome."
"You are not afraid, his way is broken here!?" Beiyin Emperor said out loud.
He knew that Emperor Shasheng definitely valued Qin Xuan, if not, he would not waste his time here.
In this period of time, there are too few existences that make Emperor Slaughter miss you.
Similarly, going from the place of detachment to this point must not be easy and casual.
The Great Emperor Slaughter is sitting here now, watching the cycle of reincarnation, which already represents everything.
The Great Emperor Slaughter smiled, but did not respond to Beiyin Emperor's words, she just had a stronger smile on her face.
...
At the same time, the dream master who was transforming into Qin Xuan's appearance suddenly noticed something.
He turned his head to look, but found that Qin Xuan, who was supposed to die, held the sword in his hand with one hand.
The dream master frowned, and at the next moment, Qin Xuan's sword between the eyebrows was directly destroyed.
Not only that, endless evil spirits emerged from Qin Xuan's body, one after another terrifying evil spirits and murderous auras spread out in all directions centered on Qin Xuan like clouds that were constantly transpiring.
"Beheading all memories, losing the 'god' of memory is no different from death."
"So that's the case, but it has fulfilled its instinct."
"Murderous intent, anger, sadness, despair, pain... the instinct that has been suppressed for endless years, and the instinct to check and balance with the heart, seems to have lost its shackles now."
The dreamer looked at Qin Xuan who was exuding an endless tyrannical aura. At this moment, Qin Xuan was like a tyrant, with evil spirit surging wildly in his body.
Suddenly, Qin Xuan raised his eyes, and the figure of the dream master was reflected in those scarlet eyes.
After that, Qin Xuan showed a sinister smile on his slightly terrifying face.
boom!
In an instant, Qin Xuan's body disappeared, and in the next instant, a hand landed directly on the Dream Lord's body.
The dream master's body is invisible and colorless, and everything is transformed by the heart. This punch hit the dream master, as if punching into the clouds.
The clouds and mists only disperse and do not hurt half a point.
In the next instant, Qin Xuan's fists exploded into tens of thousands. The fists were like a torrential rain, and in an instant, the white clothes transformed by the dream master were directly wiped out.
Qin Xuan is like a mad beast, but his power is the real ancient emperor.
The power of the source, the bone of immortality, the extreme killing platform, the power of the turbid fairy...
The fusion of many forces into one, without any means, is the purest and most instinctive attack.
Relying on his state of mind, he suppressed the instinct that had lasted for an unknown number of years.
Although all the memories he lost, all the things he once carried, have already been imprinted in the deepest part of his heart unconsciously, but they are not exposed to the world.
The body of the dream master reunited in another place, still in the appearance of Qin Xuan, looking at Qin Xuan quietly.
Qin Xuan, who was still attacking, stopped abruptly, then turned his head, his eyes locked firmly on the dream master.
boom!
Rising violently, punching down, once again, the dreamer's body shattered.
The dream master appeared again, and she suddenly shook her hands slightly, as if she wanted to continue writing in Qin Xuan's memory.
But then, her brows were furrowed.
Even if she wrote the memories, relying on the memories she wrote, she couldn't resist this incomparably violent instinct and the burden that suppressed the endless years, and could cut off the grief, anger and killing intent of her loved ones.
"It's too weak, and the changed memory is too short."
The dream master's body was blown apart again and reunited again, and her eyes became especially cold.
The power to rewrite all memories is indeed terrifying, but now she is only at the level of the ancient emperor of the tribulation realm.
The memory she can rewrite barely lasts a hundred thousand years.
But Qin Xuan's past memory is the obsession with carrying everything for countless hundreds of millions of years, and the state of mind honed by endless years is the only one that bears everything and bears everything.
All the dream master can do is to draw a straw, but to suppress the ten thousand zhang mountain.
The body of the dream master broke up again and reunited again.
This time, his expression gradually returned to calm, and then he said lightly: "Fortunately, it is here, if it is in Changhe, even if it cannot fall, it will suffer a big loss."
He took a deep look at Qin Xuan, then raised his eyes to look at the world, and said coldly: "Don't think that you can be unscrupulous by relying on the power of reincarnation. Next time, I hope that this little reincarnation is dark. able to afford it.”
"Your hands are too long!"
As soon as the voice fell, he stepped out in one step, and actually left this world directly.
Qin Xuan, who had lost his target, looked around at this moment, and then, he gathered all the strength in his body to bombard this section of torrent.
It seems that he wants to break the torrent and rush out of the sixth floor of the elephant main tower.
The strangest thing is that there are no bystanders on this floor.
I don't know how long it took, but suddenly at a certain moment, Qin Xuan's body shook, and a trace of clarity appeared in those tyrannical eyes.
The memory of this life, like the tide, goes and returns!