Zhao Wugui squatted aside, watching the eater stirring the soup in the pot and was ready to move, so he wanted to sprinkle some seasonings into it. In this seasoning, Zhao Wugui added pink like dark blue, chat groups and Wanjie Store, and wanted to throw it in while the eater was not paying attention.

The old man-like Yi Jiujun stood in a plate and laughed, adding a handful of firewood to the foodie pot from time to time, and adding another spice to Zhao Wugui's seasoning.

The king who was looking at the white light on the side was bored watching Yiqijun and Red Line Immortal playing chess.

"I said Lao Bai, why didn't you stop me when I was cheating?" Zhao Wugui looked at the king who was illuminated by the white light, that is, the main god, who played Gugestos at the beginning.

"Why didn't I stop you? All the copies I gave you are from the spirit of cultivating immortals. Who would have thought that you would be able to stop the style of painting? Later, there was no way, it was all destined." The king who looked at him with a look of white light was like a white light, and he said with some regret.

In fact, Zhao Wugui also knew that when he constrained everything, these were all destined.

"Then what the hell is it that I traveled through time?" Zhao Wugui remembered the second life. He died of old age in the bed, which was a bit of a scam.

Yiqijun on the side turned dark: "I have stuffed so many opportunities to you, and you have been a salted fish all your life. What should you do if you ask me to do?"

In the martial arts world, there is a chess king who guards Zhao Wugui. When he saw Zhao Wugui die of old age, he almost crushed the chess pieces. After that, all the time travelers of the same class suggested that they unanimously give gold fingers to the newcomers or throw them into the dangerous world to spur the newcomers. Otherwise, if they lived too comfortably, they were all a group of salted fish. How could they sit down if they could lie down?

"Let's do this. Next time I play other newcomers, I will be Azathus, and how about you be Jugsotus?" Zhao Wugui suggested that the King of All-Sightedness with the white light.

"I don't think it's possible." A data stream that looked like a peach blossom appeared. He was the master of the Peach Blossom Land and the creator of the Apocalypse Space.

Yi Jiujun on the side turned into a black fog, and he also got involved: "Look, how about I be the nameless fog?"

"What's the point of taking advantage of yourself?" The Lord who looked at the black line from the white light looked at the strange god-like king who looked like a black fog.

Zhao Wugui is a time traveler, and whether it is the Yisha King, the Eater, or the Rings of Time, they are all the same person.

It was just that something happened during the time travel, and they were divided into countless parts, either the same person or the same person.

Their relationship is equivalent to the self in the previous second and the self in the next second. Although they are both self, they are still different.

With this, countless time travelers of the same class are speculating on a problem.

They may not be traveling through time, but being dimensionally reduced.

Perhaps the first person to transcend, but as the transcendent on the time and causal side appeared, everything was in chaos. Perhaps everyone was the first person to transcendent, or perhaps the last person to transcendent.

They just remembered one sentence: "When one I am detached, countless I will detached."

So, this terrifying cancer rose up in the heavens and all realms. They searched for each of themselves and helped him transcend, in order to break this dimension in one go and achieve a higher dimension.

"So, the nonsense mind-qi continent looked like two to four, but in fact it was eight to one."

And that's true. No matter how Zhao Wugui was doing in the Nianqi Continent, he would eventually win the bet. In this game, Zhao Wugui would win no matter what.

If Zhao Wugui is not victorious, how can Yiqijun give away the white piece that condenses the river of time?

The reason why the limitations of the master god in the supernatural copy became smaller and smaller is that the king who looked at the full view of the white light had already seen Zhao Wugui's promotion approaching, so no matter what Zhao Wugui did, he would not care about it, and even gave it to him.

Even more, those powerful teammates were also bodyguards arranged by the King of Full Views by the White Light, otherwise how could they meet the protagonist-type teammates again and again?

Moreover, Zhao Wugui's mission has never been punished, only rewards, and even rewards are more than several times more generous. Other reincarnation practitioners fail at the least and those who are eliminated at the worst.
Chapter completed!