Chapter 669: The Second Brother Was Captured

In the boundless and infinite dimensional space, a tall figure stepped into it.

He crossed the real world, passed through battlefields, stretched out his big hands frequently, and scarlet vortexes flashed by. Under the shocked gazes of many masters, the indelible evil gods were suppressed forever one by one.

"That shouldn't be the case! What went wrong?"

Bai Donglin frowned, a little absent-minded, and most of his attention was focused on the crazy running thought nebula. He was thinking and deducing, where did the broken arm go? Or, what was he planning? He had prepared everything, but the broken arm did not appear, so he punched directly into the air.

Instead, it seemed as if he was doing it casually, leisurely and unhurriedly to subdue the "Immortal Evil God".

Indeed, he could actually deal with these monsters in a faster way, whether by descending through the dimensional coordinates of the Tianluo Order, wandering in the Endless Styx, or using the fastest self-destruction transfer, he could eliminate all the evil gods in an instant.

But not only did he not do so, he walked slowly in the dimensional space, up and down, in all directions, crossing the only real world several times.

Da da!

Bai Donglin's right hand occasionally reached out of the dimensional space, and his left hand held three magic stones, slowly turning them back and forth, making a clattering sound.

"You are not moved by the magic stone as bait?"

Crack! He stopped, and his body was suspended in the dimensional space full of light and color. He clenched his hands tightly, and the divine stones were squeezed together crisply. The great power dissipated and shattered the surrounding space. The indestructible pebbles were intact.

At this time, the immortal evil gods that were causing chaos everywhere had all been subdued. He captured twelve of them, and the remaining two were suppressed by Emperor Zun and others.

Broken Arm just watched his generals being captured one by one, even when faced with the temptation of the magic stone, he still did not reveal any trace.

For a moment, he was completely confused.

"wrong!"

Bai Donglin looked stern, then he sat cross-legged on the ground, slowly closed his eyes, and immersed his mind in thinking.

"With my current thinking and wisdom, I should be able to think hard and get nothing. The last time this happened, it was because of incomplete information..."

"No, I am in a state of cognitive confusion."

Thinking of this, the madly running thought nebula suddenly calmed down. The idea was wrong from the beginning. No matter how hard he thought, he would only get deeper and deeper into trouble.

"Multiple cores, split flow, each thought particle runs independently, taking any word, trace, or inspiration as the origin and deducing it further."

“Find the most logical line!”

boom!!

As the thought came to mind, trillions of thought particles that gathered into the thought nebula began to shine wildly. At this time, the nebula was not rotating, which meant that each thought particle was operating independently and not working together.

Each thought particle represents the thought intensity that his original body should possess. Through the "super-thought quantum cloud superposition mimicry", his thoughts have been superimposed trillions of times.

What a powerful calculation ability! Even God would be impressed.

In a flash, we can complete the square root and exponentiation of TREE(3).

The ambition to write down the Ge Liheng number was no longer enough to measure his current thinking ability. What was even more terrifying was that this was far from the end of his thinking, but just the beginning.

“I found you!!”

In an instant, three lines extending from the thought particles became clear.

At the top of one of the lines, there stood a figure with a determined gaze, it was Dao Wuzhong. At the top of another line were eight large characters shining with divine light - "Always reverse, transcend time", and the last one was...

“Second brother!”

Bai Donglin suddenly opened his eyes, a scarlet cold light pierced through the boundless time and space, he suddenly clasped his hands together, and disappeared.

Brother, please don't be in any trouble...

The next moment, Bai Donglin's figure appeared in the depths of the endless battlefield at the edge of the universe, outside the Zhuxian Sword Formation.

“I am the deity!”

Two clones with blurred faces stepped out from nothingness. With synchronized memories, they both knew what had happened.

"From the beginning to the end, we have been guarding outside the Zhuxian Sword Formation. Since the invasion of the Evil God Realm, we have not found anything unusual. Everything is peaceful."

Upon hearing this, Bai Donglin waved his hand and stared at the Zhu Xian Sword Formation with a somewhat grim expression. The absence of movement outside did not mean that everything was fine inside the sword formation.

He was wrong from the beginning.

Ever since he determined Dao Wuzhong's future trajectory, he had a mysterious self-confidence that everything was under his control. It was this self-confidence that led to his cognition falling into a maze.

It is always reversed. The time point he is experiencing now is just the beginning. Dao Wuzhong goes back to the past, and that time point is actually the future.

Transcend time, yes, even a strong man in the eleventh true self realm can collect the timeline, what is the reversal of the future? Not to mention the broken arm of Azathoth, the supreme substance, even if it was weakened by the means of "war", its essence still transcends the long river of time and space.

Dao Wuzhong didn't want to remind him, including the previous invasion of the evil god. In Dao Wuzhong's opinion, these things might not even happen in the future, so how could they leave any information?

"I made a stupid mistake due to my blind arrogance..."

"Ridiculous! Stupid!!"

After saying that, the super god domain expanded violently, covering the Zhuxian Sword Formation. His will was like a knife, fiercely piercing into the sword formation.

"Second brother——"

The will is surging, the echo is howling, but the only response is silence.

“Hehehe!”

"Bai Donglin, you are late..."

A cold wind blew by, and a sticky, dark fog slowly emerged from the huge crystal sword, and a human-shaped shadow stepped out.

This aura belongs to the First Evil God. Bai Donglin's eyes trembled slightly as he looked intently.

The pale body was covered with rotating black spheres. The right arm was abruptly black, thick and ferocious, with an obscure and terrifying aura. If it wasn't the broken arm of Azathoth, what else could it be? The broken arm tightly grasped the unsheathed Devil Sword of Annihilation. Behind the First Evil God, with the sword tip pointing upward, the Four Swords of Zhu Xian were floating. Above his head, a hazy battle formation diagram was rotating.

'Phew, it's not too late.'

Bai Donglin breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. He sensed the breath of his second brother on the formation diagram.

After Bai Jiange's "spiritual transformation to heaven", it has merged with the Zhu Xian formation diagram. Obviously, Duanbi will not give up this powerful weapon, the Zhu Xian sword formation, in vain. If the second brother died, the sword formation could not be set up.

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"kill--"

There was no meaning in communicating. Bai Donglin's eyes were filled with murderous intent. Countless fist shadows fell from many time nodes.

The broken sky shone brightly, and shook violently as if it could not bear this terrible force.

"Ha! What a scary guy! Bai Donglin!!"

The first evil god's body was covered with pitch-black eyeballs, all of which had shrunk pupils, fear and excitement coexisting, twisted and crazy.

"cut!!"

The pitch-black broken arm moved, holding the Devil Sword of Annihilation, slashing diagonally, with the sword tips overlapping each other, pointing at every fist shadow.

Clang——

Bai Donglin's expression changed slightly, and a crack was actually cut on the ancient artifact. A terrible twisting force was transmitted, and the next moment, his right arm was instantly destroyed.

Crash! The chains of origin rules connected end to end, completely blocking and entangling the space where the First Evil God was.

Bai Donglin narrowed his eyes slightly, stretched out his left hand, opened the scarlet vortex, and the terrible sucking force poured out.

“Avici hell!!”

"Hehe, that useless ancestor of the evil god fell for this trick?"

The First Evil God showed disdain in his eyes. His dark broken arm loosened the Sword of Annihilation and he extended his index finger, pointing it at the scarlet vortex.

Snap!

The scarlet vortex was instantly covered with cracks. At the same time, clouds of black mist surged out from the depths of the Avici Hell, trying to return to the broken arm.

Bai Donglin sensed all this and frowned. The broken arm wanted to take back the supreme substance, so he naturally couldn't let it succeed. He clenched his hands and pinched the passage to the hell.

"pity."

The First Evil God's expression suddenly became dull, and his voice became more eerie, strange, twisted and indifferent. His body was controlled by the will born from his severed arm.

"Bai Donglin, the divine stones are in your hands now. Let's save this battle until we break through the wall!"

The broken arm seemed to have sensed something. After speaking, it turned around, stepped into the black fog and disappeared.

"snort!"

Bai Donglin's eyes flickered slightly. Looking at the time nodes here and there, he could not see any trace of the broken arm. It had erased all traces and escaped.

"Mother River..."

The aftermath of their fight has already attracted the attention of the Mother River, and it will probably descend upon us in the next moment.

He suppressed his anger and decided not to stay here for long, so he turned around and left, but suddenly he stopped, reached out his hand, and caught several pieces of metal fragments.

"Jade City, Green Bamboo..."

With a wave of his hand, time and space twisted and went back, and the two swords instantly returned to their original state.

Moan! Moan! The long sword has a spirit, and it keeps wailing, as if it knows that its master is in trouble.

"Don't worry, brother will be fine."

He put away his sword, and left. The next moment, the sword formation disappeared.

A terrifying gaze fell down, and scanned back and forth without any result. After a long time, it slowly dissipated.

(End of this chapter)