Save Reloading Immortal

How much courage does a person have to dare to fight the sword?

Even with the Load File’s Ability, there is a big fear between life and death, even if it is 10,000 times, people will panic.

However, when everything has no choice, when death is the only way to live.

Then Zhuo Bufan, willing to make a choice, killing Load File!

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“I didn’t expect that I would eventually take this road.”

Zhuo Bufan looked at the three Load File gates in front of him, this is his first time to come to this space.

“Hey? How did the name of the second Load File door disappear?”

Just as Zhuo Bufan was ready to make a big fuss, he suddenly found that the name of the second door of Save-File Door disappeared and became a blank.

The original name above should be “dormitories”, a Save File that happens in the future of “Nameless Mountain”.

“So, when I selected the previous Load File, the future Save File will no longer exist. After all, going back to the past will change the future. The power of time paradox.”

After figuring out the principles of the three Save-File Doors, he walked over to the first Save File gate.

Then pushed the door open!

Oh…

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Open your eyes again, familiar sun, familiar air, familiar scenery…

Looking up at the sky, the round and burning eyes pierce the eye. Zhuo Bufan’s eyes narrowed into a seam, and his eyes were filled with a firm color.

This time, Zhuo Bufan did not call Xiao Mei to protect him.

He needs to be more focused on preparing for the next Entering Yang. Time is limited, he does not want to die again.

“No one will simply succeed, and it will take a lot of hardships to be refined into cents.”

“come on!”

When the time came, Zhuo Bufan plugged in a Peaceful Spirit Fragrance and then closed his eyes silently, calling out “Divine Soul, Leave the Body!”

When Divine Soul leaves the body, the exposure is burning under the scorching sun, as usual, swarming.

But this time, Zhuo Bufan didn’t even give himself time to adapt, Divine Soul leaves the body, he put his hands in the air.

“Capturing Yang !”

call out!

A Pure Yang descends from the sky and fills the heavens. Compared with before, a hundred times of pain, swept away.

Like countless sharp knives, inserted into the top of his head, hot, spicy, sour, painful feelings like the storm began to destroy Zhuo Bufan’s Divine Soul.

“Hey…”

Zhuo Bufan is snoring, and the mouth spits out hot waves.

The black Divine Soul, under the shape of Pure Yang, began to appear blurred facial features and skin, hair and clothing.

It’s like a Clone from Zhuo Bufan, slowly forming.

When his Divine Soul opened his eyes, it seemed as if he saw the heavenly Qionglou Jade, Asura Yasha, the Heavenly Buddha, and the Ancient Sacred.

Hearing the battle and killing, the jade bed is squeaky, the dragon snake roars, and the thunder and lightning roar.

I also smelled the flowers of the hundred miles, the rot of the rot, the scent of the incense, and the poisonous gas.

I also tasted the green fruit sour, sweet spring sweet, bitter medicine, Jiang Gui’s sex.

All kinds of perceptions, illusions, mouths and tongues, and flying through, made Zhuo Bufan’s Divine Soul feel a kind of comfort that has never been seen before.

It seems like a breeze to help the body, fluttering and swaying, swaying people, intoxicating, and become more powerful.

Unconsciously, Zhuo Bufan has not felt the pain of the sun being exposed to the sun.

Or, his Divine Soul, has left the level of Yin Soul and reached the real Entering Yang.

“Successful!”

When the Peaceful Spirit Fragrance was completely burned, the Pure Yang disappeared between heaven and earth.

I saw that on the head of Zhuo Bufan, I was sitting on a Divine Soul who was exactly the same as him.

In his outline, there is a faint golden light, and under the sunlight, he can’t feel any uncomfortable.

Zhuo Bufan, Entering Yang succeeded.

“Divine Soul is back.”

Zhuo Bufan returned to Divine Soul for the first time, then immediately Save File. The door to Save File is the second door that has no Save File.

Save File ends, once again feel the growth of Divine Soul, Zhuo Bufan’s inner ecstasy.

“December Junior-Eight They are coming, hit the iron and get the Spell out.”

Zhuo Bufan does not give himself any time to rest.

Now Divine Soul has reached the Third Layer, and he can’t wait to call Spell.

In my mind, I recall the various concepts of “light is both a particle and a wave”, and feel the existence of light.

Zhuo Bufan has demonstrated this process in his own mind no less than dozens of times, and soon he felt the call of the unknown Spell.

This time, his Divine Soul was not blocked, and the door to truth was opened unimpeded.

From the door of truth, I couldn’t wait to fly a Spell, deeply imprinted in Zhuo Bufan’s Divine Soul.

Oh…

At that moment, Zhuo Bufan’s Divine Soul felt the power of Spell – Clone of Light.

Zhuo Bufan sat on the stone bench and did not move. When he started Spell, a layer of golden light was continuously released from his body, wrapping his body.

Then, a Clone that looks exactly the same as Zhuo Bufan, overlaps with his body and produces a ghost.

That’s not Zhuo Bufan’s Divine Soul, it doesn’t have any self-awareness, or it’s not controlled by Zhuo Bufan.

After Zhuo Bufan smelted his own Divine Soul in Clone, Clone stood up from the ground.

“Wow, Stinky Bufan, how did you become two?”

Zhuo Bufan hasn’t had time to show the surprise color. Xiao Mei flew out of the Plum-Blossom Seal and was shocked to see the Zhuo Bufan’s Clone.

“Is it very powerful?”

Zhuo Bufan’s will can control Clone’s actions and actions.

Xiao Mei was shocked when Clone spoke.

“Shang Hangdao The old thief gave this Spell a name, called Light-Shadow.”

“Light-Shadow, the shadow of light, is indeed a good name.”

Zhuo Bufan believes that although Shang Hangdao did not make any contribution to the birth of this Spell, he at least got a good name and saved Zhuo Bufan from thinking about the name.

So, a brand new Spell, Light-Shadow Spell, was born on this sunny day at the top of this desolate and secluded Nameless Mountain.

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“Someone is coming, hiding.”

No time to celebrate, Zhuo Bufan let Xiao Mei hide in the Plum-Blossom Seal.

At the same time, he retracted the own light Clone. Sitting quietly on the stone platform, waiting for the arrival of a group of people at December Junior-Eight.

This time, he did not think about avoiding. Because then, it is a crucial moment.

“It’s time to start revenge.”

Once I remembered what the old thief of Shang Hangdao had done, Zhuo Bufan’s inner grievances burned again like a fire.

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