"Of course it can be increased," another Lin Tao's words gave him a glimmer of hope, followed by another blow, "It's just that if you increase your luck, it's far from as simple as you think. How much luck can you increase, is it comparable to the speed of the swallowing of the big dark sky?"

Lin Tao's mind went dark, and he focused on observing the bubbles in the sea of ​​consciousness and reorganized the current problems.

These bubble-like things are a unit of measurement of the current world's "fortune". Since he absorbed the Qiong Life Stone, he also inherited the ability of Qiong Life Stone.

There is really not much "luck" left in the world now, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as dangerous and lustful.

When these bubbles representing luck completely disappear, the luck in the world completely disappears, and the dark sky will swallow the entire world. At this point, the world is trapped in eternal darkness.

If they want to change this ending, they will have to pay a huge price. What is the price? Another Lin Tao didn't say it, maybe he didn't know either.

There is another key, Shenzhou's extreme numbers, this thing that is said to be able to change the world's luck, except for the moment when it was broken, it made Lin Tao feel like he was electrocuted.

Moreover, the number of people in China is so broken into pieces...

Lin Tao closed his eyes, and waves of dizziness came at him one after another, almost knocking him down.

What to do later?

Waiting for the "big dark sky" to arrive as scheduled?

Thinking of the dark and eternal dark world, Lin Tao felt creepy.

Living in a world without sun, surrounded by hellish sights, he would rather choose to commit suicide - if suicide can solve the problem.

Fortunately, the situation is far from that bad now, but it is not much better. The "big dark sky" has eroded a large area of ​​land and is still expanding.

On the other side, he was forced into a dead end by two immortals. As long as he went out of the illusion that stopped flowing at this time, he would die soon.

"You can't hide here for the rest of your life." Another Lin Tao said, the white world is gradually fading away, just like I don't want to wake up from a dream but still keep awakening. "This world is transformed by my divine power, and the time comes, and it disappears."

Lin Tao thought of the white-clothed immortal and the ghost king in the "real" world, his scalp became numb and his whole body became weak in an instant.

Before I could react too much, the last bit of white disappeared.

Lin Tao left the illusion and returned to the "real" world.

The white-clothed immortal and the ghost king's sword both slashed at him. The movements started slowly, but gradually accelerated. There was no time to react at all, and Lin Tao's pupils suddenly shrank into a ball.

"Swish!"

The tip of the sword was suspended three inches above his head, and a strong sense of pain hit the sea of ​​consciousness, causing his brain to fall into an ethereal state.

At the same time, the heart twitched violently and twisted into a ball.

Even though Lin Tao was a monk, he could not resist the pain. He bent down deeply, covered his chest hard, and made waves of dry retching.

Cough cough! Cough cough!

The sky is spinning! The soul is scattered!

Lin Tao felt that he had fainted, and this intense pain was just a nightmare.

"Lin Tao!" Zhao Mingting shouted, his voice piercing through the heavy blockage and penetrated his eardrums.

Lin Tao shook his head, and the angina pectoris instantly receded like a tide. He came to his senses and looked at Zhao Mingting and others beside him, as well as the killer thief on the other side, and was stunned.

What's going on?

What's going on?

"Where is the Ghost King? Where is the white-clothed immortal?" He asked Zhao Mingting beside him, as if he had a very real dream and had just woken up.

"What Ghost King, what white-clothed immortal?" Zhao Mingting asked back, frowning nervously, "Can they chase after him?"

"They are not here?" Lin Tao asked confused, but when he recalled the experience just now, he confirmed again that it was definitely a real experience that could not be real anymore, a reality, and definitely not a dream!

But what's going on in front of you?

It seems that time has returned to them not long ago, when they just met the last hunter of the Mosaic tribe.

Then, he saw the mosaic handing back the small pottery jar of "Shenzhou Jishu" to him with one hand.

Lin Tao didn't think so much, and subconsciously reached out to pick it up. With a dull "bang", the small clay pot was broken into pieces.

Wait! I think I have seen this scene somewhere?

At this time, Lin Tao felt his hair standing up all over his body. Isn’t this the fucking scene I just experienced?

He has indeed experienced this realistic scene, and now he is sure and sure, he has indeed returned to the past!

What brought him back to the past?

An answer immediately appeared in Lin Tao's mind - Shenzhou Extreme Number. Except for this mysterious Shenzhou Extreme Number, nothing has this power!

To change the fortune of the world, is it meant to go back to the past? By changing the history of one thing, then changing the fortune of the world?

Of course, this is just a guess, and it is his highest estimate of the extreme numbers of Shenzhou.

He still couldn't understand how Shenzhou's extreme numbers returned to the past and what the trigger conditions were. He knew nothing about these.

If Shenzhou Jishu really has this ability, can he save Ma Lao, Xiaokui and Dong Wan'er?

Thinking of this, Lin Tao's heart thumped and almost jumped to his throat. All this came too suddenly, making him unconscious of any mental preparation.

But wait... he shouldn't think so far now. If his indeed returned to a point in the past, then what will happen next is...

"laugh!"

A sword went from behind to front, piercing the mosaic into a heart-warming mood, and once again.

"He is dead again!" Zhou Lingxiu said, her eyebrows frowned and murmured: "Why should I say again?"

These are just minor episodes, because the next moment, after the mosaic fell down, the faces of the white-clothed immortal and the ghost king behind them were revealed.

The two of them came to Lin Tao again. Based on their experience last time, it took only about two seconds from the beginning to the end.

Only two seconds!

Before Lin Tao could react, the sword tip was close to him again.

Dongdong! Dongdong!

The whole world suddenly became silent, and Lin Tao clearly heard the echo of his heartbeat, the rhythm again and again, and the tighter again and again.

Once again, the heart twitched violently and tugged together.

The sky was spinning! The heart-wrenching pain almost made Lin Tao lose consciousness, his brain was blank, and he bent down to retching on the ground.

Lin Tao raised his head and looked at Zhao Mingting, Zhou Lingxiu, Mu Changfeng Heilong and others beside him. The mosaic was looking at the small ceramic tube in his hand.

This time he was sure that it was the "ultimate number of Shenzhou" that was causing trouble. At least 80% of the possibility, but not right, and he was 100% sure.

"Shenzhou Jishu" brings him back to this point of time, allowing him to experience all this again and make changes.

But can it change?

Lin Tao lowered his head and thought for a moment, and the ability to return to the past is worse than calling it "return". He will definitely be able to actively retract, not just in times of crisis, but passively play a role.

As for how to take the initiative to retrace, Lin Tao still doesn’t know how to do it and doesn’t have time to think about it clearly.

Because, he once again returned to the past time point.

The mosaic man was holding a small pot in his hand and was handing it back to him with one hand. Lin Tao did not dare to be careless this time, at least he could not let the "Shenzhou Jishu" fall into pieces again.

So, he carefully reached out to pick it up, silently chanting "Be careful, be careful" in his heart, and steadily held the pot.

This time, he did not let the pottery jar fall into pieces like the previous two times. He was secretly happy in his heart when he heard a muffled "bang" sound, and the pottery jar exploded in the air in his hands.

Lin Tao blinked, is it okay if he is damn?

Without any pressure or any blow, the clay pot will break into slag, just like destined.

Lin Tao has heard of such a theory that when a result is destined to happen, the change process is useless. Only the most fundamental reason that changes cause this result can the final tragedy be avoided.

The so-called "Bodhisattvas fear the cause, and ordinary people fear the result" is what it means.

Then the mosaic was stunned, and Lin Tao stood there for a moment, but when he thought of what was going to happen next, he didn't even keep his breathing skills. He grabbed the mosaic and pulled it back with force.

The mosaic leaned forward, and at the same time, the place where he had just stood up, he stretched out a long sword. The master of the sword was the Ghost King.

"I didn't expect," the white-clothed immortal's voice was cold and noble, giving people a feeling of independence from the world, "You have such a good consciousness."

The Ghost King also said something, but then it turned into a gust of cold wind and disappeared without passing through everyone.

"It seems you..." The white-clothed immortal was still talking, but when Lin Tao heard it in his mind, the voice gradually drifted away, as if it came from another time and space.

Lin Tao's consciousness was withdrawn and was guided into the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness. Not far away was the only "future bubble" left.

This luck is originally similar to bubbles, so Lin Tao is now called luck bubbles, which are much more convenient.

"Hmm?" Lin Tao narrowed his eyes and looked at it, and his mind moved. He was already standing in front of the bubble.

Move instantly! Lin Tao suppressed his feelings and continued to observe the bubble.

It made his eyes lit up. The bubble had nearly doubled compared to before, and had become more than a dozen.

Thinking of the cause and effect of the whole incident, he immediately understood that after saving the Mosaic's life, his "luck" increased to this point.

Or, there is another possibility that he failed to save the Mosaic twice before, and the "luck" bubble was reduced by nearly half.

Does this mean that he will return to the past and save more people, and the "luck" in the world will return to normal?

By the same token, if the "luck luck" in the world returns to normal, can we avoid the hellish scene of the "big dark sky"?

Thinking of this, Lin Tao was so excited that he couldn't breathe, and his heart jumped up wildly. It seemed that Tian Tian really heard his cry.

"The most numerous in China" is their last life-saving straw!
Chapter completed!