"That's it, that's it, didn't I already have a decision in my heart?"

Hesitating in three, Luo Feng, who looked like a golden-horned giant beast, sighed, and his expression regained his perseverance, if he had just come to this world, he might be entangled, but now that he has parents, a wife, and two lovely sons, how can he abandon all kinds of this life to pursue that ethereal past life.

"The will of the great universe is above, from now on there is only Luo Feng in this life, and there is no Luo Feng in the previous life."

Boom Boom!

At the moment when Luo Feng made his vow, three thunders roared, and an invisible force descended, erasing Luo Feng's memories of his previous life.

In the next moment, the thunder and lightning dissipated, and the sky was cloudless.

Even Luo Feng in the Primal Secret Realm began to be reborn in flesh and blood, and sat in the cultivation room of the manor again.

Luo Feng subconsciously raised his hand, touched the golden sword mark on his forehead, and couldn't help frowning, he always felt that he seemed to have forgotten something, but after searching through his memory, he found that it was purely his illusion.

And then Luo Feng also fell into the connection with the laws in the underworld, and countless law mysteries flowed into the perception in his heart.

……

Lin Xin returned to the secret realm of the last days and began to digest the harvest of the past hundred years, two hundred billion potential, divided into three equal parts, plus points in strength and physical agility, there are also seven billion, almost 35 times that of a hundred years ago, if she is against herself a hundred years ago, she believes that she only needs one move.

For the next hundred years, Lin Xin basically stayed in the secret realm of the last days to comprehend the law, occasionally met with Lin Xi, and teased Lin Xi's great-granddaughter.

In the rules of the Apocalyptic Secret Realm, if you do a mission, you can't do it for a second time until a hundred years later, even if Lin Xin wants to go to other planets to preach immediately, it's impossible.

In the first few decades of Lin Xin's stay in the secret realm of the end times, his potential gradually increased, and at the peak, it even reached the level of 100 million per day.

But in the seventy-seventh year, to be precise, the March of the seventy-seventh year coincided, Lin Xin suddenly found that the potential skyrocketed, from 100 million to hundreds of millions a day, and after ten days, the potential reached its peak, and then began to plummet, such as the stock market crash, from hundreds of millions to tens of millions, and then to millions.

Then it stabilized, and it looked like it was neither rising nor falling.

Seeing this, Lin Xin had no leisure to comprehend the law, and directly entered the virtual space all over the universe, and asked if someone had taken over the mission of the planet Casolo with the authority of the core members of the virtual universe company, and destroyed the sect she developed during the stationing time, otherwise it would only be seventy-seven years, at most, the time of a few kings, the sect would collapse, don't be so fast!

'Ding! ’

Within a few minutes of Lin Xin's question, the explanation came down.

'No one has taken the mission in the secret realm of Casolo, but the plane observation system has reported that the planet is in a period of dynastic alternation, and the virtual universe company will send a spacecraft to further data collection. ’

There is no eternal dynasty in the world, she will be a little sorry for the Yan Dynasty to collapse one day, but it will not be strange, but how did the sect collapse, look at the Christ in Europe, Buddhism in China has existed for thousands of years, and there is no mysterious power, it is still developing well, she has only been away from the planet for a few decades, and the sect with the true god has collapsed, this is not scientific!

Then Lin Xin spent points and asked the virtual space to further collect information on the planet, and three days later, the information was transmitted to Lin Xin's personal terminal.

The information is very long, from the life of the people of March Star to the reasons for the collapse of the dynasty, they are all explained in detail, among which the information on the decline of the Divine Sect is not long, but after Lin Xin read it, he already knew it in his heart.

In the end, she is inexperienced, creating a cult of gods, showing miracles, opening her hands to punish gods, and taking her hands on divine grace, seemingly majestic and invincible.

But in the end, success is a miracle, and defeat is also a miracle.

After she left, the Divine Cult had no gods, no miracles were revealed, primitive people only had a short lifespan of thirty or forty years, and in the past three generations, not many people remembered Lin Xin's majesty.

Coupled with the change of dynasty, it is useless to call the gods, and there is no support for faith, in just ten days, after the prosperity of the Divine Cult, it turned from prosperity to decline, Lin Xin is even more flat into a pseudo-god, and the Divine Cult has also declined, maybe there will be a time to rise again in the future, but it is impossible to say that it will be hundreds of thousands of years later.

A day later.

Lin Xin sat cross-legged on a piece of moon-sized star fragments, looked up at the starry sky, looked at the constantly beating meteors in the starry sky, and muttered to himself.

"Am I wrong? Or is it a mistake to create a cult? This road simply doesn't work? “

Lin Xin suddenly opened her hand and collapsed a meteor flying towards her, turning it into countless meteor showers and spilling them in space.

"No, I'm not wrong, it's not wrong to create a cult, it's not wrong to show divine might, and it's even more wrong to accumulate faith!"

"It's just that I'm wrong because I have the power of the gods in the air, but I don't have the time of the gods, and I can't sit on the March Star forever."

If she is given eternal time, any rebellion, any dynastic change is a joke, and she will suppress it with one palm.

"Whew!"

Lin Xin stood up, there were still twenty-three years before the next mission, she had to think carefully about how to collect as much potential as possible in the next hundred years, and it was best to still have a steady stream of harvest after she left.