I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon Chapter 436: The true meaning of myth (1)
"At the beginning of ancient times, who preached..."
In the midst of the rumbling drums, the low chanting sound, like a bone necrosis, lingers and lingers.
"It's me!"
Shi Potian's shocking answer was shocking and inexplicable.
"The upper and lower parts are not visible, why do you consider it?"
"I know!" The answer was extremely firm, surging in people's hearts.
In the entire Luming Hall, the strange horror gradually spread.
People found that with the low groan.
They can no longer control themselves.
Something is squirming under the skin.
Slowly, little by little.
There is something inside the internal organs, screaming.
In the spirit, uneasy and unknown thoughts quickly permeated.
Partial life, no one can escape.
Because everyone has lost the freedom of action.
They seemed to be imprisoned, and they seemed to be held down by some supernatural powers.
You can't help yourself, life is better than death.
There is only one lovely girl who can still move around freely.
Moreover, she seems to be unrestricted at all.
She can even save people.
Princess Fusang, the prince of Aizi Nei of Rigong, with her support, finally sat on a bench in the ballroom.
The princess held her hand tightly, as if grabbing a straw.
Everyone looked at the girl with expectations.
The eyes are full of pleading.
But the princess caught her tightly.
People want to open their mouths, but they find that they can't open them.
They lowered their heads, their eyes seemed to crawl out of their sockets.
They looked at their mouths.
A mouth originally used for breathing, eating, and talking.
Now, there is nothing there.
The mouth, this organ, does not exist.
The unknown horror spreads further!
Boom boom boom!
The chaotic sound of drums is still coming.
Rumbled, and the thunder above his head was still rolling.
The dark clouds cover, the clouds are surging, and the darkness is attacking the earth.
In many streets, even the street lights began to dim.
The world seems to usher in the end in the next second.
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On the dance floor.
Ling Ping An is excited for his talent.
Because the audience in front of me likes his music.
People are screaming, swaying their bodies frantically, making all kinds of difficult movements.
Even his cat is very face-to-face.
She turned into a black-haired girl, dancing with the drums on the floor of the table.
Extremely elegant and extremely charming.
Although...
He doesn't understand, how did his cat become a girl?
"Could it be that..." The only remaining reason was questioning: "What hallucinations did I eat or drink here?"
Think about it carefully, it seems that this is really possible.
A serious person, who would think that he was possessed by Liu Ling?
Who would a normal person think so arrogantly that he is the master of the world?
But at the same time, the arrogance and arrogance in my heart are still rising!
Liu Che’s mausoleum is too stagnant, and Ying Zhengzi’s abalone!
Even if it is a **** and Buddha, there are three calamities and nine calamities!
You will die in the end!
Even if it is a star, there will be a day when all the fuel is burned out and collapsed.
Even the central black hole at the center of the universe will explode.
But...
I will live forever!
I will live forever!
I will live forever!
Because...
I am above everything!
Above everything in the world!
Higher than material, higher than spirit!
So, the chanting tone became so weird for Lingping.
"Who can be extremely dark..." Every word was stretched, and the tone began to fluctuate from left to right, up and down, and the drums were struck by the rumbling roar of the beat strangely. .
"Feng Yi is only an image, how can I know it?"
He lifted his head and spit out the answer gently.
This ancient man explored the answers for a lifetime.
"I can!"
Because...
I was born in chaos, I am chaos!
With this thought, Lingping knows that there is no need to sing the next poem.
Because all the answers have explanations.
It's all because of him!
He is the source of everything and the creator of everything.
At the beginning of Suigu, in chaos.
The earth, water, wind and fire, the universe, yin and yang, depend on him.
Life and death, misfortune and blessing, rise and fall, are also determined by his will.
Everything is just a line in his hand.
In his long and eternal dream, he moved with his breathing, and followed his thoughts.
So he was strong and fierce.
So he was so arrogant!
The sky is low and the earth is thin, and the universe is tiny.
The world is so small that even one of his fingers can't be accommodated, the world is fragile, and even one of his fingers can't hold it.
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Boom!
The thunder on the sky became more and more tense, almost followed by a sound.
The thunder exploded, and the clouds were constantly torn apart.
The whole world seems to be crumbling in this terrifying power of heaven and earth, and it seems that the next second is the end of the world.
On the road, ants keep pouring out.
Even in winter, countless venomous snakes still crawled out of the cave in the bitter cold.
Countless rats followed them.
Li Shouyi also sensed it, a shudder from the soul.
His spiritual sense tells him that the sky is breaking and the earth is cracking right in front of him.
But where does the crisis come from?
He raised his head.
Vaguely, there seems to be a very strange and terrifying whisper in the ear.
"Who can be extremely dark..."
"Feng Yi is only an image, how can he know..."
The sound is surging in the clouds, conducted in the earth, and echoed in the air.
Every word is full of horror and strangeness.
Finally, a firm but terrifying answer echoed in the thunder of the sky.
"I can!!!"
So, the lightning went across the sky, and the earth resonated!
Psionic energy is whimpering towards the crazy path of destruction.
In the dark, Li Shouyi had a hunch.
If the master of that voice, continue.
The world will be torn apart in his might!
Although, that may not be his intention.
However...
It's like when a child is playing, he may not know that he will destroy the toy in his hand.
It's normal now.
The one who is awakening his power unscrupulously.
But his power is too powerful.
Even if it only awakens one percent of the fur, it may break the world!
Because even if it is one percent of Him, its mass alone is enough to tear the earth and even the sun to pieces!
"Is that the one?" Li Shouyi looked at the location of Luming Villa in fear.
Then he galloped towards Luming Mountain Villa desperately.
He must go!
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Ling Ping is crazy.
The world is like chicken eggs, and the universe is like a bathtub.
The arrogance and arrogance in his heart reached the point of lawlessness.
He even thought: "Such a fragile and small world..."
The world is in a trance.
What he saw in his eyes, the audience on the dance floor in front of him was nothing but a mayfly.
Shudder in the drums, twisted in the murmur.
They all seem to be crumbling.
"Such a fragile life..."
"What is the meaning of their existence? What is the meaning of being alive?"
"It's better to crush, it's better to get free!"
With this thought, he laughed wildly.
In my hands, countless things seem to come out of the flesh.
This fragile world, these small things.
Destroy it!
Twist it!
So, he raised his hands and was about to shoot heavily.
To beat the drums of doomsday to the world, to sing the aftermath of destruction to the sentient beings of heaven and earth.
But...
His hand stopped in the air.
His mouth just opened.
Because...
"You have to remember the warmth of this world..."
"Never smash it!"
Mom's voice echoed in my ears.
"Is the world warm?" Ling Pian muttered to himself.
His sanity seems to be returning.
He remembered a lot.
Education and love from childhood.
The smiles of neighbors in the neighborhood.
Also, the smell on my aunt...
Aunt Cai’s steamed dumplings and tofu nao.
Takeaway from Michiko's house in Chiba.
He thinks of Uncle Wang, Uncle Zhang, Grandma Hu...
And Hunonuo...
The shadows of people he knew and remembered flashed through his mind.
"This world is boring..."
"This world is fragile..."
"But..."
"Don't crush it!"
He thought.
If it is crushed, if you regret it, you have to stitch it up again.
Moreover, even if it is glued together, there will be traces of cracks, it will not be so perfect!
So, he dropped his hand.
When his hand is down.
The thunder in the sky stopped.
The dark clouds have dispersed, and the moon is black and the wind is high.
Countless people opened the windows and poked their heads.
Wow!
Rain fell from the sky.
The ants on the road crawl back to the ant nest again.
Snakes came out of the cave, struggling, crawling towards the cave.
The mice scattered around.
Li Shouyi fell on a hill near Luming Villa.
The rain fell from the sky.
He reached out to catch a little rain.
Unexpectedly, the rain was not cold at all, but rather warm.
He raised his head, and in the rain, above the sky, a bright moon appeared from the dark clouds.
Yuehua sprinkled the earth with heavy rain.
For a while, the rain is like a silver thread, endless!
Li Shouyi is constantly silly.
He knew that the disaster was over.
And the feast is about to begin!
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Ling put down his hands safely.
He laughed suddenly.
His cat jumped back from the table, jumped into his arms, and acted affectionately.
The little guy stuck his tongue out and licked the back of his master's hand vigorously.
It seems to be scared and scared!
"Don't be afraid!" Lingping stroked its fur.
Then he looked at the world in front of him.
The entire dance floor, all the audience, collapsed to the ground, unable to move.
They seem to be unable to extricate themselves and immerse themselves in the paradise of music because they heard the peerless music created by Lingping.
In the music station, those band members are more like a pool of mud.
They probably fell into intoxication because they heard beautiful music that would never be heard forever.
"The audience is so supportive..." Lingping thought: "I can't help but give back one or two!"
Yes!
The enthusiasm of the audience must be returned.
As an artist, a musician.
Ling Ping An deeply feels that only music can thank these lovely audiences.
So, he patted.
The drums are mellow.
At the same time, he sang a cappella.
The singing is vast, full of ancient charm.
"Feiguangfeiguang, persuade you to have a glass of wine..."
"I don't know the blue sky is high, the loess is thick!"
"But when the moon is cold and the sun is warm, let's cook life..."
He swayed, as if drunk.
With his a cappella, the whole dance floor, inside and outside, is psychic.
One after another, the people who were already festered and disorganized, gradually stood up again.
The cracked skin, reconcile with you, and the blood flowing out will return to the body.
Those weird and weird disappeared invisible.
Not only that.
In a cappella, in the drumbeat.
Psionic energy penetrates their skin bit by bit.
They are ignorant and at a loss.
The previous memory seems to have been forgotten.
Everyone raised their heads, looking at the man on the music stage, wearing a facial mask, holding a kitten, and patted the drum lightly.
Boom boom boom!
The drum sounds are pleasant to the ears.
"That's not..." In the crowd, Cen Mai frowned: "Is Jiang Cheng's spirit brother?"
"Why did he go on stage?"
But in the next second, he has no time to think about it.
Because...
He looked at his hands, there was a warm current flowing in the meridians.
Between the viscera and the pubic area, there is spiritual energy flowing slowly.
"I..."
"Want to become a transcendent?!"
He was pleasantly surprised.
I immediately understood that this is a god-given opportunity, a perfect opportunity!
Immediately, follow the education at home and sit down cross-legged to guide the psionic energy.
Besides him, countless people who reacted have already sat down cross-legged.
Everyone understands.
There is power to enlighten them!
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In the Luming Hall.
In a mess.
The whole hall is shaking with the sound of drums.
The marble floor cracked every inch.
On the wall, countless gaps spread like spider webs.
But what is even more terrifying is what happened to the people in the hall.
Countless people are already paralyzed.
Their limbs are separated in distortion.
The drumbeat keeps coming.
Under the skin and flesh, an unknown horror is creeping and gestating.
On the sky, thunder bursts.
A door, broken in the wind and rain.
Countless windows burst open one by one.
Only Chiba Michiko and Reimiya Aiko under her protection still remain in human form.
But the squally wind outside the door is screaming, and the world is swaying.
Even if it is them, I'm afraid it won't last long.
Suddenly...
The drums stopped.
The thunder also stopped.
The storm seems to have stopped.
Then, wow!
The downpour fell from the sky.
Next...
The long drum sound rang in my ears.
The low, cappella voice echoed in my ears.
"Feiguangfeiguang, persuade you to have a glass of wine..."
"I don't know the blue sky is high, the loess is thick..."
"Only when the moon is cold and the sun is warm, let's cook life..."
One figure after another, stood up.
They seemed to look around ignorantly, as if they had forgotten what happened before.
Broken doors and windows~IndoMTL.com~recovered little by little under a certain mighty force.
Reconstruct the cracked floor.
The cracks on the wall are restored bit by bit.
It seems that nothing happened.
But Chiba Michiko and Reimiya Aiko remember clearly.
They saw the terrifying disaster appear before their eyes, and they also witnessed the distortion of the participants in and outside the hall.
Like a terrifying nightmare, lingering in their minds.
The cappella in the ear, quietly echoing in the ear.
The fear inside, so calm down.
"Li He's poem..." Listening to the cappella singing in his ears, Li Gong Aiko suddenly said: "This is Li He's "Short Days"!"
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