Immortal Road of the Dharma Idol Chapter 1380: The depravity of the demon, Chi Tian has no hate

"This is..., Jianguang hovering high above the sky" The sword body trembles like the voice of Qingyi Jianxian.

The place where the blazing flames are burning and the fire shines on the sky for a long time is a place where prosperity ends. In the city, there are millions of people living in the middle of it." The past merchants are countless.

At this time,"Whether it is a million inhabitants in a mountain city, or a merchant who lives in it, they are struggling on the verge of life and death and destruction. Every moment, thousands of mortal people die from fire and smoke, More than ten times as many of them were removed to the hún spirit by the living creatures in the sound of laughter, leaving the empty shells as flame fuel.

"Ten directions recruit hún streamers."

Qingyi Jianxian recovered from the horror." At a glance, he recognized the demon path supreme treasure that could not absorb the mortal soul.

"It is demon path cultivator in Tu Ling feeding treasure."

The Flying Sword at the foot of Tsing Yi Sword Immortal freezes at once, as if hesitating.

Ten square tricks hún streamer, this level of magic treasure, is definitely the top expert of the demon path big Grandmaster level, plus such unscrupulous slaughter of the city, it is enough for demon path Grandmaster's carefree.

"I" is not his opponent! "

Qingyi Jianxian was hesitant. The screams from the mountain city appeared louder and harsher at this moment. The sound went straight into his **** hún.

"Father..."Mother...Qing'er...Child..."," Suddenly, the faces of four loved ones came to his mind. The first three are the most important people in his life, The latter is the bone that he estimated to have been born but it was too late.

At this moment, there seems to be a mirror in Qingyi Jianxian’s mind broken into two halves, half reflecting the fire tragedy, and half a warm family scene. go with.

"Hum!"

It was at this time that the terrifying existence in the mountain city seemed to find the appearance of Tsing Yi Jianxian with a cold voice. It sounded directly in the ear, which was Chi Luǒluǒ's warning and intimidation.

The meaning of demon path Grandmaster is simple and clear," nothing more than four words: "Interferer, die! "

"I...I..."

Tsing Yi Jianxian Qingxiu’s face is struggling, countless times want to turn around and go home, but the endless screams make him unable to move his body: countless times want to enter Shancheng, the faces of his wife and children are as clear as before...

Hesitating for a moment, "There is more than 10,000 deaths in the mountain city, and there will be another half an hour". There is no difference.

At this time, the face of "Tianren āo Zhanzheng Tsing Yi Jianxian" suddenly appeared a bitter smile, relief, relief, helplessness...

"I'm sorry, father, mother" Qinger, and children! "

The voice of "the sword light is vertical and horizontal, a sword light is cold, and the half-city flames are cut off" in the eyes, and all the visions are taken up.

He "finally threw it down" Yu Jian entered the mountain city and did something mortal.

At that moment, "when the face of Qingxi Jianxian Qingxiu's face was glowing with flames, all kinds of different faces" appeared on his face one by one.

Hundreds and hundreds of appearances, including the dream beggar in the afternoon" begging happily and contentfully... Suddenly, hundreds of different faces flashed, and finally settled on an old and arrogant face.

Hundreds of blouses around the body, patchy patchwork, "hand-held broken pottery bowl" begging for food.

It is also a beggar, but this old beggar is different from the happy beggar who woke up in the afternoon. The sky is full of pride and pity."

A demon king, a beggar without a name!

The fire light is close to the face, showing a fiery red: demon banner is roaring from a distance, and the body is hún spirit.

There is no fear on the face of Fu Mo Shen Jun, only a bit of bitter smile cannot cover it.

He is not a sword fairy in Tsing Yi, a wealthy merchant who builds bridges and bridges," he is not a sword fairy in Tsing Yi in the world of Xing Xia, he is the best among the spirit fairy in the human race. divine ability The Lord of Demons.

The demon path Grandmaster in front of the ten-square move hún streamer is replaced on weekdays, but one finger can be destroyed." But at this time he can’t! The rebirth of the Baishi, each turn of the Minglun is a lifetime. Yuanshen power has been exhausted in this illusory world.

The mortal demon king who has fully integrated into this paddle wheel world can control it, only the power of the Qingyi sword fairy in this world, but he would rather not!

If it is just an ordinary beggar in the mountain fire, as long as closed eyes is waiting to die in the face of the mortal situation, "there is no need to choose.

At this moment, all the mists of the rotation of the Baishi have dispersed, not that the demon king has struggled out" but the king of the peacock Minglun has let go of his control, and his sobriety was originally intentionally done by someone.

"Okay, okay, okay, King Peacock Paddlewheel, we deserve to be antagonized for tens of thousands of years. The old huāzi didn’t see you, but you read the old huāzi clearly.

The bitter smile on the face of Fu Mo God is stronger. Everything was in front of him, and now if he still had the kind of jīdàng and hate to replace it a moment ago, then he would not be a generous hero but a stupid cow.

But what if you know it? After all, it was late.

At this time, he has seen everything thoroughly. With the power of Tsing Yi Sword Immortals, he will die in the city. "It is not only the illusory Tsing Yi Sword Immortal of this world, but also the countless demon gods who have slayed countless monsters for thousands of years. Jun;

Don't enter the city, turn around and retreat, contrary to the original grand way, Tsing Yi Jianxian must survive, but the demon king is dead. This is the reason why King Peacock Minglun let him sober.

There seems to be a choice" but there is no choice at all!

Under the five elements paddlewheel, the "Bai Shilun" has been seen through and insisted on obsession, dòng inspected grand way at all, and the end of Fu Mo Shen Jun is doomed.

"hahaha Ha"

The unnamed Lord Fumo suddenly laughed loudly and without warning, and there was no longer any hesitation in the long laughter."Pop into flames.

In an instant, the flames skyrocketed, the shadows of the shadows pierced the edge, and the screams of the city wailed and the wailing ghosts cried and shouted, and could not conceal a high song: "In the world of demons and monsters, why should a hundred families provide their names? Be willing to plow the inferior horse and cattle."

"Preferentially cultivate poor horses and cattle"

At the end of the mountain fire, a heavy rain washed everything after the creatures were charcoaled, and in a blink of an eye the grass relied "stubbornly from a ruin.

Everything is over.

The mountain city is gone, the flames of the sky and the tragedy of the world are no longer there, only the broken walls and ruins, the scorched earth is everywhere "desolate alone.

"Crunchy"

The grass that just emerged was eaten, and an old oxen chewed nèn grass, looking up to the horizon.

At the foot of the mountain in the distance as far as ròu sees, "the hustle and bustle of my father's birthday, the warmth of my mother's soup, the sorrow of my wife leaning against mén," the ignorant child waiting for someone to return his name in his baby, "tick and tick

Old oxen continue to nibble on the grass, but the teardrops of soybeans roll down and hit the bluestone scorched soil, breaking into countless petals.

Until this time, the sun and the moon in heaven and earth are shining brightly, with a glimmering light." If there is a giant in the light and darkness, look down and open your eyes.

"Fu Mo Shen Jun" you do not hesitate to die, practice grand way "seeking benevolence, respectable and admirable."

Looking for a moment" The sun and the moon are dark, and then sighed, echoing the world, accompanied by this act like closed eyes, the world began to collapse from the edge, as if it had completed its mission, and came to an end.

The world of hundreds of millions of rivers and mountains in the mirror between Sui Yu was broken into countless fragments, which were further transformed into countless crystals and decomposed into countless particles."

In these crystallized particles*, the unique pieces are preserved intact, with old yellow cattle among them, driven by people, plowing thin fields, sweating and dropping soil.........

The world on this debris, that scene of plowing, stayed there forever, and finally it was accommodated to the deepest place for paddlewheel intake.

At the moment when the debris was drawn into the core by the paddlewheel, it seemed that there was a mén household dòng opened" a glimpse, countless similar fragments drifting in it, as if in the Yuan Dynasty, the ordinary man nv floating bamboo The paper floating boat is on the river, and the wish to write a letter is fulfilled.

In the long river of debris, what floats on it is not prayers, but ancient and modern expert. In order to prove grand way in the heart, it is moving forward, although it is not destroyed, it is an eternal.

Eternal and unchanged, space solidifies there, and time also stagnate for it, even if the ancient wheel rotates anciently, it cannot be destroyed.

With the sigh that turns across the space of the paddle wheel, when the eyes of the sun and moon open again, it is already another world, a different scene.

Old trees faint crows, barking dogs, arranging villages and villages, and cooking smoke.

Beside the entrance of the village, under the old tree, a young child squatted quietly, "finger dragged under the tree, except for the shoulder trembling," the whole person seemed to be a static statue, even the crow sparrow did not care about him The presence.

In a place not far away, there are groups of young children going away. They are laughing and arranging children's rhymes. The protagonist is precisely this young child who has been abandoned by their backs.

"ǎo蚩ǎo, is naturally ugly, like a ghost, a dog is ignored, a jī is not ignored, no one loves...

The young boy is a boy. He seems to have heard nothing of the children’s nursery rhymes at all. There are scattered stones beside him, and there are blue and purple on his body. The things that happen to him seem to be unable to distract him. Attention.

This boy named ǎochi, the only thing reflected in his world is the lumps of ants among the roots of the earth luǒlù, and the busy back and forth.

Under that old tree, there seem to be strangely many ant colonies. ǎochi finger nòng, there is a bōbō ant tearing off in order to **** food, or for other reasons Bite, dense war.

He calmly looks at all these things, from time to time toss his finger at the end of the battle, and then seduce the next jī battle to erupt.

The layers of corpses of ants can’t make him feel uncomfortable. Only when the strong worker ants that appeared by chance in the ant colony stably stabilized the vast majority of ants hunted arbitrarily, there was light in the boy’s eyes. Ever.

Stretching his hand, pressing down, the strong ant dies, and the figurine boy laughs.

This is the only time when a smile appears on ǎo Chi's face.

Every time he smiles, his raised face will be exposed more unobscuredly in the setting sun, reflecting a ugly, worm-like, worm-like knot like a tree root, like a earthworm.

This ugliness is not formed the day after tomorrow, but the innate appearance: this ugliness makes young children totally rejected and not cited as similar...

The behavior of ǎochi seems to continue indefinitely, and his entire world is like this. "I can only see the sun sinking and the sun falling, huā driving huā falling, round after round, always the same.

The ugly boy doing all this boringly, seems a little tired, and has not moved a little bit, as if waiting for something like "mechanically dialing nòng.

Suddenly, a deep and kind voice appeared in the boy’s world: "What are you doing?"

ǎo boy smiled, raised his head, stared at the old tree in front of him, the voice came from it, and said with a smile: "I'm letting the ants fight, and then I see the strong, invincible among the ants. "I'm so happy when I show up, I want to pinch him to death." "

When the Dao found out that the strong man pinched him to death, there was 〖Xing〗 in the eyes of Chi, and there was enthusiasm and unspeakable pleasure. Compared with the previous coldness and boredom, there was a world difference.

Oh, right. "

ǎochi seemed to think of something," he beat his head and said, "How come you survived, old tree?" You can speak, is it the most powerful in the tree? "

With this sentence, a bright light flashed again in ǎo Chi's eyes, just like meeting a strong ant.

Lao Shu seemed to be surprised by the boy’s words, especially the flash of fanaticism in his eyes, which made the old tree tremble almost instantaneously, and the sound of "Satsu" sounded.

Old Tree avoided this question and turned to: "Don't you want to hit them?"

The branches and leaves shake, and the bark on the trunk of the old tree is dimmed, like a bright mirror, which reproduces the ridiculous picture of the children's rhymes thrown by the previous children.

"They are so repulsive to you and bully you just because you are born different from them." Unlike them, you don't want to..."

"What do you think? Beat them? Why?" ǎo chi like to look up innocently, said with a smile: "I'm not a person, is it normal for them to reject me?" "

"Uh"

The old tree was speechless, there was a tremor, the scene reflected on the bark changed, and the sound rang again. "Yòuhuò added a little bit: "Look, there are your parents in this" You see how they treat you ?"

There is a mountain wall with seven stone dòngs on the screen. Some people are living in the room, and various diets fly out every day. "Flying all the way down to the old tree, it was delivered to the hands of Chiao.

"Parents, they just give you food, don’t teach you anything, don’t protect you" when you grow up~IndoMTL.com~ Maybe they will let you fight for them..."

The old tree still didn’t finish this time, ǎo Chi smiled as before, saying: "They give birth to me, raise me, I still hate them? Why?"

"Uh"

"You see you still have many brothers". They are bullied and rejected just like you. You don't want to help them "lead them?"

The old tree was still not reconciled. Dozens of children on the bark walked out of the seven stone dòng. After their birth, they were either horny, three-headed, six-armed, or stupid "Or not at all...

Almost all of these people have the shadow of ǎo chi." This is a kind of person and a sibling.

"Why lead them?"

ǎo Chi stood up slowly. The smile on his face disappeared gradually. The innocence in the voice also dispersed in the wind: "Everyone has their own way, the way is not in the hands of others, only at their feet. ."

For a long while, the old tree’s voice sounded again, a kind of powerlessness in it: "Is there no hate in your heart?"

"Okay, you only have this trick?"

ǎo Chi, no, it’s the Chi heavenly demon who waved his hand and said boringly: “I’ve been waiting for you for a long time, is that all?”

At the same time, the **** heavenly demon raised his head, and there was a divine light in his eyes, puncturing the Qihui Sun and Moon that hung over things!

"You are too disappointing me."! .

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