Immortal Road of the Dharma Idol Chapter 1381: Wu heart of the Way, Pan Wang Lao

"You are too disappointing me." "Waiting for you for a long time, there is only such a way, hey! ~", Lord Chih Tian patted the dust on his body". With his movements, his stature changed constantly, as if billions of years had been condensed in a moment, from a child to the original look of Chi Tianshen.

With a deep disappointment of sighs, the entire space is collapsing and collapsing. From far and near, only one old tree and Chi Tian God are still in the fragments of ǎǎo.

The strange changes in the old tree have long ceased, the breath is dead, and it is completely impossible to connect it with the spiritual movements that previously puzzled the **** God.

It can still survive, but still thanks to the blessing of the God God Chi. When the God God Chi left, it was at the time when it was destroyed in this illusory world. Perhaps, it never existed at all.

Since the Lord of the Gods has grown up and looked up at Qi Hui, he has glanced at the old tree, and even if he glanced at it, it was not the sun and the moon that reflected in his eyes. The near space collapsed and destroyed, but a pair of clear eyes.

Across the void, across the paddle wheel, the two stared at each other.

"Chi God, Lord, can you really have no hate?", Sun and Moon flickered, as if the existence on that day blinked his eyes, and the world was back to the questions that the old tree had been unable to ask before.

Chi Tian God Lord smiled, but did not answer.

"Whether it is really hateless, or it is hidden too deeply, the rebirth of the Baishi will not let you leave the place one step, revealing a little flaw, it is all your skill of the **** God."

"Chi Tian, ​​you really deserve to be the first demon **** between heaven and earth!", hearing this, the first time the main **** of the **** Tian sè changed, but it disappeared indifferently, as if a flame was burning.

This flame is not obsession, yù hope, or grand way, it is simply destruction, as if you can use this fire without temperature" to burn all the souls in the world.

The voice between heaven and earth paused for a while, and then continued: "It is worthy of being called by all the demon gods, God Lord.

"It is indeed the first expert that has defeated demon gods and immortals head-on!"

"It’s a true hero who rebelled against the emperor in person and started a new battle!"

Every one is "fruit deserving" as if it was a firewood added to the campfire fiercely, letting the flames spit out in the eyes of the God of the Chi God, the old tree around it is the power that I don’t know when it was leaked out. The quake became a choke powder" and broke up in the world.

The words fall, and Wan Laiju is silent, "the world is suddenly dark", the sun and the moon are hidden in the void.

In the vast world, only the God of the God Chi stands upright, and the three-foot-square land under his feet seems to be why things are shrouded in the town〗 〖Pressure "I can't stand still by the violent impact of the destruction of space.

"Poof"

The flame in Chi Tianshen’s eyes suddenly disappeared, and the black and white eyes clearly revealed the playfulness.

"Interesting" is really interesting. Even when I finally gave up, I did not forget the language test. This peacock is not easy. "

Chi Tianshen shook his head, his attitude was extremely leisurely, but the enthusiasm of hunt for heartbeat replaced the flame burning in his eyes, the enthusiasm seemed to be ten times and hundreds of times that of the strong ants he had seen before, but it was not Great difference.

"Ah, I almost forgot."

Chi God God lifted one foot, and it seemed to remember something when it had not fallen. "The footsteps set in the void" "The two fools."

The voice did not fall, and the hovering feet fell heavily, but it was not the original position. The sound was loud, the space was broken, and if there were bridges in the void" to two other places.

Chi Tianshen, who was indignant, stepped out and got on the bridge.

"Boom", Chi God God left the front foot, the last fragment of the whole world on the back foot was also torn into shattered" space storm turned into a turbulent luàn swept away from heaven.

"Boom, boom, boom", there is mad thunder roaring in the sky, and roar roaring in the earth.

A high mountain rises magnificently, showing the luster of metal attribute in the whole body, as if the mountain that is emerging from the depths of the ground is made of metal attribute.

"Crackling crackling"

Countless or crisp or dull sounds are heard, mixed wind, fierce fire, soil dust, water peaks... mixed together to beat the sound of the metal attribute mountain rising from the ground .

The violent destruction of the storm passed, and the creatures could not even scream, so it was torn into pieces: the big tree didn’t even bend down to cushion the power, and the boulder even stayed on the mother earth for a moment. Ability, none...

Countless things, there are torn corpses, there are big trees uprooted, there are hollow luàn stones... as many as five elements storm wrapped, impacted on the metal attribute mountain, if you want to shake and break it.

"Ahhhhhh"

There was a sudden roar in the mountain, and a long roar came out. The luster belonging to metal attribute gave a bright light." While blocking the devastating storm for a while, it manifested on the mountain and gave an unreal face.

The face belongs to a majestic adult man, whose face is like a mountain, full of luster.

"I must block it!"

"I must do it!"

"I want to protect the tribes!", it seems to be saying his own, and it seems to be praying to the world, that the rich metal attribute light is growing more and more like a torch, becoming the only light in the dark night formed by the destruction of the storm.

"I have...", "Crunchy" The mountain twisted and rolled off the boulder, blocking a crack.

"Can't give up..."

The large "Boom" mountain was broken for the destruction of the storm", but with the roar of the twisted face over the mountain, it rose again from the earth, pulled high, and the block was still there.

"Foot nose!"

The top of the mountain looks behind you. Behind the mountain, the devastating wind can’t blow to the place." Hundreds of witches gathered together.

In the middle of the witch’s gathering place, there is a faint blue smoke coming out, and under the blue smoke is a large piece of burnt ashes. "I wanted to be a huge bonfire to heat hundreds of people.

The fire is still on" the campfire was burning, but the fuelwood that can be added is gone.

Hundreds of witches, holding each other in twos and threes, warming each other. The thin clothes on their faces and hands are full of frostbite and bruises. The elderly, children, and women nv "only have no strong man.

Every adult witch has already died in the battlefield. In this harsh world, only life can make women and children survive; only blood can make the race last.

The children surrounded by the witch are no longer able to cry, and the old man can’t even stand up tremblingly, and the demise is in sight.

"No!!!", "Never!", the face on the mountain was twisted and roared, "slowly sinking, and integrated with the mountain.

"Rumbling", the sound of the boulders rolling is endless, the vague outline of the five senses emerges on the windward side of the mountain, and there is a roar "rewinding the wind.

"Children, the family will depend on you in the future. The tribe will also depend on you."

A strong back disappeared, my father was so rough that his face could no longer be seen, and the warm voice became a dead noise.

"Ling, Momma will take care of you."

"The old tribes of the tribe have also given you."

The last elder brother embarked on the same journey as his father, but no one shared, he has become a master.

Now, the tribe has reached the edge of destruction. Only one man is left behind him. A big witch is behind his house. In front of him is destruction. He can only step back.

"Ahhhhhh"

A roar came from the face of the mountain, and it seemed to last for a long time until the end of the world. The horror of the destruction of the storm rose and the flames scorched the mountain, the flood softened the cornerstone, and the wind storm turned hard. , The thick soil was buried for more than half... Ling still did not retreat, one step did not retreat, but his consciousness was blurred and he could not support it.

"crack crack"

A series of fine or deep cracks are scattered all over the mountain, as if at any time, metal attribute mountains can be piled upside down to make them inferior to the tribe women and children behind him.

Guardian is his way, and he will not regret it even if he is dead!

"Let’s beg for mercy!"

Ling, no, it should be called Jinling Witch King, his facial features are gradually blurred on the surface of the mountain, it seems to be weathered, and it is so tired that it fades edge.

Guardian is the way of Jinling Witch King, he has no choice.

Just as the Jinling Witch King was so tired that he was going to sleep, his eyes were kept open, just wondering if he could watch him give him a raise, and he would die for the last time.

Then ""brush" and the eyes of the Jinling Witch King will light up." It seems to be an ancient night with a light.

"Old Clan?!"

I don’t know when the illusory face of the Jinling Witch King appeared on the mountain, looking at the old and young of the tribe under his shelter. I saw that the old people lined up with crutches and walked hard, trembling out of it .

"No, Panlao!"

Jinling Witch King has surprise, ecstasy, and shame... as if he was a child who was carefully taught by the teacher, and he was ashamed of the teacher after doing the wrong thing.

The old man walked step by step, very slowly, and very stable. What was stable was not the footsteps, not the thin palms that he could not hold even the crutches, but the heart.

Slowly, he bypassed the mountain and passed through the violent wind. "The destruction cannot be approached. The beast hidden in it that left countless deep scars under the mountain was also as if he did not exist.

The dense wrinkles would seem to change. When the old man stood at the foot of the mountain and raised his head, he had changed to another face.

One king!

One of the three major witch kings, the one who seems to have no way to go "speaking hard!"

The Archaic Demon God has a Divine Lord, not the same as the ordinary Demon God, then there is a King of Witch Dao, which is not included in the Witch King, but it is more on the Witch King.

Do you know what you are doing, "silly kid"? "

There is no anger, no anger, no disappointment, no disappointment, no hate for iron and steel in the face of Pan Wang. Some of them are just a little blame, as if the teacher gave pointers to the students for the wrong things. >

"I...I am defending!"

"Guard is not wrong, but you have a look" What is in front of you? "

"It's natural!"

"You ask the heart, what is it?"

"It is Wu Dao!"

"Sorcery to the heavens and earth. The force of the heavens and the earth is irresistible." It cannot be violated. You can only use your heart to perceive, to worship, to borrow..."

"Idiot, don't wake up yet, don't forget, you are the Witch King!"

Hong Zhong Dalu, ringing in the heart of the Jinling Witch King, the reincarnation of the Baishi is a witch, in order to survive, to multiply." In order to take root in the desolate and abandoned place of Wushen Realm, too many predecessors made This sacrifice made him unknowingly, and resented the power of heaven and earth.

Anger blinded his heart, and the grand way he guarded became obsession, which he entered into a dead end.

"I understand."

In the voice of the Jinling Witch King, the anger, the unwillingness, and even the relief of benevolence were missing. At the same time the voice rang, a majestic figure came out of the mountain.

"Boom"

Persevere in the devastating storm, the mountain that stood up to the ground under the erosion of the wind and fire in the pool, collapsed into a full spirit light, and merged into the body of Jinling Witch King. At every step, the earth was transformed into a Vajra, a high platform floated out of the earth, and there were sacrifices on it. The Jinling Witch King was in front, and all the tribes were behind.

The sacrifice is heaven, the worship is earth, the ritual is nature, and the respect is the natural heart power of heaven and earth. At this moment, the Jinling Witch King is the core, mobilized for the invisible thought, and it is enveloped in Jinling. The body of the Witch King and all the people.

In an instant, it seems that there is an invisible and indestructible peak, which is blocked in front of the Jinling Witch King and a group of witches. "All the destruction cannot go forward. The five elements storm has died down, and the natural beasts have turned mild." ......, what is witch, close to nature, respecting the world, not simply destroying the resistance, but blending with it, this is witch.

In the Jinling witch king blinded by all negative influences, the wandering king of the Baishi regained consciousness after waking up at the point of the king of the pan. He is a great witch, and the peak is the witch god. The place where the witch king is is the world. At the core of it, all the natural power of destruction is the hands and feet.

Will people hurt their hands and feet?

That's it!

I don’t know when ~IndoMTL.com~ Pan Wang has disappeared from the witch, as if he had never appeared.

Thousands of miles of madness, and the dust filled the sky.

The dull sky, Huang Mengmeng’s land, the occasional gust of wind” in the endless desert is like the end of the world.

In this dry and dead place where there is no grass and no dripping water, there is a valley, a season like chūn" is the green pearl in the desert.

There is a wooden house in the valley. An old man sitting on the grass in front of the house has a cane on his knee.

"Call"

For a long time, the old man let out a long breath slowly opened his eyes, and even such a movement also felt a sense of weakness in the curtain.

One king!

This old man" is the Pan King who just woke up the Jinling Witch King.

He opened his eyes, and there were hundreds of dust-covered heads in his eyes, there were children in the blue, old women in the dark, and strong women...

"Pray for the help of the clan elder, we have no way to survive."

Old man, child, middle-aged man nv, in pain, crying in sorrow and pain.

"Jinling, your trouble is over, but mine is not yet."

"I'm too old, too old, time can't be paid here, it's the end of the world."

Pan Wang sighed and stood up tremblingly, he didn’t want to wait any longer, this scene lasted too long, too long

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