Wizarding Immortal Chapter 773: Question


"You seem to...have a big misunderstanding..."

In front of us, facing the challenge of Adil, the divine presence of the great shore slowly opened, and the sound oscillated in the whole space, spreading to the Quartet, so that the Quartet could feel the majesty.

"I spread my blood and let different people inherit it. The purpose is not pure..."

His face was calm. At this moment, he faced the challenge of Adil and admitted his statement calmly: "But in the process, don't you also enjoy it?"

Looking at Adil in front of him, there is a faint light flashing in his eyes at this moment, which seems to reflect the scene of the scene.

In the distance, feeling the scene of the scene of the killing god's eyes, Adil's eyes were slightly fixed.

Among those countless scenes, scenes of scenes have been continuously transmitted, and they have emerged from the perspective of an individual.

In the picture, countless people obtain the blood of killing from the time of being weak, and then continue to kill, gaining strength and growing.

During this process, of course, many people died halfway through, but many more people grew up smoothly, gained the strength they wanted, and harvested many things along the way.

Dream, power, power, these things are obtained one by one in the process of growth of these people, very smoothly.

In the scene of the scene, after reaching the peak of life, these people have a bright smile on their faces, one by one, with a faint sense of killing on their bodies.

"Sometimes, the world always thinks that I am confusing others, letting every ordinary creature incarnate into a child of killing, causing disputes..."

The voice of the existence in the distance came out, and the faint opening at the moment was full of a sense of vicissitudes of history, like telling an epic: "But in fact, sometimes it’s not me who finds it They, but they took the initiative to find me..."

"Among these people, including yourself, can you go smoothly to where you are today, isn't it also relying on my strength..."

"Relying on my strength to get to this point, what qualifications do you have to come here to question me?"

The words fell, and the sounds continued to ring.

At this moment, the world in front of me was like a violent wind and heavy rain, and the waves were turbulent.

The voice of the killing **** is constantly ringing in my mind, oscillating in the whole mind, and in coordination with the whole world, he is sending out heavy questions to Adil, like to dissect out his whole mind Everything in the past was magnified and observed on the microscope, scolded at him, and challenged him.

Some past experiences have emerged in my heart. Scenes of guilt and sorrow have spontaneously emerged, and finally condensed in my heart. Like the same brand, Adil has raised an extreme emotion.

Adil's face was calm, and he felt this emotion. He didn't speak, but the brilliance on his body still flickered, despite the countless emotions in his heart, there was no hesitation in his heart.

What the God of Slaughter said in front of him seems reasonable, but if you carefully scrutinize it, it’s simply shitless.

What the God of Slaughter said in Adil sounded like a drug dealer’s excuse.

Drug traffickers justify themselves, saying that someone really needs drugs, so they only exist.

It is not because of their existence that drug addicts appear, but because someone needs them, so they do it.

The words seem to make sense, but I want to pick myself up cleanly, ignore everything I have done in this process, and ignore the benefits I have received, which will be brought by myself. All kinds of suffering directly ignore...

It's too shameful.

"I don't deny that you really helped a lot of people..."

In front of him, Adil took a deep breath, looking at the sacred **** of killing in front of Wei An, and his face gradually became indifferent.

"Someone is humble by nature but has aspirations in his chest..."

"Someone is born desolate, but no close relatives, few friends..."

"Someone is unwilling to be ordinary, trying to go up..."

"These people have all benefited from you..."

He pointed to the pictures that emerged from the killing **** in front of him, and pointed to the ones that were either in a sad situation, unwilling to be ordinary, or naturally humble.

"But... there are some people..."

After that, he turned around and looked at the killing **** in front of him, whether there was any other emotion in his eyes at this moment.

"Their family is complete..."

An ordinary picture emerged on the body of Adil. At that time, a family of three, parents looked after the child, and the child grew up under the care of the parents, a happy and complete scene.

"They are ordinary..."

In another scene, an ordinary middle-aged man looks around and is busy, living an ordinary life day after day.

"They work hard..."

The third picture appears in it. A young man is struggling to write a book, constantly training himself, just to get a little opportunity to move himself further.

In the following, more pictures appeared on Adil.

Some people live peacefully, some families are happy, some people are busy, but at least fulfilling, some people are humble but still alive, some people are in a difficult situation, but they still have concerns...

The most ordinary scene of a scene emerged above the figure of Adil, which is a strong contrast with the spectacular and epic scene emerged from the killing **** opposite.

Like the scene emerged from the killing **** opposite, these scenes emerged from Adil are the scenes witnessed by Adil in person.

Walking through countless worlds, experiencing many things in the countless worlds, in the experiences of that countless worlds, it is by no means a lively and colorful big scene that dominates the subject, but is precisely cast by these ordinary mortals.

Including Adil itself, who was also a member of these ordinary people in the previous life.

And then, the next bursts of changes began to take place.

A torrent of blood rushed out slowly. With the scenes emerging from the killing **** on the opposite side, the scenes emerging from Adil began to change.

As the blood of slaughter continues to decline, a son of slaughter is born, either to get rid of his humble identity, or to realize his ambition, or to make himself no longer ordinary, and embarks on his own journey.

They embarked on the path arranged by the **** of killing, and then the blood of the killing in the body began to advance, killing all the way.

Ordinary people are constantly being slaughtered, the original happy family is broken up, and some people who have been concerned have passed away one by one. On the marble, bones stand in pieces, which is the scene left after being drawn by the blood of the killing.

With the rise of a killing child, I don’t know how many people’s peaceful lives have been affected. The order is chaotic and the atmosphere of chaos covers everything.

Behind the rise of the killing son, there is not only the glory sung by thousands of people like an epic, but also the dead mountains and seas.

The rise of every killing child is behind the endless creatures being killed and countless ordinary people being slaughtered by them.

"You said that you used your blood to kill, changed the fate of many people, and brought the gospel to many people..."

Adil raised his head and looked at the killing **** in front of him: "What do you want to say to those who have suffered because of you?"

The faint words fell, and in the spot, ripples continued to emerge.

In the faint, you can hear the sigh of the killing **** in front of you, and that kind of gradually cold voice.

"You have smelted my essence, it means to be against me..."

"Exit now, choose to give up that authority, and still have time..."

The faint icy voice constantly came from the space in front of me.

Under the gaze of Adil in front of me, the existence of the vast land of the vast land world in front of me began to collapse, and his body seemed to be rigid, and the light above and below his body began to melt and gradually dissipated in place.

At the last moment, the figure in front of me began to dissipate, dissipated in the air, and finally turned into a golden essence, and began to gradually integrate into the body of Adil.

Boom! !

The outside world, at the moment when the figure of the killing **** disappeared~IndoMTL.com~The golden flame burst into flames.

That little golden flame started to burn. At this moment, the powerful fire of life was catalyzed to the extreme, and gradually merged with the body of Adil.

Under the forging of this powerful life fire, the little golden blood began to dissipate, and the essence of the **** contained in it was finally stripped out, and turned into pure power under the flame of the flame. , Into the body of Adil.

Boom! !

A whisper of sound rang in place, and in a flash it seemed to sound through the world, causing fluctuations in all directions, and the whole world began to tremble slightly.

The will of the material world begins to boil. At this moment, it seems to feel the appearance of Adil. The material world has always begun to rejoice, cheering for the birth of a demigod.

The old body continues to melt, and new flesh and blood begin to appear.

At this moment, a brand-new demigod body appeared in front of the eyes, and this moment fully revealed its majesty.

The faint golden blood flows in the body of Adil, with a divine, and a dignified majesty alone.

At this moment, Adil looks like a god, and the breath around him seems to have changed, becoming stronger and more terrifying.

Originally spreading, the huge area that almost covered the entire wasteland began to slowly disappear. At this moment, as the promotion of Adil ended, it reintegrated into the body of Adil.

The faint golden blood flows in the body. At this moment, the fire in Adil's body begins to burn, reflecting his entire body in an incomparably bright light.

He stood on the spot. At this moment, a silver long sword appeared in his hand. The blade pointed to the sky, and a little sword gas spread out without concealment.

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