The way of heaven is immortal.
Cause and effect, invincible.
One by one, the virtual world merges into endless chains of cause and effect, which binds the teenagers in Wuzhen.
The boy sat down on the ground, his hands around his knees, sobbing.
Helpless, full of fear.
Just want to shrink into the dark corner, never come out.
"I don't want to, I don't want to go through all this I don't want to, don't want to go through all this life and death, all this pain, I don't want to I just want to be with my mother... "
The young man's sobbing voice was soon buried by the singing voice of nearly ten thousand Buddhas in Xumi mountain.
It was also buried in the voice of the gods of the divine world and the arcane empire.
"This is the last step." The voice of the God Emperor of ten thousand Dharma was like a rolling storm. He held out a hand and pointed to Meng fan's direction: "the suppression of the way of heaven, Mengfan, is the era of the rise of the protoss, coming."
Several Protoss leaders also extended their hands.
At this moment, they almost unreservedly released all their strength, which condensed into mountains and rivers, gathered together, alternating between intangible and tangible, and fell on Meng fan.
The mountains and rivers of the emperor of ten thousand Dharma are as high as a thousand feet.
The mountains and rivers of several Protoss leaders are as high as 100 Zhang.
They are mountains and rivers condensed by the martial arts and laws of the Protoss. The stone walls are very smooth, and they are branded with ancient and simple proto script.
Meng fan, oppressed by high mountains, has a distorted body.
He raised his head and looked at the Xumi Buddha thousands of steps away.
His eyes are still changing between blankness and perseverance.
His knees had broken the ground.
His hands were deep in the ground.
Chains of causation stretched out from the ground and wrapped around his body.
"It's not just repression, kill him!"
Akdor of the arcane Empire makes a chilling sound. On her armor chest, a mass of curse power turns into spiritual brand, and bursts out into the mountain created by the Protoss.
And the kings of the arcane Empire behind her.
They also release their strength and pour them into the mountains and rivers.
"Yes, kill him." "Kill him!" exclaimed the Dharma king
The emperor of ten thousand Dharma narrowed his eyes, pressed his hands down in the void and said coldly, "kill him."
Mengfan is the place where the Tao of heaven is located. The way of heaven is the opposite of the Protoss. If you restrain the protoss, if the way of heaven is strong, then the protoss will be weak.
Therefore, in the eyes of the protoss, Mengfan must die.
Shiweifu, the hand of the king of arcane Empire, was mercilessly suppressed by Meng fan and had no power to fight back. The five five king of five plundered arcane gods all fell down and came to take revenge with great anger.
Therefore, in the eyes of the arcane Empire, Mengfan will die.
Xumi Buddha is full of fear of the way of heaven, but also full of vigilance to the meaning of fate which has just been born. He stirs up cause and effect and turns himself into the enemy of Meng fan's Tao.
Therefore, in the eyes of Buddha, Meng fan must die.
After leaping out of the control of chaos, the king of transcendence refined the flesh and blood of the creator of Meng fan. He had the power to approach Meng fan infinitely, and he could have several real meanings of Taoism at the same time, but there was only one person in the way of heaven.
In the eyes of the Dharma king, Meng fan must die.
The overwhelming power, and the endless opportunity to kill, gather together.
It is released by a high-ranking man and crushed on Meng fan's body.
Mengshan and FengChuan are shrouded in torrential rain.
Every inch of his skin was shaking violently.
He tried his best to urge the pillar of martial arts.
Finally, the pillar of martial arts rotated slightly.
It was not enough for him to break free.
But with this slight rotation, the leader of the war spat out blood and retreated several steps, his whole body was sour and soft.
However, the war leaders still rely on their strong willpower and continue to release their magnificent power to Meng fan.
The column of martial arts revolved again.
After akdor, an arcane king of four robbers didn't even cry, so he broke into powder, and even the spirit disappeared.
Meng fan's eyes swept to Xumi mountain.
Several Arhats immediately retreated in pain, waving their hands on their heads, as if to disperse something.
In their spirits, Meng fan has been branded with spirit. The spiritual imprint is only one percent of Meng fan's pain at the moment, but it still leaves these Arhats an indelible shadow in their lives. Their Buddhist heart has become rough and hard to make progress.
The column of martial arts rotated a little bit again.
Wanfa shenhuang's eyelids gently stirred, and there was a bloodstain on his cheek. Among the bloodstains, there was the real meaning of the road in the brewing and spinning, a little bit inward, but this still did not make the emperor stop.
Akdor's armor cracked.The arm of a king of five robbers exploded into a blood mist.
There are constant injuries to the king.
There's a constant fall of gods.
However, it is still unable to stop the suppression of Meng fan by the alliance of heaven and Taoism.
Meng fan's body has been completely buried by the chain of causality and mountains and rivers.
Only a faint figure is left.
"Meng fan, you are a hero of the generation." Xumi god Buddha did not wipe away the bloodstain on his body, and his plain hands folded together. "No matter in the past, in the present, or in the future, I'm afraid you will never appear again. You are the real one, Tianjiao."
"Tianjiao."
On Xumi mountain, many Buddhists repeat these two words.
The sound was loud and loud. It was far, far away.
"It's just that in this brand-new era, the way of heaven will no longer be needed. The tower of the new road will be erected. Your cause and effect has shaped Mengfan's way of heaven and destroyed yourself. As a Taoist orthodoxy, you are doomed to be enemies of all living beings.
Even, against yourself.
You didn't accept the fate of Qi Ji all your life. In the FA Xiang Dynasty, you used to scold the sky to destroy the way of heaven. In the end, you became the way of heaven.
You hold the power of heaven. In fact, there is no way in your heart.
I'm not going to kill you.
I'm freeing you.
Eternal liberation. "
The voice of Xumi god Buddha is transformed into words and branded on those mountains and rivers.
He lowered his head and quietly recited it in his mouth, merging with the singing voice of Xumi mountain.
"Eternal Liberation..."
"Yeah, yeah..." Meng fan's body is shaking violently, and his voice is also shaking violently.
His whole body was deep in the ground, and there were endless arrays waiting for him.
Under heavy pressure, Meng fan raised his head as hard as he could, and looked at the center of a thousand empty realms.
There it is.
The Wuzhen youth, embracing his legs, looked at Meng fan in horror.
The boy is sobbing.
Full of helplessness and bewilderment.
He winced.
It's pathetic.
Meng fan looks at the youth.
The boy also looked at Meng fan.
Meng fan's perfect hard flesh and blood began to crack.
He trembled violently and raised the corners of his mouth with difficulty.
Show a smile that shouldn't have happened at this time.
Meng fan opened his mouth and said to the boy.
"Yes, the road you are going to take is full of ups and downs.
Full of life and death.
Joys and sorrows.
You will have many friends and many enemies.
You will watch your enemies laugh wildly, and you will watch your friends leave you.
You're going to suffer a lot that no one else can.
But also can feel the happiness that all living beings can't feel.
You will come.
Because I came.
Remember, your surname is Meng and your name is fan.
The way of heaven and the creator are just the names imposed on you by others.
Meng fan, don't cry. "
The mountains and rivers are down completely.
www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!