Why?

He didn't understand that reincarnation after reincarnation only proved his incompetence and stupidity. He's like an ant. All his efforts were seen by "God" as a joke, ridiculous and pathetic.

He no longer tried to keep them, he couldn't save them at all.

He gave up and fell into a demon. "The mood of the young man in the robe has never fluctuated. His gaze was the same as always, the corners of his eyes that drooped naturally were sad and gentle.

The last thing that appeared in front of the three of them was a city of blood, where the boy killed the man and slaughtered the city.

The young man wore a black robe, roaming the crowd and harvesting souls.

The eyes are full of blood.

Seven deliriums don't know how to describe their feelings. The demonic energy that entered the body began to surge. The green tendons under the skin burst one by one.

Scarlet Glass held his hand tightly.

"So," he said, turning around, the scarlet sword resting on the boy's neck. "Who are you?"

The young man in the Taoist robe was not afraid of the sword around his neck, "Who do you say I am?" ”

The slaughter in front of him continued, the boy was bloody, his eyes were empty and desperate, and after his hopes were repeatedly dashed, he was angry, hated everything, and wanted nothing more than to destroy.

All people and things are no longer real in his eyes, and if they are real, how can they be ignorantly reincarnated with him again and again? If they are true, they should be as desperate and miserable as he is.

None of them should exist.

The blood of the blade in his hand was frozen and wet, and he looked coldly at those begging and mourning.

He sacrificed his soul to the devil.

Let evil thoughts engulf the city.

It's the world that's wrong.

The gloomy despair on the young man's body condensed into substance, which was the best tribute to the devil.

Even if the scene in front of you is nothing more than a fantasy, the simulation is realistic.

The demonic energy on the Seven Delusions was still bewitched by it, instigated, and began to turmoil. The eyes of the seven delusions began to turn red uncontrollably, and the white skin was also black and white, which was terrifying.

Ignoring the somewhat mad appearance of the Seven Delusions, Scarlet Glass hurriedly used the aura to help the Seven Deliriums dredge and suppress, while holding the hands of the Seven Deliriums to comfort him, the abundant aura continued to operate, while silently reciting the heart mantra that has been proficient in the heart for two years, and awakened the consciousness of the Seven Delusions.

At the same time, he raised his vigilance, guarding against this strange Dao-robed young man, staring at the movements of the Dao-robed young man, the sword in his hand was dignified, and he was ready to go, just waiting for him to make a move, the sword would be pointed at his throat.

The young man in the Taoist robe was very quiet, still watching the "truth".

Someone led the escort team to stop him, and he was righteous and awe-inspiring between his eyebrows, and he was brave with his sword. -- It's still the same headcatcher.

The boy sneered, and as his cloak flew, most of the guards were dead, leaving the captor alone to struggle, and the knife cut off his hat and cut off his hands. Step by step, the boy approached, looking down at him dying and struggling.

The head catcher held his head high, his embarrassed posture did not change the spirit of justice, and he only had hatred for the boy in his eyes.

I wanted to torture slowly, but I suddenly lost interest.

It's just an ignorant fool.

"It's boring, it's boring. The boy's voice was low and mocking.

The knife fell, and his head fell to the ground.

When it was dark, the city was full of severed arms and limbs, and no one was spared. The insects and birds were silent, and the whole city was silent.

"Donor, turn back to the shore. The old monk came from afar, his eyes were pitiful and compassionate, and his robe was like a Buddha.

"I can't put it down. He browled his eyebrows and chuckled, the bloody knife in his hand, the delicate eyebrows, "In my opinion, killing is more real than saving." ”

"Amitabha. The old monk closed his eyes and folded his hands.

The knife fell at the same time, and the face fell into the blood with compassion.

"What is evil, what is good, what is Buddha, what is demon?" he looked up and laughed, and with a wave of his hand, the fire engulfed the whole city, illuminating the darkness of the night.

The burned corpses crackled. He stood in the middle, black mist behind him, but his eyebrows and eyes were gentle and smiling. "But the ashes. The laughter became more and more wild, "After that, there is only Sheng, Demon Venerable Sheng." ”

The smile of the teenager is obedient and desperate, and contradictions coexist.

"That's the fruit. The young man in the robe looked at the Demon Venerable Sheng in the fire.

Demon Venerable Sheng raised his head and looked straight over, as if he had penetrated time, and showed a weird smile in the direction of the young man in the Dao robe. His eyebrows were surprisingly familiar.

Mo Zunsheng left the street, and all the pictures began to become real from hazy. It's still that alleyway, sparsely populated.

The three of them stood outside the extremely dilapidated courtyard, the courtyard door was closed, the scarlet glass was holding the seven deliriums in one hand, and the sword was pointed at the throat of the young man in the Taoist robe with the other. The scene was deadlocked.

"Who am I?" the robed boy approached the sword, and the blade cut blood on his neck, and then, healing again.

The young man, who has always been thin and weak, is unexpectedly a little strong at the moment.

Scarlet glass subconsciously retreated, "You look a lot like him." ”

"He took only two souls and gave them magic power, so that their memories would not be forgotten and immortal. The boy took another step closer, "One is a swordsman, a former head catcher, and the other is a monk." ”

"In the reincarnation of the head, the head catcher abandons himself and enters the path of killing; the monk mourns himself, has no heart to save the world, has no ability to save the world, sits on the ground and dies, trapped in karma, cannot sit down, and destroys his three souls. He chose to enter the cycle of ignorance. ”

"There are no more humans here. ”

The boy's voice was calm.

"So, who do you say I am?"

The closer he got closer, the sword cut a gap, blood staining his robes red, and then neat and new.

"You're the Demon Venerable!" Scarlet's voice was tinged with anger, and watching the killings made her gloomy and irritable. The sword that had been removed sent in a few points.

Qi Yu held Scarlet Glass's hand, shook his head soothingly, and removed the blade of the sword, "You are not those two, but you are not a demon. What is your relationship with him?"

The temperature came from the hands holding each other, and the face of the seven deliriums was not good-looking, and even a little terrifying, but it could make the scarlet glass feel at ease and give her courage, and the scarlet glass also gave the seven deliriums stability.

"Sheng. The boy murmured, his face green and compassionate, a contradictory and natural temperament. "I am Sheng, the self he has abandoned. ”

"The self?"

"Yes, the ego. You can't save this city. The young man sighed lowly. "He gave up goodness and he gave up killing. ”

"Although he is a Demon Venerable and controls all the dead spirits in the entire city, he can't control the destruction of the city, nor can he prevent the city from falling into reincarnation, and inevitably let those living beings be eaten up little by little. He pushed open the old courtyard door and saw desolation.

"Grandpa and sister are buried here. He was the one who killed him. He brushed away the cobwebs, and the two graves rose up.

He could not save them, nor did he want them to be reincarnated day by day, so he imprisoned their souls and put them to rest. This is the exception of the city of Weiyi, which is the only place that will grow old and decay with the passage of time. "The smell of old and corrupt is so real here.

"And I am the self he has abandoned, his conscience and goodness. Since the death of his sister and grandfather, he has no weakness. You can't kill him at all!" the young man stroked the grave and wiped the dust patiently and meticulously, his expression heavy and nostalgic.

He repeatedly emphasized the matter of killing the Immortal Demon Venerable.

"Do you mean that killing him will save the whole city?" Scarlet Glass was a little skeptical of his words.

A sense of disobedience once again surged into the heart of the seven delusions. Seven delusions stared at the young man's eyes, very clean! But his eyes were too clean, too, too much!