Thick clouds hung low on the mountain.

Dongluo looked up at the sky and said with a wry smile: "God, you and I have no grudges or hatreds, why do you have to put me to death?"

His question is destined to have no answer, because God will not answer him.

Dongluo lowered his head, his eyes were extremely lonely, he didn't mean to resent God.

is like an old farmer who has worked hard for a year, but has no harvest at the time of the autumn harvest, he is not likely to complain, but only to others. This person is himself and someone else.

......

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang in the sky, and on the top of the mountains, countless rocks and earthworks were shaken and smashed, smashing into the valley.

Sanhei said: "Big brother, this is the ninety-sixth, is it endless, when will the thunder split be a head this day!"

Dongluo muttered to himself, "Who knows!"

It's like someone helped him carry the four roads that he couldn't carry before, and who knows what about the after!

Dongluo ran the "Yijin Sutra" crazily, before the catastrophe fell, it was a little bit to be able to recover, although I knew that I still couldn't bear the next heavenly punishment, but it was a little more hope to live.

As long as there is a little hope, he doesn't want to give up.

The catastrophe that was supposed to fall, because of the repeated interference of others, seemed to have become a little irritable.

Lightning and thunder roared in the clouds, and countless tiny lightning bolts danced around like smart snakes, striking on the top of the mountains, splashing the mountains and rocks, and the scalps of those watching from afar were numb.

Above the canopy, above the surging waves outside the Shenzhou Continent, one after another eyes fell on Chang'an City and fell on Dongluo's body.

The blockade of Yi Zhi and Wu Anjun can only lock the eyes of most people, but not them.

"This kind of chance...... Rare in the world. ”

"There is the word 'Qian', the fate of this son, among the old man, there are no more than three people he has seen. ”

"When he was eighty-one, I thought it was already his limit, but he lasted to ninety-one, and I thought it was over at that time, but his chance broke out, the first divine beast in the world carried one for him, the last real dragon in the world carried one for him, the green bamboo pole broke up one, and the word 'dry' forced one back. ”

On the waves outside the Shenzhou Continent, the giant beasts roared, the buildings and boats were agitated, and the powerful people who turned their hands into clouds and hands for rain on Kyushu were all silent, their hearts could not be calm, and they did not expect that they would be shaken to this extent by a junior who crossed the heavens and punished them in this abandoned land.

"No, if this son grows up, it will be extraordinary. You have to explain it clearly to your juniors, either don't mess with him, and if you do, then do your best to wipe him out. ”

Those mighty people walked out of their retreats one after another, and hurried towards Shenzhou from the canopy, but when they approached Shenzhou, a fiery dragon stood in front of them.

All the powerful people felt the strong aura of death from the fire dragon, and their faces changed, and they stopped their steps, not daring to take a step forward.

Someone hugged the fire dragon

Fist saluted and said, "Senior, what do you mean?"

The fire dragon spoke, "If you can break through this Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover, you can come forward." If you can't break it, quickly retreat, Shenzhou is not a place you can set foot in. ”

If the winter falls here, it will definitely feel familiar, this is the voice of the Longquan ferryman.

The great powers seemed to know the interests of the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover and the senior in the shadows, and they didn't dare to act rashly.

But they didn't want their juniors who were thrown away as Gu worms in the Shenzhou Continent, a place where Gu was raised, to provoke the existence that could be called Tianjiao even above Kyushu, and bring disaster to the family sect.

The fire dragon spoke again: "The Shenzhou Continent, the place where dragons are raised, wait for the night, retreat quickly, if not, the heavens and the earth will be destroyed." ”

Even if the great powers are reluctant, they can only retreat, no one dares to hold it up, trying to break the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover in the mouth of the fire dragon, provoke the fire dragon, and pass the news to their own juniors on the Shenzhou Continent, they can only pray in their hearts when they retreat, the juniors who have been put on this land by their own families must not break this Gu worm that even they feel is tricky, at least not so quickly.

They naturally hope that their juniors can become the strongest Gu King in this Gu breeding land, but the premise of becoming a Gu King is to live. Only by being alive and not dying in the hands of other Gu worms first can you have a chance to compete for the Gu King.

The fire dragon snorted coldly, opened his mouth and spit out, and the raging flames enveloped the Shenzhou Continent.

When the mighty people tried to wait and see, they found that their gaze could not penetrate the flames. Nothing can be seen.

......

Dongluo naturally didn't know that because one of his tribulations had caused such a big movement outside the sky, and now in his eyes, there was only the heavenly thunder that was about to fall.

"Finally...... It's over......"

It was not the punishment of heaven that ended, but his life.

Dongluo bowed his head silently and bowed to the starry sky.

This worship is to thank all those who helped him, Xia, Zhou Tianzi, and so on. This worship is to thank him for all the opportunities he has encountered.

All the people outside the 100,000 mountains who watched looked at the winter fall, and there was some concern in their hearts, no one thought that he could survive this heavenly tribulation.

Providence, it is difficult to disobey.

If someone helps him carry a piece, God will only be angry, this is a mortal situation, and there is no solution.

Dongluo also knows that there is no solution to this game.

Just as he raised his head and was about to face the ninety-sixth heavenly punishment, suddenly, a sigh suddenly echoed in the starry sky, spreading in the kingdom of the Great Han Dynasty.

"Is it hard to be your own hero?"

In the soft voice, with unconcealable exhaustion and vicissitudes, when it echoed in all directions, above Kyushu, there were three places that suddenly erupted with a shocking aura, and countless old men in ink-colored robes flew out from those three places, looking out of the sky with excited faces.

This voice came from the transparent figure in the Lingyun Tower of the Mojia School Palace, the secret book of the Dragon Gate.

Dongluo's body shook, but he didn't

I thought that when I crossed the catastrophe, the statue that I had kindly reorganized outside the mountain gate of the Mojia School Palace before was inadvertently formed...... Also at this moment, it broke out.

In an unknown place, on an ancient city, there is an inky figure standing there at this moment, with a sword in both hands, floating in clothes, silently like an eternal existence.

Beside him, there was a coffin......

In the distance, it was covered by a dense fog, and in the depths of that fog was a ruin...... There is no heaven and earth, no time and space, and it is dim in the ruins.

"Only my Mo family is the most useless, and I am willing to guard the gate of heaven for the world. This inky figure, he stood here silently, a smile slowly appeared on his face, with vicissitudes, with reminiscence, with emotion, and muttered softly.

"This heavenly punishment, my Mo family Mo Zhai has suffered for you. As he whispered, his right hand raised and slashed at the sword, and under this sword, the ruins in the distance shook violently, and several fierce screams suddenly came from the thick fog.

This sword fell, and time seemed to go backwards, constantly revisiting, ten years, one hundred years, one thousand years, ten thousand years...... Tens of thousands of years......

The ruins around are changing, the collapsed pavilion is restored to its original state, the bones of the dead are slowly standing up, the flesh and blood are reborn, and the vanished heaven and earth are clearly returned.

Laughter, Changhong flying, someone preaching above the sky, witty words, lotus flowers, on every mountain, thousands of auspicious clouds, Ruicai is reborn.........

All of this, all kinds of brilliance, thousands of dazzling, all kinds of charm, were all cut back to their original state by Mo Zhai's sword.

The ruins are still ruins, the fog is still the fog, and only the screams are still there.

Mo Zhai withdrew the ink-colored long sword in his hand, "I don't hate that the road ahead is obstructive and difficult, I only hate that the world is uneven, the road is uneven, fill in the wood and stones, and fill me if the world is uneven." I used the merits of the Mo family in exchange for his punishment and peace...... Nothing. ”

Mo Zhai's words seemed to have been recorded by heaven and earth.

Outside Chang'an City, there was a sound in Dongluo's ears again, "The world is white, only I am black, not attacking Momen, and loving my life." ”

Dongluo muttered: "The world is white, only I am black, not attacking Momen, and loving life." ”

Dongluo remembered that the person in the Mojia School Palace had told him that he wanted him to understand the four words of love and non-attack.

What is love, and what is non-aggression?

He hasn't figured it out yet.

Is it hard to be your own hero?

He figured it out.

Dongluo grinned and took a step forward, it was easy to be someone else's hero. It's hard to be your own hero.

Dongluo tilted his head, opened his hands, and smiled at the catastrophe, next, he wanted to be his own hero.

......

"Was he stupid by lightning and resigned himself to his fate?"

Chen Chenzi thought that Dongluo might be crazy, but when he thought about it like this, he felt that he was crazy.

Before, he thought that Dongluo would not be able to withstand the tribulation, but in the blink of an eye, the three tribulations passed.

Maybe, he can also carry this one!

"Lingchen Zi Daoyou, do you think he will die under this heavenly tribulation?"

Chen Chenzi didn't have an answer, of course he hoped that Dongluo could die here

Under the catastrophe, but accidents always gave him a big surprise.

Chen Chenzi said in a deep voice: "He can't live today." ”

Even if he didn't die under this heavenly tribulation, he would die at his hands.

Anyway, after today, Dongluo is a dead man.

......

Dongluo opened his hands and let the catastrophe fall.

And around him, there was a black qi that slowly enveloped him.

Dongluo closed his eyes and said softly: "The great man of chivalry, for the country and the people, I will do both love and non-attack." ”

The black gas became more and more intense, and it fought against the clouds in the sky.

The moment the heavenly thunder touched the black qi, it was like pouring oil on fire, rolling each other and canceling each other.

When the winter was approaching, the thunder disappeared completely.

Dongluo opened his eyes, looked ahead, and said thank you softly.

Unknowable, Mo Zhai smiled, and sat down cross-legged beside the coffin behind him, sword on his knees, staring coldly ahead.

Like him, on top of the endless tower, tens of thousands of miles away, there was a barefoot monk with a long fleshy bun on his head, who opened his eyes and gently chanted a Buddha name.

Behind them are splendid mountains and rivers, and it is the song of the swallow dancer and the warbler.

(End of this chapter) I want to talk about "Extinction" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~