Pangu created reincarnation, but for the sake of the human race, but to stop the war.

It's just that even as a great deity, he was afraid and didn't expect that the people of later generations would gradually regard reincarnation as ordinary, and even think that the person after the reincarnation of the same soul was still his original self. Unfulfilled wishes in this life can be fulfilled in the Hereafter.

But how can there ever be any real "afterlife"?

Especially for mortals.

A mediocre life, but he comforts himself with reincarnation, and everything is in the afterlife. And the incompetence and inaction in this life are not their own fault, but the cause and effect left by the previous life.

How ridiculous and pathetic?

It's just that when you see the world as a world full of mediocre fools, you can't realize the ridiculousness and pathos.

What you know and see becomes a prison for your thoughts.

If it is smooth sailing, if it does not go through the world, and if it does not collide with the world in which one lives, one will never be able to realize the absurdity of some existence and the loneliness and pain of the sober.

After all, I still don't like this reincarnation.

Long before she decided to go to the Shangxu Immortal Realm, she had already handed over all the next things to Zhang Tang.

The cycle of destruction is one of the most important ones.

It was a strong oscillation that reverberated throughout the universe of heaven and earth, and it could be clearly felt by all living conscious beings. It was as if countless threads were broken in mid-air, and a huge net wide enough to envelop the entire universe disappeared in an instant!

It's just that unlike the almost cold calm of seeing sorrow, most of the saints from Shangxu were extremely puzzled at the moment they perceived it. At first, they thought that something had happened in the Origin Realm, but when they noticed the peace on their faces, their hearts were already awe-inspiring!

Not an accident at all!

The final reincarnation in this universe is that she must be destroyed!

Someone wanted to stand up and ask questions, but they didn't dare.

Fang saw the decisiveness of the killing, everyone saw it in their eyes, and no one dared to say that they could stand up and question whether they could be safe and sound.

The Green Leaf Ancestor sighed again.

She didn't have to be so obvious.

Even if he pretended to be surprised at this moment, he deduced that the six reincarnations of the Origin Realm were the hands and feet of the gods, and it was not necessarily impossible, after all, these gods had destroyed the reincarnation of the rest of the Nether Realm in the past thousands of years, and it didn't hurt to "add" another one.

But she undoubtedly admitted it frankly.

It must be known that people in this world are more likely to accept reincarnation as the destruction of a foreign race like a god, and they are not willing to tolerate this reincarnation being destroyed by monks of the same race.

It's just that I really don't care about all this.

Or rather, that's what she wants.

At this moment when reincarnation collapsed, she didn't look at the expressions of others, let alone care about what they thought, she just raised her hand lightly and swept all the other unrelated people out of the wasteland, and turned to look at Xie Buchen.

In the void, the burned half inch of incense was gray and fell suddenly!

At this moment, the last strand of incense thread also submerged into Xie Buchen's frowning eyebrows and Pangu Deep Purple Divine Soul respectively!

So that cloud of deep purple flew out of the huge head!

Like a purple rainbow in the sky, with a colossal and irresistible might, he went to Xie Buchen's eyebrows!

And Xie Buchen also opened his eyes at this moment!

As early as the previous confrontation with the nine-headed bird, he had stopped struggling and escaping, and instead sat down cross-legged, closing his eyes.

The blood-stained robe was already stained with a bit of embarrassment.

But when he sat down, his back was straight, his slender fingers were on his knees, and his left hand was gently pressing the ink ruler, as if he was meditating on pranayama.

However, at the moment when the incense ash fell to the ground and he opened his eyes, he felt like a beast dormant in the dark, and finally attacked!

There was cold madness in his eyes!

At the same time that Pangu's overwhelming divine soul attacked him, his figure also suddenly rose sharply, shooting towards Pangu's divine soul like electricity!

The mood and perception of the first nine generations are hidden in the unique blood of the nine-headed bird, and at the moment of ignition, it is like a long river that rushes into Xie Buchen's soul.

When the incense burned out, Xiuwei had already climbed to the peak of his life.

And he would not want to be killed!

The previous calm and dormancy was just a sacrifice for his life at this moment: he actually wanted to fight back and fight Pangu before he devoured him!

Losing is no different from being devoured, but if you win, you can earn a chance to survive!

If they could live, who would want to die?

Especially Xie Buchen at this moment.

Although his actions and choices are unusually indifferent, he can fall into the eyes of sorrow, but he feels that this is the most real him.

A deceitful and rebellious person who can hibernate in the Ninth Extreme Domain and secretly comprehend the heavens and the earth!

There is no cold and heat, no day and night in the city of vain, only the time that keeps flowing away and the memories that gradually accumulate.

She really couldn't imagine Xie Buchen's state of mind at the moment.

Life is not a subordinate, but what is chess?

She admired him for maintaining absolute calm in such a desperate situation, and she also admired him for still choosing to face it head-on in the face of the devouring of Pangu's divine soul, instead of giving up in despair and waiting for the butcher's knife to fall on her neck.

He's trying to make a possibility out of the impossible!

With a bang, the impact of excessive speed rippled in the void, but the sound was like a muffled thunder rolling.

Xie Buchen's eyes swept over ruthlessly!

The ink ruler held in his left palm turned into an afterimage and shot towards the Pangu Divine Soul, but it shattered and scattered the moment it touched the purple light, and it was actually drawn into countless thin black lines, swallowing forward violently, wrapping and binding the huge purple Divine Soul!

Each black line is transformed by the rules of the universe, large and small, with life and death, ebb and flow, although it is not an actual existence, but the restriction on all existence in the universe is the largest.

Even the spirit of Pangu at this moment can't escape!

"Squeak Squeak......"

The regular black line tightened, and in an instant, it had squeezed the originally huge mass into an extremely small purple dot of light!

It is as detailed as a gnat, but the breath that can be transmitted seems to be able to encompass the entire universe!

The thread of rules binds it, but it can't stop its castration.

What's more, Xie Buchen didn't want to stop its castration.

So he saw this extremely small purple light cutting a thin line in this void, and like a drop of rain, it hit his eyebrows!

The ancestral aperture is where the monk's soul is located.

As soon as Ziguangfu didn't enter, it was like a drop of ink into the water, spreading wildly towards all corners of Xie Buchen's spiritual platform, suppressing his own soul!

And that all-permeating aura also enveloped him at this moment.

At this moment, others were in the void, looking at the sorrow!

The moment their eyes met, the magnificent wasteland split in half!

Seeing sorrow, I saw two people from this glance, two kinds of eyes: one was eternal and silent, witnessing the sea turning into mulberry fields and the top of the mountain turning into an abyss;

In a flash, others have already arrived in front of the sorrow!

In the soul of the gods, there is a battle between heaven and man, but not half a point is left behind in action-

No matter what, kill first!

Xie Buchen is so sober, in this desperate situation where there is no way out, all he can choose is to make a desperate bet!

The first strike is strong, confront the Pangu Divine Soul, and bind it with all the rules he has comprehended, in order to temporarily limit the power of the Pangu Divine Soul, so that the Divine Soul that has accepted the Ninth Generation's state of mind can at least maintain the state of not losing Pangu.

And seeing the sorrow, he said the word "kill Pangu" in a grand manner!

This proves that she will be his and Pangu's common enemy!

Therefore, even if the divine soul has not yet fused, and he has not even decided the winner or loser, he can combine his body and the power of Pangu at the special moment when he will be destroyed but not destroyed, and take her life first!

Only by killing her first can he cut off the final and only concern in this life, and let his state of mind be completely perfected, so as to obtain the last straw that devoured Pangu in turn!

This is his only chance.

And his last chance!

But at this moment, what he saw from his sorrowful eyes was complete sobriety, neither unexpected panic, nor panic in the face of life and death, but only deep pity that could be seen in the bottom of people's hearts......

Also, shallow melancholy!

The past nine lives have been turned into ashes, and there is no cause and effect on him, but the sorrow in this life is an accident caused by him.

They understand each other.

No matter how deep the plan is, they don't need too many words between them, because they can see it too clearly.

If you ignore each other's positions and hatred, you are a true confidant.

Rather, fellow believers!

There were too many things in his mind in an instant, and there was even a puzzle about how to set up this game, but all of this was not as fast as the attack he condensed!

Like a blue bird, the look is high!

When he raised his hand, it was as if he was holding the galaxy in the dark, shaking off the dark stars of a day, and thousands of stars were trembling on his bent fingertips, and then the new ink condensed into black lines, and then melted into an ink ruler that was exactly the same as before!

The only difference is the silence brought by this ink ruler!

If it is said that the previous ink ruler was obtained by Xie Buchen's own understanding by chance, then the ink ruler at this moment is the scepter that he and Pangu measure heaven and earth and dominate the universe!

When the ruler was raised, an icy wind rose.

The wind slashed out from the blunt edge of the ink ruler, but it was like a sharp blade, cracking open the wasteland beneath their feet, tearing it to pieces!

It is the fragment of the wasteland, the shell of Pangu, and the ink line of the overwhelming rules!

Surging like a tide, raging like a tornado!

Rising from all directions, in Xie Buchen's hand, the ink ruler slashed towards the moment of sorrow, and the torrent generally went to see sorrow!

Xie Buchen at this moment is the strongest Xie Buchen, and Pangu at this moment is still the immortal Pangu who has split the origin of the universe!

How can you kill an undead being?

The answer is: put aside all the impossibilities, the remaining one, must be possible!

Seeing that he was standing in the same place, he didn't move a step.

At the moment when the torrent rolled towards her and the ink ruler slashed at her, her eyes lifted, and what she cast was not a gaze, but thousands of eyes!

When you raise your sword, it is like a thousand ghosts.

It looked like he was holding a sword, but in the eyes of everyone who had long been kicked out of the battle circle in the distance, it seemed that the weapon and the posture of each ghost were different!

It's completely impossible to tell whether this moment is a sorrow or all sorrows!

The torrent rushed towards her in an instant, and the ink ruler was cut down almost at the same time!

Countless shadows overlapping in the body of the sorrow were cut off, some directly dissipated in the heaven and earth, turning into chaos again, some became a blur of flesh and blood, became a part of the torrent, and the few intact ones all fell from the body of the sorrow, fell from the void, and fell to the dim stars in the infinite galaxy below!

Heaped into a mountain of corpses!

Flowing into a sea of blood!

Everyone looked at each other, and every corpse was a sorrowful corpse, and they were all sorrowful who died under Xie Buchen's blow!

Only the last shadow remains!

Xie Buchen's ruler pierced the void, and at this moment, it was close to the center of her eyebrows, completely destroying it.

But then I noticed that there was no glimmer of heaven in her hands!

In his place, there was a mortal sword that terrified him!

How can it be?

My mind exploded!

Xie Buchen clearly remembered that before he ascended, he put this sword into the hidden realm of Qingfeng Nunnery, and it was impossible for him to get it for the sorrow of the ascendant!

"Actually, the last two lines of the river map were originally written ......"

A murmur was to want him to die and understand.

At the moment when Xie Buchen saw this sword, he saw that he had directly stabbed him into the chest with a sword, so easy that it was effortless, and he didn't even encounter half of the due obstacles!

Because, something in the sword, is a part of him!

In the end, the world makes people!

Although the two of them can be called confidants of the same way, it is a pity that they have the same skills and different skills, and they also make people in the world, after all, only one of them can control his own destiny!

The other is destined to be martyred.

The three-foot green peak is as bright as autumn water.

The fingers were slender and white, but they seemed to be stained with the coldness of the old smoke and rain. She looked at her almost indifferently, and all the tenderness and rivalry in the past quietly dissipated at this moment.

Is she affectionate or ruthless?

It turned out that the blade of the sword penetrated into the chest, and it was so cold, like a piece of solid ice, freezing that people shivered.

Blood red mixed with purple, soaked the placket of the garment.

Something that had been lost for a long time crept back into his body along the blade of the sword, along the cold.

Seeing sorrow, he suddenly drew his sword, and blood was thrown in an instant!

Xie Buchen opened his mouth, but his voice was drowned out by the strong wind.

He stretched out his hand as hard as he could, trying to grasp something, but all he could grasp was a fluttering corner of his clothes, and in the blink of an eye, it crossed his palm.

It's like when he raised his sword to Xiang Jianchou, she fell in a pool of blood and stretched out her hand, unable to grasp the corner of his clothes......

Everything is empty.

He fell uncontrollably!

At this moment, seeing that sorrow touched his gaze, the sorrow in his heart gushed out for no reason, and a tear finally fell from his eyes: "Pengshan has no way to go! Holy Monarch, cherish ......"