Chapter 158: The Strongest Future

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"I went through this door and never looked back

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Cause and Effect Daojun said.

Seeing sorrow, he stopped in front of the door for a moment, bowed his head, and went to the door alone.

***

In front of the Great Hall of the Heavens, above the Cloud Sea Square.

The huge watermelon is still chasing Xiaojin and spitting out watermelon seeds, one by one, the size of a baby's fist, falling on people, smashing it is a big bag.

Xiao Jin was beaten and screamed.

Seeing that his head was full of bags after a while, he forcibly held back, preferring to die rather than give in: "Even if you beat me to death, I still have to eat melons!"

The big watermelon is even more angry, and when you take a big mouthful, it is a denser watermelon seed, which falls like a rain waterfall!

"Whoa......

Xiao Jin screamed again and fled to the side.

He didn't pay attention to the direction for a moment, and rushed into the crowd.

So, everyone scolded: "Why did you get in! Run, run, run, grandma's monster!"

"Crackle!"

Watermelon seeds fell wildly, and countless people were killed.

There was chaos all over the square.

The rest of the people were afraid of being accidentally injured by the monster above their heads, so they retreated one after another, not daring to approach again.

The circle of watching the battle seemed to have been washed away by the tide, and it was only at this moment that it had expanded a hundred feet away!

Xiao Jin wanted to cry without tears.

What a break is the door of right and wrong, it's a trick!

He ran as fast as he could, skimming through the six doors at a rapid pace, and as he ran, he felt that something was wrong.

"Why didn't you keep beating me?"

The watermelon seeds that fell all over the sky disappeared, and even the huge shadow on the ground was gone.

The big watermelon didn't chase him anymore?

Jin stopped, looked behind him, and his eyes widened.

Fang Cai, who was still chasing Xiao Jin's big watermelon running all over the sky, turned his huge body in mid-air, and looked at a huge gate below.

It was the door to the southwest, Jiang Wenchao.

One step later, Jiang Wenchao's figure appeared on this side of the giant gate.

Accompanying his figure was ......

A stone wall.

The dark emerald moss is overgrown, and there are hundreds of ancient words, and the strokes are extremely neat, and even in the cracks of these comparisons, there are tiny mosses.

"Three Provincial Cliffs".

Three words, the pen is strong, and it seems to have a gloomy confession, falling on the far right side of the stone wall

The moment this stone wall appeared, everyone suddenly felt that strange aura.

Dejected.

Fear.

And also......

Repentance, torture.

Everyone has a little bit or two of sin in their hearts, so from the incomprehensible words on this stone wall, a hidden emotion is hooked......

The big watermelon naturally saw it, but it really didn't have any emotions, only one mouth, and in the stunned eyes of everyone, it spit a few mouthfuls of watermelon seeds on that stone wall.

"Crackling. ”

The watermelon seeds were all smashed on the stone wall with the wind.

β€œβ€¦β€¦β€

No harm was caused.

Jiang Wenchao stood in front of his giant door, looking at the big watermelon "floating" in mid-air with an almost expressionless face.

Xiao Jin watched this scene from afar, and a cold sweat immediately broke out on his head.

It's over, this stupid watermelon seems to have kicked the iron plate.

But......

The last attempt was the battle between the phantom bodies, wasn't that the battle between the big watermelon and the stone wall?

That is, nothing else?

Thinking of this, Xiao Jin suddenly became happy, and was about to take out the watermelon again and start gnawing it, but the smile only appeared on his face, and the watermelon in the sky seemed to have eyes on the back of his head, and he turned around at once, rushed towards him, and continued to spit out watermelon seeds!

"Mother, why is it still me!"

Xiao Jin was so frightened that he ran away, and couldn't help but shout loudly in grief.

"Hahahaha......"

This scene immediately amused the crowd of onlookers in the distance.

So that you ran away just now, and you can't live for your own iniquity!

However, the people of Fudao Mountain did not smile, but only looked at the stone wall of Jiang Wenchao with interest, and couldn't help but ask: "What's the matter with your three provincial cliffs?"

"The younger generation is reminiscent of the old things and has resentment. But the good and evil of others have nothing to do with the good and evil of younger generations. If there is resentment, but it only increases the troubles on the cultivation level, and the resentment arises, then the three provinces of my body, and the murderous heart arises, and the three provinces of my body. ”

Jiang Wenchao replied.

Perhaps there were many people who were sorry for him in the past, but they did not sin to death.

In the door of right and non-cause and effect, he saw where his deepest knot in the past thirty years was-

It's just that once he made a mistake in his cultivation and his talent was exhausted, the teachers who had high hopes for him in the past blamed him......

In those years, the regressive cultivation did not make him suffer, only the warmth and coldness that he had tasted in the past thirty years made him feel cold.

Hate?

Resentment?

Want them to really know who they are now?

Both

But the most important thing is that one thought is wrong, and it almost turns into a big mistake.

People in the world can despise him, hate him, and fall into the well at any time, but he Jiang Wenchao should not be a person who is light, evil, and at any time to fall into the well of others.

The three provinces and my body, although they are not saints, are not far apart.

Facing the searching gaze of the mountain people and Hengxu real people, Jiang Wenchao was neither humble nor arrogant, but only bowed his hand.

"The heart is clear and benevolent, the pearl has been dusty for 30 years, and it is time to shine......"

Hengxu Zhenren sighed, which was regarded as appreciation.

The Fudao mountain man also nodded.

There are already two people in the field who have phantom bodies, a strange watermelon essence, and a rigid three-province cliff......

It seems that if you want to fight, you have to wait for others to come out.

Southwest.

Like the figure of the playboy, he appeared behind the door almost immediately afterwards.

Everyone immediately looked over excitedly, and then they were all stunned.

Why do you feel like a playboy's complexion, which seems to be a little bad?

It's not just bad, it's just a pale complexion, and even as dark as the bottom of a pot!

The fragrant flowers on the placket of the clothes all seemed to feel the anger of their masters, and tightly shrunk themselves into a ball of flower bones, and none of them dared to bloom a single petal.

What happened to make a dude who has always been smiling like a tiger show such a look?

Such doubts appeared in everyone's hearts.

Soon, however, the answer emerged.

As the playboy walked out step by step, a phantom shadow gradually condensed from the gate, followed by the sorrowful boy, and appeared in everyone's field of vision.

It turned out to be a three-foot tall giant!

Fierce expression, staring at the big eyes of brass bells, lips wearing a dozen iron rings, fangs piercing out, dark skin, mound muscles, hard like iron lumps, shoulders outstretched, as wide as a hill, arms above the knees, like apes, feet thick, black hair like weeds, covering them......

Everyone was stupid.

This......

What the hell!

On the land of Nineteen Continents, there are still such majestic "people"?!

Far away, Qian Que held his little abacus, his heart beat faster, and he was almost scared to death by this scene: "Why do you feel like a demon monkey ......?"

"Yes*

。 ”

A voice was distinct.

Qian Que let out an "ah", the tail note went up, and he looked back in surprise, only to see Meng Xizhou with an amazed face, staring at the giant in the field, and his eyes were not wrong.

"What do you mean?"

Meng Xizhou touched his chin and laughed strangely: "Isn't this simple? The phantom body is what the mind sees, if the playboy has no desire for *, how can this thing appear?"

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There was nothing to say, and it was not good not to respond, thinking for a long time, Qian Que finally rolled his eyes at Meng Xizhou.

The phantom body of Playboy is a giant, which is obviously not in line with the aesthetics of Playboy himself.

Everyone laughed.

Only the eyes of the Fudao Mountain people shuttled back and forth among the three phantom bodies, and finally showed a treacherous smile: Hehe, the show is coming.

The phantom body originates from the monk's heart, with positive and negative sides, and its form reflects the monk's inner sister to a certain extent.

Generally speaking, a monk with a strong heart and a stable mind will have a higher strength in his illusion body.

The last game is a pure "heart-to-heart".

As for who wins and who loses, that's up to you to see the real chapter.

Originally, the big watermelon in the field couldn't fight with the Three Provinces Cliff, but it was different as soon as this savage giant appeared.

The first one to turn around and look at the past was the big watermelon that had been chasing Xiao Jin wildly.

Secondly, it is the rigid three-province cliff.

The Three Provincial Cliffs, as the name suggests, are for people to have three stars.

After the big watermelon flew towards the giant, the cliff surface of the three provinces emitted a purple and blue light, and it also turned in the direction of the giant.

"Bang!"

On every word on the wall, a ray of light was thrown, and it hit the giant directly.

The giant roared, and then raised his fist and rushed towards the stone wall, as if sensing the threat of the stone wall, and wanted to smash it first.

It's just that......

When everyone was nervous, when the giant took a step, the big watermelon's body shook, and a piece of emerald green watermelon peeled off its body in an instant, as fast as lightning, and when there was no room for it, it shoved towards the giant's feet!

"Whoa!"

The three-foot-tall giant actually stepped directly on the watermelon peel and fell!

"Bang!"

The burly hill smashed down, and the mountain shook suddenly.

The light of the cliff wall of the three provinces, which was heading towards the giant, did not expect the current scene at all, and immediately hit the air and smashed straight to the ground, with traces of potholes.

β€œβ€¦β€¦β€

Like the face of the playboy, it can no longer be described as difficult to describe

At this moment, Kungo was quiet.

β€œβ€¦β€¦β€

The Fudao mountain man took the chicken leg and looked at it in a daze, and it took a long time to react: "Watermelon skin, hahahaha laughed at the dead mountain man, hahahaha......"

Laugh!

Rampant attitude!

No face!

The rest of the people finally couldn't hold back and burst out laughing.

Watermelon rind!

This is amazing!

The entire sky over Kunwu suddenly fell to the ground.

The giant finally got up from the ground, his face was full of anger, and he immediately gave up the Sansheng Cliff, which was the first to attack him, and attacked the big watermelon instead.

The big watermelon flies in the air, its body is flexible, and its big mouth is a steady stream of watermelon seeds spewing out, all of which are as hard as stones.

Hit on the person, and for a moment he fell into the flesh, and blood splattered.

The whole scene suddenly became bloody.

As if unconscious, the giant continued to take a step forward, clenching his fist so that the muscles on his entire right arm swelled in a circle.

A dignified punch, boom!

Thundered.

Energetic as a sword, rushing forward!

Sincere!

A burst of energy passed directly through a small piece of red flesh exposed from a large watermelon, leaving a hole.

The big watermelon was in pain, his eyebrows were angry, his sharp teeth were bared, and the green light on his body rose.

The watermelon skin around him suddenly sparkled like jade.

Bang Bang Bang!

The energy hit the watermelon skin, leaving only a shallow white mark.

"Hahaha-"

The laughter stopped.

Everyone was stunned by the change in front of them: although this watermelon looks a little funny, its combat effectiveness is really not bad!

originally thought it was just a farce, but where did I think that there was real material hidden in the farce?

Everyone who was laughing almost simultaneously put away their original contempt and put their attention into this scuffle again.

When the left-hand stream first came out of the cause and effect, he saw this......

It's a comical scene.

A big watermelon and a three-foot-tall giant pinched you to death, one flew in the sky, the other chased on the ground, and there was a wall-like thing next to it, waiting for the opportunity to move, from time to time throwing a few blue-purple rays of light into it to make trouble......

What the hell is this?

Left stream, one head and two large

He looked to the left, and when Senior Sister Yashan saw that he and Xiahou Yu of the Demon Sealing Sword Sect had not come out yet, he looked to the right, and Jiang Wenchao, Xiao Jin, and Playboy were already standing outside.

……

The three things that are fighting in a mess in the field can't be their phantom bodies, right?

Such a terrifying thought came to his mind, and when Zuoliu looked back, the giant gate was empty, and nothing appeared, and he came out after being beaten into two fools by the group of people he admired, and he didn't get anything?

"Where's your phantom?"

In the distance, the Fudao mountain people saw him who had just come out and raised their voices to ask.

Zuo Liu heard this, and almost burst into tears: "Elder, I also want to ask you, why do they have it, but I don't?"

"No?"

The Fudao mountain people were stunned for a moment.

"How can you play without you、Ahhh

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Everyone who heard this question and answer had an urge to hold their foreheads.

Left stream face collapse.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

Fudao Shanren finally realized that he was wrong, he looked at Zuoliu carefully and pondered for a moment, and said an extremely profound sentence: "No, it's also a phantom body, it seems that you have to rely on yourself." ”

"Huh?!"

On your own?

Fart!

The left stream of eyes moved towards the middle of the field: a big watermelon like a demon king, a muscular savage like a giant ape...... There is also an indescribable, three-province cliff that inserts a needle at the sight......

"I can't fight!!"

He thought that his phantom body would be the powerful monk who signed him up, but now he actually said "no" is also an illusion body?

It's just too bad!

The battlefield in front of me was so terrifying that I turned around and wanted to run away.

Unexpectedly, this fear had just risen, and the cliffs of the three provinces that were chasing the giants on one side were immediately perceived, and as soon as the direction turned, they immediately rushed towards the left.

"Mother!"

The left exile was so frightened that he had hair on his legs and fled away in a puff of smoke.

It's just that......

And where is it so easy to run away?

"If you are afraid, save it!"

The hoarse sound was like a stone wall rubbing out, coming from the top of the cliff of the three provinces

The blue-purple light flashed, and the speed of the three provincial cliffs skyrocketed, and in the blink of an eye, he caught up with the left stream, and without hesitation, he slapped towards the left stream, and the blue-purple light was intertwined in a net, and the left stream was immediately tied into a big dumpling.

"What is your grandmother doing here! Let go of me, let go of me!"

Zuoliu struggled desperately, but his emotions began to float.

Am I doing something wrong?

Isn't it right for me to do that?

How can I yell at someone?

How can I back down on the spot?

……

The same mistake appears in an instant.

Zuoliu, who was wrapped into a big dumpling, was like a captive, entangled in blue-purple light, dragging behind the cliff of the three provinces, like a prisoner.

Three provinces and three provinces are such three provinces.

It's ruthless!

For the first time, everyone saw the power of Jiang Wenchao's phantom body, and they couldn't help but be speechless.

It's just that......

Although the battle was fierce, I always felt that something was missing.

Finally, someone couldn't help but ask, "What about the other two?"

"yes......"

Now there are only four, and what about two?

Everyone's eyes were all cast on the remaining two doors: due east is sad, and northeast Xiahou is pardoned.

The complicated pictures have all disappeared from these two doors.

The ten-zhang high giant gate has not moved so far, which makes people can't help but be suspicious.

"It's been so long, why haven't you come out yet?"

"Or maybe it's a special time to come out late and reap the benefits of the fisherman?"

"Who knows, there's no movement at all......"

"It can't be something happening in there, right?"

……

If you don't think about it, when you think about it, everyone only feels that they are scratching their hearts and lungs, and they can't wait to open the two doors to see what happened to Jianchou and Xiahou Yu.

The disciples of Yashan also frowned, a little worried.

On the Jiutou River, the angler put the fishing rod aside and looked up......

***

Inside the giant gate.

Seeing that the sad figure was gone, only the green-robed woman was left standing in place, looking back at this void.

As if sensing the summons of something, the two-zhang lawless and impermanent dragon vein that was originally thrown into the sky under her finger actually pulled out of the sky and drilled into the giant door

At this moment, the giant door on the side of the green-robed woman completely closed and turned into a phantom that gradually faded out, leading into darkness.

So, the corners of her lips hooked, her body scattered, and turned into a crystal green leaf.

A tender palm stretched out from the void, and with a slight touch of his finger, he caught this green leaf.

Beyond the giant gate, a vision has emerged.

A thick black gas gushed out from the giant gate due east, and it was gloomy.

But at the same time, there is also a mighty aura that covers the heavens and the earth.

A figure, from small to large, gradually closes.

Someone shouted, "Come out!"

Countless people looked sideways.

All eyes were on it.

Inside the gate, the figure finally became clearer and clearer.

One-step.

Seeing sorrow, he stepped out of the door, and finally stood on the vast cloud square again.

Many people breathed a sigh of relief, but at the moment when they saw the sorrow standing, the sky behind her suddenly became hazy.

Black cracks, accompanied by visions.

Thousands of miles of bleak yellow clouds filled the sky, gloomy and rainy, and blue lightning streaked across the sky, illuminating the outline of the main hall below.

Broken bones were all over the floor.

At the front of the hall was a high staircase made of nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine forest skulls.

A throne of bones, resting at the end of the steps.

On the throne, a woman sits upright.

She held a monstrous axe in her right hand.

The demon pattern is all over the place, the crimson pattern beats like the blood of a human being, and a black and white bead is inlaid on the back.

In his left hand, he held a rusty six-foot sword.

The three characters are engraved on the blade, and the edge of the sharp blade has wavy lines.

A deep red mark opened a line from the tip of the sword to the sword body, and the blood stains were shocking.

Twelve crowns were worn on top of her head, and she sat solemnly at the highest point of the hall in a gown embroidered with intricate blood patterns on a dark ink background, with her back straight.

Under the deep eyes, there is a calmness that peeks through the mortal dust, and between the delicate eyebrows, there is an inviolable majesty.

Rivers of blood flowed and mountains of bones.

Shura land, Abi field.

Tens of thousands of evil spirits prostrate on the ground, only to herβ€”

Worship!