I thought I had gone so far that I couldn't turn back.

"Hehe~!"

Laugh at the destruction of the nebula, laugh is the heart, and see yesterday.

What was the path of your own?

Bloody.

I used to be a genius, the proudest kind, I also used my hand as a sword, killing a pleasure, I also used my hand as a knife, fighting a pleasure.

At that time, I was the most outstanding genius of the 100,000 Great Mountains.

"Hmph~!"

Who dared to stand in my way at that time.

All the way is like a bamboo, all the way unstoppable.

"Haha~~!"

I stand at the top and laugh, I am a genius, genius grows up like this, at my feet, my peers are some sentient beings, they don't even want to touch themselves, they can't even look at it.

"Hey~!"

I have forged this road to heaven with blood, in the back, genius has become a hero, since ancient times heroes are the loneliest, the peak is the coldest, at that time, I killed my peers to break without my hands, killing them defiled my hands, a look, a look, they have to die, between black and white their lives have to die.

"Hehe~!"

Think about that day, discover a novelty, discover an alien.

It.

I don't know what kind of seed it is, but what I can remember is that under my own eyes, I gave it a black and white, but it was still alive.

'Hey~!'

It's its laughter.

The blood in its mouth kept surging, and it stared at itself with blood, and its gloomy and bloody eyes made this moment fresh in its memory.

"Hey, hey!"

It laughed.

It smiled and said to itself, "You will die, you will also die, the cycle of karma is unpleasant, you have created so much killing karma, you will definitely kill in your own hands." ”

"Whew~!"

The wind blows.

The wind blew through its pale face.

"Yourself~?"

It says itself.

It was I who asked with a sneer and a whisper, I remember the look on my face at that time, the smug was the majority, the sneer must have been the color at that time, and I remember what I said at that time: "Yes, kill yourself, it sounds like you are very excited." ”

Remember to say.

Again, I remember what I did.

The palm of his hand moved, raised, and detained the soul of this lovely guy who was gradually dissipating in the air, and looked at it coldly: "Heh, what did you say, what does it look like to kill yourself?"

"Whew~!"

Having said that, I did.

I manipulated its soul to nail its bones to its throat, isn't this killing myself, isn't this sending myself on my last ride.

"Haha, that's how you kill yourself. ”

Smug.

Happy.

The genius discovered the new world, and the genius intends to establish his own kingdom in the new world, control, kill with a sword, die at a glance, although it is very pleasant, but the control, the feeling of controlling his spiritual life and death in this world is really cool, and the feeling of playing with and in the palm of his hand is really cool.

I'm addicted.

My way of killing has changed.

"Heha~!"

"Play~!"

"Hehe, it seems to be over......"

I was labeled as a 'plaything' by the elders who led the way, but I was naturally arrogant, and of course I will not repent.

"Hey~!"

When my eyes were closed, it was dark, and I wasn't smiling.

I cried with sadness.

"Haha~!"

My eyes are open, it's dawn, maybe there will be tears in the corners of my eyes, but I will definitely not admit that I cried.

"Hehe~~"

I think it was once.

There are elders who tell me where the truth is, but I have gone so far that I can't turn back, what can I do now, cover my head and continue to laugh, continue to kill in my own way.

"Haha~~!"

Laughing and crazy.

Thinking about it, he is also crazy, and now, this candle yin seems to be really crazy, his face is as pale as paper, and his eyes are full of emptiness, which adds to his sluggishness.

What's wrong?

Was it too much of a blow?

After all, in front of him, what was staged can be described as a storm and nebula splitting, destroying all the way, and the candle yin is stealing and grabbing the means that cannot be derived and formed, under the arming of Han Xianri Feng with the starlight, but there is only one of five, originally ten bodies, ten suns and moons, this moment is so dim, only two of the same two broken bodies are left.

"Hehe~!"

Is this a blow?

Of course, such a blow is not insignificant.

This is a good indication that you are on the wrong path.

It's crazy, it's normal.

At this moment, the only remaining sun and moon, and extraordinary and evil, are more like a piercing irony, scraping like a razor on the already weak dignity of the candle.

"Hehe~!"

It's true?

Is that what candlesticks think?

That's how I laugh.

At least that's what I, Han Xian, thought when I looked at the pale and howling candle in front of me, and understood its psychology like this.

'Hehe~!'

I see.

The heart of a villain, the belly of a gentleman?

It went crazy.

In my own eyes, Candle Yin is crazy, so as an enemy, of course I have to take advantage of this rare opportunity to fall into the well, send two knives, laugh twice, maybe it will really lose its heart and die violently.

I raised my eyebrows and whispered in a deep voice, and I said, "Is that all, hehe, hehe, is this all this?"

Laughing, his brow furrowed.

I continued, "Still like that. ”

"Whew~!"

Taunt the despised boning knife.

Damn.

"Hiss~~!"

Crushed all the way, all the way through the air, it was nailed to the body of the candlestick.

Overwhelmed?

Catch a packet?

Dead?

Says who?

Since ancient times, the way of heaven has often changed, and the look of the candle yin in charge of the sky is even more changeable, listening to the voice, hearing his own words, it actually seems to have swallowed a panacea, calm as if to go to the moon, a pair of eyes are quiet, a face is calm, a demon is gloomy and terrible.

"Whew~!"

Breathing, in the breath of the candle yin, its originally pale complexion suddenly turned ruddy, and even the heavenly sun and the moon above its head were surging in an instant, as if they were eternal.

The top and bottom are the same.

Extraordinary makeover, so quiet, like a vast Heavenly Dao Divine Monarch.

The evil has been reborn, and he is so hazy, and he is the reincarnation emperor of fate.

"This?"

Seeing in front of him, he couldn't help but be a little stunned, as if Candle Yin was acting, and the crazy trick it staged in front of his eyes was hiding people's ears and eyes at the same time, and it also teased himself very well.

"Pap, pap, pap~~~!"

"Hehe~~!"

The sound of palms clapping.

A happy sound.

Such a full-fledged performance, of course, there must be applause here.

I was enthusiastic, and I was smiling happily, and then I smiled and said: "What can I do, change the soup or not the medicine, or these, isn't it the same boring?"

Do you think you can be king by changing your clothes?

Do you think you can disguise yourself as a big guy if you are glamorous?

Amusing.

"Hahahaha~~!"

The things in my bones don't change, it's still ridiculous, ridiculous, I laughed so loudly.

"Hehehe~!"

It's also happy.

Accompanied, Candle Yin is accompanied, accompanied by laughter, and when Han Xian finished laughing, Candle Yin's face is harmonious as if the old god is in the elder, and said: "Yes, yes, yes, after all, they are all the same ending, are they all dead, are they the same ending." ”

The conversation stopped.

"Boom~!"

The Extraordinary Divine Monarch Heaven and Earth exploded.

Extraordinary, extraordinary, extraordinary, it is really not a mortal species, just around it, highlighting the majestic and compassionate Buddhas, their eyes are staring at themselves, staring coldly, looking deadly.

What is this trying to do?

"Amitabha~!"

Buddha name?

"Whew~!"

The Buddha's light is surging, this should be the method of transcendence.

"Hmph~~!"

Seeing this, I immediately snorted coldly, there is a big Buddha living in my heart, I will still be afraid of you bald donkeys, I want to try the Dharma between us who is more orthodox.

"Whew~!"

The demon knife is hidden, the face is holy, and the palm is a five-fingered heaven, and it is pushed flat.

"Bang bang~!"

All the way to heaven is a holy place, and the bald donkeys that have evolved from the extraordinary have fallen down one after another, all of them have fallen into the Buddha's palm, and their methods have been shattered by their own Buddha's palms.

Seal the palm of the Buddha's face.

"Amitabha~!"

See the sound of the Buddha's trumpet again.

Extraordinary Venerable Shadows, all of them are merciful and holy, their expressions are kind, happy, and evil, and they say in unison: "Hum, well, what, ah, ah, ah, ah..."

What the?

Wide-eyed, bursting eyeballs, what?

"Uh~~!"

I was stunned, what kind of means is this, this means seems to be familiar, isn't this the law of building its own Buddha, why is it here, what are the bald donkeys trying to do when they sing this?

"Whew~!"

Don't think too much about it.

You don't have to think about it yourself.

These six-character mantras reveal their true meaning, they swell and condense into practice, they converge into a square circle, shaking and breathing in the wind.

"Buzz~!"

A moment.

It's that I'm still surprised, but the world around me has changed, and the six characters of the mantra are like Buddhist law enforcers, and they gather around as if they want to purge the infidels.

"Whew~!"

Enforcers can be killed.

The victor is king, and the living existence is the orthodoxy of the Tao.

His face was holy, and his palms were sealed with Buddha seals, and he couldn't stop clapping, and suddenly his palm prints flew all over the sky, intending to smash the prison of mantra and defend the orthodoxy of his own way.

"Whew~~!"

Mud cattle into the sea.

The Truth Prison, the Heavenly Dao is vast.

The palm print of his own body slapped on it like air passing through a tree, only alarming the treetops for a few minutes, and after a few minutes, nothing was left.

What didn't leave was itself, so here it came.

"Whew~~!"

The mantra, the Buddha's light is holy, the Buddha's light moves, they float like chains around their bodies, and suddenly their hands and feet are tied, becoming a big zongzi that can still stand.

More like a tumbler.

"Ah~~!"

The Buddha's wrath is also a demonic roar.

Struggle.

His bloody eyes were red, his face was bruised, and his arms were constantly moving, but he was choked, and he was choked from the six words of the mantra and realized the profundity of the Dharma at the same time, he really sensed a trace of it.

And that 'other meaning' is the root that binds oneself.

So what is it?

Unpredictable, incomprehensible, as ethereal as heaven.

The Candle Yin Divine Beast is a genius, and the Dharma Demon Dao stole the inner part of Han Xian, which is just the limit of what the Derivation Dao itself can derive.

It's genius.

A genius who has gone astray, but has been walking, who dares to say that this path has always been wrong.

"Whew~!"

The most elusive thing in the world is, of course, the Heavenly Dao.

The Heavenly Dao is bound to its form, and at this moment, he is being detained by the Heavenly Dao, so how can he struggle, is it only possible for the people under the Heavenly Dao to accept their fate?

"Hmph~!"

Isn't cultivating the Tao exactly the possibility of struggling with the impossible?

"Boom~~!"

Struggling, the hideous struggle of the heavenly way regressed and loosened, but just when he had breathing space, he moved again, the evil moved, its body went high, its eyes flowed, and suddenly the platform was raised, row upon row, and the steps were like ascending to the sky.

But under the side of the demon, this high platform is indeed the final place of the reincarnation of fate.

It's cold.

Blood spilled field.

The high platform here is a guillotine.