Chapter 50: The Victims, the Givers, and the Marauders

I swallow it with my life!

The monkey's eyes lit up, his grin was full of sharp teeth, and his body was covered with scars: "Barbarian, your descendants have been weakened to such a point, the vast sky, boundless chaos, you need a dragon clan to support the backbone, what you and Ember have done has been in vain, sad!" Then let me avenge you, this chaos can be barbaric, but it can't be without soul! “

The monkey spoke incomprehensibly, and the lava and blood on his body burned, as if the darkness of the world needed the flames on his body to purify everything.

Man, who is it?

In the void, Ao Buregret crossed his knees, the dragon's eyes were glowing with cold light, and the nine pairs of horns were flowing with golden light, which was extraordinary.

Barbarian, that is the first humanoid creature in Chaos, the ancestor of the human race, a fool who unswervingly defends Chaos, and his successor, Fire Barbarian Ember, in order to maintain this universe, is willing to be cursed by me to perish forever.

But the barbarian is still extinct, and Chaos insists on awakening, so I can't help but be ruthless, and kill his hope again and again.

There are seventeen pieces of the Chaos Dao Sea that have been destroyed in my hands, and countless children of Chaos have died in my hands. If I don't die, he won't want to wake up!

Ao Buregret's face was expressionless, but the corners of his mouth pulled up a sneer: "It's a pity that with your near-eternal lifespan, because your own curse is already few, if you die, the Hongmeng True Realm will rise from protection." That's why you're suppressed in this Child of Chaos, you alone don't have the power to destroy this world, am I right? “

Wukong applauded and slowly stepped down from the throne of lava and blood, unabashedly appreciating: "Smart, I have run out of oil, except for the forbidden word, I don't have enough life to withstand the backlash of the Netherworld karma and devouring life of the Hongmeng True Realm."

"So you need to borrow the power of the Prison Officials to destroy a True Realm, except for our gang of Heavenly Dragons who dare to oppose Chaos, and fight against the Netherworld. How many of them died because of you and me? “

The meaning of Ao Bu's words is very clear, how many people in the Heavenly Realm have dedicated their lives to Wukong's plan.

"There's only one." The monkey spoke indifferently.

Zulong, Ao Buzun!

"That's right."

No wonder, no wonder he was so weak that he couldn't even stop the sword of a Blood Demon Asura!

The blood dragon laughed wildly and groaned, with tears in his blood, and his cracked jaw burst out of a massive amount of immortal spirit qi and heavenly spirit qi, but he was still frantically absorbing the soul devouring sea, like a demon!

The forbidden word recipe was quickly imprinted into his mind, and one by one the seals made of extreme flames and funeral ghost winds intertwined into his body, compressing the Soul Devouring Sea that had expanded to the extreme, the sea of blood surging, the droplets turned into crystals, and the endless Soul Devouring Sea slowly solidified, and the soul of death shouted to accept this sudden gift, and the blood-colored armor was engraved like flames, looking up to the sky and roaring!

"Into my sea of blood, immortal and immortal; Fight for me, fight for me! A **** sun rose from the back of the dragon's head, and the golden flames burned brightly, and there was an inexplicable majesty emanating from it.

Stealing a wisp of Xuanhuang fire protected by the vicissitudes of the Hongmeng True Realm, you can avoid the three major disasters and five tribulations, and you can avoid the five decays of the great heavens and people, I don't believe it, this world, what can I do to you!

The monkey's methods are decisive and vicious, countering his body with his human way, the Hongmeng True Realm uses its own suppressive power to suppress the monkey Wukong, and uses the stripping to control his actions, and the monkey also uses the color and detains the Holy Dao Xuanhuang Fire to the enemy of the Hongmeng True Realm!

"I, blessed by heaven, feel great." Ao Bu regretted smiling and letting himself be wrapped in the Soul Devouring Sea.

Digestion and absorption, it is better to become yours directly, I have a side of torture soul purgatory, you go directly, if you can't climb out after 10,000 years, I will collect the body for you.

Years? I still have a lot of things to do.

Ao Buregret frowned, and the dragon scales opened and closed like blades colliding.

Ten thousand years are like a day, and when you walk through the soul torture purgatory, it may only be ten years before you get out again. The monkey said patiently.

"Ten years, that's too long." He muttered in a low voice, but without any further hesitation, the dragon's body plunged straight into the cracked black hole on the monkey throne.

That...... It's not the Hongmeng True Realm, but the ruins of a place called the Fire Barbarian River, where an amazing guy was once born, named Huo Man Yi Ash!

Ao Qianye's long hair fluttered, and he looked at Emperor Jiang and the others who broke into the Void Temple at the same time: "You and others retreat, my son has his own king to take care of him here, and they will go back and wait for him to return."

Or die here.

The Dragon Emperor muttered, rolled up his sleeves, and was pushed out of the Void Temple at the same time along with Emperor Xuanyuan and his party, and when he opened his eyes, he had already returned to the Poyang Pass in Bishui Prefecture.

"That guy actually has such a domineering Lao Tzu, I'm so envious." Yu Yuan laughed dryly twice, and crashed headlong into the body of Xiaoyaohou.

Poyang Pass didn't find that Xiaoyao Hou had changed his appearance, nor did he find that there were three more unfathomable guys around Xiaoyao Hou - Emperor Jiang, Ghost Buming, and Emperor Xuanyuan.

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Temple of the Void

Ao Qianye and Wukong stood together, watching the Void Temple, which had lost its spiritual pillar, collapse with an expressionless face, and all kinds of power sources collided and erupted in all directions.

Since it is ahead of time, then take advantage of the situation and let it take a look, the chaos that gave birth to countless lives is not the garden where it kills and kills, and it is not the territory where it acts recklessly.

"Old man, fight to the end, for our fate." The monkey murmured, pulling out a gold thread in both hands, the gold thread swelled, rising to the thickness of the bowl in the storm, and the cracks depicted the vicissitudes of life.

"Fight." Ao Qianye let out a low roar, and a dragon mound appeared out of thin air, and smashed into the Origin Sea at the same time as the lava throne, the dragon rose from the chaos, and the god of war laughed endlessly!

He carried more, and countless eyes watched him move forward, as a sacrifice, a giver, an avenger.

"Heaven and earth are boundless, but the shackles are difficult to break; Chaos is spiritless, who wants to paint the ground for the prison to swallow the bitter fruit. If you don't get lost and know how to return, the deity will fight for eternity, shatter your boundless fixation, curse and sink together, and return all the spirits of the world to a blue sky! "The monkey roared, the whole body was draped, a phoenix-winged gilt crown danced in the wind, a pair of pure kicking clouds stood in the void, and the end was heroic and extraordinary, how could a spirit!

No one knows what it really means to suppress another world that has long since disappeared and no one has seen again. Or suppress this evil spirit breeding and plotting against the heavens and earth.

Blessing to the soul, taking the avenue as its own responsibility, taking karma as the audience's suffering, and seeking truth and righteousness as a big dream.

All living beings can be prison officials.

Three thousand paths, three thousand reincarnations, three flowers, three thousand worlds, some defenses and sacrifices that are destined not to be praised by the blood of all things, unfold when no one notices, and end when all things are lonely.

Ao Qianye, the god of war of the Heavenly Pole Dao, is side by side with Your Excellency! The Dragon Emperor is free and easy by nature, and he is really comfortable traveling in all directions.

The emptiness of Wukong is an honor. The monkey grinned and looked murderous.

A cavity of rough blood collided with lava, boiling over the cold nothingness.