"The stronger your supernatural powers, the sharper the knife, the faster the destruction of the world, and the more you can achieve the effect of alerting human nature."

"As for why I didn't destroy the world with my own hands? It's simple: as you say, I'm a living being. As long as you have wisdom, you will inevitably have selfishness! And this is a world that I have created with my own hands, how can I be willing to destroy it with my own hands? That's why you need a knife like you! ”

"I say that now, do you understand?"

"Hehe, the human world was founded from greed, and it will be doomed to be destroyed by greed, this is the cycle of cause and effect, this is the true way of heaven!"

"It's just a pity that Jizo and others still think I'm ignorant and unconscious......"

The thunder rumbled, and it was Hongjun who kept expressing the pride in his heart, and it fell on Han Feng's ears, and it was all showmanship.

Right! It's a show!

The ridicule and ridicule of the master to the mastered!

The ruthlessness and indifference of the strong to the weak are vividly reflected in this moment.

Isn't it because you don't want to continue playing because you don't want to continue playing?

I am full of selfishness, and I wonder if my heart is not ancient?

Phew!

I despise! I'm disgusted! I hate! I'm ...... How can it be?

Man is a sword, I am a fish. It's not that I don't want to do it, but I can't do it!

Heaven and earth are unkind, with all things as dogs, even though Lao Tzu is invincible in the Three Realms, but now this dead old man occupies the core of the small universe, no matter how great his ability is, he can't use the slightest. Except for waiting quietly for death, there is no way to resist at all.

As for borrowing Lao Tzu's hand to destroy the world? Hey, hey, aren't you thinking too much!

It's a big deal, Lao Tzu will cut himself now, and he must not let his blood relatives flow like a river of blood under his hands, and he will not be blind!

"You want to die now?" Hongjun suddenly exploded a huge thunderbolt, and then laughed softly:

"I admit that your current true cultivation is indeed slightly stronger than mine...... But so what? After all, this world was created by me, and as long as there is a trace of primordial spirit, I can control everything! And no matter how high your magical power is, you are destined to be a sharp blade in my hand, even if you want to die, you can't get it! ”

"A knife is a knife, and there should be an awareness of a knife! And I'm the one who holds the knife, the one who really controls your destiny! ”

"Otherwise, do you really think that this secret of the underworld is really a blessing from God? Hey, if it's true, then I'm God! ”

Han Feng was held to the point, without the power to resist, listening to what he said, it was impossible to change it anymore, and he couldn't help but feel like ashes, puffed up the last bit of unwillingness, and asked hoarsely:

"The old man who gave me the Soul Mirror before he died......"

"Yes, it's the deity!" Hongjun's voice was full of laughter, but to Han Feng's ears, it was extremely vicious!

"Old man, aren't you afraid that what will happen to Lao Tzu after refining the secret of the underworld, but then he is out of your control?"

Hongjun smiled proudly:

"It looks like you're really stupid...... You wouldn't think about it, what a big thing it must be that Jizo and the Ten Hall Yamas tried in vain to refine the Lingshan of the Difu and wanted to hijack my primordial spirit? How could I be ignorant? If it weren't for my old man wanting to play a little longer, how could he easily let go of Jizo and the others? I'm not afraid to tell you the truth, until now, Jizo still thought his plan was seamless! Hahahaha......"

Han Feng rolled his eyes and said weakly:

"So, everything after me is in your plan? Not a little off? ”

Hongjun suddenly suppressed his laughter, and after a little groaning, he said:

"It's not without ...... Like your strange non-human creatures, and the monsters you encounter, both of these things are very surprising. However, it is still under my control, and I can't make much of a storm. So, you're still ......"

"You mean Little Spirit? And the berserkers of the planet Cambina? ”

Han Feng smiled dumbly, and his heart was sour and unspeakable.

In fact, as Hongjun said, Xiaoling is just a smart machine that holds the most powerful scientific and technological power in the universe...... But so what? Is it still possible to compete for supremacy in the confrontation at the pure cultivation level? Not to mention the monsters of the Berserker Clan, it is impossible for them to be Hongjun's opponent at all. These two forces really can't save their own fate. It seems that it is destined to become a sharp knife in Hongjun's hands.

The crazy brother was very depressed, and was silent for a long time, before he asked weakly:

"Guanyin once left a message, saying that the catastrophe had already come, but why did you really appear now?"

Hongjun laughed again:

"It's not bad to call you stupid! Haven't you thought that when you took over the deity dementor mirror and began to cultivate the secret of the underworld, the prelude to the great tribulation had officially begun? I just think about this now...... Should I say you're honest, or should I praise you for being dumber than a pig?! ”

It turned out that from the very beginning, he was already in Hongjun's calculations, but he laughed at himself and thought that the secret of the underworld was a big pie falling from the sky, and he used this to show off his might and do whatever he wanted in the Three Realms. Now that I think about it, it's really ridiculous, it's really stupid!

"So you know all about my founding of the Heavenly Gate, the acquisition of Allah's divine mind and the establishment of the Arab Divine Alliance, and the creation of the Wind Clan Wind Shadow to dominate the earth and become the god-king of the Holy See?"

This is Han Feng's last hope.

But as long as there is a force beyond Hongjun's control, Han Feng has a chance to get it back. Because these forces more or less have left the mark of Han Fengyuanshen, it is not impossible to turn over.

Didn't a great man say: A spark can start a prairie fire?

Disappointingly, Hongjun doesn't care:

"These ants, it's just that I follow your wishes and make them fatter, don't you think that the fatter the sacrifice, the more enjoyable it is to kill; The richer the sacrifice, the more worthy of my status? ”

"Of course, these sacrifices will be slaughtered by you yourself and become the latest sacrifices on my altar."

"Otherwise, how could you go so well?"

"The higher your supernatural powers, the greater the power you control, wouldn't it be more interesting to destroy the world?"

"Old man, I just want to watch Jizo and Guanyin want to save the world, but they are destroyed by the heirs they have cultivated, what should they do! But it must be exciting and more interesting when you think about it, right? Hahahaha! ”

"If it weren't for my old man who wanted to see this excitement, otherwise you thought you would still be alive until now?"

Han Feng finally understood everything, no longer asked, and just silently waited for the arrangement of fate.

Life and death are in the hands of others, for the arrogant Han Feng, why is he already dead? What is still alive now is just a shell, a body of cultivation.

Mourning is greater than dying.

In Hongjun's words, Han Feng is just a sharp knife

The Blade of Destruction.

And the knife, naturally, does not have any power to choose a target.

Whether it is an enemy or a relative, whether it is a good person or a bad person, under the blade of this world-destroying knife, they are destined to fall in a pool of blood and become a victim of Hongjun.

And the real catastrophe is none other than others.

It's Korean style!

…………

"Anything else to ask?"

Hongjun was still smiling, and the relaxing thunder sounded one after another, as if he was playing a dance music. It's just that in the current Han Feng's heart, the world has long turned into a bloody color, and there is no way to be spared.

For a long time......

"What about after the end of the world?" Han Feng asked with great difficulty, but it was an extremely boring question. Hongjun smiled:

"Since the Three Realms don't exist, why do you care about this?"

Han Feng laughed dryly like self-deprecation:

"Hehe, Lao Tzu is just asking, only a fool like you will answer...... Also, can you let me ask one last question? ”

Hongjun smiled faintly:

"I heard that people are about to die, and their words are good, although you don't die for the time being, it's almost like death! I'm an old man, so I'll listen to your last words! Lest someone point at my nose and scold me for being unkind in the future! ”

Han Feng squeezed out a smile, concentrated all his thoughts, and spread the resentment in his heart throughout the small universe!

"Lao Tzu just wants to ask you: Why don't you die!"

After saying a word, darkness struck, and he lost consciousness. It was impossible to hear, and at the next moment of being lost, there was another low exclamation in the small universe.

…………

"It's been many, many days, why hasn't Han Feng's father woken up yet? Little Kim, I—I want to go home! I miss my mom so much! ”

On the gem desert of Cambina, Chen Dan, who was extremely weak, was lying on an animal skin, and his once plump face was already haggard. Xiao Jin hurriedly responded, looked deeply at his father, who had been unconscious, and replied sullenly:

"Daddy is still asleep...... It doesn't seem like a problem, but I just don't wake up...... Otherwise: sister and wife, let's carry our father home, it's much better than in this desert? ”

Chen Dan frowned slightly, and anger flashed on his little face:

"How many times have I told you, and you still dare to talk nonsense! I still have the same question: if Han Feng's father goes back like this, how worried will the mothers be? And Brother Xiaoyu and Sister Xiaoyue, how sad must they be?! Do you think everyone is like you, giggling all day long, heartless ......"

"Alright, alright! My little aunt and grandmother! Xiao Jin's head suddenly became big, and he got up hurriedly to apologize:

"Don't talk about it, old man! It's all my fault, it's all my fault, and it's all my inhumanity! I'm never going to talk about going home again...... All right? ”

Chen Dan pursed his lips, looked at the sky with blank eyes, and said:

"Actually, I really want Han Feng's father to wake up soon, and let's go home happily together...... Xiaojin, don't be angry, I'm really worried about Han Feng's father......"

As he spoke, his eyes turned red, and two lines of tears dripped down the corners of his eyes, wetting a large piece of the animal skin.

Xiao Jin was at a loss, and hurriedly wiped Chen Dan's tears, and forced himself to laugh:

"Oh, my sister and wife, why are you so troubled? We said we had to believe in Dad, why did we forget Nirvana so quickly...... It's okay, it's okay, maybe Dad will wake up soon! When the time comes, let's go home happily and bring a lot of gems to our mothers...... You say, mothers don't know what they're going to be happy about......"

Chen Dan didn't bother to pay attention to him, anyway, these words, I don't know how many times he has said them in the past dozens of days, and he can't take them seriously at all. But when he thought that Han Feng's father, who loved him the most, had never woken up, it was exactly the same as the vegetative man on TV, Xiao Chen Dan felt extremely sad in his heart, and tears instantly welled up again.

But this time, Xiao Jin didn't come over to wipe his tears, but suddenly pounced on Han Feng, face to face, nose to nose, and shouted hoarsely:

"Dandan, come and see! Our dad, dad...... I really woke up this time! ”

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