Chapter 139: The Ending

The giant purple coffin at the top of the mountain was covered with cracks, as if it would turn to ashes at any moment. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info but the seemingly fragile giant coffin seems to have another new life underneath. The purple surface gradually faded, and the lower layer was a wooden coffin covered with the devastation of time. The wooden coffin slowly decayed under the nourishment of blood, and finally faded completely.

Next is stony, white marble without a trace of impurities. However, under the immersion of the sea of blood, it seems to be dyed with a trace of blood. The stones dissipated, and it was a quaint bronze coffin. Nine dragons hovering above the coffin, and nine dragons pull the coffin. In turn, they are copper-clad iron, iron-clad silver, silver-clad gold, and gold-clad jade.

Jade is water clairnel and is best used to nourish the soul. Inside the jade block is a clearly visible human skin, and there are only two possibilities. The contents of the coffin were dismembered into immortals, or maybe it was just a piece of skin.

All this was not the scope that Lao Maozi could imagine, he stood on top of the void, looking coldly at the sea of blood. For some reason, I suddenly felt an urge to take that human leather cover on my face. This desire became more and more intense, and finally evolved to the point where it was simply irrepressible.

Lao Maozi lifted his sword and dodged, and in a blink of an eye, it was already in front of the jade coffin. Holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, he stabbed at the human skin inside. In this world, nothing can stand in the way of this sword.

However, there are always some things that cannot be completely destroyed. Some people say that love and justice are indelible, so on the contrary, evil and darkness will always exist. Or is there any point in losing the light and justice of evil and darkness?

The human skin turned into a puddle of pus and blood, and climbed up the old Maozi's arm along the sword, and then completely covered his face. Lao Maozi seemed to see the night many years ago, the night when he died in his arms. It's just that he saw the loneliness lying in the grave crawl up, and the changing body turned into a lid. Then the lid found him at that time, and as soon as the two met, they hated to see each other. After the game, the face of the lid changed again, it was Chu Ritian. Silently, the identities of the two Chu Ritian were exchanged, and I am afraid that the current Chu Ritian should also change.

The old man was so mad that he tore the blood from his face, but in vain.

"Stop, it's all for you." It was the blood that spoke, and at the same time it was spreading.

Lao Maozi jumped up and rushed into the depths of the sea, but he couldn't wash away these things. "Who the hell are you? Why do you calculate me so much? ”

"I'm afraid this shouldn't be asked of me? Who are you? ”

"I'm Lao Maozi, Ma'anshan Wheel God, and my fate is to stop your present life."

"Hehe, who are you when you take off this artificial coat?"

"I... I don't know."

"You really don't know, because you're me."

"What do you say? No way. ”

"Everything you see, it's me, or you're doing it. Do you know why our awakening requires the blood of thousands of living beings? Because you and I fought for these thousands of beings, and we ended up in this fate. They have stripped you from me, and they know that only you can destroy us in the end. ”

"Did you tell me that everything I received as a child was false?"

"That's right, you didn't have a choice before. Now, you can. ”

Lao Maozi saw such a picture, he was standing on the top of Ma'an Mountain. The sword in his hand shimmered with brilliance, and behind him were thousands of human races, and in front of him thousands of gods. "Celestial? It's just another group of people who are even more greedy, how can you have the confidence to rule over thousands of people? ”

"Because we're strong." The gods roared.

Lao Maozi pointed at the sword and said, "Strong? I'm standing here, who would dare to go up to you group of waste? ”

Silence, deathly silence. Lao Maozi looked up to the sky and laughed, "Is this God?" Let me tell you, you are not as bold as a flower child. Today, my old Maozi is going to fight for a bright future for thousands of human races. ”

Lao Maozi rushed into the gods, and between the blades of his sword flew was a different place. Blood rushed to his face, and perhaps his own blood in between. At this time, I don't know who roared: "Kill." ”

A multitude of gods scattered and entered the crowd. It was a massacre without any suspense, and the human head was just a stone foundation here. God is falling, and people are wailing. At some point, everyone got tired and started to stop.

"Dad, why are we at war with God?"

"Because God eats people."

"Isn't it a youkai who eats people?"

"Silly boy, youkai can eat a few people. If God were to continue his life, so many of us would have enough for them to live as one God. Do you know how many gods there are in heaven? ”

"As many as the stars, right?"

Lao Maozi smiled, he was going to fall after all. But he still stood on the top of Ma'anshan, and none of the thousands of gods dared to step forward.

Lao Maozi returned to the top of Ma'anshan Mountain, and he seemed to see the sea of corpses and blood again. "Maybe man and God are stupid, right?"

"The sword is in your hand, and you have two choices. Draw your sword to fight the sky, swing your sword and kill yourself. These are your two fates, how do you choose. ”

Maybe he's really tired, and the endless war will change a lot. Eventually, people began to forget what they were fighting for, but they still fought. "I don't like war, but I don't like God even more. If there is a perfect solution, it is to separate humanity from God. At least we stupid people and gods will be quieter, and I can watch the sun set and let the blade go through my chest. ”

That's really enough.