The gray-white feather chased the wind and lightning, flew out of the Zhou Heaven Realm Forbidden Circle that surrounded Liang De's Self-Sex Realm, and slashed straight at Liang De's eyebrows.

Liang De heard the sound of cracking silk like the end of a pipa song in the dark.

The strings of his numerology made a final crumble under the slash of the gray feathers.

At this time, the branch in his hand had only broken half of the bright yellow triangular array in front of him.

In front of the tip of the branch, there was also a Zhou Heaven Realm Forbidden about three inches thick.

The bright yellow triangular array talisman in front of Liang De's eyes was layered one after another, and he seemed to have seen the scene outside the realm, but his eyes had already begun to drift.

The gray-white feather cut off his vitality from the source.

Liang De didn't know what he was cut off, but his body, the Martial Dao Primordial Spirit, and the soul hidden in the depths of the Martial Dao Primordial God were all rapidly collapsing.

No amount of innate divine power was to avail, and the vibrant amber flames in the meridians were gradually dimming.

Liang De knew that he was going to die, because he saw that his life was in trouble.

The gray-black marquee turned slowly in front of Liang De, and countless pictures of life flashed through his heart.

At this moment, he fully understood all the functions of his embodied self-nature supernatural power.

The first stage: retrospective photography, which looks back on the whole of the past life, and randomly selects extraordinary characteristics in it to manifest it.

The second stage: one period and one meeting, stopping the once in a lifetime at this moment, and orientally extracting extraordinary characteristics from the whole of the past life.

Stage 3: Return to the light, stop the established death for a moment, and search for the possibility of saving yourself in the whole of your past life.

…… That's the case, it's not surprising, the marquee is something that only appears before death.

Liang De was dying in the light of return, his body and all his extraordinary powers had no response, and the only thing he could control was the life in front of him.

It's like a Jedi single shot before death......

He suddenly remembered the words of a woman whose life was like a butterfly in a cartoon full of marquees:

According to one theory, the reason why people see a marquee before dying seems to be looking for a way to avoid imminent death in their experiences and memories so far. But I haven't experienced it either, so I don't understand it. ”

The woman later recalled her happiest memories before she died, but chose to die anyway because she had a mission that she thought had to be accomplished.

What is my mission?

Ha, I don't have any mission, I'm just a ruined house social animal who was thinking about the plot of the comic book before he died and couldn't come up with any truth in life.

But I know one thing, one very simple thing.

I don't know what I've been cut off, but I know I still have things that haven't been cut off, things that I don't want to live by.

The Demon Table? The master of the world?

I don't want this kind of handout.

I don't want anyone to dictate my life, I want to choose my own path.

It wasn't some immortal emperor who could save me, a panacea.

...... that can save me It's just me!

The gray-black marquee of life stopped turning.

Liang De chose the picture in his life that he thought could save him.

It was a man who was burning with a blazing flame and stabbed out of the sky with a tree branch in his mind.

Life is a flash.

Liang De's gloomy body fell backwards, and in his gray body, which was on the verge of disintegration, a shining figure that seemed to be burning jumped out.

The scorching figure re-grasped the branch tied with the bow tied again, and pierced the Zhou Heaven Realm Forbidden in front of him with a roar of rage!

"Shaft dares!"

I'm sorry, I just dare.

That's who I am.

It was like the sound of the polar ice cap cracking resounding on the other side of the empty sea, and the Zhou Heaven Realm Forbidden that had blocked the Sword Immortal Ruins for more than 1,800 years was completely shattered in an instant.

Liang De, who fell from the sky, looked at the burning phantom that looked the same as himself, and sighed silently in his heart.

What kind of self-breaking supernatural power is this, obviously it is my last highlight moment, and it is obviously the last romance of men, can't I add some beautification effect at this time? No matter what era it is, even if you create a miracle like this, you won't be loved by a beautiful girl at all......

Liang De closed his eyes and waited for death to come, but the last festival that would inevitably come was delayed.

Liang De suddenly found that his soul and body were gradually becoming conscious.

The gray-black fragments of Truth in the Martial Dao Yuan Shen were connecting and merging with each other, and a moment later, an invisible thing that was many times more tenacious replaced the original Truth Fragments and supported his soul.

In the dark, Liang De's fate gave birth to a new numerology string.

The idea that really lived by, the thing that really did and will continue to do it.

The combination of these two sublimates the true self from the contradictory nature.

Liang De, who was still falling in the air, slowly moved his fingers that were beginning to recover, and he manipulated his muscles and bones with the golden snake rigidity and soft method, and landed steadily on the ground.

The man standing on the Origin of Self-Sex raised his head, and his eyes were a gray-black that was stubborn but hard as iron.

Stupid, stubborn, inexplicable but very strong ridiculous self-esteem, plus a little bit of forgetting life and death, desperate to win.

That's who he is, that's his color.

Blue Star Great System, Liang De, the original traveler of the White Tribulation Lower Realm, his true nature is called-

Men's Romance.

"Die!"

Zhou Bofu's face was pale, and he waved his hand at Liang De and cut out dozens of gray and white feathers that hit numerology.

At this time, there was a sudden and piercing sound of car horns outside the Sword Immortal Ruins.

The dozens of gray and white feathers that Zhou Bofu slashed at Liang De all collapsed in this thunderous and piercing sound, in vain.

The sudden change made this Angzang Han no longer have the heart to care about Liang De.

Zhou Bofu's complexion changed again and again, and he threw all the power of this distraction to the other side of the empty sea outside the Sword Immortal Ruins.

I saw a blue-and-black bus seriously speeding and rampage on the other side of the air and sea, knocking over all the powerful people who were hiding in the dark and watching the ruins of the Sword Immortal from north to south.

The bus drifted abruptly and turned around after knocking over dozens of young catastrophe powers, and in the midst of the violent tire friction, the on-board radio played a northern ballad in a louder voice:

"Let me hit you again, from south to north."

"It's like being blindfolded by the Fifth Ring Road."

"Please die again, just today."

The bald driver in the driver's seat of the bus slammed forward with his eyes closed, he closed his eyes and shook his head, simply broke the handbrake lever, kicked and smashed the brake pedal again, and then stepped on the accelerator wildly, and kept making a "boom, boom" sound in his mouth.

If I let you shriveled calves pick up the leaks, how can I break the thousand-year-old cause and effect of the abundance, boom, rats look at the car!

The blue-and-black bus was like an AE86 upper body, accelerating wildly, rampant, turning back and forth on the other side of the air and sea, repeatedly crushing, and knocking those Qing Tribulation powers who sensed that the Zhou Heavenly Realm ban had been shattered and descended here with their clones or bodies, and the seven orifices were bleeding.

Some of the weaker avatars were killed and crushed on the spot, and as soon as the powers who came to the body saw the bald driver who drove the bus with their eyes closed, they immediately covered their faces and fled as if they had seen a wife who had come to catch the adulterer, and a few who were not fast enough were chased by the bus and ruthlessly crushed before they successfully escaped.

Exactly: the famous teacher and general Mo Zijiao, thousands of troops avoid the bus.

A moment later, the other side of the empty sea, where the great powers gathered outside the Sword Immortal Ruins, instantly became deserted.

Only a goldfinch with its wings spread out to cover the sky and the sun stopped above the Sword Immortal Ruins, looking at the blue and black bus with unruly eyes.

This bus is almost exactly the same as the cross-border bus that Liang De took on his graduation trip, except that a line of large bold letters was pasted on the front windshield:

"Sheng Wuxu Private Senior High School - Thunder Cliff Tai Mansion - Line 1."

The bald driver of the bus opened his eyes and looked at the golden-winged fierce bird entrenched on the ruins of the Sword Immortal.

"Zhou Bofu, you are actually eating outside, aren't you afraid that I will tell your mother-in-law!"

"Tai Fengxian, you are just a doppelganger here, what are you angry about.

Others are afraid of your thunderous four friends, and a certain family only thinks that you are a group of shameless thieves!

Don't talk nonsense, if you want someone to spit out what you eat in your mouth, you came to have a fight with someone! ”