"I'm an odder?"

Wang Dong smiled and said, "Then Your Excellency is here to clear my outlier?" ”

The hermit leader had no sorrow or joy, and said calmly: "'Clearing' is only the last resort, and when you and I reach the current realm, whether it is to divide the victory or defeat, or decide life and death, it is no longer possible to do it overnight, and I don't want to provoke an enemy like you for nothing, so I am reasonable." ”

"What's the point? Let's hear it. ”

The corners of Wang Dong's mouth tugged at a smile, and he didn't do it immediately.

In fact, it was useless to make a move, this hermit leader did not really come, but only a divine thought lodged in the eyes of "red", and he was talking to Wang Dong from tens of thousands of miles away.

Manpower is sometimes poor, without stirring the heavens and the earth with its own qi, even if the master of the immortal and demon level breaks through the air with one palm, the essence of the palm power may not be able to exceed a hundred zhang, only the power of the spirit can break through the boundaries of time and space, and it is far and wide.

The hermit leader said: "You have also felt it, the abnormality of this heaven and earth, it has long been terminally ill, just like an old man who will inevitably enter the twilight of his life, and sooner or later he will usher in death. ”

Wang Dong's expression remained unchanged, but he let out a soft "oh".

"Heaven gives all things to feed people, Heaven is a loving Father, and we are all its children, but instead of giving back a bit, we parasitize on it and suck its blood, hastening its death."

The leader of the hermits stared at Wang Dong and said indifferently: "Immortal and demon-level characters like you and me are even more thieves and calamities to the 'sky'...... Every time the heavenly machine is stirred, it is tantamount to cutting flesh on the sick body of the sky, this world is too small and too small for us to accommodate too many immortal and demon masters. ”

"A thousand years ago, the first hermit used the 'Hutian Qiankun Technique' to deduce the heavenly machine and concluded that this heaven and earth can accommodate up to forty-nine immortals and demons to exist in the world, and once it approaches or exceeds this number, the balance will be completely broken, and the whole world will enter the final great destruction."

"It was he who founded the Hermit Organization to maintain balance and renew life for the heavens."

"The First Hermit?!" Xiao Jingchan and the others were shocked when they heard these secrets, and they dared to speak for the heavens to continue their lives, what kind of courage is this?

Although the leader of the hermits said it plainly, Xiao Jingchan and the others could imagine that behind the so-called "maintaining balance", there must be a bloody storm that ordinary people could not imagine.

They couldn't help but speculate whether there would be a hermit behind the scenes of those peerless Tianjiao who died in the middle of the road in history and some immortal and demon-level powerhouses who had fallen inexplicably.

Although Shou Yuan, a master of immortal and demon level, has rarely stepped into two hundred years, but that is in the case of unscrupulous action, every immortal and demon is a hero, wise as a god, and has already created a lot of methods to avoid death and prolong life in the past thousand years.

If you only blindly seek immortality, it may be difficult to live for a thousand years, but today it may not be without an old monster who has lived for four or five hundred years.

In four or five hundred years, it is definitely possible to accumulate forty-nine immortal and demon-level masters.

But for example, how many immortals and demons are there today?

Xiao Jingchan, Lei Jiuxiao and the others have top-notch vision, but according to their understanding, it is a question of whether there are twenty immortals and demons alive.

Wang Dong nodded: "I see." ”

The leader of the hermit said: "Your Excellency's path is too strong, it should not appear in this era, not even in this heaven and earth, if you achieve the path of immortals and demons again, the oppression of the 'heavens' is afraid that it will exceed the collection of several immortals and demons, I only hope that Your Excellency can cut this path." ”

The Tao carries the power and spirit of Wang Dong, and if it is cut away, he is at most comparable to a ten-peer.

Wang Dong smiled, he spread his hands, stared at his palm, and said leisurely: "People like you and me, but you want to persuade me with words, don't let me underestimate you too much." ”

Gu Jing Wubo, the leader of the hermits, said lightly: "There is no grudge between you and me and other hermits, I just have the idea of what to do and tell you the truth." ”

"What hermit? I think it's better for you to simply change the name and call it the 'Pasters' organization. ”

Wang Dong sneered: "There has never been anything eternal in this world, mortals are like this, so are immortals and demons, even if this world is not sick, will there be no day of destruction?" Continuing your life for the sky? It's ridiculous! ”

"If we are pasteurs, then it is not wrong, although heaven and earth cannot last long, but it is good to be able to delay one more day." The figure of the leader of the hermit turned into a distorted and strange shadow in the eyes of the 'red', and an indifferent voice came from it: "Since Your Excellency does not listen to me, you are the enemy of the hermit, my eyes will always be on you, and you will always have a chance to show your flaws." ”

Crash!

The river of darkness swept in, drowning the distorted shadows of the hermit leader, and his aura became faint and ethereal, as if it had disappeared into thin air.

At the same time, the black glow of "red" eyes gradually dissipated, and he gradually regained consciousness.

"You can go, but can you still walk as a subordinate?"

Wang Dong's face sank, his right palm poked out, and with a grasp of the void, his five fingers suddenly turned into a huge pillar that penetrated the sky and the earth, and fell down towards the "red" cover.

Hula! Among them, there is even a mysterious qi machine that roams the void, searching for clues when the hermit leader disappears, trying to trap his divine thoughts in it.

There is no grudge between Wang Dong and the leader of the hermits, but this contradiction is more acute and terrifying than any grudge in the world, and the two are purely a conflict of paths and ideas.

The hermit leader follows the "way of balance", balancing heaven and earth and sentient beings, heaven and earth and immortals and demons, while Wang Dong wants to break through the shackles of heaven and earth and transcend the immortals and demons.

No one has self, only me!

This is a battle of roads, without the slightest possibility of reconciliation.

"Every hermit has the consciousness of martyrdom when he joins, he dies for ......the Tao, and he dies as he deserves."

The leader of the hermit spoke in a few voices, and his qi disappeared and returned to the void, even if Wang Dong lost his trace.

Click! Click!

But Wang Dong's palm was castrated, and the overwhelming force covered the "red" body, even if he had come to his senses and burst out of his cultivation in an instant, he still didn't even hold on to a breath, and a dense popping sound sounded around his body, like a fragile porcelain cracking.

The sharp palm force swept over, and the fragments of the remnants of the body suddenly turned into powder!

Killing the "red" celestial master with one palm, Wang Dong's eyes turned to Xiao Jingchan, Lei Jiuxiao and others, and several people's bodies trembled like electrocution, and they didn't know what the other party would do with them, but Wang Dong just glanced at it lightly, and the air currents around his body were agitated, setting off heavy ripples like water waves, and suddenly disappeared.