When the Protector of the Broken Army Tianzun read the three words Xie Moling, a gentle wind blew between heaven and earth.

The wind blew through the grass and trees, through the lake, through the hollow valleys, through the mountains, and wrinkled the water surface, and into the forest.

The mountains responded, the hollows echoed, the flowers swayed, and the forest whispered.

In the unfamiliar demon star world, with the help of the wind chanting, he remembered the name of the Dao Ancestor.

"Moling, Moling......"

I have already seen this kind of situation once, when I revealed the secret of Dao Ancestor's life experience in Jiuyi Mountain, I once heard whispers from the forest grass and trees, from the human world to the Yin Division, the heavenly court, and even the void of the universe outside the sky, all the places where Dao Ancestors left their tracks, there are voices calling, calling for the return of the former powerhouses.

Now that the voice is heard again, I am very excited.

The most exciting thing is to break the army, Moling is the love of her life, after three thousand years of loneliness and despair, she can still hear someone calling her lover's name, how not to make her excited.

The sound is hidden in the wind, and when the wind passes without a trace, the sound will disappear with the wind.

However, when the wind blows up the dust of the portraits scattered on the ground, the dust gathers in the wind and gradually forms the phantom of a man.

The face is blurry, and it is difficult to see clearly, but there is no doubt that he is the person in the painting.

"Is that you?" The Broken Army Protector Tianzun looked at the vague phantom with emotion and asked.

The phantom was suspended in the air, facing the Broken Army Protector Tianzun, as if staring at her.

"Is that you?"

Pojun asked again, but the phantom still didn't answer, and floated towards Pojun.

Seeing that the phantom was getting closer and closer to him, the emotions of the Broken Army Protector Tianzun became more and more excited. Just as the Broken Army Protector Tianzun reached out to touch the illusory arm, the phantom passed by her and landed in front of Bai Shengxue.

Coming to Bai Shengxue, the phantom stared at her beautiful face, and said in a hollow voice that contained endless pity: "After so many years, it's hard for you." ”

With a gentle word, Bai Shengxue's tears rained down.

"Don't cry, don't be emotional, the flowers won't wither." Phantom said.

"But I regret it." Bai Shengxue said crying.

"When you asked me, is there a flower in the world that will never wither, and I passed on your secret to despairing from lust and longevity, and now you have coexisted with heaven and earth and have fulfilled your wishes, why do you regret it?"

"I'm immortal, but you're gone, what's the point of immortality to me?"

"Maybe life itself is meaningless......"

When this sentence came out of the phantom's mouth, I could immediately make a judgment that the phantom in front of me was definitely not Dao Ancestor.

Dao Ancestor is not a nihilist, otherwise he would not have created a demonic path.

All beings are equal, educated, and classless, what a great aspiration, and how can a person who can enshrine these eight words as an ideal say that life itself is meaningless.

However, if the phantom is not the Dao Ancestor, why did the heavens and the earth read his name?

I was puzzled, and my sister-in-law's expression was much more relieved than I was.

As a god of death, she sees the meaning of life more clearly.

"Do you think he will be our Dao Ancestor?" I asked with a divine thought.

"Yes and no."

"What do you mean?"

"In front of him, he is the predecessor of Dao Ancestor, who may have experienced a painful defeat, immersed in nothingness, unable to extricate himself. And our Dao Ancestor should be his return after waking up. ”

"Are you so sure?"

"Life itself is meaningless, and only death can understand the true meaning of human nature. Without going through life and death, how can we understand the meaning of life? ”

"If it is confirmed that it is Dao Ancestor, then what kind of existence is he? We all know that Dao Ancestor has incarnated Xiyi and returned to heaven and earth, what is he here? ”

"The footprints of the past, the echoes of memory."

"Death can be reborn with memory, can you let Dao Ancestor come back?" I asked.

"Why bother? Even if I can make the mirror image come true, it's not him after all. ”

Yes, even if the concubine uses the memory fragments in front of her as a phantom to recreate the soul, she is not the Demon Dao Patriarch we recognize after all. Otherwise, this phantom would not have bypassed the Broken Army Protector Tianzun and stood in front of Bai Shengxue.

Facing the gentle whispers of the phantom and Bai Shengxue, endless pain and disappointment surged on the face of the Broken Army Protector Tianzun.

If the previous broken army was an iron-blooded general who fought and killed, then she undoubtedly revealed her most vulnerable side in front of her.

Fortunately, after the phantom and Bai Shengxue talked a lot, they finally turned around and walked towards the Broken Army Protector Tianzun.

"I don't know who you are, but I woke up because of your name."

"I can't believe you can't even remember your name."

"Of course I know who I am, I am the thief god, the thief god of the moon in the ancient world. The gods are not omnipotent, and the thieves are omnipotent. ”

"Hehe, if you're really that powerful, why hasn't anyone ever mentioned you?" Breaking the Army Protector Tianzun said with a sneer.

"Because the thief god never appears in his true form, it can even be said that except for the great god, the ancient world did not know the existence of the thief god at all." Phantom said.

"In that case, what's the point of the existence of the thief god?"

This question stopped the phantom.

If a person can never appear as he is, but can only steal someone else's divine position and disturb the world, what is the meaning of his own existence?

"A person without ego, in my heart, is not worthy of a human being." Po Jun added coldly.

"You ......" the phantom was angry, pointing his finger at the broken army, but he couldn't say anything to refute it.

"You can be a million, but you can never be yourself, thief god, I feel sorry for you."

"Who is Xie Moling?"

"A great man, much greater than the great God of your mouth."

"No way, there will never be a man in the world who can compare to the great gods."

"Of course, don't forget what you just said, the gods are not omnipotent, and the thieves are omnipotent. If one day you steal the throne of the Great God, won't you be as great as He is? ”

"Unfortunately, I failed." The Phantom muttered.

"So you really stole the throne of the Great God?"

"Yes, if it weren't for that, I wouldn't have been devoured by nothingness. I thought I had succeeded, but all I saw was nothingness......"