In the 21st century, China is prosperous in science and technology, and there is abundant material, which can be called an unprecedented prosperous era compared to ancient times, but such a prosperous era is called the "era of the end of the law" by Buddhism and Taoism.

Since Liu Bowen of the Ming Dynasty hundreds of years ago, Zhang Sanfeng and the three masters of the Iron Crown Daoist joined forces to cast spells on the Purple Mountain in Jinling, and used the Shen Wanshan cornucopia to condense the dragon veins of Kyushu, and cut off the spiritual bridge of heaven and earth. For hundreds of years, there has been no one who has become a Buddha or a god or a god.

God and man are divided, the people's faith is lacking, evil desires are steaming, and the world is like a furnace......

Slowly closing the book in his hand, Ming Xuan closed his eyes and let out a long breath, then looked sideways at the pale man in the corner of the room, he was holding a novel with a pitch-black cover called "Infinite Terror" in his left hand, while in his right hand was a novel with a scarlet leather surface: "The Loneliness of the Master".

The two novels overlapped by him, the pages were close to each other, and the words blended, and under the action of a strange force, it seemed that an inexplicable change gradually occurred.

"I used to read your novels and didn't understand why Zhang Sanfeng and the Tieguan Daoist wanted to cut off the Heaven and Earth Spirit Bridge, but since Zhu Penggu appeared in this world, I gradually understood that if the immortal road in the world is not destroyed and destroyed, the humanity of the earth will never be prosperous. From that point of view...... The sages of the past were really well-intentioned. ”

Coming behind the white-faced man, Ming Xuan watched the two novels in his hand gradually merge together, and suddenly said, "You're not a salted fish, are you?" If it was really the online writer I knew before, there would be no way to have the power of you. ”

"It doesn't matter if I'm the salted fish of yesteryear or not. The important thing is that I can stop Zhu Peng's ideal of 'the Tao of the world'. He escaped from "Infinite Terror", a classic novel that gathers countless thoughts and wishes, so if you want to lock him back again, you need another classic full of endless obsessions to neutralize it. At the end of the sentence. The two novels in front of the white-faced man gradually merged into one, and the words on it were twisted and flowing like garbled characters, full of a peculiar power and hazy brilliance.

"After sealing Zhu Peng, I will really die, and before that, the remaining power I have can fulfill one of your wishes, because there will not be many left, so your wishes should not be too outrageous, think about it yourself." After standing up. The white-faced man patted Ming Xuan's shoulder, and then walked back to his room in reflex.

As time passed, Zhu Peng's Human Dao Kingdom plan was carried out very smoothly with the support of several real rulers on the earth. A large number of human deaths have liberated a huge amount of aura, and the overall aura concentration of the entire earth is rapidly rising. Although in the process of this people have begun to panic, protest, and even demonstrate. But human regimes have never been truly democratic. After all, the fate of the whole world is in the hands of a very small number of people at the top of the pyramid...... It's not even 60,000.

"The world's population has fallen below 3 billion, and although the efficiency will gradually decrease as the people's rebound intensifies, it will be basically achieved in three to five years at most...... Taoism, after all, will be truly revived and prosperous in my hands. Floating in the air, Tokyo has been reduced to ruins almost all in front of the idiot, as he gradually flew closer, there are three hidden in the shadow of the corner of the net can not withstand the crescendo of the pressure of the heart to escape from the darkness to the distance desperate run, like a family of three. A man at the front, followed by a woman dragging her lovely young daughter.

The woman strode and ran. The little daughter she was holding tightly also tried desperately to keep up with her mother's pace, but after all, she was too young and tired, and the little girl fell to the ground heavily, and even her mother paused. However, the man in front of him ran for his life without looking back, perhaps the two behind him were not his wife and daughter...... A purple light flashed like lightning, and the man's body was split in two under the sharp cutting of the purple light.

"Don't, please don't kill us, I, I'm Chinese, I was originally Chinese, please don't kill me, woo woo......" Looking at the white-robed Taoist who slowly descended from mid-air, the woman cried bitterly and pleaded loudly in pure Mandarin, just looking at the indifferent eyes of the Taoist in front of her who did not shake the ripples at all, the woman gradually lost her faith in begging for mercy and crying.

"Kill the mongrels around you yourself, I might let you go as soon as I'm in a good mood."

"What...... What the? ”

"Hehe, didn't you hear clearly? Then I repeat, kill your own daughter, and I may let you go. Zhu Peng stood on the ground soaked in blood and fire, bent down to the woman's ear and laughed softly. The girl in the woman's arms may not be able to understand the words spoken between the two, but the sensitivity that belongs to the child alone makes her gradually feel that the warmth of her mother's arms is no longer what it used to be.

The little girl saw her mother, who had always regarded her as her most important treasure, gradually bowing her head, her face distorted strangely, and her eyes, which had been filled with endless warmth, began to gradually become contaminated with cold and even terrifying light......

When the Chinese woman who married into Japan strangled her daughter with her own hands, Zhu Peng smashed her head with one finger, and the gray-white brain mixed with cheap blood flew away, as if interpreting a ridiculous and false life.

"Sure enough...... Without the education of the immortals, without the guidance of the gods above the head, the so-called 'people' can be filthy and difficult to see and incomprehensible...... The qiē I have done, sure enough, there is not the slightest mistake, and this world needs enough purification. Zhu Peng, who personally directed a human tragedy, was not in a happy mood, so he casually shot and killed the woman, because the concentration of aura in the whole world was not enough to produce the law of life and death and the clear soul, so Zhu Peng did not take out her soul to torture day and night - when the human Dao kingdom was established, death was only the beginning of a qiē, and all living beings were full of real gods above their heads, who would dare to do unscrupulous evil deeds?

Just as Zhu Peng was strolling on the ruins and thinking about his ongoing plan, a cry from the bottom of his heart rose inexplicably. This made him slightly stunned. Looking around, he finally locked his gaze on a half-collapsed building.

"Who's crying...... Whose heart is so sad...... Why can this kind of affection go straight to my heart? ”

With such a question in mind, Zhu Peng walked into the dilapidated building. Follow the sound to find the man who cried uncontrollably—the man who created him zào, who should have died.

The whole building had collapsed in half, so the lighting in this room was extremely bad under the collapse, only a pillar of light from the outside world from the broken window where the white-faced man was, and the rest of the surroundings were pitch black. However, Zhu Peng didn't pay attention to the surroundings of the room, his eyes were already fixed on the white-faced man's body and couldn't move, and the clear spiritual instinct in his body frantically warned him. It's just that Zhu Peng still walked towards the man step by step.

"Flipped salted fish? Or should I call you Ren Tianjia...... I really can't imagine that you are not dead, and I can't imagine that you are as cowardly as you dare to appear in front of me. ”

"I'm sorry to mold you into that kind of loner. Completely unable to appreciate the temperament of beautiful emotions...... For the perfection of my heart, for the sake of my own selfish desires, I am really, really sorry that you have been shaped into the way you are. "In the sun. The white-faced man exchanged tears. The whole person even gradually curled up and stiffened because of the condemnation and remorse in his heart.

The ugly posture of the man in front of him made Zhu Peng frown, and his figure flickered, and he was about to bombard the opponent with one punch in the next moment...... This time, he won't even be left with a whole corpse.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

A series of pieces of paper flew out, and a dark red light suddenly rose in the entire room, and several dark red lightning barrier-like barriers directly locked Zhu Peng's figure, making him obviously not far away from his goal, but it was as insurmountable as the end of the world.

Raising his eyebrows slightly, he glanced at the papers rising on all sides of the entire room, and it was only at this moment that Zhu Peng noticed that the floor of the entire room was densely covered with layers of scattered pages full of words, normally it was almost impossible for him to be ambushed by such a low-level trap. But because of the particularity of the man in front of him towards Zhu Peng himself, he couldn't take a little attention away from the other party at the beginning.

"You're not that author. If he had such power, how could he write any novels...... What the hell are you? Feeling the forbidden power that is not strong around him but has a strange binding force on himself, Zhu Peng began to explore the origin of the other party while vaguely unsealing, he is still as calm as ever, except for the author who has been killed by him, there is almost no existence in this world that can make his mood change.

"Me...... Actually, I'm really the salted fish who flipped wildly, but I also have another identity at this time...... The three billion people on Earth who died because of you. When the words were said here, the eyes of the white-faced man in front of Zhu Peng had already turned into a black crystal black hollow, and at the same time, with his abrupt wave of his hand, the pages in the entire room burned violently, turning into a sea of fire containing endless heat and karma.

"The pain of the three billion dead earthlings is all inflicted on you today, and I want you to taste the unforgettable pain, the horror of infinite death."

With the roar of the white-faced man's exhaustion, the already vigorous burning fire in the entire room became more and more intense and furious, and countless immeasurable dark red flame skeletons were conjured into the Taiyin Zhu Peng in the array, and the earth-shattering true yuan of the Taoist, the strong and unparalleled physique, under the effect of this fire karma, turned into a hell fire that could hardly be looked at directly, and the pain suffered by the three billion victims was all inflicted on the body of the Taoist, and the fire became more intense.

"If you really fulfill the ideal of the Dao Kingdom on earth and cut off a qiē cause and effect to realize the true manifestation in this world, then even if I am a synthesis of the will of the three billion victims, the little power I have condensed will not be vulnerable to you at all. But it's a pity that you haven't really completed the earthly transformation of the Dao Kingdom yet...... The road of the earthlings is, after all, technology and mechanical civilization. Looking at Taiyin, who had already burned into a human-shaped torch in the array, the white-faced man himself seemed to be a little gloomy, but he finally turned around and walked towards the light outside......

A palm that was still burning with unextinguished flames pressed on his shoulder, and the white-faced man's whole person was forcefully pulled back, and what caught his eyes was a man whose body was burned with fierce flames all over his body and was bitten by three billion evil spirits at the same time.

"Three billion victims...... The pain of three billion people is no more than that. Human nature is sinful, and without the deterrence of immortals, it is like a hellish world. I have done nothing wrong to cleanse such a world, so even the pain of three billion people condensed together cannot shake my mind. You're not that man, so you're underestimating me. With the words like a declaration, the dark red hell flames and skeleton ghost heads broke one after another, and the dazzling purple light flames broke out of their shells, and even captured some of the fire and evil spirits that wanted to escape, burned and digested, and saw that Taiyin Zhu Peng was about to return to the world again. And with absolutely invincible and unstoppable power.

"The pain of three billion people together can't ruin your mind? I see, I have some unstoppable obsession that understands why 'he' chose "Master Lonely". A life of great sex and affection, and only such a world can reverse the changes of your overly pure will, right? With these words, the crystal black in the white-faced man's eyes contracted and restrained, and he turned back into a normal person's pupil gaze. The author, freed from the common will of three billion people, returned to sanity. With a wry smile, he looked at Zhu Peng, who was about to completely digest the hell karmic fire in front of him, and said softly: "Reincarnation for all eternity, my true name will not die...... His dream, my reality...... Dreamy reality. ”

With the true meaning implied in the words, the white-faced man's body disintegrated in Zhu Peng's hands. His clothes, fur, blood, flesh and blood and even a qiē turned into large pieces of paper full of words, and they pounced on Zhu Peng's body with the will of their master, and with the spread and invasion of those papers, Zhu Peng's body gradually changed illusory. Then it became a patch, a page full of vague text. The bodies of the two people gradually turned into paper flying in the sky.

However, at the last moment, a man ran in desperately, and Ming Xuan shouted as he ran: "Salted fish, you promised me a wish." ”

"The only way for you to fulfill your wishes is for you to travel through this world, isn't there your parents, relatives, friends, siblings, and even the object of your crush?"

"I just can't see them having an accident in front of me, but after thinking about it, I still feel that crossing this kind of opportunity is unavoidable and can't be let go."

“…… Well, say what you want, but I have very little power left, so you can't ask too much. And once you die in that world, you will be sent back immediately, so be careful yourself, don't expect the treatment of the protagonist of the Destiny of Heaven. ”

As soon as he heard that he was cool after crossing over, and he could come back after he died, Ming Xuan didn't hesitate at all, and shouted loudly at the spinning and flying pages in front of him: "Let me cross too!" I don't have high requirements, I have my own real estate, a stable job, a beautiful wife, and a brother who can be born and die for me, and has strong martial arts. ”

As soon as Ming Xuan's request was finished, a page scattered with extremely faint brilliance flew towards him, and the brilliance flashed, and with a whoosh, Ming Xuan really crossed over!

The pages of the book were also calmed down and turned to ashes after all their strength was exhausted, and finally they were blown by an inexplicable wind, and they dissipated without a trace.

Not to mention Taiyin Zhu Peng, who fell into a dream reality, Ming Xuan only felt that the brilliance in front of his eyes flashed, and he found that he was lying on an ancient bed, only to see a beautiful young woman in white walking towards him with a smile, holding a porcelain bowl half full of black juice in her hand, and the beauty said to him with great tenderness: "Da Lang, it's time to take medicine!"

Looking at the beautiful woman in white in front of him, and then looking at the strange porcelain bowl of medicinal juice, the waterfall behind Ming Xuan's head flowed down with sweat.

In the large and tidy private office, a handsome man in a suit and leather shoes folded his hands on his waist and abdomen, half-lying on his back in a leather chair with his eyes closed, judging from his furrowed brow, seemed to be in a real but terrifying dream.

"Crunch" slightly, a young girl in a tight leather coat outlined a very beautiful figure jumped in like a deer, seeing that the man she liked was not yet awake, so she came to him with joy, but before she really got close, the man had suddenly opened his eyes. What a terrible pair of eyes, ruthless, indifferent, and a qiē emotion seemed to have been wiped out, leaving only a kind of empty and ruthless boundless mystical atmosphere.

It's just that the next moment, the severe headache has already made Zhu Peng stroke his forehead and bow his head, and when he shook his head and woke up again, the look in his eyes had already become the gentle and cordial that the girl in front of him was familiar with.

"I'm sorry Xiaoqian, I had a long and terrible nightmare at noon, my head hurts, I didn't scare you just now, did I?" The gentle water-like tone calmed Du Qian's frightened feelings just now, although she still couldn't forget her empty and ruthless terrible eyes, but the man in front of her was also familiar to her and extremely important, so what she saw just now should be forgotten.

Thinking like this, the girl with her long black shoulders shook her head slightly, and then handed the sorted Wen Jiàn to Zhu Peng with both hands. Other trivial matters are just that, the most and most important of the thick texts are the closed beta of the most important and prominent virtual game "Chaos Era" of this century.

"Age of Chaos? A 100% virtual combat game like this, let alone China, is difficult for a country like the United States to approve unless the people in power are crazy. With such a smile, Zhu Peng shook his head and placed the thick text on one side. Half a month later, "Age of Chaos" was synchronized all over the world. (To be continued!)

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