"The group of people is a group of people, and the credit is due to heaven. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Summoning the Dharma to collect the truth, and enlightening transcendence. ”

Layer after layer of Heavenly Dao laws continued to descend on Cheng Yuan's body, with an irresistible ruthless will, it was unstoppable at all.

Although Cheng Yuan had also experienced a god-killing technique, Taiyi, who was standing opposite him at that time, had lost his god position and became a mortal again. So in the end, he won.

And Lu Qiming is different. Even if he no longer remembers, he still has the same divine soul as Cheng Yuan. All the means that Cheng Yuan was able to use against Taiyi at the beginning could not have an effect on Lu Qiming, who was equal to him.

The god-killing recipe continues.

Cheng Yuan only felt as if he was being tortured by a thousand knives, and in a trance, his soul continued to disintegrate into dust from the deepest depths. The god-killing technique was not yet halfway completed, but it had already seriously damaged his roots. Cheng Yuan could only reluctantly distort the time and space between the two, delaying the effect of the god-killing technique as much as possible - but as long as Lu Qiming did not stop, the source of this damage would never stop.

But......

Why doesn't he stop?!

Cheng Yuan stared at Lu Qiming deadly, he knew that Lu Qiming's pain would only be worse than his own - he was still resisting the damage inflicted by the outside world, but Lu Qiming was suffering an explosion from his own body!

The god-killing recipe created by Taiyi is not comparable to any other damage to Chengyuan and their kind of existence. Not to mention using it in person, it should have hurt so much that it couldn't be preserved - didn't Lu Qiming even have any consciousness?

Cheng Yuan couldn't figure it out.

"You must know this man. Cheng Yuan barely concentrated, and conjured up the figure of a white-robed old man in the void.

"Taiyi," Cheng Yuan and Lu Qiming said anxiously, "The god-killing technique was created for him!, but he should be the only one in the world who can use it, and even his first disciple will never be able to learn it." Since you can't remember what happened back then, then Taiyi must have found you again later--what did he do to you? He forced you, right?"

Lu Qiming's eyes moved slightly, stopping at the lifelike phantom, and he couldn't move away anymore.

The phantom instantly overlapped the familiar and friendly figure in his memory—

It was as if the Master was standing in front of him as always, still staring at him with silent and strict eyes. is like a strict father who is reluctant to argue with his young son, but he always sticks to the truth he believes.

He still remembered that Master had always taught their disciples to use the right methods to do the right things, not to violate morality, and to be worthy of the hearts of the people.

Then, all the deception and exploitation of him turned out to be in the master's heart......

Is it the same guilty?

Lu Qiming's mind was suddenly in a trance, and he finally felt the endless pain that accompanied the god-killing technique as never before.

"Whatever he says, you must not listen to it!"

Cheng Yuan's eyes showed hatred, he took a hard breath, and said: "There is already a deep blood feud between you and me and him! Even if you have forgotten everything, but he can force you to remember the trick of killing gods, don't you even realize that this is his conspiracy?"

Conspiracy? maybe......

Lu Qiming smiled wordlessly.

He really didn't want that. It's just that there really isn't any other choice now.

The matter has come to this point, could it be that if he immediately interrupts the god-killing technique at this moment and arrests him, Cheng Yuan will let him go and let everyone here go?

Don't say anything more, he also has the soul of a god! Lu Qiming's perception of himself has always been just a mortal. The same soul Cheng Yuan also has, but he can't use any of Cheng Yuan's methods! Mortals can only trap the gods for a moment with all their efforts, if he doesn't use the magic of killing gods, what else can he use?

It turned out that in the end, such cruel methods that the master had inflicted on him...... But has it become his only lifeline?

Lu Qiming tried his best to calm his increasingly rapid breathing, and tried his best not to be moved.

......

......

The stone man looked at the young man's expression, and suddenly spoke for the first time, but it seemed that it was something extremely inappropriate for the scene at this moment.

"There is only one god in each world, and it should be the strong, but Taiyi has never been able to see through it. ”

Shi Ren calmly recounted the past events, and said, "Before the master achieved the divine position, he was occasionally instructed by him several times when he was young. Although that kindness is actually insignificant, the master has always been a person with clear grievances, so even if he later succeeded him as the new God Emperor, he did not kill Taiyi, the former God Emperor, as was the usual practice in the past, but personally helped him stabilize the sect and treated him well everywhere. ”

"Say no more!"

Cheng Yuan drank vigorously. It was still the most regrettable thing he had ever done!

Shiren glanced at Cheng Yuan, his gaze softened slightly, but he still continued to speak: "But Taiyi never felt about this, but instead took his first disciple to kill the master temple again, in a vain attempt to regain the god throne with the trick of killing the gods...... We thought that after that time, Taiyi had been defeated and died. But now it seems that he is not only alive, but also found ...... You. ”

Shiren's emotional eyes were looking at Lu Qiming, but Lu Qiming knew that he was actually looking at another - the "little master" who was really looking forward to his return.

"Whatever you've been through, just let it go. ”

Shi Ren's gaze gradually turned to compassion, and he sighed loudly, "...... After all, he is also a poor person. ”

......

...... Poor man?

Lu Qiming slowly raised his head and looked at the face of the stone man.

The young man's eyes regathered little by little, and he smiled.

Cheng Yuan looked at that smile in a daze, and a more ominous premonition suddenly surged in his heart.

"Nine days of summoning, righteous deeds. ”

The young man lowered his eyes slightly, took a step forward, folded his hands high in front of his forehead, and saluted again.

"Today, I am in the position of God under the mandate of heaven, and I will help my body in the world. ”

The magnificent luck suddenly soared.

In the midst of the roar of the wind and clouds, the rare golden dragon shadow and the void condensed, entrenched around the young man, and groaned with his head held high!

"Stop!!"

The sudden and innumerable pain made Cheng Yuan cry out almost instantly. As if a heavy mountain was pressing down, he trembled and tried his best to endure it, but he still couldn't help but fall to his knees, and his lower lip bit out blood.

"You already know this! Do you want to let Taiyi succeed?!" Cheng Yuan went crazy with hatred, his eyes were full of extreme disgust and hatred, "Traitor!

"You're about to be killed by him, and you still don't want to wake up?" the stone man stared at the young man's bloodless face in disbelief.

"Taiyi is going to let us die!" Cheng Yuan shouted: "You are so willing?!This is what your pitiful meaning is?"

......

No.

Of course not.

In the chaotic roar, in the increasingly blurred vision, Lu Qiming still smiled slightly.

If it's just for Master, it really doesn't make sense anymore. Even if he allowed such an embarrassed self to be killed by Cheng Yuan...... None of that seems so unacceptable, and maybe it could be more relaxed and pleasant, isn't it?

Even......

Sometimes, in some unknown moments, even Lu Qiming can't help but think -- Could it be that all this is an absurd dream? After all, how can he be a god? This is too ridiculous, right? Even if it is a dream, he will feel ashamed to say it and listen to his friends......

When he woke up from his dream, he was actually still in the peaceful, ordinary, and indisputable mountain gate in his memory, living a plain life like water, and practicing for a long time.

But this thought was only a moment at best, and it dissipated in a blink of an eye.

Then again regain firmness and unshakability.

In Lu Qiming's heart, the master is no longer his only support point...... Or rather, it has never been the only one. After all, he has always known that everyone must rely on themselves in the end. Whatever the facts, he can try to accept them.

Not to mention.

In Lu Qiming's more than ten years of life in this world, although it is still short, it is at least true. His friends, his relatives, what he appreciated and cherished, were all standing right in front of his eyes, behind him.

That's why Lu Qiming keeps telling them repeatedly that they have helped him too much.

-- Because that's exactly what happened.

It is precisely because of such a group of people that his existence here can always have a meaning worth cherishing.

If he did survive in the end, it must be because of these lovely people.

Lu Qiming looked at Cheng Yuan on the other side struggling in the shackles of the divine trick, thinking that maybe he was the same at the moment. But he's not going to stop.

His fingers crossed the void, and the boy whispered.

"It's ugly, but it's evil.

Clear the world and return the universe to the true light. ”

Cheng Yuan touched his knees to the ground, and he tried his best to barely support his body with his arms. He gasped in pain, cast his eyes for help to the other side, and shouted unreasonably: "Stone Man!!What the hell are you waiting for?!"

Shi Ren kept staring at Lu Qiming, his body tensed, and his hands trembled slightly, "No, I can't ......"

"Stone Man !!!"

Cheng Yuan's body suddenly became illusory, and his eyes finally revealed an extreme horror that could no longer be concealed. He couldn't help but scream, "If you don't stop him, we're both going to die!!"

In the infinite dead silence, the stone man suddenly knelt down towards Lu Qiming, and said with tears in his eyes: "I beg you!

Cheng Yuan's eyes widened in disbelief, "You-"

Lu Qiming's heart was completely cold for a moment.

No......

It can't be like this......

He's on the verge of success...... Never!

"The realm is solemn—"

Lu Qiming used all his strength to speed up the urging technique again, and couldn't help but suddenly spurt out a mouthful of blood, but he didn't have time to erase it at all;

"The root of evil is ...... Extermination ......"

The stone man trembled and stared at the young man in front of him who was desperately reciting the god-killing technique, and the look in his eyes finally cooled completely little by little.

No!

Lu Qiming's heart suddenly swelled up with unprecedented despair, and he desperately turned the next move, "World, Zuo-"

The stone man kowtowed indifferently and said calmly, "Forgive me for my disrespect." ”

No......

...... Wait......

Lu Qiming's consciousness had become blurred, and he only remembered that he was about to succeed. He kept subconsciously continuing to read: "--Enjoy...... Taiping ......"

The stone man stood up and slowly raised his hands.

"Hahahahaha!!!"

Cheng Yuan was still trapped and locked in by the god-killing technique, dying, and embarrassed, but at that moment he laughed unscrupulously.

In an instant, the world-shattering peerless sword intent burst forth!

The Ancient Battlefield! The Whole Ancient Battlefield

Every inch of land, every mountain, every lake, every river, every cloud, every wisp of wind, every minute of air.

It turned out that all of them were the purest sword intent!

In an instant, uncontrollably-

The extremely strong and infinite kendo resonance exploded in every cultivator at the same time!

It was the sword path that belonged to the Chengyuan Divine Emperor in his heyday.

The world is superb, and the heaven and earth are strong.

It was only a momentary resonance, but it was enough to benefit every sword cultivator immensely, and even if he didn't practice kendo, there were definitely advantages and disadvantages.

Only, except for one person.

......

......

Wind.

The wind is the wind and the wind is the wind.

The boy's pupils suddenly lost focus.

He involuntarily tilted his head slightly, feeling the endless sound of the wind passing around him, light and silent.

In an instant, ten thousand swords were added.

At first, Lu Qiming didn't realize what was happening. He's just trying to make one last move.

There really only the last one left.

He looked at his pale arm in a daze, at the countless pale red lines that inexplicably extended on his skin, and then suddenly felt disobedient.

And then.

It was as if endless blood burst out in front of his eyes. All the pain in my body disappeared suddenly. Lu Qiming soon felt a sense of sleepiness from the bottom of his heart. He saw that his wrist was falling uncontrollably.

- No, I can't. He's not done yet.

It's just ...... One last sentence.

Avenue He Zhaozhao. The boy's lips twitched slightly, unable to make any sound.

He couldn't help but stumble forward, sway, and then spin again.

Oh......

I see.

Lu Qiming showed a shallow smile of helplessness in his eyes, and finally let his body fall to the ground.

Since this is still the case in the end, it is only necessary to complete the last thing.

The boy struggled to gather his gaze and struggled to look in that direction.

......

......

Cheng Yuan finally recovered from the sharp pain that almost drove him crazy, and he was extremely exhausted and stood up.

He held out his hand to the stone man.

The stone man came silently, bent down, and gently picked up the young man's collapsed body.

Cheng Yuan lowered his eyes for a moment, then raised his eyes again to look ahead, his expression indifferent.

There, Lu Qiming fell to the ground quietly, red blood slowly spreading across the ground beneath him, gathering into a small pool of warm water.

Cheng Yuan suddenly looked sideways at the dead silence of the crowd around him, his face pale, but he gradually showed a demonic strange smile.

"Guess," he smiled, raised his hand to the desperate space that was still blank for everyone, and said word for word: "Lu Qiming, what is he like now?"

No one spoke.

Cheng Yuan said quietly: "You can only see that I have been so embarrassed, and I am secretly happy in my heart, right? It's a pity that the final result is still not as you wish." ”

"Be as merciful as I am," he curled his lips, "at least for the last time you will see each other before you die." ”

The endless cold is like a poisonous snake, climbing up everyone's back inch by inch.

Everyone froze in place, not daring to move. They looked stunned, waiting for the young man to stand up, still smiling softly, and once again helping them deny what Cheng Yuan said.

They only begged him to appear a little longer, and to say firmly to them one more time, "Believe me."

Cheng Yuan smiled and flicked his sleeves violently-

His figure faded—

Not far away, another gradually emerged -

People are wide open.

But it was too late to see clearly.

Rumble!

The space changes dramatically!

The sky, the ground, the figures, the chaotic aura, the blood, the dust—everything that was seen in the world was shattered before our eyes.

Extreme dizziness and reversal came in bursts.

Drifting, falling.

And then suddenly, everything was at peace.

People lay blankly on the dry but soft grass of winter, opening their eyes to the sun and the sound of water lapping in their ears.

The sky is tranquil and vast.

The water of Songjiang is still here day and night yearning for the long flow of the East China Sea.

The cacophony of voices gradually approached from a distance, and countless people heard and heard them, vying to ask them many things.

But they couldn't hear clearly. They just knew in despair.

This is no longer an ancient battlefield.

This is Middle-earth.