The sudden mutation, the old dragon king, who should have been cut off from the dragon body in this life and let go of the reincarnation of the underworld, actually replaced the dragon son Ao Wulie, who was raining indiscriminately and disturbing the order of heaven and earth, and crashed into the dragon slaying platform, but for the sake of his son, he took the initiative to give up that glimmer of life and took the initiative to assume the main responsibility.

Such a change made everyone speechless in unison, and Ling Miaogong's face was sad.

Previously, the rest of the land were happy that Ao Liu did not have to be killed until his soul was scattered, but Ling Miaogong knew what choice Ao Liu would make, he would not choose to survive and his son was pushed to the dragon slaying platform, especially when a father found that his son had finally repented.

It's just that Taibai Xingjun looked at Tianyou Zhenjun.

The latter is enough to defeat the means of the Great Sage, and the seriously injured True Dragon will not be his opponent.

If Tianyou wants to block it, he can hold Ao Liu with a raise of his hand.

Then let Ao Wulie go up to the dragon slaying platform.

But this tall, majestic and even faintly hideous god will just lower his eyes, and under the [bottom line] of the Arctic Exorcism Academy, he acquiesced to the choice of the old dragon king, the laws inside and outside the Six Realms have their own order, and the earth does not return to the heavenly court, and the heavenly court is responsible for the law and punishment, and it is the judicial great heavenly venerable.

Only the bottom line at the level of [Subverting the Order of the Six Realms] is involved.

The Thunder Department, the Dou Department can't solve it.

will go up to the North Pole of the Middle Heaven and dispatch the Arctic Exorcism Chamber.

Those involved in subverting the order are sentenced to heavy sentences in order to maintain order.

As for the rest, it is not within the duties and objectives of the Arctic Exorcism.

No matter how harsh the fight in the human world is, it is also a matter of the human world, such as the matter of Jinzhou, the demon country kills people, just like the human race kills demons, the battle of all spirits is also in the order of heaven and earth; If there are gods acting recklessly, it is the duty of the Great Heavenly Venerable of Justice, and when the ghosts and gods of the Three Realms dare to touch the most fundamental order of heaven and earth, they will be directly supervised by the Arctic Exorcism Academy.

From the Great Heavenly Venerable of Justice, to the Thunder Department, the Dou Department, until finally the Arctic Ziwei Emperor sent a letter to the Arctic Ziwei Emperor, and sent the Exorcism Institute to come forward.

It's almost a layer of extra weight.

Coming to this point is equivalent to the death sentence in the human world.

After all, Tianyou was still at the level of maintaining the bottom line, and acquiesced to the selfishness of the dragon king Ao Liu's desire to keep his son.

The young Taoist suddenly raised his hand, and in an instant, he wrote the spirit pattern.

He said softly: "Huh! ”

Streamer changes.

Under the order of the edict, the soul of the old dragon king was condensed for a short time.

And the Heavenly Soul, the Earth Soul, and the Seven Spirits had already been shattered when they slashed the Dragon Table.

Tianyou raised his eyes to look at Qi Wufu, Lingmiao Gong and other others, as well as the generals of the Arctic Exorcism Academy such as Taibai Xingjun, also looked at him, Tianyou said indifferently: "Demon, your edict is difficult to condense his soul, and the three souls and seven spirits have only one soul left, give you all your strength, but it is difficult to maintain a stick of incense time, what are you going to do?" ”

The young Taoist did not answer.

Someone on the ground scolded, and behaved! Why don't you show mercy when you make a judgment!

Even if you are a judge, what if you raise the pen a little?!

But no one dared to scold the Arctic to exorcise evil spirits.

Tianyou had already seen the young man's thoughts.

The public is the public, the private is private, and the public should be beheaded, this time the fight Qi Wufu is full of participation, he has seen the tragic death, and he has tried his best to damage his own Daoji and kill my Shouyuan Sanjiazi, so he can barely hold on, but even so, the casualties are extremely serious, Ao Liu did not report to Penglai Si after being seriously injured, but chose to pass on the son, guilty of dereliction of duty, and not beheading is not enough to deal with the people of Zhongzhou.

But as an individual, after all, it is not only the heart of the Dao, and it is difficult to be ruthless.

That's why there is a catastrophe.

The complexity of people is nothing more than yes, so it is already a catastrophe, Tianyou Zhenjun said calmly:

"You have done your duty, but you can step down."

Qi Wufu decided to move slightly, saluted, and turned around and left under the complex gaze of the Arctic exorcism and the earth, and maintained the edict by himself, so that he didn't look like a judge, and deviated from the position of the Arctic Exorcism Academy, but he made the judgment himself.

Although everyone knew that even if Qi Wufu made something else, Tianyou would not allow it, but the judgment of this young Daoist in his heart was indeed true, even if he made his own decision, he would also be able to slay the dragon.

The young Taoist is gone.

Tianyou lowered his eyes and looked at Ao Wulie, who really deserved to be scattered in his judgment.

"What do you want to say?"

Ao Wulie looked at his father's corpse, his body trembled, tears flowed down his face, and after a long time, he turned around on his knees, suddenly kowtowed heavily, gritted his teeth, and his eyes were red:

"I, beg for 'life'!"

……………………

Qi Wufu protected a little of Ao Liu's soul, but the latter had not awakened for a short time.

In the final analysis, this state is just like the return of the light after the serious illness of the human world, and the place where the sentence is pronounced is actually the place where the earth sacrifice is held, and standing on the top of the mountain, the young Taoist saw that the sky was slightly bright, although the sun had not yet risen, the sky was already white, and the black smoke rising from the villages could be seen, and it was not completely dissipated.

Today was supposed to be the New Year's Day.

But now there was only mournful cries in the air, and low hiss after crying too much strength.

Because of the evil spirit and demonic rebellion, there are mountain ranges in Zhongzhou that have collapsed and collapsed, and those who rely on these mountains must face a choice, whether to leave their hometown and those mountain fields that have been cultivated little by little over hundreds of years, and become [outcasts], go to the rest of the cities to beg for a living, and start over little by little.

There are living people, there are living people's sorrows.

The dead don't have to think about it anymore.

The young Taoist walked along the mountain road, saw the broken earth temple, saw the village that had completely disappeared, saw the town that was directly torn apart from the middle by some kind of magical power, and saw that it was corroded by the power of a certain characteristic, and even the ground showed strong traces of corrosion, and as for the part that was affected, it completely disappeared.

And when I looked at it from a distance, part of the city wall collapsed, blood flowed, and the soldiers of Zhongzhou Mansion City were carried away, and when Qi Wufu stood at the gate of Zhongzhou Mansion City, he saw countless men and women, old and young, who were crying and pounced on those bloody figures.

They want to find something familiar.

But I'm afraid to find it.

But the most frightening thing is that I really can't find these.

The young Taoist looked at the faces, they fought with the demons infected by the evil spirit to the end, filled the cracks in the city wall with flesh and blood, and saw them holding weapons with angry eyes, the wind blowing, the spears were like forests, and the forests were bloody, but the soldiers could not stand up, only the wind blew, the spears roared slightly, like a long howl and angry shouting, and the battle did not retreat.

but they are all dead.

In this battle, 70,000 soldiers in Zhongzhou Prefecture were killed in the battle.

Although he is a government soldier, he has reached the elite record of ancient times.

Xuanjia, white armor, and cloth clothes.

"Where's my son?! What about my son!! ”

"Your son...... Killed in battle. ”

"What about my grandson?"

“…… also died in battle. ”

"No, it can't be...... I have three sons, three, and they must still survive, right? Definitely! Three! My old man died at the border, and you can't say that my sons are dead, right? There must still be ...... alive."

"The disaster in Jinzhou didn't leave them, and we survived with that rain."

"Impossible, impossible ...... this time"

A gray-haired old woman dragged a blood-stained man in his robe, whose face was painful, and finally lowered his head, searched through a pile of things, and took out three blood-stained waist cards, and the hand holding the gun trembled for the first time.

Those are the waist cards of the war dead.

Crying in grief, the joy of finding that the loved ones are still alive is mixed, and the voice is noisy.

But when they saw the young Taoist, they all subconsciously got out of the way.

Because they saw the appearance of the aisles fighting with swords, and saw the young man's sideburns desolate, and his steps were faintly unsteady, the old woman suddenly stretched out her hand and pulled the young man's sleeve robe, and her eyes were sad and longing: "Dao Chief, my sons are all dead......

"You killed the culprit, right?"

The young Taoist didn't know how to answer.

Is it Jidu? Meter has designed everything.

Is it the Old Dragon King? He did not hand over the position to Penglaisi but to his son, even if there were grievances, even if there was a frame-up, but the order was unbalanced, and Zhongzhou almost fell, but it was also the truth......

But as Arctic said, are there grievances for the beings who died because of him?

The old woman stretched out her hand and grabbed him, and was finally pulled away by the soldier, who looked at the young Taoist and cried, "They didn't die in vain, did they?!" They didn't die in vain, did they?! Right! The soldier pulled the old woman away, and could feel the residual breath of the young Taoist after the battle, and said:

"Daoist, thank you...... I see you draw your sword. ”

"Thank you ......"

"If it weren't for you, we might not make it to the end."

"It's just that we paid a price after all."

"yes, thank you."

The soldiers who were still alive thanked him, they could only pat the young Taoist on the shoulder, expressing their emotions, on the robe, there were also blood marks, step by step, he saw that the vendor who sold sesame cakes before was sitting on the wall, with a broken arm, and there was a very hideous wound on his face from the forehead to the corner of his mouth.

His wife was on her knees, unable to stop crying.

"The ...... who said they wouldn't let you go"

"Don't let ......"

The three-year-old child pulled his father's fingers: "Daddy, eat sesame cakes......"

The man's eyes had gradually lost focus, his vision in front of him was scattered, and he heard the sound of war drums again.

Kyushu is brave and fierce, and Shenwu Xuanjia.

There are 3,000 ironclad captains left.

The survivors of the war.

but two hundred and thirty-seven.

The rest died in this battle.

No one returned.

They did not break the oath they had made under the sword.

Mojia Xuanyu, calling the army to save in the past, punish the evil and help the good, and protect the country and the people.

The young Taoist walked all the way, he thought that he could save with a congenital Qi, and finally walked to the old tree, because of excessive consumption, the white hair on the sideburns seemed to have a tendency to spread, and his steps were already a little staggering, sitting in front of the chess game, and said hoarsely: "Mr. Ao Liu, can you feel something......

The soul of life that he was protecting dispersed, turned into a faint and transparent Ao Liu, and sat in front of him.

In front of the two, it was still that game of chess.

Ao Liu's face was sad and said, "...... Little friend, why bother to save me at this time? ”

The young Taoist looked at the dragon king in front of him: "Then why do you have to sacrifice your life to kill the dragon platform?" ”

All beings are affectionate and selfless, and after all, they are mutually exclusive, but who can completely abandon them?

Ao Liu knew what Qi Wufu meant, and knew that he still remembered the feelings of the day and should be cut for the public, but he should also do his best to look at the young Taoist in front of him who had been cut off the longevity and foundation, sighed, looked around, and muttered: "This calamity still attracted ...... after all."

"I didn't expect that the last Zhongzhou I saw would be like this."

The young Taoist was silent for a long time and asked, "Does Mr. regret saving people that day?" ”

Ao Liu chuckled and said, "You're still young after all, kid." ”

"Tianyou Zhenjun asked you to sentence me, but it was he who made the final decision, as for what Ji Du said."

"Because I saved people, it affected me......"

"Do you mean, then, that the old man should be careful not to beg the wicked not to target me? Where is there such a truth, Zhongzhou and Jinzhou are different, Jinzhou is separate, more inclined to the chaos of the world, does not involve order; And this time, they wanted to use the 3,600-year-old Great Array as an opportunity to break the balance of the order, and since they wanted to break the formation. ”

"Zhongzhou, as the middle earth of the world, how can it be ignored by them?"

"This is a place that will inevitably be regarded as one of the seven nodes."

"If the old man doesn't save people, or if he saves people, it won't affect their goals and endings."

Ao Liu muttered: "In the end, it's just a choice. ”

"If it is a great judicial celestial, he will consider more and strike a balance between reason and law; But the Arctic Exorcism is the last link, following the avenue ruthlessly, they choose order and ignore everything; Ji Du seeks sincerity and wants to confuse the world; And the old man, seeing his life, couldn't bear to see his death, so he just did those things. ”

"Heaven is ruthless, the most public and selfless, killing the people of the world will not cause the wrath of the heavens, and saving the people of the world will not attract the rewards of the heavens, whether I or them, what I ask for is just a [me] word."

"Do what I want and never regret it."

"There is only a choice, there is no right or wrong......"

"It's just that it's hard for the people."

He lowered his eyes, and suddenly smiled: "Thank you very much, spend your own foundation so that I can still take another look at Zhongzhou, come on, there is this last chance, and the next game of chess ......" The young Taoist used his innate Qi to transform the chess game, a dragon and a person, a soul and a soldier After all, the next game is here, and the chess game is still a dragon slaying game, and the chess pieces fall.

And the old dragon king sighed slightly, and gradually became transparent.

He only had his soul left, and finally after thinking about it for a long time, he fell, and suddenly there was a dragon chanting in the sky.

It is the true body and blood of the old dragon king himself.

He consumed the last of his life soul qi and attracted his true dragon body, the young Taoist raised his head and saw that the dragon groaned, and finally dispersed, turned into boundless essence, suddenly spread, and turned into falling rain, just like back then, the rain fell, this is the true dragon essence blood that once led to the split of the demon clan and the exodus of the dragon clan, even if it is scattered as rain and sprinkled on such a large area in Zhongzhou, it still has its effect.

The seriously injured were turned into minor injuries and the deceased was brought back to the machine.

And the living make up for the foundation.

The true dragon died here, and there is no resentment towards the common people, in this case, Zhongzhou's vitality should not be damaged.

The young Taoist held the chess pieces, knew the old dragon king's choice, did not block it, closed his eyes, the white hair on his sideburns was slightly raised, emphasizing the qi, and said: "The edict of the Taishang, the lonely soul of Chaoyou." ”

Not to the old dragon king in front of him.

Instead, with this rain that was close to the level of the true monarch's essence blood, the power of the spell was scattered all over Zhongzhou.

The old dragon king had already cast a spell, and Qi Wufu only attracted the last strength of the old dragon king to complete this spell.

The soul washes away resentment to help it reincarnate.

A true dragon, a thousand-year-old Dao line, was dispersed in a blink of an eye, the old dragon king's life soul was pale and plain, and the last son fell with a smile, even if the young Taoist's edict could not let it condense for too long, the latter did not say anything more, but desperately urged his own Yuan Qi.

Because of the previous Antarctic Immortal Emperor's wine, he finally assisted the old dragon king to complete the last rain in this life.

One day, the fractured mountains will turn into ravines, and all things will be born again in them, turning into a superb scene.

"Isn't what you and I do also a choice?"

The old dragon king smiled, and a son fell, and the last life soul of the three souls and seven spirits was also dispersed, and his consciousness gradually ethereal, and the rain could no longer be felt, and his soul was scattered.

But suddenly everything fell silent.

The flow of time seems to be sluggish, and Qi Wufu can see the rain falling, strung into a chain of beads.

A drop of rain fell, dripping into Ao Liu's blank consciousness.

The soul of life has not been broken, has not been revived, but has not been reincarnated, but mixed into this falling rain, sprinkled in the world, although not reincarnated, I don't know where it is, but it has never been scattered, walking on the dragon slaying platform once, three souls and seven spirits scattered two souls and seven spirits, but after all, one of them remained, and a wisp of vitality was obtained, and the rain that fell was different from this falling rain.

The young Taoist raised his eyes and saw that this drop of rain came from the willow leaves, which was crystal clear.

Seeing a gentle-looking man with plain eyes in front of me, I don't know when he appeared, I don't know how to appear, I just said:

"Seven years ago, a rain saved the lives of the people."

"I'll give you a rain and give you a chance to live."

"It's the so-called one drink and one peck."

"The Arctic Exorcism House is the bottom line, and the merits and demerits cannot be offset by the demerits."

"And between heaven and earth, there should be a clear distinction between reward and punishment."

When the young Taoist got up, he didn't feel that the consumption was huge, his body staggered, and he could only stand firm by pressing the table, he felt a trace of charm, and suddenly realized that when he and Ao Liuyu fell into the rain and Pudu's soul, they seemed to have been helped by this person's qi and machine, but now until he appeared, Qi Wufu did not notice it, and asked:

"Are you?!"

The middle-aged scribe in front of him has a long jade body, his eyes are peaceful, and there is a white cat napping in his sleeve robe, dragging a jade bottle in his left hand, among which there are willow branches and leaves, which are crystal clear, and the other hand is holding an umbrella, and his temperament is particularly pure, sweeping the young man in front of him, raising his eyes slightly, and muttering to himself in his heart-

Robbery of the Sword III.

Edict.

He swept his robe, sat down at the table, and replied, "Poor Dao." ”

"Taiyi rescues suffering."

(End of chapter)