Chapter 158: Because I am sad, I am dedicated

The viewer enters Chang'an. โ—Ž Smart kids remember the pie super fast hand hit the update faction โ—Ž

Facing the strongest people of the academy and Huang Yang, he extinguished the fire of his heart and blood on the Buddha beads at a glance, waved his sleeves to break the sky and the demon realm, and when he stretched out his hand, the apocalypse descended, and the thousand-year-old city wall was broken with a sword.

The ruins of the streets, the snow burning in the sky, the raindrops are constantly falling, all these pictures only prove one thing, that is, his strength.

For countless years, the cultivation world has confirmed that there are very few people who have crossed the five realms, and any of these realms are already legends or even myths, such as the realm of the Apocalypse.

However, today on the snow street, the viewer waved his hand and rolled up his sleeves to apply the mythical realm above the four five realms: immeasurable, silence, apocalypse, and infinite distance, and it seemed so casual and relaxed.

The level displayed by the contemplator has gone beyond the scope of the Xiling canon and many cultivation classics, beyond the upper edge of the practitioner's most unbridled imagination, and even seems so unreal.

The rain was still continuing, and he walked towards the north of Suzaku Avenue with a calm expression.

The majestic power that fell from the heavenly dome was injected into his body.

Every step he took to break through the stagnant water and break through the sky, the aura on his body became more and more powerful.

The cold rain slid down the face of the curtain.

She looked at the Guan Lord who came from the rain and said, "It is rumored that eighteen years ago, you landed ashore and personally knocked Wei Guangming to the mortal dust, except for his position as the god of light. โ€

The viewer said, "Yes. โ€

Yu Curtain said: "I didn't believe that you had the ability to forcibly knock a powerhouse of the Apocalypse Realm back to its original form, and it was only now that I realized that you were even stronger than the legend. โ€

Guan Zhu walked forward slowly and said: "Strength is just a relative concept, I am stronger than you, stronger than Wei Guangming, it does not mean that I am strong, just as you are stronger than Xiong Chumo, nor does it mean that I am really strong." โ€

Yu Curtain said, "Then what is really powerful?"

The Lord said, "Turn the relative into the absolute." That's really powerful. โ€

Yu Curtain asked, "Better than everyone else." Is that really powerful?"

The viewer said: "Yes, if the world is invincible, it is naturally truly powerful. โ€

Yu Curtain asked, "Does the viewer think that he is already invincible in the world?"

"The madman is dead, and the master is gone. โ€

The viewer looked up at the rain-soaked sky and said, "I have no choice but to be invincible." โ€

When he answered this question, his emotions were very calm and calm, so he seemed to take it for granted, as if he was talking about who made the best food.

Yu Curtain said: "Since the world is invincible, why do you still practice the exercises of my Great Ming Sect? But he asked the enemy, don't you feel ashamed?"

What she said was naturally the grayed eyes of the viewer she had seen when she punched before.

That is the gray eyes born from the gluttony of the Demon Sect.

Guan Zhu said: "Everything in the world belongs to Haotian, not to mention now, you should understand that Mingzong's sacrifice is still Haotian, why can't I use it?"

Snow burning in the sky above Chang'an City. It's almost burned out.

So the rain on the snow street. At this point, it is getting smaller.

At this time, the viewer walked to a side alley, there is a well at the mouth of the alley, and the snow accumulated on the edge of the well has been very lucky to avoid the erosion of the rain, and it looks white and fluffy, which is very beautiful.

It was only at this point that the curtain let go of its hand.

She kept clutching the padded jacket around her brother's waist.

When she had a conversation with the Lord, the elder brother never participated. Because he kept coughing, kept bleeding, and his body looked so weak after being seriously injured.

The reason why Yu Curtain kept holding on to him was because she knew that if she let go of her hand, her senior brother would definitely risk his life. Forcibly enter the Void and continue the battle with the Viewer.

Now she let go of her hand, because the senior brother had been given a moment to rest, and more importantly, because the viewer had come closer, and the life and death between victory and defeat had come to the fore.

At this moment, a person suddenly crawled out of the courtyard of the house that had become ruins on the side of the street.

It was a young man, wearing a straw hat.

He rushed back from Xiling, back to Chang'an, back to the academy.

Thousands of miles of clouds and moons, dust and earth, made him lose a lot of weight.

He can no longer be described as chubby, only burly.

This is probably how a so-called man should be described.

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In the eyes of many people, the Guardian is already a legendary figure.

Today's rain and snow in Chang'an City prove that the Lord is indeed a legend.

But the legendary people are still people.

When he saw his only flesh and blood, standing firmly and resolutely against himself, the first words he said were no different from the ordinary women in those stories.

The Lord said, "How did I give birth to such a son as you?"

Chen Pipi lifted a wooden beam that had fallen in front of him, walked to the middle of the street, knelt down on his knees, and said in a slightly trembling voice: "Father, but I am also a student of the academy. โ€

The viewer looked at his son, who was kneeling in the rain, and said, "You are so weak, how can you choose a side?"

Chen Pipi has been considered a Dao genius since he was a child, and he is also the youngest cultivator to enter the realm of knowing fate, but at this time, the three people in the street, the realm strength is far above him, and the statement of the Guan Master is not wrong.

"My son always wanted to give it a try," he said. โ€

The gaze of the viewer crossed the top of Chen Pipi's head and fell on the bloodied senior brother on the other side of the street, and said, "Just so that your senior brother can rest for a while, is it worth it?"

Chen Pipi said: "It's just dedication. โ€

Guan Zhu said: "The academy is worthy of your dedication, but is the Dao Gate not worth it?"

Chen Pipi didn't look back at the senior brother and the third senior sister.

But he knew that after seven days of the most arduous pursuit, the senior brother was already exhausted and seriously injured, and the senior sister's current situation was not much better.

He was silent for a moment and then said, "Since it is a wholeheartedness, of course, it must start from the heart. โ€

He didn't answer his father's question directly, but he did.

It was his intention that allowed him to break the formation in Zhishouguan, so that the senior brother could come and go easily, and it was also his intention that allowed him to gallop back from Xiling, and then confront his father on the street.

The emotion on the face of the Guan Lord became calmer and calmer, and he said, "I can not give you this opportunity. โ€

Chen Pipi said: "Please give my son this last chance, I don't want anything else." โ€

The contemplator said, "After you have done your best, there will be no two minds?"

Chen Pipi said: "That's exactly what it means. โ€

The viewer said, "Very well. โ€

Chen Pipi stood up, wiped the rain and sewage from his face, and slowly raised his arms.

His fingers trembled slightly.

for he is ready to use the Divine Finger of the Brook of the World, because his enemy is his own father.

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The elder brother wanted to stop the fight because he thought it was a mistake for father and son to kill each other.

Yu Curtain only used one sentence to stop him: "If the academy wants to destroy Miรจ, you must at least give Pippi a chance to do his best, otherwise how will he spend the rest of his life?"

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Chen Pipi used the academy to control the world and the gods.

Finger qi criss-crossed between the light rain, like a milk swallow cast into the forest, naughty longing to find a trace.

Obviously, as soon as he pointed to the east, the breath of heaven and earth was condensed like a sharp blade, stabbing obliquely from the west.

Obviously, the fingers tremble like the grass in the wind, but the fingers are quiet and soft and beautiful like the lotus leaves in the lake.

The last time Chen Pipi cast the Divine Finger of the World Creek was on a certain day of the New Year, when Sang Sang was holding a futon and standing outside the back garden of the Chang'an Mansion.

It was his second shot in the true sense of the word.

It was also his strongest shot.

In the face of the implication of the rain, the eyes of the viewer showed a look of relief.

This is what he taught Chen Pipi.

He was very satisfied with the realm and ability that Chen Pipi was showing now.

So he was very relieved and decided not to be too strict with tangerine peel.

He stretched out his index finger and dotted it out.

He decided not to kill his own son.

I could only hear the sound of wind and rain, flutes, and drums.

The fingers that crisscrossed the street shattered into countless pieces in an instant.

There were a few muffled pops.

Chen Pipi fell into the rain, covered in blood.

The joints of his limbs were all injured by the fingers, and the blood was clear, and he looked extremely miserable.

The one used by the viewer is also the god of the world's streams.

It is the truly powerful god finger of the world.

Chen Pipi couldn't move, and sat in the rain like a man before his execution, crying and crying.

He cried very sadly.

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(Exhausted to the extreme, this chapter is only two thousand five, good night.) ๏ผ‰