Chapter 280: Eternal Palace (I)

The ability is too low, everything is constrained, and for the time being, it is not a tragedy that you can't act willfully, and you can't come and go as you like.

Under the rules, like a slow crawling snail, step by step, it is so insignificant, looking at the end of the world, it is impossible to reach.

If you can't break the rules, then it's never worth mentioning, not to mention the so-called ideals and dreams, in the eyes of Heavenly Dao, you can be wiped out in a snap of your fingers, and everything will be in vain.

No matter how high the achievement is, it also needs the corresponding strength to escort it, otherwise, it will not last long, but it will just fall into the dust and turn into a puddle of smoke.

"Tiandao is the strongest person in this world, and it is also the first thorn that needs to be solved.

The way of heaven is vast, I don't know how many incarnations there are, I don't know what form it is, I don't know what identity it is, it's unfathomable, it's so unexpected.

The two are not opponents above the same level, Chu Heng just didn't believe it, and always firmly believed that as long as it was an opponent, there would be flaws and shortcomings, and these existing weaknesses were the places he was looking for, and they were also one of the necessary means to contend with them.

The world is so big, I don't know how many miles it stretches, trying to find these weaknesses is tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack, the degree of difficulty is beyond imagination, and the chance of successfully finding it will not exceed one in 10,000.

"No matter how difficult it is, full of thorns, I will do it. ”

"This road is destined to be no turning back, nor can we admit defeat, only by going all out, may be able to find the remaining glimmer of life in theory, fight out of the encirclement, out of a bloody road. ”

The heart of returning to the earth is as unswerving as a drop of water through a stone, and what is needed most at present is time that cannot be seen or touched.

After straightening out his thoughts, Chu Heng came back to his senses and found that he had unconsciously fallen into melancholy again, and touched his nose: "Maybe I'm too sentimental." ”

With a correct attitude, Chu Heng looked at the millions of people in Wushuang City and estimated that if he got rid of those bad people at one time, there should be no more than 100,000 good people left.

Doing so is too cruel and ruthless, and I am afraid that it will hurt the peace of the heavens, so Chu Heng plans to give them a chance to reform themselves, change their faces, and be a new person.

The dead are just a pile of dry bones or ashes, without any value, it is better to let them live, let them do more good deeds, accumulate more yin virtue, and make up for the sins they have committed.

Thinking and calculating, Chu Heng at this moment, as if he had become a businessman, began to calculate carefully: "I rebuild the city alone, it is very simple, after all, the ability of the Void Immortal is still very high and unfathomable for mortals.

Moving mountains and seas, it is not a problem, it is also easy to build a palace, leaving only me and Xia Bo and a few of them, there are too many complicated and trivial matters, it is inevitable to do it yourself, lose some of the rest of the time, and if it accumulates over time, it will definitely be a heavy loss.

They're damned people, and I'm giving them a glimmer of life, but I'm also making the best use of them, so it's perfect. ”

Volleyed up in the air, walking step by step, without any support points or items under his feet, but it looked like there were invisible steps, Chu Heng walked very steadily.

Xia Bo looked at Chu Heng, flying in the air, with a bad premonition, and said, "I'm afraid he is going to do something again, I really feel sympathy for them." ”

Chang Le nodded, and felt the same way: "He won't stop leaving, and want to block the road here and rob again?"

Feng Qiwu's breathing became nervous, and he was a little short, this is a scene that only exists in TV dramas, and he was easily tossed by Chu Heng.

She can be sure that there is absolutely no crew around, and there are no props, Chu Heng's abnormal behavior is a living fact.

Therefore, it is both frightened and afraid, and there is no lack of other thoughts, which are very yearning, fascinated, and somewhat intoxicated: "He may not be human, I may not have woken up yet, but I will continue to sleep later." ”

Shangguan Lan Xin is expression is calm, extremely calm, just stepping in the air, she can also do it, and it is effortless, the people of the fairy world are in the mortal world, how can they be things in the pool.

If Chu Heng couldn't do it, then he wouldn't have to continue to live, saving the immortals from losing face and losing face. Shangguan Lan Xin was a little speechless, and said, "Is it really good to scratch your head and pose in front of a group of mortals?"

Seeing Chu Heng stepping in the air, like a god, everyone in Wushuang City trembled with fright, especially those who had confessed to all the crimes they had committed, they were even more frightened, their bodies curled up somewhere, their teeth were chattering, their breathing was messy, and their hearts were beating faster, for fear that this was a sign that they were going to kill them.

"Able to fly, is this still human?"

"This is a wizard, you can't be here to kill us, right?"

"It's possible, we have done a lot of evil, and we can't escape the blame for all our deaths, is it that evil has been rewarded?"

"He's the one who destroyed the Peerless City?"

"We are homeless, I wanted to kill him, who knew that it was so powerful, if he didn't come to slaughter, we would burn high incense, Bodhisattva bless, Bodhisattva bless!"

"It can't be the embodiment of a god, right?"

"Is it a natural or man-made disaster?"

"Is this damnation?"

"He's a messenger from heaven?"

......

Some people knelt down one after another, kowtowing to Chu Heng, even if their heads were bleeding, they didn't stop, for forgiveness, for being able to live, what dignity, what identity, what status, go to hell.

As for Wushuang City, it doesn't matter anymore, everyone invariably forgets about this matter, or forces themselves to forget it, or hides it deep in their hearts, without the courage and courage to mention it at all.

As if all the people were worshipping, they rose up in unison, and shouted deafeningly:

"Immortal forgiveness!"

"Immortal forgiveness!"

"Immortal forgiveness!"

Volleyed into the mid-air of the ruins of Wushuang City, his figure was tall, his image was majestic, majestic, not angry and arrogant, Chu Heng said expressionlessly: "Most of you have done a lot of evil, a good Wushuang City, you have made a miasma, it can be said that you deserve to die, and the crimes are too numerous to mention, even if you die a thousand times or ten thousand times, you can't wash away your crimes." ”

"Don't you feel ashamed?"

"Don't you think it's innocent to die?"

"Don't you think you deserve it?"

"As I pass through this place, and see this ugliness and darkness, I ought to get rid of you evil once and for all, lest you do evil again in the future. ”

"If the killing is too heavy, it will hurt the heavens and the peace, and the heavens have the virtue of a good life. Therefore, it is inconvenient for this seat to do more killing, and to give you a chance to live, a chance to mend your ways, and a chance to atone for your sins. ”