Seeing the handwriting on the stele of persuading Shici, the evil self-born look was suddenly shocked, and he looked a little surprised, "It turned out to be my tombstone." ”

The name written on the stele in front of me is not Wanyun, but evil self-generation.

Seeing his name engraved on the tombstone, his expression gradually became indifferent, and he stopped flying, not knowing what the meaning of his escape was? It was as if one day, his name would be engraved on the tombstone after all, and the tombstone would be his end.

"The fate of death has been revealed, there is no need to do useless struggles, the sea of suffering is vast, and there is a shore to turn back. ”

He heard a voice ringing in his ears, and it was extremely kind, full of mercy, and it seemed to be a guide.

The evil self-sheng raised his head and looked ahead, the undulating mountains and forests in front of him looked like a sea of bitterness at this time, with no end, and he was like a person standing on a lonely boat, drifting with the tide in the sea of suffering, swaying endlessly.

"Do you want to turn back?" the evil self asked himself.

Evil Zisheng turned his head and looked behind him, behind him, above the vast sea of suffering, exuding a golden glow in the sky, and in the golden light, a tall statue of the goddess was smiling at him.

The goddess statue stretched out a hand, as if expecting the evil to come back to her.

Seeing this statue of the goddess, the evil self-born was full of doubts and asked, "You yourself are above the sea of suffering, and you don't know where the shore is. ”

Hearing the words of the evil self-generated, the face of the goddess on the sea of bitterness changed drastically, as if someone had been poked in the sore spot, became angry, and screamed: "If everyone is merciful, where does the sea of bitterness come from, you are stubborn, then give me death, the world does not need a criminal person like you." ”

"A good person who is merciful for all, where does the sea of suffering come from, although your way is grand, but you can't be merciful yourself, and you want others to be merciful, it is destined to be self-deception. The evil shook his head.

If everyone had compassion in their hearts, there would be no strife and hatred in this world, and there may really be no sea of suffering, but if you can't do it yourself, but you want others to do it, this vow sounds ridiculous.

"What a shitty waste, you are now in my endless sea of suffering, and you dare to speak out, waiting to die. The voice of the Yuan Shen Dharma statue of the Guanyin Holy Maiden suddenly changed, and it became the voice of Yuan Mengyao, and the face of the Yuan Shen Dharma statue of the Guanyin Holy Maiden also slowly changed, and gradually showed Yuan Mengyao's face.

Yuan Mengyao's face was ugly, she just pretended to use the Yuan Shen Statue, just to completely crack down on the evil self-generation in words, but what Yuan Mengyao didn't expect was that she relied on the Yuan Shen statue of the Guanshi Holy Maiden, and under the pressure of such a huge mana, she didn't take advantage of it at all, but was annoyed and angry by what the other party said, and now she was already eager to blast the evil self-generation into powder with heavenly thunder.

Evil Zisheng saw the primordial god statue of the goddess of the goddess on the sea of bitterness, and the thunder flashed in his eyes, and the mana was amazing, once it broke out, it was bound to be a thunderous blow.

Evil Zisheng tried to flap the ghost wings on his shoulder, but found that his ghost wings were not controlled at all, and his whole body seemed to be restrained by something invisible.

"It's suffering. Scenes of inner pain appeared in front of him, and the evil self-born was aware of it.

In these scenes, the teacher was destroyed, and two childish hands that were tightly grasped were pulled apart, and each scene made the evil self-born extremely painful in his heart, but he was powerless, just like the situation in front of him.

In the sea of bitterness under the evil self-born, the waves were turbulent, a whirlpool was quickly formed, and from the endless abyss of the bitter sea, a tombstone rose, which was the tombstone of the evil self-born before.

"You are bound by suffering, you can't run away, accept the judgment of mercy. Yuan Mengyao's voice was extremely solemn, as if she was reading some oath.

"Damn. Evil Zisheng scolded, he should have fallen into some kind of Taoist technique of the other party, but his body couldn't break free no matter how he struggled, but the more he struggled, the more real the sea of suffering around him became.

The evil self-born wanted to get out of the body, only to find that in addition to his own body, even his own soul was not controlled, and it could not fly out of the body at all, as if there was something on the surface of the body that was suppressing his soul.

"Yuan Mengyao, if you kill me, aren't you afraid of bringing disaster to Yuan Shendao. "The evil business has something to say, and I hope to let Yuan Mengyao take care of it.

Yuan Mengyao was slightly stunned, and then snorted coldly: "You killed my disciple of Yuan Shen Dao, and you still hope that I will let you go, it's really whimsical, soon you will be thundered by the sky and there will be no scum left, Wan Jianfeng will not know, I have nothing to fear." ”

From the tombstone in the sea of suffering to the back of the evil self-born, an invisible force dragged his body and pasted the evil self-born on the top of the tombstone.

From the top of the tombstone, the handwriting of the tomb of the evil self-born became a chain, tying the evil self-born to the tombstone of persuading the world to be merciful, and now the evil self-born looked like a prisoner who had been executed.

"What else do you have to say when you die?" Yuan Mengyao was a little proud.

However, at this time, the evil self-born closed his eyes, and it seemed as if he had accepted his fate.

"It seems that you finally understand that the gap between your and my strength is too big, and there is no point in struggling, and in the end it will be a dead end. Yuan Mengyao is very confident in herself.

The other party is just a consummation of the Filth Removal Realm, and she has already stepped into the Bigu Realm, and the Dao technique she cultivates is also an extremely advanced Dao technique, the two of them are not opponents of the same level at all, and now that the evil self-sheng has given up resistance, Yuan Mengyao does not feel strange.

However, at this moment, the body of the evil self-born who had calmed down underwent drastic changes, and on the body of the evil self-born, the clothes were noisy, as if something was about to erupt from the body of the evil self-generated.

Yuan Mengyao was not in a hurry, she wanted to see what surprise this dying person could bring her in the end.

At this moment, the chains bound to the evil self-born body seemed to be pulled by great force, and they broke inch by inch.

"Impossible, this endless sea of suffering, even a monk of the Xiangwen Realm cannot break free, how can a monk of the Filth Realm do it. ”

Yuan Mengyao's eyes were obviously full of disbelief, her eyes were shining, and she wanted to see through everything from the evil self-generated.

Yuan Mengyao only glanced at it, and the statue of the goddess on the bitter sea stood up a little unseated.

"It turned out to be a dragon, impossible, how could this kid have the will of a dragon, and this dragon can't see the past and the future, as if life has no beginning and end, and will always exist in the present, what's going on?" Yuan Mengyao's shocked look was beyond words.

She saw a huge divine dragon flying in the sky above the bitter sea, and the back of this huge divine dragon was shining with golden light, as if it was a vast and boundless earth.

If it weren't for her forcibly restraining herself, I was afraid that she couldn't help but want to fly to the back of the dragon to see what was going on, to see if that place was the shore or not.

Under the impact of this huge divine dragon, the tombstone behind the evil self-born body was shattered by heavy collisions and fell into the sea of suffering.

"Give me death, the third life of suffering. Right now, Yuan Mengyao can't be indifferent, the feeling that evil is born to her is too terrifying, especially this mysterious dragon, so that she can't see the slightest clue.

Three white thunderbolts shot out from the three pupils in the eyes of the goddess of the world, and these three white thunderbolts were incomparably white, like three silver-white electric forks, falling directly towards the position where the evil was born.

Although it is the same three-world tribulation photo, but compared with the three-world tribulation photo performed before, I don't know how many times more terrifying, as soon as these three white thunders appeared, they produced great majesty.

Under the majesty of these three white thunderbolts, it seems that together with the suffering of the previous two lives, it can also be seen and destroyed.