Ten thousand years of delusion, once it came to nothing.

Who are the heroes?

Hero is a kind of belief that makes good people yearn for it and bad people fear.

The heavenly spirit said that he would hear the name of the black impermanence again, and wanted to know whose hands he had died under.

He was wrong, really wrong.

As long as Black Impermanence is a hero, no matter what the name is, whether he has reached the top or not, he stands here, and he has already won.

Such a boring question, of course, Hei Impermanence would not pay attention to it, he slowly raised his hand, and the iron chain in his hand was already scattered.

"Master slow down. The lazy drunkard shook his head and sighed bitterly, and gently persuaded Han Jiu: "Although his sin is unforgivable, it is my old friend, I once slapped him in the back, and his behavior is not bright, I want to use the power of the master to repay his favor, and ask the master to give him another chance to let him die decently." ”

Hei Wuchang didn't speak, wrapped the chain back around his forearm, and stood with his hands in his hands, unruly.

The lazy drunkard gently approached the heavenly spirit, looking at his brother thousands of years ago, his heart was churning, and he was as clever as him, but he didn't know what to say?

The heavenly spirit was covered in mud, his arms were broken, and when he first arrived in the land of the West Star, he was so majestic that he threatened to be the lord of heaven and earth, and there was only despair in his eyes at this moment.

"Tianling, you have been heroic, silent, crazy, your life is wonderful enough. ”

In just one sentence, a person's life is completed, whether it is a hundred years or ten thousand years.

"Everybody has to take responsibility for what they've done, and that's right, you know. ”

This principle is very simple, everyone should understand, and those who don't understand are either pretending to be confused or despicable.

"So. The lazy drunkard looked at Tianling, who was the pain of parting, and frowned slightly: "I hope you will be like a hero at the last moment of your life." ”

"You won, so you are qualified to speak, and I am only worthy to listen. The Heavenly Spirit laughed miserably, his face pale, and like all those who had been defeated, he was so embarrassed.

He looked directly into the eyes of the lazy drunkard, took a step forward, raised his head, and exposed his throat to him.

"Since you and I were once brothers, I will give you the name of the hero who slew the wicked. ”

He was so close to the lazy drunkard, completely unguarded, like a mortal who was powerless to fight back.

All you need is an ordinary move, lock his throat, and you can avenge the revenge of heaven and earth and avenge the ghost who died in vain.

The lazy drunkard didn't move, and Tianling asked softly, "Why don't you do it yet?"

The lazy drunkard didn't answer, and Tianling smiled lightly: "Why don't you dare to be a hero?"

Hovering on the edge of life and death, there is nothing that cannot be let go, Tianling took a step forward and sneered in the ear of the lazy drunkard: "When you and I first met, I laughed at you for being timid, but I didn't expect that after ten thousand years, you still haven't grown." ”

Ren said, the lazy drunkard was still speechless, the heavenly spirit was laughing, and asked a question that had puzzled the lazy drunkard for thousands of years: "You and I raise the divine beast together, why do they forget you alone?"

"Maybe there is a poison of forgetting. The lazy drunkard could only guess and say his answer: "The Meng Po soup in the underworld is this kind of poison." ”

"The poison of Meng Po soup also has an antidote. Tianling smiled lightly: "Between heaven and earth, there is an antidote to Meng Po soup, and I am the only one, do you want it?"

Forgetting the past life and being a new person in the next life is the whole meaning of Meng Po Tang, and if there is an antidote, Meng Po Tang does not have to exist in the world.

The lazy drunkard lowered his eyebrows and was speechless, and Tianling suddenly lowered his voice: "What can't be broken up is brotherhood, we can be heroes together." ”

To this day, the heavenly spirits are still so persistent.

"The two of us have thousands of years of spiritual energy. The voice was lowered again, and Tianling was full of confidence: "As long as we join forces and kill Han Jiu, you and I will be brothers again and own heaven and earth together." ”

What he said 10,000 years ago, he brought it up again at this time.

Now are two completely different situations, 10,000 years ago it was inevitable, and 10,000,000 years later it is a dying struggle.

"Heavenly spirit, brotherhood, love and righteousness will last forever. The lazy drunkard finally spoke, he sighed slightly bitterly, and made a final exhortation: "If you are willing to let go of your obsession and abolish your supernatural powers, I may be able to give you a path of atonement, so that you can start evil and end well." ”

"Really?" I thought that my life had come to an end, but I didn't expect the lazy drunkard to save himself, and hope ignited in Tianling's eyes.

"If only you would repent and abolish ......"

"Die!"

With his hands and legs broken, the despicable man finally showed his vicious face, and the heavenly spirit bent his knees and tried his best to crush the chest of the lazy drunkard.

A bit of compassion, piece by piece withered, and the lazy drunkard died softly under the knees of the heavenly spirit, like a puddle of mud.

After making the move, the Heavenly Spirit immediately fled, and he erected another ice wall to block Han Jiu's pursuit.

"Stop me, can you stop it!" Seeing the lazy drunkard die tragically in a pool of blood, Han Jiu's anger burned through his chest, and the hero roared, breaking through the wind and chasing after him: "I want you to break your body into ten thousand pieces!"

He was faster than lightning, and the icy wall was smashed into dust by him, and the chains were like a bolt of lightning, locking the throat of the heavenly spirit.

He will tear off the head of the heavenly spirit alive and sacrifice the eternal impermanence.

Even though he was so fast, it was impossible for this wish to come true.

Because when the iron chain was wrapped around the neck of the heavenly spirit, he was already a dead man.

The flesh and skin of the Heavenly Spirit were tumbling, the internal organs were shattered, the bones were all broken, and the death was unbearable.

He may have hundreds of thousands of palms in his body, because he was surrounded by hundreds of thousands of white impermanence.

Each of Bai Wuchang's hands was stained with blood, and one was holding the heart of the Heavenly Spirit in his hand.

The things of the world are always so sad and ridiculous, the heavenly spirit wants to slaughter the underworld, maybe until the moment of death, he didn't expect that he finally died from the ghost hands of the underworld.

When he fled in a hurry, even the Heavenly Spirit himself forgot that these tens of thousands of Bai Impermanence were the Bai Impermanence that pestered him in a duel.

He used the power of ice to freeze Bai Wuchang, like a dead tree stump.

He was defenseless, and the dead stump came to life, and each of them slapped him a dozen times, and beat him into meat sauce.

In fact, Tian Ling should have thought that his ice evil skills could not freeze Bai Wuchang at all, and the reason why tens of thousands of Bai Wuchang were like zombies was the formation deliberately laid by the lazy drunkard, waiting for Tian Ling to be caught by himself.

From beginning to end, Tianling was destined to be a loser, whether it was the chain of black impermanence or the feather fan of white impermanence, he could not avoid any of them.

The heavenly spirit is dead, and the ice is gone.

Everyone moved freely again, and their hearts welled up with emotion.

What is a hero?

Not the Lord of Heaven and Earth, but with a good heart.

Hei Wuchang withdrew his chains, and he turned to look at Yan Jun's little sister.

This is the first glimpse of rebirth after the death of the reincarnation gate, and in the cold eyes, it is full of love.

The little sister is still the true body of Enma, a flame that stands up to the sky.

"Little brother, you are not allowed to look at me, I am ugly now. ”

The little sister screamed, put away the ten thousand demons, turned back into a pretty girl, and fled from the land of the West Star.

When the lover reunites, there should be endless love words, how could she run away?

All the women in the Land of the West Star were laughing because they understood it.

Whether it's black impermanence's eyes are cold, or whether it's love, the little sister doesn't care.

What Xiaomei cares about is that in the eyes of black impermanence, will she be forever beautiful?