"And when a girl happened to appear on a hill where I preached, and when I saw that she was pitiful, I took her in, and when she was babbling, I taught her sorcery, but she could not learn it. At that time, I felt that the vitality of heaven and earth was rejecting this girl. ”

"At that time, it was the time when 'fate' was born to kill, countless mortals were planted with demon seeds, and none of them were spared, but this girl was the only one who was crystal clear and natural inside her body, not only rejecting the vitality, but even the demon energy could not tolerate anything. ”

"Old man Shan, I seem to have seen this physique you said in a certain book..."Ling Jianan's expression moved, but he thought hard again.

Mr. Shan smiled slightly, and read in a smooth tone. "Manjushri Sutra, verse 31, Manjushri has four bodies..."

"Innocent!" Ling Jianan's eyes lit up and he said loudly. "That man is born innocent!"

"Again, she is the only one in this world, and the last..."Mr. Shan lowered his head in silence, looking very lonely.

"Shouldering the life and death of hundreds of millions of mortals, used to crush fate... O Child of Destiny!"

In this world, there is such a group of people, they have been extraordinary since they were born, and they have exerted too much intelligent talent beyond their peers since they were young, no matter how the people behind them catch up, in the end, they can only look at them unwillingly, and give them jealousy or admiration.

They were given the title of genius by mortals to show the difference between the two.

Is the world fair? This is true for optimists, who cannot see discrimination against the colour of their skin, the gap between the rich and the poor, the perversion of the law for personal gain, and the law that pervades every corner of the world to punish injustice.

Geniuses are the product of their unfairness, they are all the pride of the sky, and it is common for them to know all the truths through the law. They surpass mortals by too much.

So, the mortals slowly united and began a long struggle against genius....

"At the beginning of the fifth month of the Constitutional Calendar, the famous genius Dream Yu was framed by mortals and imprisoned... What the hell is this?" a cool teenager frowned at the crumpled stack of papers in his hand, a little impatiently at someone looking at him expectantly. "This is the novel you wrote, what's it called?"

Mengyu smiled shyly, and then said softly. "I haven't thought about the title of the book yet, but I'm very satisfied with the beginning, how about it, isn't it a fatalistic battle?"

"Huh. The cool young man tugged at the corners of his mouth. He replied very tactfully. "Almost... bar. ”

"Haha, I'll just say that the eleventh seniors are the best, and the other three seniors don't even read my writings, especially the extremely strong seniors, if I hadn't used my pupil power to trace back the past and restore the content of those novels that were torn apart by him, I would have wanted to cry without tears. Mengyu, who was the only alternate for Yang Jue, sighed, as if he was upset about what happened to him. "Fortunately, this day has turned the tide, brute!"

Eleven looked at Mengyu with empty eyes, and his tone couldn't help but have a hint of admiration. "Hey, you're actually using this thing to harass you... It's..."

"The afterlife is terrible, the afterlife is terrible," he laughed dryly. Then he raised his hand and said cool again. "Dream Language, as a junior of this organization, I want to warn you about an absolute taboo..."

"Never provoke the Absolute Strong. Whether it's a genius or a mortal, that guy is..."

"A demon who is more genius than any genius!"

The air slowly warmed up, and Eleven slowly stood up and looked around them.

At this moment, Yang Jue is divided into three parts. Awesome stood on a ghostly ice floe, while Eleven and Dream sat on another piece of ice immediately behind, and the remaining mysterious Jeruchi stood alone on the third ice.

The power of the five has long been beyond the scope of human comprehension. They traveled day and night, from 10,000 feet above the ground across Antarctica, passing through Australia, if a cloud-piercing arrow with a terrifying killing intent locked onto the city of the Yiyun people, mixed with a sonic boom to shuttle at great speed.

"Strange..."

Eleven's nose fluttered slightly, and he muttered to himself. "The wind doesn't smell right..."

"Senior, if you have any questions, you can come and ask Ben Tian, oh, although Ben Tian doesn't want to help, but if the senior orders..."Meng Yu held the manuscript in his hand, and muttered something in his mouth that made Eleven bleed internally.

"Mengyu, why did you come back?" Eleven asked suddenly, looking at the cloudless sky.

"Huh? Do you still need to ask? Because all the seniors of Yang Jue are very beautiful, everyone is very respectful when they hear that Yang Jue is coming, and this day is genius..."

"Hehe, it seems that you still haven't realized it. Eleven bared a mouthful of shiny white teeth, and he let out a calm but terrifying laugh.

"Before you, Yang Jue had more than fifty substitutes, and without exception, they were all the pride of the sky. ”

"Do you know why they're gone?" he asked softly, looking down at Mengyu.

"Cut, I always use old things to pit me. Mengyu pouted and said. Except for a few unexplained disappearances, the others were due to accidental deaths while on mission. “

"That's right, because the dead don't need scenery, newcomer, you have only seen our splendor and our rampantness, but you have not seen every drop of blood we have shed all over this land..."

"Now, our contemptuous opponent has given us a big gift. Eleven looked at the wind that was blowing stronger and stronger, and said with a smile. "What a big stroke, this is tearing the space with the wind, and using the turbulence of space to borrow a knife to kill people. ”

Mengyu was silenced by Eleven's preface, then touched his nose and asked puzzled. "Senior, shouldn't the spatial turbulence be difficult for us?"

"You know a hammer, turbulence is not terrible, but it leads us into a labyrinth of space debris..."

...

On top of another piece of ice, Night Wind looked at the terrifying wind, and there was not the slightest ripple on his calm cheeks.

The beautiful little bird snuggled in his arms and said with a smile. "Night Breeze, this is my little sister's handiwork. ”

"Yin Jue is subordinate to Yang Jue, and she, as one of Yin Jue, is usurping against me, if you are you, she will hand it over to you. There was no expression on his knife-like face, and the night breeze stood quietly high in the air, allowing the cold wind to whistle around them.

"Hee-hee. She smiled beautifully, pretending to be a little woman. "Do you really think I can do it?"

"She assassinated you several times, tried to subvert the rule of Yang Jue a few days ago, and completely tore her face today, do you really think you can't do it?"

"That's just right. "Absolutely beautiful leaned on the body of the night breeze, and said longing like an ordinary girl. "I deal with my sister, and you deal with your brother, we are really destined to fate. ”

Night Wind didn't reply, he looked at the void where the crack slowly spread, and his slender right hand involuntarily grasped the hilt of a demonic blood-red sword entwined by a dragon around his waist...

...

"Huh. The most mysterious man in the Yang Jue slowly opened his pensive eyes, he looked at the starry sky, the corners of his mouth pulled a trace of arc, and then the fierce wind around him suddenly poured into his three feet, and then swallowed the seemingly fragile body of the mysterious man.

"Hey!" Mengyu in front of him stared wide-eyed and stunned as the man was swept away by the storm, and he was speechless for a while.

"It's... Hung up?"

Eleven stared at the ice powder that had been sharded to pieces by the sharp wind, ignoring the fuss and dreams, frowning as if thinking about something.

"Brilliant Wisdom..."

"Absolute wisdom?!"

"While it's not wrong that he's our companion, why are my memories of him vague before?, and have he been on any missions with me?" Eleven muttered, asking himself in disbelief. "Isn't this guy a member of the Yang Jue at all, not my partner at all, but a memory added out of thin air to my mind..."

"What are you kidding, I'm just choosing one of the Yang Jue, and I can actually fall into illusion?" he became more and more frightened the more he spoke, and at the same time his brow furrowed more and more.

"Hey senior, now is not the time to be in a daze. Mengyu looked at the crackling and overwhelmed sound around him, and his face was extremely ugly as he looked at the already shattered Sky Dao. "The space in this sky has been..."

"Oops! I forgot to get close to them!" Hearing Mengyu's reminder, he hurriedly looked ahead, but where could he see it when it was dark all around?

"Dream Language!" he said, pointing in a certain direction. "Open your eyes, find..."

As they spoke, they heard a deafening collapse sound, and before the two of them could react, countless wind blades swept them and disappeared in place.

That day, Youhan had promised Yiyun and everyone to delay Yang Jue for more than half a month, and everyone only knew that she was eager to win, but they never noticed what price she had paid.

It is contrary to the yang and the yang, and it is a complete break with the yang.

She used her exclusive ability to completely separate the five Yang Jue (let's just count them five), and then began a short but high-intensity training for Yiyun and the others.

No one knows whether this battle is ginger or old spicy, or if the master is killed by random punches, no matter what, the world will experience a catastrophe.

In the midst of such undercurrents, a month in the real world is fleeting... (To be continued......)