I Honor

200,000 Years in a Dream

Meng Qi knew that Mr. Wang was crazy, but he never knew that he was crazy to such an extent. He had obviously achieved the Dharma Body, and no longer worried about dying at fifty. , laying out slowly, there is no need to rush for a while, so that the green hills are left without worrying about no firewood, but in the end he chose the most intense and unbelievable way

He achieved Dharmakaya just to commit suicide

Originally, I thought that the reason for Prince Wang’s plan to die was because of the return of “Ghosts, Gods and True Spirits”, and the “Fengdu Emperor” was pressing every step of the way, which made it difficult for him to deal with it. Grasping a chance to prove the dharmakaya and temporarily get rid of the predicament of dying, and letting himself be “stained with karma” means that he is prepared to save his life under this situation, so as to get rid of most unnecessary karma and alleviate the burden of life. The burden, and then use the “Monster of the Heavenly Dao” to fight against the “Emperor Fengdu” to achieve a certain balance, so as to turn the dangerous road into a smooth road, but the current performance of Mr. Wang has completely overturned his own thoughts. He really wants to die. Hard as a rock

Is this necessary? Need to go crazy like this?

Could it be that Wang Siyuan never thought of asking for help when he stepped into the cave?get out alive

Since the middle ages, the most outstanding magistrate of the Wang family chose to end his life in such a drastic way

Sure enough, Wang Siyuan was also a lunatic through and through. The madness penetrated into his spirit and his blood. Meng Qi was shocked and confused, but he didn’t slow down at all. With one step, he was already on the cemetery. With his right hand, he drew Zilei’s condensed sword.

No matter what, I have to do what I promised Wang Dashen stick meticulously, as for what will happen in the end. It all depends on his own plan.

With a bang, Jue Dao was drawn out, and a bright purple color shone through the darkness and obscurity. At this moment, Wang Siyuan’s left hand with parallel fingers pierced his eyebrows.

There was a sound of shattering illusion, Wang Siyuan’s eyebrows were directly pierced, and the true spirit seemed to be torn apart. There was an invisible flame burning inside the Dharma body, the breath began to weaken, and the vitality continued to decrease. His face became paler and paler, except for a pair of eyes that were so bright that they were crazy.

He’s not putting on airs, he’s not retreating, he’s really killing himself

“Two hundred thousand years is a dream. The towers are like fog and the graves are like smoke. There are so many turmoil in the world, just pay for a cup of tea in front of the hall.” Wang Siyuan’s scattered consciousness suddenly spoke in a low voice, and then raised it, revealing the obvious meaning of madness, ” Everything in the past, let’s be buried with me today.”

“Be buried with you”

Wang Siyuan never liked to speak loudly, but this time his voice was like a long whistle, shaking the heavens. Luo Shu, who was fighting against Yan Luo, suddenly trembled, and his surface seemed to be stained with the invisible flame in Wang Siyuan’s body.

Light spots flurry. A black and white ball that seems to be condensed by many spells rises from Luoshu, seemingly real, illusory, and regular. It is the imprint that the Jiangdong Wang family has continuously strengthened in Luoshu for more than 200,000 years. They are in charge of this The root of a peerless magic weapon.

But at this moment, following Wang Siyuan’s “buried with him”, this imprint was completely wrapped by invisible and golden double flames, burning blazingly, and gradually cracked, and Luo Shu was urged accordingly, with a strong breath, shining water, a line with The river of fate that overlaps and merges with the long river of time is highlighted, and black and white light spots are floating in it, shaped like stars, and the debris is clear. Every magic weapon in the formation burns up and blooms. With its most brilliant brilliance, it reflects the entire cave sky in colorful colors, turning red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue and purple into an overwhelming rainbow.

The sloughs in the graveyard were also burning, spewing out all their power, and merged into the formation. The coffins suppressing the “heavenly dao monsters” all flew up and crashed into the most terrifying place in the formation, as if they were looking for death.

Jue Dao slashed down, nothing special, Meng Qi’s eyes turned the glazed lights, and the lines of cause and effect around Wang Siyuan were already illuminated, but the surrounding scenes were also reflected in his mind.

Wang Dashen stick actually sacrificed the magic weapons accumulated by the Wang family in the past dynasties

To offer sacrifices to the dharmakaya remains of the ancestors of the royal family

He actually sacrificed the seal of the Wang family in Luoshu

This is to drag the entire royal family to be buried with him.

This is equivalent to the current entire real world and even surpasses many backgrounds.

Such a big handwriting, such a crazy Mr. Wang

Apart from feeling sorry for those magical soldiers, Meng Qi was already dumbfounded by this, and could not respond to Wang Siyuan’s madness.

This was completely beyond my expectations.

After 10% of the sacrifice, Luo Shu seemed to wake up, the hazy array of hexagrams was penetrated by the long river of fate, and the various rays of light blooming from the magical weapons and magic weapons were like waves, surging and surging.

The big formation swelled, swallowing Yan Luo’s fist in one go.

“what”

A scream came from the dream, Yan Luo had no power to resist, and his fist was directly wiped out, and the big formation followed the connection, and it was about to spread to K’s body. Even in the underworld, as a legend, it seemed that he could not stand Live in the Luoshu Great Formation where so many things have been sacrificed

At a critical juncture, a pitch-black fist protruded from the illusion. The five fingers seemed to be gripped but not gripped. The black color did not appear scary, but was like a gemstone, moist and deep, full of peace and tranquility, as if it was the presentation of the state after death.

This pitch-black fist seems to be directly condensed from yin and death, but there is a ray of life in it, extremely yin and yang, not showing the slightest evil, only mysterious and sublime.

It has six fingers, and when it is clenched into a fist, there is a black vortex at the knuckles, which seems to be six passages, leading to different bridges of reincarnation, and the fist body shows that no matter how reincarnated, it will eventually fall into eternity The “sleeping”.

Such a fist knocked down without any fireworks, as seen in a dream, but the large formation formed by Luo Shu after being urged suddenly became dead silent, and the many tributaries of the illusory river of fate were all swallowed up by the main trunk, leaving only the only ending of disillusionment , the black and white light spots sprinkled with clear debris went out one by one, and the colorful splendor dimmed one after another. The sacrificed soldiers and magic weapons began to be fragmented, and even the entire cave began to fall apart.

The formation has not yet completely “dead”, the fist has penetrated a little, making Wang Siyuan’s face turn blue, like a ghost, the vitality can not stop dissipating.

This kind of power slowed down Meng Qi’s “sticky cause and effect”.

“Emperor Fengdu” finally couldn’t help but descended with a little power

If it is a normal dharma body, it must be panic at this time, because there is no way to resist the invasion of “death”, but Wang Siyuan seems to be smiling, with a calm expression, and he doesn’t care. He is committing suicide anyway, so he is still afraid of “death”

likeNot even afraid of “death”, what else to be afraid of

He sat cross-legged again, closed his eyes, smiled at the corners of his mouth, and began to sit down, no longer caring about the “Picture of Ghosts, Gods and True Spirits” and the coffin of ancient souls.

At this time, the power generated by the sacrifice rapidly declined under the blow of Emperor Fengdu, and it went to death, and Luoshu’s Wang’s imprint was completely burned out.

It returned to sleep, quietly floating in mid-air, and it was already an ownerless thing.

Wang Siyuan can even give up the peerless magic weapon

I’m going to die anyway, what’s the use of the peerless magic weapon

The pitch-black fist opened, and he didn’t take his own “Ghosts and Gods True Spirit Map” first, nor did he vent his anger on the sitting Wang Siyuan, letting him disappear in smoke, but grabbed Luo Shu.

Luoshu, a peerless magic weapon, is also called the symbol of Yidao together with Hetu. It is rumored that if the two are united, they will be completely consummated and become a thing on the other side. Even the “Emperor Fengdu” cannot get rid of the coveted heart of a magic weapon of this level.

Seeing that the pitch-black fist was about to grab Luo Shu, there was a squirm in the void, and a head jumped out. His face was pale, his hair was all white, his beard was black, and his evil intentions were deep. His eyes were like dark swirls, revealing the first evil.

The vortex turned, and two dark and distorted sword lights shot out, slashing straight at the hand of Emperor Fengdu.

Taishitian Demon Sword Demon King is coveting by his side, ready to snatch Luo Shu and Meng Qi’s sword, and is about to stick to Wang Siyuan’s bright line of cause and effect, but at this moment, he finds that the Demon Lord has made a move.

The thought turned, and Meng Qi suddenly realized that Wang Siyuan’s plan for death could be done more secretly. Why did it become known to the world? Emperor Fengdu knew it, the hidden veins of the Wang family knew it, and he himself guessed it, and his old disease The relapse did not affect his realization of the Dharma body at all, but it made people feel that he had to die to survive before that.

Because he just wanted to spread the news that his old illness had relapsed, making everyone speculate that he was planning to die, so as to attract the prying eyes of powerful and powerful people who can still move, so as to prevent Emperor Fengdu from “giving Luoshu” back then. “The one from the Wang family specializes in this, creating chaos and creating opportunities for the follow-up.

what’s next for him

At the same time as the demon king made his move, there was the sound of a zither, and the immortal energy was scattered, and a slender and beautiful giant hand protruded out of nothingness.

Moreover, Luo Shu suddenly oscillated on his own, avoiding the dark hands of Emperor Fengdu, and was about to leap into the sky.

The sky is suddenly dark red, the clouds are changing, and the appearance is thousands of shapes. They are extremely chaotic, waiting for Luo Shu’s return.

Meng Qi got rid of his miscellaneous thoughts, no longer thinking about the fight for Luoshu, no longer thinking about this great supernatural being, but focused on Wang Siyuan.

Wang Siyuan closed his eyes tightly, his breath was about to completely dissipate, and it was the last moment before sitting down.

At this moment, his face was suddenly distorted, full of fear, as if he had encountered something extremely terrible, just like all the dharma bodies of Wang’s practice of arithmetic.

Everything seemed to have been timed, and Meng Qi’s sword fell just in time, sticking away the bright and illusory lines of cause and effect around him.

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