That gray-white feather chased the wind and lightning, flew out from the Zhoutian Realm that surrounded Liang De's Self-nature Realm, and struck Liang De straight between the eyebrows.
Liang De heard the sound of cracking silk at the end of a pipa song.
His numerology string made a final crash under the attack of the gray feathers.
At this time, the tree branch in his hand had only broken through half of the bright yellow triangle talisman in front of him.
In front of the tip of the tree branch, there is a three-inch-thick circumferential forbidden area.
The bright yellow triangle formation symbols in front of Liang De's eyes were layered one after another. He seemed to have seen the scene outside the boundary, but his eyes had begun to blur.
That gray-white feather cut off his vitality from the source.
Liang De didn't know what was being cut off, but his body, martial arts soul, and soul hidden deep in the martial arts soul were all disintegrating rapidly.
No amount of natural divine power will help, and the vibrant amber flame in the meridians is gradually dimming.
Liang De knew he was going to die because he saw the revolving door of his life.
The gray-black revolving lantern turned slowly in front of Liang De, and countless scenes of life flashed through his mind.
At this moment, he fully understood all the functions of his own spiritual power, the manifestation system.
The first stage: Retrospective photography, reviewing the entire past life, and randomly selecting the manifestation of extraordinary characteristics.
The second stage: one period at a time, stopping at this moment that only happens once in a lifetime, and directionally extracting the manifestation of extraordinary characteristics from all the past lives.
The third stage: looking back, stopping the scheduled death for a moment, and searching for the possibility of saving oneself in the entire past life.
...So that's it, it's not strange at all, the revolving lantern is something that only appears before death.
Liang De was dying in the flashback. His body and all his extraordinary powers had no response. The only thing he could control was the revolving door of life in front of him.
It's like a single shot before death...
He suddenly recalled the words of a woman whose life was like a butterfly in a cartoon full of revolving doors:
"According to one theory, the reason why people see revolving lanterns before they die is because they are looking for ways to avoid the impending death based on their experiences and memories so far. But I haven't experienced it, so I don't know. understand."
The woman later looked back on her happiest memories before she died, but chose to die anyway because she had a mission she felt she had to accomplish.
What is my mission?
Ha, I don't have any mission, I'm just a useless social creature who was thinking about the plot of the comic before he died and couldn't figure out any truth about life.
But I know one thing, a very simple thing.
Although I don’t know what has been cut off, I know that there are still things in me that have not been cut off, those things that make me unwilling to live an ignoble existence.
The envoy of the Demonic Platform? The lord of one world?
What I want is not this kind of charity that others throw away casually.
I don't want anyone to dictate my life, I want to choose my own path.
What can save me is not some fairy emperor or some panacea.
The only one who can save me... is myself!
The gray and black carousel of life stopped turning.
Liang De chose the picture in his life that he thought could save him.
It was a man whose whole body was burning with blazing flames, and he stabbed toward the sky with a tree branch without hesitation.
The revolving door of life is gone in a blink of an eye.
Liang De's dim body slumped backwards. From his gray body that was on the verge of disintegration, a shining figure that looked like it was burning jumped out.
The blazing figure clenched the tree branch tied with a bow again, and with a roar, pierced the Zhoutian Realm in front of him!
"How dare you, Zhuzi!"
Sorry, I just dare.
This is me.
Like the sound of the polar ice caps cracking, it echoed across the sky and the sea, and the Zhoutian Realm that had blocked the ruins of the Sword Immortal for more than 1,800 years was shattered in an instant.
Liang De, who fell from the sky, looked at the burning shadow that looked the same as himself and sighed silently in his heart.
This self-defeating supernatural power is obviously my last highlight moment, and it is obviously a man's last romance. Can't it add some beauty effects at this time? No matter in which era, a hero who grows up like this will never get the love of a beautiful girl even if he performs miracles...
Liang De closed his eyes and waited for death to come, but the final festival that was bound to come did not come.
Liang De suddenly found that his soul and body were gradually becoming conscious.
The gray-black true nature fragments in the martial arts soul are connecting and merging with each other. After a moment, an invisible thing that is many times tougher replaces the original true nature fragments and supports his soul.
Somewhere along the way, a brand new numerological string emerged in Liang De's destiny.
A philosophy that we truly live by, something that we have truly done and will continue to do.
The combination of these two can sublimate the true self from the contradictory nature.
Liang De, who was still falling in the air, slowly moved his fingers that were beginning to revive. He used the Golden Snake's hard and soft technique to control his muscles and bones, and landed steadily on the ground.
The man standing on the Self Realm raised his head, his eyes were a gray-black color that was stubborn but as hard as iron.
Stupid, stubborn, inexplicable but very strong ridiculous self-esteem, coupled with a little bit of risk-taking and desperate determination to win or lose.
This is him, this is his color.
Liang De, the original traveler of the lower realm of the White Tribulation in the Blue Star system, his true name is——
Men's romance.
"Come die!"
Zhou Bofu's face was livid, and he waved his hand at Liang De and chopped off dozens of gray feathers that directly hit the numerology.
At this time, a harsh car horn suddenly came from outside the ruins of the Sword Immortal.
The dozens of gray-white feathers that Zhou Bofu slashed at Liang De were all destroyed in this thunderous and harsh sound, in vain.
The sudden change made this big man no longer interested in taking care of Liang De.
Zhou Bofu's expression changed again and again, and he threw all the power of this distraction onto the other side of the sky and the sea outside the ruins of the Sword Immortal.
I saw a blue and black bus speeding severely and running rampant on the other side of the sky and sea, knocking over all the powerful people who were hiding in the darkness and watching the ruins of the Sword Immortal from north to south.
The bus suddenly drifted and turned around after knocking over dozens of Green Tribulation Masters. Amidst the violent tire friction, the on-board radio played a northern folk song louder:
"Let me bang you again, from south to north."
"It's like being blindfolded by the Fifth Ring Road."
"Please die again, today."
The bald driver in the driver's seat of the bus drove forward with his eyes closed. He closed his eyes and shook his head. He was so excited that he broke the handbrake lever and kicked the brake pedal to pieces. Then he stepped on the accelerator furiously and kept talking. Make a "boom boom" sound.
If I let you guys pick up the slack, how can I end He Sheng Wuxu's thousand-year cause and effect? Boom, boom, boom, boom, rats are watching the car!
The blue and black bus looked like an AE86, accelerating crazily and running wildly, turning back and forth on the other side of the sky and sea, crushing it repeatedly, knocking down the great masters of the Blue Tribulation who had sensed the destruction of the Zhou Tian Realm and came here in their clones or bodies. Staggering around, bleeding from all the orifices.
Some of the weaker powerful clones were killed and crushed on the spot. As soon as the powerful clones who came in their true form saw the bald driver driving the bus with his eyes closed, they immediately covered their faces and ran away as if they were seeing a wife who had come to catch him. Those who were not quick enough to escape were chased and mercilessly run over by the bus before they managed to escape.
It's exactly this: Famous teachers and generals should not keep themselves in prison, and thousands of troops should avoid public transportation.
After a while, the other side of Kukai, where powerful people gathered outside the Sword Immortal ruins, suddenly became deserted.
Only a goldfinch with its wings spread out to cover the sky was parked above the ruins of the Sword Immortal, looking at the blue and black bus with unruly eyes.
This bus is almost exactly the same as the cross-border bus that Liang De took during his graduation trip, except that there is a line of bold letters on the windshield in front:
"Sheng Wuxu Private Senior High School-Thunder Cliff Tower-Line 1."
The bald driver in the bus opened his eyes and looked at the golden-winged ominous bird that was perched on the ruins of the Sword Immortal.
"Zhou Bofu, you are eating outside secretly. Aren't you afraid that I will tell your mother-in-law!"
"Tai Fengxian, you are just a clone here, you don't have any air.
Others are afraid of you Thunder Friends, but a certain family just thinks you are a bunch of shameless thieves!
Without further ado, if you want someone to spit out what you put in your mouth, come and have a meal with them! "
