Yanzhi Hechi pointed his finger at the part of himself that had been assimilated by Zhuan Wangxu's ability, and gently massaged it for seven or eight breaths before recovering.
He exhaled a breath and walked slowly
Next to the "Fire Tower", place the
The "stick" was inserted back. Zhuan Wangxu is still standing in the air, his posture has not changed. He is not seriously injured or bleeding. He is just curious about the changes in his body. The small ball is not much bigger than a grain of rice. The flesh dented and then protruded, until it was almost seven feet long, and even now, the energy of the rice-sized ball has not been exhausted, and it is still rushing forward.
Zhuan Wangxu stepped into the void and struggled to retreat. He retreated more than two hundred feet before he finally separated from the small ball.
The skin and flesh were also very elastic and returned immediately, leaving a deep mark on his chest. He touched it lightly with his hand and suddenly shuddered. Was it almost penetrated?
No, there is still a long way to go. He has never suffered a flesh wound since he was a child. But if that man is given enough opportunities, will his iron wall eventually be penetrated?
Seeing this situation, Jun Shimei waved his hand to tell the two of them to retreat, and he wanted to fight with all his strength. After Zhuan Wangxu and Songyang Longluo realized what he meant, they immediately flew towards the Queen of Heaven.
"Young man, you made a very bold choice." Yanzhi Hechi was not disgusted by Jun Shimei's arrogant choice at the seventh level of the humble world. Instead, he looked at Jun Shimei with great admiration and said: "Young man, tell me what you are fighting for."
"Freedom." Jun Shimei replied.
"Oh?" Yanzhi Hechi was stunned for nearly three breaths, then he chuckled, raised his head and said, "I see, this is also your belief."
"No, I don't have any faith. If freedom displeases me, then it shouldn't exist." In an instant, a sea of evil energy surged behind Jun Shimei, but in an instant, the evil energy disappeared. Jun Shimei drew a circle with his fingers, and a stream of the most essence of evil energy appeared.
"Oh, that's it. I understand. What you are pursuing is real freedom!" Yanzhi Hechi lowered his hands that had been holding the Snake Curse Cup and put the Snake Curse Cup back.
In "Tower of Fire", he gave up
"Shadowless Hand", with one hand on his chest, his whole body's temperament has undergone a huge change. He should be the most difficult to see through, because when he holds different utensils, he looks different.
"Weapons Master", so he can be a reckless man in Wen Yuan's eyes, a cold and ruthless killer, or a wise and foolish master. But at this moment, he is like a banished immortal, controlling the crane with his white energy.
The center of the "Fire Tower" slowly opened, peeling off a layer. It turned out that there was another layer inside, which also contained more precious treasures.
A treasure phantom slowly floated up in the "Fire Tower". It was very special. It was a wooden bird, as if it was roughly carved with two knives from a tree stump. Not only was it far from exquisite, it could even be made of rough materials. To describe it as extreme, because only the outline of the wings is carved, it looks very bloated.
Yanzhi Hechi held the wooden bird, patted its head, and then made it float in the air motionless, saying: "Come on, young man, let me see how big your heart of freedom is." Jun Shimei suddenly couldn't move, and he half-squatted down, with a rickety posture just like that bloated wooden bird.
The sound of dripping water falls, the fairy thoughts are moving, and Zhi He Chi seems to be like a fairy, like dancing a sword, more like dancing himself, and the shape of his fairy posture, wisp after wisp, gradually depicts a wooden tree. Bird shaped shell.
Junshimei is the wooden bird. When the new cage of Weizhi Hechi is fastened on the wooden bird, another free soul will be deprived of everything. The bloated wooden bird is what it imprisons and kills. numerous symbols of freedom.
The shell of the wooden bird took shape quickly. Wei Zhi He Chi did not stop moving. He stretched out his hand to grab it, and the shell changed from a tangible object to a real thing. It was really a wooden bird shell. He looked at Jun Shimei with a smile. His hand slowly clasped the shell towards the imprisoned wooden bird.
"Young man, can you fly?" Jun Shimei is the wooden bird in countless cages. His heart of freedom must break through the layers of cages that have been added before to imprison countless freedoms, so there is no one A soul that can still escape when faced with a wooden bird.
"Young man, it seems, it's over." Yanzhi Hechi dunked on him, and the wooden bird became fatter.
Unable to speak, unable to move, unable to release any magic or energy, everything around him suddenly began to fall, including the earth, ocean and sky. What fell next were countless fragments of memories he had experienced in his life, but he could not detail them at all. Look, he can't let any face or scene stay, because he has lost the freedom to control himself.
"Lost." The word despair appeared in Jun Shimei's mind. He originally wanted to fight, but now he realized how ignorant he was.
The scenery around him was falling faster and faster, and he could already see the empty world coming to the highest point. He knew that as long as he fell there, his life would be over.
"Freedom." Jun Shimei's nose felt sore, and his eyes suddenly became moist. He has never pursued freedom, he has not even pursued it.
"Self", what is he pursuing? A huge boulder fell right in front of him. He was startled, and suddenly he stood by a lake. A hand reached out to him in the lake. Jun Shimei immediately bent down to grab it, and the lake began to fall.
"Brother Mei!"
"Xiao Nian!" Another boulder hit, and then another, and another person fell. That man was his father...
"Son! Don't...endanger the common people!" Jun Shimei grunted, then plunged down and began to dive. Everything around him seemed to turn into meteors, but they fell faster than him. He kept kicking his legs, Constantly accelerating.
When he fell, freedom turned into colorful ribbons, pulling him to the sky. When he climbed up, freedom turned into bloody hands, pulling him into the abyss.
He chased the lake and saw the hand,
"Since God made me poisonous, then I will make the world die of poison. Whether it is the Yin Yang Stone or the ferocious beasts and gods, I don't care. I don't care whether there is reincarnation or not. I don't care whether I can live or not. Everything in the world begs for mercy... ..." A figure appeared and swooped down next to Jun Shimei. It was the fifteen-year-old Jun Shimei, scarred and skinny. The young man continued on his behalf: "I will respond with fear!" Countless ghosts appeared in the sky, and they fell together with Jun Shimei. Finally, Jun Shimei grabbed the hand, but he tried his best and could not stop his fall.
Jun Shimei stepped on the void with his feet. When everything fell, he seemed to have stepped on boiling magma, stirring up the light of tomorrow.
"What's the point of existence in a world without you! Do you like this world! I will send everything in this world to you! Ahhhhh-" Finally he stopped, and he just held on He grabbed that hand, and also grabbed the boulder and fifteen years of time under that hand.
The void world was only an inch away from his head, but in the blink of an eye, countless unfamiliar images began to fall. They were the freedom of souls that had been killed in the cage. He must take everyone's freedom with him and take off together.
A pair of wooden wings spread out from Jun Shimei's back, and countless hands were placed on his wings. He wanted to obtain salvation with the freedom of all souls.
However... a free soul began to corrupt, and another, and another... The image of heaven and earth no longer fell, nor did it climb. When the horn of freedom was blown, the man who spread his wings was not The Ark of Salvation.
"It's really ridiculous." Jun Shimei exhausted all the sounds of begging. He looked down and saw that the person he was holding was not Xiaonian, but his fifteen-year-old self.
"Other people's freedom...is none of my business!" Boom! boom! boom!
No one could have imagined that the rules of the wooden bird were broken. He could climb, he could fall, but he didn't. He chose to grab the hand and rush forward. All the souls that were stripped of freedom were transformed in the world. Destroyed, their past was completely shattered. What they finally waited for was not a person who brought salvation. He didn't care about everything, and the rules could not be his cage. He was truly a free man.
Yanzhi Hechi turned his head and looked at Muniao, his lips slowly opened. He didn't know what to do for a moment. He waited and at the same time expected that finally, even if it was broken through, it should have been a layer. The layers of the fat and swollen wooden bird were peeled off, and its belly was broken into pieces. In the cracks was an evil green light and a fearful and violent energy that made all living beings tremble.
The wooden bird blasted away, and Yanzhi Hechi seemed to see the wings of freedom sliding past his eyes, and finally rushed into Jun Shimei's increasingly cold body.
Then, a long cry rose from the sky. Anyone who heard this cry
"Things" are all obtained
"Freedom", the iron wall that separates the sea shatters, the earth that carries all things collapses, the clouds appear in countless shapes, rain falls here, lightning strikes there, and the hearts of living beings are torn apart.
"Open", the bonds between things are reconciled, all evil spirits and undead souls in this world are redeemed, and all grudges are laughed away.
Zhuan Wangdong, who was five hundred miles away, suddenly no longer hated him. Kite's heart suddenly no longer had an instinctive dislike for Mu Ziyun. Yan Jiang was the calmest. He looked curiously towards the unknown distance.
Under the sky, all rules and orders came to a standstill at that moment. They should have been released from their fetters and gained
"Freedom", but eighteen people suddenly appeared above the sky
"Sun and Moon" only stayed for eighteen breaths before rules and order were regained
"Freedom", Zhuan Wangxu and Zhuan Wangdong, Songyang Longluo, Kite, Yan Jiang, Ye Kairan and Wen Yuan began to hate again, but Jun Shimei's heart gained a longer love.
"free". The wooden bird collapsed, and a colorful bird flew up. It was only the size of an oriole, but more beautiful than a phoenix. The sea collapsed, but it never touched Junshimei's body. The colorful bird flew towards Junshimei and stopped. on his shoulder.
The sea water turned into raindrops, wetting the hair of Jun Shimei and Yan Zhi He Chi. Jun Shi Mei was still half-crouched, smiling at Yan Zhi He Chi, and the colorful crow finally reappeared after 700 million years.
Yanzhi Hechi looked at this scene, and the corners of his mouth gradually moved. His eyes met with Junshimei's, as if their thoughts were merging one by one. Junshimei smiled and said, "Hey, are you willing to follow me?" Zhi He Chi did not answer. After taking three breaths, he snorted softly and looked up: "Times have changed, freedom..." Three lights and shadows flew from three directions. They were Wu Xin Ran and Zhi Feng Li. And a few lines.
