King Pan glanced at Wu Tian.
Wu Tian did not explain.
Because there are already results on Brahma's side.
The face and mouth of Brahma facing Wu Tian suddenly started talking nonsense, and the rhythm of the chanting was suddenly messed up.
The balance is broken and purple invades.
Brahma groaned and started spinning at a very fast speed.
The four faces changed like a revolving door.
But one face was still stained with purple.
The poison penetrates into the texture, and the poison penetrates into the flesh and blood.
This face is the side where Wu Tian uses his natal magical power. Of course, he will not choose all of the four heads. As the saying goes, it is better to cut off one of his fingers than to hurt ten of them.
Wu Tian used all his strength to target a head.
At this time, the disadvantages of having too many brains are revealed.
Which of the four heads is dominant?
If one head is broken, will the other three heads be affected?
Even if the three heads are not affected, who do you listen to?
Is it a good thing to hear or a bad thing to hear? Or should the minority obey the majority?
No matter which outcome occurs, Wu Tian can accept it.
Just like now, the broken head is talking nonsense, deviating from the rhythm, loopholes appear, and the balance is broken.
Even though Brahma tried his best to remedy the situation, the flaw had been exposed and the defeat was certain.
"Next, it's time for you, Brother Lao."
King Pan laughed and said, "That's easy to say."
As he said that, he strode over with a big stick in hand.
Then, Wu Tian watched a one-sided beating scene.
Not gory, but violent.
Wu Tian watched as Brahma was beaten from all sides and four arms by King Pan into his original form, that is, human form, and then beaten from the human form into a purse.
Yes, it's a purse, but it's not that kind of purse. It's the bone of a lotus, wrapped in layers of petals. It's obvious that Brahma has been beaten and autistic.
"This is?"
King Pan chuckled and said: "Brahma is the result of a lotus flower growing out of Vishnu's navel. I beat him back to his original state."
Wu Tian was stunned, he was almost beaten back into his mother's womb.
"How to deal with this?"
King Pan asked Wu Tian while pointing his green mulberry stick at his purse.
"refuses to die?"
Wu Tian's question made King Pan feel a toothache.
His little brother is too cruel.
King Pan shook his head, "He shares his origin and life with Vishnu. Even if he is beaten to death at this time, as long as Vishnu is still alive, he can be reborn."
"Can it still be like this?" Wu Tian had a toothache.
Wu Tian thought for a while and said: "Since he can't be beaten to death, then he will be exiled."
"Exile?" King Pan was puzzled.
Wu Tian explained: "Just throw it as far as you can, and it's best to never come back."
King Pan's eyes lit up: "This is a good idea!"
"If you can be resurrected after death, you will be exiled forever. It's a good idea. It is indeed a good idea." The more Pan Wang thought about it, the more wonderful he felt.
"Brother, this is amazing." King Pan raised his thumbs up and admired sincerely.
Wu Tianze urged: "Don't talk about this, brother, deal with it quickly, we have more important things."
King Pan was confused, but he didn't ask in a hurry.
To him, the matter before him was the most important thing.
Old Panwang smiled, waved to Wu Tian and said, "Brother, please stay away."
Wu Tian smiled and walked away to make room for his brother.
I saw Old Panwang first flexing his muscles and bones, then rubbing his hands, and then spat into his palms, and then reached out to hold the green mulberry staff.
Lao Panwang found the correct position, adjusted his posture, and then grew bigger together with the Qin Sang staff in his hand, until it reached its limit.
Old Panwang turned around and smiled at Wu Tian: "Brother, take a look."
Wu Tian pumped his fist to express 'come on'.
Lao Panwang began to swing the giant stick, and after reaching it with his eyes, his heart, and his hands, he hit his pocket with the stick with all his strength.
"Let's go!"
This is Wu Tian's dubbing.
"Let's go!"
Lao Panwang shouted after him.
The two brothers, one old and one young, one tall and one short, laughed loudly as they watched the meteors streak across the sky and disappear into the vast universe.
This is a man's happiness.
Very simple, but very happy.
