out of time

Chapter 701 Divine Art, Fate Control!
The red moon and stars roared at this moment.

As Zhang Siyun's voice reverberated, it turned into countless lingering sounds, which spread like thunder in all directions.

It was as if all beings were whispering, which shook Xu Qing's mind, and also moved the captain, Shizi and others.

Being able to call out Xu Qing's name is enough to show that Zhang Siyun at this moment, although he is the clone of the red mother, his memory is still preserved.

The two are fused together.

"Chimu didn't devour his consciousness, but kept it and formed an independent personality!"

"So he is Zhang Siyun, and also Chimu!"

The captain spoke solemnly.

"And in this state, he is even stronger!"

There was a cold light in the eyes of Shi Zi and others, and the moment they stared at the gate of the Moon Palace, Lao Jiu was the first to move.

His whole body turned into a sword light, with momentum like a rainbow, and he went straight to the moon gate, and nothingness shattered wherever he passed.

The crown prince and Princess Mingmei also rushed out, followed by the fifth sister and the eighth child.

Xu Qing and the team leader were at the end, taking steps at this moment, rushing forward as well.

Since the gate of the Moon Palace was opened on its own initiative, for everyone, although the interior is dangerous, since this road has reached the present, how can it be stopped by the appearance of Zhang Siyun.

In an instant, the figures of the crowd approached the gate.

At the same time, among the flowers on the other side of the moonlight sea inside the gate, Zhang Siyun, who was wearing a red robe, looked at the people outside the gate with a calm expression.

The moonlight was falling, and amidst the waves of brilliance, His beautiful face exuded nobility, and at this moment he slowly raised his right hand.

This hand is as white as jade, flawless, and has no palm lines.

Palm prints are a part of destiny, but to the level of life of the gods, they are already outside of destiny.

"Divinity..."

Zhang Siyun spoke softly, raised his right thumb, and tapped lightly on the first joint of his index finger.

At the moment of touching, the sound like water droplets falling, came out crisply, and finally turned into two words, echoing in the hearts of Xu Qing and others.

"Fate."

The breeze blew past, setting off waves in the moonlight sea, and falling on Shizi and the others who stepped into the gate of the Moon Palace. While blowing their clothes and hair, it also fluctuated their fate.

The body of Lao Jiu at the front suddenly shook, and his whole body stopped, unable to take another half step forward, and his body also underwent an astonishing change at this moment.

Countless overlapping images appeared on his body!
These pictures are actually his past, which contains the pain and torture after he was suppressed, and also contains the beauty and practice of his father before his death.

All the past, without any concealment, all emerged on his body, becoming a scene of scenes, superimposed with himself.

That was his past fate.

Not only Lao Jiu is like this here, Shizi and Princess Mingmei, as well as Fifth Princess and Lao Ba, all of them are at this moment, and images of the past appear on their bodies.

Countless pasts are formed on each of them in an instant, as if everyone has turned into a book, and every scene of the past has become a book page!

Xu Qing and the captain were no exception.

The captain was shaking all over, and the pictures on his body kept appearing, from the moment he was born until now, but it didn't include the past life, only the present life.

The same is true for Xu Qing, everything he experienced from childhood to adulthood is revealed uncontrollably.

The joys and sorrows, everything, all, are displayed together.

But in these pictures, there is no face of the gods, and there is no figure of his brother!

But Xu Qing no longer has the energy to think about this matter at this moment, the feeling of the past images emerging made his heart filled with countless emotions in an instant.

This scene is no longer the method of monks, but the ability of gods.

Zhang Siyun's expression was as usual. When he looked at the crowd, he raised his thumb and tapped it on the second joint of his index finger. The moment it fell, the sound of falling water echoed again.

The wind is getting stronger.

Fate fluctuated again.

Can't resist, hard to avoid.

In the hands of the gods, fate is like a toy, which can be adjusted at will, just like now... With the fall of His thumb, and the echo of the sound of water drops...

Everyone's hearts roared, like millions of thunderbolts, exploding in their hearts, and the waves that were set off tore the past, causing their respective past pictures to flip in an instant.

As if, being checked.

The breath of the gods, the supreme coercion, spread to the whole world at this moment.

Shizi's eyes were red, his body trembled, and he wanted to struggle. His brothers and sisters glanced at him like this, but it didn't help. His past fate was still being checked.

Only Lao Jiu's breath was churning, and the turning of the pages slowed down, but he still couldn't stop.

Captain and Xu Qing, due to their cultivation, are equally difficult to stop at this moment.

And as everyone's memories were flipped through, pictures from the past soon flew out of their bodies, as if torn from a book, and headed straight for Zhang Siyun.

These torn-off pictures of the past, without exception, are the most painful and tormented time in everyone's life.

For example, Shizi and others, what they were torn off was the scene of devouring the flesh and blood of their brothers and sisters, the misery of their suppression, and the wailing scene of their life being in an extreme emotional situation.

The captain was also trembling. Most of his torn past was the scene of his hunger when he broke the seal, and among these many scenes, some were unknown to others.

For example, in one of them, the captain was crying. He was walking alone in the dark, his crying echoed, and he was distraught.

As for Xu Qing, his expression was distorted, the veins on his forehead were bulging, his breathing was short of breath, and the pain of being torn apart from his memory could not compare to a certain scene in the past at this moment.

That scene was in a jungle, the sky was raining, he knelt on the ground, wailing in pain, that was despair, that was torture, that was madness.

In the picture, there is also a blood-colored candied haws.

This memory was the last thing Xu Qing wanted to recall. It was the moment when his brother showed up in Yinghuang Prefecture and told him everything.

At that time, it was the most disastrous time in Xu Qing's life so far.

Compared with this, no matter his childhood experience or his miserable life, they are insignificant, and this memory is torn off at this moment, turned into a picture, and flies towards Zhang Siyun.

Soon, all the most painful and tormenting times in everyone's memory appeared around Zhang Siyun, turning into pictures, constantly rotating.

"The misery of all beings is due to the beauty, so there is a contrast..."

Zhang Siyun spoke softly, raised his right hand, his thumb landed on the first joint of the middle finger, and tapped lightly.

The crisp sound fell on the heaven and earth, reverberated in everyone's hearts, turned into ripples, formed a storm, and swept the whole body.

In the end, it became a roar, a burst, and an explosion.

All the past memory images that were floated outside of them began to shatter at this moment!

Torn apart!

All the beauty, all the happiness, all the treasures, all the love... These times, these pasts, are collapsing.

The sound of booming came from everyone, and the screen exploded layer by layer, forming illusory blood, which was sprayed between the sky and the earth along with the screaming sound that everyone couldn't control.

And the resistance is also intensely launched at this moment.

The son's long hair flutters, forming countless snake shadows, rushing into his past memory, using the method of changing cognition, confusing all pictures, and blessing him.

Princess Mingmei flows the river of time all over her body, constantly rising up from within to fill in the shadows of her past.

Lao Ba used his own emotions to solidify the meaning of joy and spread it continuously.

As for Lao Jiu, his method is the simplest. From his past picture, sharp swords fly out one after another, constantly slashing in all directions. Every time it falls, the sword will collapse, but soon there will be new swords, forming again. ...

There was also the captain, his expression was distorted, a grim face appeared in his eyes, and the cold air radiated from his body, freezing the past.

As for Xu Qing, his sundial is moving, his forgetting mood is moving, and his power is exploding. At the same time, he also understands why there is no ghost face or Prince Ziqing in his past picture.

Because, for some reason, the pictures of these two people appeared in Zhang Siyun's purple crystal after Zhang Siyun unfolded the divine art of life control!

As for the scene on the screen, after Xu Qing saw it clearly at this moment, a louder roar rose in his mind than the explosion of good memories.

The first scene is in the ruins of the slums, Xu Qing is looking at the sky, the disabled face opened his eyes, staring at him...

And the second screen is Peerless City...

The sky was raining blood, and my young self sat on the ground, hugging his knees and crying.

Before that, in Xu Qing's memory, he cried for a long time before leaving the disappearing city.

But in the picture of the purple crystal, he saw a different ending! !
In the picture, there is a familiar person standing in the sky. This person walked up to the crying self step by step, raised his hand, and gently touched his head.

"Brother, don't cry."

The moment these four words came out, Xu Qing saw his young self in the picture, with a bang, his head collapsed, and his body turned into flesh and blood, spilling all over the ground.

death.

Xu Qing's whole body was shaken, and when his mind was in a huge turmoil, all the pages of the book outside his body were torn to pieces at this moment, and what was left... was just an empty book without pages.

Even if other people resist, they cannot escape this ending in the end!

"Without beauty, there will be no contrast, so... sentient beings will not feel the meaning of sorrow."

Under the moonlight, Zhang Siyun's expression was extremely calm, without any emotional fluctuations, his beautiful face was like a statue, he stared at the mournful crowd, and the thumb of his right hand tapped on the second joint of the middle finger.

In the next moment, the most painful and tormented past images of the people around it stopped for an instant, no longer turning, but trembling.

And with the trembling, they were being rubbed, and countless identical pictures appeared on each of them.

Looking at these, Zhang Siyun smiled, raised his thumb, and landed on the first joint of his ring finger, and the next moment... These pictures suddenly flew out, and went straight to Xu Qing and the others.

The empty shell book that caused everyone to collapse was quickly filled up and completed again.

It's just... There is nothing good in this complete past, it is all their most painful and tormented memories, and this memory has replaced their entire past.

All the time, it explodes until it collapses.

This is the power of the gods.

This is magic.

(End of this chapter)