Fist of Imagination

The gray-white feather chased the wind and lightning, flew out from the Zhoutian boundary forbidden area surrounding Liang De's self-nature realm, and slashed straight into Liang De's forehead.

Liang De heard the sound of silk tearing at the end of a pipa song in the dark.

His fate string made a final cracking sound under the slash of the gray-white feather.

At this time, the branch in his hand had only broken half of the bright yellow triangular array symbol in front of him.

In front of the tip of the branch, there was a Zhoutian boundary forbidden area about three inches thick.

The bright yellow triangular array symbols in front of Liang De were stacked layer by layer, and he seemed to have seen the scene outside the realm, but his eyes had begun to fade.

The gray-white feather cut off his vitality from the source.

Liang De didn't know what was cut off, but his body, martial arts soul, and the soul hidden in the depths of martial arts soul were all rapidly disintegrating.

No matter how much innate divine power he had, it was useless, and the vibrant amber flame in the meridians was gradually dimming.

Liang De knew he was going to die because he saw the revolving lantern of his life.

The gray-black revolving lantern slowly turned in front of Liang De, and countless life scenes flashed through his mind.

At this moment, he fully understood all the functions of his self-nature supernatural power of materialization.

The first stage: backlight photography, reviewing the entire past life, randomly extracting extraordinary characteristics from it to materialize.

The second stage: once in a lifetime, stop at this moment that only happens once in a lifetime, and extract extraordinary characteristics from the entire past life to materialize.

The third stage: backlight reflection, stop the predetermined death for a moment, and search for the possibility of saving oneself in the entire past life.

... So that's it, it's not strange, the revolving lantern is something that only appears before death.

Liang De was dying in the backlight reflection, his body and all his extraordinary powers had no response, and the only thing he could control was the revolving lantern of life in front of him.

It was like a last-ditch effort before death...

He suddenly recalled what a woman with a life as short as a butterfly said in a comic book full of revolving lanterns:

"According to one theory, the reason why people see revolving lanterns before they die seems to be that they are looking for ways to avoid the approaching death in their experiences and memories so far. But I haven't experienced it, so I don't understand."

Later, this woman reviewed her happiest memories before she died, but still chose to die because she had a mission that she believed must be completed.

What is my mission?

Ha, I don't have any mission. I'm just a otaku who actually recalled the plot of comics before he died and couldn't think of any life principles.

But I know one thing, a very simple thing.

Although I don't know what I was cut off, I know that there are still things that I haven't cut off, things that make me unwilling to live in humiliation.

The chief envoy of the Demon-Hurting Platform? The master of a world?

I don't want this kind of charity thrown by others.

I don't want anyone to manipulate my life. I want to choose my own path.

It's not some immortal emperor or panacea that can save me.

The only one who can save me... is myself!

The gray-black revolving lantern of life stopped turning.

Liang De chose a scene in his life that he thought could save him.

It was a man with a blazing flame all over his body, holding a branch and stabbing it into the sky regardless of anything.

The revolving lantern of life flashed and disappeared.

Liang De's dim body collapsed backwards, and in his gray and decayed body on the verge of collapse, a shining figure that seemed to be burning jumped out.

The blazing figure grasped the branch tied with a bow again, and pierced the Zhoutian boundary ban in front of him with a roar!

"How dare you, you brat!"

Sorry, I dare.

This is me.

The sound of the polar ice cap breaking resounded across the sky and sea, and the Zhoutian boundary ban that had sealed the sword immortal ruins for more than 1,800 years was completely shattered in an instant.

Liang De, who was falling from the sky, looked at the burning shadow that looked exactly like him, and sighed silently in his heart.

What kind of broken self-nature supernatural power is this? It was obviously my last highlight moment, and it was obviously the last romance of a man. Can't I add some beauty effects at this time? No matter in which era, a hero who looks like this will not be loved by beautiful girls even if he creates miracles...

Liang De closed his eyes and waited for death to come, but the final festival that was bound to come was delayed.

Liang De suddenly found that his soul and body gradually became aware.

The gray-black true fragments in the martial arts soul were connecting and merging with each other. After a while, an invisible thing that was tougher than countless times replaced the original true fragments and supported his soul.

In the dark, a new string of fate was born in Liang De's destiny.

The philosophy that is truly pursued, the things that have been truly done and will continue to be done.

The combination of these two can sublimate the true self from the contradictory self.

Liang De, who was still falling in the air, slowly moved his fingers that were beginning to recover. He used the Golden Snake Hard and Soft Method to manipulate his muscles and bones and landed steadily on the ground.

The man standing on the original self-nature realm raised his head, his eyes were a gray-black color that was stupid and stubborn but hard as iron.

Stupid, stubborn, inexplicably but very strong and ridiculous self-esteem, plus a bit of a desperate and reckless desire to win.

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, kicked the brake pedal to pieces, and then stepped on the accelerator furiously, talking nonstop. 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 like crazy, running rampant, turning back and forth on the other side of the sky and the sea, crushing it repeatedly, knocking down the great masters of the Blue Tribulation who had sensed the destruction of the Zhoutian Realm and came here as 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 caught up by the bus and ran over them mercilessly before they managed to escape.

It's exactly this: Famous teachers and generals should not stay 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 block out 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 actually eating outside, 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! "

The second update is in the evening.