All Heavens: Starting from Douluo

Chapter 693: No more pretense, showdown

Cheng Kun didn't expect it at all.

His death was a joke.

He thought he could use his death to take revenge on the Mingjiao, the six sects, the martial arts world, and even the Prince of Ruyang.

Yes, this is a lunatic.

A lunatic who went crazy from the moment his junior sister died in love.

A madman doesn't think about who is innocent or not.

The world is ruined for me.

Then I will destroy the only world.

This is usually how the mind of a madman works.

However, he miscalculated the strength.

And strength is also the thing that should not be miscalculated.

It was precisely because he miscalculated his strength that he was defeated by Zhang Wuji and Xiao Zhao and failed to take out the flint to ignite the gunpowder immediately. It was also precisely because he miscalculated his strength that his revenge was in vain. , the explosive ignited with life was like a ball of plasticine in Lin Chaoci's hands, and Lin Chaoci could knead it however he wanted.

Therefore, if he miscalculates anything, he should not miscalculate strength.

But now, everyone is dead.

Cheng Kun couldn't hear any words about strength or lack of strength.

The dead have nothing.

Rights, beauty, dignity, personality and human rights, etc.

These are things that only living people are qualified to strive for.

However, although Cheng Kun, the dead man, could no longer be seen, there were still many living people at the scene who could see it. Some of them could not be seen because Lin Chaoci had imprisoned the mountain, and those who ran out were all carrying people on their backs. Facing him, once the confinement was released, these people couldn't even move, let alone look back at Lin Chaoci. However, there were still some people who looked at him, including Zhao Min, Zhou Zhiruo, Jue Shitai, and Zhang Wuji. , White-browed Eagle King and others, as well as Yang Xiao, who is not dead yet.

Yang Xiaoming has a big life.

Three times, he escaped death.

The first time it was Dongfang Bubai who saved him.

It was Zhang Wuji who saved him the second time.

The third time...he was not killed by a random falling rock. It was good luck that saved him.

However, no matter how good luck is, he can only save him three times.

In addition, in the Mingjiao camp, those Mingjiao disciples who ran in the direction of Xiao Zhao seemed to be petrified. They maintained various funny postures and looked at Lin Chaoci with their eyes or out of the corner of their eyes. Every look was filled with awe.

This is the power of a god.

Only immortals can possess it.

Didn't it say in Shen Gui Zhi Yi that immortals and gods are all good at fixing the body? If they point at you and say "fix", you won't be able to move.

Now, everything as far as the eye can see is frozen.

Even the falling gravel stopped.

With such power, I am afraid that the land gods can do this, right?

Therefore, this kind of reverence has nothing to do with faith.

Just awe of strength.

Lin Chaoci didn't play with the model for too long. It was also a big drain on him. The trick of holding the world in the palm of his hand was actually based on the Five Elements Mountain used by Tathagata Buddha to suppress the Monkey King. When he had nothing to do, he often thought about it. Some small means that he can use, because excessive use of the power of the brush is definitely not the path he should take. If one day he loses the brush, won't he become a waste with no energy and no skills?

The positioning of the brush is a tool.

It is indeed a magic weapon.

But even if it is a magic weapon, it is just a tool.

The most terrifying thing about him who owns a brush is not that he uses the power of the brush to create something, nor is it that he uses the power of the brush to break through the moral bottom line, but that he relies too much on the power of the brush and loses himself!

That kind of omnipotent pleasure is his biggest enemy on the road to growth.

Jue said: I have a writing brush. As long as I pay enough energy, I can write out all kinds of offensive techniques. Once I write them down, they will reach the pinnacle. I don't need to study hard to defeat everyone...

Jue said: I have a writing brush. As long as I pay enough energy, I can arrange for myself many obedient confidantes. I can arrange any resources as long as I can think of them. I don’t have to work hard to practice and just rely on These resources can be used for eternity. For example, if I change the entry of the Supreme Bone to completely suit me, then, equipped with the Supreme Bone, I can obtain supernormal power without practicing. And I use this The power I gained effortlessly can continue to drive my brush and write everything I want...

Is it possible?

you can!

So, what is he?

He becomes a tool!

Just like those who failed!

A... tool that provides energy to the brush!

Therefore, after coming to the world of Red Mansion, he has never relied on the brush in the past ten years, just like he has always used the brush as a tool. Whatever he needs, he can use the brush to create it, but after creating it, he must By personally conquering these things, he can rest assured that it is he who controls the tool of the brush, not the tool of the brush that controls his humanoid energy supplier!

The world in the palm of your hand was developed under this kind of thinking.

It is also the fairy version where the world is eclipsed.

Wherever he was imprisoned, all the burdens were borne by him.

The blood and internal strength of the thousands of people present.

<divclass="contentadv">The vitality of the grass and trees on the top of the light.

The entire mountain weighs billions of tons.

At this moment, he was responsible for everything, and because of this, he could control every fallen stone and leaf on the top of the light.

He is the master of this world!

But just the same.

If he didn't have the strength to carry the energy and blood of thousands of people, the life of countless vegetation, and the weight of billions of tons, this move would be useless. Fortunately, he had the magic power to support such consumption.

Mana and inner strength are like gasoline and water.

even so……

"It's almost time to stop!"

Lin Chaoci secretly told himself, took back the hand holding the mountain, glanced at the little plain area at the foot of the mini mountain model in his hand, looked at the bustling soldiers, shook his head and smiled.

Crush the mountain peak with your backhand.

The air flows in again.

Many masters who used Qing Kung fell down one after another.

Fell to the ground.

The sound of gasping for air was endless.

The chaos was finally stopped.

But the dead can never come back.

The atmosphere of the six sects is very subtle.

Too many accidents just happened.

Every family has a few disciples who panic and choose their own path.

Some killed other people's disciples.

Some were killed by other people's disciples.

You said that you want to seek revenge. Everyone seems to have a score to settle with other sects. But if you say that you don’t want to seek revenge, your disciple’s death is really in vain. You can only hold in your heart and slowly digest the injustice. .

Moreover, Lin Chaoci is still here!

Strength determines status in the world!

Lin Chaoci's move just now scared everyone present. Therefore, Lin Chaoci didn't speak. No one dared to be the first person. Even if Lin Chaoci spoke, no one could figure out what Lin Chaoci meant. Before, no one would be a pioneer.

They are all adults, all old foxes.

You don’t dare to offer help in times of trouble, but you still know how to add insult to injury.

So……

"Master Tai."

"You won't miss this time, right?"

Lin Chaoci is also an old fox.

It's just that he is too lazy to pay attention to other old foxes.

Throw Yang Xiao at the feet of Master Jiejie.

The old master of the exterminator blushed and drew his sword angrily. The sword pierced Yang Xiao's head. Then he sheathed the sword, shook off the mixture of white flowers and red flowers on the sword, and gave Lin Chaoci a strong fist: " But if you have something important to do, just ask, we will never give up even if we are in Emei!"

"Then surrender, Master."

Lin Chaoci's answer made Master Miejie stand up in astonishment.

I don’t understand who this “surrender” refers to.

However, she soon found out.

When a Mongolian and Yuan army blocked the way.

Not only the Miejie Master Tai and the Emei Sect were all pale, but everyone in the Shaolin, Wudang, Kunlun, Kongtong, Huashan and Five Mountains Sword Sects all lost color on their faces. They looked at the elite soldiers and then looked back. Unable to see the surprised Lin Chaoci, whoever it was, swallowed saliva, which was particularly harsh in the extraordinarily quiet light, but it seemed to indicate everyone's mood.

Ups and downs... so exciting!

It was Yuan Gou who saved them...even more exciting!

Mingjiao surrendered to Yuan Gou... It's so exciting!

We would rather you be elected as the leader of the Ming Cult and arrest us all than we would like you to be from the Yuan Dynasty. How desperate!

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