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Accompanied by this sentence from outside the world.

Because of the seven distress signals sent by a small Buddhist figure from Xiaohuoliao Bodhisattva, the three top forces of Buddhism learned overnight that there was a battle for the Buddha position among 88 people in Longjiang City.

It is conceivable that the real intentions of these three parties are very bad.

How will they come one by one, appear and use their own way of becoming a Buddha to meet a big battle? Everything is still unknown.

But on the other side of the world at this moment, the situation is unpredictable again.

Early morning

02:35

Longjiang City

"—!"

Dazzling thunder and lightning rumbled over the entire city.

Amidst the dense clouds, a layer of black prohibits the reality inside and outside the outline of the clouds.

When a pale moon illuminates the entire modern metal jungle through the fog, a heavy rain that is incompatible with the city below is pattering down on the streets and alleys of the city.

This cloud of black mist is like the obscurity of hard work in the Buddhist scriptures, making it impossible for the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas who are trapped in this game in the world to escape from birth.

But at this moment, through this heavy barrier in the human world, a behind-the-scenes manipulator who has truly challenged all the forces of Buddhism and deliberately directed all the flames of war to himself is still watching the upcoming battle quietly. Death happens.

In the white mist, in the cave of ghosts and ghosts formed by the forest of white Buddhist bones, under the cover of the boundless world of death and black obscurity, there is a ruins after the destruction of eighteen levels of hell built in Buddhism place above.

There are only Buddha bones here, and only dead people.Just like its current owner,? Life is only accompanied by death.

If you have never truly died once in your life, no matter how powerful you are in this life, as a living person, you will never be able to find where this place is.

Only the dead can stubbornly choose to return to the world to continue their unfulfilled ambitions for their obsessions, but few living people can come to the world of death just to find something for one person or one thing without hesitation. .

This is what is called the dead longing for life, while the living are often afraid of death.

Of course, according to the Buddhist scriptures, it is often believed that a person committing suicide is a serious crime. Those who lightly give up the living will be sentenced to a serious crime after death and will not be reborn, and will be tortured forever without return to start a new life.

But the world of the dead is precisely such a place that accommodates all the suicide martyrs in the world.

Because only those who can no longer fear death in their hearts can join the world of death. To some extent, this is also a kind of pure land that welcomes those with strong minds and rebels to join this place that deviates from the teachings of Buddhism.

And in front of him, in the cave full of Buddha bones like an extremely evil flower, a huge golden wheel of life and death floating in the air is the only light on the perennially dark ruins.

It has the same function as it brings death fear to the ground now.

In this golden wheel of life and death, this ancient Buddhist instrument is like a big mirror reflecting the current Buddha game that is still going on in the world.

Judging by the spreading and active golden light spots above, no matter where they fled at this moment, they can be found no matter where they fled because of the close monitoring of the wheel of life and death. This is why the game started so horribly. .

As for the first king of Buddhism who has successfully passed a game to let everyone know his name, the Holy King of the Wheel is here in the middle of the night.

In front of him, he was still wearing a thick black suit with a strong drape when facing others.

Since his appearance before, he usually only appeared in front of others a few times, always wearing a black veil from head to toe, and the only hair that was exposed was hazy long curly hair, making it difficult to see through him true colors.

But when he was alone at this moment, the white-haired man took off the black veil on his head.

At a glance, I saw the man with the same stern eyebrows and hair color, with long white hair hanging on his shoulders.

His browbones, even with snow-white eyebrows, were arrogant and evil, and his fingers dyed dark black were still pressed against his lips and chin. When the black fingertips fell from mid-air to guide the wheel of life and death and rubbed against his lower lip, he didn't feel a thing. The fingertips with the warmth of a living person also brushed against the edge of his lips in a cold and cold manner,

And the black clothes dragged to the ground under his feet, forming a long feather tail.

The hem of the black cloth looks a bit torn, different from his character who only pursued a gorgeous and luxurious appearance in the past many years, he has also changed with his age and no longer insists on the beauty of the clothes, but pursues a kind of practicality superior.

At first glance, the head of white hair seemed to be very old, and the white eyelashes that drooped slightly because of looking at a Buddhist scripture in his hand shone with a layer of silver light in the dark.

But his cold face and pale lips with a bad complexion are extremely young.

A pitch-black feather was draped over his slumped shoulder towards the left side, and his whole body was like a black peacock completely submerged in the depths of hell, while he was playing with a white flower in his white-skinned palm. buddha flower.

This buddha flower matches perfectly with the incomparably glamorous scent of flowers on this black-clothed man with long white hair. It is obvious that all he has left is a gloomy and strong man, full of adult masculinity. Haughty and cold, but when his fingers caressed the white petals, there was a strange sense of death and danger intertwined, temptation and abstinence coexisting.

Who is he.

Obviously, when this face under the mysterious black veil is really exposed, few people in this world can recognize who the real soul inside him is.

But once upon a time, his name was the same as the white Buddha flower in his hand, and it was unforgettable for everyone who saw him.

Because the face he is wearing now is not the one he should have had in his whole life.And his dead body should be in a place that he can no longer go to if there is no accident.

Then, under this premise, as a person who cut his body into seven pieces in order to realize the great wish in his heart, like the Tathagata Buddha, he came to this place after death and correspondingly owned seven pieces. different body.

Buddha eyes, Buddha ears, Buddha arms, Buddha bones, Buddha hair, Buddha hands, Buddha heart.

These seven bodies were cut off by himself and separated independently like the seven sahahas in Tantra, and will change with his choice for a period of time.

Seven faces, seven identities, but all of them are himself.

These seven different bodies represent his thoughts and identities in seven different situations of his body and soul. Only he can control the differences, and only he can know the true face and secret of each identity.

As for the man in front of him who obviously belongs to one of the seven, the appearance is covered with white hair and black clothes, and the body is cold and full of adult masculinity. body.

The so-called dead body refers to the body of the real dead.

Correspondingly, this body has no body temperature, no heartbeat, no need for breathing, and no human emotions. It is completely all the characteristics of a dead person. When he has this body, he can no longer fear death itself.Because he is an unkillable existence in the world, which is why he can still sit here with peace of mind.

Because he is the owner of the golden wheel of life and death and the red wheel of life and death, but now no one knows who he is.

And as the mastermind behind the game of the Buddha position, he is the only one who can calmly sit at the end of this boundless darkness with his head on his head and look at a thing on his lap that looks like a Buddhist scripture with Sanskrit characters flashing one by one.

As for this unusual score of gods and Buddhas in his hands.

It accommodates and arranges the names, instruments, mounts, origins and rankings of all Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, and Arhat disciples in this great world. To talk about its name and origin, it should be traced back to the event a year and a half ago. Regarding the incident of rebellion against Buddha in hell caused by King Fudo.

As we all know, the score of gods and Buddhas in Buddhism that determines the ranking of the Buddhas in Daleiyin Temple has been lost for a long time because of Fudo Myoko's death.

Because of the loss of the score, the ranking of Buddha status was once deadlocked.

Now, it reappeared in the world, but it appeared in the hands of the master of the dead world. Then, the danger and murderous intent hidden behind this carefully planned game of Buddha position became more obvious.

It was also thinking in this way that this man with white hair dragging to his chest leaned his 'dead body' against the Buddha bone throne behind him, listened sensitively and indifferently to the footsteps not far away, and raised his head, the next step Seconds saw a man and a woman appear in his sight.

"You are here."

With these words, the white-haired man raised one leg under the black clothes and placed it on the Buddha seat alone, then leaned against the seat and raised his chin.

"Ah."

Hearing the sound, the two walked in together but only one male voice actively responded.

Then the pair stepped into the realm of death step by step, and the man and woman whose appearance was hidden under the black clothes revealed their figures together—as expected, it was the realm of death, as well as the Holy Son and the Wheel-Turning Mother who were inseparable from the person in front of them.

The three experienced the last round of fighting within the Buddhist sect, and now occupy two of the five highest leaders in the dead world.

In addition to the two people who joined later, this is the mastermind side of this Buddha position game.

But the relationship between the four of them and the person sitting above is not actually a subordinate relationship.

Because when he was selected and joined by the other party, the white-haired man sitting on it has already said that he does not need subordinates or partners now, he only needs fellow travelers, and everyone understands his purpose. Do what you want to do, and fight for what you want to fight for.

He only uses his own rules of the game to attract and welcome people of his kind to join him, but once disaster strikes, the four of them can leave him anytime and anywhere without treating him as someone else.

This equal and fair freedom of choice, as well as the mutual cooperation that obeys the principles of interests, is the current consensus reached by the five people in the dead world.

But now, under the premise that the other two have a 'clearing mission' tonight, it is reasonable for the three of them to meet in private and have a dialogue in the next Buddha position game.

Just seeing these three people meet, the witch bodhisattva's eyes first fell on the white-haired man's face, and then she wore a long black dress. She always looked enchanting and charming in her usual actions, but she didn't say a word or say hello.

Regarding this, the white-haired man with one arm on his leg didn't say anything. He first put away the book of scores of gods and Buddhas in his hand, and then looked down at the witch's reticence to him before saying a word.

"Seeing that my elder brother is still sitting here and doesn't take the initiative to say a word, is there any courtesy?"

This sentence was from top to bottom, and he took the initiative to ask the other party for troublesome questions. The sight of the man with white hair hanging on his shoulders was full of his brother's pressure.

With his own personality that has no rules at all, it is of course impossible for him to have a sense of correction as a brother because of some of the other party's unruly behavior, or to ask the other party to follow the rules.

He was just using a deliberately provocative attitude to make the witch who was as proud and rude as him feel exactly as unhappy, and then to cause a "fire/drug/flavor" dialogue between the two of them.

In this regard, the Goddess of the Wheel, that is, Garuda who came back to life again to enter the Buddha game itself, only landed on him with an unidentified complexion, with a pair of blood-red eyes on her head.

On her ears are a bunch of ear clips with golden wings, her face is full of heroism and beauty, but at the same time, she has a dark breath of death. In her eyes, there is no connection between this person and her other than interests, and then she doesn't With a nonchalant chuckle,

"I just agreed to have a personal rule in exchange for the next opportunity to join the Buddha position game and compete for the number one Buddha position. I have never admitted who is my eldest brother now."

"Besides, like some people, who regard everything as calculations, plots, and plots against Buddhism, they don't need family affection, friendship, or other similar things now, do they?"

"The rules of survival and survival, but you taught me with your own hands."

"So at any time, I have the possibility to challenge you and everyone in Buddhism head-on again. Now I am just a contender for the Buddha position, a partner who chooses interests because of strength. My choice is interests and victory itself , I also hope that you will not forget this first, the good 'big brother' who killed me in the first place, then saved me, and is still discussing the relationship between brother and sister cunningly and hypocritically with me, Gu, Dong, come on."

There is no brother-sister affection at all in these words.

After so many years, the relationship between the brothers and sisters is still the same even after they have come back to life.

Regarding this, the white-haired Gu Donglai sat on it without saying a word, and she didn't say anything when she pointed out his inner thoughts. Then, seeing his sister's attitude towards him with his own eyes, he was like After thinking for a while, he touched his chin with one hand and nodded calmly,

"Well, you're right."

"Maybe, I shouldn't be polite to you. Maybe, when I was born before you, I should have squeezed you to death when your troubles followed. There is no sister who never listens to me and always makes me unhappy."

"I can't give it away, and I can't throw it away. Gu Xixing, what value do you think you have to a big brother like me? I think, apart from me, there should be no big brother in the world who is magnanimous enough to tolerate a sister like you." .”

"In other words, when you are so arrogant to me, are you sure you can beat Gu Donglai? No, you will never beat your big brother. My strength makes you fear and hate me. You and Many people in the world hate me just because you can't beat me at all, but it's a pity because even if you die again, you will still be my sister when you come back alive, this is a fact that even the Buddha can't change."

"Our blood is born, my good 'sister'."

The white-haired man who likes to suppress people and who is born with such a personality said that he tapped his chin with a finger.But the words in his mouth that were more thorny than Garuda's and even satirized the other party in reverse, were like adding fuel to the fire, and the dead could be enraged by him.

"—!"

Garuda, who heard a burst of fire in his heart, pinched his bright red nails tightly in the palm of his hand and looked up viciously. A cloud of anger was gathering at the corner of his mouth, but Gu Donglai in front of him said that he was simply welcoming her. The attacking look in his eyes made him even angrier.

"What, you want to hit me? Come on, since you are so dissatisfied with me, and you still bear it like this every day, it is also a kind of depression for yourself. Come here and see how strong you are now to provoke me."

People like Gu Donglai would accept him if they didn't get any better. Instead, he continued to use his obsession with violence, which ordinary people couldn't bear, to make his sister further maintain an antagonistic relationship with him.

In this regard, the Witch Bodhisattva was suppressed to the point of getting angry and had nothing to do.Even more angry, he wanted to kill this man who was indeed above the heads of most people in the world.

But in this world, there is really only this Gu Donglai who can openly use the word "big brother" on top of her head, and repeatedly use the fact that the two of them are brothers and sisters to repeatedly suppress, humiliate and irritate her .

"...You pervert, lunatic, cunning person who looks down on everyone, you wait for me, you wait for me...stay here and wait."

After saying this, the Witch Bodhisattva who no longer wanted to see him in a rage narrowed her eyes and lost her sentence.With a flick of his hand on the spot, he raised the skirt and long curly hair full of allure, and stepped on high heels like a flower with thorns and left this ghostly place.

It was also at this time that Garuda, who witnessed with his own eyes that his temper was exactly the same as someone else, left alone.

After such a long time, it is obvious that this pair of brothers and sisters who are at odds with each other have become accustomed to 'exchanging feelings'. Only then did the other person raise his eyes under the silver mask to look at the other party whose emotions and anger are not clear at all.

"Both of you are over half a hundred years old, and you are already able to be the elders of others. Can you not lose your temper like two children?"

Shengzi stood aside and said, obviously he didn't like this kind of business atmosphere where three people were talking about business, just because they were brothers and sisters, and they were brothers and sisters who had a bad relationship, so there would always be one less person talking about business affairs.

"Correct your wording."

"I'm not over half a hundred years old. Even if it's calculated according to my age, I'm still a man in the prime of life. My mentality and state are very young. Besides, am I losing my temper with her?"

Hearing his words, the white-haired man didn't feel at all that he had failed in being a big brother for so many years. Instead, he separated one leg, leaned back and rested his chin indifferently, and continued to follow up with the other party. Discussion about the extended sibling relationship.

"It's her who's having a temper with me now, but why should I put up with her? It's just because we are relatives. I have to give up myself for these. Why?"

"I have already died once. The moment I decided to kill myself to repay all the previous grievances, I made up my mind. I will never owe anyone again. From now on, I will only live for myself .”

"I never deny my own past, and I don't think what kind of person I was before. It's okay not to admit why someone did what.

"But no one in the world has the right to ask me to bow my head and speak nicely. After all, coaxing me over and over again, and giving everything I have to others as much as possible, can I get a good return? No, people who rush to please others have no self-esteem at all, I refuse this kind of boring sacrifice, it's not me at all."

"..."

These words, the white-haired man in front of me who dominates the fate of others and provokes fights is really self-ruthless to the extreme.

Now his whole heart really belongs to himself completely.

He didn't seem to love the little sister he once regarded as a treasure, and was willing to devote many years to protect his younger sister, nor did he regard the hot emotion in the past as the whole that dominated all his actions.

In other words, he no longer puts the word love first in himself.

And the seven physical bodies he has now, the white-haired man who is under the dead body of the wheel-turning holy king, has experienced the real extinction of the physical body, and has reached a kind of thought that is close to Buddha-like in Buddhism. The detachment of the realm.

He treats all issues extremely fair and just, whether it is for himself or for anyone.

Because of this, from the perspective of an outsider, it is difficult to see whether he still has any so-called humanity in his heart.

Does Gu Donglai still love anyone now?This point, I am afraid that only he himself is really clear about it. Under the domination of this powerful and narcissistic independent personality, he should have already had his own way of measuring the value of emotions.

Value is what he seeks.

Things that have no value, even if they are emotions, he will put them behind valuable things before thinking about them.

Because if he is still a big living person with flesh and blood in the past, showing emotions, anger, sorrow, and joy, he should not be able to take the initiative to plan this game of Buddha status and deprive others of the right to life and death.

But precisely because he is no longer an ordinary person, he has a strong spirit that can truly lead all of this, cleanse all of this, and make people follow him and do all of this with him.

No one in the world can figure out what a dead person wants to do in a world full of living people.

Because if he just wants to destroy, and then destroy everything, he doesn't need to spend a lot of time setting up a Buddha game that attracts people to enter.

The same is true, to a certain extent, all the way to witness the double transformation of his inner and outer layers of personality and sex, the dark hair rests on his thin cheeks, and the gloomy and pale Son has observed all this with himself for many days Angle to propose one thing to Gu Donglai regarding the progress of the game in front of him.

"Then according to what you said before, we have already figured out a way to take the initiative to give that little Huoliao a chance to send out his seven distress signals."

"Not surprisingly, the big Buddhas he tried to send out for help have all received the news. Now we just need to wait for these people to arrive, and the second round can start, but when they actually arrive, what do you want to do this time? .”

"..."

"You and I both understand that none of these gods and Buddhas are easy to deceive. It is impossible for them to join the battle as soon as they come in like other Buddhist disciples. On the contrary, because of these people, Buddhism They have maintained compassion for so long, even if they want to compete for the first place, they may not want to fight with someone, or pay the price close to death for it."

With these words, the Holy Son helped the other party understand the value of Xiao Huoliao's call for help from the very beginning.

As a bystander and the wise planner of the dead world, he needs to figure out what the person who started the war wants to get in return for every step before he can make a move.

At this moment, the side of the dead world is indeed waiting for more game participants to enter this Buddha position game. The previous seven calls for help are precisely the origin of all the real wars that were ignited.

But compared to the bystander mentality of ordinary people.

The white-haired man, the master, obviously has more psychological preparations for all this to overlook everyone's inner world, so, thinking to himself, he only put one leg under the black clothes on the Buddha bone seat under him, and Lifting an arm under the robe, he pointed to the night sky far away from the two of them and smiled,

"Being compassionate?"

"Then you are thinking wrong. Do you think that these buddhas and bodhisattvas really never like to kill, but have compassion in their hearts? No, none of the buddhas and bodhisattvas who survived the Bodhi tree war are compassionate in their hearts. If they are really compassionate , wouldn’t have been able to survive under the monster’s corpse mountain and blood sea back then, and allowed the peace under this illusion to be maintained in Buddhism and never interfered, what they like most in their bones is killing karma.”

"In the past, we lived in peace for so long because they didn't want to cause trouble, but now I want people who don't like to cause trouble to get into trouble on their own initiative, and people who don't like to kill take the initiative to kill, holding a butcher's knife with compassion in their hearts, Those who do not fight or rob also understand the joy of war."

"Because, do you think that compassion is really the value of Buddhism?"

"Compassion can bring a group of good people who live in peace with each other, but when it comes to the crisis of all beings, you see, none of these good people who only care about themselves or can't do anything are useless. A group of good people who can't resist doom at all Is it the power brought by compassion to cause the suffering of all living beings time after time and wait for death collectively, and that compassion is too vulnerable.”

"Compassion that is vulnerable is more harmful than evil that is powerful."

"Because such incompetent compassion will only waste a person's life span, a waste of a person's potential, and a waste of the real power of Buddhism that could have been born. Under the sin, such mercy is too incompetent."

"It's like a person can only be a good person or a bad person, a man or a woman, and monsters are as boring as the Buddha. They confine people in the small world and cannot see through the boringness of the Buddha's spirit in the big world."

Speaking of this, the white-haired man also slid his finger up and down between his snow-white eyebrows, but what he said while shaking his head was really too cruel and crazy.

He has completely possessed his own gangster logic, and all the gangster logic that he has realized in his heart has been implemented by himself.

He's really no longer a purely good guy, nor a downright bad guy.

Men and women, good and evil, demons and Buddhas are no longer in his mind, he only does what he wants to do.

As the mastermind behind this battle for the position of Buddha, Gu Donglai also tapped himself after he finished holding the closed score of gods and Buddhas on his lap, recalling all the Buddhas in the world he had known, Sitting here quietly waiting for all the people he came to, he only showed a look in his eyes that had already thought about everything next.

"I love all beings, even if none of them love me."

"I know that if I do this now, the little bit of evil karma accumulated on my body due to the indiscriminate killing of innocent people will definitely make me get the worst retribution in the world."

"I will definitely suffer retribution, but there is still no one in this world who can stop me from wanting to do this."

"Therefore, no matter who comes in front of me next, I will keep killing. Sin can come, karma can come, because I don't care about these things at all. Unless someone beats me, otherwise, no one can beat me." Convince me."

This kind of inhuman eyes is close to the paranoia of an extreme victim who is close to self-destruction, but it is also close to completely treating one's own body as a way to seek justice.

He is invincible, unbeatable, undestroyable.

Even though everyone outside wants to kill him now, the Three Buddhas, Medicine Master, and Da Leiyin Temple have all regarded him as an upcoming enemy through the leak of news.

But all this seems to be completely within the plan for him.He enjoys the feeling of sitting here and manipulating everything, using meanness and overlooking to get everyone into his trap is the way he always does things.

Because of using tricks and provocations to save physical strength, let internal fighting and fighting consume external enemies, and then defeat them one by one, and finally achieve your own goals.

It is the code that the dead world is now following from top to bottom under his leadership.

This is the Buddhism that Gu Donglai comprehends, this is the Buddhist principle that Gu Donglai pursues, and this is also... As a person who experienced the Buddha's calamity, humiliation, and extinction in this Buddhism, he then realized the Dharma and created his own Dharma. The Bodhisattva is going to bring a real Buddha position game that belongs to the survival and death of a thousand-year-old Buddhist sect.

"Because, compassion will only make a group feel at ease, so they don't think about making progress, and finally forget how they themselves became Buddhas. They no longer feel that they are Buddhas, and think that they can continue to occupy themselves by living easily every day. A position above mortals, so that the longer the internal rot lasts, the more rotten the bones of this big tree will be. Letting this hypocritical peace of whitewashing peace continue will push the whole world into an endless abyss. "

"If you want to become a Buddha, you have to rely on yourself to kill a bloody road. If you don't think of a way to kill yourself, you can only wait to be eliminated from Buddhism. Survival of the fittest, survival of the fittest, this principle has always been the same."

And speaking, when the white-haired man dressed in black reflected the death world, he inserted his fingers into the pages of the book and randomly twisted a page towards his fingertips. The white paper inside was flying and the Bodhisattva Dharma written in golden Sanskrit scriptures. The number also appeared in front of his eyes.

"So, I will wait here for the seven people who can finally kill all seven of my Dharma images."

"Look, although this group of people is still very weak now, the closer they are to real death, the more likely some people will be awakened in their hearts. So many people, not every one of them wants to die until now. Run, hurry up, hurry up, it's been three days, and soon there will be someone who can understand the first rule of this death game."

"So, tonight, you don't need to tease them like cats and mice. Go and help me burn this fire in the world more vigorously, but you can kill all those who are still procrastinating and don't want to live well. Give any useless person a chance to live until tomorrow morning..."

"Go."

"The 220 people selected in the first round will be close to the next round of 88."

——"Let all the extra people be eliminated as much as they want, die forever, disappear, and don't let me see it again."

"kill."

……

It was the commanding words from the white-haired man under the dead body, accompanied by a flash of thunder in the golden wheel of life and death, and the life and death fate of the people who were controlled in the game seemed to be decided by a single word.

That night, the sky was dead silent.

It took a full three days, and the end of the first round is approaching. Except for the body of the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas who have collapsed and exhausted to the extreme, it is really impossible for the outside world to save everyone alone. They are gone.

Because of this, when the night of this desperate massacre really fell little by little, the two shadows stayed together on the roof of the building one by one, so that they could clearly see these "prey" who had escaped for several days within the restriction.

Among them, the standing one was a man with long, smooth hair that was as thick as gold.

He is a heroic demon general with blond hair and silver dragon armor, wearing a long snow-colored fluffy cloak, with his hands behind his back, holding a treasure umbrella.

And beside him, there was another handsome demon general with black hair and golden snake armor, holding a black gayageum in his azure armored arm, and his silver fingertips showed a different demeanor.

The two of them are obviously people from the dead world.

Because it can be seen from one point that they all have a tattoo of a red wheel of life and death on the back of their hands. This red wheel of life and death symbolizes the party that originally set up the 'slayer' in the game, and at this moment, as the 'supervisor' of the game ' They are counting the numbers together, and once again recording the escape times of these game players under their feet.

"How long will it be before dawn, and how long will it be until the first round ends?"

Through the silver dragon mask on the face of the blond man, when the thick and gorgeous blond hair set off the white skin, a pair of cold eyes looked at the light from the 'golden life and death wheels' and opened their mouths.

"There are still four hours, so it is enough to send some people out tonight."

"But none of these people has shown up who can really see through the rules."

"If they just run away, none of them will survive."

Compared with the other party, the voice and age of the sitting person was a little younger. After speaking, he clenched the red life and death wheel in his palm and closed it. The black-haired demon general in golden snake armor and blue armor did the same.

"But according to the rules, we can't let such a group of people who have no will to survive and can only run away survive until dawn. Therefore, we must follow the rules to add some difficulty to the continuation of this game. Tonight's cleanup begins."

"Then, a quick battle."

After the words fell, it was as if they had seen through the target spots on the entire map that would move in all directions, and the two of them had already stood up together.

The eyes of the two of them falling on the western sky seemed to see through death.

He is the incarnation of Death and the Shura of hell.As hunters, they now have no emotion, much less humanity, only a pure cold sense of duty to clear out unreasonable things.

Therefore, as the game'supervisors', they have been able to fulfill their mission perfectly and ruthlessly after so long, and their attitude towards the killing itself is more of a bystander's indifference.

In an instant, the golden light of the life and death wheel from the 'prey' at the feet of the two prompted the eyes of the two pursuers to look down from above.

And they didn't even need to search much, they could easily find out the golden light spots and kill them.

In an instant, like two ghosts who have no humanity and only seek to cleanse, the gold and white entered the center of the map formed by the players together like the shadow of death hanging over their heads.

When the indifferent and ruthless Buddha pressure on them approached the city under their feet step by step, and swept across the entire Longjiang City in an instant, this group of iron cages were terrified like beasts trapped in an iron cage.