The old monster loves the poor monk

Ruins God is the first god known by Kong Ming who has been deprived of his power, and his power is still held in the hands of a demon clan.

Qing Yu watched Hua Zi take out the Endless Bead and his expression changed to pain, Hua Zi wanted to kill King Ming, of course he had to use the Endless Bead, he really took out the Endless Bead, and he really wanted to kill King Ming.

He wanted Huazi to change his mind, but Huazi still had to do so.

Huazi activated the Endless Bead, and suddenly a powerful force shrouded the top of their heads, a sense of oppression that covered the sky, and suddenly a strong sense of danger appeared in front of them, Kong Ming keenly avoided it sideways, the air in front of them seemed to be blocked There was a burst of ripples as if it was torn.

"Ming Wang be careful, this is Hua Zi's method of killing." Qing Yu stared at Hua Zi, neither of them would back down in the eyes.

Kong Ming met this kind of move again in a very special way, and seeing more humane monks, this kind of monster clan's secret method can be regarded as a reunion after a long absence.

This kind of move is indeed infinitely powerful by driving the power of the Endless Bead with the emptiness, Kong Ming avoids the wisp of energy and hits the stone wall behind, the whole Nanshan cliff shakes instantly, and the roof of the hall begins to shatter under the impact cracked and collapsed.

Boulders fell towards them, Kongming and Qingyu jumped out of the stone room and appeared on the Nanshan cliff, followed by the second ray, and the third ray, Kongming avoided them one by one and missed but was surrounded by Kong Ming's side.

One strand after another seemed to form a certain pattern, and Kong Ming seemed to be trapped in a cage for a moment, and the range of avoidance became smaller and smaller, Kong Ming could only point his fingers at the air around him. Hit them one by one, pushing them away one by one like marbles.

Pushing away and coming back again in a blink of an eye, Hua Zi held the Endless Bead in his hand, countless strands of Qi appeared in front of the Endless Bead and rushed towards Kongming, strands of Qi wrapped around Kongming's surroundings, causing countless space ripples, Kongming Ming looked as if he was standing in a distorted space.

Kong Ming condensed a protective cover around his body with his spirit energy, and those plumes of air rushed towards his protective cover like a molecular explosion, and finally disappeared invisible.

Kong Ming rushed towards Hua Zi, if he continued to fight for a long time, he hadn't fully awakened yet, how could he have the confidence to keep confronting the power of God.

Even the purple monk lost to the god, didn't he?

Kongming's uncontrollable heart palpitations in the face of the Endless Pearl made Kongming understand that this time is really dangerous.

So now what he wants to deal with is Huazi. Huazi retreated quickly when he saw him approaching and holding the Endless Orb. Since he is a monster, he naturally knew that King Fudo Ming could not face it head-on. The power in the Endless Orb gushed out towards Empty and go.

Even though he holds this power in his hand, he is still so desperate, and the word endless has already written everything.

He wanted to see if Fudo Mingo, who could change everything, could rewrite the word endless.

The purple energy in Kong Ming's hands is abundant, the sea of ​​purple bamboos in the sea of ​​consciousness is swaying with the wind, the purple energy collides with the power of the Endless Bead, and the two forces resist each other evenly, but Kong Ming feels the overwhelming pressure and suddenly feels His heart was stuffy, as if he had received a heavy punch, and then he gritted his teeth to endure the discomfort.

But the power of the Endless Pearl is in front of him, but the pain in his heart has never disappeared, and the pain burrows into his heart.

Suddenly, there was darkness in front of Kongming's eyes. The power of the Endless Bead scattered the purple air and hit him hard on the chest. Kongming fell back hard to the ground and couldn't see anything. He could only hear Qingyu's loud cry: "Hua Zi !stop!"

Hua Zi's voice was very painful: "Qingyu, King Ming can't save you and me, he can only die."

Holding the Endless Pearl in Huazi's hands, he approached Kongming step by step. There is no existence stronger than gods in this world. All of these are fates that have been written. Ants.

They resisted, but what did they get?

failure.

Failed again and again.

When Jiuji and Chaos fought against the Protoss, they thought that the Yaozu would finally stand up, and they might really win.

But after that, there will be a period of 10 years of sealing for the demon kings.

At that time, he was a young boy, full of vigor, and wanted to wait for the demon kings to break through the seal.

Then Venus appeared, King Fudoming entered the way of demons, and the demon kings walked out of the seal.

He still thought they could win.

He thinks that they are working so hard on this matter, how many people of the same race have shed blood and tears all their lives, and they will win once, right?

Win at least once.

But fate will not give anyone a chance to bargain, no matter how much he hopes and how much he expects, they still fail miserably.

Outside the Endless Ruins, they cannot rival the gods.

In the endless market, they still can't match the gods.

This is the ending that has been written long ago, and he is just accepting this fact.

Kongming's heart hurts, it hurts deeply, and the darkness in front of him seems not to be blind, but has always been like this.

Living in the dark has never been so blind.

Hua Zi raised his hand to drive the power of the Endless Pearl to attack Kong Ming again, he was sure that this time the attack would kill Kong Ming.

Kongming felt Huazi's approach, the energy of the Endless Bead pulling the space was right in front of him, and then the terrifying power of the Endless Bead shrouded his body and could almost tear his soul apart.

In the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness, those dark and deep purple eyes woke up from a deep sleep.

Where did the words Fudo Mingwang in his past life, the so-called carrying the common people on his back and loving the six realms at the same time, come from...

In a very deep, dark place, a seed sprouted.

It was a purple bamboo seed, a rare purple bamboo in the world, which grew on the edge of the world where no one had ever been.

In the darkness where there is nothing, it grows inch by inch, listening to the voice of the world.

The sound of the world is beautiful, it is silence, a joyful silence, nothing, the sound of no sound.

It likes this sound, likes this silent world, and likes the rain and dew falling in this silent world.

But suddenly one day a huge sound entered its thin consciousness, it was a noisy and painful sound, and it kept drilling into its world with broken pain.

Then that voice disappeared, and the world was still silent, but it was no longer joyful. The voice of joy disappeared into the endless silence, and the silence became real silence.

But it still wants to hear that voice.

One day a person came to it and asked it, "Is that voice really nice?"

It doesn't know, it just wants to hear it.

The man sat beside Zizhu and looked at the uniform blue sky: "I've never heard of it. They call this place Wuwuxu. They say Wuwuxu is not the real world."

It doesn't understand what he's talking about, it's where it takes root, the real world and the fake world don't make any sense.

The man said again: "Although I am a god, I can't leave here, and I will die one day." The man seemed to smile: "What kind of god am I? Lingshi is a god, manipulating everything to do whatever he wants. "

"Although I don't know what happened to the outside world, the outside world may still have a chance to hear that voice."

Its leaves trembled a bit, visibly moved.

"I'll take you outside, and you promise me one thing."

It said yes.

"Return the world to the way it was."

It also agreed.

The man looked at the purple bamboo in front of him, there wasn't even a single living thing in the Endless Market, he chose this purple bamboo in the end: "Bamboo has no heart, you don't touch the world, you should be the most suitable for cultivation."

"I'll give you half of the luck of the Endless Ruins. When you remember it, do what you should do. When you should come back, you must remember to come back with your destiny."

It agreed.

Then it forgot everything, rooted in a certain piece of fertile land, listening to the sound of the wind every day.

Until it turned into a human form, until he followed Avalokitesvara to the South China Sea, until he sat down and became a Buddha at the Fa Conference.

It was only a hundred years later that he remembered that he had promised a god to return the world to its original state.

He wanted to do what he should do, so he entered the way of demons.

Failure, dust, reincarnation.

Trek through mountains and rivers to calculate and wait for the result.

For that promise.

Ruins God saw him right, Takemoto Wuxin, he loved the world that allowed him to exist, but it was just this world, the gods and Buddhas, demons and demons in this world, he never cared about it.

All for that promise.

Qiyu and the young man went to the abyss of the North Sea. When the vast clear water rolled away, there was nothing at the bottom of the abyss.

The young man stared at the bottom of the abyss for a long time, then turned his head and looked at Qiyu with an innocent smile: "There is no Ruins God, Ruins God would have died a long time ago."

Seeing the boy's sudden change of face, Qiyu still looked innocent, but smiled surlyly, Qiyu just said flatly: "No one in this world can kill a god."

The boy shrugged suspiciously: "I don't know, I just died suddenly."

"What about you, what do you want to do?"

The boy's eyes looked up and down Qiyu: "I...I want Kongming to die, why, don't you believe it? There is no one I can't kill in this endless market."

"Then why did you bring me to Beihai?"

"Of course I can't let you see him for the last time." The boy stared at Qiyu's face, and reached out to touch his cheek, but Qiyu raised his hand to open it.

"When did you find out?"

"When you tell a story."

"Is there something wrong with my story?"

"The entire Endless Market is revolving around you, a person who has nothing to do, do you think it's right?"

The young man frowned: "But I'm the protagonist, this play can't be done otherwise."

The young man stared at Qiyu, carefully looked at the expression on his face, and found that he was not nervous at all.

"Do you think I'm joking with you? I will really kill Kong Ming. After the death of Ruins God, I will become a new god. If I want him to die, he will die."

Qiyu was still indifferent, since he dared to leave Kong Ming knowing that the young man had a problem, he was naturally confident that Kong Ming would not be killed by anyone.

Compared with the young man who kept saying that he was going to kill Kong Ming, what he wanted to know was how he became a new god.