However, the scene in front of him stunned the monk who rushed in.

——The scene in front of me was not the scene where the hateful senior brother squeezed out the innate Taoist body. On the contrary, the senior brother, with countless shocking scars, sank in front of a young man like a ball of mud. The big pit in which the senior brother was in was like nothingness that appeared out of thin air after being wiped by the hand of a god, exuding a residual aura of terrifying fluctuations. The huge power just now was completely concentrated in this narrow and small place!

What a terrible torture... The monk looked at his damn senior brother's gaze and couldn't help but feel a little pity.

What's even more terrifying is that after suffering all kinds of torture, the senior brother was not dead yet - his limbs were broken like powder without residue, but still maintained the shape of his appearance; his internal organs were directly exposed in the air, and his facial features were evenly mixed like a grinder. This piece of vague flesh and blood, which could not be distinguished, was squirming with disgusting flesh, which was just a vague and crazy sound.

How is it possible? Why is spiritual affinity only of the best, but the ability to mobilize and control spiritual energy is at the level of the innate Taoist body?

What's wrong, my body is so strange. Who am I?#is*&K^%￥…

Lou Wuchen ignored the indescribable whisper under his feet.

He had just vented his dark feelings in his heart and was a little confused at this time. He shook his head and tried to temporarily divert his attention with other things, giving himself some time to adapt to the problem he didn't want to face for the moment.

"Is this the spiritual energy that was ten thousand years ago... the activity had not declined?" Lou Wuchen sensed the spiritual son, who was countless times more active than before, as if he had jumped from the water with difficulty to the unrestrained shore, as if he had unloaded the sandbag for many years and let go of his legs and walked vigorously. As long as he had a little thought, the spiritual son would gather, condense, flow, and change according to his will...

This feeling...is a bit intoxicating...

At this time, the few people behind also rushed into the campus and were also shocked by the scene in front of them.

“——Senior Brother!?”

This wailing cry seemed to attract Lou Wuchen's attention.

"A bunch of them?" Lou Wuchen glanced at the few people who had just arrived in disgust, and then casually stroked his right hand.

Several monks felt the terrifying fluctuations just now at close distance, and dense spells filled the sky again, and then-

It fell down with a bang!

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"You killed my disciple?!"

"Kill? Is that right?" Lou Wuchen had returned to his usual expression, and looked at the spell formation that was trembling with anger in front of him, which was trembling with long beards in his anger. "There is a Yuan Ling in the law... Is this the Returning Yuan Realm in a state of combat..."

"I want you to die!"

Lou Wuchen looked relaxed, and with a thought, dense spells appeared in the world again, flooding the attacking spell group with an absolute number gap!

“…It’s just that.”

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The world in front of him turned into a colorful stream of light that was rotating rapidly, but Lou Wuchen was not panicked, but hugged the girl who was still unconscious and stared at a point in front of him, and his expression gradually became cold.

“What do you mean.

"Lou Wuchen looked at the familiar figure that was gradually emerging and asked coldly, "What do you want to do to give me such an illusion?"

"The Heavenly Lord of the Palace!"

Chen Shangde... No, the figure of the Heavenly Lord of the Shanggong gradually became solid. He looked sad and looked at Lou Wuchen from the sky, but did not answer his question.

"Tell me! Your dignified Heavenly Lord, is it fun to accompany me to play this kind of wine? Is it fun!"

"You talk!"

"I'll answer you for him." Suddenly another figure gradually became solid: "I'm sorry I've been busy until now, and I just rushed over... He is not the Heavenly Lord of the Shanggong."

"Ziwei Tianzun!" Lou Wuchen looked at the purple-haired young man separated from the colorful streaming light in shock, "You should just..."

"Is it just an illusion?" The young man still had a refreshing smile on his face, "It's right to say that. As you think, this is just an illusion. The only one who is real is you, she and... are half of it."

The young man gently tapped the three people in front of him with his hand: "But...what does it matter if he is a character in the illusion?"

"Well, well, I won't talk about my question for now, let me start from the beginning." Ziwei Tianzun curled his sleeves that were a little too wide. "First of all, he is not the Shang Palace. He is neither the real Shang Palace Heavenly Lord nor the Chen Shangde you see - he is just a little obsession left in the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the

"Then he plays with the father and daughter Youxue who have been harmonious and friendly in the illusion! What's the matter with me? Why should I get me in!" Lou Wuchen shouted hysterically, and countless complex memories and feelings mixed into transparent tears in his pupils. "No, I am not the son of Shinto Heavenly Lord! Youxue said that she has no brothers and sisters! I am Lou Wuchen! I am an orphan! It comes from the earth, from an ordinary world without spiritual energy, no immortality and no shining! Why, why should I experience such a thing!"

Facing Lou Wuchen who was crying, the shadow of the Shanggong Tianzun did not fluctuate. He just turned his head calmly and looked at Ziwei Tianzun, saying his first sentence: "You are right. You have succeeded."

"Well..." Ziwei Tianzun smiled awkwardly, scratching his fluffy and messy purple hair with some embarrassment, "Is it right? I'm sorry for you... I didn't expect that your obsession would be so deep--now, are you thinking about it?"

"I haven't been unable to think about it. I understand... what is right... I have always understood..."

"After all, I am worthy of being the Heavenly Lord of the Palace. I always do the right thing... OK OK, I don't have much time. After all, I can't hold on with my illusory self. Don't waste such precious time on such boring things."

"...You are really amazing, you can even do such things." The phantom of the Shanggong Tianzun seemed to be gradually awakening, his speech became more and more coherent, and his tone gradually brought an emotional smell: "It's worthy of being Ziwei."

"Okay OK, business is buzzing with each other

Forget it? After all, I know that I and the world are false, and I believe that I know what the real world is like-"

"Hey!" Lou Wuchen hugged the girl with one hand and wiped the tears from his face with the other hand. He held his breath and tried not to continue to gush out the tears - although he already knew that everything was an illusion, this feeling was still so real - "Answer my question!"

"Lou Wuchen!" The smile on Ziwei Tianzun's face suddenly disappeared and he shouted sternly, "Remember, the illusion here is not a fabricated illusion, it is a real evolution under a certain choice. If you do those things, it will happen like this - oh for you, it is the past - the future!"

Ignoring Lou Wuchen who was stunned, Ziwei Tianzun turned his head and continued to say to the Tianzun Shanggong: "...Well, in short, after knowing that this is just the reality of the imagination, I am actually quite happy - this means that I can do many things that I want to try but cannot explore and calculate due to time or various restrictions...here."

A crystal clear light pyramid appeared in the palm of Ziwei Tianzun, and countless messages seemed to be rolling in it: "It can be said that it was done before the collapse of your world. Really, why should I work overtime so desperately after I die?"

"……Thanks a lot."

"No, thank you for your hard work." Ziwei Tianzun stopped his joking expression and bowed to Gong Tianzun solemnly, "To be honest, I'm really willing that I didn't get it done. This result is really hard to laugh... Are we too late? I don't know what the situation outside, will the idiots in Xiandao have crossed the boundary point that cannot be turned back? Hello, Lou Wuchen?"

Ziwei Tianzun asked the young man who had just faced coldly with a sense of familiar distance: "The destruction of the Shinto - forget it, don't ask anymore, let me disappear with hope for the future. I have done everything I can do. Futile despair is too much for those who work hard. Well, in short, this is left to you. Go to the palace, hurry up, right? I can't hold on for long, right?"

Ziwei Tianzun hooked his hand and threw the pyramid in his hand towards Lou Wuchen. The pyramid instantly melted into Lou Wuchen's body. Shanggong Tianzun nodded, and a green pyramid also emerged and flew into Lou Wuchen's body.

"Wait, you guys-!"

"Why are you so ignorant?" Ziwei Tianzun's increasingly illusory face showed a rare anger, "When is it that you are still struggling with trivial matters? How old is it? Why are you not mature yet when you were a child!"

Lou Wuchen was frightened by the expression of Ziwei Tianzun. The young man's deep gaze seemed to have some undeniable will, which made him turn his head to look at the Shanggong Tianzun who was almost disappearing.

The familiar face was like a sledgehammer, which shattered the solid wall he tried to establish. In the flowing light that was getting faster and faster, Lou Wuchen looked at the almost invisible Heavenly Lord of the Palace, and tears gushed out uncontrollably again!

"……dad!!!!!!!!!!!"

The moment before the sudden brilliant light completely submerged everything, Lou Wuchen vaguely heard a familiar voice that seemed to be there and there was nothing:

“…Lou’er…”

Then, he lost consciousness.
Chapter completed!