Artifact

Even with the reaction speed of a Yuan Shen Realm cultivator, before sensing such a strong mental awareness, even if his Yuan Shen could move, his physical body could not make adjustments in time, and he could only watch everything that happened faster than his own mental awareness!

That is-from the thirteenth of the night, there was an explosion of countless times the power that surpassed the cultivation of the Fu Dao to be fully opened!

This power came from the ancient heavenly dao, from the deep starry sky, from the generation that no one knew but really existed, and the breath and throbbing that surged and defied all things spread throughout the entire Qing Ying Refining Array in an instant!

Fu Dao was stunned, he saw that the night thirteen who were like towering gods were emitting golden light all over his body, and a full eighteen weird, weird, and demonic arms slowly opened from behind!

These arms are extremely long, with the same length and thickness, but when they slowly spread out behind Night Thirteen, they are like phoenixes flapping their wings!

These eighteen arms are either palms or fists, or open or clenched, pinched, and formed, exuding a majesty that even the heavens and the earth are afraid of—and Night Thirteen, layers of halos appeared behind him, turning from white to gold, getting stronger and stronger, until they converged on the back of his head and condensed into a round of golden halos!

Fu Dao was cold, his tongue was stiff, and he suddenly realized that he was like an ant, not to mention whether he had the strength to fight with him, and he didn't seem to even have the qualifications to talk to the other party!

He understood, it's not that he is too weak, but that Night Thirteen is too strong!

At this moment, the light emitted by the fully open path of cultivation is like a small match, for example.

And the night thirteen, which is thousands of feet away from the road and hangs in the air, is the yellow sky and red sun that can drive away the polar night and scorch everything!

In the next instant, the dodo collapsed.

Yes, even the will to fight is gone!

is enough to override all sentient beings, laugh at the Three Realms, and a monk in the primordial god realm, even the courage to fight is gone!

Run!

This is the final conclusion that Fu Dao has come to at this moment, combining his lifelong experience and whole-body cultivation.

Maybe there was a moment when Fu Dao, who had practiced for countless years, sensed the existence of the Heavenly Dao for the first time, but the next moment, he was completely disillusioned - if the Heavenly Dao really exists, then why did it never appear when I stepped on the wrong step for the first time, step on the wrong step one after another, and step in the wrong direction countless times? !

Could it be that only when a monk is about to make a mistake to the end, and at the moment before he dies, will he be extraordinarily "merciful and gracious" and tell you that "evil will be rewarded, not that it will not be rewarded, but that the time has not yet come"?

Hmph! Late justice is not justice at all!

If justice cannot punish evil when it appears, then what else does this justice need to do?!!

If a monk does not enter the sect and does not apprentice, does not take treasures and thieves, occupies the green mountains, but only cultivates hard and single-mindedly towards the Tao, then he is against the entire world of monks! At that time, all monks will be your enemies! Everyone will covet everything you have!

And when a pure cultivator is humiliated, abolished from his lifelong cultivation, or even taken away from the inner pill, tortured and killed, refined into a human puppet, made into a furnace, and used as a medicinal material...... Where is the way of heaven?!

Isn't it true even for mortals who are completely despised by

monks?

A person who lives alone will eventually turn into a beast and end up in the name of a beast, and after many people live in groups, establish a dynasty, and wear silk and silk, they can still burn books and pit Confucianism, behead hundreds of thousands or even millions of people, slaughter a country for a beautiful jade, and burn thousands of miles for a fertile field.

At this time, where is the way of heaven?

Whether it is a monk or a mortal, which of these humanoid demons who have done all the bad things and done evil deeds in the sky is not wearing gold and silver, being poor and luxurious, and enjoying everything in the world?

Even if they die of sword torture, it cannot erase the fact that they have enjoyed human bliss, and the sigh that "it has not been in vain" - compared to those who are bullied, poor, enslaved and killed because of honesty and kindness?

At this time, where is the Heavenly Dao?

What's even more terrifying is that these "humanoid demons" do not stop contagion when they die, and it is not their bodies and behaviors that are vicious at all, but their minds.

Whether it is teaching people to be monarchs and ministers, deposing the Hundred Techniques and Cynicism, or spreading the Luo Weaving Sutra and the Five Techniques of the Shang Zi and the Five Techniques of the People that have been carried forward by future generations, these are just like the air that mortals have breathed and the soil of survival, once they are polluted, they can no longer be removed.

At this time, where is the Heavenly Dao?

Phew, I'll go to your heavenly way! The deity follows the Desolate Sword Master, which is the way to defy the heavens to be cultivated!

No one knows how unwilling, hesitant and struggling Fu Dao felt in that short moment, but he saw a white light flashing all over his body, and he disappeared in an instant!

Zhu prisoner said: "This guy ran away." "

Night Thirteen snorted: "Chase!".

"Don't worry, it seems that there was an accident, and I didn't run far ......."

Night Thirteen's communication with Zhu Prisoner was negligible, because just a moment after Zhu Prisoner disappeared, he reappeared in the same place, and his whole person fell straight to the ground as if he had been bombed.

Night Thirteen "Huh": "What's going on?".

Zhu Jian thought for a while: "Fu Dao did not use the escape technique, with his cultivation, even if he can't sense the strength of the deity, he should roughly understand that if it is not for the innate Qimen escape technique, it is impossible to escape from the hands of the deity...... Perhaps, he made a mistake with other shuttle techniques......."

"Then he ......".

"Judging from the deity's induction, I'm afraid it's already dead......

You Long'er's low voice came from behind: "Return to the ground pile...... This guy is shuttling by returning to the ground...... Maybe...... or ......

".

Zhu Prisoner took over the conversation: "No wonder! If this is the case, it will be able to make sense, and at the moment of shuttle, the Fudao just happened to be destroyed by the pile of returning to the ground, so the god form was ......destroyed."

Night Thirteen said: "Fu Dao killed so many innocent people, and finally got the retribution he deserved, and he can be regarded as innocent of death!"

Zhu Prisoner said: "Well, Thirteen, although the deity is only fully open and has not made a move, you can also see some doorways from it, right?"

"I kind of understand what is going on in the monk's world, it seems that it is no different from the mortal world. It is also a bully, whoever has the biggest fist has the right to speak. "

"Not really. Forget it, I'll take back the supernatural power first, this kind of consumption is really huge, and you can't ...... it with your current physical body."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly saw that the huge silver moon hanging high in the air quickly became smaller, and finally turned into a silver bead the size of a walnut, as if it had lost all its strength and fell straight to the ground.

Night Thirteen felt that it was not good, and called in a low voice: "You Long'er?".

There was no response, and it seemed that except for the rumors, there was only Night Thirteen and one left in this world.