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Eye of Desire Chapter 314 The Final Battle (End)

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    "Haha, this is what you came up with, hahahaha, the energy of life, do you want to help me open the door to hell?" The old man laughed wildly, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.  "That's right." Mo Tian nodded.  The old man was stunned for a moment, a little surprised, but his expression didn't change much. He just frowned and looked at Mo Tian, ??and said slowly: "You brat, stop pretending. Tathagata is not coming, and the only one who can stop him is the Phoenix Clan.  You're the one you won't give up, so just come back and help me." Mo Tian didn't answer the old man directly, but his eyes were still looking at the bloody bubbles in the air, which were in this bloody space with them.  The only thing that could communicate with the outside world. At this time, he suddenly smiled softly: "Old man, is it midnight now?"  I looked over!  Only then did he realize that Mo Tian seemed to be in a trance. The place where his eyes fell was not the battlefield filled with carnage, but the waning moon in the sky.  Today¡¯s moon is a bit dim, a bit weak, but as stubborn as ever, slowly shining its light on the world in the sky.  There are no clocks here, so you can probably only judge the time from the bright moon in the sky.  The moonlight at this moment has just gone halfway through the sky, and this night is not even halfway through yet!  "Midnight?" The old man was stunned for a moment.  The time now has not yet reached midnight, it has not yet reached the legendary darkest hour, and the ghosts have not yet waited quietly in front of the gate of hell. Then at this time, the gate of hell is opened, and what will appear from inside?  ?  The old man's expression suddenly froze on his face. He looked up at the sky. Above the sky, a huge crystal door slowly emerged. The door frame was a hundred meters high.  Each frame of the door happens to be against the twelve light pillars, and the blood-red light pillars happen to fall on the twelve different crystal slots in between!  With a rumble, the two giant crystal dragons on the doorposts swam slowly, their bodies seeming to be pulling the two huge doorframes, amid bursts of roaring sounds like rolling thunder.  The gate to hell is open!  Everyone in Haitang Mountain unanimously stopped what they were doing at this moment.  Time seemed to freeze at this moment.  Everyone's eyes were also attracted by the open door in the sky, or in other words, behind the door.  That mysterious world attracts.  It's like a dark ocean.  Full of danger and madness.  The door frame gradually faded and disappeared, and what was left was a huge dark vortex, vigorously rotating and puffing in circles. A light gray mist that no one had ever seen before slowly spread out from the black vortex.  .  This is the most common death energy in hell. At this moment, under the influence of Lin Shaowen's life energy, Haitang Mountain is like a tropical rain forest that has been magnified countless times.  From the sky to the ground, there is a line of green.  The green leaves on the huge ancient tree in the sky are the first things that the death energy from hell encounters when it comes to this world.  The color of the leaves starts to turn yellow from the tips of the leaves at a speed that can be seen by the naked eye.  Curling, finally the whole green leaf turned completely gray, as if the life was forcibly extracted from the green leaf!  Okay  powerful erosion!  Everyone took a deep breath, and almost at the same time they were about to exhale, a figure flew out of the whirlpool, and everyone held their breath.  Even though this turbid breath was almost reaching the tip of his nose, it stopped at this moment.  It was a soft white light, like a bright pearl in the dark night, with indescribable elegance and agility in its movements.  A pair of snow-white bare feet stepped lightly on the gray and dead air.     ah!  The immortals couldn't help but exclaimed.  This is because of their strong Taoist heart.  At this moment, I couldn't help but have an absurd thought in my heart, such a beautiful thing shouldn't be destroyed.  What makes people breathe a sigh of relief is that these slender jade feet have not been deprived of their spiritual energy by the death air, but they feel as if they have stepped on the sand. The lingering death air is the soft soil under her feet, gently spreading for her.  The way forward.  At this time, everyone suddenly remembered that the owner of this pair of jade feet came out of the dark abyss!  And behind this jade-footed girl, monsters swarmed out from the darkness. Countless monsters with ugly faces. These monsters were evil and terrifying, but everyone saw this group of monsters.  Even though he is a monster, he feels comfortable.  This kind of comfort is as natural as meeting women in a brothel or eunuchs in the palace. From the gate of hellIf what comes out is not a creature from hell, what else could it be?  !  And each of these terrifying hell creatures exudes extremely terrifying strength, and they are faintly more tyrannical than Daluo Jinxian!  There are three thousand hells, and demon heads are like clouds. If there is any place in this world where you can find a strength that matches tens of thousands of Da Luo Jinxian, then it is only hell!  Director Mo¡¯s strength can be regarded as unique in the human world, but in hell, he would not even dare to say that his strength can be among the top ten.  This is a natural advantage!  Thanks to the unique environment of Hell, how can the strength of the bloody wolves on the grassland be compared to that of the hounds at home?  The harsh environment of hell is even a hundred times crueler than the desolate grassland, a place where the weak and the strong are most vividly displayed.  Mo Tian once said that if a Daluo Golden Immortal in the human world is placed in hell, that Immortal will never survive seven days!  If a Daluo Jinxian-level demon king from hell is captured and brought to the human world, within two years, he will definitely become the world's most powerful one!  This time, it¡¯s like a frying pan has exploded!  Everyone in Haitang Mountain suddenly changed their colors!  Did they still fail?  The door to hell was still opened, and these demons from hell were called into this world.  And at this moment, in the blood cell.  "This is impossible?!" For the first time, a look of panic appeared in the old man's eyes.  "This is impossible!!" Looking at the Demon King who appeared in this area, the old man's face did not have any joy, on the contrary, there was a little despair!  "Nothing is impossible." Mo Tian gently shook his head: "Actually, I have known for a long time that you have been watching me around. But there was only one moment when I didn't feel that kind of gaze, that is  When he was with Zhong Xue. " "Because, you also know Zhong Xue's talent," Mo Tian said two words softly: "Tianshi." The old man's body was shaken.  "Everyone who peeks at her will be seen by her. Her gaze can peer into other people's hearts. Are you afraid that she will see her and see your plan." Mo Tian sighed softly,  It's a wonderful world.  Everyone in this world is given different abilities by God.  Some people are born with supernatural powers, some are born with the power to read minds, and some are born with a pair of eyes that confuse people.  Some people are born with an arrogant heart that attempts to change the world.  "Unfortunately. I just found her yesterday." Mo Tian pointed to his head: "And I put her eyes here." "Everything she saw, those demon kings of hell  They all saw it too.¡± Hearing this.  The old man's complexion instantly turned extremely pale!  Reminds me of the conversation I had with Mo Tian just now!  What the old man pursues is fairness in the entire world. All dead people will be redistributed and resettled. No matter whether they are high or low, there will be a special place in hell after death to accumulate the merits they have done in this life, and then arrange for their reincarnation based on these merits.  His original intention was to open the gates of hell and give birth to new life amidst complete destruction!  But he didn¡¯t expect that the conversation between himself and Mo Tian would be heard by the demon kings through Zhong Xue!  Demon kings.  But he is the beneficiary of this order!  So, for the first time, the demon kings of Three Thousand Hells worked together to do one thing: help Mo Tian!  No one knows how big the boundless hell is, and no one knows how many demon kings there are in it.  When all the demon kings poured out from the boundless hell, they definitely exceeded tens of thousands, and also definitely exceeded the number of those crazy immortals.  The situation overwhelmingly favored Mo Tian!  Suddenly the old man let out a long breath.  Then he narrowed his eyes, his old face.  Suddenly he smiled with some relief.  "You bratwell, well done. You arebecoming more and more like me. No matter how hard you try, even I was tricked by you."  It was like a sledgehammer falling heavily on his chest!  After a while, Mo Tian's expression returned to calm and he looked at the old man covered in blood.  The black clothes on his body have been dyed red by blood. The blood red and darkness are intertwined, which is indescribably weird.  The old man always likes to wear black clothes, but Mo Tian prefers white.  Now his white clothes were dyed bright red with blood. Mo Tian slowly lowered his defensive hands in front of him. The old man's attack just now had broken three ribs in his body, and his left hand was seriously injured.  Broken bones, theseCompared with the life-and-death injuries that Mo Tian had suffered in the past, these injuries were nothing at all.  But now it is more fatal than those fatal injuries. What is fatal is not the injuries, but the situation he is now trapped in.  At this moment, Mo Tian, ??who had the upper hand, showed no trace of joy on his face. After a quick cough, his expression returned to calm. He looked at the old man who seemed to be about to fall down at any time in the blood pool.  Silent.  However, his black jewel-like eyes quietly revealed the emotions in his heart. His emotions were very complex He stared blankly at the old man in front of him, always feeling that there was something unbelievable about this scene, even more so than the Himalayas.  The unattainable, cold and powerful old man actually has a look of despair on his face?  Since when did his appearance become so old?  Or maybe Mo Tian just didn't notice it all this time.  "Old man, you lost." Mo Tian lowered his head slightly and looked at him with complicated eyes.  The old man glanced at Mo Tian, ??but ignored the meaning behind his words. He coughed twice, and another mouthful of blood came out of the corner of his mouth.  This is the first time that I have vomited blood. In recent times, there are not many people who can make me vomit blood. Counting one of my masters, the other one is my apprentice.  Tathagata was convinced by him, and now he seemed to be killed by his disciple.  "Actually, sometimes I think about how wonderful it would be if I kept the Hell Art Museum forever." The old man lowered his head, suddenly sighed, and slowly raised his head to look at Mo Tian.  Suddenly, there was a soft color in his eyes.  "I would rather that none of this happened." "Some things will happen one day. If I die, this world will also have someone give it fairness." The pale old man looked at Mo Tian.  His eyes were empty, as if he were looking at a distant place without focus.  He murmured: "I still remember that day when it was snowing. It has been seven hundred years There are too many conspiracies and calculations in my mind, and I have forgotten many things, but I always remember that day when it was snowing.  Ah. "When a powerful person starts to become so nagging, does it mean that he is really old?  Mo Tian looked at the old man in front of him who was mumbling to himself, and suddenly there was a twitching and pain in his chest.  All his life, he had been thinking about defeating the old man when all this happened to him.  It's so unreal again.  Or rather, deep in his heart, there was another thought.  If you follow what the old man thinks and says, the world will be different today.  The light in the old man¡¯s sunken eyes gradually faded.  Looking at Mo Tian, ??he said softly: "You still have one last trump card, it's Fang Zhenghua." Mo Tian was a little surprised.  Still nodded.  "I have already guessed that he was the first demon king to create the Twelve Ultimate Formations. Unfortunately, unfortunately, I lobbied him many times, but he still refused to help me. In the end, I had to rely on my own hands."  He suddenly looked at Mo Tian mockingly.  There was no decadent emotion in his eyes. Instead, he seemed to have suddenly transformed back into the past curator of the Hell Art Museum who had taken everything into consideration. He laughed and said: "Everything has been exhausted, aren't you?  As a disciple like you, you must not be able to stand this unfair world. No matter what you do in the future, you will still try to change the world!  I failed because I never thought about changing myself." The old man looked at Mo Tian, ??and the smile on his lips became more and more sarcastic: "But you are very good  ¡­It¡¯s very bad.¡± The old man looked at the hell kings in the sky and suddenly straightened his back. He didn¡¯t look at Mo Tian or even anyone. No one in this world could be looked at by him.  In the eyes.  The arrogant body is like a king standing on the top of the mountain in the cold winter, an arrogant king.  "You have been to hell, so you probably already know my identity." Mo Tian sighed softly, looking at the radiance and light that once again burst out from the eyes of the aging old man in front of him: "I know you have millions of  "The most noble one." "The Lord of Hell Art Museum, the King of HellSatan!" The devil's black wings slowly extended from the old man's back.  Every time he hears about the Hell Art Museum, Mo Tian feels a sincere sense of pride in his heart, even arrogance!  However, this time, when he heard these five words coming out of the old man's mouth, a flash of pain flashed in his heart.  A cold voice growled at the old man: "No! You are not that anymore!" "Hell, originally"It's the thing in my hand." As the old man shouted, the bat-like wings on his back completely extended! In the sky, the huge black vortex spun crazily, and the violent energy like a tornado swept the hell demon closest to the vortex.  Swallow! More and more hell demons are being pulled by this force! "No!  you are not!  "Mo Tian took a step forward steadily, and with a hiss, all the white clothes on his body were shattered. Then, following his spreading black hair, a long black clothes grew like a spider web from his back.  Enveloping his body, behind him was a huge sword with a cold light. ¡°Someone told me that I am the master of hell!  " At this time, the boundless hell istrembling. "No one knows how long hell has existed, nor where it came from. Someone once found a beast that had lived for thirty million years in the depths of hell.  Bone turtle, that giant turtle's body is even several times wider than the largest mountain range in the world! Perhaps, at the beginning of the birth of the earth, there was hell, just like where there is sunshine, there are destined to be shadows and living beings!  "My dear, he is back."  "Xiao Tao's face turned mellow, even if the hell ground beneath their feet was shaking, she was still very excited. The woman called the Empress gently lifted her veil. This woman's face has never been seen before.  Tian had never really seen it, or he had only seen it once in a dream. Was that the woman standing behind the man with the sword? Mo Tian had guessed, but there was no result.  . He had vaguely guessed that the woman called Empress was related to his life experience. She was the one who told him the old man¡¯s true identity when he sneaked into hell a few days ago.  !  Is he Satan, the king of hell?  !  "Mo Tian's mouth almost opened in an O-shape! The woman nodded gently. Just looking into her eyes, you can believe that everything she said is true. Mo Tian scratched his head gently, seeming a little helpless.  , he wanted to use the power of hell to fight against the old man, but the last news he got was that he was the king of hell. The woman looked at Mo Tian curiously, and he didn't seem to be surprised by the news at all.  She even suspected that Mo Tian was pretending to be surprised at the beginning. ¡°Have you thought of another way?  "The woman tilted her head and looked at him. Mo Tian waved his hand: "No.  " "Then why are you not worried at all?  " Mo Tian smiled ruthlessly: "Because, I know that you must have come up with a solution for me when you appeared here.  "" Thinking of the conversation with Mo Tian not long ago, the woman couldn't help but laugh out loud, yes. He is such a scoundrel. He is probably the only one who can say such words when he is cornered.  The land of the underworld is shaking, and the ghosts in the whole hell are going crazy! They have never encountered such a situation. The three thousand hells are like a huge stone being thrown into the pond, and the whole hell is rippling!  The long river with no end in sight is now silent. The empress's body is like a green leaf, slowly falling from the sky. Her white bare feet touch the Styx, and a slight halo of water slowly spreads.  Come. The woman suddenly smiled. Like the melting snow in the early spring, the world suddenly became warm. Then she gradually lost her smile, looked at the long stream in front of her indifferently, and said: "This is the river he cut, and this hell will all be controlled by his sword."  Moan!  What are you, Satan?  ¡¯ Then, the River of Forgetfulness that ran through hell seemed to be boiling at this moment.  The blood-colored moon in the sky reflected a water dragon, and a buzzing dragon roar sounded from nowhere in the hell. The woman stood on the Wangchuan River, and countless dragon roars erupted in the river under her feet, and then, a solemn and  The solemn water curtain falls from the sky to the whole world.  Then, the dragon¡¯s roar died down, and the whole hell became quiet!  A figure fell heavily from mid-air, and the woman's body was already covered in blood.  "Empress, empress" Xiao Tao cried helplessly in the desolate hell.  A hand full of blood gently wiped away the tears on Xiao Tao's face, "Don't cry, that man doesn't like the way women shed tears. You are going to marry him soon, so you should smile."?¡­ At this time  in the blood pool.  Mo Tian was wearing a long black coat, and the sword on his back was unsheathed with a clear dragon roar. In the sky full of blood, a stream of blood parallel to the ground was brought up, leaving countless remnants in the sky.?.  The old man, who stood proudly like an emperor, was suddenly surrounded by countless sword lights and dragon roars. His sword was as cold as it was thousands of years ago, cutting through the darkness. In an instant, he launched the most powerful offensive against the old man.  !  Except for these two peerless experts, no one could clearly see the battle between them, but the sword light was extinguished and the dragon's roar ceased.  The old man finally fell down. In this moment, there were countless sword marks on his body, and he finally sat in front of Mo Tian.  ¡°Dong¡­¡± The sword in Mo Tian¡¯s hand fell gently and was swallowed up by the deep blood.  The black clothes on his body shattered into countless flying black butterflies with a hiss, revealing his muscular skin and the horrific wounds.  It¡¯s hard to tell whether it¡¯s the blood in the blood pool or the blood left by Mo Tian¡¯s own wounds. It flowed out from at least hundreds of wounds of various sizes on his body!  It hurts, it really hurts.  Not just the body, when the sword in Mo Tian's hand struck the old man's body, he would also feel an indescribable pain in his chest!  Looking at the old man kneeling on the ground, Mo Tian suddenly felt a strong sense of fatigue in his heart.  I don¡¯t know if I am tired of the hundreds of years of intrigue with the old man, tired of the dark things happening in this unfair world, or tired of life itself.  After a long time, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the full moon in the sky, "Midnight. It's here," "Midnight?" The old man, who had always lowered his head, trembled and raised his head in confusion.  Suddenly, in the blink of an eye, countless blazing lights suddenly lit up in the sky. This light was so hot, so dazzling, as bright as a tomorrow!  It was obviously a dark night, but the white light illuminated the world as if it were daytime!  !  Where does the light come from?  The earth is roaring, the sky is roaring!  Like countless monsters roaring!  Like a tsunami roaring!  "If someone looked down at the earth from outside the universe at this time, they would see blazing white light bursting out from different corners of the world, and in the center of the white light at every moment is a golden relic.  Then it converged towards Haitang Mountain at the fastest speed. The light left a white trail in the sky, as if intertwined into a sky. The pattern of intertwined light finally looked like a strange symbol on the entire earth.  Wen, this rune, Mo Tian saw in the Death Bible.  It was also what I saw in front of that golden statuethe death rune!  At this moment, the death rune that even the most powerful young priest in ancient times was elusive was outlined in the world by Mo Tian!  It¡¯s just that this rune is different from the one in the book. The direction of the rune is actually turned upside down!  At this time, a black line began to spread outward from Mo Tian's chest. His life was shrinking and withering rapidly, and his black hair turned white in an instant.  Fenggan's face actually looked older than the old man's. He suddenly smiled: "I am indeed going to die. But those who died will come back." "Six paths of reincarnation? Without me, I'm afraid it wouldn't be possible." "Old man,  There is nothing wrong with fairness in itself, but the way you pursue fairness is more than unfair? " "I'm sorry, old man" "And" "Old man, thank you for bringing me up." The next moment, Mo Tian's figure appeared.  It just dissipated gently in the air.  The white light in the sky seems to have reached its hottest point!  Completely light up the whole world!
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