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Text Chapter 1381: The Heart of the Witch, Mr. Pan Wang

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    "You disappoint me so much.," I've been waiting for you for a long time, but this is the only method, hey!  ~", Lord Chitian patted the dust on his body. "With his movements, his body shape kept changing, as if hundreds of millions of years had condensed into a blink of an eye, from a child to the original appearance of Lord Chitian.  With a sigh of deep disappointment, the entire space was collapsing and collapsing, from far to near, and in an instant, only an old tree was left and the god Chitian existed in small fragments.  The strange changes on the old tree have long since stopped, and the aura is dead silent. It is completely impossible to connect it with the agility that has been tempting the Lord Chitian before.  It still exists because of the blessing of Divine Lord Chitian. When Divine Lord Chitian left, it was destroyed in this illusory world. Perhaps, it never existed at all.  Ever since Lord Chitian stood up and looked up at the bright sun and moon, he had never glanced at the old tree again. What was reflected in his eyes was not the sun and the moon." It was not even the space that was getting closer and closer.  Collapse and destruction, but a pair of clear eyes, across the void, across the paddle wheel, the two looked at each other, "Chitian Divine Lord, can you really have no hatred in your heart?  ", the sun and the moon flickered, as if the existence in the sky blinked, and the sky and the earth echoed the question that the old tree had been unable to ask before. "Chitian God Lord smiled, but did not answer. "Whether it is true or not,  No hatred, you are still hiding it too deep. A hundred reincarnations will not allow you to move away from where you are and reveal even the slightest flaw. This is all because of your ability, Lord Chitian.  " "Chi Tian, ??you are indeed the first demon god in the world!  "Hearing this, Lord Chitian's expression changed for the first time. He was indifferent, as if there was a flame burning. "This flame is not obsession, desire, or avenue, but pure destruction, as if this fire without temperature can be used to destroy it.  "Burn all living things in the world.  The voice between heaven and earth paused for a moment, and then continued: "He is truly worthy of being called the God Lord by all demon gods. "He is truly the most powerful demon god who has ever defeated demons and immortals head-on!  " "He is truly a hero who rebelled against the Holy Emperor and started anew!  " Each "well-deserved" is like firewood added to the bonfire. Flames almost spit out from the eyes of the Lord Chi Tian, ??and the old trees around him were shocked by the power leaked out of nowhere.  It became "Yunfen" and scattered in the sky and the earth.  As soon as the voice fell, everything was silent, the sky and the earth suddenly darkened, and the sun and moon were hidden in the void.  In the vast world, only Chitian God is left standing upright. The land three feet around his feet seems to be shrouded and suppressed by something. "I remain motionless despite the violent waves of space destruction. "Pfft n" Chitian God  The flame in the Lord's eyes suddenly disappeared, and the clear black and white eyes clearly showed a playful look. "Interesting" It's really interesting that when he finally gave up, he still didn't forget to test the language. This peacock is not simple. "  The Lord shook his head, his expression was extremely leisurely, only the enthusiasm of seeing the hunter's heart replaced the blazing fire in his eyes. The enthusiasm was ten times and a hundred times that of the strong ants he had seen before, but fundamentally there was not much difference.  "Ah, I almost forgot." God Lord Chitian raised his foot, and before it fell down, he seemed to remember something and fixed his steps in the void. "Those two idiots." Before he finished speaking,  The hovering foot fell heavily, but it was not in its original position. There was a loud noise and the space was shattered. If there was a bridge in the void, it would lead to two other places. With an angry look, Lord Chitian stepped out and climbed onto the bridge.  "Boom!", the Lord Chi Tian left with his front foot, and the last fragments of the entire world were torn into pieces with his back foot, turning into a chaotic space storm and sweeping towards the sky.  "Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom.  A high mountain rises majestically from the ground, with a metallic luster all over its body, as if the mountain that is emerging from the depths of the earth is made of metal.  "Crackling n crackling n" Countless sounds, either crisp or dull, sounded, which were chaotic wind, violent fire, soil turning into sand and dust, water turning into flood peaks mixed together and slapped on the rising metal mountain.  the sound of.  The violent storm of destruction passed by, and the creatures had no time to even scream, before they were torn into pieces: the big trees didn't even have the strength to bend down to buffer themselves, and the boulders didn't even have the ability to stay on Mother Earth's body for a moment longer.  It's impossible Countless things, including mutilated corpses, uprooted trees, and pierced rocks were all wrapped up in the five-element storm and impacted on the metal mountain.To shake it and break it.  "Ah ah ah nmn" There was a sudden roar in the mountain, and a long whistle came out, and the luster of metal shone brightly. While blocking the destructive storm for a moment, an illusory one appeared on the mountain.  The face. That face belongs to a majestic adult man." His face was as bright as the mountains.  "I must block it!" "I must do it!" "I want to protect my people!" As if he was trying to explain himself, but also as if he was praying to heaven and earth, the rich metallic light became more and more prosperous, gradually like a torch, in the storm of destruction  It became the only light in the dark night.  "I have", "crunch n" the mountain twisted, huge rocks rolled down, blocking a crack.  "You can't give up" "Boom n" A large area of ??the mountain was shattered by the destructive storm, but with the roar of the distorted face above the mountain, it rose and rose from the earth again, and the obstruction remained. "Tassel nose!"  "The face on the mountain stared behind him. Behind the mountain, where the wind of destruction could not reach," hundreds of witches gathered together.  In the middle of the gathering place of the witches, there was a faint green smoke coming out. Under the green smoke was a large area of ??burned ashes. It must have been a huge bonfire to warm hundreds of people. The fire was still there. The bonfire was burning, but more fuel could be added.  The firewood is gone.  Hundreds of witches hugged each other in twos and threes to keep each other warm. Their faces and hands were covered with bruises from frostbite outside the thin clothes. The elderly, children, and women were all but not in their prime. Every adult witch  , have all died on the battlefield. In this harsh world, only life can allow women and children to survive; only blood can keep the race alive. The child surrounded by the witches can no longer cry, and the old man is trembling.  Even if you can¡¯t stand tall, you will be destroyed.¡±  "No!!!", "Never!", the faces on the mountain were distorted, roaring, "slowly sinking, becoming one with the mountain. "Rumble, rumble n", the sound of rolling boulders can be heard endlessly, and the blurred facial features  The outline appeared on the windward side of the mountain, and a roaring roar was rolled back by the strong wind.  "Children, from now on the family will depend on you, and the tribe will also depend on you." A strong figure disappeared, the father's face was so rough that he could no longer see it, and his warm voice became extinct.  "Ling, I will leave my mother to you to take care of." "The whole tribe, young and old, will also be left to you." The last brother embarked on the same journey as his father, but there was no one to share the burden. He has become  The master of one part.  Now, the tribe has reached the edge of destruction, and he is the only man left. Behind a big witch is a small family and destruction in front of him. He can only not take a step back.  "Ah ah ah n" A roar came from the face of the mountain, and it seemed to last for a long time until the end of the world. The terror of the destructive storm rose again and again. The flames scorched the mountain, the floods soaked the foundation stone, and the wind melted  The hardness has gone away, and the thick soil has buried more than half of it The ridge still hasn't retreated, not even a step, but his consciousness has become blurred and he can no longer hold on.  "Kacha n Kacha n" A series of fine or deep cracks are spread all over the mountain, as if the metal mountain can be toppled at any time, making it the same as the tribe women, children, old and young behind him.  Guarding is his way, and he will not regret it even if he dies!  "Seek benevolence and be benevolent!" Ling, no, it should be called the Golden Ridge Witch King. The outline of his facial features gradually blurred on the surface of the mountain, as if it was weathered, or he was so tired that he lost his edge.  Guarding is the path of the Jinling Witch King, and he has no choice.  Just when the Jinling Witch King was so tired that he was about to fall asleep, he forced his eyes open, just thinking about whether he could take one last look at the tribe that gave birth to him and raised him, and for which he was going to die. ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? With a "swipe", the Jinling Witch King's eyes lit up, " as if the eternal night was illuminated by a light.  "Elder?!" At some point, the illusory face of the Jinling Witch King appeared on the mountain. He looked at the tribe's elders and children under the protection of his body. He saw that everyone was lining up, and an old man was walking with difficulty and trembling on crutches.  Walking out of it tremblingly.  "No, Mr. Pan!" The eyes of the Jinling Witch King showed surprise, ecstasy, and shame just like a child who had been carefully taught by his teacher and felt ashamed of his teacher after doing something wrong.  The old man walked step by step, very slowly and very steadily. What was steady was not his steps nor his skinny hands that could barely hold a cane, but his heart.  Slowly, he moved around"The mountain, through the strong wind" was destroyed and could not be approached, and the ferocious beast hidden in it that left countless deep scars under the mountain acted as if he did not exist. The dense wrinkles seemed to change when the old man was on the mountain.  He stood still and when he raised his head, he had changed into another face: Panwang! One of the three wizard kings, the Panwang who seemed to be unable to walk even and struggled to speak!  The ancient demon gods have a god master, which is different from ordinary demon gods. The witch path has a king of Pan, who is not in the ranks of witch kings, but is higher than the witch kings.  "Silly boy" do you know what you are doing?  "There is no anger, no anger, no disappointment, no hatred of iron failing to make steel" on King Pan's face. There is just a touch of reproach, just like a teacher giving pointers to students for questions they have done wrong.  "II'm guarding!" "There's nothing wrong with guarding, but look at what's in front of you?"  " "It's natural!  " "Ask the Tao in your heart, what is the Tao?  " "It's the witchcraft!  " "The shamanic way of offering sacrifices to heaven and earth.  The power of heaven and earth is irresistible and cannot be violated. You can only use your heart to understand, worship, and borrow" "Idiot, if you haven't woken up yet, don't forget that you are the Witch King!  " Hong Zhong Da Lu, rings in the heart of the Jinling Witch King. He has been reincarnated as a witch for hundreds of lives, in order to survive and reproduce." In order to take root in this desolate and abandoned place in the witch god world, too many predecessors have made sacrifices.  , these all made him resent the power of heaven and earth unconsciously.  Anger blinded his heart, and the road he guarded became an obsession that forced him into a dead end.  "I understand." In the voice of the Jinling Witch King, the anger, the unwillingness, and even the relief of benevolence and benevolence were missing. At the same time as the voice sounded, a majestic figure walked out of the mountain.  "Boom n" persisted in the storm of destruction, and the mountain that stood firm under the erosion of the pool, water, wind and fire suddenly collapsed and turned into abundant aura, integrated into the body of the Jinling Witch King.  With every step he took, the earth turned into a diamond, and a high platform emerged from the earth. There were sacrifices on it. The Jinling Witch King was in front, and all the clansmen were behind, worshiping.  This sacrifice is to the sky, the worship is to the earth, the ceremony is to nature, and the worship is to the heart of heaven and the power of the natural heart of heaven. At this moment, with the Jinling Witch King as the core, the invisible thoughts are mobilized, shrouding the Jinling Witch King and  On the bodies of all the clansmen.  In an instant, there seemed to be an invisible and indestructible peak standing in front of the Jinling Witch King and all the witches. "All destruction could not move forward. The five elements of the storm died down, and the natural ferocious beasts turned gentle,",  What is witchcraft? Being close to nature, respecting the heaven and earth, not simply destroying and competing with it, but integrating with it, this is witchcraft.  After hundreds of reincarnations, the Jinling Witch King, who was blinded by all negative influences, finally came to his senses under the guidance of King Pan. He is a great witch, and the witch god is at his peak if he does not leave. The place where the witch king is is the core of nature in the world.  The natural mighty force of all destruction is the brothers.  "How can "people" hurt themselves for their own hands and feet? That's all! I don't know when, King Pan has disappeared among the shamans, as if he had never appeared. Killing thousands of miles away, the sky is filled with smoke and dust. The sky is gloomy,  The yellow land, an occasional gust of wind" in the boundless desert is like the end of the world.  In this dry and dead place where no grass grows and no water drops, there is a small valley. "Four Seasons Are Like Lips" is a green pearl in the desert. In the valley, there is a small wooden house. In front of the house, there is an old man sitting cross-legged on the grass, his knees  There was a crutch across his head. After a long time, the old man let out a sigh of relief and slowly opened his eyes. Even with such a small movement, he felt helpless. "This old man!"  It was King Pan who had just awakened the Witch King of Jinling.  He opened his eyes, and saw hundreds of heads covered with sand and dust, including green children, gray-headed old women, strong men and strong women "Please help me, please save me, we have no way to survive."  "Old people, children, men and women in their prime, all cried out in pain, sorrow and pain.  "Jinling, your troubles are over, but mine are not." "I am too old, too old, and time cannot be wasted here. The world is over." King Pan sighed and stood up tremblingly.  , he didn¡¯t want to wait any longer, this scene went on for too long.
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