Heavenly Dao, immortality.

Cause and effect, invincible.

The void realms merged, converging into endless shackles of cause and effect, binding the young man in Wuzhen.

The boy slumped on the ground, clasped his knees with his hands, and sobbed.

Helpless and full of fear.

I just want to shrink into a dark corner and never come out.

"I don't want to, I don't want to go through this...... I don't want to, I don't want to go through all this life and death, all this pain, I don't want to ...... I just want to be there for my mother......"

The boy's sobbing voice was quickly drowned out by the chanting of nearly 10,000 Buddhas on Mount Meru.

It was also buried by the voices of the god kings of the divine realm and the arcane empire urging their power.

"This is the final step. The voice of the Ten Thousand Law God Emperor was like a rolling wind and waves, and he stretched out a hand and pointed his five fingers in the direction of Meng Fan: "Suppressing the Heavenly Dao Meng Fan, it is the era of the rise of the God Race, coming." ”

Several Protoss leaders also stretched out their hands.

At this moment, they released all their power almost unreservedly, and that power condensed into mountains and rivers, gathered together, alternated between the invisible and the tangible, and fell on Meng Fan's body.

The mountains and rivers of the Ten Thousand Law God Emperor are as high as a thousand zhang.

The mountains and rivers of several Protoss leaders are also as high as a hundred zhang.

It was a mountain and river condensed with the martial arts and laws of the Protoss, and the stone walls were very smooth, imprinted with the ancient and simple Protoss characters.

Meng Fan was oppressed by the mountains, and his body was twisted.

He raised his head and looked at the Sumeru God and Buddha thousands of steps away.

His gaze still shifted between dazed and resolute.

His knees had shattered the earth.

His hands were sunk deep into the ground.

Chains of cause and effect stretched out of the ground and wrapped around his body.

"It's not just about suppression, it's about killing him!"

Akdor of the Arcane Empire made a chilling sound, and on the chest of her armor, a cursed power turned into a spiritual imprint, burst out, and poured into the mountains created by the Protoss.

And the god-kings of the Arcane Empire behind her.

They also released their power and injected them into those mountains and rivers.

"That's right, kill him. The mad cry of the Transcendent Dharma King: "Kill him!"

The Ten Thousand Law God Emperor narrowed his eyes, his palm pressed down hard in the void, and said coldly, "Kill him." ”

Meng Fan is where the Heavenly Dao Dao is located, the Heavenly Dao is the opposite of the Protoss, restrain the Protoss, the Heavenly Dao is strong, the Protoss is weak.

Therefore, in the eyes of the Protoss, Meng Fan must die.

The Hand of the King of the Arcane Empire, Shi Weifu, was ruthlessly suppressed by Meng Fan, and he had no power to fight back, and the five five tribulation Arcane God Kings all fell, and they came to take revenge with great anger.

Therefore, in the eyes of the Arcane Empire, Meng Fan must die.

The gods and Buddhas of Sumeru were full of fear of the way of heaven, and they were also full of vigilance against the meaning of fate that had just been born, and he provoked cause and effect and turned himself into the enemy of Meng Fan's avenue.

Therefore, in the eyes of the Buddha world, Meng Fan must die.

After breaking free from the control of the Chaos Emperor, the Transcendent Dharma King refined Meng Fan's creator flesh and blood, he has the power to be infinitely close to Meng Fan, and he can hold several major Dao truths at the same time, but there can only be one person in the Heavenly Dao Dao system.

In the eyes of the transcendent Dharma King, Meng Fan must die.

The overwhelming power and the infinite killing machine converge together.

It was released by a peak powerhouse and crushed Meng Fan's body.

Meng Fan was shrouded in mountains and rivers and raging storms.

Every inch of his skin trembled violently.

He tried his best to urge the pillar of martial arts.

Finally, the Pillar of Martial Arts spun slightly.

It was not enough for him to break free.

But with a slight spin, the war leader spat blood from his mouth, took a few steps back, and his whole body was sore.

But the war leader still relied on his strong willpower and continued to release his majestic power to Meng Fan.

The Pillar of Martial Arts spun again.

One of the Four Tribulation Arcane God Kings behind Akdo didn't even let out a wail, and it exploded into powder, and even the divine soul dissipated.

Meng Fan's gaze swept to Mount Meru.

Several arhats immediately retreated in pain, waving their hands above their heads, as if to dispel something.

In their souls, they were branded with a spirit by Meng Fan, and the spiritual brand was only one percent of Meng Fan's pain at the moment, but it still left an indelible shadow on these Arhats for a lifetime, and their Buddha hearts became bumpy, and it was difficult to make progress.

The Pillar of Martial Arts spun a little bit again.

The Ten Thousand Law Divine Emperor's eyelids twitched slightly, and a blood mark appeared on his cheek, and there was a great avenue true intent brewing and rotating in the blood stain, and it was sunken inward a little bit, but this still did not make the Ten Thousand Law Divine Emperor stop moving.

Akdor's armor cracked.

The outstretched arm of a Five Tribulation Arcane God King exploded into a mist of blood.

There are constantly wounded god-kings.

There are constant falls.

But he still couldn't stop the Heavenly Dao Alliance's suppression of Meng Fan.

Meng Fan's body has been completely buried by the chain of cause and effect and the mountains and rivers.

Only the looming figure remains.

"Meng Fan, you are a masterpiece of a generation. The Sumeru God and Buddha did not wipe the blood from his body, and his plain hands were folded. "Whether it is in the past, or in the present, or in the future, I am afraid that there will be no more characters like you, you are the real one, Tianjiao. ”

"Tianjiao. ”

On Mount Meru, many Buddhists repeat these two words.

The voice was loud and loud, and it came far, far away.

"It's just that in this new era, there is no longer a need for the Heavenly Dao, the Heavenly Dao will become a thing of the past, the new Great Dao Tower will be erected high, your cause and effect have shaped the Heavenly Dao Meng Fan, and also destroyed yourself, as a Heavenly Dao Dao system, you are destined to be the enemy of all sentient beings.

Even, against yourself.

You have been disobedient to fate all your life, and in the Faxiang Heavenly Dynasty, you once angrily scolded the sky and wanted to destroy the Heavenly Dao, but in the end, you became the Heavenly Dao.

You hold the authority of the Heavenly Dao in your hands, but in fact, there is no Dao in your heart.

I'm not going to kill you.

I am liberating you.

Eternal liberation. ”

The voice of the gods and Buddhas of Sumeru was turned into words and imprinted on those mountains and rivers.

He lowered his head and read quietly in his mouth, becoming one with the chanting of Mount Meru.

"Eternal Deliverance......"

"Yes, yes......" Meng Fan's body was trembling violently, and his voice was trembling violently.

His entire body had sunk deep into the ground, where endless formations had been laid out for a long time, waiting for him.

Under the heavy pressure, Meng Fan raised his head with all his strength and looked at the center of the Thousand Void Realms.

Over there.

The young man from Wuzhen, clasping his legs, looked at Meng Fan in horror.

The teenager was sobbing.

Full of helplessness and confusion.

He flinched.

It's pathetic.

Meng Fan looked at the young man.

The young man also looked at Meng Fan.

Meng Fan's perfectly hard flesh began to crack.

He trembled violently, and raised the corners of his mouth with difficulty.

A smile that shouldn't have been there at this point.

Meng Fan opened his mouth and said to the young man.

"Yes, the road you are about to walk is full of ups and downs.

Full of life and death.

Joys.

You'll have a lot of friends and you'll have a lot of enemies.

You'll watch your enemies laugh wildly, and you'll watch your friends leave you.

You will endure suffering that no being can bear.

But it can also perceive happiness that sentient beings can't comprehend.

You'll come along.

Because I've come here.

Remember, your surname is Meng, and your name is Fan.

What Heavenly Dao, what Creator, is just a title imposed on you by others.

Meng Fan, don't cry. ”

The mountains and rivers were completely suppressed.