Meng Shentong is the third demon god that Ding Yi has to deal with.

Meng Shentong's nickname is Ghost Judgment, and he is the only demon god among the demon gods who has mastered time to predict life and death. His magic eyes can see through the future, his weapon is a judge's pen, he can call out the name and identity of each opponent, and judge everyone's life and death.

This ghost judgment is the opponent that Ding Yi wants to fight the most, because Ding Yi finds that many of the mythical worlds he imagined to create are basically projections of reality, and the mythical world can infinitely amplify people's desires, that is to say, some situations in reality can be confirmed in the mythical world. What does Ding Yi desire the most? Of course, he can have the qualifications to cultivate the truth. Maybe you can get the answer you want from Meng Shentong's mouth.

Whether the aborigines in the mythical world also have their past and present lives, Ding Yi doesn't care, this question can't be considered in depth, you can't simply understand a black iron warrior as an iron lump composed of a bunch of iron atoms, because in the mythical world, he is a living life, he can run and jump, has thoughts, has language, and has his own name. Even they have their own settlements, ethnic groups, families, relatives. It's a very metaphysical thing, and it's scary to think about.

Meng Shentong is like a vacuum cleaner, and everywhere he passes is a void.

"White Feather Qinghong, return to the netherworld quickly, die. ”

Meng Shentong's pen volleyed the word 'death' in capital letters. Where, the judge's pen pointed, a lark warrior hiding in the clouds fell from the sky, turning into the most primitive composition in this world.

Meng Shentong's magic eye can not only see through the past, the present and the future. can still see through all the disguises, Ding Yi once tried to send a masked team to attack him, but no matter how thick the mask is, it can't match Meng Shentong's helium light eye, and as for hiding behind obstacles, the attack was also found to be completely ineffective against him.

This guy is simply a god blocking and killing God, and a Buddha blocking and killing Buddha, an invincible existence. In the end, Ding Yi had to use the most stupid method, which was to sacrifice the flexibility of the Bailing Warrior, and then they carried the Porcupine Warrior to increase the range of the high-altitude projectile to stop this person's footsteps.

But in this way, it is inevitable that there will be a large number of casualties.

Fortunately, Ding Yi successfully solved the refining problem of titanium steel. and solved the female demon god Rakshasa flower and leaves, and the desire for magic is true. Rushed over.

Eyes, hearts, mouths, hands. This is Meng Shentong's four-stage killing, how far can a person see on flat ground (to be able to distinguish clearly, otherwise, we can all see the moon, but if it is not with the help of astronomical telescopes, let alone the size of a person on the moon, even if it is an area the size of Beijing, few people can see clearly with the naked eye. The average person's eyesight is only 5,000 meters, but Meng Shentong's eyesight is 10,000 meters, although he may not be as good as the peregrine falcon warrior in Ding Yi's camp, but the peregrine falcon warrior does not have his ability, so the peregrine falcon warrior can only be abused in the face of Meng Shentong.

The immortal bird is not really immortal, and this guy is very afraid of death, when Ding Yi asked him to fly in front of Meng Shentong, although this guy didn't say anything, he knew that this guy was scared by the speed that slowed down significantly.

Although Ding Yi despises this guy's greed for life and fear of death, there is a great terror between life and death, and in the face of life and death, how many people can really be fearless.

At a distance of nearly 10,000 meters, Ding Yi got off the body of the immortal bird. Now there is a new problem, that is, the protagonist in "God Fighter" is at least a samurai, and he is at least unambiguous in the face of Meng Shentong, but Ding Yi is not a samurai after all, if the two face off directly, they know what the ending will be with their toes.

Ding Yi went with the scholar in white. The scholar in white is a puppet after all. Although I don't know what kind of life form the current white-clothed scholar is in this mythical world. You can say that he is a high-level yuan-level puppet, but Ding Yi subconsciously thinks that things are not so simple. Life, especially the creation of life, is the domain of God. Feeling the joys, sorrows, and sorrows of the white-clothed scholars, and listening to the laughter, scolding and joking of the white-clothed scholars, Ding Yi sometimes has a feeling of grasping the pulse of life in the dark. Are they really just a puppet of components, screws, and steel?

The white-clothed scholar's weapons were the fan in his hand and the three-foot Qingfeng sword he carried with him.

"Scholar in white, aren't you afraid?" asked Ding Yi.

"I can't tell, maybe my mind is tied to my elders, and I can feel your fear, so I think I know what it feels like to be afraid. The white-clothed scholar said calmly.

"There is a great terror between life and death, I have seen murder, I saw that the person was just a few dozen meters in front of me, he ran towards me, a sword stabbed from behind him, the sword penetrated his neck, he wanted to put the sword back, just raised his hand and died, I understood his last thoughts, I looked at his eyes, his eyes were finally bright and dim, he didn't want to die. Ding Yi recalled the murder in front of the Furong Hotel, and his face was gloomy.

"Changshang, I will protect you, swear with my life, I will fight for you until the last moment, even if only the last moment screw remains. The white-clothed scholar half-knelt beside Ding Yi and swore with his sword.

This sentence touched the softest part of Ding Yi's heart, who said that the puppet is the cold dead thing, the chest cavity that has never had a beating heart, is there also a shining arc at this time?

When Ding Yi's chest was neutral, a wave of passion swelled up, stirring his chest.

"Die, die, die!" heard Meng Shentong killing in all directions, and Ding Yi and the white-clothed scholar couldn't help but speed up their pace.

Meng Shentong saw Ding Yi, which made him a little irritable. The man of destiny is free from the past and the future. As the master of the Great Prophecy Technique, Meng Shentong is the loneliest existence in this world.

As the highest level of existence in this world, the demon gods are theoretically immortal. Like the illusions and flowers that have been annihilated, they are not really dead either. Because they are demon gods, as creatures imagined by people in this world, in the mythical world, their annihilation is only a relatively short time, and they will still be resurrected.

When they are resurrected, they will still have their previous supernatural powers, they will still have their previous memories, and they will even have the pain of the soul and soul creation at the moment when their bodies are annihilated.

Having memories is the beginning of suffering.

Meng Shentong can see through the life and death of others, but he can't see his own death. Until the presence of the Manifest Destiny appeared.

Meng Shentong stopped the movement in his hand, and saw a few small insects in his eyes crawling out of his eyes, and there was only one person in his eyes, and that was Ding Yi.

What kind of existence does the white-clothed scholar have as a life form, and whether he will be killed by Meng Shentong, Ding Yi has been hovering in his mind. Under the solemn oath of the scholar in white, Ding Yi felt a kind of responsibility, and for the first time had a kind of consciousness as their elder. Instead of playing a game to beat the level.

Meng Shentong stood stunned and waited for Ding Yi's arrival, although he was a creature derived from the mythical world, but he had the ability to see through the future and the essence of the world. When Ding Yi appeared in his eyes, he knew that he was going to die. It was an awakening, a sober understanding of death.

"Hello, Destiny. Meng Shentong politely greeted the being who was about to take his life.

"Uh, hello!" This is very different from Ding Yi's imaginary meeting, shouldn't the meeting between the two hostile sides be a fierce confrontation between you and me, happy to slash and kill.

"Are you ready?" Meng Shentong asked.

"Uh, what? what's ready?" Ding Yi asked curiously.

"Kill me!"

"Of course. Ding Yi was a little cowardly.

Meng Shentong took a deep breath and raised his eyes to look into the distance, where the mountains were stacked and the buildings were deep.

"Can you hurry up? I'm afraid it hurts. Meng Shentong said embarrassedly and turned around slowly.

Such a superior enemy is really unexpected.

"Why don't you resist? You are a demon god, a legendary existence, your martial arts, I think it depends on me and my subordinates, and there may not be results for a while...... Ding Yi asked strangely.

"This is fate, this cannot be changed, when you appear in front of me, it is the moment when I fall. Meng Shentong's words are lonely, and he is already a person who has nothing to love and let people take it away.

"I can't kill you, if you die, the world will fall and collapse, this is your world, for you who created the world, my existence, and other existences exist according to your will. Meng Shentong explained.

"Can you see the future and tell me what my future is?" Ding Yi stopped the white-clothed scholar and asked again.

"I can't see it, you are the Destiny One, and your future is beyond my understanding. ”

Ding Yi couldn't wait to slap himself in the mouth, this was a matter of course, and when he faced himself, he actually wanted to seek a result from Meng Shentong.

"You go, I don't want to kill you. Ding Yi was also lonely.

"The demon god must be killed, this is your mission. "Meng Shen Passage.

Will there be such a mission? This enemy really can't do it. Ding Yi hesitated, waved his hand to the white-clothed scholar, turned around and left. There seemed to be the sound of a heavy object falling from behind him.