Menemo's former lover tempted Menemo to this current temple, where all the first-generation angels and the second- and third-generation angels are waiting for Menemo. Powerful angels swarmed up and crushed Menemo to pieces in one fell swoop.

However, the root of Menemo's exercises is Buddhism and Zen Gong, and the wonderful mutation of the exercises has given birth to Menemo's terrifying immortal body!

"True immortal!" Menemo gritted his teeth as he looked at the stunned Cyren and snorted, "Dozens of twelve-winged angels as powerful as me, including my direct ancestor, joined forces to kill me, but when this planet entered the night, I was resurrected. They killed me again, but I was resurrected again, and with each resurrection I grew a little stronger, and in the end, none of the twelve winged angels were my opponents!"

Cyren looked at Menemo puzzled: "So, why did you become like this?"

Menemo barely managed to squeeze out a smile that was more ugly than crying: "I took the initiative to let them seal me.

"Why?" said Seren, looking at Menemo in horror. With an immortal body and a power that is better than any twelve-winged angel, why would he take the initiative to let people seal it?

Sighing lightly, Menemo said lightly: "My former lover, she lured me into this trap, and she also seduced all my subordinates, all my brothers in the Dark Angel Legion... All the brothers below the eight wings were killed... All the brothers above the eight wings, who followed me from birth to death, who had sacrificed too many brothers for me, were brought here.

Nemo said dryly: "Use the lives of these brothers in exchange for me being sealed forever." So I'm sitting here, and they're sealed on the wall.

One day, two days, three days... A month, two months, three months... One year, two years, three years... Until now, I ran into you. ”

"They're dead!" said to Menemo dryly, "They died in the end!"

Two lines of blood flowed from Menemo's face, and he wept and said, "Yes, they are dead... My love, my most beloved one, she sprinkled the most terrible poison on them because she feared that my brothers would one day break through to the power of the Twelve-Winged Angel, and those forbidden chains would no longer be able to seal them.

Menemo suddenly howled and cried, blood gushing out of the corners of his eyes like a fountain, and he wailed loudly: "They are all dead, they are all dead! I have immortality, and they don't, they don't! If they break through to the level of the twelve-wing, they can also have immortality, but they can't reach that strength and they are poisoned!"

Menemo writhed and struggled frantically on the throne, but dozens of lightsabers and seven chains restrained his body, and he could no longer move a finger except his head. On the contrary, his struggle also made the holy light on the lightsaber and the chain stronger, constantly eroding his body, making the demonic energy spewing out of his body stronger and stronger.

"My brother~ With a loud roar, Menemo's seven orifices spurted out boiling blood at the same time, and he roared wildly: "Before they died, they condensed all their strength in their heart core and gave it to me! They want to make me strong and let me break through this seal! But I am useless, I can't break through this seal! This is a joint seal formed by all the generations of heavens using the projection of the natal holy weapon that accompanied them! Unless I can be a hundred times stronger than a generation of angels, I can't break through this seal!"

Ah~~ I'm useless!, my brothers!" With a hoarse howl, Menemo suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood mixed with a few fragments of internal organs. As soon as the flesh touched the ground, it turned into a viscous dark force like paint and soared into the air, turning into a black dragon and roaring out of the main hall.

Cyren stared blankly at Menemo, who had fallen into madness, and two lines of tears suddenly flowed from his eyes.

Before he knew it, Seren walked up to Menemo, jumped onto the armrest of the throne, and gently covered Menemo's huge fingers with his small palm.

Saren's hands were warm, Menemo's fingers were cold, "as cold as a corpse that had been lying in a morgue for tens of thousands of years."

Two men, just looking at each other, one bleeding and the other crying.

"I'm luckier than you!" said Seren, tapping Menemo's finger gently.

"I have a childhood sweetheart who I grew up with, and of course, sometimes she is a little rough with me, but she is still very cute. ”

"I have a kind father, of course, who sometimes doesn't do his job at all, and he puts the whole burden of family revival on my head. But he was very accomplished in the arts, and he was a well-known musician and painter in the Federation. The most important thing is that he loves me and my mother, and he loves all the people in our family. ”

"I also have a slightly stubborn grandfather, very helpless, he can't deal with his son, so he has been dealing with me since he was a child, he always said to me: Sairen, for the honor of the family, you have to work hard, even if you become a bad person, even if everyone in the world is cursing you, you have to revive our family, restore our family's reputation! Uh, maybe this is the retribution my father deserves?

"I also have a large family, such as my beloved's father and mother, and my beloved's grandfather and grandmother. Her father was my father's housekeeper, her grandfather was my grandfather's housekeeper, her great-grandfather was my great-grandfather's housekeeper... As for the older ones ... Her ancestor is my ancestor's most reliable comrade-in-arms on the battlefield, and her ancestor is also my ancestor's steward!"

Menemo looked at Seren intently, a bright smile appeared on his blood-covered face, and looked at Seren who was talking to himself very gently.

"Finally, I have a bunch of good ... Well, fox friends!"

Sairen smiled, he smiled strangely.

"My friends aren't good, they're all bastards, but I like them.

"A horny, prostitute and gambling zombie, oh, this scumbag, I won't say anything about him. ”

"A bunch of violent mercenaries who seem to have muscles in their heads, and I suspect that the day they retired, they shot themselves in the head. Because they don't know anything but to fight, and when they leave the battlefield, these guys can't get by. ”

"In the end, I'm still a leader! To tell you the truth, I never thought that it would be a wonderful bastard!"

"He's definitely a naked, outright bastard! He's bad, but he's so bad that you don't resent him! He's also good, but he's only good to the people around him! You say he's ruthless, he never touches a woman's head! But you're going to say he's charitable... Can it be considered charity to slaughter hundreds of thousands of Romans at a time?"

Well, of course, I'm still a little unconvinced, why do I have to eat at his hands every time?"

"But, Menemo, he is relieved to have handed over to me the most powerful power in his hands! and to arm this force with all his resources! Even if I transform this power into my family knights, he will still support me behind me! All financial resources, all material resources... So, you can't say he's a jerk anymore!"

Sairen smiled and raised his head and looked at Menemo, who was sitting on the throne like a small mountain: "I'm luckier than you!"

"yes, you're too much more than Yakayun!"

Menemo smiled at the Cyren, and he whispered, "When you climbed in just now, I saw your sword and that storage pocket. You also have something to do with the cultivators, right? Lucky little guy, are you willing to inherit the mantle of the Great Dream Reincarnation Dao from a Buddhist sect that is not well-known in the monastic world?"

Sairen looked at Menemo in surprise, Menemo looked at the stunned Sairen happily, and he said with a smile: "The Great Dream is reincarnated, and there is only one heir in eternity. My heart... I've gone with my brothers, but I can't forgive myself for settling myself. After passing the mantle to you, I will be free. ”

Taking a deep breath, Menemo said in a daze: "Angel people cannot enter reincarnation, and their death is the final end. Unlike me, I have cultivated a soul like a human being, and I can live again. I'm looking for someone who loves me, and of course someone I love. I'm looking for a group of hot-blooded brothers who will live and die with me, and they will never leave me. I'm going to live with so many of my brothers!"

With a slight movement of his fingers, Menemo knocked Seren's face, and he chuckled, "My body, my strength, can't leave this seal, but my soul can." O haughty generation of angels, they don't know that I have something they can't understand. Inherit my mantle and my strength, let me be truly liberated, and let me find the life of my dreams. Man, will you help me get free?"

Cyren looked at Menemo, and Menemo looked at him and smiled gently, that gaze, that smile, just like Sairen's old confused old grandfather looked at his most beloved hound.

Seren fell to his knees on the armrest of the throne and bowed to Menemo.

Menemo smiled, he raised his head and said lightly, "Monk... Your monastic powers are truly remarkable... It really took so many years for me to let the Great Dream Reincarnation Dao find a successor. Can I find my brother, I can find my lover, I can find family, friendship, and love that I have never had before?"

"Red dust is like a dream, dream bubbles, all are obsessions. Can it be liberated, can it be liberated?"

Menemo laughed, and two lines of blood and tears slowly flowed from his eyes.

"In the next life, let me be an ordinary person!"

Bang" Menemo's hundred-meter-tall body suddenly collapsed, and hundreds of millions of dazzling black lights drilled into Sairen's body one after another.

Menemo's gentle voice resounded in the halls: "Sayren, my disciple, cherish what you have now, and protect what you have now. Your lover, your family, your friends! You live in this world, not for yourself, but for the people around you. If you have great love, you will have great love!"

A faint white light flew out of the hall, and he disappeared in an instant.

Sairen's body tensed, and he let out a roar that soared into the sky.

With a loud bang, the hall that had sealed Menemo for an unknown number of years suddenly collapsed, and Cyren was wrapped in a cloud of black light and soared into the sky.

"Menemo~ I won't let you down!"