The ghost is the husband, the wife is the supreme

Chapter 408
Du Ran, who was in the circle of light, saw a layer of light.

That layer of light is an existence.

It was an existence that she never thought of.

Both legs, kneeling down involuntarily, even raising the head is a kind of disrespect.

Her heart is full of fear, her expression is solemn, and everything about her is quiet at this moment.

"Duran, pay homage to Heaven."

A steady voice came out of Du Ran's mouth, full of absolute respect.

That layer of light, that layer of light without substance, is the way of heaven, the supreme way of heaven, and the way of heaven that governs the Three Realms that has never been revealed.

Du Ran never thought that she would see Tiandao.

In that dance, she suddenly felt a voice like a call, so she raised her hands and moved with her heart, but as she went deeper, her body began to be out of control, and her hands began to be unable to stop , Those manjushahua who had revived in response to her call paved a connected road and paved circles of light.

And when she opened her eyes, she saw that ball of light.

Looking at that ball of light, it is impossible for people to have evil thoughts in their hearts. In front of that ball of light, she is so insignificant!
It seems that an answer has emerged.

"Finally meet again, this one meet, waited for 9000 years."

A calm and peaceful voice came from the aperture, like an old man who thought he was kind and tolerant.

But Du Ran heard the solemnity and majesty in it, which is a kind of majesty belonging to the superior.

The way of heaven is enough to be worthy of this majesty.

"Duran dare not."

"You don't need to be so restrained. I felt your breakthrough today, so I summoned you here. I didn't want to. You completely broke the seal."

Du Ran's heart tightened, and her hands became hot, and on the back of her hands, the auspicious cloud symbol was faintly visible.

That is... the mark of belonging to the chosen ones.

Up to now, Du Ran has understood that what the judge said is true, she is the way of heaven, and she is the existence chosen by the way of heaven to sanction the judge.

"It was my fault that I summoned you here at such a time."

Du Ran immediately said respectfully: "Du Ran did not complete the task of the adults, please punish."

"It's not your fault. All of this is also my fault. I indulged that little guy for too long, and this betrayal was brewed. You are still too young, and you do have some shortcomings, but you did a good job. "

Du Ran pursed his lips, lowered his head respectfully, without any trace of disrespect in his expression.

"But this is the responsibility I gave you. You have to complete this mission. That little guy's tricks should also be over. Go ahead and end everything."

After the words fell, the circle of light slowly faded away, and the light on Du Ran's body also disappeared little by little, and the dark clouds gathered above her head also drifted away. It seemed that everything just now was just a dream. A strange and shocking illusion.

Du Ran slowly opened her eyes. At this moment, her expression was no longer calm, but a high majesty. Her sight penetrated countless flying petals and landed on the judge's face. At that moment, her body bloomed with a sense of holiness that surpassed all gods.

At that moment, even depression felt a sense of surrender.

At that moment, the judge's face was as desperate as death.

"Fan Ji, you are guilty."

A long and faint voice slowly came out of Du Ran's mouth.

And the judge had already trembled.

"Complete...how could it be, how could it be like this! How could it be completely inherited at this moment!"

Du Ran's expression was indifferent, she slowly opened her hand, and pressed her palms together, struggling slowly, and in the middle, a long cold weapon was being torn out bit by bit.

Until the end, the weapon that was completely pulled out was a sickle.

The judge muttered to himself: "The sickle of judgment...how could it be the sickle of judgment...God! You treat me like this! I hate it!"

"Final words, Fan Ji, what else do you have to say?"

Du Ran held the long, golden sickle in his hand and pointed it at the judge.

"I don't accept it! I, Fan Ji, don't accept it! I have inherited the Judge for tens of thousands of years, so why should Heaven treat me like this! The Judgment Scythe is mine! It should be mine!"

The judge is completely crazy, how can he accept it, he hates it!Hate the injustice of heaven!
He hates, hates the favor of heaven!
He hates, hates why Du Ran can accept this inheritance!
That's his!That should have been his weapon!
"Boom—"

The scattered dark clouds gathered again, and this time, the dark clouds lingered behind Du Ran, as if following her orders, and the faint lightning in the clouds dazzled his eyes.

The judge panicked for the first time. He had just experienced the taste of the cloud of catastrophe. If he was completely dismissed, he would not be able to bear it if he had the ability to fight again!
"I don't accept it! It's him in the three realms! He is the biggest hidden danger! I shouldn't be punished by the heavens!"

Du Ran waved his sickle, with a calm face, said: "All your dissatisfaction comes from your greed, Fan Ji, if you abide by the accusation, then this punishment should not come."

The judge, Fan Ji, was in a trance for a while, and his body stood still, as if he was thinking about this sentence.

"Three ways of impermanence, fate is determined, those who violate the way of heaven arbitrarily, shall be... punished!"

After the words fell, there was an even more ear-piercing sound of thunder from the clouds in the sky, and the clouds of lightning and thunder gathered and fluttered, as if they were waiting for an order from Du Ran at any moment.

Shen Yu raised his head and looked at Du Ran who was holding a sickle in his hand. His expression was haughty, but there was a hint of worry in between.

Of course, it shouldn't be like this.

But in the end, he was depressed and silent. He didn't move an inch, just stood there so stubbornly, raised his head and looked at Du Ran, even though the layers of halos and momentum made him very unhappy, he was not willing to blink look at the eyes.

In the dark, depression seems to have a feeling, he...

To lose her.

Heart suddenly tightened.

Shen Yu stretched out his hand, trying to grab Du Ran, but in the end, he just moved his fingers without moving.

'Are you going to stop her? '

’ She should have achieved so much, she should have reigned supreme. '

'This is the fairyland she should have had, in that position, I set for her. '

'Depression, are you serious about depriving her of everything? '

'Give it up, that's not your field. '

That old and majestic voice suddenly appeared in Shen Yu's ear.

He raised his head and stubbornly looked at this completely different Du Ran.

It's that... noble.

That kind of... imposing.

As if, she should have been.

Should have had such strength, should have had such aura, should have been so superior.

'She didn't deserve to be ripped off the altar. '

'Depressed, let go. '

Let go?

Why... let go...

(End of this chapter)