The Supreme Being

Meng Qi knew that Mr. Wang was crazy, but he never knew that he was crazy to this extent. He had already achieved Dharmakaya and no longer had to worry about dying at an early age at fifty. He could deal with the "monsters of heaven" and the "Fengdu Emperor" calmly. , slowly laid out the plan, there was no need to rush, and the green hills were left without worrying about running out of firewood. In the end, he actually chose the most drastic and unbelievable method!

Did he achieve Dharmakaya just to commit suicide?

Originally, I thought that Prince Wang's death plan was because of the return of the "True Spirit Map of Ghosts and Gods", and the pressing pressure of "Emperor Fengdu", which made it difficult for him to deal with it. His old illness relapsed and he was about to die, so he had to take risks, survive in the face of death, and fight for the future. Seize the slightest opportunity to attain the Dharmakaya, and temporarily escape from the predicament of not being around for a long time. And letting himself be "tainted by the cause and effect" with a knife is the preparation to save his life, thereby getting rid of most unnecessary causes and effects, and reducing the risk of death. burden, and then use the "Tiandao Monster" to fight against the "Fengdu Emperor" to achieve a certain balance and turn the dangerous road into a smooth road. However, Prince Wang's current performance has completely overturned his own thoughts. He really wants to die. As strong as iron and stone!

is this necessary? Does it need to be so crazy?

Did Wang Siyuan never think about getting out alive when he entered the grave cave?

The most outstanding magician genius of the Wang family since the Middle Ages chose to end his life in such a drastic way?

Sure enough, Wang Siyuan was a complete lunatic. Madness had penetrated deeply into his spirit and blood... Meng Qi was shocked and confused, but his feet did not slow down at all. He took one step forward and reached the top of the tomb. He took out his right hand. The ultimate sword that resembles the condensed purple thunder.

No matter what, he must fulfill his promise to Wang Dashun meticulously. As for the final outcome, it all depends on his own plan.

With a clang, the sword was drawn out, and a bright purple color shone through the darkness and haziness. At this time, Wang Siyuan's left hand, which was pointed like a sword, had already stabbed the center of his eyebrow.

Click! The sound of illusory shattering sounded, and the center of Wang Siyuan's eyebrows was directly penetrated. The true spirit seemed to be torn apart at once, and invisible flames burned inside the body. The aura began to weaken, the vitality continued to diminish, and the face became paler. Only a pair of eyes were so bright that they were crazy.

He didn't show off, he didn't retreat in order to advance, he was really killing himself!

"In a dream of two hundred thousand years, the towers are like fog and the tombs are like smoke. There are so many turmoils in the world, all of which are paid for by a cup of tea in front of the hall..." Wang Siyuan's scattered consciousness suddenly spoke in a low voice, and then rose up, revealing an obvious meaning of madness. , "Those things happened in the past, you can bury them with me now!"

"Be buried with me!"

Wang Siyuan never liked to speak loudly, but at this moment, the sound was like a long roar, shaking the sky. Luo Shu, who was fighting against Yama, suddenly started to tremble, and the surface seemed to be stained with a layer of invisible flames like Wang Siyuan's body.

The light spots danced wildly, and a black and white ball that seemed to be condensed by many magic numbers rose up from the Luoshu. It seemed real, illusory, and regular. It was the imprint that the Jiangdong Wang family had continuously strengthened in the Luoshu for more than 200,000 years. It is the foundation for them to control this peerless magic weapon.

At this moment, with Wang Siyuan's "burial", the mark was completely wrapped by the invisible and golden double flames, burning fiercely, and gradually collapsed. Luo Shu was then activated, the aura became strong, and the water light shone out, and a line with The river of destiny that overlaps and merges with the long river of time is highlighted. The black and white light spots are sinking and floating in it, shaped like stars, and the fragments are clear. Each magic weapon in the formation is burning. It bloomed with its most brilliant brilliance, reflecting the entire cave sky in various colors, with red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple turning into an overwhelming rosy cloud.

The remains in the tomb are also burning, gushing out all their power and integrating into the formation. The coffins suppressing the "monsters of heaven" all fly up and crash into the most terrifying part of the formation, just like seeking death.

The sword slashed down, unremarkably. The glazed lights in Meng Qi's eyes illuminated the lines of cause and effect around Wang Siyuan, but the surrounding scenes also came into his mind.

Wang Dashengun actually sacrificed the magic weapons accumulated by the Wang family over the generations!

He actually sacrificed the dharma bodies of the ancestors of the Wang family!

He actually sacrificed the Wang family mark in Luoshu!

This means dragging the entire Wang family to be buried with him!

This is a foundation equivalent to or even greater than that of the entire real world!

What a big gesture, what a crazy Mr. Wang!

In addition to feeling sorry for those magic soldiers, Meng Qi was dumbfounded by this and was speechless at Wang Siyuan's madness.

This was completely unexpected.

After the sacrifice was completed, Luo Shu seemed to wake up. The hazy hexagram array was connected by the long river of destiny, and the various colors of light blooming from the magic weapons were like waves, surging and surging.

The formation expanded and swallowed up Yama's fist.

"ah!"

A scream came from the dream. Yama had no power to resist, and his fist was directly wiped away. The formation followed the connection and spread to his body. Even in the underworld and as a legend, he seemed to be unable to withstand it. Live here in the Luoshu Formation where so many things have been sacrificed!

At the critical moment, a dark fist appeared in the illusion. The five fingers seemed to be grasping but not grasping. The black color did not show terror, but was like a gem. It was moist and deep, full of peace and calm, and seemed to be a representation of the state after death.

This jet-black fist seems to be directly condensed from Yin Qi and death, but there is a glimmer of life in it, extremely Yin generates Yang, and does not show any evil, only mystery and sublime.

It has six fingers. When clenched into a fist, dark vortexes appear at the knuckles, which seem to be six passages, leading to different bridges of reincarnation. The body of the fist shows that no matter how reincarnated it is, it will eventually fall into eternity. "Sleep".

Such a fist fell without any fireworks, just like what I saw in a dream. However, the formation formed after Luo Shu was activated suddenly became silent. The many tributaries of the illusory river of destiny were all swallowed up by the main trunk, leaving only the only ending of destruction. , the black and white light spots scattered with clear debris were extinguished one by one, the colorful splendor dimmed one after another, the sacrificed magic weapons and magic weapons began to fall into pieces, and even the entire cave began to collapse.

The formation has not yet completely "died", but the fist intention has penetrated a little, making Wang Siyuan's face turn blue, like an evil ghost, and the vitality cannot stop dissipating.

Such power made Meng Qi's "Sticky Cause and Effect" slow down a bit.

"Emperor Fengdu" finally couldn't help but show some strength!

If it were a normal Dharmakaya, he would definitely be in panic at this time because he could not find a way to resist the invasion of "death", but Wang Siyuan seemed to be smiling but not smiling, with a calm expression and not caring. After all, he was committing suicide, so was he still afraid of "death"?

If you are not afraid of "death", what else do you need to fear?

He sat cross-legged again, closed his eyes, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and began to sit down, no longer caring about the "True Spirit Map of Ghosts and Gods" and the ancient soul-suppressing coffin.

At this time, the power generated by the sacrifice rapidly declined under the blow of Emperor Fengdu, leading to death, and Luoshu's Wang family mark was completely burned out.

It returned to sleep and floated quietly in the air, now ownerless.

Wang Siyuan can even give up a peerless magic weapon!

He's going to die anyway, so what's the use of a peerless magic weapon?

The dark fist opened, and instead of taking the "True Spirit Map of Ghosts and Gods" that belonged to him, nor venting his anger on the resurrected Wang Siyuan and letting him disappear, he grabbed Luo Shu.

Luoshu, a peerless magic weapon, and Hetu are both called the symbol of Yi Dao. It is said that if the two are combined into one, they will be completely perfect and become a thing from the other side. Even the "Fengdu Emperor" cannot get rid of his coveted magic weapon of this level!

Seeing that the dark fist was about to grab Luo Shu, the void suddenly squirmed, and a head jumped out. It had a pale face, all white hair, a dark beard, and deep evil intentions. His eyes were like dark whirlpools, indicating the beginning of evil.

The vortex turned, and two dark and twisted sword lights shot out, slashing straight at the hand of Emperor Fengdu. One sword cut through reality, and the other sword entered the dreamland.

Taishi Demonic Sword? The Demon King is actually coveting it and is ready to snatch Luo Shu! Meng Qi's sword was about to take away the bright thread of cause and effect around Wang Siyuan, but at this time, he found that the devil had taken action.

As his thoughts turned around, Meng Qi suddenly realized that Wang Siyuan's death plan could have been made more secretive, so why did it become known to the world? Emperor Fengdu knew about it, the Wang family's hidden veins knew about it, and he also guessed it, and his old disease The relapse did not affect his realization of the Dharmakaya at all, but it made people feel that he had to die to survive.

Because he wanted to spread the news that his old illness had recurred, so that everyone would speculate that he was planning to die, thereby attracting the prying eyes of powerful and powerful people who could still move, and preventing the Emperor Fengdu and the original "giver of Luo Shu" "The one from the Wang family specializes in this, creating chaos and creating opportunities for the follow-up.

What's next for him?

At the same time as the Demon Lord took action, there was suddenly the sound of a piano, the fairy aura fell, and a slender and beautiful giant hand poked out from the void.

Moreover, Luo Shu suddenly vibrated on his own, avoiding the dark hand of Emperor Fengdu, and was about to jump into the sky.

The sky suddenly turned dark red, and the clouds changed into thousands of shapes, creating chaos, waiting for Luo Shu's return.

Meng Qi got rid of distracting thoughts, no longer thinking about the fight for Luo Shu, no longer thinking about these great magical powers, but focused on Wang Siyuan.

Wang Siyuan closed his eyes tightly, his breath was about to completely dissipate, and it was the last moment before he sat down and passed away.

At this moment, his face suddenly twisted and was full of fear, as if something extremely terrible had happened to him, just like all the Dharmakayas in Wang's practice of Suan Jing.

Everything seemed to be timed, and Meng Qi's sword fell just in time, sticking away the bright and illusory threads of cause and effect around him.