Meng Qi knew that Master Wang was crazy, but he never knew that he was so crazy. He had already achieved the Dharma body and no longer worried about his premature death at the age of fifty. He could deal with it calmly in the face of the "monster of heaven" and the "Emperor of Fengdu". He made a slow arrangement without rushing for a moment, leaving the green mountains without worrying about burning firewood. As a result, he actually chose the most intense and incredible way!

He achieved the Dharma body to commit suicide?

Originally, I thought that the King of Wang was dead because of the return of the "Ghost and God True Spirit Map". The "Fengdu Emperor" pressed forward step by step, making it difficult for him to deal with it. The old disease recurred and was about to die, so I had to take the risk to survive, strive to seize a glimmer of opportunity to achieve the Dharma body, and temporarily get rid of the dilemma of life that is not long ago. Letting himself cut a knife to "get into cause and effect" is because he is prepared to save his life under this, so as to get rid of most unnecessary cause and effect, reduce the burden, and then use the "Heavenly Monster" to fight against the "Fengdu Emperor" to achieve a certain balance, so as to turn the dangerous path into a calm way. However, Prince Wang's current performance has completely overturned his own ideas. He really demanded death, and his thoughts are as firm as iron!

Is this necessary? Do you need to be so crazy?

Did Wang Siyuan never think about going out alive when he stepped into the grave cave heaven?

The most outstanding genius of the Wang family since the Middle Ages chose to end their lives in such a fierce way?

Sure enough, Wang Siyuan was also a complete madman, and he went into his spirit and his bloodline in a wild way... Meng Qi was shocked and confused, but his feet were not slow at all. He took a step forward and had already climbed the grave mountain. He drew out the sword like purple thunder condensed with his right hand.

No matter what, I have to do my best to promise Wang Dashang meticulously. As for what ending will happen in the end, it all depends on his own plan.

With a clanging sound, the sword pulled out, and a bright purple color shone through the dimness and haze. At this time, Wang Siyuan's left hand, whose fingers were round and fingers, had already hit his eyebrows.

Crack! The sound of illusory shattering sounded, Wang Siyuan's eyebrows were penetrated directly, and the true spirit seemed to be split into pieces. An invisible flame inside the Dharma body burned, its breath began to weaken, and its vitality continued to disappear. The face became paler, but only a pair of eyes were bright and crazy.

He did not pretend, he did not retreat to advance, he was really breaking himself!

"In a dream of 200,000 years, the towers are like fog and graves, and smoke. How many things in the world are like, I will give you a cup of tea in front of the hall..." Wang Siyuan's scattered spiritual sense suddenly became low and then raised, revealing a clear madness, "All things in the past will be buried with me today!"

"Burn with you!"

Wang Siyuan has never liked to speak loudly, but at this moment the sound was like a long roar, shaking the sky. Luoshu, which was confronting Yan Luo, suddenly trembled, and the surface seemed to be stained with the invisible flames in Wang Siyuan's body.

Light dots danced randomly. A black and white ball that seemed to be condensed from numerous magic numbers rose from the Luoshu, which looked real, illusory, and rules. It was the mark that the Wang family in Jiangdong had been strengthened in the Luoshu for more than 200,000 years. It was the foundation for them to take charge of this peerless magic weapon.

At this moment, with Wang Siyuan's "burial" sound, the mark was completely wrapped in invisible and golden flames, burning and gradually collapsing. Luoshu was urged to be ignited, with a breath of great prosperity and illuminating water. A river of destiny that overlaps and merges with the long river of time highlighted. Black and white light spots were sank into it, shaped like stars, and the debris were clear. The magic weapons in the formation burned their bodies, blooming their most brilliant light, reflecting the entire cave with colorful colors, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple turning into colorful clouds.

The remains in the grave were also burning, squirting out all the power and integrating into the formation. The coffins that suppressed the "monsters of heaven" all flew up and crashed into the most terrifying place of the formation, which was like seeking death.

The sword fell down, it was dull. The glass lamp in Meng Qi's eyes had already illuminated the lines of cause and effect around Wang Siyuan, but the scenes around him also reflected in his mind.

The Great God of Wang actually sacrificed the divine weapons accumulated by the Wang family over the years!

He actually sacrificed the remains of the Dharma body of the ancestors of the Wang family!

He actually sacrificed the Wang seal in Luoshu!

This is to drag the entire Wang family to be buried with you!

This is equivalent to the current real world and even more than a lot of background!

What a big deal, what a crazy young master Wang!

In addition to feeling sorry for those magical weapons, Meng Qi was already speechless about it and was speechless to Wang Siyuan's madness.

This was completely beyond my expectations.

After the sacrifice was completed, the Luoshu seemed to wake up, the hazy hexagram formation was penetrated by the long river of fate, and the various rays of the magic weapons and magic weapons bloomed like waves, surging and surging.

The formation expanded and swallowed Yan Luo's fist in an instant.

"ah!"

A scream came from the dream. Yama had no resistance and was directly erased his fists. The formation was connected to him and spread to his original body. Even if he was in the underworld and as a legend, he seemed to be unable to withstand the Luoshu formation that had sacrificed so many things!

At a critical moment, a pitch-black fist poked out in the illusion, with five fingers seemingly clenched but not terrifying. Instead, it is like a gem, moist and deep, full of tranquility and peace, as if it is the presentation of a state after death.

This dark fist seemed to be formed by the death intention of Yin Qi, but it was a splash of vitality inside, and the extreme Yin produced Yang, without any evil, only mystery and wonder.

It has six fingers. After clenching into a fist, a black vortex is generated at the knuckles, which seems to be six channels that lead to different bridges of reincarnation. The body of the fist indicates that the reincarnation will eventually fall into an eternal and unchanging "sleep".

Such a fist fell without any fireworks, as I saw in my dream. However, the formation formed after Luoshu was urged suddenly became silent. Many tributaries of the long river of illusory fate were all swallowed by the main trunk, leaving only the only ending. The black and white light spots sprinkled with cleavage of debris were extinguished one after another, and the colorful colors were dim one after another. The sacrificed divine weapons and magic weapons began to shatter, and even the entire cave began to collapse.

The formation has not yet completely "dead", and the intention of the fist has penetrated a little, making Wang Siyuan's face turn blue, like an evil ghost, and his vitality can't stop dissipating.

Such power slowed down the "sticky cause and effect" that Meng Qi cut out for a while.

The "Emperor of Fengdu" finally couldn't help but descended a little power!

If it is a normal Dharma body, you will definitely be frightened at this time because you cannot find a way to resist the invasion of "death", but Wang Siyuan smiled and looked calm and didn't care at all. Anyway, he was committing suicide, so are he still afraid of "death"?

If you are not afraid of "death", what else should you be afraid of?

He sat cross-legged again, closed his eyes, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and began to sit and turn aside, no longer caring about the "Ghost and God True Spirit Map" and the Taigu Soul-Shenzhen Coffin.

At this moment, the power generated by the sacrifice quickly declined under the attack of the Emperor of Fengdu and headed towards death. Luoshu's Wang seal was completely burned out.

It returned to its sleep and floated quietly in the air, and was already a masterless thing.

Wang Siyuan can even abandon even the peerless magic weapon!

Anyway, they are going to die, what is the use of peerless magic weapon?

His dark fist opened, and he did not take the "Ghost and God True Spirit Map" that belonged to him first, nor did he vent his anger on the sitting Wang Siyuan, allowing him to disappear, but instead grabbed Luoshu.

Luoshu, a peerless magic weapon, is called the symbol of Yidao together with the River Map. It is rumored that if the two are united, they will be completely perfect and are things on the other side. This level of magic weapon, even the "Qingdu Emperor", cannot eliminate the coveting of it!

Seeing that his fist was about to hold Luoshu, the void suddenly wriggled, and a head jumped out, with a clear appearance, all white hair, black beard, deep evil intentions, and his eyes were like a black vortex, indicating the initial evil.

The vortex rotated, and two black and twisted sword lights shot out, slashing straight towards the hands of the Emperor of Fengdu, slashing the truth with one sword and entering the dreamland with one sword.

Taishi Tianmo Sword? The Demon Lord actually covetted him and was about to snatch Luoshu! Meng Qi's sword turned and was about to stick away the dazzling line of cause and effect around Wang Siyuan, but at this time, he found that the Demon Lord had taken action.

The thoughts turned and Meng Qi suddenly realized that Wang Siyuan could do more secretly with his death layout, but why did it be known to everyone? The Emperor of Fengdu knew about it, the Wang family's hidden veins knew it, and he guessed it. Moreover, his recurrence of his old disease did not affect his realization of the Dharma body at all, but it made people feel that he had to live to death before.

Because he was trying to spread the news that his old illness recurred, everyone speculated that he wanted to make a dead arrangement, which attracted the snooping of powerful and powerful people who could still move, so as not to let the Emperor of Fengdu and the one who "gived" Luoshu to the Wang family beautify this, create chaos and create opportunities for the subsequent.

What is his follow-up?

While the Demon Lord took action, the sound of the piano suddenly sounded and the fairy spirit was gone. A slender and beautiful giant hand poked out from the void.

Moreover, Luoshu suddenly shook on his own, avoiding the dark hands of the Emperor of Fengdu, and was about to jump into the sky.

The sky suddenly dark red, the clouds evolved, and the shapes were varied, and they were as chaotic as possible, waiting for Luoshu's return.

Meng Qi abandoned the mess, no longer thought about the battle for Luoshu, no longer thought about this great master, but focused on Wang Siyuan.

Wang Siyuan's eyes were closed, and his breath was about to completely dissipate, and it was the last moment before he sat in the process of transformation.

At this moment, his face suddenly twisted, full of fear, as if he had encountered something extremely terrible, just like all the Dharma bodies Wang practiced in the "Absurd Sutra".

Everything seemed to have calculated the time, and Meng Qi's sword fell down, sticking away the dazzling and illusory lines of cause and effect around him. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!