Chapter 2107 All mountains and rivers in the world are governed by rules (please vote for me on the last day)
The Sanxing Palace is worthy of being the holy land of the Legalists, a great sect that dares to rule the sky, regulate the earth, and punish people. Wu Bing is worthy of being the master of the Palace of Judgment. For many years, he has been responsible for all major Jedi affairs... "The mountains and rivers of the world"
They are all moments."
These eight dharma realms limit great power, and the coffin of criminal law punishes, kills, and imprisons crimes in time, truly demonstrating the supreme power of Legalism that subdues all evil.
He didn't even use any cave-heaven treasures. He sealed off Meng Tianhai, exiled him, and then tortured him to death in the depths of time with his own power.
"Is it over?" People in the True Source Fire Realm whispered.
But above the river of blood, the masters remained silent.
The long river of time ripples, and there are ripples of pain in it.
"It hurts... it feels so good."
In that rotten coffin, such a voice sounded.
boom!
The coffin of criminal law, which can span the long river of time, suddenly opened.
Meng Tianhai's blood-stained Taoist body sat up from it.
He has endured almost all the punishments of the past and present. All the evil he has done in this life has also been judged.
He is still not dead.
The limit of the law at this moment cannot reach his limit and cannot destroy him.
He sat in the rotting coffin. At first he felt as if he had just woken up, and murmured: "But this pain is far less than what I have experienced..."
His tone became much more sober: "The lifespan of an ordinary person is one hundred and twenty-nine years and six months. Of course, many people do not live to this end. The so-called 'seventy years of life are rare in ancient times', seventy years old is actually rare in ancient times."
year!"
After breaking the coffin lid, he still did not leave the coffin and accepted the punishment with his own body. He turned to look at Wu Bingji: "Did you know? When I founded the Blood River Sect, I was already a thousand years old. In other words, I am now
Already lived fifty-five thousand years."
"So you have lived enough?" Si Yu'an cut him off with a sword attack, interrupting his emotion.
The Eight Dharma Realms have been closed, and the sharpness of the Kunwu Sword is no longer restricted. Of course, Si Yu'an cannot stand it for a breath.
clang!
Meng Tianhai smashed the Kunwu sword away with his fist, frowned and said: "You are very noisy!"
The force of the fist attached to the body of Kunwu's sword, spinning away countless regular turbulences. It kept rushing forward, pushing Si Yu'an far away.
And he continued to speak to Wu Bingji: "The difference in life span between one hundred and twenty-nine years and fifty-five thousand years is bigger than the difference between a mayfly and a human being. Do you think I should care about those things?"
Human? The peak of spiritual practice is one step at a time. Do you have to look back frequently?"
"We all go from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, and we all have times when we are weak." Wu Bing has said.
Meng Tianhai breathed a sigh of relief: "It's a cliché... How long have you lived, but you are so old-fashioned, and you are not as good as I can see through it. The law is very good, but it is a pity that it protects waste! It should not be used by you like this.
The mountain is so high and the road is so long. If you can't climb it, you will never be able to climb it."
Wu Bing's face was expressionless: "Legalists don't seek favoritism, but seek stability and fairness."
"Blinally being fair is unfair to the strong! If I died when I was weak, I would have no regrets. This is the way the world is, the capable will rise, the weak will die, and only the living can write history. Many times the law
Just covering up shame. But why bother covering up shame?" Meng Tianhai looked at him: "I have a different view on the law. It should be a tool, not an axiom."
Wu Bing already said: "It is a tool to realize justice."
Meng Tianhai shook his head: "No, it is a tool to maintain rule and integrate resources. The torrent of humanity is indeed a trickle of popularity, but some people will always be just a drop of water, while others will lead the trend."
"You must be the latter?" Chen Pu said at this time.
When he spoke, he lit the sacrificial fire again. The blazing white flame once again climbed up Meng Tianhai's Taoist body.
Meng Tianhai stopped fighting and put out the sacrificial fire with a palm of his hand: "I am the river bank, changing the direction of the torrent!"
With the strength he showed, putting out the ritual fire was nothing.
But his current action is too easy...
This was the ceremonial fire that almost burned his body before! Now it was as easy as wiping out a spark.
After experiencing the baptism of the Eight Dharma Realms, he seemed... stronger.
For so many years, he has been in front of others with different identities and different fighting systems, but he has never shown his full strength.
Wherever his limits are, he himself has not touched them.
In the confrontation with the strong, he is also gradually recovering the power he has hidden for 50,000 years. Wu Bing has killed him in time, but it makes him think back and understand the past clearly!
"You are a river turtle!"
Si Yu'an's words were simple and his sword was sharp. He had already cut through the calamity fist, raised his sword again and came close, and suddenly struck the heavenly spirit with one strike.
This sword opens the sky!
The sharpness of the sword energy cuts through the senses.
It lifts both the dome and the top of the skull.
This sword is not just like this, Song Bodhi hides the sword in it.
The light of the sword hidden in the light of the sword is just like a little bit of snow in the plum blossom.
Meng Tianhai didn't seem to notice, and just said in a low voice: "I feel like I am playing the harp to a cow. You don't understand it, and you are not willing to understand it."
"What a pity. I was willing to let you follow the big world I opened up..."
He had an attitude similar to that of a lonely old man who was not recognized, and sighed: "I really don't want to leave here. Do you know? It's been a long time since anyone has given me pain."
"I almost forgot..."
"This, this feeling makes me feel that I am still alive."
He spoke slowly, but his movements were clean and neat.
He suddenly stood up from the rotting coffin, hit the blade of the sword with one punch, and then hit the Kunwu sword to hit Song Boti's sword!
Swords clashed and screams were heard.
At this moment, Meng Tianhai burst out with unprecedented power, even hitting the cave-heaven treasure to the point of being embarrassed.
With one punch, Song Bodhi kept retreating against Si Yu'an and the sword against the sword——
Suddenly ascend to heaven!
He punched Kunwu one after another like iron. Si Yuan couldn't get out of the way, and Song Boti couldn't move away!
The sparks thrown out by the fist clung tightly to the sword body, bringing with it an endless heat wave and making it look fiery red.
He actually tried to recast Kunwu during the battle!
At this moment, Wu Bing had already arrived, pointed his finger, and said: "Turn back!"
Meng Tianhai turned around sharply!
When he turned around, he saw the huge shadows of gods and Buddhas filling the sky, overlooking Wu Bingji at the same time.
With a much more determined attitude than when he was chasing Si Yu'an, he turned back and punched back at the same time.
Heaven and earth are reversed, Yin and Yang are in chaos.
His fist penetrated through the years, hitting Wu Bingji's fingers irresistibly, crushing the fingers, breaking the rules, and moving forward, blasting the entire right arm of the ruler of the underground palace into pieces.
Nothing!
The Eight Dharma Realms and the Coffin of Criminal Laws indeed caused trouble for Meng Tianhai, and also allowed the stronger Meng Tianhai to see more clearly the context of contemporary Legalism.
"If the law enforcers are powerless, then the law is an empty letter!"
Meng Tianhai punched out eternal calamities and used calamities to grind down the law: "You call me an ant when you turn around? How can you act so stupid? Your brain has been rigidized by the law, it is all dogma!"
He strode to catch up, and for a moment he was swaying like a mountain. His fists smashed time and space into a mess, leaving Defa's rules nowhere to rely on and leaving Wu Bing with no way out.
"I originally wanted to see how much stronger you are, but now, I have no interest at all! You don't have to show it!"
His whole body was filled with confusion. At this moment, he got rid of everyone's attention and focused on the figure with a high crown and a broad belt.
Among the great masters, he decided to kill Wu Bingji first!
When Juedian's life span was over ten thousand years, he took ten thousand years of life and death as a calamity to suppress time and space so that Wu Bing could not escape, and his fist covered the sky!
This is a critical moment.
Wu's illness was as bad as death, and Chizhou Ding was instantly relieved.
Meng Tianhai, who keeps regaining his strength, has become so tyrannical that if he holds the Chizhou Cauldron again, his combat power will be almost unimaginable.
But at this moment, the tide roared and thunder filled the world.
The entire rootless world has undergone a shocking change!
The kind of authority that involves greatness is easier, so that every being who can capture the rules is touched.
But whether it was Wu Bingji who faced the danger directly, or Si Yu'an and Song Boti who came back to fight, they all acted too calmly.
Chen Pu's voice rang out, echoing in the sky above the misfortune, like a bell waking up the world: "It's over!"
These three words seem to represent the end itself.
The bell rings and the game is over.
In the seemingly endless pursuit, Meng Tianhai suddenly turned around and saw——
The vast sea of clouds in the sky has dispersed, and the endless dreams on the river have dispersed.
There was only a huge lotus covered with countless characters, flying out of the blood river and falling into the sea of learning.
Under the cover of Yun Mengzhou and Yun Shan Menghai, under the cover of several great masters fighting to the death, when Meng Tianhai was buried in the coffin of the criminal law... Xuehai had already completed the plunder of the Blood Lotus!
That is Meng Tianhai’s transcendent dream!
It was his great ideal of opening up the world that lasted for 54,000 years!
Once you get rid of it, you no longer have the surname Meng.
He should have been frightened, in pain, and furious.
But there was an extremely strange expression on his face. Under the distorted facial features, there was something that could not be hidden... joy.
Everyone in the True Source Fire Realm can only wait for their fate.
Ji Li was still under the care of Xue Tanhua, and he kept writing. The long scroll was already folded like a mountain. If it were spread out, it could stretch for thousands of miles.
She was completely possessed by a demon, and it was so dark that she didn't know the gods or ghosts. If Chen Pu hadn't stepped in to supplement her consciousness earlier, and had the green pine under the shade, she would have died of mental exhaustion.
But in this kind of calculation that involves "the best position in the world" for more than a moment, her gains are also huge.
Maybe it was God's will, maybe it was a coincidence of fate. At a certain moment, she suddenly calculated a staged result and understood the true meaning of Yin Yang Zhensheng. She suddenly put away the pen in her hand, put down the book in front of her, and rushed out the true source.
Outside the fire world, a loud voice shouted: "No!"
In Dou Zhao's baffled eyes, she even shouted: "Don't take the lotus!"
But it's too late.
"Hehehe..."
Meng Tianhai laughed.
"Ahahahaha!!!"
He laughed loudly.
He laughed so much that he bent down in the sky and covered his face with his hands.
His voice came out between his fingers: "I want to thank you... for helping me solve the Tianyan situation."
"Unlock... Tianyan Bureau?" Dou Zhao's voice was filled with doubts in his subconscious mind.
Jiang Wang was silent.
Chongxuanzun remained silent.
"Xiao Zun, aren't you Zhanliang?" Dou Zhao asked confidently.
Zhongxuan Zunqi smiled: "In the Five Virtues World Tianyan Bureau, isn't that all your experience? Is it your turn to ask me now?"
"Aren't you Zhanliang?" Jiang Wang said quietly.
Chongxuan Zun was very aristocratic, Yun Danfeng smiled softly, and waved his sleeves to disconnect from the sea of subconsciousness.
Chen Pu, who was in control of Xuehai and plundered the blood lotus, looked at his apprentice with doubts and encouragement in his eyes.
Ji Li murmured: "I saw Meng Tianhai in the Tianyan Bureau... The Holy World of Blood Lotus is the shackles given to him by the saints, and it is not a big world that he can control. He may be a pioneer, but he is...
The identity of the prisoner—he is the one imprisoned by the saints!”
"Kid, you are very good. With your cultivation level, I am really surprised that you can calculate this far." Meng Tianhai put down the hand covering his face and looked at Ji Li approvingly: "If you had discovered it earlier, I would have done it.
It can’t be done.”
Chen Pu rolled up his sleeves, rolled Ji Li into the center of Xuehai, and protected him with this Confucian treasure. Jiang Wang and three other people also appeared here at the same time.
The huge blood lotus covered with dense text was not far away.
Looking up like a mountain.
There are scattered earthworms in front of the mountain.
Jiang Wang could clearly see that the words in Xuehai were constantly replacing the subtle parts of the blood lotus. Now it was like a lotus of literature, reading a poem horizontally and an article vertically.
There was faint light of blood coming out of the lotus pods, but it was also filled with words.
Light and shadow converge on the lotus pods, and all the lotus seed worlds are shriveled up. The truly great world is being achieved, but it has nothing to do with Meng Tianhai anymore.
Endless cultural energy surrounds the other world, evolving into various beautiful sceneries. Some are green bamboos, some are pines, some are bright moons, or some are big rivers.
The entire sea of learning has stopped at this moment, and the power inherited from several great eras is constantly "purifying" the world before it was formed.
Meng Tianhai just watched all this calmly.
"Isn't it true?" He also smiled at Chen Pu: "How could I kill her? She is so young, so pitiful, and so smart."
At this time, he no longer looked so crazy and evil.
Once the long-term planning was successful, he felt a little more relieved, a little more calm and calm. He had the heroic spirit of "smiling away grudges".
"Si Yu'an is right! With fifty-four thousand years, even a pig can reach the pinnacle of cultivation. Not to mention me, Meng Tianhai!" He looked at Si Yu'an, with no evil intention in his eyes: "I really don't.
It’s time to go fifty-four thousand years.”
He seemed to be explaining to Si Yu'an seriously: "I have been burdened by the saints during these fifty-four thousand years of hardship!"
The Blood Lotus Holy Realm has been captured, but Si Yu'an did not attack directly. Instead, he flicked his sword and said with a squint: "When you were active, the era of all the saints had come to an end. How tired are they who have already died?"
of you?"
"Where do we start talking about this?" Meng Tianhai was very interested in talking at this time: "I won't talk about what happened before the disaster came. Mr. Chen Pu has already found out what can be said in the long river of time.
Tell me what happened after I came to bring disaster!"
He looked at the bloody lotus that had been restrained by Xuehai, and spread his hands: "There is no need to deny that I am not a great character, and I do not have a great character. Words such as sacrifice and contribution have nothing to do with me.
When I came to Huushui to establish a sect, my purpose was very pure - I simply took a fancy to the legacy of the saints."
When he mentioned 'All Saints', his expression changed a little.
"These old guys... when it comes to scheming, they are still good at scheming." Meng Tianhai shook his head, with a bitter smile and hatred: "You value their legacy, they value your life!"
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