In fact, many of the world masters who were watching the battle could empathize with Zunhuangtian's mood at this moment.
The process of comprehending the Great Dao requires hard work, and more importantly, this process is actually not beautiful.
Just like Lin Er's Avenue of Death, in order to go further, he has been experiencing illusions filled with all kinds of despair in the Abyss of Demons for half a year.
His wife and children ran away with someone, his brother stabbed him in the back, his cowardly son-in-law suddenly bit him, and the marriage he had planned since childhood was terminated by the other party.
Not everyone has the fate of the protagonist, and can be slapped in the face later. Most of all living beings only experience the frustration and bitterness of the protagonist before he rises.
And because of this despair, Lin Er had to put down all resistance and truly experience this unspeakable pain.
After half a year of torture, his already accomplished way of death was finally completed. As for others, let alone others, only he knew how difficult the road to enlightenment was.
But now, after witnessing Lin Mo easily displaying their great ways, it is inevitable for these old guys who pride themselves on being indifferent to the changes in world affairs to feel unbalanced.
However, the masters of the heaven and earth realm who are still alive today are basically on Lin Mo's side, or they can no longer afford the idea of being hostile to Lin Mo.
No matter how uncomfortable they feel, they can only suppress it. After all, the people who may have caused trouble due to this incident have completely died on this battlefield.
As for Zunhuang Tian himself, no matter how selfless he is, his great love is only for the entire demon world and the millions of demons struggling to survive, not for Lin Mo.
In the past few months, the torture he had endured was unparalleled by others. The transformation of his bloodline and countless experiments had already made him physically and mentally exhausted.
Now that he saw Lin Mo preparing to recreate the Pangu blood that he had gone through so much hardship to accidentally activate, it was a ghost for him to remain calm.
However, when he saw the figure standing in front of Lin Mo, he still took a few deep breaths and suppressed the emotions that were about to go berserk.
"Your name?"
The man said: "My name is Su Xin, and I keep my word."
In this ordinary sentence, it seemed to contain the great horror of the approaching sea of blood and corpses. Zunhuangtian felt a pungent smell of blood coming towards his face!
He knew that he was facing a real god of death!
Unlike Lin Mo's behavior of manipulating primitive demonic energy to harm the entire demon world, the blood and lives that this person has stained with his own hands may be difficult to measure with an accurate number!
Unless necessary, Zunhuangtian is really unwilling to face such an opponent. He is like a beast in human skin, showing no respect for life and treating all living beings with indifference.
"Get out of the way!"
Su Xin shook his head slightly: "I, Su Xin, keep my word. I said I would stop you for three minutes, and that's three minutes."
I saw that the blood in his hands was constantly stained with blood, and a truly flawless killing path was displayed. In the chaos, this red color was so dazzling!
"Although the Avenue of Swords and the Avenue of Nirvana are both my ways, they are still not as simple and clear as the word kill."
The tip of the sword flicked across, and a big word "kill" was sent toward Zunhuangtian with boundless domineering power. Behind it was a surging sea of blood!
Countless corpses were floating in it, and the turbid blood looked a little dirty, but it made the spectators feel even more chilly.
This is exactly the secret of killing!
Facing this move, Zunhuangtian clenched his right fist. There was a sound of roaring waves in the ordinary straight fist. The deep blue sea was formed by the strength of the fist, seemingly to clean away the dirt in the sea of blood.
!
The collision between red and blue made the sword formations set up around it a little unstable for a while. It seemed that they were evenly matched, but everyone found that the blue was gradually being dyed red!
A cold smile appeared on Su Xin's lips:
"I said, the word "kill" is enough."
Zunhuangtian forced himself to calm down, and after taking a look at the Gonggong gods gathering behind Shanshan Lin Mo, he felt that this was a strong irony.
The twelve great ways of the twelve ancestral witches were originally forcibly evolved by him with the help of the power of his bloodline. He did not have enough understanding of these ways and lacked the strength to control them.
But there is a kind of Tao that belongs to him. When it comes to fighting spirit, he considers himself to be no weaker than others!
After a powerful fighting spirit surged into the sky, the sword array finally couldn't bear the load and completely shattered.
The power of chaos from all directions continued to pour in, but it could no longer have much impact on the two fighting people, as well as Shan Shen Lin Mo who had always closed his eyes.
Just the aftermath of the battle between the two caused the chaos to disappear, not to mention that behind Shan Shen Lin Mo, a third Zhu Jiuyin divine form, representing time, began to condense.
The appearance of the three gods and demons is enough to offset the erosion of this weak power of chaos.
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The second battlefield.
After realizing that there was a more powerful force covering the original outer world, Wusheng Old Mother just glanced at it lightly.
Then his eyes were still on the evil body Lin Mo, who was stumbling around and looking dazed.
He was walking towards Wu Sheng Old Mother with difficulty, the paleness in his pupils not dispelling at all, and the prayers of thousands of White Lotus believers in his ears also not disappearing.
Compared with the head-to-head confrontation between strength and power in the completely shattered first battlefield, the situation in this second battlefield is a bit confusing.
The white lotus gently held by the old mother Wu Sheng's right hand was still emitting a dazzling divine light. Under this light, the evil body Lin Mo's body trembled slightly, but his walking speed was much faster.
Until he was only three steps away from the old mother Wusheng, and when two pairs of pale pupils faced each other, the evil body Lin Mo whispered in his mouth:
"The world of mortals is like a prison, all living beings are suffering, reincarnation is endless, and sorrows are endless. Have mercy on us, the world, there are gods descending from the sky, there is no living mother, and there is no home."
This sentence was not spoken loudly or fast, but Wusheng's mother nodded with satisfaction, and even looked at Meng Qi's position with hidden pride.
"Now that you have clearly understood the truth, you can kneel down and kowtow, and then you can go to your hometown of Vacuum."
The evil body Lin Mo nodded dully, and his knees began to bend gradually.
Perhaps he still had some sense left in him. He did this posture extremely slowly, just as his forward body was already close to the chest of Our Lady of Wu Nian.
The evil body Lin Mo suddenly raised his head and saw two heart knives flashing with colorful lights. One wiped away the paleness in his eyes, and the other shot into the eyes of the old mother Wu Sheng!
At this time, the expression of the evil body Lin Mo was full of greed and desire, and his hands grasped the arms of the old mother Wusheng at an extremely fast speed!
The person himself turned into a black hole in an instant, swallowing up the old mother Wusheng and the white lotus!
The divine light on the second battlefield has dissipated, but there is a sentence echoing in the world.