Infinite Script Killing

Yes!

Xu Tong didn't come to his senses at first, he just felt that the person who took action was cruel and ruthless, often killing him with one blow.

But they ignored the various ways of death on these corpses, which cannot be achieved by one ability.

Among them are the inheritance of the Nine Immortals, their own swordsmanship, Buddhist techniques, and the art of talismans.

The ever-changing means are none other than yourself.

But why would he kill even Lilith?

All these questions made Xu Tong feel confused. He could only continue walking down, eager to know the answer.

After passing through the hall where the corpses were piled, a huge altar came into view.

The black altar seems to be integrated with the mountain.

Like a finely carved ivory ball.

Under the altar were the corpses of the gods, and the sacrificial monuments imprinted with thousands of gods were ruthlessly smashed and sank into the sacrificial pit.

At this time Xu Tong saw several familiar faces.

The heads of Yan Xiaoqi and Buluan were placed under the altar table.

As the top experts among players and the ceiling among players, the two of them can only be ranked at the bottom among many tributes.

Above them, there are more sacrifices, among which ordinary gods are inconspicuous.

Suddenly, Xu Tong's pupils tightened, and on top of these sacrifices was the head of [Tai].

"Too! Dead!"

Xu Tong felt short of breath, [too] was so terrifying that it only took one thought to destroy the world.

Last time in Kunlun, if Nishen hadn't been protecting him, he wouldn't even be qualified to watch the battle.

Even Kunlun was penetrated, perhaps it was Tai's masterpiece.

Who can kill such a powerful and ancient god, a character that even the old god is afraid of? ?

With doubts in his heart, Xu Tong stepped on the steps and walked towards the altar step by step.

As his eyesight increased, when Xu Tong walked onto the altar, he immediately saw two extremely familiar figures.

"The youngest! The old bastard!"

The two stood face to face on the altar, but their faces were expressionless, their eyes were empty, and in their chests, there was a hole as big as a fist.

Both of them...are dead too!

Seeing this scene, Xu Tong felt the veins on his forehead beating wildly. He walked step by step in front of the youngest and looked at him with a complicated expression.

This old man who brought him up single-handedly, even though he knew that he might be the culprit who killed his parents, he still had deep feelings for him in his heart.

Xu Tong thought more than once, if one day he had to face the terrible enemy of the youngest, whether he could really kill him.

But before he was ready for that day, the youngest had already died in front of him, even though he knew in his heart that all this was not true.

There was a surge of sadness under Xu Tong's nose, and he stretched out his hand to close the youngest's eyes. At this moment, Xu Tong didn't hate the youngest. Just as his master Song Lao once said, death is inevitable. Just like the light goes out, it's gone, empty, so does hate.

But he still had too many confusions and doubts in his heart. It wasn't until his palm penetrated the youngest's body that he realized that everything in front of him had not happened yet.

"What exactly is this? A picture of the future? But the picture of the future is not certain, so what's the point of showing it to me?"

Xu Tong calmed down and stopped worrying about this issue. Even if these were just illusions, he might be able to find key information from them.

Thinking of this, Xu Tong raised his head. There was a step leading to the top of the altar in front of him. Xu Tong continued to walk forward.

He wanted to see clearly who was the initiator of everything, who destroyed the world, who destroyed reality and realm, and turned everything in the world into nothingness.

"Da da da……"

The bluestone board rattled as Xu Tong's figure walked up step by step. When he reached the top of the altar, a huge blue-black throne appeared in front of him.

On the throne, a figure shrouded in blood, like an eternal ruler, sat on the throne, his eyes looking at the front, piercing through the universe, not knowing what he was looking at in the distance.

Xu Tong looked at the figure in front of him, but there was no wave on his face. He seemed to have already known the answer, and it was just confirmed at this moment.

Just when Xu Tong looked at himself on the throne with a dull expression, suddenly the pair of eyes on the throne that were indifferent to all things suddenly turned and collided with Xu Tong's eyes.

Suddenly, Xu Tong's head buzzed and he heard his own voice: "I lost!"

The moment the voice sounded, thousands of pictures appeared in Xu Tong's mind.

The Sun Battleship was shot through by Buluan.

Gao Zhuo clapped his hands to the ground, and bronze coffins rose up one after another. Countless ancestors of the Gao family appeared and fought with the gods and heavenly soldiers in front of them.

Just an immortal appeared, holding a God-cutting sword, and cut Gao Zhuo's throat with one sword.

In order to save herself, Amei was swallowed into Fat Niu's belly, and finally launched a self-destruction, exploding Fat Niu's abdomen, and then blew the unconscious Xu Tong out of Fat Niu's body.

The old magic stick tore through the long river of time and appeared beside him. When he was severely injured, he wanted to kill him. Chang Wuzhen quietly appeared behind the old magic stick. The black water dragon fangs flashed with bright light and plunged in hard. The backstory of the old magician.

But under the influence of the power of time, not only did the old magic stick not die, but even the wounds on his body had healed. With a flick of his hand, Chang Wenzhen turned into bones and ashes in an instant under the terrifying flow of time.

Li Bo took advantage of this gap to pick up Xu Tong and run for his life, but his soul was directly severely injured by a god, and he fell into the valley where he did not know whether he would live or die.

Master used all the beacons to send Xu Tong away, but at the moment of teleportation, a hand cut off the passage.

A familiar face appeared in front of Xu Tong. The youngest, he walked out of the room and out of the mental hospital. Until he appeared at this moment, in front of Xu Tong, he wiped out Da Ya and others, and took out Master's soul. , with a gentle blow, the soul was twisted in an instant, dancing like a dandelion.

These images kept reappearing in his mind, which made Xu Tong unable to accept it and screamed in pain.

Until the hand on the throne slowly raised and placed on his shoulder.

"I avenged you, but they will never come back..."

Sora has been sitting here for who knows how long, with pain and tears showing on his face that can no longer express any expression.

The ever-burning lamps hanging around him would occasionally make a crackling sound. They were lamp oil made of divine blood and would remain bright forever, but the swaying shadows of the lamps and the sounds they made from time to time also seemed to remind him that this was the final outcome.

"Fuck you uncle!"

Xu Tong opened the hand on his shoulder: "The future cannot be trusted. This is your ending, not mine!"

Seeing himself in front of him, he didn't believe it all, and the figure on the throne gradually disappeared into the shadows again.

There was no longer any expression on that painful face, and all that was left was numbness.

Then he raised his finger and pointed in the west direction.

"This is not the future, it is fate! If you want to change your fate, go to Kunlun. Before Taipei destroys Kunlun, climb to the top of Kunlun and open a door. Inside is the final pure land!"

As he spoke, he gently moved his fingers, and then everything around him turned into bubbles and illusion.

Xu Tong wanted to say something more, he shouted desperately, but as a strong sense of weightlessness came over him, Xu Tong instinctively grabbed forward with both hands.

"Huh!!"

Xu Tong was stunned and saw that he was holding the Taoist's palm and facing the Taoist face to face.

After being stunned for a few seconds, the Taoist freed his hand from Xu Tong's hand and said, "Among so many people, you woke up the earliest."

Xu Tong's head was still a little blurry at the moment, and he sat down on the chair and fell into silence.

The future can be changed, but fate cannot.

As the Book of Changes writes: "Changes in the main roads lead to correct lives."

Destiny and cause and effect have been determined for a long time. It is a fixed number. The future will change in many ways, but in the end, it will return to the original destiny.

I sat there for a long time, dreaming of butterflies in Zhouzhuang, and butterflies dreaming of Zhouzhuang. What on earth was what I saw, a dream?

Or your own future?

True or false, maybe I am dreaming at this moment?

There is no script world, it is just a fantasy of a mental patient.

Xu Tong sat in silence for a long time, until he suddenly punched himself as if he was going crazy, and he woke up from his dazed state.

When he looked up, he suddenly found that the Taoist had hidden far away from him.

"Why are you hiding so far away??"

"I'm afraid you'll go crazy. Many of those who drank my tea went crazy."

Xu Tong sighed and did not force the Taoist to come closer. He just asked: "There is a door on the top of Kunlun. What is behind this door?"

"Behind the door..."

The Taoist thought for a moment, then shook his head: "That's where the gods were first born. It was sealed and became an eternal pure land. Do you want to go there?"

Xu Tong was silent for a moment, and finally stood up: "If everything I see is my destiny, then I don't want this shit-like destiny. As for the door on the top of Kunlun Mountain, I am not interested either."

"Oh! Do you want to change your destiny against heaven?"

When the Taoist heard this, he immediately became energetic. He threw away the book in his hand and came to Xu Tong with a quick step, staring directly at Xu Tong.

Fate is a determined cause and effect that cannot be changed no matter what.

But if that's really the case, what's the point of coming here?

In other words, what is the meaning of the [Source] in his hand? Xu Tong took out the [Source].

This prop appeared in Xu Tong's palm and turned into a gem: "Perhaps, it is precisely because it is a thing that can change one's destiny that it leads me to this place, right?"

The Taoist's eyes lit up, and he immediately smiled and said: "You can teach me, but it's a pity that the guys in front of you didn't think of this truth. In other words, they thought of it, but they didn't change their fate."

At this point, the Taoist walked up to Xu Tong. In fact, you already have the ability to change your destiny, but you don't know it yet.

After that, the Taoist patted Xu Tong on the shoulder: "When you change your destiny, we will meet again..."

After the Taoist said that, his figure gradually disappeared from front of Xu Tong, as if he had never appeared in this world.

At the same time, the prompt from the prop book came to Xu Tong's ears: "Ding! You have completed the task. You can choose one of the following items as a reward."