Infinite script kill

Chapter 1084 Fate
Yes!

Xu Tong didn't come back to his senses at first, he only felt that the people who shot were cruel and ruthless, and they were often killed by one blow.

But it ignores the various ways of death on these corpses, which is definitely not done by one ability.

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

The ever-changing methods are not just me.

Just why would he even kill Lilith?

All these questions made Xu Tong's heart flustered, and he could only keep going, desperately wanting to know the answer.

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

The black altar seems to be integrated with this mountain.

It's like a finely carved ivory ball.

Accompanied by the elevation of his gaze, the first time Xu Tong stepped onto the altar, he saw two figures that were too familiar.

"Oh! Do you want to change your fate against the sky?"

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

Then he raised his finger and pointed to the west.

Li Bo took advantage of this gap to pick up Xu Tong and flee for his life, but was directly injured by a god, and fell into the valley without knowing his life.

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, wiped out Da Ya and others, and pulled Master's soul out , With a light blow, the soul was twisted in an instant, fluttering like a dandelion.

Even the breakdown of Kunlun may be Tai's masterpiece.

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

As soon as he raised his head, he suddenly found that the Taoist had already hidden away from him.

Fate and cause and effect have long been doomed, it is a definite number, and the future will change in thousands of ways, but in the end it will return to the original fate.

"Youngest! Old magic stick!"

"I'm afraid you're going crazy. Those who drink my tea, many of them are going crazy."

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

There was no expression on that painful face anymore, only numbness remained.

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

Xu Tong sat there for a long time, until suddenly he punched himself as if he was in a panic, and then he woke up from the dazed state.

Seeing this scene, Xu Tong felt the veins on his forehead twitch wildly, walked up to the youngest step by step, and looked at the youngest with a complicated expression.

Under the altar, are the corpses of the gods, and the sacrificial stele imprinted with thousands of gods was ruthlessly smashed into the sacrificial pit.

The heads of Yan Xiaoqi, Bu Luan and the two were placed under the altar.

Xu Tong looked at the figure in front of him, but there was no wave on his face. It seemed that he knew the answer a long time ago, and it was just confirmed at this moment.

"what!!"

Or your own future?
True or false, maybe I am dreaming at this moment?

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

This prop appeared in Xu Tong's palm and turned into a gem: "Perhaps, it is precisely because it is a life-changing thing that guides me to this place, isn't it!"

After being dazed for a few seconds, the Taoist broke free from Xu Tong's hand: "Among so many people, you wake up the earliest."

As written in the Book of Changes: "The main road changes, and everyone corrects their lives."

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

Sitting there for a long time, Zhouzhuang dreamed of a butterfly, a butterfly dreamed of Zhouzhuang, what was it that I saw, a dream?

Such a powerful and ancient god, a character that even the old god sticks are afraid of, who can kill him? ?
With doubts in his heart, Xu Tong stepped on the steps and walked towards the altar step by step.

It was just that a fairy appeared, holding the Zhanshen sword in his hand, and cut Gao Zhuo's throat with one sword.

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

On the throne was a figure covered in blood, like an ancient ruler, sitting on the throne, his eyes ignoring the front, piercing through the universe, not knowing what he was looking at.

On top of them, there are more sacrifices, and ordinary gods are inconspicuous among them.

These pictures kept appearing in his mind, which made Xu Tong unacceptable and screamed in pain.

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

"Too! Dead!"

Hearing the words, the Taoist suddenly regained his spirits, threw away the book in his hand, strode up to Xu Tong, and stared at Xu Tong.

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

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

"What are you doing hiding so far away?"

Seeing that the self in front of him didn't believe all of this, the figure on the throne gradually disappeared into the shadows again.

"Go to your uncle's ending!"

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

It's just that he still had too many puzzles and doubts in his heart, and it wasn't until his palm penetrated the youngest's body that he realized that everything in front of him hadn't happened yet.

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

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

"Da da da……"

Xu Tong sighed, and did not force the Taoist to approach, but asked: "There is a door on the top of Kunlun, what is behind this door?"

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

All of a sudden, Xu Tong's brain buzzed, and he heard his own voice: "I lost!"

The Sun Battleship was shot through by Bu Luan.

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

The future can be changed, but destiny cannot.

"This is not the future, it's destiny! If you want to change your destiny, go to Kunlun. Before [Tai] destroys Kunlun, climb to the top of Kunlun and open a door. Inside is the last pure land!"

A soreness welled up under the bridge of 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 Master Song Lao once said, death Just as the light goes out, it’s gone, it’s empty, and so is hatred.

At this time Xu Tong saw a few familiar faces.

Xu Tong thought about it more than once, if one day he had to face the terrible enemy of the youngest, would he really be able to kill him.

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

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

"What exactly is this? A picture of the future? But the picture of the future is not certain. What's the point of showing me these?"

Xu Tong wanted to say something else, he shouted desperately, but with a strong sense of weightlessness, Xu Tong instinctively grabbed forward with both hands.

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 of this was not true.

Xu Tong opened the hand on the shoulder: "The future is unbelievable, this is your ending, not mine!"

In order to save herself, Amei was swallowed by the fat girl, and finally blew herself up, blasting the fat girl's abdomen, and then blowing the unconscious Xu Tong out of the fat girl's body.

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

Fate is a predestined cause and effect, a result that cannot be changed anyway.

Xu Tong felt short of breath, "Too" is so terrifying that it only takes one thought to destroy the world.

The old god stick tearing the long river of time appeared beside him, and wanted to kill him when he was seriously injured, but Chang Wuzhi quietly appeared behind the old god stick, and the black water dragon tooth burst into bright light, and plunged into it fiercely. The heart of the old magic stick.

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

The Taoist thought for a while, then shook his head: "That is the place where the gods were first born. They were sealed and became an eternal pure land. Do you want to go there?"

"Behind the door..."

Suddenly, Xu Tong's pupils tightened, and at the top of these sacrifices was the head of 【太】.

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

Both of them... died too!

Sitting here for an unknown amount of time, the face that could no longer express any expression showed pain and tears.

The ever-burning lamps hanging around would occasionally make crackling noises. It was lamp oil made of divine blood, which lasted forever, but the shaking lamp shadows and the occasional sounds seemed to remind him that this was the final ending.

But if that's the case, what's the point of coming here by yourself?
In other words, what is the meaning of the [source] in his hand, I saw Xu Tong take out the [source].

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

Having said that, the Taoist walked up to Xu Tong. In fact, you already have the ability to change your fate, but you don't know it yet.

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

After the Taoist said, the figure gradually disappeared from Xu Tong's eyes, as if he had never appeared in this world.

At the same time, Xu Tong heard a prompt from the item book: "Ding! You have completed the task, and you can choose one of the following items as a reward."

(End of this chapter)