Chapter 167: The Sorrow of Memories, Anger to Destroy Rakshasa
Zong Shen stood there, feeling a little confused.
He felt as if he was missing a very important memory.
After standing there for a while, he shook his head.
"What's wrong with me?"
"Oh, right, work, I'm going to work!"
"Once I get paid, I can pay Chuchu's medical expenses."
His nose twitched slightly.
"It stinks, what's that smell?"
This is the Magic City on Earth, the city where Zong Shen works, and Chu Chu, his girlfriend, who suffers from chronic myeloid leukemia.
His current location is a major intersection.
The daily commute to work.
There are a lot of vehicles coming and going.
Standing here is indeed no different from seeking death.
After staying like this for a while, people started to gather around and watch.
Zong Shen left the intersection carefully with a serious expression.
He raised his hand and glanced at the watch on his wrist.
7:15 in the morning.
"I'm almost late for work, what's going on...?"
“Why do I feel a sense of doubt?”
Zong Shen is a rigorous person.
He was walking on the road.
The pedestrians around him passed by him and everything seemed normal.
But the feeling of uneasiness in my heart became stronger and stronger.
The stench in the air became more and more noticeable.
This made him frown.
He is still on his way.
Suddenly, his heart skipped a beat.
It was as if a hammer had hit his heart hard.
The body also shook.
The brain seemed to be deprived of oxygen, and even the breathing froze.
Zong Shen covered his chest in pain.
He fell straight down.
The surrounding scene suddenly spun around and became dark.
"Am I...going to die suddenly?"
“Save me!”
"Call 120 for me!"
He opened his mouth, but nothing came out.
As long as the feeling of death is real.
Indifferent city, indifferent pedestrians, boring work.
He suddenly gave up and felt relieved.
Some kind of negative energy occupied his entire mind.
It makes him negative, irritable, world-weary, and even makes him want to die.
The passers-by all stopped their hurried steps.
Facing Zong Shen, he gave a strange and sarcastic smile.
That smile carried an indescribable coldness and horror.
Everyone looked like a clown, with a big grin on their face.
"Hehehehehe."
They gathered around.
The general fell to the ground, covering his heart with his hands, and was surrounded by people with a look of death.
All kinds of faces poked their heads out and grinned at him.
“Boom!”
His heart beat again.
This time it was more intense than the first time.
The pain also increased tenfold.
Zong Shen closed his eyes, and another image of himself appeared in his mind.
This Zong Shen was wearing a white robe and still looked like his 18-year-old self.
He looks calm and composed, without any trace of the vicissitudes of life on his face. He is a graceful young man, so lively that he seems like an immortal.
"It turns out that I was so fragile in my previous life."
"It's time to wake up from the dream, come with me."
The white-robed self stretched out his hand.
Zong Shen endured the pain in his heart and the gloom of death.
Looking at myself in front of me, I felt a sense of closeness in my heart.
He was about to reach out his hand.
Those pedestrians with exaggerated and terrifying smiles rushed over.
The strange stench in the air suddenly became a hundred times and a thousand times more smelly, making him want to vomit.
The pedestrians pressed him down tightly.
It piled up into a huge mountain that could not be turned over.
But the hands of the man in white robe were always separated by a line, unable to hold each other.
Pain, unspeakable pain.
At this time, Zong Shen in white robe spoke again.
"If you die, what will happen to Chuchu?"
“Buzz!”
As soon as he said this, he thought of the person lying on the hospital bed, wearing a blue and white striped hospital gown.
Even though he is sick, he is still optimistic and loves to laugh.
"neat!"
A surge of power surged from Zong Shen's body.
It was as if some shackles had been opened.
Zong Shen in white robe suddenly laughed.
Transformed into white light and became one with him.
A flood of memories overwhelmed him.
He was getting smaller and smaller.
It is also becoming clearer.
He closed his eyes.
Let those evil-like pedestrians oppress you.
The next moment, his eyes suddenly opened.
Two clear eyes swept through the void.
The scene around me suddenly changed.
The scene returned to the void of hell.
At this time, Abang Rakshasa opened his horse mouth full of sharp teeth, trying to bite his head to pieces.
It was only a few centimeters away from his head.
Fortunately, the Buddha's light from the Arhat's relics enveloped him.
Even for Abang Rakshasa, every step closer was extremely difficult.
Moreover, the Buddha's light will burn out a large amount of foul-smelling black air.
Zong Shen already understood where the foul stench in his mind came from.
In the void, the terrifying aura of the Demon Lord was less than a minute away from here.
With the Demon Lord's terrifying divine sense, he might have crossed countless distances and discovered himself.
Fortunately, I woke up in time.
Zong Shen looked at Abang Luosha who was so close and grinning, and suddenly laughed.
Laughing very loudly.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
"I spent all day hunting geese, only to have my eyes pecked by a goose!"
"The loopholes in one's mental defenses are not so difficult to fill."
"Now, it's time to end it."
Luosha ignored Zong Shen.
Still trying to bite Zong Shen's head off.
Now we are only a step away.
As long as his soul-devouring mouth bites it, even the gold of purgatory will be shattered.
He was locked up by chains of the five senses.
Even a second-level true god would find it difficult to break free.
Zong Shen was a little angry. He clenched his fists and stopped hiding his weakness.
Nor break free from the chains.
Suddenly opened his mouth.
Facing the huge head of Abang Rakshasa, he spit out a ray of world-destroying aurora.
Avenue-level precious light, world-destroying aurora.
This light can even destroy the invisible way of heaven.
It is difficult to find one in a large world.
Even if it is found, it will soon disappear.
It is also known as the Light of Killing.
It is obtained by signing in, and as long as there is enough spiritual energy in the body, it is almost endless.
It is Zong Shen’s second trump card besides the Wulong Heart Technique.
Although the light consumption is also huge.
With just one breath, he could drain all the divine power of a top-level god in the divine realm.
However, Zong Shen used the Wulong Heart Method to create 80 million super-ego phantoms.
It can still be driven at will for a while.
At the beginning, he relied on this precious light to kill his way into the core of the world of the Continent of Ten Thousand Gods.
Now, it is coming from hell and is even more unstoppable.
It can even kill a True God who has transformed three times.
In an instant, Abang Rakshasa's head was destroyed by the world-destroying aurora.
The aurora that was emitted continued to disappear into the void.
It destroyed a small hell world along the way before completely disappearing.
There was also a dissipating force of destructive power that began to destroy the demon's body.
At that moment, the chains of the five senses on his body loosened.
This Rakshasa body was forcibly enhanced by the Giant Eye Incarnation using secret techniques.
It is not long-lasting and cannot withstand the blow.
This severe blow caused Luosha's strength to drop sharply, and he could no longer restrain Zong Shen.
He struggled with his arms and shook off all the chains.
Then, his eyes focused and the light of destruction shot out from his eyes.
Completely annihilate the demon body.
Destroy Rakshasa with one anger!
(End of this chapter)
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