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Chapter 734 Final Chapter - I'm Not a Hero! (Don't worry, there are also free postscripts and new book previews)

The holy city of heaven.

As two of the only three immortals in the world, one is the first Pope who ruled the world for 2000 years from the Angel Cult, and the other is the peerless Sword Immortal who has inherited the Chinese orthodoxy. The battle between Meng Lang and Moses is undoubtedly the most exciting battle on this planet peak duel.

Although the blue buff had already been offline at that time, during the process of infinitely transporting inner qi, meng lang's meridians and dantian had expanded from a small lake to a vast ocean.

After the shortcomings of his skills were eliminated, Meng Lang's terrifying fighting power to ascend to the fairyland with swordsmanship was fully revealed.

The long sword sweeps across, and the sword is soaring like a dragon, like a hundred rivers pouring into the sea, or like a great river rushing.

Moses raised his right arm in a calm manner, and the souls of millions of believers gathered on it. Their devout prayers were like bells and drums in the morning and evening, and the infinite light gathered, just like the rising sun.

"God said, let there be light."

The cane moved forward lightly, and the hypocritical rising sun that gathered thousands of ignorant souls went straight to meet the domineering sword light.

boom!
Rumble!
The sword shadow collided with the golden sun, and the sound of the explosion resounded throughout the heavens. In the midair, Xuanyuan's sword energy turned into a five-clawed golden dragon, galloping back and forth among the millions of holy crusaders transformed into the holy light sun, shouting to kill The sound boiled against the sky.

In a few moments, the corpses of millions of troops lay all over the ground, and the exhausted Golden Dragon also dissipated.

After this attack with all its strength, Meng Lang couldn't help but stare at his opponent slightly.

Well, you old man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, although we didn't agree to fight fairly, but it's too much for you to use such a sinister trick when you come up, right?
Once the attack formed by the condensed millions of living souls is destroyed by one's sword moves, although it is not necessarily possible to be haunted by the resentment of millions of dead souls, the amount of murder it causes will pollute one's clean and impeccable immortal soul to some extent. .

Meng Lang understood that it might not be a big deal to pollute this level once or twice, but if Moses kept fighting him with such tricks and dusted the fairy soul more times, then he would very likely fall to the current level, and... ...There is no possibility of returning to Wonderland.

"Old man, it's time for this kind of bayonet fight, and what you're thinking of is still this kind of conspiracy that can't be put on the table? Drink——————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————"

Swing the sword and chop again!

Without any hesitation!

Meng Lang's Xuanyuan sword was not learned from any leading general, let alone a hero, but the first "Human King" sword that Xuanyuan Huangdi forged for the human race at the beginning of the world.

The "kings" in the era of the Three Emperors and Five Emperors were not the rulers of later generations who sacrificed themselves to the world.

For them, a country cannot stand without people, and a society cannot prosper without a king. "Kings of men" are not some loners who are aloof, let alone heroes who were born in accordance with the destiny. Look forward to contributing to the sacrifice of the country!
On weekdays, the human king can enjoy the blood of the people in the respect of all people, and when necessary, the human king must sacrifice himself in exchange for the prosperity of the country!
A sword.

Ten swords.

Hundred swords.

Thousands of swords.

At this moment, meng lang seemed to have forgotten who he was.

He only knew that even if his soul was stained with blood, even if it was beyond redemption, he still had to wipe out the enemy in front of him!
"Damn it! Are you crazy!?" Moses was almost cornered by such a desperate offensive. Even though his hard power was stronger than Meng Lang's, he never thought about risking his life at all. Fight with each other.

Moses, who was covered in bruises, didn't understand at all that the person who was fighting him with a sword to the death was not Meng Lang himself at all, but a country, a nation, and a civilization that had suffered humiliation once again climbed to the top of the world!
I don't know how long it will take, the foolish souls of believers accumulated by Moses over the past 2000 years are about to bottom out, and Meng Lang's fairy souls have already been polluted to bloody blood by the resentment of hundreds of millions of souls before they died.

Although the pros and cons of the two sides were almost clear at a glance, Moses suddenly felt his heart skip a beat.

Although reason told Moses that as long as he held on for a while, the other party would fall to the realm due to the pollution of the curse of the dead soul, but facing Meng Lang's eyes that became brighter and sharper even though the blood of the immortal soul was bathed in blood, he suddenly felt afraid.

The substantive firmness in Meng Lang's eyes made Moses understand that the other party really wanted to fight for his life, and was willing to drag him to death together.

Relying on the angelic Holy See to dominate the world for more than two thousand years, Moses, who is used to domineering, has always boasted that he overlooks all living beings. How can the supreme and noble "God" be buried with a lunatic?

No, you must escape!
Thinking of this, Moses couldn't help but look around, seeing the desolate scene that the entire Holy City of Paradise had been completely turned into ruins by the aftermath of the battle between Meng Lang and himself, a look of hatred flashed in his eyes.

"Forget it, just destroy it, it just helped me remove the psychological obstacles to my grand plan of combining heaven and hell."

With that said, Moses took a deep look at Meng Lang, and with a wave of his hand, gathered the remaining half of the foolish souls into the cane, turning them into a dazzling and burning spear of holy light and throwing it suddenly.

when!
The spear shattered into shards of light, and the countless undead contained in it screamed and rushed towards Meng Lang, making him unable to chase Moses who turned and fled for a while.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Moses waved his hand above the holy city of heaven, and a suspended pond that seemed to have dried up slowly emerged, and he jumped into the passage at the bottom of the pond.

Seeing this, Meng Lang hurriedly followed, and also flew into the passage...

Opening his eyes again, what Meng Lang saw was a monotonous white space, while Moses stood in front of the only huge mirror with other colors in the space, as if he was observing something.

Meng Lang didn't think much about it, and charged straight up with his sword, intending to continue to fight desperately with the opponent, but the voice that Moses shouted in the next second made him a little stunned——

"Stop! Don't you want these old guys to live?!"

The long sword paused in the air, Meng Lang looked in the direction Moses pointed, and was surprised to see a group of seniors behind the mirror wall.

Except for the old Tianshi, everyone else was either crying or screaming strangely, or they were breathing like crazy and shaking their bodies. Only a few elders with super concentration like Master Jiekong could barely keep calm .

"Did you see? Your companions are all in my hands. Their five senses have been completely deprived. Not only can they no longer feel the existence of this world, but they are almost unable to feel their own existence.

Just a moment and they'll forget how to breathe, and they'll all be corpses! "

"Well, but so what? Do you think they're afraid of death?"

"They don't have to be afraid of death, but they don't need to die so unnecessary~" There was a trace of bewitching in Moses' voice, he seduced carefully, taking advantage of Meng Lang's rare opportunity to shake his mind, he calmly and slowly moved the palm behind his back into the mirror.

"What does this mean?"

"It's very simple. There is no need to work hard between you and me. The world is so big that we can divide it equally~"

"What if I don't want to share with you?"

"I can step back and only take 40.00% nine."

"Oh, Mr. God is really generous?"

"Generosity is not counted, it's just living for a long time and seeing through many things."

Speaking of this, Moses' face suddenly showed a trace of true emotion: "Little friend, don't you know? This world treats us who have become gods, it is actually extremely unfair.

Since ancient times, every 60 years, the living true gods in the world will suffer a catastrophe that is almost certain to die. Turned into fly ash... For thousands of years, without exception. "

"...I see. Is this the reason why no other immortals are alive today? Then how did you survive?"

"The ancient gods were not unwise. For countless ages, they tried countless ways to survive disasters, but until I appeared, they all failed without exception."

Meng Lang was silent and looked at Moses with disdain. He would not believe that so many generations hadn't found a solution to the problem, and it would be solved by this useless waste in front of him.

Sure enough, seeing Meng Lang's reaction, Moses shrugged helplessly: "Well, I have to admit that my success is because I got Mr. Yahweh's letter and borrowed the soul-living alchemy recorded in it that only exists in conjectures to create This heaven and hell where you can avoid disaster."

Meng Lang was a little silent when he heard the words. He paused, and asked in a hoarse voice, "So, just to survive yourself, you deceived the world and founded the Angel Cult, and fooled the believers to use their lives to help you build such a dog cage?"

Hearing the anger in Meng Lang's words, Moses, who didn't really want to make peace with the other party, snorted coldly and said with a sneer:
"You can say I'm ruthless, but it's better to be ruthless than to lose your life.

Just think about the trash new gods that have been born in your place for 2000 years.

How invincible were they?There are also idiots like you who have the guts to run up to me single-handedly.

But now?where are theyIsn't it just a bunch of dilapidated corpses competing for food from rats and ants!

Your gods have always been in a state of disunity, fighting on their own, although they are expensive gods, they let a group of maggots use their reputation to deceive and deceive them, and they don't know how to call the souls of believers to support themselves!A trash like this, even if you give you another 2000 years, you still have no hope of overthrowing my Angel Cult! "

Moses became more and more excited as he spoke. He had already finished casting the spell, and he, who was about to merge with the core of heaven, had no scruples anymore. He laughed wildly as a victor, and looked at Meng Lang with complacency in his eyes.

"Go to hell! Self-righteous maggots.

The heaven and hell merged with me are indestructible, it will slowly devour and digest you, and let your dirty souls be redeemed by the Lord in despair!

Come on, hurry up, I can't wait to see you kneeling in front of me in place of Michael..."

"Oh? Really?"

The imaginary flustered expression did not appear on Meng Lang's face, which made Moses, who had completely merged with the core of the kingdom of heaven, feel a little doubt in his heart.

It's all here, is there a way for this kid to turn things around?
"Please, don't think other people are as stupid as you, okay? You didn't think you were the only one who was stalling just now, did you?"

A slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and Meng Lang moved two steps away, revealing the golden long sword that had been inserted into the space barrier behind him and had not been hidden in the hilt.

"This is!?"

"You are right. Heaven and Hell are indeed a very powerful treasure. I have just tried it out. You must use an attack of more than 5000 combat power to destroy the heaven barrier here. If you want to take the hell on the other side If the enchantment is broken together, it is impossible to do it without a combat power of more than 10000."

"Hmph, it's good that you know."

"Well, I know, but so what? Since one side can't destroy your magic weapon, why don't I work together on both sides?"

"Two...sides?" Moshe's voice paused slightly. He suspected that Meng Lang had been overwhelmed by despair and was starting to lose sight of reality.

"I know what you are thinking. The strength of the old heavenly master is indeed a little bit short of the critical point of destroying the barrier of hell, but don't forget that the old heavenly master is not the only one on the side of the barrier of hell~"

what! ?

"It's just a senseless disappearance. My seniors won't be unable to stand up because of such a trivial matter. Believe it or not...Look!"

As he said that, Meng Lang tore open the front of his shirt, revealing the heart that was boiling and throbbing inside, so red that it seemed to be about to jump out of his chest.

The darkness before their eyes makes my body turn into light, and the silence around their ears makes my heart beat like a drum!

The link channel opened through the wolf head chip before was not cut off because the time limit for unlimited mana expired. Meng Lang squeezed his body functions to the limit, and played the melody of music with the inner qi and vitality that were constantly transmitted in the past!

In the hell space, the old people whose five senses have disappeared suddenly feel that they have seen the long-lost light, and a familiar song from the bottom of their hearts guides them to stand up again——

"The door of my house is always open, open to accommodate the world~

After hugging, there will be a tacit understanding, and you will fall in love with this place~
……

The sky, the earth, and the earth are mostly friends, so please feel welcome~

Let's meet again, we welcome you~
……

We welcome you and open up the world for you~
Flowing charm, full of vigor~

……

We welcome you~
Anyone who has a dream is amazing~

With courage there will be... miracles! "

……

After the song was played, although the old people in hell still hadn't recovered their five senses, an inexplicable hope and vitality filled their chests.

Almost at the same moment, there was a strong tacit understanding in everyone's hearts. Under the guidance of the old heavenly master Jin Guanglei Fa, they shot together in unison and hit the barrier of the hell space hard!
Immediately.

The core of heaven and hell was finally overwhelmed. Under the joint attack of the young and old generations, traces like cracked mirrors gradually spread, and shattered in the next second when they covered the surrounding space...

Standing in the world for 2000 years, the unattainable kingdom of heaven has completely collapsed!
"Whoo~"

Meng Lang withdrew his long sword and walked away slowly through the disintegrating space passage.

Everything is over, and everything begins again.

Tomorrow, will the red sun in the east shine on the earth as imagined?

Behold on the grave of God...

Yes, he thought.

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