The one-eyed old man's aura is decadent, but his eyes are still firm!
"Why are you doing this?" Cang Qiong sighed.
"A fight with me is like hitting an egg against a stone and destroying yourself!" Cang Qiong's words were long and leisurely, like the way of heaven.
"Why are you so persistent!" the one-eyed old man snorted and vomited blood!
"It has become crazy and unconscious. Even if you rescue him, you will only save a vicious beast that is endlessly violent!" the one-eyed old man said.
"If it is tyrannical, just write down the Tao in writing, erase the memory, and rewrite its memory. It is difficult for you, but for the Tao of literature, changing it is easy, even a piece of cake!" Cang Qiong said.
"Then we can't let you succeed. You are planning to control a king!" the one-eyed old man said harshly.
This idea, or what the sky said is too scary.
He actually wants to erase the memory of the Ape King and reshape it for his own use!
In this way, Wen Dao doesn't need to figure out whether this ape king is real or fake!
As long as we can rescue it and then control it!
The Ape King is like a machine, just erase the previous program and rewrite the new program.
No one can do this, not even the king!
But literature can!
Because literature and art can confuse right and wrong, reverse right and wrong, and even create something out of nothing!
But this idea is too scary, it is interfering with and controlling living beings!
Obviously, Wen Dao is not alone in doing such things!
Even if it means changing history?
Even though the Emperor has saved the world, Luo Chen has also washed away the Emperor's grievances and rectified his name.
But now there are still some people in the fairy world who don't know the truth. They are paranoid and prejudiced and believe that the emperor is a demon, violent in nature, cruel and boundless, and colludes with demons from outside the territory!
And he thinks that the Tunyu Heavenly Kung Fu is very evil!
This is the history of cultural changes. History can be distorted, and black and white can be reversed.
Indeed, if Wen Dao wants to do this, it is understandable!
"Whether it goes out or is controlled, why would you risk your life to stop it?"
The sky sighed, and words appeared behind him, and then formed a king's chair.
The king's chair is brilliant, with some invincible momentum, as if he is the only king in the world!
He looked down upon the one-eyed old man with disdain.
The one-eyed old man is now filled with golden light, Taoism is flying again, and there are thunder and lightning in the sky!
That is the Five Thunder Dharma!
Thunder and lightning struck down, impacting away.
Its power really shakes the world and makes people unable to move.
Although it seems simple, the ancient savage beast transformed from the thunder can be seen that even the average quasi-king will be injured by this blow!
But, just like the sky said
What he encountered was the sky and the way of literature.
Literary ethics cannot be treated with common sense!
Literary people have unpredictable power of ghosts and gods. The power they control seems to be higher than all the powers in the world!
So, he took action again!
Words turned things around, and brilliant light years erupted between heaven and earth again!
The thunder and lightning turned into a sky full of light at this moment, unable to hurt anyone!
The thunder and lightning that could have injured the quasi-king just now turned into light at this moment.
"Words can change everything!" Cang Qiong sat there, speaking with great confidence!
"You have no chance of winning!"
"Even if there is no chance of winning, I still have to give it a try, right?"
He had already fought against Jiuhai from the third era before.
And Jiuhai did not take advantage, but Cangqiong was different. Cangqiong was very restrained by the one-eyed old man.
In other words, the sky restrains all creatures who are good at magic.
After all, no matter how powerful your spell is, he will modify it directly for you with words, weakening its power, or even turning it into something with no offensive power.
How to fight this?
This weird power is really too restrained!
The one-eyed old man has no chance of winning.
But he still insisted!
He actually didn't care if the monkey would be released, he just didn't want to get out of the way!
Because this site is where his master once stayed.
He just wants to wait for his master!
Once the monkey in the sea of blood is released, this place will be destroyed.
He is afraid!
This place is gone. His master has returned and he will never be found again!
Therefore, he must stick to everything here.
Even if he can't hold it!
None of the creatures that came before had any interest in the monkeys in the blood sea.
The cultural and martial arts of the second era are different. Their purpose of coming in is for the monkeys.
Just to take the monkeys out!
So, the one-eyed old man ran away again!
But this time, words appeared all over the sky, forming a vast world!
Surrounded by the one-eyed old man, he ran under the sunset, ran under the dusk!
It was a huge sun, and he saw a person standing on the sun.
That man is his master!
So he chased away.
He has crossed mountains and rivers, thousands of mountains and rivers, vast deserts, and all insurmountable obstacles.
His power is dissipating and collapsing!
His whole body began to decay and decay.
His aura has begun to collapse, and he can no longer operate the Great Zhoutian and Little Zhoutian.
Therefore, his pace became slower and slower, and in the end, he was sweating profusely, his mouth was dry, and he was panting heavily!
His understanding has been affected, which is also the terrible thing about literature.
Because the truth is often hidden, you will think what the culture tells you to think.
Therefore, Wen Dao just made him think that his master was on that sun!
He was confused and bewitched!
He kept chasing and never stopped for a moment.
By the end, his vision had gone dark, he was dizzy, and his lungs were like giant windmills.
Can't bring any breath to him anymore.
Later, his already dry body became even more dry.
He was like a mummy.
Wrinkled skin wraps around the bones, the blood dries up, and without strength, everything will dissipate.
He finally collapsed out of breath.
Fell to the ground!
Does he really not know that the man on the sun is fake?
Maybe he knew, but he still pursued without hesitation.
Because even if it is fake.
He just wanted to take a look.
Even if it was just a glance, he was afraid of forgetting.
The time was too long, it could kill everything, so long that he almost forgot what his master looked like!
He is almost exhausted from wasting away!
Waiting for endless years, he was alone, always waiting for that person to come!
But, it seems that that person will never come back!
He was so tired that he fell to the ground, and then he raised his head. He transformed, or showed his original shape, with brown hair on his body and claws exposed.