When he didn''t go through, Dong Zhuo appreciated the role of urceola.


    Not because of his strength, but because of his character.


    But now times have changed. At the beginning, I didn''t go through it. My appreciation for urceola when I was a otaku has disappeared.


    After going through several worlds, Dong Zhuo is no longer the otaku who yearned for the second dimension.


    For him now, Dong Zhuo will show no mercy to anyone who stands in front of him, no matter who the other party is.


    "Blue dye?" Dong Zhuo said coldly, "he''s dead."


    "What..." urceola''s face suddenly changed.


    Hearing the shocking news, the people of Shiren immediately looked different. Among them, the only one who really wanted to avenge lanran for the first time was zomali Lulu, the 70th blade.


    Even ulchiola''s first reaction after hearing the news was surprise, not anger.


    The only surprise was bailegang, but in the surprise, he was a little more angry. Of course, he wished he could kill lanran himself.


    Unfortunately, lanran''s powerful strength and frightening wisdom make bailegang''s hope of revenge very ethereal. Although he often said behind his back that he would kill lanran and was ashamed of himself, in fact, bailegang didn''t believe he could realize this wish.


    Although the ten blades were created by lanran, it''s hard to say how loyal they are to lanran. Of course, it must be zomali lulu.


    "You... You killed Lord lanran!" Zomali Lulu, a burly man with skull earrings, a row of spikes on his bald head, dark skin and temperament similar to storm gounitz, has red eyes.


    "It''s me!" Dong Zhuo nodded faintly and admitted it. A pair of eyes narrowed slightly, feeling the tender and smooth skin and amazing elasticity of huailinilu.


    In an indisputable tone, he said, "I now give you two choices. First, die! Second, obey me and become


    "I''ll kill you!" Zomali Lulu roared and interrupted Dong Zhuo before he finished.


    Zheng!


    With a buzzing, the soul chopping knife cursed the eye Sangha, and the red eyed zomali lululang said, "calm down, curse the eye Sangha!"


    The surging spiritual pressure with the unique chaotic attribute of emptiness exploded from zomali Lulu and surged around.


    "I don''t appreciate it!" Dong Zhuo Leng drank, and the fierce light in his eyes flashed away.


    For Dong Zhuo, it doesn''t matter whether he can accept the ten blades. What he really valued was only one TIA herribel, besides Nello in his arms.


    Now, zomali Lulu interrupted him before he finished, just giving Dong Zhuo a chance to get angry and kill some unpleasant people first. It doesn''t matter whether the remaining miscellaneous fish are obedient or not, as long as Herbert gets it.


    "Go to hell!" Zomali Lulu gave a violent drink and rushed to Dong Zhuo with his life.


    Although zomali Lulu has the fastest response among the ten blades, it''s a pity that zomali Lulu''s so-called fastest response is just a joke in the face of Dong Zhuo, a strong man who holds the power of space and is essentially superior to the whole world.


    Seeing that his soul chopping knife was about to cut at Dong Zhuo, Dong Zhuo raised his hand in no hurry.


    A sharp Tang Dao suddenly appeared in his palm. The tip of the two edged knife just appeared in front of zomali Lulu''s chest.


    Xiaoyu appeared too suddenly, and it was too late for zomali Lulu to dodge. He could only watch himself jump like a moth to the long knife in Dong Zhuo''s hand.


    Poof!


    The sharp blade penetrates zomali Lulu''s body in an instant.


    "I... I must kill you! Revenge for... Lord lanran! Blue... Blue dye, long... Long live! " Zomali Lulu, like a martyr, showed a quiet smile at the last moment of his life.


    A look of disdain flashed on Dong Zhuo''s face. His wrist shook. Wait until zomali Lulu is dying! The soul chopping knife in your hand has split it in half!


    After solving a 70th blade with ease and freehand brushwork, Dong Zhuo shook a knife flower tepidly, and then the knife tip hung lazily and pointed obliquely to the ground“ Now what''s your choice? Is it death or obedience? "


    Swept by Dong Zhuo''s eyes, the hearts of the ten blades were suddenly awe inspiring.


    Zomali Lulu''s strength in the ten blades is indeed not the strongest, but Dong Zhuo killed him so easily, which really gave them too much stimulation.


    "Although... Although you killed lanran, it can be regarded as revenge for me. But I will never... "Bailegang''s withered claws tightened his axe and said proudly:" I won''t surrender to anyone! I''m Wang! It''s a God. There is immortality! I am...... "


    "Shut up!" Dong Zhuo frowned and said in an impatient cold voice, "it''s just that he has mastered the power of aging. Where on earth did you get your confidence. How dare you call yourself a God in front of me! "


    "You!" Bailegan was furious.


    As the former king of the virtual circle, there is no doubt about bailegan''s arrogance. Even if he was teased and defeated by lanran and became his subordinate, bailegang always wanted to kill lanran for revenge.


    Now, the news of lanran''s death makes bailegang''s pride return again. That kind of arrogance made him unable to accept that he would become a subordinate of others again.


    "Then let me tell you. Why can I master the virtual circle, become the king of the virtual circle and become a God... "Bailegang, who has only white bones, described his Supreme Identity in a wordy way while holding the axe. The dark purple aging power surged from his ragged robe.


    "Then I also tell you that your so-called supreme power is just a joke in front of me!" Dong Zhuo sneered. Wave Xiaoyu back into the scabbard. Lang Sheng said, "my body is in balance at the moment!"


    Balance power!!


    Dong Zhuo was the first authority from the world of fire shadow. It is also the strongest authority so far. Neither space, soul, or anything else can compare with it.


    The so-called balance is the appearance of everything in the stage of quantitative change. Is an absolute and eternal movement; The temporary and relative stillness and unity of all opposing attributes.


    The power of balance is to manipulate this temporary and relative stillness and unity at will according to Dong Zhuo''s wishes.


    Yin and Yang, more and less, right and evil, strong and weak, big and small, too and the future... All attributes, whether in terms of material, energy and conceptual balance, or even the balance of concepts such as Yin, Yang, right, evil, more and less, are determined by Dong Zhuo.


    In a way, the power of balance is a sublimation and Transcendence of realm ability. The ability to manipulate the realm is to subvert everything from the root; Balancing power is the ability to override the root and subvert the root.


    When Dong Zhuo sets himself in a state of balance, he is the absolute emptiness of all dharmas! Neither the past nor the future nor the cycle of life and death can overturn the balance he has set.


    Of course, nothing is absolute. Once a certain force is strong to a certain extent, Dong Zhuo''s balance power can still be broken. But this power can never be the skeleton emperor of bailegan.


    As long as the balance recognized by Dong Zhuo exists, bailegang''s so-called aging does not exist at all. In other words, it cannot be imposed on Dong Zhuo.


    In everyone''s eyes, Dong Zhuo took back his soul chopping knife and blurted out eight words. It seemed as if nothing had happened. But in fact, at this moment, Dong Zhuo has maintained an absolute balance. Whether it is injury, aging or other variables, it is impossible to break his balance.


    After bailegang hesitated, he looked up and down at Dong Zhuo in the dark hole in the eye frame, and the axe in his hand was raised slowly. The sharp axe blade pointed straight at Dong Zhuo''s body