The red moon and stars roared at this moment, and as Zhang Siyun's voice echoed, it turned into countless aftersounds that continued to spread like thunder in all directions, as if sentient beings were whispering, shaking Xu Qing's mind, and also moving the prince and others.
And being able to call out Xu Qing's name is enough to show that although Zhang Siyun at this moment is a red mother clone, his memory still retains the two fused together.
The Red Mother did not devour his consciousness, but kept it to form an independent personality!
"So he is Zhang Siyun and his mother!" The captain said solemnly, "And he is even stronger in this state!" The prince and the others flashed with cold light in their eyes, staring at the gate of the Moon Palace.
At the next moment, Lao Jiu was the first to move, his whole body was a sword light, and his momentum was like a rainbow and went straight to the gate of the Moon Palace, and the void shattered all the way through it.
The prince and Princess Mingmei also rushed out, followed by the fifth sister and the eighth, Xu Qing and the captain at the end, and at this moment they also rushed forward.
Since the gate of the Moon Palace was actively opened, although it was dangerous for everyone, since this road had come to this point, how could it stop because of Zhang Siyun's appearance.
In an instant, everyone approached the gate, and at the same time, Zhang Siyun was wearing a red robe among the flowers on the other side of the moonlight sea inside the gate~ He looked at the heavenly beings outside the door, his temperament was calm.
At this moment, he slowly raised his right hand, white as snow and flawless and without palm prints, palm prints were part of fate, but for the life level of the gods, they were already outside of fate.
"Divine ......" Zhang Siyun spoke softly, and the raised thumb of his right hand gently tapped the first joint of his index finger.
The breeze blew through, setting off waves of moonlight and landing in front of the prince and others who stepped into the gate of the Moon Palace.
Blowing their clothes and making their hair flutter while also fluctuating their fate.
Lao Jiu's body at the forefront suddenly shook, and his whole body paused and could not take half a step forward, and his body also underwent amazing changes at this moment.
Countless overlapping pictures appeared on his body!
These pictures are actually his past, which contains the pain and torture after his suppression, as well as the beauty of his father before his fall and the past of practicing everything.
There was no concealment, everything was reflected in him, becoming a scene superimposed on himself.
That was his past, not only here in Lao Jiu, but also in the prince and there, Princess Mingmei, the fifth princess and Lao Ba all appeared in the past at this moment.
Countless pasts were formed in each of them in an instant, as if everyone had turned into a book, and every scene of the past became a page!
Xu Qinghe and the captain are no exception.
The captain's whole body was shaking, and the pictures on his body kept appearing from the moment he was born to the present, but it didn't include the past life, just this life?
Xu Qing is the same, everything he has experienced since he was a child is uncontrollably revealed, and everything is displayed together.
However, there were no remnants of the gods in these pictures, nor was there the figure of his brother, but Xu Qing had no energy to think about this matter at the moment.
The feeling of the past scene emerging made his heart instantly filled with countless emotions, this scene was no longer a monk's method, this was the ability of the gods.
When Zhang Siyun looked at the crowd as usual, his thumb raised and knocked on the second joint of his index finger, and the moment it fell, the sound like water droplets echoed again.
The wind was stronger, fate fluctuated again, unable to resist, he could not avoid it.
In the hands of the gods, fate is like a toy, which can be adjusted at will as it is now......
As the thumb fell and the sound of water droplets echoed, everyone's hearts roared, as if millions of thunder exploded in their hearts.
The Pi Lan that was lifted tore apart the past, causing their past pictures to turn over instantly, as if they were being consulted.
The supreme coercion of the god's aura spread throughout the world at this moment, and the prince's crimson body trembled and wanted to struggle, his brothers and sisters were the same, but they were all of no help!
His past fate was still being consulted, only Lao Jiu's breath was churning, and the pages of the book slowed down, but he still couldn't stop.
The captain and Xu Qing were equally unstoppable at this moment due to their cultivation, and as everyone's memories were flipped through, a picture soon flew out of their bodies and headed straight for Zhang Siyun.
These teared-up past scenes are without exception the most painful and torturous time in everyone's lives.
For example, the prince and others were torn apart because they devoured the flesh and blood of their brothers and sisters, the misery of their repression, and the wailing scenes of their lives in extreme emotional situations.
The captain was also trembling there, most of his torn past was the scene of him starving when he unsealed the seal, and some of the scenes were unknown to others, such as one of the captains crying, he was walking alone in the dark, and the crying echoed in grief.
As for Xu Qing, his expression was distorted, his forehead was bulging, his breathing was short, and his memory was torn apart at this moment, and his memory was not as good as a certain scene in the past picture at this moment.
That scene was in a jungle, the sky was raining, and he knelt on the ground and let out a painful wail? That was despair, that was torture, and that was madness.
There is also a blood-colored candied haws in the picture, this memory is the last thing Xu Qing wants to recall, that was the moment his brother appeared in Yinghuang Prefecture and told him everything.
That time was the most devastating time in Xu Qing's life so far, and compared to this, both his childhood experience and tragic life were insignificant.
And this memory was torn apart at this moment, turning into a picture and flying towards Zhang Siyun.
Soon, all the most painful and torturous times in everyone's memory appeared, and Zhang Siyun became pictures that kept spinning.
"The misery of all living beings is because there is beauty, so there is a contrast!" Zhang Siyun spoke softly, his raised right hand and his thumb fell on the first joint of the middle finger, and he tapped it lightly, and the crisp sound fell on the heavens and the earth, echoing in everyone's hearts, turning into ripples in all directions, forming a storm that swept the whole body, and finally became a roar, an explosion, and an outbreak.
All the past memories of them that had been resurfaced began to shatter and fall apart at this moment!
All the good, all the happiness, all the cherished, all the love, these times, these pasts are collapsing.
The roaring sound came out of everyone, and the picture burst out layer by layer, forming illusory blood.
With the uncontrollable and mournful sound sprayed between heaven and earth, the resistance also unfolded strongly at this moment.
The prince's long hair fluttered, forming countless snake shadows, rushing into his past memories to change cognition and confuse all pictures to bless him.
Princess Mingmei was constantly rising from within, and her past figures were carefully supplemented.
Lao Ba solidified and spread joy through his own emotions.
And Lao Jiu's approach is the simplest, he flew out of his past picture one after another and continued to slash in all directions, every sword fell and the sword would run, but soon a new sword was formed again.
There was also the captain, his expression was distorted, his eyes were fierce, and his hideous face was cold, and the cold air emanated from his body.
As for Xu Qing, his corona was moving, his forgotten artistic conception was moving, and his authority was exploding, and at the same time, he also understood why there were no gods in his past pictures, and there was no Prince Ziqing.
Because the pictures of these two people didn't know what to do, they actually appeared in his purple crystal after Zhang Siyun unfolded this divine spell.
And a scene in the picture, after Xu Qing saw it clearly at this moment, his mind rose with a roar louder than the explosion of a beautiful memory.
The first picture is in the ruins of a slum, Xu Qing looked at the sky and opened his eyes to stare at him.
The second red picture is Wushuang City, with blood raining in the sky, and the young self sitting on the ground holding his knees and crying.
Before this, Xu Qing remembered that he cried for a long time at that time, and then left, this disappeared city.
But in this picture of the purple crystal, he saw a different ending!
In the picture, there was a familiar person standing in the sky, who walked step by step to the crying self, raised his hand and gently touched his head.
"Brother doesn't cry!" The moment these four words came out, Xu Qing saw his young self in the picture banging and his head collapsed, and his body turned into a rain of blood and wine and fell to the ground.
Death!!
Xu Qing's whole body was shocked, and when his mind set off huge waves, all the pages outside his body were torn to pieces at this moment, and finally what was left was an empty shell book without pages.
Even if others resisted, they could not escape this ending in the end!
Without beauty, there will be no contrast, and the beings in the picture will not feel misery.
Under the moonlight, Zhang Siyun's expression was extremely calm, without any emotional fluctuations, and his beautiful face was like a withered statue.
He looked at the suspicious crowd, and his right thumb tapped on the second joint of his middle finger.
In the next moment, the painful past picture of the people around it stopped in an instant, no longer turning but trembling, and with the tremor, they were actually rubbed, and countless identical pictures appeared each.
Zhang Siyun looked at this, a smile appeared on his face, and his thumb was raised and landed on the first joint of his ring finger.
In the next moment, these pictures suddenly flew out and went straight to Xu Qing and the others, each returning to one, and the empty shell book that caused everyone's collapse was quickly filled and re-completed.
This complete past is full of wives, all of which are their most painful memories, and this memory replaces all their pasts, erupting all the time until it collapses.
This is the power of the gods, this is the magic of the gods!