Candle Dragon to the left
Chapter 118 117. Red Dragon
Chapter 118 117. Red Dragon (4K)
In the magnificent palace complex filled with eerie white mist, the two were doing nothing.
"Should the few outside be going crazy?" Zhao Xingzhou was lying on his round and delicate legs, and he couldn't see the sky when he looked up.
The living spirits lined up in the imperial city of the imperial capital were all restrained by the big bronze tripod, and it was useless to struggle, so the altar passage was activated.The red jiao fled into it, naturally bringing those living creatures along with it.So they can't get out, and people outside can't get in.The palace complex in the imperial city is an ancient magic method that seals the living spirit and uses the living spirit as the key. Although they don't know much about it through research and study so far, it has become a system.If the living spirits are still here, the cultivators of the imperial capital might still have a chance to restart the palace complex and bring it back to normal.
It's a pity that the living spirits were swept away by the red flood dragon, and there was no hair left.
"People outside want to come in, people inside want to go out?" Li Shishuang asked with a smile.
Zhao Xingzhou was startled, and smiled wryly.
"Don't dare, don't dare, dare! If you don't go out, if you don't go out, you will stay inside for the rest of your life."
"What are you talking about? I don't understand. Don't you want to go out of this place?" Li Shishuang looked around at the palace, which was magnificent, stretching like a mountain, standing tall in the mist.If you want to describe it, there is nothing better than the legendary palace in the sky.
But it was too silent.
Apart from being ancient, it was lifeless, and the oppressive atmosphere enveloped the altar, like a giant standing in the fog overlooking the only two living people here.
"Three days." Zhao Xingzhou said.
"According to what Chijiao said, we will go out in three days and restore this place." He paused, and then said: "If he is not sure about the existence of the ancestor's level, he will not enter the altar. What's more, the one in the Taihang Mountains The outbreak of a disaster ended because of him, don't think twice, just do what we have to do."
"If I'm really in danger, I'll be the first to run, and I'll never take you with me again." Li Shishuang's tone was flat.
"Come on, you must run first." The man smiled calmly.
No matter how hard he ran, he couldn't escape from his palm anyway.
…………
Inside the altar, the glow is floating.
Two years later, another rare guest came here.
The guest is still the same.
The red dragon-shaped head hangs a big tripod and escapes to the depths of the altar, and the golden flames covering its body illuminate the surroundings.But the place where the flames can't shine is still dark.The space here seems endless.
An empty space like a universe.
In the eerie darkness, a scarlet abyss slowly opened, the eyeballs squirmed, and the laws of order intertwined into a chain, watching the coming.
Li Xi'an concentrated, and that will filled the entire space.
He felt the essential difference between the other party and the ancestors he had been in contact with.Although the evil eye in the altar was suppressed and blocked, and the mighty power of the sky could not be displayed, he was able to respond to the laws of the world, and instantly gathered to form a divine chain.It doesn't look like a cross-boundary creature at all, but an existence that really stops and stands in this world.
The eye that lay in the darkness closed.
The blood flickered and condensed.A figure in blood armor appeared at the position of the pupil of the eye.
There is a clear difference from the blood shadow last time.One-armed, with a deformed slender long knife in his left hand, and the blank right arm is empty, only something like fire is burning.
This is no longer the revived ancestor attached to the body of the weak, but the incarnation of the ancestor.The highest manifestation of his own will.
The blood-colored figure raised the knife, and the blade pointed at Li Xi'an.
Li Xi'an felt rationality in the previous eyeball, but obviously the other party didn't intend to say a word, using knives, fire and splashed blood as the price for the visitor to enter the altar!The red dragon was twisting, the iron scales buckled together, and he breathed, setting off a strong wind.The golden candles are in full bloom, and the dragon dances wildly.
The two sides chose to speak with blood in a tacit understanding.
The next moment, the confronting dragon and figure disappeared.
The golden streamer collided with the scarlet blood, the roar shook the dead space, and the sudden gust of wind blew away the majesty that filled the space.
…………
Roaring, fighting, and release of ancient language mixed with blood, a domain spreads and spreads, and dots of light float and sink.
A huge arm wrapped in red scales slashed down with a golden ancient sword. At this moment, the light was in full bloom, as if golden lightning tore through the entire darkness.
"boom--!"
The blood-colored figure resisted with a knife, but was still chopped down to the bottom of the abyss by the sword.
The sound of water flow, the high-pitched chirping of fish and dragons, and the other hideous arm stretched out from the void, accompanied by the ribbon-like water flow, and the undulations of the surging waves matched the scales.It directly covered the falling bloody figure, pressed it to the center of the stone altar at the bottom of the abyss, and smashed it down heavily!
The brilliance of the moon and the stars flowed, the blood qi permeating from the figure was absorbed by the water flow, and the Jianyue River was obliterating the figure covered by the dragon's claws.
In the sky, a majestic dragon cruised in the shape of a dragon, and the golden candle cast a cold gaze on the ground, and blood quietly dripped and splashed from the gaps in the scales.
"Hoo-!" There was a heavy breathing sound.
"Boom—boom—boom—!" There was a heavy heartbeat.
Two equally loud sounds came from under the dragon's claws, and the water flowed against the water, and the dragon was lifted!
The iron scales rang, and Li Xi'an felt a biting coldness.
The golden candle captures the lonely soul wandering in this space.Not a wronged soul, but a pure soul, a soul without an owner!They are wandering here, and at this moment they are gathering on the bloody figure that is going under the dragon's claws.
He stood up again.
It was a one-armed giant with no facial features. He raised a knife and left a bone scar on the arm that fell.The wanton spirit made Jianyuechuan fly backwards, and the armor she wore made it impossible for the fish and dragons to bite, and was crushed by the unparalleled pressure in an instant.
Has the mysterious soul of this place cast something similar to the law?
Under the suppression and blockade of the altar, it is enough to induce such a mighty force. This is the bamboo basket soul gathering.
The dragon roared, and the giant also roared.
One arm holds up the bronze tripod and pulls the living beings.At the same time, the black and blue seal characters hang down, nourishing Li Xi'an's vitality.
The giant stepped on the ground and shook the altar.He raised the knife, and his empty right hand burned, and the fire-like thing finally took on a water-like shape, flowing and cohesive.
It became a pitch-black arm without armor.
The giant stretched out that pitch-black arm, spread out his five fingers, and pressed in Li Xi'an's direction.The running spirit was shattered, and the black and blue seal characters were scattered, and even the flowing sunlight disappeared.
The music of Jianyue River was dim, and the fish and dragons dived into the bottom of the river.
The faceless giant turned the pressed palm over, face up, and stared up at the red dragon shape.
This is an invitation.
That weird pitch-black arm cut off all spells here, and the imperial realm that Li Xi'an spread out shrank and collapsed.This is an unavoidable right, maybe Li Xi'an can get rid of it when he enters a higher realm, but not at this moment.
Lost the domain, and the entire space fell into darkness again.
Only the pair of candle-like pupils are burning.
The giant's deformed long knife slashed across the altar, inviting Chijiao to compete with extreme strength.
The wind howled, it was a sword dance, and the dragon shape fell straight from the sky, carrying a ferocious arm stretched out from the void.Some have swords in their arms, while others have nothing on them.When the iron scale, sword, and bronze tripod collided with the blade, sparks flew, briefly lighting up the huge bodies hidden in the darkness of the two.
This is different from the fighting of monks.
Primitive and ancient.
Closer to a hunt.
Once the black arm is exposed, all spells here will be wiped out, regardless of you or me.The sword rises and falls, and the dragon claws open and close, lifting the soul matter from the giant.The blade cut across, cutting the scales in an arc.In the pitch-black space, above the altar, the roar of gold and iron can be heard endlessly.The giant was enjoying the fight after thousands of years of absence, while the face of the red copper bones cracked a devilish smile, and so did Li Xi'an.
The ultimate embodiment of violence, giants are excellent hunters, and Li Xi'an is an excellent predator.
The fight will continue until one of them falls.
The process is a rampage of blood and fire!
…………
"Boom!" The expanding heat wave expanded in circles.
Flowing clouds and golden fire lit up the fragmented battlefield, and the place where the red dragon hovered and swam with a ferocious long tail was full of blood.
There are scales, crystalline debris, and flesh-like soul matter all over the floor.
A claw was pressed on the giant's head, and the entire head was dented, and the stone altar was dented and broken, and huge spider web-like traces spread out.
The giant was still moving, waving wildly with the left arm holding the blade, but the blade had been shattered, not metal, but crystallized gemstones.This blade cut Li Xi'an's body scales at will, but it was eventually destroyed by Xi Jian's faint sword.
The face of the red copper bone hangs down, and the golden candles in the huge eye sockets coldly look down on the struggling giant.The remaining seven arms of Taihang Eight Xings lowered and approached.Two ferocious dragon claws clasped the giant's pitch-black right arm, and the rest of the arms held the giant's body firmly.With all his strength, the giant went crazy, but he couldn't roar anymore after losing his head.
Vigorously disassembled that weird black hand.
Originally using the sharpness of the Xi Sword or the Hun Sword, there is no need to be so laborious.But until now, Li Xi'an's methods were brutal, even bloody.
He not only wanted the hand, but also removed it in the most comfortable way.
After the arm was torn off, the darkness covering it disappeared, and Li Xi'an once again felt the mutual reflection of the ancient characters.
The red dragon stood up, holding the sword in its ferocious dragon claws, and the ancient red copper sword was filled with evil spirits. It thirsted for the flesh and blood of too many powerful creatures.Even if it was reduced a little due to the precipitation under the tombstone, the evil spirit still came with the twilight light. In the twilight, the phantom of the creature who died under the sword roared angrily.
Li Xi'an raised his sword.
The next moment, the dim light engulfed the darkness and the giant corpse on the altar.
After the sword fell, the iron scales of the red flood dragon flew away, and a humanoid creature in black clothes appeared in the palm of a dragon claw. He was covered in blood and sat casually.There is calmness and recklessness in the pupils of the gold-precipitated eyes.
In the air, the scarlet abyss opened again.
Immemorial scriptures flowed through his pupils, and he fixed his eyes on the figure sitting on the dragon's claws.
"I think we can talk now. Most of your power has been suppressed and blocked by the altar, and the means you can use to deal with me have been displayed. Maybe you think this power is insignificant to you, but you really have nothing to do It's hurting me a little bit."
"How long has it been since you entered this place by mistake?" Voices sounded from all directions, and it seemed that someone was speaking in every corner of the boundless darkness.
It sounded like a bell.
"Two years."
"Two years, what is the growth rate from Yangshen Realm to Extreme Palace Realm?"
"It should be so. The rise of the heaven and the earth is equivalent to the beginning of the heaven and the earth. If you, the creatures that rise with the heaven and the earth, don't die young, it is enough to create a myth in the legends of future generations. You know, we are just creatures born at the end of Kyushu. The final achievement of this piece of heaven and earth.”
"Tell me why you came here."
"That's why you agreed?"
"Then what about me? You have proved that you are qualified to make a request to us, and we will naturally agree."
"Who are you now?"
"Who am I?" A voice in the darkness laughed. "You might as well ask who we are."
"You?" Li Xi'an frowned.
"We are all the master of the bamboo basket, we are all the ancestors, we are all the last fire of Kyushu."
"We are all darkness, and we are also the abyss that swallows all."
The sound froze for a moment.
"Which one is us. Chijiao, I know what you want to ask, it is nothing more than whether I have fallen like those ancestors you have come into contact with. Don't be surprised, there are two of your methods, Yuchai Shunde and Hengxiao Jinni. I won’t fail to recognize the guy’s Dharma. They have already fallen, and they will not pass on Dharma to the living beings in this world. I’m afraid you have gone through a few tricks under the hands of these two people..."
Dark and silent.
The scarlet eyeballs suddenly widened, and then slowly returned to normal.
"Oh? He's dead... that's great."
Li Xi'an looked at the boundless scarlet abyss in the darkness.
"Of course I have also fallen." The voice in the darkness was deep. "But it's not as bad as they are. I'm in sobriety and chaos. Last time you came, I was darkness, and this time you came, I was also darkness, but you dispelled the darkness for a short time. Only then can I collect my soul with a bamboo basket Identity talks to you."
The golden flute emerged, conveying divine thoughts to the bamboo basket.
"So, Zu's fall is not inevitable, is there a chance?"
"Xiao." Bamboo basket collected soul with emotion. "So the dragon in front of me is the creature you hoped for?"
"Yes."
"There is a chance to avoid being eroded...I'm afraid it's impossible. In the endless sleep, I woke up when I shouldn't have woken up. At that time, the whole small world was wrapped in shadow. The normal small world would not appear like this Huge shadows, because my existence attracts unimaginably huge filth. A sleeping ancestor of the Nine Images has a huge attraction for them, especially these we have lost their homeland."
"I gather souls to reincarnate, and my perception of the cycle of heaven and earth is extremely keen. At that time, I felt in my dream that someone was re-opening reincarnation, so I woke up."
"But I didn't expect the shadows to cover the sky, and I couldn't be spared."
"I collapsed the world in my final sobriety, and wiped out most of the shadows. At that time, my only purpose was to tear apart the boundary wall and descend to Kyushu."
Jin Xiao was silent.
"Impossible, it is absolutely impossible to open up reincarnation. You fell asleep halfway, and the filth has covered the entire small world. At that time, Kyushu has already fallen. How could there be someone who is qualified to open up reincarnation?"
"Yeah, even the Supreme Being can't do it to open up the reincarnation of Kyushu."
"But I don't care about that much at all. When I came to Kyushu, the person who has the ability to open up reincarnation is enough to end my life, destroy the world, annihilate darkness, and tear the boundary wall. My nine images are only left Like, almost fell Shinichi. But I didn't see the existence who opened up reincarnation, I saw a dragon." There was a dark pause.
Scarlet eyeballs squirmed, staring at Li Xi'an.
"A red dragon."
(End of this chapter)
In the magnificent palace complex filled with eerie white mist, the two were doing nothing.
"Should the few outside be going crazy?" Zhao Xingzhou was lying on his round and delicate legs, and he couldn't see the sky when he looked up.
The living spirits lined up in the imperial city of the imperial capital were all restrained by the big bronze tripod, and it was useless to struggle, so the altar passage was activated.The red jiao fled into it, naturally bringing those living creatures along with it.So they can't get out, and people outside can't get in.The palace complex in the imperial city is an ancient magic method that seals the living spirit and uses the living spirit as the key. Although they don't know much about it through research and study so far, it has become a system.If the living spirits are still here, the cultivators of the imperial capital might still have a chance to restart the palace complex and bring it back to normal.
It's a pity that the living spirits were swept away by the red flood dragon, and there was no hair left.
"People outside want to come in, people inside want to go out?" Li Shishuang asked with a smile.
Zhao Xingzhou was startled, and smiled wryly.
"Don't dare, don't dare, dare! If you don't go out, if you don't go out, you will stay inside for the rest of your life."
"What are you talking about? I don't understand. Don't you want to go out of this place?" Li Shishuang looked around at the palace, which was magnificent, stretching like a mountain, standing tall in the mist.If you want to describe it, there is nothing better than the legendary palace in the sky.
But it was too silent.
Apart from being ancient, it was lifeless, and the oppressive atmosphere enveloped the altar, like a giant standing in the fog overlooking the only two living people here.
"Three days." Zhao Xingzhou said.
"According to what Chijiao said, we will go out in three days and restore this place." He paused, and then said: "If he is not sure about the existence of the ancestor's level, he will not enter the altar. What's more, the one in the Taihang Mountains The outbreak of a disaster ended because of him, don't think twice, just do what we have to do."
"If I'm really in danger, I'll be the first to run, and I'll never take you with me again." Li Shishuang's tone was flat.
"Come on, you must run first." The man smiled calmly.
No matter how hard he ran, he couldn't escape from his palm anyway.
…………
Inside the altar, the glow is floating.
Two years later, another rare guest came here.
The guest is still the same.
The red dragon-shaped head hangs a big tripod and escapes to the depths of the altar, and the golden flames covering its body illuminate the surroundings.But the place where the flames can't shine is still dark.The space here seems endless.
An empty space like a universe.
In the eerie darkness, a scarlet abyss slowly opened, the eyeballs squirmed, and the laws of order intertwined into a chain, watching the coming.
Li Xi'an concentrated, and that will filled the entire space.
He felt the essential difference between the other party and the ancestors he had been in contact with.Although the evil eye in the altar was suppressed and blocked, and the mighty power of the sky could not be displayed, he was able to respond to the laws of the world, and instantly gathered to form a divine chain.It doesn't look like a cross-boundary creature at all, but an existence that really stops and stands in this world.
The eye that lay in the darkness closed.
The blood flickered and condensed.A figure in blood armor appeared at the position of the pupil of the eye.
There is a clear difference from the blood shadow last time.One-armed, with a deformed slender long knife in his left hand, and the blank right arm is empty, only something like fire is burning.
This is no longer the revived ancestor attached to the body of the weak, but the incarnation of the ancestor.The highest manifestation of his own will.
The blood-colored figure raised the knife, and the blade pointed at Li Xi'an.
Li Xi'an felt rationality in the previous eyeball, but obviously the other party didn't intend to say a word, using knives, fire and splashed blood as the price for the visitor to enter the altar!The red dragon was twisting, the iron scales buckled together, and he breathed, setting off a strong wind.The golden candles are in full bloom, and the dragon dances wildly.
The two sides chose to speak with blood in a tacit understanding.
The next moment, the confronting dragon and figure disappeared.
The golden streamer collided with the scarlet blood, the roar shook the dead space, and the sudden gust of wind blew away the majesty that filled the space.
…………
Roaring, fighting, and release of ancient language mixed with blood, a domain spreads and spreads, and dots of light float and sink.
A huge arm wrapped in red scales slashed down with a golden ancient sword. At this moment, the light was in full bloom, as if golden lightning tore through the entire darkness.
"boom--!"
The blood-colored figure resisted with a knife, but was still chopped down to the bottom of the abyss by the sword.
The sound of water flow, the high-pitched chirping of fish and dragons, and the other hideous arm stretched out from the void, accompanied by the ribbon-like water flow, and the undulations of the surging waves matched the scales.It directly covered the falling bloody figure, pressed it to the center of the stone altar at the bottom of the abyss, and smashed it down heavily!
The brilliance of the moon and the stars flowed, the blood qi permeating from the figure was absorbed by the water flow, and the Jianyue River was obliterating the figure covered by the dragon's claws.
In the sky, a majestic dragon cruised in the shape of a dragon, and the golden candle cast a cold gaze on the ground, and blood quietly dripped and splashed from the gaps in the scales.
"Hoo-!" There was a heavy breathing sound.
"Boom—boom—boom—!" There was a heavy heartbeat.
Two equally loud sounds came from under the dragon's claws, and the water flowed against the water, and the dragon was lifted!
The iron scales rang, and Li Xi'an felt a biting coldness.
The golden candle captures the lonely soul wandering in this space.Not a wronged soul, but a pure soul, a soul without an owner!They are wandering here, and at this moment they are gathering on the bloody figure that is going under the dragon's claws.
He stood up again.
It was a one-armed giant with no facial features. He raised a knife and left a bone scar on the arm that fell.The wanton spirit made Jianyuechuan fly backwards, and the armor she wore made it impossible for the fish and dragons to bite, and was crushed by the unparalleled pressure in an instant.
Has the mysterious soul of this place cast something similar to the law?
Under the suppression and blockade of the altar, it is enough to induce such a mighty force. This is the bamboo basket soul gathering.
The dragon roared, and the giant also roared.
One arm holds up the bronze tripod and pulls the living beings.At the same time, the black and blue seal characters hang down, nourishing Li Xi'an's vitality.
The giant stepped on the ground and shook the altar.He raised the knife, and his empty right hand burned, and the fire-like thing finally took on a water-like shape, flowing and cohesive.
It became a pitch-black arm without armor.
The giant stretched out that pitch-black arm, spread out his five fingers, and pressed in Li Xi'an's direction.The running spirit was shattered, and the black and blue seal characters were scattered, and even the flowing sunlight disappeared.
The music of Jianyue River was dim, and the fish and dragons dived into the bottom of the river.
The faceless giant turned the pressed palm over, face up, and stared up at the red dragon shape.
This is an invitation.
That weird pitch-black arm cut off all spells here, and the imperial realm that Li Xi'an spread out shrank and collapsed.This is an unavoidable right, maybe Li Xi'an can get rid of it when he enters a higher realm, but not at this moment.
Lost the domain, and the entire space fell into darkness again.
Only the pair of candle-like pupils are burning.
The giant's deformed long knife slashed across the altar, inviting Chijiao to compete with extreme strength.
The wind howled, it was a sword dance, and the dragon shape fell straight from the sky, carrying a ferocious arm stretched out from the void.Some have swords in their arms, while others have nothing on them.When the iron scale, sword, and bronze tripod collided with the blade, sparks flew, briefly lighting up the huge bodies hidden in the darkness of the two.
This is different from the fighting of monks.
Primitive and ancient.
Closer to a hunt.
Once the black arm is exposed, all spells here will be wiped out, regardless of you or me.The sword rises and falls, and the dragon claws open and close, lifting the soul matter from the giant.The blade cut across, cutting the scales in an arc.In the pitch-black space, above the altar, the roar of gold and iron can be heard endlessly.The giant was enjoying the fight after thousands of years of absence, while the face of the red copper bones cracked a devilish smile, and so did Li Xi'an.
The ultimate embodiment of violence, giants are excellent hunters, and Li Xi'an is an excellent predator.
The fight will continue until one of them falls.
The process is a rampage of blood and fire!
…………
"Boom!" The expanding heat wave expanded in circles.
Flowing clouds and golden fire lit up the fragmented battlefield, and the place where the red dragon hovered and swam with a ferocious long tail was full of blood.
There are scales, crystalline debris, and flesh-like soul matter all over the floor.
A claw was pressed on the giant's head, and the entire head was dented, and the stone altar was dented and broken, and huge spider web-like traces spread out.
The giant was still moving, waving wildly with the left arm holding the blade, but the blade had been shattered, not metal, but crystallized gemstones.This blade cut Li Xi'an's body scales at will, but it was eventually destroyed by Xi Jian's faint sword.
The face of the red copper bone hangs down, and the golden candles in the huge eye sockets coldly look down on the struggling giant.The remaining seven arms of Taihang Eight Xings lowered and approached.Two ferocious dragon claws clasped the giant's pitch-black right arm, and the rest of the arms held the giant's body firmly.With all his strength, the giant went crazy, but he couldn't roar anymore after losing his head.
Vigorously disassembled that weird black hand.
Originally using the sharpness of the Xi Sword or the Hun Sword, there is no need to be so laborious.But until now, Li Xi'an's methods were brutal, even bloody.
He not only wanted the hand, but also removed it in the most comfortable way.
After the arm was torn off, the darkness covering it disappeared, and Li Xi'an once again felt the mutual reflection of the ancient characters.
The red dragon stood up, holding the sword in its ferocious dragon claws, and the ancient red copper sword was filled with evil spirits. It thirsted for the flesh and blood of too many powerful creatures.Even if it was reduced a little due to the precipitation under the tombstone, the evil spirit still came with the twilight light. In the twilight, the phantom of the creature who died under the sword roared angrily.
Li Xi'an raised his sword.
The next moment, the dim light engulfed the darkness and the giant corpse on the altar.
After the sword fell, the iron scales of the red flood dragon flew away, and a humanoid creature in black clothes appeared in the palm of a dragon claw. He was covered in blood and sat casually.There is calmness and recklessness in the pupils of the gold-precipitated eyes.
In the air, the scarlet abyss opened again.
Immemorial scriptures flowed through his pupils, and he fixed his eyes on the figure sitting on the dragon's claws.
"I think we can talk now. Most of your power has been suppressed and blocked by the altar, and the means you can use to deal with me have been displayed. Maybe you think this power is insignificant to you, but you really have nothing to do It's hurting me a little bit."
"How long has it been since you entered this place by mistake?" Voices sounded from all directions, and it seemed that someone was speaking in every corner of the boundless darkness.
It sounded like a bell.
"Two years."
"Two years, what is the growth rate from Yangshen Realm to Extreme Palace Realm?"
"It should be so. The rise of the heaven and the earth is equivalent to the beginning of the heaven and the earth. If you, the creatures that rise with the heaven and the earth, don't die young, it is enough to create a myth in the legends of future generations. You know, we are just creatures born at the end of Kyushu. The final achievement of this piece of heaven and earth.”
"Tell me why you came here."
"That's why you agreed?"
"Then what about me? You have proved that you are qualified to make a request to us, and we will naturally agree."
"Who are you now?"
"Who am I?" A voice in the darkness laughed. "You might as well ask who we are."
"You?" Li Xi'an frowned.
"We are all the master of the bamboo basket, we are all the ancestors, we are all the last fire of Kyushu."
"We are all darkness, and we are also the abyss that swallows all."
The sound froze for a moment.
"Which one is us. Chijiao, I know what you want to ask, it is nothing more than whether I have fallen like those ancestors you have come into contact with. Don't be surprised, there are two of your methods, Yuchai Shunde and Hengxiao Jinni. I won’t fail to recognize the guy’s Dharma. They have already fallen, and they will not pass on Dharma to the living beings in this world. I’m afraid you have gone through a few tricks under the hands of these two people..."
Dark and silent.
The scarlet eyeballs suddenly widened, and then slowly returned to normal.
"Oh? He's dead... that's great."
Li Xi'an looked at the boundless scarlet abyss in the darkness.
"Of course I have also fallen." The voice in the darkness was deep. "But it's not as bad as they are. I'm in sobriety and chaos. Last time you came, I was darkness, and this time you came, I was also darkness, but you dispelled the darkness for a short time. Only then can I collect my soul with a bamboo basket Identity talks to you."
The golden flute emerged, conveying divine thoughts to the bamboo basket.
"So, Zu's fall is not inevitable, is there a chance?"
"Xiao." Bamboo basket collected soul with emotion. "So the dragon in front of me is the creature you hoped for?"
"Yes."
"There is a chance to avoid being eroded...I'm afraid it's impossible. In the endless sleep, I woke up when I shouldn't have woken up. At that time, the whole small world was wrapped in shadow. The normal small world would not appear like this Huge shadows, because my existence attracts unimaginably huge filth. A sleeping ancestor of the Nine Images has a huge attraction for them, especially these we have lost their homeland."
"I gather souls to reincarnate, and my perception of the cycle of heaven and earth is extremely keen. At that time, I felt in my dream that someone was re-opening reincarnation, so I woke up."
"But I didn't expect the shadows to cover the sky, and I couldn't be spared."
"I collapsed the world in my final sobriety, and wiped out most of the shadows. At that time, my only purpose was to tear apart the boundary wall and descend to Kyushu."
Jin Xiao was silent.
"Impossible, it is absolutely impossible to open up reincarnation. You fell asleep halfway, and the filth has covered the entire small world. At that time, Kyushu has already fallen. How could there be someone who is qualified to open up reincarnation?"
"Yeah, even the Supreme Being can't do it to open up the reincarnation of Kyushu."
"But I don't care about that much at all. When I came to Kyushu, the person who has the ability to open up reincarnation is enough to end my life, destroy the world, annihilate darkness, and tear the boundary wall. My nine images are only left Like, almost fell Shinichi. But I didn't see the existence who opened up reincarnation, I saw a dragon." There was a dark pause.
Scarlet eyeballs squirmed, staring at Li Xi'an.
"A red dragon."
(End of this chapter)
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The original god's plan to defeat the gods is revealed, starting with the God of Fire saving th
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