Distress: My Years in Defeng Ancient Road

Chapter 544 The organization decides, it's up to you...

The moment the breeze blew past Chi You, the mighty warlord finally made a move.

I saw Chi You moved his fingers slightly, and then the eight veins of his limbs burst suddenly, and the heat gushed out from his body, blood stained the sky, and he fell into the bottomless abyss below.

Soldier Chi You——defeated! ! !

The wind blew across the ground and made a whining sound, making this devastated battlefield even more desolate.

The wind passed by Lin Chongyang's side, making his figure gradually fade until he disappeared.

In the vicissitudes of the world, there is no vegetation, no vitality, only a dead silence, but countless powerful people have been buried here.

The breeze passed by, and the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood once seemed like a mirage, but at this moment they all dissipated, either sank under the ground, or really decayed.

Time can bury everything in the past; years can bury the past together.

The confrontation between ice and fire can make people feel that the looming history is tragic and vicissitudes.

On the dark red ground, two figures stood, not moving for a long time, until the breeze passed by, blowing the corners of their clothes and raising their hair.

"Looking back at history, is time and space dislocated..."

Xianzong Wuming's tone was very calm, but the expression on his face was a bit complicated at the moment.

I can't tell, and I don't know the way.

He remembered that he had obviously died once, in the aftermath of that last move, but at this moment he was standing here completely.

Including the person next to him, he was also standing in the same position as when he came, without any movement.

What is this, same place, different scene?

"The world..." Lin Chongyang said to himself, with memories and thoughts in his tone.

The events of the past cannot be said to be exactly the same as the contents recorded in the classics, but they are far from each other.

However, after defeating the ancient fierce god, the warrior lord of the human race, he also understood what the so-called "hands on the world" meant.

That experience, as he guessed, was indeed a test.

The soldier master is one of the testers.

Well, one.

This directly led to many of his previous guesses being in vain.

abruptly—

Bang!
A soft sound broke the silence of the world, and Lin Chongyang raised his right hand slightly, and a red flame like green blood rose from his palm.

This cluster of flames, composed of countless ancient characters, exudes a special rhythm, and even war songs sound from it, inheriting the beliefs of the sages and making them last forever.

Just seeing each other, Xian Zong Wuming felt an inexplicable emotion suddenly rise from the bottom of his heart, making his eyes a little moist.

"What is this?" he wondered.

Lin Chongyang's words are full of emotion:

"Fire, the spark of inheritance."

This fire suddenly appeared in his body after he won, and correspondingly, there are some ancient information.

It felt very weird to him.

It's just like……

After passing the test, the organization decided that you will be the CEO to make the human race bigger and stronger, and create another glories.

Fortunately, this test is just a fight, which has benefited him a lot. There is no such thing as the leader of the Three Emperors' meeting. I will be there, and I will command the battle of Zhuolu.

Clearing away distracting thoughts, Lin Chongyang felt the faint sense of exhaustion and severe pain coming from himself, and sighed in his heart. Although he couldn't find the wound left, the experience was too real.

Turning his eyes away, Xianzong Wuming looked at the battlefield in front of him, and said with emotion:
"This battlefield is completely different from what I have seen before."

He felt that after this experience, the original plan needed to be refined and adjusted.

The combat power shown by this one is too outrageous, it has completely refreshed his previous cognition, and he is not sure whether the opponent has used all his strength at that time.

More importantly, as far as the current public information is concerned, counting from the time of this person's debut, the number of times he has shot is very few. The closest time to the present is the disaster of the Demon Buddha Bo Xun more than five hundred years ago.

No matter how you look at it, this is a big pit, and whoever jumps will die.

As for what to say, by doing something to the people around you, or things you care about, you can achieve the purpose of containment or checks and balances.

Think you can't die fast enough?
For this one, either you don't come into his field of vision, even if you do, it's not a big problem, just don't do what you shouldn't do, otherwise, I'm afraid you won't even have the right to choose the way to die.

"There are no human corpses in it. It used to be a battlefield, but now it is a cemetery."

When he spoke again, the cluster of flames had been put away, Lin Chongyang stood with his hands behind his back, and looked at the place again:
"Will this change affect your plan?"

"Before coming here, the first master didn't know much about it. If there were no human bones, the first master would not have to bear the infamy of disrespecting the sages."

Although, he, Jun Xuanyuan, frolicked in Beihai Lingzhou, froze in Donghuangxuanzhou, frothed in Canghaileiyujia clan, frothed in Zhanyun Realm and many foreign lands.

However, he himself has never done harm to China, let alone harmed the people on the land of China, at least not before, and probably never will again.

Let's leave the pit of misery to those idiots.

Lin Chongyang was noncommittal: "Your request."

After hearing the words, Xianzong Wuming breathed a sigh of relief, and then stated the purpose of this trip:

"Please trouble the Sword Emperor to help the First Master refine the bones of this place into a body."

After deciding to give up the god-like body of the God of Light, he re-drafted many plans, and what he proposed at this time is one of them.

However, this is not the final plan, but an important guarantee before the success of the grand plan. The body he is using now is weaker in strength after all, which is not conducive to the development of some of his plans.

Lin Chongyang nodded: "Some things, you can see them when you see them. I can't force you to forget them, but I hope you don't make it difficult for me."

After the words fell, he didn't wait for Xianzhu Wuming to answer, but he saw Lin Chongyang's palms stretched out behind his back, and he lifted them gently.

In an instant, the clouds and smoke were self-generated and permeated like a miasma, which caused the mountains and rivers to be dizzy, and made the ancient scenery reappear in front of our eyes.

The four poles are ruined, the nine states are torn apart, the sky does not cover, the earth does not contain, the fire is indiscriminate and never goes out, and the water is endless.

Immediately, thousands of boneless demon skeletons rose from the cracks, filling the sky with fear.

Clasping both palms, the clouds and air in the sky condensed and turned into two giant hands holding the sky up, swallowing thousands of bones and gathering the sky.

Connect yin and yang, remove adverse qi, and all spirits can live in peace; mend the sky, rectify the four poles, and melt the yin and yang of the five elements.

Good and evil are mutually exclusive, ice and fire cannot be tolerated, from ancient times to the present, under the mighty power of Butian, it will finally come to an end.

The unmelting snow mountain melts slowly, the unquenchable volcano gradually extinguishes, the water flow sinks into the ground along the cracks, the mighty energy spreads, and the fertile soil for thousands of miles is turned into fertile soil, and vitality begins to emerge.

At the same time, within the palm of the cloud, thousands of skeletons washed away their past, returned to their origin, were smelted into one, and instantly became the ultimate power of heaven and earth, giving birth to unprecedented energy.

On the ground, after finishing his work, Lin Chongyang breathed in his energy and returned to Yuan, and said:
"Are you not afraid that I will play tricks on it?"

(End of this chapter)