The law of the king of online games

Chapter 787 Thoughts
Seeing the high-spirited Ye Qiuhan and the white-clothed figure all over the sky, everyone in the main altar of Tianmen, including Patriarch Jinlong, were stunned.

"What a means!"

"how is this possible?"

"What are those men in white clothes? Clone? But why is their appearance completely different from that of Ye Qiuhan?"

"Phantom body? Law body? It's not like that!"

"I heard that Venerable Qing of Qinglian Xiandian is good at avatars, but he can't reach this level!"

"Interesting, interesting..."

Patriarch Jinlong blushed slightly at this moment, his domain was severely broken!
These incarnations of artistic conception completely ignored his domain power and descended suddenly. So many came at once, and they were not suppressed by Panlongtai at all. Even if he was well-informed, he still felt incredible!

"What kind of artistic conception is that kid cultivating? These avatars are unrestrainable. They all have deep killing intent. It's too weird!" Patriarch Jinlong squinted his eyes and secretly strengthened the power of the domain, trying to suppress Xiao Li's killing intent avatars. But no.

In the feelings of the ancestor of Jinlong, those incarnations of artistic conception seem to exist in different time and space, like flowers in the mirror, moon in the water, seem real and illusion, unless the root cause is found, they cannot be erased purely by the power of the domain.

On the Panlong Stage, the Golden Dragon Patriarch could balance the strength of both sides in the competition, heal them quickly, and remove them in an instant, but there was nothing wrong with those Avatars.

At this time, both Shensha Mountain and Qinglian Immortal Palace were also shaken, obviously some of them were also startled by the arrival of Xiao Li's murderous incarnation, colorful lights and sword shadows continued to fill the air, and they all moved closer to Panlong Terrace.

In Qinglian Immortal Hall, a round yellow stone platform suddenly flew out, like a stream of light, and instantly came to the sky above Panlong Platform, it hovered, and an old man with a high crown was sitting on it.

The old man was wearing an ancient battle armor with seven swords on his back, his eyes were closed, his beard and hair were all white, and there were seven-colored chains all over his body binding him to Huangshitai.

The person was weird, and when he appeared, he pressed his palm, and with some unknown means, a dim yellow light poured down from the Huangshi platform under his seat.

Those rays of light spread instantly, covering the entire Panlong Terrace and everyone on it, including the Spear King, Sword God, and Daozi.

Immediately, as if time had been frozen, those people kept their original expressions and movements, completely still, and their thoughts were also frozen!

This kind of stillness, they themselves are completely unaware.

The killing intent incarnations of Ye Qiuhan and Xiao Li were also shrouded in yellow light, and they also kept their movements just now, standing still.

Suddenly, the old man on the Huangshi stage was full of glory, he opened his eyes, and uttered a long chant: "One thought disrupts yin and yang, one thought penetrates the universe, knights stay everywhere, twelve..."

There was a deep melancholy in this voice, as if the person who made the voice had memories, regrets, and helplessness...

Patriarch Jinlong was not imprisoned by the yellow light. He saw Huangshitai, heard the exclamation, and if he realized something, he looked at the old man in armor and asked, "Phantom Master, what do you mean by your words? Is the incarnation related to Venerable White?"

On the Huangshi platform, the old man's face was expressionless. Although he made a sound, his lips did not move. He was as lifeless as a clay sculpture, and he uttered a voice: "There have been changes in the past, and it has been more than a thousand years. He has been missing since the [-]th. According to the news, although an incarnation sent out an idea, saying that it yearned for the immortal way, but after all, I don't know the cause and effect. It is also a big mystery in my Tianmen... I have a feeling that Yue Li has fallen... Twelve has entanglements with him, and now it seems , he should have also left behind an inheritance."

"You mean the incarnation method?" Patriarch Jinlong frowned.

"These avatars have a hint of Li Twelve's [Xia Ke Xing], but obviously they also incorporate many other elements. I can't be mistaken. If Li Twelve left behind the inheritance of Xia Ke Xing, it must be acquired by this younger generation... Since the opening of the origin world this time, many abnormal things have happened, maybe the origin world is really going to undergo a huge change..."

"Has that guy Yue Li died? It's nothing. I thought he was dead many years ago. I forgot if you didn't mention it, but Li Twelve hasn't had his wine for a long, long time... Poetry Sword Immortal, Wine Sword Immortal, I don't want to be the best, this time I led the team into the Origin Realm, I wanted to find him, but now I found a clue, not bad, not bad!" Patriarch Jinlong said, "Fantasy Your lord, you are manifesting your body now, are you going to leave the test? You should already be able to touch the gods, so take it easy."

"It's okay, if you leave the customs, you will be out of the customs. If we monks want to break through, we can't escape the divine calamity, so there is no need to worry..."

When Venerable Huan said this, he suddenly raised his voice: "Huh!"

At this moment, on the Panlong Stage, which was originally motionless, there were all over the sky Xiao Li's figures in white clothes, and they suddenly raised their heads collectively.

Although the movement of raising his head was extremely slight, it was so obvious compared to everything around him that seemed frozen in time!
"This is..." Venerable Huan's expression changed, "Could it be possible that the incarnation of this junior can still get rid of my time domain? Let me see!"

The old man pressed down with his right hand again, and another layer of yellow light fell, those who were originally still were still still, but Xiao Li's killing intent incarnations seemed to wake up one by one, and began to slowly raise their swords.

"These avatars, it seems, are not bound by time and space. It's interesting. Let me violently eliminate them." Patriarch Jinlong found a little balance at this moment. It seems that Venerable Huan also miscalculated when he encountered these incarnations of artistic conception.

"It's okay, don't do anything, just see what this junior can do?" Venerable Huan waved his hand, but showed a hint of interest.

In fact, if you can count the incarnations of Xiao Li's artistic conception, there are no more, no less, a total of [-].

There are a total of five thousand piano sounds in "Aolai Demon Robbery", which correspond to these five thousand incarnations.

Venerable Huan's method was extraordinary, the moment he settled on the Panlong Terrace, Xiao Li in Tianzun Dojo immediately felt a pain between his brows, his thoughts were extremely uncomfortable, and he felt like his thinking was being imprisoned.

Then his celestial soul villain automatically emerged, babbling in his mouth, raising his eyebrows, with an angry expression.

"Stop my thoughts? Hmph!" Xiao Li snorted coldly.

His killing intent incarnation has many connotations, such as the power of chivalrous artistic conception, the power of ruthless artistic conception, the power of void sword intent, etc., but its root is thought.

The avatar travels through the void with a thought, not bound by time and space, which represents Xiao Li's killing intent. When his thoughts are there, the avatar is there, and when the thoughts are not, the avatar will dissipate.

Therefore, banning his incarnation means banning his thoughts, ignoring any spatial distance, ignoring any past, present, and future, Xiao Li naturally felt deeply.

At this moment, he knew that he had encountered a master, so he didn't dare to neglect. He pointed his right index finger fiercely at the center of his eyebrows, making the sword mark on the center of his eyebrows flash instantly.

"Who can stop my killing intent? Break it!"

He shouted loudly, and immediately slapped his right hand viciously in front of Fifty Kingdoms. Immediately, the sound of the piano was like thunder, and the turbulent surrounding air produced ripples visible to the naked eye.

His recent perception, recent accumulation, seems to have found an opportunity to explode due to pressure at this moment.

I saw that around Xiao Li, the air ripples became more and more obvious, and the space seemed to be layered on top of each other, making it impossible to figure out.

Suddenly, above Xiao Li, the Heavenly Soul villain pointed to the sky, and his Void Sword immediately manifested, rising dozens of times. At the tip of the sword, countless pitch-black cracks appeared, as if piercing the void.

In the blink of an eye, the sword opened the void, and a chaotic hole appeared, and all Xiao Li's thoughts rushed out at this moment.

In the main altar of Tianmen, all the killing intent incarnations of Xiao Li's eyes suddenly lit up, and above the sky, two huge eyes slowly opened.

The appearance of this pair of eyes caused the situation to gather, and then a blurred face in the sky gradually became clear.

The face was facing the ground, and it looked like Xiao Li, roaring, and his eyes had already locked on the old man of Huangshitai.

"kill!"

With a loud shout like thunder, two red throwing knives flew out of the eyes of the huge face, they were ruthless knives, and they hit Huangshitai directly!

This situation is like a madman appearing in the world, with a bang, Huangshitai trembled, and the blood was splashed everywhere. Although the old man in armor on it was not injured, he and Huangshitai were shot down three feet.

The five thousand incarnations of killing intent below seemed to be liberated at this moment, and moved one by one with their swords. , Liu Qingqing, Wei Jingtao and those Tianmen disciples.

　In the [-]th anniversary class reunion...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)