Kowloon pull coffin

Chapter 683
The Suzaku battle exhausted my vitality and divine sense. I recovered for a long time in the south of the void before I had the strength to return to the ruins from the void of the universe.

Flying to the top of Buzhou Mountain, only to find that the ancestral court of Guixu Demon Dao is empty, only Jiang Xueyang is left.

"Xie Lan, you are finally back." Xue Yang said, looking at me with concern.

"Xueyang, what about them?"

"The battle of the Azure Dragon in the Heavenly Court has already begun. The Zhou Tian Xing Dou array can't trap the Azure Dragon. I have already asked the disciples of the Demonic Dao to assist in the battle."

"San Dao is a family, and you have done a good job."

Having said that, I really miss the consolation of the demon disciples.

None of the four spirits and beasts are good friends. If the battle situation is not extremely dangerous, Jiang Xueyang will not let the demons come out in full force.

"Xie Lan, your top priority now is healing and recovery. There will be many variables in the battle of the four spirits and beasts, and the Dao of Heaven may also intervene."

"it is good."

What Xue Yang said is right, it's useless for me to be anxious now, the spiritual sense is too much consumed, and the porch that was burned by the Suzaku flames has not stabilized until now.

If the Dao of Heaven intervenes in the human world again, I can only watch helplessly, unable to stop it.

Damaged battle bodies can be repaired by absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, while exhausted spiritual sense can only be recovered by means of the entrance.

The entrance is the place where the primordial spirit resides, and it is also the best place to nourish the soul.In the past, when my soul was damaged, it was always repaired by Yuehua in the entrance, or by A Li himself.

However, a fire in Suzaku almost completely destroyed my porch, the mountain collapsed and was burned into lava by the flames, the sea water dried up, and the earth turned into scorched earth.

Everything was burnt out, and the original entrance where the seal was loosened and turned into a dead place again.

Both the entrance and the power of fate are my trump cards. There is not much power of fate left, so my biggest reliance now is my entrance.The porch turned into a dead place, and I lost my strongest hole card.

The soul entered the porch, looking at the scorched earth all around, I was confused.

I don't know where the Suzaku bird flew to, I can't even sense its breath.

Tai gives birth to water, and water gives birth to all things.

The reason why the porch became a place of death was because the seawater was dried up by the Suzaku flames.

But where is the source of water?
I am not a kun, and I cannot swallow the endless sea. To get the water source, I can only manifest it with my true energy.My profound entrance is vast and endless, if I want to use my true energy to create a sea area, I'm afraid it will take tens of millions of years.

Without water, the porch can only wither like this, no matter how many years have passed, it will not change.

Just when I was thinking hard, I suddenly had an idea, and I remembered the world behind the summoning banner.

The world behind the soul-calling banner is a vast ocean with no end in sight. Even the Suzaku bird will be completely annihilated if it falls into it, and there is no way to escape.

If I merge the world behind the summoning banner with my entrance, will I be able to solve the water problem in the entrance?

Thinking of this, I immediately sensed the soul-calling banner with my spiritual sense, and communicated with the world behind it.

I want to open a gap in this world, but there seems to be some kind of force stopping me somewhere, and I can't bring the seawater inside into the entrance at all.

This force that stops me is very powerful. I can easily shatter the void, but I can't break the barrier between the two worlds.

In desperation, I had no choice but to use the power of fate.

The soul-calling banner will not appear in my entrance for no reason, nor will it generate a world for no reason.As long as there is cause and effect, the power of fate cannot be stopped.

Just as I was trying to use the power of fate to break the invisible barrier between the two worlds, the Suzaku bird suddenly returned from the sky to stop me.

"Patriarch of the Devil Dao, do you know what the consequences will be if you do this?" Suzaku asked in surprise.

"What are the consequences?"

"Forcibly connecting two unpredictable worlds will make you lose all the power of destiny."

"How about that?"

"If you lose all the power of destiny, you will never get the blessing of destiny again. How will you fight against the law of heaven in the future?"

"But I have no choice now. If I don't repair the entrance, I won't be able to recover my combat power."

"Could it be that you would rather believe in your own strength than in the blessings of fate?" Suzaku asked.

"Yes, I would rather believe in myself." I thought for a while and said.

Fate and the way of heaven are two sharp knives hanging over the heads of all living beings.

The death of Emperor Fuxi made me see the essence of destiny, and I never took the identity of the child of destiny to heart.

The so-called child of destiny is just a tool of destiny. Once it loses its value, this identity is not worth mentioning at all.

The most important thing is that I know that even if I abandon this identity, fate will still stand with me.

Because it has no choice, if it does not stand with all living beings, it will be directly obliterated by the Dao of Heaven.

At the moment, I closed my eyes and held the Soul Calling Banner in my hand, and introduced the power of destiny into the world behind the Soul Calling Banner.With the dissolution of the power of fate, the gap between the two worlds gradually disappears...

I don't know how long it took, I suddenly heard the sound of surging waves.

When I opened my eyes, I found myself standing on a piece of sea water.

The two worlds merged together, and the sea water behind the soul-calling banner filled the entire entrance.

I looked into the distance and saw the phantom of Jin'ao Island, the former ancestral home of the Mo Dao.

Jinao Island is empty, because the heroic spirits of the disciples who died in the battle were all wiped out and returned to the ruins along with the last ray of spiritual mirror image of the ancestor of the Demonic Dao in the Battle of Fuxi.

The buildings on the island are still there, but I can no longer see a demon disciple, which makes me infinitely sad.

And there will never be a demonic disciple again, because with the fusion of the two worlds, the soul-calling banner has completely disappeared from my entrance.

From now on, if there are more demon disciples who die in battle, I can only record their names in my heart, and then engrave them in the Hall of Valor in Guixu.

The will itself has no spiritual consciousness, and everything it does comes from the induction of the soul-calling flag.

With the soul-calling banner gone, the heroic spirit's will has become an illusory energy, just like a dead person cannot be resurrected.

The endless sea spreads in all directions, moistening the scorched earth in the entrance, turning into rivers one after another and stretching into the distance.

I saw mountains rise from the sea, and I saw the scorched earth turned into off-road under the moisture of sea water.

The water vapor is full, and the clouds are all over the sky.

This brand new world is full of aura of heaven and earth. It seems that as long as one seed of life is injected, a vast world comparable to the human world can be evolved.

Surrounded by a vast ocean, I don't know where life will appear. Seeing this, I said to Suzaku: "Go, search my entrance, and see where the seed of life will be born."

Suzaku was also deeply moved by the drastic change in the entrance, and said to me before flying away: "Don't forget what you promised me."

"After finding the seed of life, I will make you the king of life."

……

The entrance is like a new life, and my spiritual sense has also returned to a perfect state in an instant, even far better than before.

The undead fighting spirit is also more powerful, because the stronger the entrance, the stronger the soul energy will be.

After quietly feeling the changes in the entrance, I exited the entrance and returned to my body.

My soul returned to my place, my people were still on the top of Buzhou Mountain, and A Li stood in front of me.

"Ali, the Battle of the Azure Dragon is over?"

"Ah."

"How many casualties are there?" I asked.

With this question, Ali's eyes turned red instantly, and he was so choked up that he couldn't speak.

Seeing this, I had a bad premonition in my heart, and asked her again: "Where is Xueyang?"

"In the Hall of Valor."

Hearing this, I immediately flew down the mountain to the Hall of Valor.

In the Hall of Valor, Xue Yang, dressed in white, was carving letters on a stone tablet.

When I walked up to her, she had just finished engraving the name of the last person, a high-ranking warrior of the Mu clan.

"Xie Lan, you're awake."

"How many demons died in battle?"

"Ordinary disciples are 450 and 680."

"Where's the general?"

"Three thousand nine hundred and twenty four people."

I looked at the brand-new heroic steles in the Hall of Valor, and asked again: "Have their names been engraved?"

"No, there are two more I want to leave for you to engrave."

"Who?"

"One is Demonic Dao Killing God, Lin Qingshui."

My eyes were wet from the moment I entered the Hall of Valor, and when I heard Xue Yang say Lin Qingshui, I could no longer control myself, and tears rolled down my face.

3000 years ago, Lin Qingshui was my Demonic Dao Killing God.

3000 years later, he, Helian Xiaoyao, and Bai Wuya all escaped from the City of Death, and returned to the Demon Way as a disciple of Nirvana.

It can be said that the Demonic Dao is able to have what it is today, all thanks to their hard work.

After the silver fox Bai Wuya died in battle, Lin Qingshui never said a word again.

I once approached him, and asked him if he regretted joining the magic way.

"I didn't regret it 3000 years ago, and I won't regret it 3000 years later."

The words are still in my ears, but people have gone away.

Jiang Xueyang said that there are two that I want to carve by myself. The first one is Lin Qingshui, so the last one should be more important in my heart.

Thinking of this, I suppressed the sadness in my heart and asked as calmly as possible: "Who is the other one?"

"Nine Heavens Wind Lord, Seal Eighteen!"

(End of this chapter)