Chapter 805 Sinking
"This time, he doesn't need us to help him?"
The young man in blue shirt was sitting not far away, crossing his legs and asked leisurely.
On the other side, the boy in red shirt had an expressionless face and said calmly: "It's too late, this is his only way."
"Tsk, you are so useless." The boy in blue shirt conjured a fruit out of nowhere, grabbed it in his hand and took a bite: "Aren't you so powerful? Why are you so useless at the critical moment?"
"Because you are here."
The boy in red shirt turned his eyes and looked at him: "With you here, there is not much I can do."
"It's not just me, right? There's that one - the Bitter Sea Lantern Bell!" The boy in blue shirt said with a smile: "Yes, why didn't it come out this time?"
"No more."
The boy in red shirt said calmly: "The lamp bell is gone."
"Yes, he took it off." The boy in blue shirt took another bite of the fruit: "Then you go and help."
"I..."
After hesitating for a moment, the boy in red shirt asked: "You won't stop me this time?"
"I'll be with you." The young man in blue shirt threw away the fruit and said with a smile: "I can't. We really want to see him sink, right?"
"..."
After a moment of silence, the boy in red shirt said: "Even if you fish him out, you will still stop me in the end."
"Let's talk about it then." The young man in blue shirt said with a smile: "Anyway, we have been fighting for I don't know how many years, and this time is the last time - he is the only hope. If you succeed, you may destroy this world, but If you let him sink, not only will the world be gone, but so will he.”
"In this case, it's better to take a gamble and discuss our affairs later."
The boy in red shirt didn't reply, just nodded silently.
Then, they turned their eyes at the same time and looked forward.
Ahead is a deep pool of water.
The water in this pool was as dark as ink, with stars looming in it, and a few bubbles popping up from time to time.
……
Fu Qingzhou sank deeper and deeper into the water.
He opened his eyes and looked at the countless swimming fish in front of him.
These fish...he recognized them.
That was the Tai Chi fish that I had seen in my dream and in the Taixu Condensation Technique.
Their appearance is very special. Their bodies are half black and half white, their scales are extremely small, and their fins are very large, like bird wings. They are very distinctive. Once you see them once, it is difficult to forget them.
These fish were densely packed and countless in number, and they were swirling around Fu Qingzhou.
They seemed to be very close to him, coming close to him from time to time, clinging to his face, his hands, and his body, gently brushing against him like cats, and then swimming away.
The strange thing is that Fu Qingzhou also feels extremely close to them, and even feels as warm as a wanderer returning home, which makes him have the idea of "wanting to sink here forever."
However, this thought only passed by for a moment before something more overwhelmed him.
Whenever a Taichi fish touches him, countless thoughts will come to his mind.
Those thoughts... are knowledge, exercises, martial arts, spells, magical powers, and... endless mysteries.
Taoism, Buddhism, Confucianism, military strategists, demonic ways, evil ways, ghost cultivation...
There are so many, so vast like stars!
Compared with this, the endless collection of books in the True Immortal Palace is like a drop in the ocean!
In just an instant, Fu Qingzhou's self-consciousness was completely covered by them.
The third eye opened on his forehead, and all three eyes turned into a black starry sky like the pool water. The starlight in the eye circulated, reflecting the swimming figures of countless Taiji fish around him, and began to derive countless kinds of change.
Therefore, he naturally couldn't see two figures, one red and one blue, approaching him quietly.
……
boom!
With a loud noise, Fu Qingzhou stepped on Jiang Baichuan's chest!
This kick caused the entire high platform to collapse, and even the entire meeting hall below the high platform collapsed with it!
The terrifying power rumbled away, even the wind and rain were shaken away.
King Xishuo flew back in astonishment. The white mist figure behind him stretched out his finger, and the large plume of smoke and dust raised when the council hall collapsed instantly dispersed.
"Go!"
He shouted: "Go and help Mr. Jiang!"
Lan Xiyu, Yuan Zizhen, and Ning Wuwang flew forward after hearing this. But in the next moment, the assembly hall that had just collapsed and collapsed suddenly exploded again, and countless broken wooden beams and bricks flew away.
Fu Qingzhou walked out of it with a calm expression, his three eyes opened strangely, and a smile appeared on his face.
However, there seemed to be no emotion in that smile, as if... there was a kind of divinity that made one's heart palpitate!
"Cough, cough..."
In the ruins, Jiang Baichuan struggled to free himself. While coughing blood, he slowly raised his hand towards Fu Qingzhou's back. The countless long swords scattered on the ground around him were faintly about to move.
But Fu Qingzhou didn't look back, he just raised his hand and moved his fingertips slightly.
There was just a click, and Jiang Baichuan's right hand stretched out, and the entire palm instantly exploded into blood mist and powder!
"Hmm!"
Cold sweat immediately broke out on his forehead, he gritted his teeth and shouted in a muffled voice from under his long disheveled hair: "Go...go!"
But at this time, it was too late for him to shout.
The sword of wisdom and the sword of benevolence have been handed to Fu Qingzhou.
This time, Fu Qingzhou also just moved his fingers.
So, while they were still swooping in, they suddenly fell to the ground as if they were struck by a huge force, blasting two deep pits out of the ground!
"Master Fu, Master Fu..."
In the deep pit, Yuan Zizhen's muscles and bones were almost broken. He lay on the ground in pain, vomiting blood, and reluctantly said: "I am, I am you..."
Fu Qingzhou ignored him and walked over.
Lan Xiyu was in a much higher realm and was not injured that badly. When Fu Qingzhou passed by, she got angry again and stabbed him with a sword!
The next moment, she saw Fu Qingzhou turn his head and look over with three eyes as deep as the stars.
With the Wisdom Sword in her hand, it can provide her with endless calculations. She can clearly see the countless changes in the enemy and the countless weaknesses of the opponent in an instant.
But...at this moment, Zhijian was dumbfounded.
Yes, what Lan Xiyu felt at this moment was that Zhijian was stupid.
It lost all its abilities and turned into an ordinary sword.
An instant later, under Fu Qingzhou's expressionless eyes, Lan Xiyu felt as if she had been hit hard. She flew more than ten feet away with her sword and rolled to the ground.
The next one to arrive is Ning Wuwang.
He had gone a little further before, but now he arrived.
His eyebrows were like lightning, and he pointed his fingers like a sword, stabbing at him from afar.
This sword finger seemed to have the cooperation of heaven and earth, and an unimaginable huge force came crashing down. The floor tiles behind Fu Qingzhou shattered inch by inch and exploded into powder!
But he himself was not harmed in any way and just looked at Ning Wuwang indifferently.
Ning Wuwang was extremely shocked.
The Wuwu Sword can borrow the power of heaven and earth...how could it fail? How can it fail?
How is it possible that you can't even lift a corner of the other person's hair?
But he had no chance to think.
The same invisible blow fell on him, knocking him away and rolling to the side.
Before losing consciousness, he only vaguely felt that... the power Fu Qingzhou was using at this time... was somewhat similar to Wuwang Sword?
During this process, King Xishuo kept retreating.
He kept muttering in a low voice, as if he was talking to the white mist figure behind him. The more he spoke, the more solemn his expression became.
Some of his men dared to rush up and try to control Fu Qingzhou, but in the end they could only be blown away like waves being pushed away.
Of course, when more people saw that their strongest people were defeated, they were already shocked and retreated.
Soon, Fu Qingzhou stood in front of King Xishuo.
The three deep eyes slowly raised and looked at the white mist figure.
In the facial outline of the white mist figure, there seemed to be a set of eyes, looking down.
"Buddha..."
At this moment, behind Fu Qingzhou, in the ruins of the meeting hall, an extremely old and weak voice came: "Sea of blood, cassock... lead them with the sea of blood..."
Fu Qingzhou slowly turned around, as if he wanted to understand what Huijue was talking about.
At this moment, King Xishuo's pupils condensed!
The white mist figure behind him sank suddenly, overlapping with his figure. Then "they" waved their hands at the same time, and suddenly pulled out the scabbard of the king's sword. A blood streak naturally appeared between King Xishuo's palms.
Blood stains adhered to the scabbard of the Wang Sword, and the scabbard suddenly shed thousands of lights and slammed towards Fu Qingzhou!
(End of chapter)