Chapter 130 129. Kings (2)
In the imperial capital, Zhao Xingzhou, Li Shishuang and others stood on the ancient city wall.
The entire ancient capital came to life, and the guards in heavy armor had risen from their long sleep, all looking up at the sky.
There is heavy snow in the sky, but there are extremely gorgeous fireworks blooming high in the sky.
At this moment, the fireworks are no longer an illusion, but reality, a terrifying and terrifying reality! The fall of one world is returning to the land of Kyushu in this world! The ending may be beautiful, but the process is very fatal to the creatures living on this land!
Who can bear the weight of the world?
The Imperial Capital may be able to do so. All the living beings have awakened and are guarding this ancient capital. But on this land, not only the people of the imperial capital are called people, but there are also many people who did not die in the Great Resurrection living near the Taihang Mountains. Now they may all fall with this world!
"Boom——!"
The clouds roared extremely high, and the friction shook the world.
The fiery red and golden orange colors spread with the Taihang Mountains as the center, like a layer of tulle gently covering the horizon, and like a skirt dancing with the wind and snow, swaying and falling.
People under the blooming fireworks raised their heads and swallowed unconsciously. This scene is too gorgeous and beautiful, and the cost of witnessing this scene is most likely their lives.
To the north of Taihang Mountain, where the skirt extends.
There are countless villages and towns along the way, but there is no revival of the ancient city and no living guardians. The creatures fled into the mountains and rivers, hunkering down as much as possible in the face of this devastating disaster, with no remaining strength to resist. The defense line built by the demons and the rising ones is extremely weak before this kind of disaster. But they still looked up at the extended skirt. The violent sound of the clouds rubbing against each other was like thunder, and it was like thousands of huge waves crashing on the rocks.
They knew that disaster was coming.
But suddenly, along with the sound of violent friction, came the tremor of the earth!
The unparalleled high temperature bloomed, tearing apart the fallen debris of the world, smelting it into pure spirit and releasing it back to Kyushu. Wan Ling looked towards the center of the high temperature. It was a pale humanoid creature with a tall body that was comparable to a mountain. As he walked, his steps alone could cause the earth to roar, leaving unimaginable huge footprints along the way.
He is covered with pale hair and covered with a gray-black stone mask, which looks like it was cast after solidification of lava. He was humanoid in shape, with slender arms. He walked with a slightly hunched back. The majesty that accompanies the high temperature alone made living beings unable to lift their heads.
This creature is burning.
The skin under the hair flowed through lava-like veins. As his breathing rose and fell, a vast and majestic domain descended, covering the land he looked at.
Raise your hand to melt the debris of the world and continue walking towards the center of the gorgeous fireworks.
The king of Changbai, the transparent seat.
On the other side, east of Taihang Mountain, a six-armed creature covered in golden armor appeared on the visible screen of the imperial capital. He sat upright in the void, with his six arms forming different handprints. There were waves in the sky. These waves swept over the wreckage, melted together with the wind and snow, and turned into water and fell to the earth.
"What is this?" Someone exclaimed on the wall of the ancient city of the imperial capital.
The methods revealed alone are already terrifying, and they successfully dealt with the fallen world fragments east of the Taihang Mountains with ease.
"Another king..." Zhao Xingzhou murmured.
"Plural kings have appeared in the Taihang Mountains!" He didn't know whether this was a good thing or a bad thing.
To the west of Taihang Mountain, the sky is full of wind and snow.
It was very unusual. The snow in the depth of winter should not be so brutal, but the wind and snow buried the gorgeous fireworks, so that the creatures on this land could not see anything, and naturally they could not see the magical birds dancing in the snow. The feathers are like ice crystals, with a crown on the head, dragging the complicated and slender tail feathers, flapping its wings and flying high in the sky, just like the path of a bright blue comet.
The low cry of the divine bird is hidden in the wind and snow, and ancient texts are chanted.
A domain may be in the wind and snow, or it may remain outside the wind and snow, or the domain may be the wind and snow.
Wrapping up the fragments, it turned into vast white snow and fell. Unknown to the creatures on the ground, it took the snowflakes and melted into pure spirits and returned to the land of Kyushu.
The Lord of the Snowy Plateau, Bingfeng.
To the south of the Taihang Mountains, people could only see a round figure slowly walking across the ground, smashing the fireworks into fragments with one slap after another. This creature is more fat than strong. Even though it has reached this point, it is still eating some kind of huge vegetation in its mouth.
Black and white, fart, fart, fart.
The mountain-like body was shocking, but when I saw the head, I couldn't help but feel that I was dreaming. If it is said that the journey of a living being will bring about astonishing changes in the body, such as ferocious divine majesty, etc., then this guy is different. There seems to be no change except for the huge body. It is basically a giant panda that has only been enlarged many times.
His behavior is similar to that of his kind.
Only the method of slapping the remains of a world made people realize that this should be the king of some ancient sacred mountain.
Leisurely, like a walk after a meal...or maybe a walk while eating.
Far away in the Qinling Mountains, the spirits lowered their heads to watch their king leave. That round figure could not be called majestic at all. "The king of the Qinling Mountains controls the barbarians."
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Li Xi'an was falling.
Falling in the boundless darkness, holding the broken hole flute in his hand.
At the last moment, the heavenly cauldron hung on his head, and all the eight branches of Taihang came out.
Jin Xiao's last words asked him to take away the ninth statue of the True Bone Statue, the Dongxiao Dragon Girl. This dragon girl is a genuine Zhou Tian Shi Category. Even if she dies, that divine bead can help Li Xi'an peek into the mystery of the real dragon.
But he didn't. He tried his best to take away anything he could in the end and took away the broken Dongxiao.
Fall, fall.
The stars are flowing around me.
That is a twisted void channel. A large, broken hand covered Li Xi'an's body, protecting him for the last part of the journey.
Fireworks bloomed in the darkness, filling Li Xi'an's eyes.
The golden lotus is spinning, and the petals composed of ancient characters are flowing, as if there is something more, reflecting the collapse of the world.
The big bronze cauldron floated and roared.
The patterns on the tripod are so complex that it is unimaginable. This is a world, and the tripod carries the entire world on its back.
He closed his eyes and seemed to fall asleep while falling.
I don't know how long it took, but Li Xi'an's closed eyes suddenly opened.
The darkness receded from in front of him, and the big hand completely collapsed and turned into fluorescent powder. The endless power of wishes gathered into a river with the praying figures, and poured into the world icon engraved on the bronze tripod body. Clouds gathered, monks holding swords, green mountains and flowing water, insects, fish, birds and beasts seemed to come to life at this moment.
It was as if someone was whispering in the endless darkness.
It was a prayer.
There is also a "thank you" mixed in with the prayers. The darkness receded, the whispers disappeared, and the familiar air filled my nose.
Clouds, gorgeous flowers.
Li Xi'an looked at the terrible disaster that was unfolding, unmoved, his hair flying backwards covered his cheeks, and he was still falling.
The mole is here, and there are many unknown guests.
But since it was him who brought about the disaster, how could there be any reason for the guest to take action? This world was shattered by him, carried by him, and its bones should be buried by him himself!
"Oh!" Myolie Chu opened her mouth wide.
Eight arms covered with red scales hung down from the clouds. The arms stretched in all directions and were divided into four images. All the creatures in Taihang Mountain have noticed. The kings walking around Taihang Mountain also cast their eyes on the eight arms.
The iron scales are fastened together, rhythmically soothing.
The arms were bent and the claws formed seals. The spirit is boiling and surging. This is the sky, this is the earth, and this is the world where he is buried!
"The Seal of Four Symbols and All Directions." The falling creature groaned softly.
In ancient times, Bao Xi, the king of the world, looked up to observe the phenomena in the sky, and looked down to observe the laws on the earth; he observed the patterns of birds and beasts in harmony with the earth;
A world is emerging and dying.
A world is manifesting.
Li Xi'an stretched out his hand and shook his hand toward the sky.
Looking up to the sky and the earth, the seals reflecting the dead spirits fell down.
A storm swept through.
Ten years of cold weather, a hundred days of wind and rain, God will reward your hard work.
I wish all students good luck in the college entrance examination!
(End of chapter)