Chapter 189 188. Ancient battlefield
Gunpowder smoke enveloped the sky, and chaos reigned on all sides.
The shouts of killing continued.
Corpses are piling up every moment, including monsters and humans. Their bones were laid out to form a mountain of corpses, and their blood flowed out to form a sea.
Auras from different sources raged wildly.
The wind howls.
This is a battlefield, a battlefield where the battle flag has fallen and is in tatters.
"Roar——!" The monster's roar shook the heavens and the earth.
He jumped out of the bloody ocean, his teeth and claws piercing the giant shadow on the top of the corpse mountain.
Golden light bloomed on the forehead of this monster beast, and his golden body of soul was running rampant, gaining a powerful power that was difficult for him to control by leaving no way out.
The terrifying majesty fell, and even the monks and monsters who were charging stopped at this moment.
Some kind of will leads the domain to expand rapidly!
The imperial realm spread out like never before, condensed and fluctuated, creating the ancient palace. A beast-shaped shadow sitting cross-legged in the center of the palace glared ahead, and ancient scriptures were chanted from his mouth.
This is the Demon King!
The giant shadow on the top of Corpse Mountain moved, like a snake.
A golden sword light pierced the smoke and clouds, and the giant shadow held the sword with its ferocious arms.
"Boom——!"
The sword light fell and tore the clouds apart.
It also tore apart the demon emperor who came up. The ancient palace collapsed, the imperial realm was shattered, and the beast-shaped shadow sitting in the center of the palace was instantly swallowed up by the light.
The huge falling sword light engulfed the Demon King without stopping, and then hit the battlefield. The earth was separated, and there were endless cracks like the clouds in the sky. The sea of blood steamed, and countless creatures were wiped out by this blow, leaving no bones.
The sun shines from behind the clouds, and golden tulle hangs from the torn edges.
The giant shadow on the corpse mountain was slowly illuminated.
Like a snake or a dragon, it has eight arms and a red body.
He looked down at the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood, and that bronze bone face looked like a terrifying and abominable evil ghost in the eyes of the creatures on the battlefield.
Li Xi'an saw the hatred and fear in the eyes of those creatures.
How strange.
Do the creatures in the ancient battlefield projected in the Taihang Palace Trial actually have their own emotions?
After returning to Taihang from Changbai, he stepped into Taihang Palace again.
Previously, each level of trial had only one creature representing that level. From rising, to Ju Ling, Yang Shen, and even Ji Palace.
The trials of these realms only correspond to one person.
But now he has not experienced the so-called trial and has come to an ancient battlefield. But it is not so much a battlefield as all the creatures on this battlefield are here to kill him.
According to the description of the living beings in Taihang Palace.
This projection represents all the levels before Zhenyi.
"Kill!" After a short breath of silence after Xijian's sword light fell, a human monk roared.
"Kill! Kill!"
These monks sacrificed their magic weapons, and the spiritual energy around them boiled. Likewise, their brows are cracking, overflowing with golden light.
Although Li Xi'an did not practice this path, he knew that this was the disintegration of the golden body of the soul.
The spiritual energy used by these monks has far exceeded the limit of Yang Shen realm monks. Not only the golden body of the soul, but also cracks appeared on the body.
Several rays of escaping light struck, making them doubt their murderous intentions.
The natal instrument.
But it's useless.
Even the monks at the Extreme Palace Realm looked weak in Li Xi'an's eyes, why mention these Yangshen Realm monks?
The huge body was winding, and the sudden strong wind swept the bodies of the monks who were killed. Using the scales as thick knives, they and their own life weapons collided with the body, turning into blurred flesh and blood. The life weapons roared, Instantly shattered.
Li Xi'an saw it clearly.
Hatred burned in these people's eyes.
The ancient battlefield under the projection of Taihang Palace, he did not really create the creatures in the mountains of corpses and seas of blood. The emotions of the people and demons here come from the past. Obviously, they once fought a powerful being far superior to them on this battlefield. All their sorrow, fear, anger and hatred were towards the creatures who stood in his position in the past.
What do you want me to know?
The red dragon shadow raised its head and looked towards the sky.
The murderous intent is still spreading in this land.
This is a battlefield.
He must kill all the living creatures on this battlefield to be qualified to face Shinichi.
The monster beasts and human monks were slain again.
Li Xi'an meandered on the top of the corpse mountain and looked into the distance. The abyss created by the Xijian was surrounded by dense figures, extending to the horizon. Black smoke replaced the clouds, and the earth turned foul-smelling scarlet.
Blood and fire wash the world. The red dragon shadow roared and the air screamed. The shock crushed the figures around him who were attacking again into pieces.
The empty and dark domain emerged with the mountain of corpses as its center.
The boundless blackness is glittering with stars.
And the stars are beating with world-destroying flames.
Li Xi'an soared into the sky, hovering high in the sky, and the sea of black and red clouds rolled over his scales.
At the same time, eight arms gathered around him, hanging down naturally to form a seal. The seal that has been perfected again.
The power of the ancient stars naturally rises and flows in the seal.
In the eyes of the spirits on the ground, a seal that could crush the sky descended.
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Taihang, night.
The lake and sea are quiet, reflecting the stars in the sky. And a few big geese were swimming on the water, flapping their wings, and shattering the stars in the lake.
They formed a row and slowly swam ashore from the lake.
When night comes, it's almost time for them to rest.
But even when they were about to take a break, those heads were still raised, showing off their bully demeanor.
They rarely restrained themselves when passing the ginkgo tree on the island in the middle of the lake, but when they found that the girl who usually sat on the ginkgo tree was missing, they raised their heads in an instant, as if their previous honest appearance was just an illusion.
After the geese huddled up in their nests and fell asleep to the night and the rustling of the towering ancient tree.
The singing sounds from far away to near, very blurry at first, and after a while it becomes clearer and clearer.
It was a girl's voice, and she sang with emotion.
"I have horns on my head and a tail behind me."
"The boss is not at home..."
The singing stopped.
The lake, which had been undisturbed by the bullies, rippled again.
The girl stepped across the water and walked to the island in the middle of the lake.
"Hey, Lao Zhang, I'm back." She patted the trunk of the ancient tree thousands of meters high.
silence.
Myolie Chu's expression did not change. This was her habit, and she did not expect this ancient tree to really respond.
The girl sat casually on the grass and looked at the mountains under the night.
There is no so-called core area in the Taihang Mountains. The reason why this place is regarded as the center of Taihang among the spirits is simply because it is the residence of the dragon.
When one side of the realm collapsed and arrived in Kyushu, it returned to Taihang. The Taihang Palace manifested itself from the stone walls of the mountains, causing the spiritual energy here to be much higher than other places.
At night, you can see the white mist formed by saturated spiritual energy.
The land is shrouded like a veil, making the lake and trees even more mysterious in the eyes of the spirits.
At this time, the fog was gathering, and soon the rolling ridgelines of the mountains disappeared from Chu Xing'er's sight, leaving only the lake and the fog.
She took out a red belt from her purse and folded it neatly.
Prayer belt.
It is generally used by people to make wishes and pray for blessings. Blessing ribbons are usually hung on the wishing trees of ten directions. When people tie this blessing ribbon for themselves and their families, they are pious and full of sincere love for their families. She slowly unfolded the prayer ribbon. The red satin was very smooth, and the fabric and workmanship were exquisite.
However, the woman who originally hung up the prayer belt was unable to return the prayer belt.
The prayer tape slowly disappeared in Chu Xing'er's hands and gradually became transparent.
The prayer ribbon in her hand turned into red fragments and dispersed like flowing clouds, like a fire in her hand.
The girl stood up and turned her back to the lake.
His fingers moved randomly, completely breaking up the ribbon.
"Sprinkle some water," she shouted.
"Speaking of which, this Jiaolong is busy enough. He didn't even take care of Lao Zhang when he came back this time. He just ran into the Taihang Palace."
"Donor, benefactor, sometimes some things cannot be rushed or rushed."
Her figure disappeared under the night.
The geese in the nest suddenly raised their heads, and they noticed that the ginkgo tree outside the nest was glowing.
The branches extend out like palms and are covered with red ribbons.
The girl was sitting on a tree taking care of things. She took one and folded it and put it in her pocket.
(End of chapter)