Chapter 264 26. Clown (4.4k)
"People probably never think that in just half a day, the sky changes twice."
Li Chengqi took out a fan from somewhere and opened it with a bang. On the fan, he wrote "I am the sky!" It looked like it was about telling a story, but the audience was a little short.
He looked up at the rolling golden clouds.
"Immortal, Immortal, you are still hiding this thing."
In the distance, Li Xi'an looked coldly at the place where the sword light fell.
The huge purple dharma image collapsed with one blow, was dented, and was cut straight open, no different from when he cut through Mount Miluo. The world roared and trembled, because at this moment, two different double images appeared behind the purple giant. They walked out of the void, clasped their hands, and exploded with amazing power to help the purple giant block the sword light!
Two bone statues of the ancestor of the three statues!
"Boom——!"
The appearance was the end. The two bone statues were instantly submerged in the golden light, and the purple dharma image failed to last until the end and burst into pieces. When a sword is sharp enough, it feels like cutting thin paper or thick steel. When you swing it, it will shatter with a sound.
This was the sword light contained in that stone tablet by Li Xi'an. He had already planned to find this world at that time, and the sword light contained under it was what he left behind.
After all, he couldn't guarantee that the awakened Wanshu Shengong would listen to him.
But it didn't matter at the moment.
If Yu Shu dies, he will not need the tribute of the God of Food.
He wants to cut off this ancestor's head.
"Who the hell are you!" Yu Shu roared, his appearance collapsed, his skin was chapped, and his originally god-like face was shattered under the sword light, revealing his original hateful nature.
"Who are you! You are not Hengxiao Jinni. Even if you are an unshakable person who has fallen into a fallen state, you cannot break my Dharma when you are an emperor!" He looked like a madman.
The purple wood dragon meandered, the scales on its body peeled off, and the fierce fire burning in its eyes dimmed, like a candle.
Yu Shu raised his arms, and one magical weapon after another rose into the air, forming some kind of mysterious magic circle.
But in the gap of sword light in the sky, he received no reply to his roared question. He only saw Li Xi'an glance at him.
It made him feel like he had fallen into an ice cave.
It's like looking at a dead person, a clown.
This is so similar to a scene thousands of years ago.
With one blow, the Dharma collapsed, the road disintegrated, and a hand drove him into dust and mud! Yuchai Shunde!
The figures are thousands of years apart, but they overlap in this world.
"Roar——!" The Purple Wood Dragon roared with all its strength. Its life was connected with Yu Shu. If Yu Shu died, it would also die, and the law would collapse. Because it has spiritual intelligence, it is very special and can still exist.
An orb spit out from its mouth and hung in the air.
The smooth and rounded surface flows with divine light.
The purple energy dissipated, the Dharma form completely disappeared, Yu Shu's brow bled, and the sword light seemed to fall on top of his head, almost killing him with a sword strike. The man's eyes dimmed and lost his divine light, and endless prayers burst out at this moment, which were the cornerstone of his foundation as a true one. The Purple Wood Dragon roared furiously, with the sword light at its back, and managed to keep its will power from the sword light, and the orb made the wish power gather together.
But it was cut into two pieces!
"Yu Shu!" Purple Wood Dragon roared.
Yu Shu's eyes suddenly widened, and divine light began to flow in his eyes again.
At this moment, the sky collapsed!
The Dharma collapsed, the purple wood was cut, and the mighty sword light dragged the clouds and tore the sky apart.
He raised his head, with divine patterns all over his body, and the sword light that sliced open the Purple Wood Dragon's body turned into a ray of light the moment before it landed on top of his head, and dispersed with the wind. At the same time, countless spiritual weapons that were cut in half fell into pieces, and the two bodies of the purple wood dragon fell into the deep sea. The spiritual blood filled the air and saturated the entire sea area.
But he didn't die.
He is still Shinichi.
Yu Shu breathed, and the world seemed to rise with the tide. The flow of earth veins was still so clear in his perception.
So he laughed, from the bottom of his heart.
"Haha...hahaha!" He looked up to the sky and laughed, covering his eyes with his hands. Because he knew that there was only fear from the past in these eyes at this moment. Tears, how long has it been, how long has it been, and there are still tears in his eyes?
He put down his hand and spread it out. Divine radiance filled the air, and runes were lit up one after another, surrounding him. As long as he waved his hand, the runes would swing, like playing with the stars. Yu Shu's eyes were filled with purple energy and contained thunder. The fear was wiped away by him, and the respected ancestor seemed to have returned again.
"You...can you still draw your sword?" Yu Shu lowered his head and laughed muffledly.
His figure had already fallen into the low altitude not far from the sea, but he was still pulling his figure down so that people at high places could not see his expression clearly.
Until he stood on the water, bowing and spreading his fingers.
He is still Shinichi, still Zu.
This means that the Purple Wood Dragon, who is connected to him by the same fate, is not dead!
This is...the vitality of nearly ten types of people who once tried to attack the ten types of Zhoutian... He smiled and called, and the sea water rose due to his call, and a tsunami that could swallow the sky was brewing in the depths of the ocean.
At the top of Miluo Mountain, Zhu frowned and was about to take a step forward, but was blocked.
The wide black clothes were rolled up like a sea of black clouds. Li Xi'an stretched out his hand to stop the mole. He looked at Yu Shu in the center of the huge vortex, his eyes narrowed slightly.
"It's just something that barely stays at the true level. After all, it's been so long that the sword has become dull."
I couldn't clearly see the meaning in Li Xi'an's eyes.
Immortal.
He has heard the red dragon call him this, and he has also heard the ancient world call the red dragon this way.
Can't see clearly.
He couldn't see clearly. The red dragon has been to this world before, how did he come, and what did he do? He knows the ancestor who is sleeping here, knows the name of the other person's ancestor, and even knows how to wake up the sleeping ancestor.
The immortal is the immortal.
He doesn't understand immortality now.
"The ancestor of Yixiang is full of confidence now." On the side, Li Chengqi was fanning his fan. Only then did he notice that in addition to "I am the sky", there was also a word on the other side of the fan, which was "The Master's Dog".
"Brother Jiao." He walked up and patted Jiao on the shoulder.
"Don't worry about the Immortals. We can't figure it out, unless one day you stand in that position. I know you have the ability to kill the dragon that revived in the depths of the ocean again, but there is no need. Look what he is doing." Li Chengqi folded his fan and pointed at the figure in Xuan Yi not far away.
It may no longer be accurate to say that there is a human figure.
The characteristics of dragons have already appeared on Li Xi'an. The corners of ancient wood branches grow from the hair, and the fine red scales shrink with his breathing.
That look... was silent. This is not the way to look at a powerful enemy.
It's more like watching the actors on the stage, and... the clowns who make people laugh. Do you regard Zu as a clown?
Just as he was thinking about it, the sea surface shook, and there was a shaking feeling on the top of Miluo Mountain. The boulder crashed down, waves bloomed, and a huge head emerged from the sea, roaring! And Yu Shu smiled, he opened his arms like an emperor holding the country in his arms.
The Purple Wood Dragon stood up and took to the air, bringing Yu Shu up to the sky.
Let him overlook the world again!
As long as he is still the ancestor, there is no way he can exist in this world. So what if he is defeated? Who can block his way? The divine law is here. If he doesn't want to monopolize this opportunity and summons the supernatural minions, the ancestor of the five images will have to kneel down!
Then, the boundless and huge shadow pressed down.
The man's smile froze.
Yu Shu raised his hand, but found that he could not shake the shadow at all! The purple wood dragon roared, narrowly avoiding the black sacred mountain that was smashed down. The dark sacred mountain smashed into the sea water, like another Miluo, with layers of runes twinkling and stars projected one by one. Li Xian turned over his hand.
Chenxing Mountain shook slightly.
"Boom——!" The sea surface was sinking, thousands of meters in an instant! This is a sudden pressure, as if the weight of countless stars is pressing down on this field in an instant.
Yu Shu felt tremendous pressure, and he was struggling!
"This is..." Even if he had never seen this magical mountain, he could still realize how powerful it was. The runes on it are not the sacred mountain using magical powers, but some kind of seal!
"No matter how powerful it is, it is still a dead thing!" He turned his head and looked at the shadow that appeared on the dark mountain at an unknown time.
The Purple Wood Dragon has the same idea and rushes to attack!
I am afraid that only Zu can act under this kind of pressure, and the creatures under Zu may be directly crushed to death! Even Li Xi'an himself cannot fully grasp all the power of Chenxing Mountain. It is too powerful, so powerful that it is beyond Li Xi'an's current control.
Li Xi'an bowed and exerted his strength.
"Boom!" There was a muffled sound.
The Yu Shu on the purple wood dragon's head disappeared. Li Xi'an's claws clasped Yu Shu's face, holding down the man's body and letting him rub against the purple wood dragon's dorsal fin. The scales on the dragon's back were like thousands of sharp knives. After being dragged for several kilometers, Yu's back was covered with scars. Then before the purple wood dragon looked back and twisted its body, Taihang Baxing stretched out and held down the purple wood dragon's body. Its eight arms stretched down, making the purple wood dragon unable to move.
Li Xian just dragged Yu Shu to the rear, and then grabbed his throat.
A huge spiritual energy burst out, as vast as the sea.
Yu Shu roared, blood dripping from his forehead. He got rid of Li Xi'an's control and flew into the air. He held a coiling dragon spear in his hand. Thousands of thunder surged, covering thousands of miles around, even affecting the Eighth Route of Taihang. He wanted to kill him. Taihang Baxing was destroyed in the thunder prison!
He stabbed him with a gun!
Li Xi'an stretched out his hand, grasped the Xijian, and struck immediately.
"Zheng——!"
Yu Shu couldn't believe it, the emperor was confronting him head-on! The next moment, with his eyes wide open, Li Xi'an flew him away.
"What a broken body." Li Xi'an commented indifferently.
Ancestors are powerful in communicating with heaven and earth between their minds and souls. Fighting against an ancestor is no different from fighting an entire world. But this world gave birth to heavenly beings, which restricted Yu Shu’s power to unite heaven and earth. Yu Shu believed that he was still the ancestor and was still invincible, but he didn’t know that in Li Xi’an’s eyes, he was even in Taihang Palace. The stone rabbits encountered were not as lively as they were.
Li Xi'an's figure disappeared from the spot and hit a cross leg!
Yu Shu's spiritual thoughts were naturally powerful, but Chen Xing Mountain roared, and the weight of the stars pressed down on him. Before he could take action, Li Xi'an's cross leg had already landed on the side of his head.
"Bang!"
He was swept away and hit hard on the surface of Chenxing Mountain. At this time, even more terrible pressure came!
Li Xi'an moved his body, and after the baptism of will power, his body became stronger than before. He suppressed Yu Shu without the Purple Wood Dragon, and didn't even need to reveal his true form.
He looked at Yu Shu struggling on Chenxing Mountain.
Sword pinching technique.
As dusk rolls around, the red eight-sided ancient sword swims and vibrates like a roaring dragon. Yu Shu excepted the Panlong Spear, his natal weapon, and all weapons melted under the light of the sword. He held the gun with both hands, and the purple energy came from the east, baptizing his body, healing the scars, and at the same time turning into a barrier to resist the Fainting Sword.
He was holding the Xijian, and his whole body almost turned into sword light!
"Boom——!" On Chenxing Mountain, the purple light collided with the golden light. Wherever the light spread, the spiritual energy fell silent instantly.
At the top of Miluo Mountain, Li Chengqi looked at the two swords and rubbed his chin, seeming to be thinking about something.
And in the center of the light, a huge creature slowly stood up.
Yu Shu was hit by the Kaitian ax blade, and his body was almost cut into two pieces. He looked up and saw the winding giant, the red dragon shadow with its back to the sky.
"Dragon?" he murmured.
Zimu calls this thing...a dragon?
Li Xi'an lowered his head, the bronze ghost face seemed to be sneering.
"Dragon..." The Purple Wood Dragon, who was imprisoned in the Eighth Route of Taihang, was shocked. It stared blankly at the dragon shadow swimming in the sky, almost going crazy.
"Roar——!" Perhaps it evoked the long memory of the purple wood dragon. It burst out with astonishing power. It flew and came to Yu Shu's side. At this moment, a purple statue loomed behind them.
Yu Shu wants to reproduce the Dharma!
But the scene on the other side is despairing.
Eight arms stretched out from the void, the one above held a large bronze cauldron, one held a gold and jade long sword, the other held a red eight-sided ancient sword, and the other arm was wrapped with a moonlit river.
Some kind of magnificent atmosphere is wanton.
From that big bronze cauldron.
Behind the red dragon shadow, a golden statue stood, with the sword hanging upside down. It lowered its head and stared at Yu Shu, its red agate eyes reflecting his death.
The sun was obscured.
And the light outlines the edges of the golden statue.
There was dusk on one side and morning light on the other, and Li Xi'an lowered his head, a huge golden candle burning, "In fact, even if you are an unshakable person who has fallen into a bad situation, killing you is no different from killing a bug."
Yu Shu wiped the blood from his face.
"Do you think you only need to face me?"
The extremely ancient language was spoken, Yu Shu put his hands together, and a law emerged, as if something woke up from a long slumber, opened its eyes and peered into the world.
Li Chengqi snapped his fingers.
The sight disappeared, the law still existed, but nothing changed.
Yu Shu froze on the spot.
"You...what did you do? What did you do!"
"If this is your confidence, you can die." Li Xi'an said lightly.
He is very plain, but he has a body like a true dragon, so this plainness carries great majesty in the eyes of Zimu Jiaolong and Yu Shu. For the first time, an ancestor felt the majesty of an emperor.
"No... no, it's impossible! It's impossible for Shen Ying to abandon me, and it's impossible for Shen Ying to be blinded by ants like you!" Yu Shu broke through the majesty and roared.
After a brief period of shock, Yu Shu screamed again, "This is just an accident, just an accident. Even Yuchai Shunde is dead, why do you stop me? How could you kill me? I am the ancestor, I It’s Master Anzi Lingxia!”
The purple idol is taking shape.
Yu Shu desperately released the source of life.
He looked crazy and was still restarting the ancient language, but no matter how many times he tried, there was no response.
"Yes...I am Zu. Isn't it easy to kill you?" He said softly, "Long, Kun, and this world should all be mine..."
"They should all be mine! Just like the Supreme One, why did you abandon me? Why can't I have the opportunity to open up a small world! They are just a bunch of dirty people. Damn it, those things from Kyushu should be all It’s only right to die! Supreme, is Supreme useful? Isn’t it true that Kyushu has fallen and is still untouchable?”
"But I'm alive, I can laugh at you, you are untouchable, what's the use?" He looked at Li Xi'an, staring at the weird ghost face.
The purple statue behind him was completely formed, and he stretched out his hand and tore the purple wood dragon apart!
The spiritual blood is splashed, and the statue of the god is reborn after bathing in the spiritual blood.
He is reborn, he returns.
But the golden statue holds a sword, and the morning and dusk roll by, just like the scene that has lasted for thousands of years.
Yu Shu was swallowed up, the sword light illuminated the madness on his face, the golden light overwhelmingly dispersed the purple color, and the statue of the god was extinguished. All the lights converged at the end, and the red dragon shadow waved its sword in the sky——
——Bury the ancestors!
After the fight, unexpectedly, Wanshi Shengong didn't come out to fight.
Some clowns have to be experienced by the protagonist in person, right?
(End of chapter)