Chapter 299 61. Shadow
Fiery brightness filled the entire sight, and the majestic figure swimming in the sky disappeared. His vision was dark, but he smiled.
"Shake and shake, shake and shake, the clay doll in my hometown opened its eyes again..."
The clay doll opened its eyes, and the dark vision suddenly became brighter.
As far as the eye can see, there are huge sacred mountains that are dark and have lava flowing on their surface. These mountains stand tall, and the residual warmth they emit evaporates the rainwater from the vast sea.
Changbai.
The sacred snow-topped mountain in the past has returned to ancient times, and the king He chose is also bathed in divine fire and reborn.
Zhao Yao Lanxing took a breath and reached out to rub the waxy chin that had not receded. Two years ago, he cut off one of the creature's arms and received an oath. The Changbai King said that if they meet again, he will definitely cut off his head.
Zhao Yao Lanxing smiled and reached out to pat the dirt and dust off his Taoist robes.
"Today's juniors, each one is more angry than the last. They are all old people, and they don't know how to respect the old and care for the young." He moved his mouth, and his strength was gradually rising.
This power from outside the world is helping him to reanimate his body. In the small world, his body uses the special spiritual power transmitted by the Dharma to the doll in Kyushu.
It's convenient, but it has shortcomings. The power contained in the clay doll is not comparable to the real Jiuxiang Zhenyi, even if it is against the real ancestor, the power it can exert beyond common sense depends entirely on Zhao Yao Lanxing's own understanding of Taoism. The so-called qualitative change, the clay doll cannot change quantitatively, but he itself has already undergone a qualitative change.
"But even so, can't you do anything to the Taihang Jiaolong?" Zhao Yao Lanxing frowned, and he casually made a sword move. He looked like a veteran on the stage. He danced his fat body, without a sword in his hand, but with the murderous intention coming, the spiritual energy around him suddenly dispersed, and a gap was cut open.
"Hiss——" Halfway through the sword dance, Zhao Yao Lanxing suddenly stopped moving, with a little surprise on his eyebrows.
"Hey, this dragon! It seems to be rough and primitive, and it is instinctive to defeat all means, but it actually has a way? Where does it come from, Hengxiao Jin Ni?" He stopped and started moving again. At the corner of Changbai Mountain, he Evolving and calculating alone, until the final sheath of the sword, a ray of light appeared in the dark sky, faint but visible.
"The gold of the five elements, the pinnacle of the path of killing..." He murmured, but shook his head. "It's not the original five elements. There is something in this dragon. A completely unknown thing brought these things. The Tao method is natural... This is the Tao method! Tsk tsk tsk, it's not simple! There is no sense of mistakes, and there is no thinking about evolution. Process, has such a terrible thing become the instinct of a living being? ”
Zhao Yao Lanxing shook his head, patted his sleeves and was about to leave, but suddenly, a strong wind roared, and the high temperature directly ignited the woods around Zhao Yao Lanxing! Golden burning circles appeared on the edges of the leaves, and sparks filled the air.
"Hoo——!"
Two scarlet full moons were held high, overlooking the stunned middle-aged man.
A huge humanoid shadow enveloped him.
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The boundless sea descends for a whole month, the Tianshan Mountains, the Gate of Ghosts, and the cornerstone of the altar.
Li Xi'an opened his eyes and looked east.
This was the seventh day after the battle with Zhaozhao Lanxing. Just as he expected, he could be calm for seven days. Seven days later, the dark clouds of the vast sea pushed over again, and the last ray of light disappeared the moment he opened his eyes.
The cold wind lifted up his sleeves and robe. He was slender, but standing here, he looked like a black flag.
The atmosphere around Li Xi'an began to change.
There is an inexplicable air flow from low to high, with a golden arc of light. Next to his hand was a square sword case, almost as high as his elbow, and it hit the ground like a dark stone tablet. The two sword hilts are exposed. His hand was now resting on one of the sword hilts. The nameless black stone was a gift from the heaven of the ancient world. He forged the sword box and engraved it with seal characters, which symbolized dawn and dusk, and the alternation of day and night.
In the distance, the sky is as black as dripping ink.
The clouds were rolling and there was a faint thunder.
Li Xi'an looked up and saw the huge thing deep in the clouds. He was swimming in the sea of clouds high in the sky with a cold gaze. At the moment when their eyes met, the behemoth tore through the clouds and fell straight down in the heavy rain!
On the way down, under the heavy rain, the huge figure shrank, and finally became a human figure.
Using the wind and rain as a blade, he dragged a distorted halberd and smashed it in the direction of Li Xi'an. The violent air waves shattered the rain curtain.
Through the halberd smashed down by the pole, Li Xi'an could see the ferocious smile on the figure's face, as well as the pair of eyes burning with green will-o'-the-wisps.
"Boom!" There was a muffled sound. The sword box hit the ground.
Li Xi'an drew his sword.
The golden light overflowing from the sword box almost flooded the world at this moment.
The sword box was warm and glowing, and the moment it was pulled out, it was almost equivalent to the power of Li Xi'an wielding Taihang Baxing.
The halberd was shaken away and its blade cracked. Before the pale figure could take back the halberd, red claws stretched out from the light and clasped his head, hanging him in the air. Huge power came from this claw, and it was about to crush his head! The will-o'-the-wisp is swaying, but the smile on this face is even more twisted.
He wanted to wave the halberd blade in his hand again, but a red sword cut through the golden light and cut half of his body.
The dazzling golden light faded.
He finally got to meet the owner of the claw. Under the wide sleeves of the robe is the claw that holds him, with flowing muscle lines and fine red scales opening and closing. The long sword that erupted with golden light was stuck on the black altar, and the red sword that cut off half of his body was held by the other hand.
The figure stared at the pair of golden eyes, still smiling.
"You are desecrating the dead!"
"This body?" he said, the dancing will-o'-the-wisp in his eyes not extinguishing but becoming more intense.
"I didn't expect that Emperor Long Yuan could not last even half a moment after I assimilated." He raised his eyebrows, and there was no trace of pain on his face from losing half of his body.
Of course not.
The owner of this body is long dead.
The one who controls this body now is something from the vast sea, a monster that is causing chaos in Kyushu.
"When did you notice me? Actually, I wanted to give you a surprise. The corpse can also talk and so on." It is unimaginable that the claws holding his head have such terrifying power, and he can still speak freely, Not affected. Li Xi'an's claws carried divine fire, a flame that could not be ignored by inhabiting other people's bodies.
It's a big guy.
"If you can only say these words, you can shut up forever." Li Xian's face was expressionless, and the Xijian beside him was trembling slightly, as if he would leave the altar and rise into the sky in the next moment.
"Of course not." The figure smiled and said, "Master Taihang, you are willing to be restrained here, have you never thought about where the ghosts who escaped from here went? I don't think you can't see that this is a seal, Tianshan Doesn’t the altar look like the one in Yanguo’s imperial capital?”
"She lied to you!"
"How can a living person believe the words of a dead thing?" He struggled to twist his head under his claws, turned his face in the direction of Li Xi'an, and showed a sincere and sincere expression.
But the next moment, Xijian rose into the sky and chopped off his head.
The head fell to the ground and rolled around until it was held up by the black stone sword box. The expression on his face seemed to be a little confused, and the will-o'-the-wisps were still dancing in his eyes.
"Why? Do you believe that woman so much?"
"How can a living person believe the words of a dead person?" Li Xi'an asked back. He raised his hand and dropped the faint sword, completely shattering the will-o'-the-wisp.
Recently, I have greatly changed the direction of the plot, which makes it difficult for me to write. In addition, the course design of the university is a bit difficult, so - send it.
Never do this again.
There will be another chapter later.
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