Chapter 338 100. Shinichi (4.5k)
In the East China Sea of the Yan Kingdom, the dazzling golden light was like jade, and a bolt of lightning split open the clouds. The light scattered, dyeing the surrounding thick clouds iron blue, and the sea of clouds rolled, mixed with the roar of thunder.
No matter how far or near, this ray of light shines into the eyes of all the spirits, as if they were in a trance for a moment.
When they were chasing that light, they raised their heads and saw a sea of iron-green clouds rolling in, with a pale golden light curtain falling in the gap.
This land has ushered in a long-lost light.
In the battlefield of fighting, the corpses of the vast sea roared uneasily. They lowered their bodies and kept looking back in the direction of the ocean. The rain is still pouring, but it's no longer cold. The crest of the incoming black tide narrowed and receded, revealing the ruins and land that had been soaked for a long time, as well as the dead people.
Deep in the vast sea, a beam of light shot straight into the sky.
In the distance, there are countless such pillars of light, continuous and continuous.
If you look at the sea from a high altitude, you will find that these light pillars pave a road, or in other words, it is a path that a certain creature has walked. The beam of light overturned the sea surface and wiped out the tide of corpses. In this dark sky and earth, it is like stars twinkling, guiding the way for pedestrians.
River map.
Draw a picture of the blueprint of the universe and chart the paths of the stars. Legend has it that the River Map allows the master to walk among the stars without any restraint. Every bright star is a signpost on the River Map. In the vast sea of stars, one can accurately locate a specific star and arrive there in one breath. . In front of the river map, there seems to be a bridge in the lonely universe, which can help the owner find, touch and step on the bridge to reach the place he wants.
At this moment, in the center of the light pillar rising from the river map, the dragon's shadow flashed away. Almost at the same time, another light pillar had risen thousands of miles away.
Those extremely ancient words flowed through Li Xi'an's eyes, and the words flickered beside him, outlining the laws of the ancient river map for him. The light engulfed his scales in an instant, and sent him to an extremely far distance in an instant. By the way, the waves and bones coming towards him were annihilated in the light.
The ancient method from the Yellow River, he had rarely used it before.
Being in Kyushu, crossing the distance is not so necessary. On a few occasions, he can also rely on the moon bow to break the distance limit. Until now, the laws of the river map are intertwined, and the Yellow River that gave him this knowledge and writing seems to be stubborn in conferring the crown on him. This crown does not symbolize the Yellow River's succession, but his path to the top.
It was also now that the ancient river of origin showed him its true power.
The law that can cross the stars in an instant faces the vast sea. No matter how vast it is, it is not worth mentioning in front of the river map. It is as small as the pond at the door of the house, which can be seen at a glance.
He is sublimating, he is dying.
But not before that.
Li Xi'an whispered: "You can't escape."
The golden candle burned, the scales chimed, and he locked the pale ghost.
Deep in Longyuan, the other party also saw him. The pale ghost was hysterical and tried to escape, but the light beam came down and the entire Longyuan was blocked. Li Xi'an randomly cast the projection of a star as a prison cage.
It has not yet arrived, but its great power has already gone ahead.
This is... Shinichi!
…………
In Changbai Mountain, Tongmingzuo crushed the head of a monster and threw away the limp body.
He looked up and saw the sun rising in the east.
Fire, golden fire spread across the distant skyline. The fire covered the black clouds, burning the entire sky red, and the color was like iron in a furnace. Pillars of light rose up one after another, but they did not rise, because the Transparent Seat observed the source of the light pillars, which came from the sky and the deep universe. It is the light of the stars that travels across infinite distances to this land, bringing power to this dark sea.
His people also noticed it, scratching their heads and pointing at the glow, shouting excitedly.
Tongmingzuo didn't know what his people were shouting, and there was no expression on his face covered with volcanic black rock.
The light falling from the skyline shone down, covering his face with interlaced shadows, which were protruding stones, and his crescent-like scarlet pupils were silent in the shadows.
The black tide was receding, and the depth that was originally below his knees only reached his ankles in just a few breaths. The corpses rely on the vast sea to travel. The vast sea recedes, and the corpses are hidden in the tide. Those huge shadows are leaving quietly.
He knows who it is.
There is only one creature that can create such a scene.
Everyone made an agreement to keep him safe, but he broke the agreement and embarked on this road of no return.
The Transparent Seat has no expression, no regrets and sorrow for old friends, only an iron-like black stone mask that throws shadows wantonly.
He took a step and stepped into the receding water again. The corpse that had not yet gone away made a harsh neighing sound, because the Transparent Seat turned into lava the moment he stepped into the water. The flames changed from golden red to pure white, and his hair was flying. He was no longer a flesh and blood body, but pure flames, pure divine fire. The seawater was evaporated and the corpses were burned to ashes.
The people of Changbai cheered for victory, but the next moment they fell silent.
Their king walked far away, stepped into the sea water, and walked away facing the burning flames. The water was dark, but it still reflected the sun in the sky, as if the aloof king had walked into a ball of flames.
Without hesitation, they followed the footsteps of the Transparent Seat and walked into the flames. The sea water rippled, reflecting the faces that were either ferocious or solemn.
In mid-air, a white shadow stepped across the sea water, its eyes were full of blood, and its ears were like branches. She moved quickly, crossing the march behind in an instant and arriving at the Transparent Seat. The Transparent Seat just glanced at it and stopped paying attention, letting it walk beside him.
The gray-feathered divine bird screamed loudly, followed by a crowd of demons and ghosts.
The king of Daxinganling, Xue Qi, and all her demons and monsters.
"Is it him?" Xue Qi asked.
"It's him."
"Then you are going to settle the general ledger? You have to bring me with you. He is kind to us after all." Xue Qi said.
"No, I just went to see him." Tongmingzuo replied. "It doesn't matter if you want to come. He will be happy to have new faces."
…………
Hundred Thousand Mountains, the mole suddenly opened his eyes.
All the dark golden stone tablets that lit up around him were extinguished.
He found Nanzhu, but he didn't rely on Yufa, and it was somewhat different from what he expected.
Mole raised his head, and all the creatures in Shiwandashan raised their heads at the same time. Golden light covered their faces, illuminating the bloodshot eyes in their eyes and the fatigue deep in their hearts. The heavy rain stopped, and people slumped on the ground, looking at the roars that no longer appeared around them, as if they would fall asleep in the next moment.
"It's really... God's blessing." Someone breathed a long sigh of relief.
God...?
Looking back at the mountains, the picture is no longer dark, the green hills are stretching, the branches and leaves are green, and even the water droplets swirling on the leaves are crystal clear in the sun.
In everyone's eyes, this is the dissipation of disaster. It may be as temporary as before, but it doesn't matter at all. Their souls finally found peace and no longer heard the roars and roars of the undead.
But not Zhu. He stared at the Sinking Star Mountain. The stars rose and fell on the mountain wall. Following the light of those stars, his thoughts seemed to be drawn to a very far away place.
He once thought about where the anchor point of Nan Zhu was? In the world of Tianguan, he is not invaded and roars and fights like a god. What exactly is he attached to? Everything has nostalgia, and all the spirits in the world are inevitable. He thought about it and asked, but he couldn't get an answer.
But when the familiar light pierced the dark clouds and the familiar flame stirred the ocean, he seemed to have a vague answer.
Is it this land?
Reasons that allow him to climb the ladder without getting lost, fall into the pale without being stained with filth.
At least not his own life.
Thinking of this, Miao couldn't help but laugh again. "Buzz!" The earth trembled slightly, and the mountains shook. The shaking shook off all the water droplets swirling on the branches and leaves. The rustling mist rose with the leaves, like a beautiful light rain in early spring.
Twelve golden stone tablets lifted up Chenxing Mountain, and he spread his hands and placed them in his palms.
On the other side, there are three arms holding the Bahuang together. The red copper Changge is filled with the smell of blood, giving the originally peaceful mountains a sense of chilling.
A door opens.
You can hear the waves crashing behind the door, the waves are rising and falling, and there are even gusts of sea breeze.
He turned around and stopped when he was about to step into the door. Behind him, Gu Masters in long clothes lined up in a long line, and further away, there were huge monsters bowing their heads.
"Please fight!" they shouted in unison.
…………
In the Imperial Capital and Houtu, the screen kept flashing pictures from various places.
Everyone in the conference room stared blankly at those pictures, speechless for a long time.
"At the same time, Changbai, Shiwandashan, Taihang, Qinling Mountains, and the Snowy Region, all the kings set out for battle." The young man swiped beside the screen, "There are also places farther away, such as the wolf king in the grassland, he crossed When the Great Wall set foot in the Central Plains, we thought it would be a devastating blow to the towns in the rear, but he did nothing. He simply passed by, and his route was highly overlapped with other kings."
One of the images flickers by, showing a storm avoiding a town and wolves stalking the wilderness. Not only are there wolves, but there are people on the wolves’ backs, just like the witchcraft shaman in the records, holding a bone staff. The most eye-catching thing among them is the huge thing in the center of the storm, which is silver-gray and glows like the moon.
The young man swiped his fingers, and another scene flashed across the sky. It was a sky full of wind and snow, with divine birds singing loudly and their wings spreading across the sky.
"God Qixue, the creatures there sing her praises like this." The young man said, pointing to a corner of the picture, "Those are the people of this god."
In the picture, mist fills the air, and women walking in the mist can be vaguely seen. There are many of them, at least far beyond the scope of observation. Wearing a tulle and a flower crown on her head, wherever she goes, plague, hunger, and suffering are purified, and her image is like the mythical Snow Maiden.
"There are also Longhu Mountain and Wudang, where the disciples are born with almost no traces left."
The scene turned, and there were sword lights, talismans, and all kinds of magic weapons flying in the sky.
"Is there more?" someone said in a deep voice.
"Yes." The young man smiled bitterly. He glanced at the old man sitting at the end of the long table. The other man nodded before finally removing the last picture.
After a moment of silence, someone asked in a trembling voice.
"What is that?"
He stood up, eyes wide. In the picture is a giant beast that has never been recorded in Houtu. It looks like a turtle, carrying a stone tablet on its back. It has double horns on its head and long beards. It is no different from a real dragon! The giant beast just carried the stone tablet on its back and cast a shadow that enveloped the mountains. It was bigger than the bodies of the kings! Looking at it, everything seems small.
"Bi Xi." Zhao Xingzhou spoke slowly at the end of the long table.
He was already very old, but his condition was hundreds of times better than before. So after a few months, he attended the meeting again.
"A mythical beast recorded in ancient books. It is good at carrying heavy objects. It looks like a turtle and is often used to carry the base of monuments. In order to erect monuments for the emperors and saints after their death and sing their praises, the ancients often used huge stone monuments to be erected on the backs of Bixi. Relying on his divine power can last forever. ”
"Of course, no one will forget the original meaning of the symbol of Bixi." Zhao Xingzhou paused and glanced in all directions. Even though his old eyelids were slack, his eyes were still as sharp as a blade, "Zhenhechuan."
< br>
"Everyone knows that the ancient symbols of mythical beasts are used based on their original power. It is self-evident that Bixi has such power."
"But... there is such a thing, why didn't it appear earlier? This is... a bastard!" The man's voice trembled. After all, the creatures in myths are too far away from the real world, and myths are all gone with the fall of Kyushu. this land. No matter how powerful the kings are, they rise together with the heaven and the earth. They know each other deeply.
"Why?" Zhao Xingzhou raised his eyes, and the man immediately felt as if a sword was pressed between his eyebrows.
"Look at the strange phenomena that appeared near the Yellow River before." He sighed and relaxed his gaze.
The Yellow River roared, and a dragon-like shadow swam by so fast it seemed like an illusion.
"Taihang Mountain God?" Someone read out the title.
"Yes, it's him."
"But there is one more thing. If the other party hadn't been dragging a heavy object, I don't think there would have been a chance to capture this scene. Of course, the other party wouldn't have cared." Zhao Xingzhou waved his hand and the picture continued to zoom in.
A huge column, the dragon's shadow almost coincides with it.
Zhao Xingzhou said softly: "I think... a scene from the myth is about to be shown in front of us, now, at this time."
"The myth named... Zhenhai."
…………
In the boundless sea, at the bottom of the Dragon Abyss, the ghost commanded the gluttonous corpse to continuously collide with the light wall of the light pillar.
But Taotie's corpse broke off the most important horn on its head, but it could not move an inch of the light wall.
The ghost took a deep breath.
He has now lost a very important carrier, the unshakable one from Tianyang Realm. The body he was interested in was destroyed by King Taihang's sword.
The corpse of the true dragon was also destroyed in that battle.
He didn't have time to search deeper in the vast sea.
Now, the dragon at the True Level will drag him to hell with him. Ghosts have experienced the netherworld of Kyushu, and he can be sure that there is no more solid reincarnation than this! Even if he is a ghost, once he dies, he will not be able to find a way to escape reincarnation once he dies in Kyushu. If it dies, it is complete death. The difficulty of doing something under that dragon's eye is not even much less difficult than getting rid of the reincarnation of Kyushu!
The rising beam of light is getting closer and closer to Long Yuan.
The Dragon Abyss is no longer the same Dragon Abyss as before. Even in the vast sea, this abyss is located at the very depths.
But this distance is nothing at all in the eyes of the other party.
monster!
The ghost type can't think of an adjective.
The Ten Categories of Zhoutian are used to describe these heaven-defying creatures, but that dragon is even scarier than him.
Dragon, as long as a hundred scales, is the pinnacle of combat power among flesh and blood creatures.
That thing... the golden candle, Xuan Yi, and three long swords flashed in the ghost's mind, it was simply the pinnacle of the pinnacle!
Even if the opportunity to transform into a dragon has long since disappeared, he can still complete his transformation at the end of his life. Of course the ghost knew that the other party would die, but he was more concerned about how he could survive in the hands of that dragon!
Suddenly, Ghost Type realized something. There was no need for him to confront the opponent head-on. Head-to-head confrontation with Dragon Type was not a good choice for Ten Types. He didn't understand this before, but he realized it in the previous battle. He can drag the other person to death, but this is not true sublimation after all!
As if grasping a life-saving straw, the ghost was frantically thinking about a way out in his heart.
He was thinking, but he ignored that the beam of light had already arrived at Longyuan!
The dragon shadow loomed in the beam of light and roared!
"Boom——!" There was a loud noise, and the sound of boiling sea water was like thunder. Above the Dragon Abyss, golden flames bloomed like flowers in the water. This flower made of flames stretched out and soon enveloped the entire abyss. The burning sensation it brought overcame the coldness of the vast sea itself, and its light even illuminated the abyss. Bright ghost's uncertain cheeks at this moment.
The ghost trembled subconsciously.
Here he comes.
It was already very late when I got home yesterday. Today’s update will not be counted as a make-up. There will be three updates tomorrow.
Damn it, I said it would end on the last day, but I delayed it for a whole day, forgive me ()
By the way, it should be updated early tomorrow.
(End of chapter)