Chapter 353 115. Unshakable
"Are you leaving the Ancestral Temple?"
"Yes."
"Why, this is something that has never happened before. You are the supervisor of heaven and the commander of the destiny of the world. What is it that can make you give up your current position?"
"Give up?" Su Yuelin shook his head, "When did I say I was going to give up on Supervising Tiansi."
"You are leaving the Ancestral Temple. The moment you step out of the Ancestral Temple, you give up and are no longer Supervisor of Heaven." The man replied calmly, and then he continued: "I will execute you on behalf of the great witches. As the King of Xia, I have this power.”
Su Yuelin was silent for a moment, the umbrella curtain covering her face, but then her tone was still smiling.
"King, indeed, you have this power, but do you have the ability?"
"The ability to execute me?" She whispered softly, as if provoking and bewitching. The first impression of the Saint of Jie Tian Sect was correct. Compared with the pure and innocent Jian Tian Siming, this woman was more like a monster that was causing harm to the country.
Therefore, King Xia didn't like her at all.
He has witnessed the changes in the four Supervisors of the Imperial Ancestral Temple, and the one in front of him is the one he is most dissatisfied with. But even if he is the king of Xia, he cannot interfere with the appointment of Tiansi, the eunuch of the Imperial Ancestral Temple. In other words, he has watched this woman who disgusted him so much perform the heaven-sacrifice dance more than ten times. On the most important sacrificial day in the country, he watched helplessly as this woman tarnished the name of Supervisor Tiansi Ming in the center of the altar.
King Xia took a deep breath, turned sideways, and made way for Su Yuelin.
"Oh?" Su Yuelin covered her mouth, pretending to be surprised, "Your Majesty, is this agreeable?"
"I will not stop you from leaving the Ancestral Temple, Su Yuelin." The man said coldly, "But the moment you leave the Ancestral Temple, I will kill you. As for whether I have this ability, you can give it a try. ”
As soon as he finished speaking, King Xia's heart trembled suddenly.
He looked behind Su Yuelin intuitively, at the place where the raindrops stopped and the clouds froze.
Just now, there was a pair of ferocious beast-like eyes staring at him, just for a moment.
Then King Xia heard a sigh.
The sigh came from under the umbrella and from Su Yuelin.
For the first time, a trace of regret flashed across the face of this seemingly heartless woman, but this expression was obscured by the curtain of the big umbrella. From King Xia's perspective, only the beautiful red lips could be seen.
She walked over and crossed King Xia's shoulders without any scruples.
Go all the way down the steps.
Step by step, walking through the stagnant raindrops. Tsing Yi and Zhu Shang, with drawings of soaring snakes, dragons and elephants on them. These ancient objects dance wildly in the rain as the woman walks, as if they are roaring. Faintly, when the man looks over, he even hears roars from ancient times.
Last minute.
Before the main entrance.
The raindrops started falling again.
On the mountain behind the Taimiao Temple, a giant shadow enveloped the mountains. The wind and rain reversed, and the thing undulated and breathed behind Su Yuelin.
Behind King Xia, a statue of a god sat upright. The colors of Xuan and Qi, which symbolized heaven and earth, were sprinkled on the statue. At this moment, it seemed that the whole world was falling on this statue. The shadow of its huge body just crossed Su Yuelin's figure, like death following along the path Su Yuelin walked.
"I'm so impatient. I haven't even stepped out yet." The woman holding the umbrella looked back with a mocking smile on her face.
At this moment, no more rain fell on the umbrella.
Because the statue moved, he clasped his hands, and a bronze long sword tore through the sky and fell straight to where Su Yuelin was. At the same time, in the city of Luoyang, light rain suddenly filled the sky, and the heavy rain poured down violently, making the world in everyone's eyes blurry, dark and gloomy. Some of them shouted, some ran wildly, but they all looked at the statue of the God of Heaven on the mountain behind the Ancestral Temple. For nothing.
"With the idol as the center, make your own country. It can deceive the world and kill the enemies in the country. Most ancestors cannot do this." Someone said behind Su Yuelin.
I couldn't tell whether it was admiration or sarcasm.
"Boom——!"
The bronze Changge fell, tearing the earth apart, and a thick smoke screen enveloped the place where the bronze Changge fell. A crisp sound can be heard reverberating between heaven and earth, an abyss spreads out, and in the distance, the mountains collapse.
At some point, where they were, it was no longer the scenery of Luoyang, but a deserted land, even a scene that the world had never seen before.
The Ancestral Temple is gone, and so is the vermilion main entrance.
After the smoke screen dissipated, what appeared at the center of the bronze Changge's impact point was an arm, as if made of ice jade, holding the handle of the Changge, allowing the power to tear the earth to stop in its hand.
Su Yuelin turned the umbrella around, staring at the jewelry and jade hanging on the umbrella, without even a glance at this unprecedented dispute.
"Is this the person you're waiting for?" Li Xi'an felt helpless.
Sometimes he really couldn't figure out what was going on in this woman's mind.
He should have been able to leave the Ancestral Temple directly and avoid a dispute. On normal days, he didn't care about disputes and the like, but it was different now. The person in front of him was a nuisance.
The other party is the leader of a country, and he is fighting the other party in a place where only the other party can control his spirit.
"Yes, but not now. I have to wait until he is not who he is now." Su Yuelin said slowly, "How are you? Can you hold on? If you can't hold on, don't hold on. If you can do it in Luoyang Yunling It’s terrifying. If you fight against an ancestor at the same life level, even you will be very hungry..."
Before Su Yuelin could finish her words, a big ice jade hand enveloped her. Li Xi'an stood on top of the Thousand Hands with Closed Eyes statue, his eyes slightly lowered, just like the Dharma statue under him.
On the earth, the power of the two statues is getting higher and higher.
They have never walked since they appeared, but they destroyed everything within sight during their fight. The fighting between ancestors, if not restrained, is enough to tear apart the world. But this area is very strange. It has been destroyed and rebuilt again and again, with no end in sight. It seems that it can continue like this forever.
The bronze vessel collided with the jade hand of creation, and the majestic spirit swept across the entire earth like a blazing sun. The body of the statue also melted in the blazing light, and the sky was filled with flying ice crystals and bronze wreckage
"Ghosts and gods are dead things. I have never heard of ghosts and gods being able to drive the Dharma." Under Xuan and Qi, the man said in a deep voice.
"What's more, you are the Dharma driven by Luoyang, the place where the spiritual river flows. Chilong, even I have to ask, who are you?"
The explosion between heaven and earth never stops.
The jade hand tears through the bronze sword, and the bronze sword pierces the jade hand.
Li Xi'an looked at King Xia and said nothing.
Of course he knew the reason for driving the Dharma Appearance, because it was not his Dharma Appearance at all. According to Zu's eyes, the Thousand Hands Correspondence with Closed Eyes was an artifact, and Li Xi'an did not have the ability to truly create it for the time being. He has never cast a precious gold crown to perform in the human world like in the past. After the battle with the heaven, he lived deep in the black tower of the Ancestral Temple. Naturally, he could not cast a real Dharma image.
But he is one of the ten types of Zhoutian, a true dragon. He is too powerful. Even if this body does not have Zhoufa and other Five Elements weapons, he is still more powerful than ever before, so an illusion has the ability to rival the real Dharma. , even the power to overcome.
What will be the result when this body meets the unshakable?
Li Xi'an thought about it.
The answer is that it should be able to beat anyone except Chunyang.
He created Thousand Hands with Closed Eyes, but he has been in contact with the Jade Hand of Creation for the longest time and is the most stable. If he wanted to, he could even slash out a Pure Yang sword.
The king of Xia asked him what he was.
In fact, just like the immortals who traveled to Kyushu, he did not know why the essence of this body existed or what it was.
But he knew what King Xia was in front of him.
He is not him, but he is also him.
The people like Su Yuelin and others were the Xia King, but not the Xia King in front of him who was soaked in filth.
In the past, how did he deal with those creatures polluted by filth?
Li Xi'an looked at King Xia and the incomparable statue that symbolized heaven and earth. Golden flames burned deep in the pupils, showing blooming lines.
"You want to kill him?" Su Yuelin was stunned. She probably never thought that her dragon would be so fierce and kill people on other people's territory.
"Do you want to be stared at behind by an ancestor, a king who rules the world?" Li Xi'an asked.
"If you kill him, the world will be in chaos." Su Yuelin was alert again.
"It takes an extremely long time for filth to pollute an ancestor or an emperor. The king is slowly being eaten away even while he is awake. Do you know what this means?" Li Xi'an stretched out his hand, and the flames lifted him up. arms around.
King Xia frowned.
The extremely powerful ice jade form was actually melting.
Melted by the red dragon himself.
Golden flames swept across the sky and earth like flowing clouds. In the flames, a huge shadow stretched its torso, its scales rubbed and roared, like gold and iron, like thunder!
"I know a few people who should be called unshakable among the ancestors. The filth can only take advantage of their slumber to devour the entire world and immerse the sleeping ancestors in paleness for tens of millions of years before they have a chance."
"This guy in front of me still has a chance."
The flames rotated, and in the center of the flower-like flames, the hilt of the Dusk Sword emerged.
Li Xi'an lowered his eyes and looked at the hilt of the sword.
"I gave him this opportunity. Whether he can grasp it or not depends on his own destiny."
"What if it can't be done?" Su Yuelin asked.
"Cut."
The huge dragon lowered its neck, its thorny scales relaxing.
Li Xi'an held the hilt of the Dusk Sword, and the flames surrounding the Dusk Sword dispersed in all directions, revealing the thick and simple eight-sided sword body.
Along with his breathing, a terrifying aura filled the air. The Thousand Hands with eyes closed seemed to have completely melted, turning into clouds and mist, and raining down. The clouds and mist were enough to cover the sky and envelop the golden fire to burn. It actually caused cracks to appear in the world and burned through some fragile places!
King Xia's expression changed.
This is a superior person. According to the ancient rubbings in the palace, this kind of creature should be called... the unshakable one!
"Okay, okay, I want to keep his head." Su Yuelin clapped and laughed as Chilong slapped her, as if she was not the one who had been warning Li Xi'an before, "Remember what I said, The Black Tower is too cold. Cut off the dog emperor’s head and use it as a stove!”
Shurima, your emperor is back
(End of chapter)