Chapter 369 131. The rain is coming and blessing all directions
The sky is round, with figures standing with swords in their hands, and corpses towering like mountains, dripping with blood.
He cut off the head of the greedy man and walked towards the impaled divine bird.
Li Xi'an actually felt a little familiar with this ancient feather, as if he had seen it somewhere before.
But he stopped.
Because deep within the radius, there was a heavy sound of gold and iron, like someone pulling out a weapon that had been dusty for a long time. Then there were footsteps, something came out of the depths, and the whole space trembled with its steps.
Li Xi'an thought of a name mentioned by the heavenly soldiers and generals.
"emperor".
Yes, this filthy herd should have a herder. The filth will not make such obscure and terrible decisions. They will only follow a certain existence and act as executioners. Some people have been laying out the plan in the heaven for thousands of years, treating the heaven and the earth as a chessboard, and shepherding the human world.
The people behind the scenes and the heavenly soldiers and generals are all pawns, and no one knows whether they are also pawns.
Li Xi'an hates playing chess.
Maybe the other party invited him to finish this game of chess from the day he passed the tribulation, but he was rejected. The statues of gods erected by the people, the heavenly soldiers walking around in the imperial capital, little by little, those things are eating away at the human world.
When the other party invited him to play chess, he probably never thought that one day they would meet again in the surrounding heaven.
This is no longer a game of chess.
It’s king versus king.
Li Xi'an wants to kill the chess player so that no matter what, he will win.
The sound of footsteps approached, and a figure walked out of the light. He was wearing armor and holding a spear. He was a tall man. His helmet was engraved with the sacrifices of the Xia Dynasty. It was clear that his footsteps could make the whole world tremble, but when he stood here, the aura of those heavenly soldiers was no different. This made Li Xi'an alert. The aura of the heavenly soldiers was just an appearance. The other party gave him the feeling of extreme restraint, an eternal calmness like facing mountains and rivers.
Because all things pass away, the mountains, rivers and earth are the watchers, silently looking up to the sky and the earth.
There is no doubt that he is the "Emperor".
"Red Dragon." Di said.
Li Xi'an held the faint sword and stared at the opponent's face under the helmet, "King Xia Zu."
They are now separated from each other by a river of blood.
This is the widest river of blood flowing out of the feathered chest. The blood is constantly rolling, and occasionally the divine fire will be ignited due to the strong spiritual energy.
"That was the title a long time ago." Di sighed.
"You should call me emperor."
"Emperor?" Li Xi'an sneered, "You are not worthy of the title of emperor."
"But this is a fact. Whether you admit it or not, I am the emperor of Heaven, and everyone in Heaven respects my orders. If I have the intention, the power of the world will only be wiped out in the sky, and they can't stop me." The emperor does not seem to be interested. Angry, he speaks calmly, calmly speaking of destruction.
"There should be a cleansing in the world, but it happens to be now. The only misfortune for you is that you were born in this era. If you go forward, you can be a dragon that roams the world and go to the universe with those who think highly of themselves. , and finally died in an unknown corner of the star sea. If in the future, you are born as a creature in heaven, you will not face death, and you will not think of resisting me. "
The emperor thrust the spear in his hand upside down on the ground.
"Your arrival is too sudden, but I think it is not sudden, but some kind of destiny. In this era, you are destined to stand in front of me and wave your sword at me. After all, this is how the world struggled in the unbroken era. It’s not surprising that a destined being appears again now.”
"But I will say that everything is meaningless." Di shook his head. "Red Dragon, have you ever been defeated?"
Li Xi'an held the faint sword and danced wildly with his blood-stained red clothes. He stared at the emperor without saying a word.
"You will lose." He looked at Li Xi'an with a deep gaze that seemed to pierce the future.
"And failed miserably."
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On the top of the Imperial Peak, the surface of the altar is filled with inscribed words, flowing with the color of gold.
Su Yuelin is dancing.
This is an ancient dance step handed down from the Taimiao Temple. Some people once said that the dance steps of the Taimiao Si Ming can make the gods bow their heads, and it is a unique beauty that makes all the gods admire it. She danced on the altar, her broad-sleeved robe soothing like clouds. Accompanying Su Yuelin's movements, the sun, moon and stars on her robe were really rising and falling. Some kind of rules came to her and enveloped the world!
It's getting foggy.
There is a golden rain of light in the fog, and the fragments reflected by the raindrops reflect the ancient times. It is the road of struggle between man and barbarism under the gaze of the stars.
The phenomena and laws of the movement between heaven and earth turned into gods in people's hearts at that time. They worshiped those powers and finally held that power in their hands.
Su Yuelin's dance steps gently crossed the water of time, and she was in a trance for a moment.
Because she didn't know whether it was the past or the future that was reflected.
History is a circle, going round and round and back to the starting point. Just like this sacrificial dance, Supervisor Tiansi circled the altar and finally returned to the starting point.
She lowered her eyes, her butterfly-feather-like eyelashes gently covering her purple eyes, and the light rain and mist reflected in her eyes. At this time, she seemed to have become the watcher of time.
People who pass through the underworld.
Isn't it a dream of reincarnation?
"The rain is falling, the sky is green, the clouds are rustling, the emperor is returning..." she chanted softly.
It's raining.
"It's raining!"
"Really! It's raining! God bless, God bless!"
"Dad! Mom! It's raining! You don't have to go hungry!"
People looked up, felt the coolness on their faces, and cheered. This was unparalleled joy and excitement.
The raindrops fell to the world and were picked up by people's hands. They stared at the raindrops that quickly disappeared in their hands and observed over and over again, fearing that it was all an illusion. But when the rain filled the cracked ravines in their palms and carried away the soil along the gaps between their fingers, they smiled.
The rain streaked across their faces and dripped into the corners of their eyes, as if they were crying.
Clouds and rain came from all directions, covering the sky and the earth.
People couldn't help but kneel down, kowtow, and press their foreheads against the earth warmed by the water. This is life, this is their future. Joy, great sorrow, and the complexity of the world all become transparent in the rain.
In the hazy rain and mist, the figures of heavenly soldiers and generals are melting.
The raindrops hit them, like the deadliest poison sprinkled on them, and black mist evaporated instantly, like snow meeting flames, melting instantly without leaving a trace. The tall king holding the tower widened his eyes angrily, but before the divine power came down, his armor, helmet, and even himself melted into the rain.
The huge figures of ghosts and gods were silent under the rain.
They watched the witches enter the imperial capital without anyone blocking them. On both sides of the street, there were countless people kowtowing. The great witches chanted prayers in low voices. They walked slowly on the streets leading to the divine peak from the imperial capital. The rain around them splashed mist. Enveloping them, the low singing seemed to awaken something. Something awakened from a long sleep and cast its gaze on this era. "It's still so beautiful." He praised.
This was also part of the ancient sacrifice, but they could not accompany Jian Tiansi Ming at this time and had to walk on the road. The highest place in the world at this moment belongs to Jian Tian Si Ming.
With the rain, countless pale and slender corpses fell down from the leaden clouds, accompanied by extremely thick blood.
It seemed as if an extremely dangerous war had taken place in the sky, leaving behind countless corpses. The corpses fell, and were turned into nothingness by the rain on the way down, as if nothing had happened, and the thick blood also became part of the rain.
An ancient golden tree grows under the rain, with more and more jade tablets hanging upside down on its branches.
Finally, the growth of the trees stopped, and the name was engraved on the last jade plaque——
"Cinnabar".
It is a Dharma statue, and now its branches and leaves are stagnant because its owner has passed away.
Li Xi'an's figure appeared beside the altar at some unknown time.
His figure was blurry at the moment, almost hidden by the rain.
Su Yuelin performed a magical dance, turning her head in this direction from time to time. Even though Li Xi'an's presence almost disappeared, she still noticed it. The cinnabar mole at the corner of his eye was particularly dazzling on his fair skin, like a drop of blood seeping into his soul.
Red Dragon lost.
As the emperor said, the defeat was a complete defeat.
Ke Di's murmur also echoed in Li Xi'an's ears.
"It turns out that she...is the destined creature."
The rain melts resentment and returns the clear sky and earth to the world. In the sky, the world above the mortal world was shattered. All living beings on the ground heard a chirp at this moment. The fire in the sky was so dazzling. The divine bird stretched its wings in the clouds and was reborn in the fire. An ancient Zhou Tian Shi Category, even if she was nailed through and devoured for such a long time, she did not die.
Waiting for the day of rebirth to come.
The first flames burned and rolled above the clouds. At the moment when the rain fell, countless eyes gathered in the depths of the sea of stars, but they were all blocked by the divine bird. Seeing the fire, Li Xi'an finally knew where the familiarity he felt from seeing this magical bird came from. Three bluebirds, little plovers. She disappeared from Jiuzhou Yaochi, lost in the world, and spent countless time to regain the power of law.
"This is the vitality of the ten categories, so tenacious and so great." Di Ye slowly walked out of the illusion and stood beside the altar, side by side with Li Xi'an.
At this moment, they are like old friends reminiscing about the past, enjoying the same grand rebirth together.
The emperor will also die.
"When I ascended to heaven, she was there, and the blood flowing from the wound became the breeding ground for the priests."
"How was she shot?"
"The inscription on the arrow comes from a supreme being." The emperor said, "Some ancient creatures are constantly searching for Kyushu in the universe. Perhaps the moment she woke up and gained strength, she was sensed by the supreme being and shot the arrow. ”
The emperor looked at the divine bird sitting in the firelight, and there was a trace of nostalgia in his eyes.
"She is leaving." The emperor said, "Chilong, you should know that in this world, if you gain power beyond the world, you will attract attention. She is now reborn. For this kind of creature, the power of the law is very fast. Then she will hold it in her hands again, so she is leaving, leaving this world.”
"Actually, the same is true for the fledglings who disappeared in the past. They have to leave and find the source of their sight."
"Why are you telling me this?"
"I was once one of them, an ascended person, not close to filth. I have never fallen. All this is my own choice. I killed my comrades and subjects, and witnessed the departure and death of my kind. , this process is too long and too difficult, I can't bear them leaving me again, even if I have nothing."
"So, I will cleanse the world with my dirty hands. I will be the ruler of this world. From now on, I will kill anyone who attracts attention. This world will be absolutely safe and peaceful. What do you think? There is nothing wrong with this. Yes, the Incarnates, the Saints, and countless other creatures are just for the peace of this world, but now I have a better choice, and I don’t have to face the profound choices of the universe." The emperor paused.
At this moment, the divine bird flaps its wings.
All creatures in the world can see the soaring fire.
She didn't even look at the human world at the end, perhaps because she was afraid that she would never be able to leave again. The light in the sky gradually dimmed as the divine bird left, and the sea of lead-gray clouds enveloped the world again.
Under the thin curtain of rain, Di's blurry figure was burning.
He was about to disappear completely. At the end, he looked at Li Xi'an and smiled: "Chilong, I said you will lose, and this sentence is still in effect at this moment."
"You will... be utterly defeated."
As soon as he finished speaking, a dark-yellow figure rushed into the altar, holding a bronze spear in his hand!
That's King Xia!
He held the Ancestral King Spear in his hand and tore through the heavy fog and light rain around the altar. This barrier to protect the worshipers was meaningless under the sharp edge of the Ancestral King Spear.
This man looks crazy at the moment. He is not the King of Xia at all, but the manifestation of the will of the ancestor King Spear! The King of Xia wanted to seek an opportunity to break the situation with this spear, but he did not know that the seal script on the ancestor's spear had not been extinguished, which meant that his ancestor was the emperor of heaven and existed forever in the sky. The moment he touched the Ancestral King Spear, his mind was occupied, and the filth that Li Xi'an had driven away for him completely devoured it!
At this moment, he was the spear point of the emperor stabbing Jian Tiansi!
On the surface of the bronze spear, the seal characters flashed crazily, indicating destruction at all costs.
In the altar, the slender figures were still dancing, as if they were unaware of the murderous intention coming.
But Li Xi'an's expression did not change at all. He looked at the dancing figures on the altar and whispered: "The contract between us has actually changed long ago. This contract will last until the death of the witch, not mine, the ancestor king." , can you understand what I mean?”
The emperor's expression froze.
"What?"
"The red dragon will always be with her and dance with her."
The next moment, the ancestral king's spear stabbing Su Yuelin stopped, and the crazy King Xia was knocked away!
Golden fire flowed around her, surrounding her like a cloud. Behind her, a huge dragon shadow looked down at King Xia, with fire in his eyes but no energy. Su Yuelin subconsciously touched Chilong's scales, but Chilong couldn't give her any response. This is the reflection left by the real ghost and god, the creature named Nanzhu.
Seeing this scene, Di smiled.
Laugh and shake your head.
Then it disappeared into the rain.
On the other side, the natal seal on the ancestral spear held by King Xia was extinguished, and the red dragon swam over and devoured him in one bite.
Su Yuelin stopped the beat, she stopped in one movement, and the black veil slowly fell down due to the stillness of the dance music, close to her cheek.
She looked towards the rain curtain in one direction of the altar.
There was no one there.
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The mysterious bird of destiny descended and gave birth to Shang, and the residence of Yin earth was radiant. The ancient emperor ordered Wu Tang to govern the four directions.
This is a later story.
(End of chapter)