Chapter 405 32. The final battle (Part 1)
Coast, golden sandy beach, undulating waves, white waves blooming like flowers on the top of the waves.
Li Chengqi walked out of the sea with a tired face, and a small eight-clawed sea monster was attached to his face. He was holding a head in his hand and holding the hair from the head. For a moment, the broken part of the human head turned white because it had been soaked in sea water for too long.
With a sound of "wheel", Li Chengqi threw the head in his hand onto the beach. The head rolled a few times and then sank into the sand, revealing half of his extremely pale face. The look of horror was frozen on this face. From the facial features, it could be seen that this face was that of the Mo family who had entertained Li Chengqi before.
There was a man sitting on the beach meditating. When he saw Li Chengqi coming, he opened his eyes.
"The Mo family actually took you two days. What skills does he have?" The meditator was Di Feng. He lowered his head and looked at his face sunk in the sand with confusion.
"Other contenders only lasted for half a day at most, but you still feel relaxed. It's the first time I see you so tired. I feel like this is the best time for me to take action in these days." Di Feng rubbed his chin and moved a small green sword with him. , flying around him.
"Don't mention it, don't mention it, it's so damn unlucky!" Li Chengqi waved his hand, as if he didn't see the small green sword that Di Feng had summoned. He sat down on the ground and lay down with his back stretched out.
"Ouch! My butt hurts from the spanking!" Li Chengqi frowned.
"Brother Di, you don't know, those shady guys have set up a big formation under this sea, just waiting for me to go down, what kind of Mohist mechanism method, what kind of Confucian aura, and what else... what kind of natural Taoist magic formation, Seven or eight, I feel like the contenders who have entered this small world are all there, waiting for me to jump in!”
Di Feng showed a curious look, "According to this, when they gather together, they should have an extremely powerful spiritual energy reaction. No matter how well hidden they are, they will be very conspicuous to you, brother Tian Tian. How can you be invited by this set?" Past?”
"Indeed." Li Chengqi nodded very helpfully, "Of course they can't hide their little tricks from me."
"Then brother, you just jumped down like that?" Di Feng probed his head.
Li Chengqi immediately replied: "Yes, what else?"
Li Chengqi adjusted his lying posture on the beach, and then said: "A pair of twelve, the advantage is mine."
"The principles that the Master taught me..." Li Chengqi pondered for a moment, "It's not really teaching, but I think the best teaching is to teach by words and deeds. Some of the principles that the Master taught me personally have been very useful to me."
Di Feng knew that the Master Li Chengqi was referring to was the stars that fell that day.
Half a month ago, when they were drifting over the Chongyuan Sea, they saw the clouds rolling and the darkness of the universe covering everything. Along with him came a statue of the ancestors. The owner of this statue was the head of the hundred ancestors of the good world - —Confucian ancestor. The statue fell into the Chongyuan Sea. It was so huge that the Chongyuan Sea could only submerge half of the body, and the other half stood on the sea. In the eyes of Li Chengqi and Di Feng, the decay and withering were visible to the naked eye.
The rain of blood is pouring, dyeing the world red.
The Confucian ancestor...has passed away.
The Hundred Ancestors of the Good World did not even witness the war that killed Confucian Ancestors.
The starry sky collapsed, covering the stars and the figure of Confucian Ancestor, blocking all detection. When the two of them reappeared, only one was standing, and the other fell into the Yunhai Dojo, decayed and died under the gaze of the Hundred Ancestors. This was too weird. The first thought of the Hundred Patriarchs was "weird". There was a living being who passed away in the cloud dojo where hundreds of schools of thought contended. The Confucian Patriarch, a Five-Image True One! What's even more strange is that, apart from causing a rain of blood, the death of the ancestor of the five images did not reveal the ocean of will power.
It stands to reason that when the ancestor dies and the statue collapses, the power of wishes contained in the statue will escape to the human world.
But except for the bloody rain, nothing happened, and the wish of a Five Image Ancestor disappeared out of thin air.
Baizu looked at the center of the cloud. The ancient tree had taken the place of the original Confucian ancestor, and the figure on the treetop was still sitting casually as before, even shaking his drooping calf from time to time. But Baizu no longer dared to raise the slightest sign. Explore and underestimate.
Guiji is an ancestor of the five images, a being who is said to be indestructible in the universe and spans all realms. It seems that he is nothing to this ancient life. Looking at the other person's state is no different than crushing an ant to death.
A theorem of the universe does appear to be true.
Everyone thought. Ancient ethnic groups or beings are indeed powerful and extraordinary, possessing terror far beyond common sense.
Because the older you are, the longer you have experienced, the more hardships and competitions you have encountered. But if you can still survive in today's universe after experiencing these, can you not be strong? Their strength is proven by time, engraved with the bones and blood of challengers over countless years.
Xingcai... is one of them.
In the center of the cloud, Li Xi'an was sitting on the table of the food immortals, recovering from his injuries.
Killing a Five Image Ancestor was not as easy as the Hundred Ancestors of the Good World imagined. This ease was just a facade he pretended to show to these guys.
He cannot show his decline, because once he shows his decline, the Hundred Ancestors of the Good World will know that he has an upper limit. Even if that upper limit is very high, it is no longer untouchable in their eyes.
What Li Xi'an wants is the unknown.
Completely unknown.
He knew what these ancestors were thinking, what they were afraid of, and where their respect for him came from.
Apparently, he succeeded.
The big world in the universe is much weaker than he thought.
If it were Jiuzhou Chengmian, no matter how powerful you are, as long as you stand on the opposite side of me, you will definitely usher in a bloody battle with swords.
As for Confucianism’s wish...
Li Xi'an glanced at a jade plaque on the top of the tree.
These aspirations will be the tonic that warms and nourishes the Dharma. To use the sleeping immortals in the Dharma Appearance Jade Tablet, he needed an extremely huge amount of energy, so huge that even he found it laborious. Now that I have the wish of the ancestor of the five images, I don’t have to worry about eating enough for the immortals in the image of the immortals for a period of time.
These wishes nourished the food immortals, and at the same time nourished himself. Coupled with the strength of the dragon's body, although these injuries were a bit serious, they healed very quickly.
The final battle of the Hundred Schools of Thought will last for a hundred days. By then, his injuries will have generally healed. Li Xi'an has made plans to fight out after winning the Hundred Schools of Thought crown. He has never expected anything from the good ancestors of the Hundred Ancestors, especially in the world. On the womb.
Li Xi'an breathed softly, lowered his eyebrows, and looked through the sea of clouds, crossing countless overlapping broken worlds to reach a pure land.
A beautiful little world.
It is also the place where a hundred schools of thought contend for the final battle.
Those contenders who successfully crossed the Chongyuan Sea were teleported here by the lens. Hundreds of contenders fought and competed until one hundred days later, someone won the crown.
He saw Li Chengqi.
The other party was barbecuing with the Fainting Sword, and there was a man in a blue cloud robe rubbing his hands next to him.
(End of chapter)