Chapter 439 66. The statue of Tianxin gathering souls
In the abyss of the Mirror Sea, an ancient tree stands on the bottom of the sea, emitting a pale golden light in the darkness.
When the sight penetrates the layers of water curtains and pushes aside the fog surrounding the ancient trees, one can find that there are rivers flowing under the ancient trees that do not belong to this ocean. The difference between the river and the sea is too obvious. One is deep black, and the other is white with the moonlight. The river flows slowly around the ancient trees. The source is the mist covered by the ancient trees, and the end is creeping. There was a huge sky fox covered in blood.
She was locked by a heavenly lock, and a red ancient sword was nailed through her head. Silver rivers flowed through her body, and every drop of river water flowing through would take away part of her strength. The wish power contained in the four shattered statues was absorbed by the ancient trees. Now even the other five statues that were well preserved began to become illusory and in danger.
The power of the nine statues of gods is not something that an ordinary creature is qualified to absorb, not even the ten types of Zhoutian that are recognized by the universe as going against heaven.
Li Chengqi walked out of the jade tablet and stood on the treetops looking down. Such a huge energy level would even scare the creatures of the law. How could he be a true one? The power of the Nine Images is unparalleled even when its master is sleeping. As long as there is a greedy person who covets to take action, the only outcome waiting for the greedy person is to have his veins broken by the power of his will and his vitality cut off.
When the number of idols reaches a certain level, they can no longer be absorbed into each other. The only way to deal with this level of extinction of creatures is to bury them and wait for the great power of these creatures to return to nature.
This limit is the so-called ancestor of the five images who can compete for the law and are qualified to embark on the road to sanctification.
He couldn't figure out how the Master could change the flow of the nine images' aspiration when he was now in two images. But Li Chengqi thought for a moment, and couldn't help but think that he actually didn't know how a two-image ancestor could beat a Jiutian to the verge of death.
There are too many things about this red dragon that God in the ancient world cannot figure out.
Li Chengqi looked at the Master next to him. The monster that had defeated Jiutian had hidden its huge body, transformed into a human form and sat there cross-legged with eyes closed, its dragon tail hanging casually, soothing and tranquil. If Li Chengqi had to give an evaluation of the Master's appearance, he would have to say that the Master is more like a feather among the ten categories. If he doesn't reveal his true form, no one will think of the Master as a dragon.
The more Li Chengqi thought about it, the more he thought about it. He even began to think about whether there were individuals among the several ethnic groups that had left traces in the history of the ancient world and were famous for their appearance that could surpass the Master.
Before he could make a detailed comparison, the vibration under the tree brought Li Chengqi back to his senses.
Xiantian revived, but fell silent for a moment.
Because the ancient sword that pierced her head roared and vibrated, the heat wave caused Li Chengqi, who was far away from the ancient tree, to feel a strong burning sensation on his face.
The surface of the trunk of the ancient tree shimmers with countless golden veins, which are continuously transported to the branches and leaves along the lines under the rugged bark.
The jade plaque clanked, and the golden threads passed through the branches and into the jade plaque, lighting up the real names engraved on the jade plaque and warming the sleeping immortal spirits. The losses caused by this war were quickly made up with the help of Xian Tian, and Li Xi'an himself was breaking through the shackles layer by layer.
On the river, a golden statue appeared out of thin air and was shaped. The moment it was shaped, a dragon ball was suspended, accompanied by a blue dragon girl.
This is a re-cast precious gold crown.
As the medium for Hengxiao Jinni to appear in the world, Li Xi'an's first statue was brought to the battlefield in the Collapse Land by Hengxiao Jinni along with the restored Zijin Dongxiao.
The statue was shattered in the collapsed ground. The huge will power required to repair it was so fast under the nourishment of Xian Tian. In just half a day, a brand new precious gold crown statue stood on the bank of Wangchuan River again. Li Xi'an stared at this new, powerful and extraordinary statue. The red agate-like diamond-shaped pupils finally lost their sparkle.
As time goes by, the remaining five statues of Xiantian become increasingly dim.
The golden veins on the surface of the food immortals slowed down.
Li Xi'an knew that the Food Immortals had reached the limit of their reserve power. This ancient tree served as the core hub of the netherworld, guiding countless souls to reincarnations. If he were in the hidden era to call upon the Food Immortals, he would eat again. The wish power of a Nine Images is more than enough, but now his own level is not enough, and the Food Immortals cannot go far beyond himself to forcibly accommodate the wish power. A third image needs to be created.
In other words, we have to create a third image.
Li Chengqi seemed to understand what his master meant, and pointed at the giant fox below.
"She?"
Li Xi'an shook his head.
"There are other uses."
Then Li Chengqi stretched out his hand and pointed at himself.
"Me?"
"You're of no use to me." Li Xi'an shook his head, took a sip of wine, drank it all and shook the bottle.
He knew everything that happened on Hengxiao Jinni's side, with the help of Hengxiao Jinni's perspective. Li Xi'an was very fond of the yellow gourd in Congtian's hand. The wine bottle that was originally pleasing to the eye became colorless in comparison.
Li Xi'an spread his hands, and there was a blood-colored bone sculpture suspended in his palm. The base was composed of countless skulls, holding the soul of the victim in a roaring shape.
He threw the bone statue down.
The rain of willpower poured down, and the size of the blood-colored bone statue soared in an instant. In an instant, it grew from three inches to the size of a mountain. At the same time, the blood color covering the bone sculpture faded away, revealing its original gray-white color. When it fell into the Wangchuan River, it could no longer be called a bone sculpture, but a majestic statue with endless souls entrenched around it. Its existence and standing were like the Gate of the Nine Netherworld itself.
"The Evil Saint thinks that I have helped him a lot, so why didn't he help me?"
When the gate of hell opens, the human world is Abi.
Li Xi'an couldn't go deep into hell to perfectly create this being that he had first come into contact with. Now that the Evil Saint has sent hell to the human world, of course he has to accept this gift.
Time fragments are flowing around the statue. At this time, Li Xi'an is using the Zhou method to flow back through time and space, capturing the scenes and fragments of the past to complete the Taoist symbol of the statue.
Li Chengqi noticed these scenes of time fragments. In the dark night, in the center of a city, a blood sacrifice came to the devil. In the blink of an eye, there was a celebration with loud voices, graceful dancers reenacting the past rituals, drizzle fell, and red shadows filled the sky, releasing thousands of purified innocent souls into the world. The fragments of time flashed continuously until they stopped at the end. Under the altar of boundless darkness, a scarlet eyeball cracked like an abyss slowly squirmed. It was both the darkness itself and the shackles that prevented the darkness from coming again.
Suddenly, Li Chengqi felt that he was being watched. He looked towards the source of his sight. It was the eyeball that stopped moving and stopped, staring at him!
"The statue of Tianxin collecting souls." Someone whispered.
(End of chapter)