Master Yuanyu looked at the dragon shadow entrenched in the sky, his eyes dull, and murmured: "He is still alive...he is back! This is not an illusion, this is not an illusion!"
The leader of the witch ancestors, the old Taoist man in gray-white robes stroked his beard and smiled kindly when he heard the murmur of Master Yuanyu.
The old man knew the fate between Master Yuanyu and Lord Taihang, and knew that if Lord Taihang returned, he would be the most excited.
In the torrent of spiritual power set off by the five elements of divine light, the scene of the creation of the world is outlined. The magnificent spiritual energy pours into the mountains, destroying enemies and bringing life. The entire Shiwanda Mountain has a new look, with green mountains and green waters, and no more filth. Even the spirits in the mountains can clearly feel that in the area where the light pillar falls, the intensity of the spiritual energy suddenly increases. The air seems to turn into an ocean of spiritual energy, soaking in it, making people unable to help but scream out in comfort.
Thousands of years have passed, and those who witnessed the rise of the era will either become a handful of loess or climb to the top of the palace.
Most young people did not recognize this behemoth that suddenly appeared, not to mention how powerful and astonishing the power it created made them feel frightened. Even if the elders and young people in the tribe explain that this red dragon is the king of Taihang according to the tribe's historical records, and has good relations with the holy king who protects the Li tribe, and the origin is revealed, it will be difficult to change the young people's feelings towards the red dragon. Just like when mortals face natural disasters, no matter how you tell them that this natural disaster used to be a friend of your ancestors, but they just didn't show up for too long and people forgot about it. People can't calm down with the power that can easily destroy themselves.
The demon ancestors were even more frightened and bowed to the ground.
As for the little demons under the Demon Ancestor, they have long since prostrated themselves. All the monsters said in unison: "Welcome to the Dragon King! Welcome to the Dragon King!"
The lifespan of demons is longer than that of humans. Not to mention demon ancestors, many of the demons have seen the true face of Lord Taihang. They recognized him immediately and naturally put on a posture to welcome the king.
The beam of light disappeared, but the surging spiritual energy remained in the mountains and fields, and there was silence between heaven and earth for a long time.
The demons felt that something was wrong in the atmosphere. They raised their heads and glanced at the sky, only to realize that the Dragon Lord had already retracted into the clouds, and not a trace of the dragon's shadow could be seen from the ground. Even the thick clouds that broke through have mostly closed up, and golden clouds are rolling in the sky. It is rare for Shiwan Mountain to welcome such a beautiful dusk.
The demon ancestors changed their words to the sky and said: "Best farewell to the Dragon King!"
The demons reacted and imitated the tone of the demon ancestor and shouted: "Farewell to the Dragon Lord!"
The shouts spread far and wide like a wave.
The demons were so powerful that even the people of Li tribe started shouting like this. In the end, their chorus was more like a roar against this pale demonic disaster. All kinds of humiliation and resentment were contained in this shout, which resounded among the peaks of the Shiwan Mountains, and then under the gentle breeze of spiritual energy. Diffusion, just like the story that happened in reality. The creatures of Kyushu who lost Chengmian have been humiliated for too long. Today, when the Dragon Lord returns, they can see the light and have a future.
After shouting that they were tired and the tossing was over, everyone looked into the deep pit.
There was only an ash-like residue, fragments of the medicine gourd still stuck in the dead soil.
"I'm dead because of the medicine!" I don't know who shouted this first, and there were such excited shouts all over the mountains and plains.
"Zhang Yao Zhizu is dead! Zhan Yao Zhizu is dead! He was killed by Taihang Longjun, we won!"
The Demon Ancestors and Witch Ancestors looked at each other, and they all knew very well that Zhan Yao was not able to return to silence so easily.
But the old man who was the leader of the witch ancestors smiled and shouted with the people at the foot of the mountain: "You will die if you take medicine! We will live a good life!"
In the void, the waves raised by the Sea of Void reflected the outside world. The Hundred Thousand Mountains seemed to come to life at this moment, and the power of the dragon veins that had only been consumed until it disappeared actually began to grow.
The giant whale swam across the waves. Li Xi'an stood on top of the giant whale. There was a small medicine man puppet lying in his palm. At first glance, it looked like a tattered doll. But looking at it as a doll, the medicine man puppet looked like It's a little too ugly. Li Xi'an didn't know when Zhan Yao Zhaizu was replaced by the medicine man puppet Li Xi'an. He originally planned to directly lower the Five Elements Divine Light outside the golden hoop, but Zhan Yao Zhaizu seemed to have a premonition and put away the golden hoop in advance, and then unexpectedly The obelisk in Yufa and his eyes escaped.
The villain's face was smashed, and he had a stiff smile, as if he was mocking Li Xi'an.
Li Xi'an closed his eyes and quietly felt the spirit in the medicine man's puppet. When he found that the five elements divine light was not the real person who relied on the medicine, he stopped his power and let most of the spirits in the five elements divine light shine. The power was poured into the Hundred Thousand Mountains and turned into vitality, so there was still a spirit in the Medicine Man Puppet and it was not directly annihilated. To be able to show such magical powers that are fake and real, there is always cause and effect involved.
He wants the spirit in the medicine man's puppet to be used as a navigation mark to find his magic weapon.
After about a stick of incense, the statue of Xiaoyao Minghai left the boundary of Shiwandashan in the void and swam toward the west. Li Xi'an's feeling of escaping into the void in Jiuzhou was completely different from that in the universe. It took one stick of incense to leave the realm of the Hundred Thousand Mountains. If the image of Xiaoyao Minghai were to wander around the universe, one stick of incense would be enough to travel between the star field and the universe. Among the star fields, it can only be said that even if the sky is round and the place falls, it will still be magical.
The medicine man puppet fell from the magic circle made of golden flames. Li Xi'an picked it up and stored it in a jade tablet.
After a useless effort, no trace of the real body of Zhang Yaozu could be found from the spirit on the Yao Ren puppet. The connection between the two, even the spirit, was completely severed.
The magic power of using medicine to pace the feet is really powerful.
As for Chunyang Fuyou's previous reminder, Li Xi'an kept it in mind and did not repair the broken self-portrait. Instead, he directly shattered it and re-activated the power of wish reserved in the food immortals to shape it. For Li Xi'an, the casting of the id statue was the easiest of all bone statues, not to mention that the will power in the id statue was almost drained by walking with medicine and was seriously damaged, so it was reasonable to recast it. Even if there is any change in the self-image, no flaw can be detected.
"I saw that the Kunlun Priest moved very quickly in the Nine Provinces. Are there any ancient magical powers in Kunlun?" Li Xi'an asked Qingniao.
"The road to heaven." Qingniao replied, "Essentially, any corner of Kyushu can open the road to heaven, climb to Kunlun, and open the gate to heaven to become an immortal. But if it is the other way around, Kunlun can open the gate to heaven anywhere and descend the ladder to heaven."
"It is precisely because of this ladder that I have witnessed many living beings die in front of me. They guard their homeland and are unwilling to leave even if they die. Moreover, the previous situation could not lower the ladder as desired. Kunlun has no dragon veins and is only an empty shell. The ladder to heaven It cannot support too violent and chaotic spiritual power, so the unshakable have the opportunity to destroy the ladder. Once the ladder is destroyed, although the ladders in other places will not be affected, that area will be completely disconnected from Kunlun. "< br>
Qingniao looked a little painful, and she recalled the battle in the northern grassland.
The grassland was deserted and filled with the water of the Tianhe River. With the situation unable to be reversed, the priests withdrew. At the moment when the ladder to heaven was about to disappear, Jinghe Yuhuo suddenly appeared from the Tianhe River and stepped onto the ladder to heaven. Tens of thousands of star-shaped fish dragons guarded him as he ascended. Take the road to heaven. The ladder to heaven was forcibly frozen, and the priests could only watch as Jinghe Yuhuo gradually approached. At that time, Qingniao was already prepared for a life-and-death battle with Jinghe Yuhuo in Kunlun.
The giant wolf in the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood raised its head, and a full moon hung high in the grassland. This power did not come for the ladder to heaven and the fish in the clean river. Dronosali forcibly interrupted the entire grassland. As the crowned king, he was qualified to do so. In an instant, the grassland lost all vitality, and the barren yellow sand instantly covered the grassland.
The grassland earth veins were severed and the ladder to heaven began to collapse.
The fish from the clean river fell back into the world.
The last scene that stayed in the blue bird's mind was the storm rolling up yellow sand and bones and flesh, and the Wolf King standing under the full moon and roaring.
Later, when the blue bird returned to the grassland again, there stood a huge skeleton that could not be buried by the yellow sand. The pale skin and flesh hung on the skeleton, and dark green will-o'-the-wisps danced in the eye sockets.
She stood in the yellow sand, carrying Xijian on her back, and did not say a word for a long time, even if it was a farewell message.
"It will be over soon." The familiar voice woke up Qingniao, making her break away from the whirlpool of responses.
Qingniao looked over and met a pair of gentle golden eyes.
Li Xi'an recast the stone sword box so that it would have an extra space to accommodate the Xi Sword and the Dusk Sword, as well as the Worry.
At this moment, he had a green blade three feet across, a clear light reflected in his eyes, and whispered: "Everything must end, everything must be returned!"
Retreat!