The lake water as black as thick ink ripples under the golden flames.
Ether Xing Baxing forcibly manifests the "door" hidden in the slit of space, giving it an entity.
Li Xi'an looked down at the dark land.
The surrounding mountains and land were all overturned and melted, and everything seen so far was strangely black.
Beside the scales of his winding body, a carapace with dark gold patterns shattered, emitting a final wave before disappearing. The power of Taihang Baxing is terrifying, but the door hidden deep in another space cannot be built solely through violent means.
Li Xi'an used a mole's carapace for positioning. The magic on this shell was similar to a crosshair and a line. What he had to do was to smash the magic seal along the predetermined direction.
The divine fire spread and burned on the black lake.
Wisps of black smoke rose from the fire, and now you can still see the huge skeleton in the fire. The calcined crystals, the spiritual energy passing quickly.
The way of practice in the old Kyushu is very different from that in the modern world. Even if they are demons, the most fundamental purpose of those demon kings with powerful bodies when they build the Ji Palace is still to place the golden body of the soul. If we follow the past fights and battles,
For monks above the Yang Shen realm, it is difficult for monks to fall in games of the same level. The golden body of the soul has a very strong self-protection ability, and most monks of the same level do not have the means to destroy the golden body of the opponent's soul.
But it's different now.
No matter what kind of creature they are, they all choose another path that was once not recognized.
Cast the golden body of the soul into your own body, and build a palace to manifest the image of heaven and earth.
The living emperor created by this difficult cultivation path is more than a little stronger than the monks of the old Kyushu. Li Xi'an raised his head and swung his body into the air. Under his body, the flames engulfed the huge skeleton, and the
The demon emperor's golden body of soul was not even qualified to escape from the sea of fire, so it collapsed and melted.
Cries, wails, and roars overlapped in the depths of the lake.
Many different sounds are superimposed together, like hell descending on the world in the blazing golden flames.
Li Xi'an was perched high in the sky, staring at the scene on the ground.
He is waiting.
Jade Hairpin Shunde sits on the crystal jade hand, eyes closed.
The red dragon has too many methods to deal with filth, and she does not need to worry about whether the other party can deal with the lake that symbolizes the door. She is also waiting for someone who will not let the flames continue, and he will appear.
As the fire burns, the color begins to return to the area.
It is no longer the dull, smooth edge of the earth, the green trees and snow gradually take on color, and the sky gradually changes from dark to blue.
The black lake water is shrinking.
Suddenly, Yuchai Shunde opened his eyes.
At this moment, Li Xi'an saw the shadow of a giant statue appearing behind her. Carrying thousands of arms, it was crystal clear, sacred and solemn. It looked like the loving Guanyin enshrined in the temple, and also like the majestic god coming to the world.
Empty silence.
…………
Deep in the sea of stars, there is another realm.
People living on this star looked up and saw a huge black shadow moving above the clouds, and the sky suddenly became dark.
That is an arm, covering the sky and the sun.
The true bone statue that built the passage and implemented the cross-border bridge was closing its hands. The runes were flowing, pulling in incredible and terrifying power. But on the edge formed by the arms, ice-blue light was flickering.
"Jade Hairpin Shunde." The middle-aged man sitting cross-legged on the head of the real bone statue murmured.
"Now that you have lost the true realm, do you still want to cross the border and take action against me?"
He looked up and saw the silent shadow of the giant statue in the dark crack in the sky. The thousands of arms formed a seal. The moment the bone statue he crossed the boundary was about to stop, he noticed his intention and used the magic of creation forcefully.
, to destroy the true bone statue that performed the cross-border.
They are both unshakable and understand each other too well.
Zhaozhaolanxing knew that the door had lost its function when it was discovered, so he did not spend a huge price to send a bone statue for preservation. What's more, the real bone statue has no strength after crossing the border. When encountering ordinary creatures, a bone statue
Enough. But facing a living dragon and the jade hairpin Shunde, he would be causing trouble for himself if he sent a bone statue.
The unshakable Zhenyi Bone Statue that has not arrived in Kyushu is enough to suppress ordinary ancestors. Even the current Yuchai Shunde, who has lost the Zhenyi realm, cannot challenge him head-on.
But the key point is that the other party is a person based in Jiuzhou in this world, he is an outsider.
Especially the bone statue that built the bridge.
If he didn't give way, Yuchai Shunde would be able to use the rules of Kyushu to completely leave his bone statue behind.
"boom--!"
The sky shook, and ice-blue white light overflowed from the cracks.
The swaggering star looked at the woman on the other side from a distance across a boundary wall. There was no expression on his face, excitement, contempt, anger, and other emotions were all absent from that face.
He stretched out his hand, and several coins flipped from his palm.
The ice crystal-condensed arm broke, and the middle-aged man smiled bitterly. He still had the same character, and there was no change after such a long time. The true bone statue returned completely, and the crack disappeared. However, Yuchai Shunde still relied on the power of Kyushu
, cut off one arm of the bone statue, leaving traces of ice crystals on the edge of the wound.
Looking at the flawless sky, which is shaped like a whole crystal deep sapphire, I feel a little lost in the stars.
The path he had planned since he woke up was blocked. This was a door to the real world, and the other party closed the door for him on the other side.
Several copper plates turned over, and the ice crystals on the bones began to melt like wounds.
After all, he is no longer the True One. The power of using the law of creation at the extreme level of the Imperial Dao is much weaker than before.
But why are they enemies? Suddenly, Zhao Yao Lanxing thought of this question. They were both unshakable in that era, so why did they separate the boundaries and change the law today? He found that his malice against Kyushu was like water flowing downward.
, the clouds rise naturally.
There's no reason, it just seems like it should be.
At the last moment when the door was closed, the pair of ice blue eyes he met were clear and clear.
Look at him.
No, not looking at him.
The copper plate turning in Zhao Yao Lanxing's hand stopped.
That kind of gaze is not so much staring at him, but rather looking at something inside him.
A snowflake appeared in front of him.
But here we are high above the clouds, with the stars above us, so how can there be snowflakes?
…………
The current world, Xiaoxing'anling.
The white and icy mountains, even the clouds have a cold chill.
The woman with white hair and white clothes exhales.
The looming shadow collapsed behind her.
She fell to the ground, and the dark lake disappeared without a trace, leaving only the soil of the mountains melted by the red dragon.
A huge deep pit was formed.
The jade hands of creation dispersed in the air and turned into ice and snow. They fell to the place where she was standing and turned into pure water. It didn't take long for the clear water to cover her slender ankles.
In the snow, red shadows are wandering.
The movement of this behemoth creates strong winds, causing the snow to become erratic.
"It's time to go." A voice came from the air.
Yuchai Shunde stared at the gathering clear water, with snowflakes floating on it.