The huge laurel tree that went straight to the dome collapsed, and the shattered light was like thousands of blades falling to the ground, and it was like a vast heavy snow covering the space.
A figure walks in the falling snow.
Dragging the sword.
Ahead, the deformed and swollen stone rabbit was struggling alive.
It did not die in the explosion of the laurel tree, probably because the laurel tree itself has the same origin as it, and was created by the master of the Taihang Palace in the past. It did not die, but became deformed. The polluted living creatures transformed under the laurel tree.
It has become ugly, no longer as agile and delicate as it was originally. It is bloated and ugly, like a hill of sarcoma lying on the ground, with its facial features squeezed together, and it is roaring and trying to get up.
But it can't.
Because a red eight-faced ancient sword nailed it to the ground. Its hands held the sword tightly, forming a corrosive wound under the force, and wisps of black smoke escaped from it. The smell was like burnt rotten meat.
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Out of the corner of its eye, it caught sight of an approaching figure.
His eyes were filled with fear.
The struggle intensified, which also caused the wound between it and the red ancient sword to become larger and larger, and the stench spread.
"Why? Why are you unscathed!" Shitu's voice was sharp. It raised its head hard and questioned the approaching figure, accompanied by blood splattering from its mouth.
Living creatures shouldn't have blood, let alone such a fishy smell.
It should have been concerned about this weird thing, but now it caught a glimpse of that shadow from the corner of its eye, and its entire mind was occupied by something even more terrifying and incredible.
Xuan Yi's black hair was not stained by dust, and not even the fragments of the destroyed laurel tree fell on him.
Like a drop of black ink on white paper.
It's impossible not to get hurt!
The growth and destruction of the laurel tree can even kill living beings at the true level. It is incredible enough that a dragon who has not yet reached the extreme realm of the imperial realm did not die directly in it, but Li Xi'an appeared in front of the stone rabbit without even a wound on his body!
Shitu seemed to be facing a ghost wandering in reality.
It can't even confirm now whether the other party is really a living creature!
But it was still full of thoughts, shouting and roaring. Li Xi'an's footsteps did not stop, and the blade of Xijian left deep marks in the white fragments covering the ground.
At this time, Shitu saw the lotus blooming in Li Xi'an's eyes again.
The golden tide rises and falls with the rotation of the lotus.
Shitu's expression froze, and he chanted a name like crazy.
"Zhou Fa! Zhou Fa! Hahahaha! Zhou Fa! Years, the past is also time! You are not the dragon at this moment at all, you are the dragon of the past!"
Its wild movements made the death energy around it even deeper.
The faint sword roared, causing Shitu to stop laughing and spit out smelly blood.
This sword attaches the word "death" to the living being, giving the stone rabbit composed of spirits and rules flesh and blood, and the "blood" it spits out symbolizes death.
The Stone Rabbit is the center of the Taihang Palace and has a very close relationship with the Taihang Palace.
At this moment, it doesn't want to worry about the sword on its body anymore.
It twisted its deformed head and stared at Li Xi'an with only a slit in its eyes.
When both were exhausted, the dragon's sudden burst of power and the vast ocean-like aura were pulled over by the law of time, and he looked back on himself!
"But, so what if you backtracked? If you can't hold it back, you'll die anyway! If you use a method you can't control, you'll die even worse!" It laughed sarcastically, as if it had seen the broken and dead dragon after the backtracking was terminated.
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Li Xi'an stopped and looked up indifferently at the deformed and swollen stone rabbit in front of him.
"You know Zhoufa very well."
"Is it because of the owner of Taihang Palace?"
Shimen Beast Mask once mentioned that the knowledge that the living beings in the Taihang Palace can know depends on how much the master who casts them is willing to give and seal it.
Rather than saying that Shitu vividly knew some concepts about the Law of Time, it is better to say that the owner of Taihang Palace left these records for Taihang Palace.
He even knows what happened before Kyushu collapsed.
"Die, Jiaolong." Shitu was still laughing.
Li Xi'an shook his head, there was no emotion on his face.
But the Stone Rabbit was angry. The other party didn't even have a trace of anger, let alone hysterical because it pointed out the reason. It wanted to see the scene where the dragon's shelter had lost its ability to trace back and collapsed, and the other party was facing the fear of impending death.
Confused.
Why are you not afraid of death?
That gaze is calm, as it was when it came, as it is now.
This made it think of the owner of Taihang Palace. Have these people always been like this? Ah! When he left Taihang Palace and set foot on the sea of stars, knowing that it was a dead end, he looked like it was nothing serious. After returning, he lost all hope of life.
Even when he couldn't even set foot on this land, he still had the expression of not having to worry about anything.
Why? Shitu roared deep in his heart.
Why are you leaving?
Why would you go if you knew you were going to die?
"Why?" it asked.
The voice was drowned in the blooming sunlight, and this question was melted together with thousands of years of regret.
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The fragments of the laurel danced, and a large space was cleared due to the swaying light that opened and closed the night sky.
The deformed and bloated stone rabbit in front of me dispersed in the sunlight and disappeared into nothingness.
Li Xi'an put down the Xijian and let go of his hand.
He withdrew his gaze from Shitu's vivid position and looked around. The sky was dark and the moon was white, as if he was standing in a sea of white flowers.
Xi Jian immediately turned into a small fish and swam around him. Without the living body of Stone Rabbit, the Dumb Sword nailed to the ground also shrank rapidly, and the flowing seal script stopped and disappeared on the sword body.
The reason why he let go was simple.
Because he couldn't hold the sword anymore.
The knowledge Shitu Huiling inherited about the law of time is correct.
He used backtracking twice in succession to look back on himself. It was as if he had suffered the same injury, but had transferred his past state to the present moment, so that he could swing the sword and cut off the heads of Laurel and Shitu.
Therefore, the injuries he suffered were not reduced at all, and were even aggravated by using the Zhou method.
The present appearance is a shadow of the past.
In fact, as Shi Tu said, he was indeed about to lose his strength.
"Huh..." Li Xi'an took a deep breath.
The lotus flowers under my eyes are falling apart.
The unscathed and spotless figure is decaying at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Congealed blood, fleshless arms, and large areas of fatal wounds were all presented.
The Deer King jumped down from the Heavenly Cauldron.
Just like that, he caught the staggering figure.
"Take a rest, don't worry." Li Xi'an reached out and stroked the deer king's head.
"It's far worse than last time."
The Deer King raised his head to show his approval.
It curled up its legs and lay down, using its lower abdomen as a pillow for Li Xi'an to lie down on.
The Heaven-Containing Cauldron is suspended not far above, and the seal script is hanging down quietly. The Xi Sword and the Dusk Sword are inserted into the ground, and everything seems to be quiet, but the Silver Moon River is flowing, and the surviving fish and dragons are devouring the ground.
At the same time, the ichthyosaurs, which were wiped out with only runes left, built living structures and joined the feast.
Darkness comes.
Jian Yuechuan soaked Li Xi'an's lying body.
The fish and dragons that devoured the broken Dharma signs did not forget this dragon and brought him nutrients.
At this time, the Jianyue River is no longer in the shape of a river. It is originally water. Now it has spread, covering the hall, and submerging the sea of white flowers. Fish and dragons are wandering in this shallow ocean, and the glistening firelight occasionally shines on it.
Deer and human figures sleeping in the center of the bright sea.