Looking at the small world, the sound of explosions is rolling in the sky.
It was as if there was an extremely huge drum beating high in the sky.
Then, the blazing white light drowned everything at this moment, setting the sky on fire!
The creatures living in this world looked up and saw the sky covered with brilliant white flowers, which was breathtakingly beautiful.
But at the same time, extremely terrifying power erupted from deep in the sky. This power formed into a roar, making those who heard it tremble severely.
What kind of anger and resentment can this roar be? It's like the evil that comes from the Nine Netherworld and has been suppressed for thousands of years before it can appear, is suppressed again just before it sets foot in the human world.
The high sky to which all spirits look.
There was nothing but a sea of gorgeous flowers in their sight.
But in the center of this world, on top of the ancient orthodoxy that has stood for incomparably long years, all the monks knelt down and clasped their heads on the ground. Whether they were respected elders or humble ordinary disciples.
Densely packed, like a dark tide.
At the top, stood a figure, the only standing figure among all the kneeling monks.
Dressed in luxurious clothes, her hair, which used to be tied up with a jade hairpin, was now hanging loose, and she had a face as pale as a corpse.
The power that seems to be able to collapse the sky comes from this figure.
Ancestor.
The master of this world and this orthodoxy, Yuchai Shunde!
At the end of the world, above the horizon, the burning corpses of giants fell to the earth, one, two, three... until the number reached eight.
Those statues of gods burning with pale flames lost their divinity, and the willpower that built their bodies was also roasted and burned in the flames, and finally burned away.
The bone statues that built doors and bridges also crashed.
That blow shattered everything.
The eight True One Bone Statues instantly collapsed under that blow. This shouldn't be the case. Even if the True One Bone Statues paid the price of crossing the boundary, and the power that could almost suppress the complete True Life Spirits was reduced to the extreme realm of the Imperial Dao, it would still be useless in the end.
The bone statue of the Shaker, the bone statue of the Imperial Realm, and even her projection can suppress the influence of Shen Xingshan in this world, so that the bone statue that descends is enough to exert a power close to the true one.
In order to reshape the Dharma, she crossed the boundaries of the seven bone statues, plus the one that built the door, eight more. This Taoist tradition is not ready to be taken back.
This is the price of coming to this world.
The eight bone statues are the eight rampant ancestors in this world, or in any other world except Kyushu. But she threw them all away for the sake of the Chenxing Mountain.
The current world simply does not have the ability to crush the bone statue in a short period of time.
Because this is not her true body, and the cross-border bone statues do not have the power to instantly revive the ancient mountains. As long as she can get Chenxing Mountain to reshape the Dharma, what's the problem of losing eight bone statues? She knows her true body sooner or later.
Will come back, she is also Yuchai Shunde, and knows what the main body wants to do.
The true bone statue has control over both. When the true body returns, these bone statues will become incompletely controllable, but the dharma will not. Her dharma is hers.
The figure raised his head, his pale face was painted with bright makeup, his hair was spread out, and his eyes were filled with ice blue.
But she didn't.
The arrow from the depths of the star sea caused her to lose everything.
How could there be a living being in the world who could shoot this arrow? All the bone statues that came to the world were wiped out, and even the bone statue that lived in the slit of space was not spared.
To be able to achieve such power... Yuchai Shunde recalled the scene before the projection disappeared.
In her prime she could.
If that arrow were placed in a small world with a fragile boundary wall, it would be enough to knock it down with one arrow. And destroying the boundary with one blow is something that the Unshakable has ever done.
But how could there be an unbeatable person in his prime in Kyushu now?
She stared at the sea of flowers blooming high in the sky, and then lowered her head.
Losing the bone statue and losing most of the elite disciples, the body can escape from my hands when it has these things, but what about when it doesn't have them? She will be annihilated.
Ever since "Jade Hairpin Shunde" used the law of creation to turn one into ten thousand, after she woke up and left with the help of one of ten thousand, she already understood that she was no longer the unshakable one. She had always been the shadow of the other party, a shadow.
body.
Her hair fell down, covering her expression.
The shoulders are shaking.
All the disciples in the Taoist tradition had their heads firmly pressed to the ground, not daring to raise their heads at all.
Terrible coercion was permeating the air, and the huge spirit seeped into their bones. Because of the terrible pressure, beads of sweat flowed from their cheeks and dripped to the ground. They heard an extremely soft voice, and that voice was laughing.
"Yes...I am a dirty thing..."
"We...are all dirty things."
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The vast river is rolling up and down, and the middle of the river is not visible on both sides, as if they are separated by the sea.
This is the current Yellow River.
The ancient river that nurtured civilization carries all living beings, including many powerful and powerful demon kings, who are entrenched in the depths of the river and are feared by the creatures on the shore.
The Yellow River almost crosses the Great Yan Kingdom, which is equivalent to a large state in the past Kyushu. However, no king has been born in such a vast ancient area, so the bloody separatist wars have continued to this day.
All the creatures living in the Yellow River have heard a rumor that a dragon once swam in the Yellow River, but they don't know where they went.
In this chaotic and bloody era, many creatures in the Yellow River long for peace, and the only way to bring peace to those cruel and powerful monsters is for the Yellow River itself to have a kind and powerful king.
The dragon passed down by word of mouth among many living beings has become a source of sustenance.
There are also living beings who say that the dragon is already dead. They saw with their own eyes the corpse of the dragon sinking into the boundless abyss of the Yellow River.
Now the two demon emperors born in the Yellow River used the place where the dragon disappeared as a battlefield to separate the east and west. It turned into a bloody battlefield and swept away the lives of countless creatures. Not only the spirits of the Yellow River, but also the human race on the shore.
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The battlefield was near an ancient human city, only a few dozen miles away.
It is said that the reason why the two demon emperors have not destroyed the ancient city so far is because there is an extremely terrifying sword in the ancient city, which is enough to kill the demon emperor.
But the people there couldn't freely use the power of the sword, so they could only hang it on the city gate to ward off the Yellow River demons.
And today, the war has started again.
The demons on both sides roared, and the emperors of the two sides sat on the thrones made by the river, facing each other.
In the fighting, scales and flesh flew everywhere, the fishy smell filled the air, and the evil spirit and huge spiritual energy shook the river and the earth.
The ancient human city not far away has already made preparations.
"Kill those who come close!" ordered the young man who was lighting up a cigarette at the city gate. Although he was young, the rising people around him were all focused on him, and it was obvious that he had the absolute right to speak. Behind him, an old man leaned against
On the wall, there was a happy smile.
The sky is overcast and a heavy rain is coming.
And on the earth, a rain of blood poured from above will also come.
But suddenly, the rusty ancient sword hanging on the city gate roared like muffled thunder!
"What's wrong?" someone yelled.
"There is something strange about the ancient sword!" Someone was adjusting parameters in the command room.
The young man standing at the forefront also frowned. He brought this sword back and buried it for several years before taking it out for use. To resist the Yellow River demon, there has been no such big movement for such a long time.
"Is there a Demon Emperor approaching?" The old man came over.
"Absolutely not." The young man shook his head, "Let's not mention that the two demon emperors are confronting each other on the abyss battlefield. The demon emperor alone cannot cause such a big movement with this sword."
The earth seemed to be shaking.
The sword's vibrating sound was as wild as a dragon's.
The young man suddenly realized something, and the memories that had been buried in his mind for a long time emerged.
He held his breath and widened his eyes.
"Scout! Put some sites in the lower reaches of the Yellow River!" he shouted.
This surprised everyone. In their impression, this young man and their leader had never been so out of sorts.
Although the observer was confused, he still followed the instructions.
At this moment, the projection of the spiritual energy crystal showed the scene outside the battlefield, the roaring Yellow River water.
Nothing.
Something went wrong? Just when everyone was confused, they heard someone yelling.
"Then...what is that!"
The man stood up and pointed to a corner of the screen.
The water is dancing wildly, the waves are soaring into the sky, and on the surging water, there are rows of red bone spurs, washed by the water, as rugged as rocks!
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Five thousand words updated, not bad
I added something later in this chapter. It is not the two thousand three shown. You can refresh it.