Chapter 413 40. The day when hundreds of statues take off into the sky
Author: salute
Chapter 413 40. The day when hundreds of statues take off into the sky
The dojo in the clouds is surrounded by pale statues of gods.
The originally white and auspicious clouds turned into pitch black, and the hundred ancestors of the good world were now living on the clouds, as if they were immersed in ink-colored sea water. The ancestors' perception was so powerful that they could detect that the spirits in the dojo were being eroded and transformed, and these spirits no longer had vitality.
, the decay and death that replaced them, if they were driven, would be more or less corrupted, which made the ancestors of the good world dare not act rashly.
When they talked, explored, and looked up at the center of the cloud dojo, the clouds there were still pure white.
The ancestors who are qualified to occupy the central position have more than three statues. At this time, these statues are overlapped behind the manifested god statue. They are towering and tall, and the majesty they exude forces the oppressive atmosphere back.
The ancestors of the good world were in a stalemate with the four fallen creatures. The weird laughter from before still echoed in their ears, but the ancestors were not afraid. They were waiting for the coming of the law.
The statue of the Hundred Ancestors of the Good World has been completely revived, not only in the clouds, but also in the Taoism belonging to the Hundred Ancestors.
Deep in the mountains, in the Taoist palace, in the vast land, beams of light reach the sky with great momentum. When the creatures on the earth raise their heads, they will find that the beams of light reaching the sky are the statues of ancestors rising, or the statues of ferocious beasts, or the sacred golden
A statue of a person, or a statue of a god who helps the world.
This power shakes all sentient beings in the good world.
"This is... the third statue of the Beast Ancestor! The statue has been suppressed deep in the mountains for a long time. It is rumored that it suppressed a Shinichi beast that competed with it. How many years has this statue not stood up? It has become integrated with the mountains.
One body!" In the mountains, all the demons leaned over in horror, and several demon kings gathered outside the huge gap left by the rising of the statue. This gap was extremely conspicuous in the mountains, as if a large piece of the entire earth had been dug out.
The Demon King also bowed in worship to the departing statue and tensed his nerves at the same time.
"Is the sky going to fall?" One of the horned demon emperors sighed with emotion. He stared at the gray sky and the rain of blood pouring down. In just a few days, this was the third blood rain, which meant that in these few days
Three ancestors have already passed away.
They are not qualified to know directly what happened to the hundred ancestors above the clouds, but the Demon King knows that they and even his own ancestors have never seen the death of their ancestors, and the blood rain has not visited this land for a long time. Now.
The third image of the Beast Ancestor rose up to the sky in their eyes, making the sense of crisis that enveloped their hearts even more intense.
"The statues of the hundred ancestors are rising and reaching the sky." Another Demon King replied.
They stared at the sky, and a feeling of discomfort gradually grew in their hearts.
At the same time, in the land of hundreds of schools in the good world, the disciples in the family were terrified.
The most powerful Confucianism suffered a heavy blow just a few days ago. According to the news about the comings and goings of the emperors, the center of the Confucian land was submerged by the ocean of wishing power. The corpses of the collapsed statues were soaked in the ocean of wishing power. With the wishing power,
There are countless Confucian disciples floating in the ocean of power. The emperors are extremely cautious when going there. May power may be a great tonic for the creatures at the true level, but it is fatal to the creatures who have not reached the true level.
Poison is not even qualified to touch, so the sentient beings and people in Confucian land can only move and stay as far away from the still-expanding ocean of wish as possible.
The children of hundreds of families were terrified because they could not predict whether the next ancestor to die would be their own ancestor.
Once the ancestors return to silence, the Taoist lineage will be shattered, and everything will be swallowed up by the turmoil caused by the collapse of the idols.
Disciples from hundreds of families guarded the statue day and night and prayed for it. But at this moment, the statue woke up and bloomed with divine light. People in the Taoist tradition could see that the statue stood up and soared into the sky.
"Are you going to take the second statue with you? What happened?"
"Not just!" an old man shouted. The moment the old man finished speaking, the earth roared and cracked, and a giant creature covered with scales stepped onto the earth from the abyss. It raised its head and looked down at the people here. There was a orb between its eyebrows, emanating from it.
There was a bright light, and after a while, the giant beast soared into the sky, followed by the previous statue, leaving the world, turning into a beam of light and heading towards the clouds.
"The third statue of Zu! Zu took all the bone statues away!"
At this moment, this scene is taking place in hundreds of places in the good world.
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A hundred schools of thought contend in the small world, and the dark sea roars.
The vitality of the filth was too strong, and it still wanted to revive. The head of the statue turned, and the sea water submerged its body, but it still could not submerge its head. At this time, the pair of eyes were staring in the direction of Li Chengqi, as well as those beside Li Chengqi.
Yang Lianyue.
The black spirit surges.
But suddenly, all these spirits disappeared, the sky was clear and clear, and two star-like palms tore the sky apart.
The filth that touches the branches and mends the chest sees the broken laws outside the world. The golden lines built by the saints are broken and scattered on the ground. Then, the existence that does not belong to the contention of a hundred schools of thought comes.
The dirty thing glanced into the crack in the sky and trembled all over.
The filth has no rational thinking. It is instinctive trembling and fear. It is just a glimpse of the creature that is about to tear the sky apart and come to this world.
"Crack..." Along the full moon, branch-shaped cracks appeared in the sky.
A dark arm stretched out, its fingers spread out.
The faint sword in Li Chengqi's hand fell from his hand and turned into a sword light and rushed towards the sky. The sword expanded crazily until it was flush with the mountains of the earth. The eight-sided sword reflected the world. That hand held the ancient red copper sword,
In an instant, firelight rose up and enveloped the world, the entire sky was dyed red, and the skyline was golden, as if the setting sun had disappeared and stayed in the sky as the last ray of afterglow.
Wuwu finally understood why the wound caused by the sword could not be healed, because the sword belonged to an older and more noble being.
The gods are too young compared to him.
On the sea, the pale statue squirmed and neighed, unwilling to die.
But the arm gently waved the ancient sword, and then all the fire was poured into the world. The afterglow of dusk fell to the earth, covering all visible things and pictures.
Li Chengqi and Yang Lianyue subconsciously raised their hands to block the hot and bright light.
At some point, golden branches and leaves extended from the cracks, catching them and taking them away from this world.
Their souls seem to be constantly floating in the universe, crossing countless worlds and dark star fields. Looking down, they will find a cluster of fire blooming in the depths of the dark mirror sea.
The Sea of Jingles is eccentric and dreamlike. The golden branches serve as their earth and the leaves serve as their sky, preventing them from getting lost in the Sea of Jingles.
Until the light reappeared and they saw the good world.
But the journey has not yet stopped. They were led all the way to the clouds and were accommodated by a jade tablet. Li Xi'an was standing next to the jade tablet. He was holding the Dusk Sword in one hand and the book "Hundred Schools of Thoughts contend" in the other.
Laurel - the womb of the world that surges with rosy colors.
Li Chengqi was stunned. He didn't even have time to be surprised by the Master's ability to break the law.
Because more terrifying things occupied his mind, when he reached the clouds, the extremely weird aura became more obvious and more barbaric!
He is familiar with this smell.
This is the aura that belongs exclusively to...the law!