On the vast sea, Li Xi'an was drenched in blood and watched the collapse of the Zhaoxingxing Taoist system.
It fell from the void and disintegrated, leaving no trace in the end.
Bloody rainwater hit his scales, evaporating white mist. The ancient tree stood here, and the Jianyue River overlapped with the Wangchuan River under the tree. The nine bone statues returned to the tree in turn, and among them there were still four faceless statues. At this moment
The traces of Zhou Dharma's blessing on the faceless statue gradually dissipated, and the four phantoms of the Moon God, Sky Fox, Feathered Serpent, and Xingcai disappeared after being shrouded in mist.
The pitch-black realm is still spreading, like a huge black mouth swallowing up all the bloody raindrops.
The majestic power of wish was incorporated into the bone statue of Minghai Xiaoyao. The dark blue body began to gradually appear black gold lines, and the rest was absorbed by the ancient tree. The silent immortals in the jade tablet woke up and ate the fallen belt of the Taoism.
The torrent of wish power that came. The immortals carried by the food immortals today are like living creatures. They are gradually leaving the category of living beings and are between reality and illusion. They are probably the life forms of the star fish dragons at the beginning.
Li Xi'an dispersed his scales, stepped into his own realm, and walked along the Jianyue River. Under the calm river surface, a little golden fluorescence was approaching him.
There are misty clouds and mist above the head, where all the immortals are enjoying themselves, and the sound of music can be heard faintly.
The crown of the ancient tree towers above everything else, and the stars are just gaps in the light between its branches and leaves.
Li Xi'an heard the words of the immortals and the sound of music. He realized that he was not without Taoism, this was his Taoism. That special Dharma brought him a reflection of the ancient heaven in the hidden era, and his own
The field opens up the basis of its existence.
At this moment, the death of Zhao Yaolanxing and the fall of Xulingdao have accelerated the occurrence of these things.
Let Heaven no longer be limited to a living state, they have gained a new attitude, and can even drink and have fun, so happy.
Li Xi'an continued walking along the Jianyue River and towards the ancient tree.
A huge snake-shaped corpse is buried under the ancient tree.
He dug it out and carefully sank the corpse into the depths of Jianyue River, isolating it from the world. No living beings can detect the existence of this corpse. When time permits in the future, he will find the corpse.
City, walk the sacred road again to bring Kukulkan's head back. The possibility of a miracle happening is very small, but not impossible, especially since the other party is an ancient and respected feathered creature. After such a long time, the remains of Kukulkan's head are still there.
His blood can also suppress the spiritual power of an unshakable person.
Li Xi'an took off several jade tablets, took out the life essence of the two ancient beasts of wind and thunder, and threw them towards Jian Yue River like bait.
In an instant, the mirror-like tranquil water surface boiled, countless golden stars began to gather here, and the high-pitched chirping of ichthyosaurs could be heard. At the same time, many ichthyosaurs began to transform, and their bodies grew rapidly, and in the blink of an eye they were
The golden stars are suspended between the ancient trees, consciously drawing energy from the outside.
In the Jianyue River, stars are rising slowly one by one.
Li Xi'an watched this scene with stars in his eyes.
As all the star-changing ichthyosaurs turned into stars, the light of the golden stars dimmed again. They returned to their once tiny postures and swam into the Jianyue River again. This does not mean that the star-changing ichthyosaurs chose to degenerate and transformed from themselves into stars.
From the moment of , the ichthyosaurs are already complete bodies, and they can transform into stars at any time if necessary.
The fish and dragons jumped into the Jianyue River one after another, splashing moon-white water. Soon, the last ray of light faded away, and the water ripples became calm.
Li Xi'an closed his eyes.
The images of the immortals who feasted on food began to become illusory and uncertain, and the realm of the dark universe shrank.
On the vast sea, strong winds rise, wind and clouds move, and red dragons soar into the sky.
There is still unfinished business.
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Taihang, the earth type, the tree that lasts forever.
Many people in the world call it the golden ancient tree, but now only one person calls it the old camphor tree.
A true Buddha, whose name is Shizang Bodhi. It is said that this true Buddha asked the true Buddha's path under the ginkgo tree, studied the Dharma diligently, and finally achieved the true fruition and attained the true Buddha status. If it were not for the arrival of the unshakable one, few of the spirits in Taihang would
There are living beings who know that there is a true Buddha in this mountain.
Golden ancient trees, Jian Yuechuan, the Eight Kings of Taihang, and a true Buddha.
This is the reason why Taihang still stood firm after all the dragon veins fell.
But it’s not enough to protect yourself.
At this moment, under the golden ancient tree, an altar was raised and built under the ancient tree. In this dim sky and earth, the ancient tree was the only bright source of light. This also made the altar sacred, and the jade bricks were integrated into one.
The center depicts the appearance of today's Kyushu with uncanny craftsmanship.
Ancient seal characters are drawn around the landforms of Kyushu, like stars guarding the land of Kyushu.
A young man dressed in rich and colorful clothes stood on the altar, still carving the details on the altar. With his movements and the inspiration of his spirit, blood was even seeping out. Obviously, his condition was very bad.
The Dragon King of the Yellow River, the current master of the Hetu Luoshu, Heng Dynasty.
"If you can't hold on, give up this time. Jiuzhou can't lose you. When the Kunlun envoys arrive in Taihang, you can follow them to Kunlun. That is the last pure land of Jiuzhou, even the hundreds of thousands of mountains and snowy areas that have not fallen.
The situation on the plateau is not much better than ours." Outside the altar, the huge winged tiger Tianhao muttered.
There are several figures beside him, all of them are kings of Taihang, and there is also a human among them.
One of the eight kings who was once second only to Tian Hao in combat power, Bai Xing Chu Fu, has died in battle. The human who succeeded Bai Xing on the throne is a descendant of the Chu family village. He is not the second King Bai Xing, but the fourth.
Ren, everyone in front of you is dead. Only by standing in this position can you obtain the title of King of Taihang, and obtain the support of dragon veins, which are also infused with the spiritual power of the earth-type golden ancient trees. These powers are far beyond common sense, and even allow
The king's own cultivation is no longer important.
Essentially, it is a carrier run by dragon veins and the power of prayer.
Cultivation is indeed not that important when facing the wave of filth, but it will determine when the king dies. Carrying power far beyond oneself comes at a price. The more power you gain than yourself, the faster you will die.
There are very few creatures who are qualified to succeed the throne, and now it is even more vicious cycle. If the cultivation is not enough, they will soon die in battle, and then continue to look for the creatures who are qualified to succeed the throne. Due to lack of time, the next king
If your cultivation level is lower than before, you will die faster.
The positions of the Eight Kings are constantly changing, and things have changed.
Until now, the only person who has actually seen the King of Taihang in the past is Tian Hao. The current eight kings can only glimpse the illusory shadow of the great king in the past during the king-making ceremony.
"Just leave it to him." A voice came softly.
After hearing this, Tian Hao stopped talking, and the seven kings, who were constantly changing, lowered their heads.
At the altar, Heng Chao took a deep breath.
The spiritual energy in this world is so filthy that even the edges of the dragon veins are beginning to be eroded, but under this ancient tree, the spiritual energy is still as rich and pure as before.
The runes were lit, he spread his arms, and concentrated on activating the ancient magic.
Hetu Luoshu.
His cheek actually began to break and blood spilled out.
The moment the beam of light rose from the sky, Heng Chao's figure was shaking unsteadily. It was obvious that he was unable to support a ceremony of this scale as he was still seriously injured. He used the River Map and the Luoshu to communicate with the outside world and illuminate the return of the kings in the sea of stars.
the road.
White mist filled the jade altar.
The eight kings didn't know why, but the real Buddha narrowed his eyes.
White mist filled the air, covering the altar in a few breaths, and Heng Chao's figure completely disappeared into the mist.
There were footsteps behind Heng Chao, a hand pressed on his shoulder, and a force came from him that actually supported him as he was shaking.
The next moment, a beam of light shot into the sky, and Hetu Luoshu's power was skyrocketing!
This extremely bright light illuminates the earth, allowing all spirits in Taihang to see it.
"I'm looking forward to it." In a blur, Heng Chao heard someone behind him say with a smile.
The Hetu Luoshu was completely illuminated, and Taoism circulated. There were even places that the Heng Dynasty could not touch. But he was the master of the altar. He didn't know the place. Who could drive it so easily and freely?
The terrifying power of Hetu Luoshu pierced the sky.
Heng Chao was confused.
He almost lost his ability to think under the influence of this power, but he still knew that the energy activated by Hetu Luoshu did not need to be so huge when calling the kings outside the Nine Provinces! With such a majestic and vast power, it seemed that everything was there.
He bowed his head.
Heng Chao used his last bit of strength to turn around, trying to see clearly the face of the thing behind him.
The next moment, he was stunned.
What was resting on his shoulders was not a hand at all, but an arm covered with red scales!
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