The black sun in mid-air is still turning slowly, and the invisible wind gathers around it to form a vortex.
Just like giant whirlpools in the sea swallowing up large ships passing around, the strong centripetal force will pull them into the center of the sky, crushing the steel and iron hulls until the various materials used to make the ships are layered step by step.
The difference between today's black sun and the whirlpool in the sea is that the medium has changed from water to air, and objects pulled into the center of the extreme sky will be directly carbonized by high temperatures, and their bones will no longer exist.
In the venue that was damaged due to the fighting, the large and small bricks and rubble scattered on the ground have been pulled by this gravitational force close to the black sun that slightly distorted the space due to the extreme high temperature, and then were instantly annihilated into corn powder.
Li Yongyuan, who has turned on the keel state, can control his body's center of gravity very well, so he has no worries in this regard for the time being. However, other orthodox hybrids have begun to be unable to resist the gradually increasing gravity, and their bodies are slowly leaning towards the dead black sun.
past.
Seeing this scene, the handsome boy slowly pulled out the mighty sword in front of him that was used to immobilize himself, and walked firmly towards the black sun.
A true monarch should not let his innocent subjects die alone while watching indifferently.
This only highlights the incompetence and weakness of the monarch.
The audience on the sidelines watched in shock as the boy walked away with the sword in hand. They finally understood what kind of character this generation of true kings was.
But there is no need for him to make such a crazy sacrifice. No matter how excellent his dragon bloodline is and how high his physical fitness is, he can't resist the extreme heat that is comparable to the surface of the sun. This is the authority that the Dragon King should have.
At the seventh-level seat, cold sweat broke out on the forehead of the Zhao family elder. If the new true monarch dies under this dark sun today, everyone in the Zhao family who knows the secret of Zhao Xi's life experience will be mercilessly bloodbathed by the clan!
The laws of this world will not protect these "black households" from the old era.
Li Longyuan just held the sword and walked towards the girl in black step by step. The frosty white sword body had a pale golden dragon pattern emerging, and it faintly emitted the dragon's roar of Qingyue, warning the sword master.
This is the living spirit that was taken by the two great swordsmen when the Tai'a sword was made and sealed in the sword. Only such superb and ancient alchemy technology can kill the metal itself and then arrange the material molecules in a prescribed order.
Then bring it back to life.
But Li Longyuan ignored it and just kept walking forward in silence. Even though the green brick floor he stepped on with his bare feet became increasingly hot, he didn't take it to heart.
The analysis formed instantly in his brain told him that the only way to destroy this black sun was to defeat its central pole with all its strength, just like inserting your hand into a small vortex in a basin and using extreme resistance to stop the flow of the vortex.
But no matter how similar the black sun was to the whirlpool in the water, there were differences. For example, he couldn't really get close to the extremely hot center point, and he wasn't sure whether he had the absolute power to stop the rotation of the black sun.
But he had no choice.
So he struggled to stand thirty steps away from the black sun. He could only go so far. The extremely hot temperature had seriously threatened the operation of various functions of his body.
The handsome boy didn't reply, just waved his hand.
When he reviewed the previous battle, his final action of holding the sword to kill was really irrational.
In his own analysis, the girl had a high chance of dying, but he actually forgot that when the releaser of the black sun dies, the black sun will collapse, swallowing everything around it and setting off a huge storm, forming a huge gravitational field.
, the crisis caused is even more terrifying than the incomplete Black Sun field.
After all, it is burned with the life of the releaser as the medium, the final splendor.
If the girl in front of him knew what he was thinking at this time, she would probably consider letting the black sun crush him into ashes again, right?
He was not repenting for drawing his sword and slashing at his cute, cute girl, but he was thinking about how to deal with the trouble caused by killing her.
The spectators who had saved their lives were respectful and looked at the figure in Hua Shang standing with a sword in the field.
"I'm convinced, you will be the boss from now on."
The tall Zhou Chen walked over holding Si Yao's left arm. Both of them were equally sluggish, but they still shouted loudly, as if they wanted everyone in the family to hear.
Rules are rules.
He, Zhou Chen, recognized the final result of this challenge, and the loser was convinced. According to the orthodox family rules, the loser will become the true king's bodyguard. He will worry about the humiliation of his subjects, and he will die if he humiliates his subjects.
"me too!"
Si Yao beside him spoke weakly. If Zhou Chen hadn't held him down just now, he would have been pulled by the hurricane in the black sun field and burned into charcoal in the dead heat of the sun.
In the final analysis, they had no ill intentions towards Li Longyuan in their hearts. They were just young people, and some disputes of temper were inevitable. They also wanted to see what the character of the lord they would be loyal to in the future was like.
From a certain point of view, all the spectators present owe Li Yongyuan their lives, because at the critical moment, he was the only one who dared to raise his sword and face the dark sun, and almost sacrificed himself to save others.
Although the approach seems a bit childish and silly, hey, the sincerity in the words is much better than the cold-blooded selfish guy.
"Well, can I call you boss in the future?" The girl in black stood leaning on a gun, her face was pale, and she raised her hand weakly.
She didn't know the difference between Boss and Zhenjun, but she always felt that the title should be more affectionate, and she wanted to get closer to Li Yongyuan.
The handsome boy slowly shook his head under their burning gazes, then stepped forward and rubbed Zhao Xi's head, grinning in front of her crimson face: "Just call me Young Master or Young Master, Boss is a very good title.
It's like the underworld, but it lacks a bit of orthodoxy."
The looks of the three people ranged from eagerness to disappointment to weirdness. It turns out that this lord is a decent person who cares about pomp and circumstance!
Zhou Chen's playful eyes stared at Si Yao next to him, causing him to turn his head away unnaturally.
He was secretly happy in his heart, but he never thought that someone as arrogant and arrogant as Si Yao would one day bow his head and respectfully call someone young master.
He seemed to see Si Yao dressed as a waiter in white standing in front of the dining table covered with white cloth, opening the silver trays one by one for the young master in front of him, introducing today's dishes, and occasionally looking at the bottomed tall feet with discernment.
The glass is filled with mellow red wine. Haha, it’s so cool!
There was a knock on the door, and a tall waiter pushed the dining cart and brought a new round of delicacies. As soon as he came in, he called Qian'er, nodded and bowed and said, "Young Master, please take it easy!", with a smile like a flattering old chrysanthemum.
Damn it, how does this person look like me?
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Four boys and girls of different shapes stood in the arena with cracked ground, but all of them were full of vigor and determination. The orthodox old people looked at them as if they were seeing the orthodox future.
They looked at each other in silence, and someone in the crowd took the lead in clapping. The sparse applause ignited people's high emotions like a fuse, and then the warm applause continued for a long time.
Li Chengqian, in a white cloud robe, stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at the new king's enthronement ceremony from the highest point of the arena. Li Longyuan's sincerity won the heartfelt love and support of his subjects.
But he was not satisfied.
Not all places in the world are like Li's heavenly palace in the clouds that has been in operation for thousands of years. It has the alchemical matrix and the spirit of words and precepts engraved and inherited by countless ancestors, which can save his life and that of his subordinates in times of crisis.
If he died accidentally today, no one would grieve for him except those who truly loved him and would shed tears and be sad for it.
Among the people he saved, those who knew his character might give him a bouquet of flowers at his funeral, while those who didn't know him well might even speculate on him with the greatest malice.
But no matter what, they will open a new chapter in their lives the next day, and they will not care about the old almanac that will always stop on this day.
Death is like a lamp going out, and the soul is not free.
It is difficult for a person who does not value his own life to achieve earth-shattering deeds. Only by better controlling power and gaining strength can he save more people.
He hoped Li Yongyuan could understand.
ps: Many readers said that this chapter was not polished and abandoned the book. I was also very helpless, but this chapter is really important and contains many plots related to the secrets of orthodoxy. If you particularly want to know the answer, you can jump directly.
To Chapter 261.
Friends who don't like it can skip to the next chapter, which is Chapter 22. The main plot of the Dragon Clan gradually unfolds from Chapter 22.