The purple gold energy soared into the sky, but there was no response. The next moment, dozens of thunder struck it, and the Yellow Emperor's clone fell in confusion due to the failure of the sacrifice to heaven. With a bang of thunder, a trace of yellow energy merged into the book, and the edge of the cover was dyed with orange light. It was
Very noticeable changes.
Wulian's clone was about to take it when his eyes narrowed: "This book..."
The feeling of danger was like a ferocious beast about to break out in front of him, so the old man retreated quickly, while a warning signal reminded everyone.
It was already too late, black, white, red, yellow, green flashed rapidly in Qingquan's book...and then there was a "bang", and a line of purple energy suddenly appeared.
As soon as it appeared, the dragon roared and the tiger roared. In addition to escaping into the sacred mountain Wulian behind the altar, it swept in all the immortal clones of the Five Lotus and Five Meridians sects who were fighting for it!
In the purple air, instructions that seemed to be pre-existing in Qingquan's book came out, Qingdi's gentle and calm voice: "Kill, implicated beyond limits."
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom...
In the celestial beings, in the sky, in the corners of the earth, and under the black water abyss, countless clones of the celestial beings are screaming in the roar. Anyone who is implicated has no way to avoid it, no way to hide.
If it were a true heavenly immortal, this silk strain could not be killed, or it could not kill so many, but at this time, it was just an earthly immortal clone. In an instant, countless clones exploded, and rich spiritual energy spurted out.
All the immortal clones present are implicated!
The earth shook and the world cheered, enjoying this gluttonous feast.
Except for the nine Celestial Immortals of Qingmai, who have their own power and are not afraid of it, if they try to get involved with the Celestial Immortals, they can only kill one of them, but it is impossible to kill them all. What's more, they all think they are welcoming the Qing Emperor's return, and no one has any objections at this time.
As for the clones of the Five Meridians Celestial Beings, many of them escaped in a cold sweat without fighting for it. The Celestial Immortal body is still fine in the void, but after all...it can't come back, right?
And all the clones left here are nothing more than earthly immortals, and they are implicated in this... No, this is not implicated in any way, this is to cater to the destiny of the new world, to clean the house and metabolize!
Seeing the murderous aura and spiritual energy spurting out, Ye Qing narrowed his eyes, and suddenly... thought of the innate god in his own world, with a lifespan of half a minute, chasing the sun on the earth, chasing a beam of light from the origin of the world, and the creator behind the scenes.
Accelerating the movement of the sun and the moon, the giant still chases without realizing it, until he dies of exhaustion and loneliness. How similar it is!
God is born to kill, this is the principle of Tao!
The Qing Emperor who designed this global trap may not have the original authority of the Creator, but he undoubtedly has the same vision and human heart layout. He predicts the timing and takes advantage of the world's original demand for resource recycling to compete with all the immortals who come up to compete for the main sacrifice.
A small wound was cut on the clone's body, and it could actually be suppressed when the main body was there, but their main body was not there, so they gave the world the best chance...the opportunity to be unreasonable.
"Next, I'm afraid it will be..."
Rumble!
The immortal heavens that lost their masters fell from the sky under the destruction of the traitorous earth immortals, smashing meteorites on the ground. This unprecedented cleanup made the eyes of the immortals below the heavenly immortals go straight. Some people's bodies were trembling, and huge terror spread towards the entire world.
The Immortal Way pounces...the killing intent of the world.
It seems to be saying... I have tolerated you for a long time.
Pillars of air penetrated the sky and soared into the night, all essence and blood turned into nothing, resentment soared into the sky, the wind washed away the sky, the world was clear, streams of air dispersed between heaven and earth, and little bits of spiritual light returned to the origin of the world.
"Qing Emperor, how! How dare you!"
The face of the surviving Wulian was distorted. He looked back to see only a few disciples and direct disciples left behind him, and then looked outside at the group where almost the entire army had been wiped out. With a trembling voice, he wanted to say harsh words for revenge, but then he discovered - Qingquan
Books are also burning.
Purple gas comes from its burning.
Qing Emperor, of course you dare.
She used her own life treasure and chance of rebirth as a sacrifice, set up this ceremony, and sent almost all the people with ulterior motives as sacrifices. In the past, she had been gentle and tolerant for millions of years as a trustworthy person in heaven and earth, and finally left after her death.
Later, her imperial side was revealed.
Turn this original life return ceremony into a funeral!
It is simply like all the rebellious, traitors, and dissidents. The blood and spiritual energy rush between the heaven and the earth, intertwining into bloody red plums. The petals are scattered in the air, and the seeds of dandelions are drifting in the wind. They seem to be the origin of the world.
Her memorial.
Even Ye Qing was speechless at this moment.
I vaguely understand that this is the final decisive blow in the emperor's strategy that awakens the origin of the world, and at the same time clears the way for himself, the successor of the Qing Dynasty, including himself.
"But... don't sacrifice like this, no need!"
He didn't look happy. He didn't have to be like this at all. He could have turned the tide!
"Qingquan Book" The burning purple gas connected heaven, earth and man on the altar. When it was burned to the last thread, it soared into the sky along the Tianzhu, reflecting the last bright color of the light. Ye Qing stretched out his hand to grab the Tianzhu.
Medium: "Wait!"
But it didn't work.
That power did not pray to heaven at all. Although it rose in the sky pillar, it did not lead to the origin of the world. Even if it was intercepted privately as a small shareholder, it could not be done. Ye Qing could only watch it sink into the sky and explode, feeling
I feel so powerless... powerless in the face of time.
In such a mood, a student who reaches out to his teacher to take care of him has realized that he is better than his master in learning. He wants to repay the favor, but finds that the teacher has left the last gift and walked away.
In the long river of time, it disappears without any echo, and it will not change in any way according to the current situation.
After all, that is the layout left long ago.
The Phoenix girl's somewhat uneasy voice echoed in her ears: "The emperor said that she wanted to return this world in exchange for once..."
"What once?" Ye Qing said in a low voice.
"A chance to give something back to the world...a chance for all to live."
Qingluan's mood eased slightly, and he eagerly searched for the Qingquan Book in the sky, hoping to see a hint of the return of the Taoist companion, but there was no trace of it, and a purple energy burned out, truly and completely returning everything to him.
World: "She said... Even if you are an immortal, you must know how to be grateful. Taking things unilaterally will not last long. Having something to exchange is reciprocal and long-lasting!"
"That's it?"
Everyone looked at each other, and then looked at the air column in the sky, which seemed to be sprouting and unfolding its leaves, which meant the awakening of the origin of the world, and the ceremony of worshiping the heaven was complete, but the price was too heavy, the immortals were almost completely destroyed - even if their bodies drifted back,
You will also find that this world is strange. When Zhulong returns, you will find that the whole world does not recognize it.
It was dawn, yin and yang were dusk.
A huge five-color web appeared in half of the sky as the sun rose, and the spider webs in the forest were dotted with thousands of pearls under the early morning sun.
A five-color lotus pond running in reverse direction descends on half of the night sky before the moon sets, and each lotus flower presents a complex and chaotic aggregation.
"The super weapon...has been restarted."
The five meridians were silent, some had tears in their eyes, and some were in disbelief.
No one would have thought that Emperor Qing would leave behind a backup plan, without considering himself at all, and still continue to promote the overall situation of the world... However, he still fell after all.
Even though this kind of sacrificial kindness is touching, it always feels weird when the expected savior appears briefly and takes away a wave of heads, telling everyone that "it depends on you whether you live or die later."
"If the legend were written, the plot shouldn't be played out like this... At this time, wouldn't the protagonist step forward and lead everyone to fight back and defeat the Ark?"
People are always so cold-blooded, and everyone is selfish by nature. Now they are more concerned about how to survive, so they are inevitably a little dissatisfied.
Except for Ye Qing, Qingluan, Xin Yan and a few others who had a personal relationship with Qingdi, they were still grieving. Most people only had a conceptual symbol for Qingdi. At this time, they suppressed their minds and began to calmly analyze the two super powers in the sky.
Weapon: "Defense...attack...which one to choose?"
"I'm afraid I have no choice. The enemy's energy is endless... If you hold on for dear life, you will die sooner or later."
"The legendary Chaos Thunder Formation?"
"Oops, Wulian is still alive."
"Control……"
In the hustle and bustle, the sacrifice of the savior was almost immediately forgotten, and quarrels began over the corpse of the savior. The reality of survival competition forced everyone to do their best, and became sharp and weak.
Ye Qing originally wanted to change his rhythm, but when he saw this scene, he fell silent again. In a sense, the nature of people is as cold as the world's pan-consciousness. It's like a small group of pan-consciousness giants thrown into Qing Jin's world.
We have been happy, pursued, run, tired, disappointed, and finally walked to our destination in loneliness. Half a minute of the life of the innate gods has compressed everything. However, some people, like Qingdi, make their own active choices, and more people
It is a forced and passive choice.
"She lied to me..."
Qingluan had already burst into tears, holding on until now with a certain belief, and then collapsed emotionally: "She said that everyone can live together...what about herself?"
Ye Qing patted her shoulder comfortingly, feeling sympathetic.
In fact, it is not a lie, and nothing can keep everyone alive. This in itself is a hint-someone must die.
So far, many people have died. Like the Red Emperor, there is still a real body wandering outside, but the Yellow Emperor's real body has fallen, and the clones are all connected in the world, so they are really dead.
If the former emperor had such a result, it would not be surprising if a few more people died, and it would not be surprising if he died himself.
It's just that Qingluan missed the Taoist companion and thought that she would wake up and return to the original ocean of the new world. Now she finds that it is completely irrelevant. Others may just be moved, sad, or excited. For her, she is only full of disappointment.
At this moment, with the immortal as a sacrifice, the immortal sky was shattered, and even the aura at the highest level was lit up, and the illusory images of the two super weapons in the sky became more solid.
The entire Qingdi world has finally awakened significantly.
The sycamore tree is youthful and silent in the night, and the branches of the iron tree are strong in the sun. As the foundation of the world rises, it seems that the rising tide has triggered a switch. The roots of the two trees are touching in the depths of the earth as the earth's veins rise. At the deepest point under the altar, explore
Entering the origin of the world.
An undetectable wind, carrying an unpredictable message, blew out on the boundary membrane. It seemed to be the gentle breath of the world, flying across the void towards the Ark. It was almost like a saint's Taoism, using the time and space corridor method to quickly reach the Ark.
boundary membrane.
At this time, there was a voice: "Verify access rights...soul fluctuation detection...beep..."