Jiang Qinian's brain was warning frantically at this moment. He didn't dare to be careless and ducked to one side, but the aura of annihilation seemed to be endless, immediately surrounding the space around him!
Huge and deformed monsters condensed together. They roared and rushed over. Jiang Qinian's eyes narrowed, and he cut those monsters into two in the blink of an eye. But then, the bodies of those monsters condensed again, and a large number of
Gray mist spewed out from it, placing Jiang Qinian in it!!
The raging tornado blew away the gray mist, and Xue Yi's figure also appeared in front of Jiang Qinian. The purple flames in his eyes burned more and more intensely. He laughed ferociously, and several monsters appeared behind him. A handful of them were completely controlled by the darkness.
The spear formed by the condensed emotions instantly appeared in the hand!!
"Death!! Third-turn Rasho Gun!!"
In an instant, three huge monsters suddenly erupted with powerful energy fluctuations. Under the influence of this power that nearly destroyed everything, the monster's body continued to twist and change, until finally, three huge gray lotus flowers with strange runes printed on them emerged.
Appeared behind Xue Yi, speeding towards him with the spear in his hand!!
Countless dark emotions poured out, sweeping through everything around them like a raging torrent. The earth shattered and the sky trembled rapidly, while Jiang Qinian looked solemn and mobilized the surrounding space!!
"The Explosive Flame of the Sky!!!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a series of violent explosions resounded between the sky and the earth. The space collapsed in pieces. Every time a place collapsed, a large amount of hellfire exploded from it. All the spaces were concentrated at one point, and the hellfire intertwined.
The heat wave surged, and the gun containing terrifying spiritual power broke instantly.
, did not cause any injuries to Jiang Qinian!!
Seeing this, the candlelight behind Jiang Qinian decomposed into four small palm-sized swords. Under his deliberate control, the four small swords flew forward quickly, leaving a bright trail in the air, and then nailed them.
Live in the space where Xue Yi is!
Seeing this, Xue Yi was about to break away, but Jiang Qinian was faster. He didn't give Xue Yi a chance to react, and the silk thread condensed by the water of the Styx was instantly tied to the hilt of the sword!!
"Wake it up for me!"
Jiang Qinian roared, and in just a moment, Xue Yi's sealed space seemed to be divided, and he suddenly flew into the air under the drag of the small sword!!!
And the moment Xue Yi was thrown into the air, the River Styx suddenly shattered, and the four small swords were blown away by a powerful force and returned to Jiang Qinian's side!
"Mr. Jiang, it's a really good performance.
But if your strength is only like this...then sorry, the battle will stop here~"
Xue Yi's light voice came from the air. He was floating in the air, holding a very strange bell in his hand. As the sound of "ding bell, ding bell" kept ringing, a bad premonition also surged.
Come to mind.
Gradually, the bell no longer needed Xue Yi to control its actions. Xue Yi placed it behind him, and the majestic dark emotions surrounded him like a wave. As the bell continued to sound, the sea-like darkness
The emotions seemed to come alive, beating the bell regularly, which looked extremely weird.
Gradually, Xue Yi's body filled up, and he was no longer as skinny as he was at the beginning.
The skinny body seemed to have gained some kind of terrifying power, slowly squirming with the sound of the bell behind it.
However, although Xue Yi is no longer as haggard as when he first appeared, he looks even more terrifying now.
There is no other reason. The fair skin does not look like a human being at all, but like something like porcelain. There is also a strange light flashing faintly in it. Jiang Qinian has activated his spiritual consciousness to the extreme, but
In his perception, Xue Yi can no longer be called a human being.
Because Xue Yi does not have any aura that a living person should have, he is like a collection of all these dark emotions, and he is also the core of this gray fog, but the closer he is to Xue Yi, the darker the color of the gray fog.
, until around Xue Yi, the fog obviously turned into a rich black.
"Are you ready to take action for real?"
Jiang Qinian asked lightly.
Hearing this, Xue Yi smiled and nodded.
"Of course, facing an existence of Mr. Jiang's level, testing is meaningless, right?
It's better to just use your skills to win the battle quickly. Once Mr. Jiang dies, the world will be nothing more than my bag."
"You don't have a bad tone."
"Hahahahahahaha, it's just my absolute confidence in my own strength. The only one who can give me a headache right now is you, Mr. Jiang. So without you being my stumbling block, who in the world can stop me?"
Woolen cloth?"
After saying that, Jiang Qinian nodded, not knowing what he was thinking about.
"If that's the case, then I should be more serious."
As soon as he finished speaking, a "click-click" sound sounded, and Jiang Qinian's body
The bones seemed to be breaking and reorganizing, and even the huge skeletal wings were withdrawn into the body.
As Jiang Qinian's bones continued to squirm, his body also twisted strangely, sometimes looking terrifying, sometimes feeling extremely funny. Until finally, Jiang Qinian's body shape returned to normal. Apart from the increasingly ethereal aura on his body, there was only
Some eyes turned into Chaos Eyes and Void Pupils.
"Jie Sheng Purgatory."
"The end of the world."
The two major fields unfolded at the same time, and then collided with each other, causing a large amount of energy fluctuations.
An ancient city appeared behind Xue Yi.
The ancient city seemed to have gone through many vicissitudes of life, with traces of swords and swords all over the dilapidated city walls. The strange yet classically styled buildings exuded the aura of being inaccessible to strangers, as if no one had lived there for a long time.
The dark wind was blowing everywhere, like a ghost whispering in the ears, and numerous bones were buried under the ancient city. It can be seen from the struggling movements that they were wailing in pain, trying to pass through the cold and damp soil, trying to pass through that
The cold city can only be buried underground forever and ever, accompanying the darkness and unable to escape.
On the other hand, Jiang Qinian's field seems much more normal.
Most of the scene is still the same as before, with the endless River Styx, the golden Lotus of Time blooming with gray Hellfire, and the black flowers blooming in the underworld on both sides.
The only thing that is different from before is the tree of bones that blooms at the end of the River Styx. The tree of bones blocks out the sky and the sun, and the top branches reach straight to the sky, like an eternal giant, dragging a round of cyan in its hand.
The big day!!
"Hey, that's right!
Mr. Jiang! You finally took out
Here comes some impressive skills!!”
"hehe."
Jiang Qinian ignored Xue Yi. He controlled the Styx and killed Xue Yi. At this time, the ancient city behind Xue Yi seemed to come to life. All the doors were opened in an instant, and the cold atmosphere
Instantly filling the entire ancient city, he chuckled, and then controlled the mist to collide with the Styx!!
The moment the two came into contact, it was as if some kind of chemical reaction had occurred. Both the black mist and the Styx began to steam in the blink of an eye. The sound of "stinging, stinging, stinging" was particularly harsh, and the steaming mist enveloped the entire world.
Jiang Qinian was not to be outdone. The Lotus of Time flew out from behind him. Dark fire surged and golden light suddenly appeared. The terrifying power of nothingness instantly tore a hole in the black fog. Countless golden lotuses also took this opportunity to fly in.
It was constantly circling and flying around, and countless sword energy shot out!!
"break down."
A shocking scene happened.
Xue Yi looked at the time sword energy coming towards him, but he did not show any fear or fear. He did not avoid it, and directly reached out to grab the blooming golden lotus, letting the sword energy penetrate his body.
Turned into a flawless white skeleton.
The power of the Time Sword Qi is naturally not comparable to that of ordinary sword Qi. An attack of this level will peel off all flesh and blood of a person at the moment of contact. Even the life force will be quickly drained away, separating it from the target.
It can be said that no one has ever been able to resist head-on.
But now Xue Yi only has a skeleton left. Logically speaking, he should have died in this situation, but Xue Yi's appearance has changed drastically.
Apart from the changes on the ground, everything else seemed normal.
He held the Lotus of Time in his hand, and then the golden lotus began to decompose and dissipate, until finally, it turned into dots of light floating around Xue Yi, and then merged into Xue Yi's body with the help of the black mist!
!
"What a delicious tonic, Mr. Jiang. I like your little gift very much."
Xue Yi's flesh and blood condensed again, but this time there was an extra layer of golden light on his body, and his aura became more terrifying than before, as if Jiang Qinian's attack was used as a tonic.
Seeing this situation, Jiang Qinian couldn't help but squint his eyes.
This is…………
He may have guessed part of the truth.
I'm afraid Xue Yi is not a living person. He had doubts about this issue as early as the beginning. Xue Yi can manipulate these dark emotions at his command. To Xue Yi, those dark emotions are like their origin. In battle,
Always around Xue Yi, assisting Xue Yi in fighting.
In his perception, Xue Yi and the mist formed by those dark emotions merged into one. The only difference was that the dark emotions were stronger where Xue Yi was, but essentially there was no difference between the two.
Therefore, he speculated that Xue Yi was probably conceived by the old curator. He was not a human being, nor any race in this world. He was just a ray of consciousness born from the emotions of the people in this world.
The Lotus of Time was swallowed by Xue Yi just now, but Xue Yi did not seem to be able to control the power of time because of this. Instead, his aura only changed a little, and it was a little more human than when he first appeared.
The Qi machine.
It is like a robot that operates according to the set work. Under normal circumstances, it cannot understand human emotions, cannot become a human, and cannot live like a human.
But one day, under the influence of human factors, this robot gained consciousness. It could think for itself, and could clearly recognize the difference between itself and normal humans. However, it happened to think under the control of "autonomous consciousness".
To become a human being, what would it do?
It will transplant human organs into itself, and gradually replace the metal parts in its body, one by one, until in the end, it will be no different from a normal human being.
But now, Xue Yi gave him this exact feeling...
……………………
"Fellow Daoist Lin, are you still used to living in this place of nothingness?"
An old voice sounded from the front, and the woman sitting cross-legged in the void slowly opened her eyes, and then saw an old man wearing a suit, leaning on a cane, and dressed like a Western aristocrat appearing in front of her.
"Thanks to the curator, apart from the drier air, the rest of the place is quite comfortable."
"Hehehehe, it's good to be comfortable, it's good to be comfortable. It took a lot of effort for me to invite this big Buddha over. If there is any lack of hospitality, I'm afraid I will become a laughing stock in the future."
After saying that, the old man was not polite and waved his hand to conjure a tea set. Then he got the tea from nowhere and poured a cup for the woman.
The aroma of tea was pleasant, and the steaming heat brought out the woman's beautiful face. She sniffed it gently, and then praised it loudly.
:
“Good tea.”
"Alas, it's a pity that the tea leaves I collected are still in the nursery of the funeral parlor and have not been taken out. My incompetent grandson is probably not an elegant person who pursues romance. If no one takes care of him for such a long time, he will probably be abandoned~"
The people chatting here were none other than Lin Nanzhi and the old director of the funeral parlor who had disappeared.
It's just that they are not fighting at the risk of life and death, as the outside world imagines, and the sky is dark and the earth is dark.
Not only was there no conflict between the two, but they were like old friends they hadn't seen for many years. The atmosphere at the scene was peaceful.
After listening to the old curator talking to himself, Lin Nanzhi didn't say anything. She just held the tea cup and sipped it from time to time, looking at the empty void with her eyes, not knowing what she was thinking about.
Seeing this, the old curator didn't care. After taking a sip of tea, he continued:
"It's fine, Fellow Daoist Lin, if you don't dislike me. I'm worried that you won't look down on me at the beginning. After all, our place is not as luxurious as your Meteorological Bureau.
Since you have a high position, the tea you usually drink must be supplied by special tea gardens, which is many times better than the tea I grow myself."
Hearing this, Lin Nanzhi shook his head.
"The curator was joking, people who do our kind of work don't just do it for enjoyment.
I have to deal with a variety of affairs every day, and many important documents still need my review even if there is a team of secretaries to help handle them.
Thousands of mouths in the world are all relying on me, let alone drinking tea. I feel relaxed and comfortable if I can have water to drink when I am busy."
Having said that, the old curator turned his head in disbelief.
I didn't seem to expect that Lin Nanzhi's status was so noble, but his treatment was so bad that it was even worse than some ordinary office workers.
"Is what Fellow Daoist Lin said true?"
"Of course everything is true."
"It's really...beyond my expectation.
With Fellow Daoist Lin's cultivation level, everything in this world can be easily obtained, right?
If that's the case, why do you make yourself work so hard all the time?"
The old curator didn't understand, and he really didn't understand.
In his imagination, an existence of Lin Nanzhi's level should be extremely luxurious. If he wants something, he just needs to open his mouth, and someone will naturally present him what he wants.
But he never expected that Lin Nanzhi's life would be so miserable. Not only did he often work overtime during weekends, but he was even too busy to even eat at times.
Of course, what Lin Nanzhi said was somewhat exaggerated. After all, he was the previous director of the Meteorological Bureau, a rare noble figure in the world, and his basic basic necessities of food, clothing, housing and transportation were guaranteed.
But the only problem is that she is really busy. Many plans have to go through her, including matters related to the development of the Meteorological Bureau and personnel transfer. She has to go through everything in detail before she can feel relieved.
.
Under her diligent management, the Meteorological Bureau has indeed developed rapidly, to which Lin Nanzhi has contributed a lot. However, it is precisely because of this that the pressure on Lin Nanzhi is unimaginable by others.
She did not answer the old curator's question immediately, but sat there and thought for a while. After a while, she continued:
"You can understand it as a kind of spirit.
Anyway.........I am
Even if I tell you, you don’t understand. I am not the only one who is working hard. Everyone at the Meteorological Bureau is doing the same. They are all using their own ways to make the world a better place. Everyone has different divisions of labor. What they feel
Tiredness is naturally different.
If you could understand these principles, then you might not do something like subvert the world."
"Oh? Fellow Daoist Lin, are you resenting me?
Resent me for destroying everything you have worked together to create?"
"resentment?"
Lin Nanzhi couldn't help but chuckle.
"You are thinking too much. Resentment is out of the question. Besides, I don't think you have the ability to subvert this world.
Even without you, there will always be other madmen in this world, but this time you are the one who brings destruction."
"But have you ever thought about Fellow Daoist Lin that if there are always people who want to subvert the world, does that mean there is some kind of problem in the world?"
"Since the curator said so, if you succeed in subverting the world, then under your rule, won't there be any voice of resistance in the world?
If so, does that mean there is some kind of problem in the world you rule?
Or do you plan to use some kind of ability to immerse everyone in a weaving dream and never wake up?"
After the words fell, the old curator was speechless for a moment, not knowing what to say.
Seeing that the old curator was silent, Lin Nanzhi seemed to have opened up a chatterbox and continued talking to himself:
"So you see, there is never a strict standard for right and wrong. You think your idea is right, but I think the existing world is very good.
No one needs to change anything.
At your and my level, we do have the capital to transcend, but there are still many things we cannot do.
We cannot change the thoughts and will of the people in this world, let alone make decisions for them.
If this is the case, then why not let all living things develop naturally?"