Chapter 413: God’s Overture Changes Fate Against Heaven
In the pure land, the petals are falling, stained with blood, bright as crystal, like tears falling down, and it is a sad and beautiful scene.
The God King in white sat cross-legged under the tree, his eyes closed and motionless. The blood of the gods flowed out, blooming into the most beautiful flowers in the world, eclipsing all the scenery.
This is an eternal picture that will never fade no matter how many years pass. It is hard for people to forget and will be forever imprinted in their hearts.
The world is very quiet, except for the sound of falling flowers, which are sparkling and dancing one by one. The fragrance is overflowing, flying out of the pure land and falling into the divine city.
There were obviously many people shouting, and the Jiang family members were even more mournful, but the world seemed so peaceful, and only this eternal picture emerged.
This is the power of the Pure Land, which makes the heaven and earth peaceful, and all noise and hustle and bustle are purified and become part of the beautiful scenery.
In the pure land, Ye Fan could not move or speak, and could not stop him at all.
Six crystal blood flowers bloomed and flew out from the heart of the peerless god king. They were beautiful and gorgeous, like colorful phoenixes soaring gracefully and landing on Ye Fan.
This is the blood of gods, which can purify all laws in the world. Even the peerless god king only has a small amount. Once the six blood flowers appear, it is almost exhausted.
The gods had miraculous effects that defied the heavens. The first blood flower fell and flowed into the innate path diagram. Ye Fan's body suddenly shook, as if he had gotten rid of a layer of restraint.
He wanted to shout to ask the God King to stop, but no sound came out. He was so anxious that he could not change anything.
The second god's blood flower fell, and the innate veins were dyed red, shiny, and became a little different. The pain of Ye Fan's broken body was greatly reduced.
"Bo", "Bo"...
Six consecutive divine blood flowers fell down, submerged into Ye Fan's body, and flowed into the innate path map, allowing him to move all of a sudden, and both his body and mind were nourished.
"Senior, stop quickly!" Ye Fan shouted.
The peerless god king sat cross-legged and motionless, and the seventh god blood flower bloomed. He wanted to use the god's blood to help Ye Fan wash away the curse, clear the avenue, and cut off the cause and effect.
This is an act of self-sacrifice. If the blood of the god is gone, the god-king will probably cease to exist. This blood is the foundation of his being a peerless powerful man, and he may die in a moment.
The innate veins have become dim, and the divine blood indeed possesses unparalleled mysteries. It can purify all cause and effect and eliminate the avenue veins.
Ye Fan stumbled and rushed over, trying to get close to the green ancient tree and walking in front of the white-clothed God King, but the pure land seemed to have no end, and no matter how hard he ran, he could not get close.
"Senior, if you pass away, how can I still live with dignity? I don't want you to extinguish my curse with your life blood!"
"Bo"
The eighth divine blood flower bloomed, and the white-clothed divine king became more and more peaceful. Sitting cross-legged under the divine tree, a layer of sacred brilliance flowed through his whole body, like a divine being about to reach the end of his life.
A rain of crystal flowers fell on his body, making him transcend worldliness. He used his own power to defy heaven and connect and break the path for the holy body. He wanted to use his own blood to cleanse the innate path.
"Bo"
The ninth god's blood flower bloomed, and the innate Dao diagram was cut out, rushed out of Ye Fan's body, and hung in mid-air. This is the power of the god's blood, which can cut off cause and effect.
The peerless god king relied on his own power to forcibly cut off the connection between Dao Tu and Ye Fan, but in the end he was unable to erase the lines. At this time, his god's blood was exhausted, and he only had nine flowers in his body.
The pure land shook for a while, and the God King seemed to be petrified, motionless and without a trace of strength.
"Ancestor of the God King!" The Jiang family cried out sadly, and at this time their voices finally came in.
The Pure Land is dimming, and the world can no longer be silent. The outside world has long been noisy, and many monks are noisy.
"The King of Gods is about to pass away, and the peerless generation will end from now on!"
"It's a pity that a generation of god-kings, who were so heroic and arrogant four thousand years ago, were sealed in the purple mountains at the height of the sun. After their return, their beauty died, and they themselves grew old."
"The peerless god king looks down upon the world. Although he can be honored in the world, he has been miserable for half his life. Now he is coming to an end."
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No one was unmoved, everyone was talking, and many people were sighing. The life of the God King in White was a pity.
Ye Fan shouted, and finally threw himself under the God King's tree, and prostrated himself in front of the God King, with tears rolling down his eyes.
"God King, you cannot die..."
The God King opened his eyes, but they were dim, and said: "Heaven and Earth do not agree, the curse has not been broken yet, there is only one step left."
"God King, please stop talking. I have the seeds of the Kirin magic medicine here. Take it quickly." Although Ye Fan saw him opening his eyes, he felt even more uneasy.
As soon as the Kirin magic medicine was released, the breath of endless life immediately filled the air, making the entire pure land full of vitality.
"It's no use." The God King in white shook his head, and then with a little hand, Ye Fan was frozen again, unable to move.
The peerless god king recited the sound of Dao Lun, which resounded throughout the heaven and earth, suppressing all sounds. Even the little golden creature not far away who was going through the tribulation felt much better, and the thunder and lightning all over the sky were suppressed.
Everyone was surprised. How could the Peerless God King still have such a level of cultivation after losing all his divine blood? His realm was too high. As the King of Dark Night said, he had definitely surpassed the realm of the Great God King.
All the divine sounds of the great avenue are concentrated towards one point, encompassing the innate Tao map hanging in the air and about to obliterate it.
This kind of sound wave is tangible and qualitative, like colorful ripples, clearly visible, very gorgeous, and possessing an indescribable charm.
Outside, all the monks fell silent, feeling a sense of lofty and vastness. Many people felt peaceful in their hearts, and seemed to have some enlightenment under the sound of heaven.
"Oh my god, this is... the prelude of God!"
Finally, someone sensed the mystery, understood how powerful this was, and couldn't help but exclaimed.
"How is it possible? How many times has God's Overture been played since ancient times?!"
"The incompleteness of this song is related to cultivation. It is a manifestation of a state of mind, including an understanding of the Tao and an understanding of the various forms of the world of mortals."
"Legend has it that the Divine Overture is only the initial stage. If it evolves into a true Divine Comedy, it can gain almost the same power as a god!"
No one was not shocked. They never expected that the God King in White was so amazing and talented, and realized the overture of God.
Although it has nothing to do with cultivation, it is just a sublimation of the spiritual realm, but the greatest potential of a monk lies in his heart, which may one day illuminate the world.
"The King of Gods lived a miserable life, and only in this way did he realize the overture of God."
People thought of the life of the God King. He was lonely for half his life, miserable for the whole life, his beauty was gone, and he was old. He had too many regrets.
"The God King exhausted his divine blood and performed the music of God. He is really ready to sit here."
People knew what he meant and knew that he would not be able to survive for long. Perhaps it would be a relief to end his miserable and regretful life.
"God King..." Many people in the Jiang family cried.
Even other monks were also infected. Many people felt that their noses were a little sore and their eyes were a little astringent. It was a pity that the peerless god king's life was really miserable.
God's Prelude, as if it really has the power of a god, submerges the Dao map in mid-air, causing colorful ripples to keep dimming.
The flower petals are dripping with blood, and the overture of God is lingering in the pure land. However, the vitality of the God King is getting weaker and weaker. He is like a dead lamp that will be extinguished at any time.
Ye Fan wanted to yell, but he couldn't move after all. Tears rolled out of his eyes. This was an unbearable kindness, it was too heavy!
"I don't want this!" He screamed in his heart, but he couldn't change anything.
There is almost no solution to the ancient curse. For hundreds of thousands of years, no one has been able to break through the secret realm of the Four Pole. The price to break the shackles is too high.
The God King was risking his life to connect the road for him, transforming the Tao map with the blood of the gods, erasing the innate lines with the divine prelude, and cutting off the cause and effect, but this was the price of life.
"Bo"
In the pure land, the flowers and plants withered one after another, and the leaves danced and fell all over the ground. This small world full of life was approaching its end.
If the King of Gods dies, the Pure Land will be unable to exist in the world. It will dissipate and cease to exist.
"call"
A gust of breeze blows, and the dead leaves in the pure land fly around, the flowers wither, and they lose their vitality in an instant.
Looking around, there is a dead silence, the tinkling spiritual spring has dried up, the fragrant flowers and plants have withered and become lifeless.
The lushness and vitality are no longer there, only desolation and decay can be seen. The pure land has become a dead place, there is no more light, it quickly becomes gray and cold.
The only light is in the center of the Pure Land. Only the ancient tree of the God King has not fallen down, but the yellow leaves are falling, full of the desolation of autumn.
This ancient tree is called the God King Tree, and it has the same life as the peerless God King. If it also dies, it means that the life of the God King has come to an end.
The overture of the Gods lingers, making the gray pure land feel a little desolate. The ancient tree of the God King is almost bare, with dead leaves flying one after another.
The Jiang family cried out in grief, and many people cried, but they could not stop it all.
The Tao map in the Pure Land was gradually obliterated, slowly disappeared, and finally disappeared. The curse of the Holy Land was broken, and the peerless God King defied the sky to pick up the broken path for him!
However, he himself lost his vitality, his eyes lost their luster, and when he looked up at the ancient tree, there was not a single leaf on it.
The Overture of God was originally to open the way to the gods, but it was not for the God King himself, but to fulfill Ye Fan and help break through the shackles.
The innate Dao map completely disappeared and was lost forever. Heaven and earth did not recognize it. The God King went against heaven and changed everything.
"God King!" Ye Fan was finally able to move and rushed forward, with tears filling his eyes. He took out the seeds of the elixir of immortality and wanted the God King to take it, but he couldn't.
Although the eyes of the God King in white were dim, he was very determined. He slowly stood up, still looking down at the world in a majestic manner, and his momentum was not weak at all.
"I can't die now." He said this and walked out step by step.
Ye Fan followed and appeared in the big world, standing side by side with the God King in the night sky.
"Wow!"
The divine city was boiling with excitement and the noise was soaring to the sky.
After hundreds of thousands of years, the ancient Holy Body has broken the curse, and in the future there may be a great Holy Body reappearing in the world!
When everyone looked at Ye Fan, their expressions changed, especially the younger generation, who felt an invisible pressure.
A physique that had supreme prestige in ancient times could challenge the ancient emperors when it grows up, and truly reappears, making it difficult for the supreme leaders of Zhongzhou to calm down.
Endless killing intent rushed towards Ye Fan like a vast ocean, boundless and surrounding him.
At this moment, he truly realized what it means to be the enemy of the whole world!
However, he did not have any fear. His black hair was flying and his eyes were deep. He stood in the void and scanned all directions. He was extremely calm and calm!