Chapter 890 The Power of Our Lady, the Drift Bottle Falling from the Bridge
Qin Yang personally stood guard next to the two fractures, paying attention to the movements here at all times.
The so-called node means that it can connect two worlds and appear at the same point in both worlds at the same time. It is somewhat different from the gate of the secret realm.
If the opponent passes this point and completes the positioning, if it has enough strength, it can open a door directly on the opposite side. For example, the two great priests of Taihao opened the door directly in the sky.
In essence, this node is still used as a bridge.
What Qin Yang is doing now is to connect two bridges leading to the wilderness world. The bridge itself does pass through the wilderness, but as long as you cross the bridge, the place you appear can only be in one of these two worlds.
If you mess around while crossing the bridge, you are courting death. If the bridge collapses and the people crossing the bridge are lost in the endless void, no matter how high your cultivation level is, they may be worse off than dead.
But if you really can't stand it, you have that kind of madness, so you have to jump off the bridge.
Qin Yang felt that it would be better for him to stay on guard. By the way, when someone was crossing the bridge, he would be able to detect it first.
If you really encounter someone who jumps from the bridge, you can save him and let him cross the bridge smoothly.
After waiting for several days, there was no response. When Qin Yang almost thought that both sides had given up on infiltration, finally, a glimmer of divine light flashed where the node was.
The black and gray power is accompanied by a bit of spiritual light, which is seeping through from the ancient underworld again.
This time, what penetrated directly was Taihao's territory, and what manifested here was just a natural reaction when crossing the bridge.
Qin Yang watched the fun happily. He was not sure who had tricked him before. The emperor divided himself into so many parts. Who knows how many parts there were. It was probably him, but it could also be Emperor Fengdu.
Qin Yang didn't think that if Emperor Fengdu appeared in the world of the dead, there would be nothing left in the world of the living. There was a precedent for this on the part of Fu Jun.
But that's not important. Anyway, no matter who it is, let him fight Taihao. Taihao must have been very angry recently. If Taihao would be angry too.
In Taihao's world, the True Fire High Priest guarding Huliang in Taihao was not even a little stronger than the two vanguards before. As soon as the infiltration appeared, he opened his eyes.
When I raised my head, I saw another full moon. The moonlight was like water, shining down on the whole world. The power that penetrated me merged into the moonlight and spread rapidly.
The Great Priest of True Fire flew into the air and looked down at Taihao Huliang with cold eyes. The true fire of the sun appeared on his body surface, as if in an instant, it turned into a small sun, suspended in the sky above Taihao Huliang.
The moonlight was abruptly evaporated, the brilliance shone down, and the great priest of True Fire praised loudly.
"Congratulations, Taihao."
In an instant, the light dispersed, and Taihao Huliang crossed the night and entered the state of blue sky and day.
Those black and gray powers, like countless filaments, spread from the ground of Taihao Huliang, and were completely exposed to the brilliance of the scorching sun at this moment.
The brilliance of the scorching sun accompanied by the true sun fire turned into a wave, sweeping across the entire Taihao Huliang Island from the center of Taihao Huliang. Everything was burned to ashes, including the island at this moment.
The creatures above.
Sweeping across like a carpet, the power that emerged on the surface was naturally destroyed without any surprise.
The true fire of the sun is the most yang and the heat. Among all the true fires, it is unparalleled in terms of dominance and is firmly ranked in the top three. Especially those belonging to Yin and Evil are suppressed by the true fire of the sun.
The great priest of True Fire stood in the sky, looking coldly at the Taihao pot beam that had turned into a burnt black color, with golden light flashing in his eyes, constantly scanning everything around him, trying to find the parts that might be hidden underground.
However, the ground was swept by the wave of the true fire of the sun. Deep in the ground, the roots of the sacred tree that penetrated into the magma river to draw strength became a little charred.
After confirming that there was no problem, the True Fire High Priest stretched out his hand and wrote out a scroll of memorial. With a slight lift of his hand, the memorial turned into a ray of light and flew into the sky and disappeared.
The Great Priest of True Fire stood quietly in the sky and turned into a small sun, shining on Taihao Huliang for three days before seeing a stream of light falling from the sky.
He looked at the annotations on the memorial, restrained the true sun fire, landed on the island again, and continued to guard it quietly.
At this time, after three days in Taihao Huliang, darkness returned again, and the light of the bright moon began to shine down again.
The moonlight passes through the sea and falls on the seabed near the coastline.
On a stone wall, there is a mark that is only half an inch long, just like the mark left after a small insect was roasted to death.
Those are the traces of those black threads that penetrated before and were burned by the true fire of the sun.
Now, as the hazy moonlight shines through the water, the trace without any power slowly begins to move.
The moment a three-inch long sea fish swam over, the mark was silently imprinted on the fish's fins.
The little sea fish swam not far away, and was immediately swallowed up by a black sea snake, and the mark was transferred from the sea fish to the sea snake's belly.
The sea snake swam under the sea surface and quietly left the vicinity of the island.
After five consecutive transformations, the last extremely fast swordfish, carrying this imprint, arrived near the flower boat thousands of miles away.
The reason why the flower boat has not left yet is because of the blessing of the Great Priest of True Fire. Even though we are thousands of miles apart, we can still see the Huliang Island in Taihao. For three consecutive days, it was like daylight.
It is a rare sight for the great priests of the ancient heaven to show their great power in person.
Some people will come to join in the fun from afar. When ensuring safety, they crane their necks to take a closer look. As for whether these guys are really joining in the fun, who cares?
Anyway, if more people come here, the flower boat business will be better than before.
After putting in so much effort that day, the female cultivator, who is now as pale as paper and has an air of pity for me, had just been deceived into the best healing elixir by a closed-minded and foolish monk. She stretched out her hand and gently
Caress each other's eyes.
The next moment, she stepped forward, shed a layer of human shell, and came to the window by herself, while the closed and stupid monk was still talking to himself in front of others.
She stretched one hand out of the window, and the swordfish swimming below jumped up and touched her hand. In an instant, the mark was transferred to her hand.
The mark disappeared silently on the back of her hand. She raised her head and looked at the bright moon. Her pupils swelled and shrank, and her irises changed from black to gray-black, and then back again.
By this time, her eyes had completely changed.
She blinked her eyes, dissipating the emotionless indifference in her eyes, then stepped forward, put the human body on again, and continued to fool the closed-minded and foolish monk with a smile.
Three days later, she followed the silly monk step by step, like a shy little lady, and left the flower boat.
Seven days later, she stood at the door of a sect, with her head slightly raised and a smile on her face. Her eyes were pierced by the sunlight and she could not open her eyes. She lowered her head again and said silently with a smile.
"Taihao, your old rival and old friend is here. Let me give you a greeting gift first."
After nightfall, the sun set in the Western Mountains and the bright moon rose. Under her feet, traces of black lines emerged, constantly integrating into her body.
At the same time, a new wave of invasion appeared on Taihao Huliang Island.
Along with the rumbling sound, black and gray power surged like a spring, seeping from the nodes. These powers quickly condensed into a black door, and emerged from the ground.
Above the gate, the profile of a smiling woman is carved on the left side. She is like a Virgin, exuding gentle brilliance.
On the right is a dense relief of skulls. The woman stretched out a hand and gently stroked a skull on the right.
When the True Fire High Priest appeared, the black door suddenly opened, and countless skulls, accompanied by a large number of low-level ghosts and ghosts, turned into a torrent and roared out.
The true fire of the sun turned into a wave and arrived as expected. The countless ghosts and ghosts that turned into a torrent also completely lost their effect under the power of the true fire of the sun. Their numbers seemed meaningless.
These ghosts and ghosts cannot even break out of the giant gate.
The Great Priest of True Fire looked at all this with a cold eye, without any disturbance in his heart. In his eyes, those ghosts and ghosts were the same as the other creatures on Taihao Huliang Island before, and he would not care about their life or death.
He has long forgotten what mercy is and what cruelty is.
The true fire of the sun kept rolling up, burning everything.
On the right side of the giant door, skulls came out one after another, trying to return to the embrace of the Virgin on the left. Unfortunately, each of them was reduced to ashes by the true fire of the sun the moment they came out.
After a moment, the huge black door began to be burned and slowly collapsed. The relief of the Virgin stepped down from the door. Even when it was burned by the fire, it still looked gentle and looked up at the real fire with a trace of pity.
Priest.
When she was completely burned to ashes and the giant door completely collapsed, the figure of the True Fire Priest shook slightly, and a shadow of a skull was reflected in the depths of his pupils.
In an instant, the skull turned into the Virgin Mary with a smile on her face.
Dong Dong...
Dong Dong...
The sound of the heartbeat was like thunder. The True Fire Priest's whole body was burning with real fire, burning the inside and outside of his body. However, the feeling of heartache could not be eliminated no matter what.
He clutched his chest, a look of pain slowly appeared on his face, and some emotions belonging to a living person appeared in his cold eyes.
That kind of mood became stronger and stronger, and he became more and more painful, roaring and roaring, burning himself like crazy.
"It's not your fault..."
A woman seemed to emerge from the bottom of his heart, calling softly, as if to soothe his heartache.
He slowly fell to his knees and cried bitterly.
After a while, the true sun fire burning in his body condensed into the image of the Virgin in front of him, with a smile on her face, reaching out a hand and gently stroking his head.
The next moment, the True Fire High Priest knelt on the ground and closed his eyes with a smile.
His breath is still there, his soul is still there, and his strength is still there, but his consciousness has annihilated itself.
When no one was able to control everything, the true sun fire went out of control and burned his body to ashes, leaving only a ball of true sun fire in place.
This is the embodiment of the authority of the True Fire Great Priest.
In an instant, the authority turned into a stream of light, flew into the sky, and disappeared into the palace of the True Fire High Priest, waiting for Taihao to re-consecrate the new True Fire High Priest.
Without the suppression of the Great Priest of True Fire, a giant black door emerged from the ground again.
On top of the huge door, there were two green-faced and fanged ghost figures on the left and right. After the door opened, some guys with cold auras walked out.
"A world controlled by gods, hey, perfect."
"It would be perfect if we could kill two gods and serve as the main soul of the banner."
…
Qin Yang squinted his eyes and quietly looked at the frequently flashing nodes, a little shocked.
I thought that the opponent was slowly infiltrating, but I didn't expect that after only a few days of infiltration, there was a huge battle immediately. Feeling the power rushing over the bridge, it was obvious that a large number of people rushed over.
Come on, there's no need to guess anymore. With such a large number of people, they don't care about the large group of people being used as cannon fodder. Nine times out of ten, they are the people of Emperor Fengdu.
Fu Jun is taking the route of elite soldiers, but he doesn't have so much cannon fodder to waste at will.
However, in a blink of an eye, he felt a trace of the power of Yi Zi Jue, mixed in with the large group of people, and followed the bridge to Taihao's world.
It was just that it was too fast, and it was difficult to feel it so clearly. He didn't feel clearly what the power of the Yi Zi Jue was.
He could only be sure that it was not the Si Zi Jue or the Lai Zi Jue.
Qin Yang felt itchy and wanted to watch the fun, but a big boss with the first-hand skills personally took action. Then, most likely, the entire team would not be cannon fodder.
It was much faster than he thought. The two sides really didn't need sparks, they would explode if they touched each other.
Feeling itchy in his heart, Qin Yang still endured it, and instead took action personally to help suppress the place completely to ensure that the bridge would not collapse.
While suppressing it, Qin Yang felt something strong and fell from the bridge.
What he has always been worried about has appeared. Is there really something crazy about jumping off a bridge? He is not afraid of being lost in the endless void, unable to survive or die.
Qin Yang suppressed it, and when he saw things clearly, he breathed a sigh of relief.
It turned out to be just a thought.
The moment he suppressed it, he saw that thought transform in front of his eyes, and finally turned into a letter that unfolded automatically.
The things contained in the thoughts automatically transformed into words that Qin Yang recognized and were written on paper.
The handwriting is graceful and elegant, and when you recognize people by writing, you feel as if you are seeing a lady from a wealthy family writing down those petty regular scripts on her desk.
"I hope someone can see it, someone can come to save me, or come to kill me.
I don't want to be a puppet or a pawn of the gods. He has a huge conspiracy.
Oh my god, is there anyone, please save me or kill me? I don’t want to... don’t want to..."
Qin Yang smacked his lips. It turned out that someone took advantage of the chaos and threw the idea unconsciously. No wonder he fell from the bridge. Wasn't this just throwing a drift bottle?
Whoever picks it up is completely up to chance.
But what's the use?
Who knows if this thing is used for fishing? No, it is probably used for fishing.
And it's very possible that it's the big guy who uses Yi Zi Jue who casts his net everywhere to fish for people.
Even if it's not, who knows who it is, it's better not to accidentally pick up a bottle that has been floating for who knows how many years, cross the border, and play a heroic trick of saving the beauty.
Besides, I don’t know which boundary I cross.
To sum it up in four words: it’s none of my business.
I killed this thought casually, and also killed the contents of the drift bottle I just saw. Safety first.
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A few days later, in a manor on a cloud platform, a girl with bright eyes and white teeth leaned against the window, looking out the window in a daze.
Suddenly, her expression changed, and she looked with some surprise at the peach blossom tree outside the window. There was a petal falling in the wind. She quickly stretched out her hands and carefully caught it.
The petals shattered in her palm and turned into a small note.
The letter was written in four large, scrawled characters.