Reincarnation simulation: I can change my life against the sky

Chapter 357 Respect this radiant world!

Kyushu.

The vast expanse of the Great Wall.

Ji Qiu looked up.

I saw that the sky at this time, as if the doomsday had come, split open.

There is a tearing turbulence in the starry sky, sweeping continuously, trying to swallow this realm.

The sun is dim, and the bright moon does not exist.

The alternation of day and night faded away from the concept at this moment.

An illusory fishing hook hangs down from outside the boundary, as if to take away the souls of all tangible things.

The aura of the great plague, which had not been seen for decades, resurfaced, giving Ji Qiu an extremely familiar feeling. It was the supernatural power of the former Wei soil bitter god, the Nine Nether Luo plague curse, which could make the common people wither.

In addition, the extremely hot flames turned into a scorching sun, a god that had never been seen stepped on the void, and a purple god wheel appeared out of the sky, controlled by a god in purple armor, mighty and mighty.

The nine gods did not hold anything back!
As soon as the supernatural power fell, the sky collapsed, submerging the vast sea of ​​clouds, and all their methods were to break the boundary wall first, enter the Kyushu, and finally bombed on the Great Wall of Infinity!

Boom! !

Just one moment, the Great Wall and its projection, which enveloped all directions and protected a world, were formed by Chaoge, Jiuding, and heaven and earth. erosive power.

The violent vibration caused Ji Qiu, who was in charge of the Nine Cauldrons and refined the Great Wall for decades, to look serious.

"They are here."

The terrifying supernatural powers were released.

Even the mighty Great Wall, which was forged with the power of a single realm, couldn't help but bear tremendous pressure.

But luckily.

As long as the Qi of Kyushu passes away endlessly, or the world cannot bear it and collapses, then the Great Wall will not collapse.

However, as the refining Jiuding, Ji Qiu who supported the Great Wall defense line
With the descending of these saints, every blow from them would cause some trauma to his Dao Fruit.

This is the price of supporting the Great Wall outside the boundary.

If it wasn't Ji Qiu who was in charge of the Nine Tripods, but the energy of the Nine Tripods was scattered in the world, then every attack and kill of these sacred ones would cause countless people to perish.

Someone will always fall because of this.

However, if it is possible to break through the mysteries of the primordial spirit at the time of changing fate against the sky and ending its transformation due to the merit of this great way.

Die for this great world, and then prove my way!
A worthy death!
At this moment, the Great Wall shook!

In the void, the divine voice was playing, the sky was full of hype, and the radiance of the divine power shone in all directions. The god Zi Yijun who had met once sneered, looked at the tall and straight figure in the Great Wall far away, and said:
"Little friend, we meet again."

Behind him, there is a divine wheel with purple light suddenly turning slowly, like the cycle of birth and death in the world, and it is completely incomparable with the projection that occupied the body of Zhou Tianzi back then.

It's like heaven!

It can be seen that the projection was indeed suppressed miserably, otherwise it would not have even reached one percent of the strength of the main body.

Otherwise, in Tianzhou back then, even if there was only one such mighty god descending from the sky, the creatures on the ground would actually have no need to fight at all.

Because at that time, even if the autumn season could explode.

But in the face of this kind of enemy that has never been seen in ancient times, and has never been confronted, there is no possibility of winning, the fact is so cruel!
He seemed to have seen through Ji Qiu's path, and also knew that the Great Wall was built with him as the foundation, so he pointed at Ji Qiu, his head raised slightly, his tone There seems to be a touch of pity in it:

"Such a young man has achieved such a realm."

"There is still a long way to go, why bother to bury it with the world."

"Choose such a path, don't you regret it?"

"You must know that even if the Kyushu can really win, it is absolutely impossible for you to be unscathed!"

"No matter what the result is, this boundless city wall will inevitably collapse, and you, along with it, will be annihilated into nothingness!"

"Even if your body used to be like Xuanshang King, it will not be destroyed in a hundred kalpas, and it will not fade in ten thousand kalpas, but..."

"That supernatural power, wasn't it also broken by our generation back then, leaving only his head, and only now has he broken through the supernatural power imprisonment that we set up so long ago?"

"You don't know that if it wasn't for the sacred intention to save his life, he still couldn't escape the end of defeat."

"Even if it's as tyrannical as him, it's still like this."

"What's more, you have only practiced for a few decades!"

"You are as light as a feather, but you dare to hold back the sky?!"

His figure is like a towering and endless mountain.

"No matter how strong the destiny is, it still takes time to burn."

"And you, have no time."

"Now the number of days to go to Kyushu, I will make a decision, I will give you the qualification to go to the outer starry sky, the nine worlds and ten directions, and ask you to continue searching."

"But if you are stubborn."

"I will cut it without mercy!"

Zi Yijun took a step forward, with a wheel of gods on his body, his words were precise, every sentence was true, and it pierced people's hearts!
He saw that if Ji Qiu didn't retreat, the Great Wall refined by him and the nine tripods under his feet would be the most difficult for the gods to cross. Even if they were invincible, they would still be enough to stop them for a long time.

His deeds, Zi Yijun's body in Zhou Tianzi, has already been investigated clearly, and because of this, he knows that as a young man who was born less than a hundred years ago, what is the burden on Ji Qiu's shoulders? heavy!

Even if they are enemies of life and death.

He still admired him, and even felt a little bit of pity for his talents.

Of course, the threat brought by Ji Qiu itself also occupies most of the factors. If there is no such joint, Ziyi Jun, as a high and sacred person, overlooks all living beings, and would not care about the life and death of an ant.

Hearing the divine voice rumbled, and seeing the nine saints descending in person, only in one night.

Even though Ji Qiu has come to this day, if he really sees him, he still has endless pressure on his heart.

But in the face of such words.

Ji Qiu, however, was under the pressure with a calm expression. With a chuckle, there was a clear air floating under his feet, and he lifted his figure far away, and he also stood standing in the sky that had already changed color, looking at the eyes of the gods, Unashamedly:
"Why do you need to go outside the boundary to seek the way?"

"The Dao in the world has not been sorted out, and you want to seek the Dao in that day. If you are too ambitious, you will stumble sometimes."

Ji Qiu, who has been up and down for many years, recalled the era when the Great Qin was not established and the Seven Kingdoms were ignorant, his eyes were calm:

"The disease of the world has long been terminally ill, and now after decades of scrubbing, the chronic disease has just subsided. If it is because of one person, the whole world can be saved."

"Is there any reason not to bear it?"

"Don't say any more."

"Back then, Zhou Haojing cut off your projection and Zhou Tianzi's body, I said, "

"If he meets again in the morning."

"You and I, one must die!"

Although Ji Qiu spoke plainly, word by word was as important as a thousand weights, like rolling thunder, sweeping across the sky and falling down. At the same time, the sword intent rose high and clanged endlessly, reverberating throughout the Great Wall!
The sword light is like a flame, illuminating the other side!
That voice and sword intent seemed to contain the idea of ​​abandoning life and death, which moved the defenders who had climbed the Great Wall for decades, and changed the color of the gods in the sky, even...
There was a vague fear in my heart.

"Alas" seemed to be a pity from the bottom of my heart, or a blessing to be able to kill such a person with my own hands, which made Mr. Zi Yi sigh complicatedly.

Then, many saints have no words.

With the evolution of supernatural powers and arousing visions all over the sky, it is necessary to shoot down the Great Wall raised by ordinary people!

They don't need much verbal communication.

Since that person is so determined, there is no need to discuss it.

"That's it."

"Shut up!"

Jiang Shang, the old man in coir raincoat, flicked the pole in his hand, as if he had passed through the Great Wall, and hit the nine cauldrons at the core, causing Ji Qiu's complexion to change, as if he had been injured, and even coughed up blood from his mouth!

Grasping the nick of time, the blow was so close to perfection that Ji Qiu never avoided it!

This is the real divinity, not a projection of the past.

Their every move contains unparalleled divine power, so if they make a careless move against the enemy, they may lose everything, let alone alone!
but
Ji Qiu is by no means alone.

He wiped a little blood from the corner of his mouth and smiled.

At this moment, a radiant golden dragon roared out from the void.

In front of the Great Qin Qinjing, the most splendid palace in the world, there seemed to be an ancestor dragon looking up at the sky.

His hawk-like brows raised, as if he was offended by everything that happened in the blink of an eye.

The next moment, he raised his sword to the sky:

"Xiao Xiao, do you dare to hurt my husband?"

The emperor leaning on the sword gave a majestic shout like a mountain, as if it was a sign of opening, only these words resounded all over the world
The golden statues of the twelve Daoist soldiers were shocked at the same time.

When the pillars of light cover the sky and cover the earth, rising from all over the world
They are like a blowout, the golden light penetrates the sky, and together with the sky, it turns into a large formation on earth——

In the end, it was condensed into an illusory giant sword with a vast aura, covering the emperor and the common people with killing aura, which seemed to be enough to destroy sea mountains, and was held by a golden armored general floating in the world, and it was killed into the sky!
The Great Qin Ancestral Dragon gathers the soldiers from all over the world, cooperates with the fate of the world, and forges this means.

In the 56th year of Daqin——

Desire, killing, God, only!
Then, like a fuse.

There are more and more figures walking out of the world.

In the 36 university palaces in the Great Qin Dynasty, the Confucian scholars who have read Wen Dao Zhi Jing have a feeling at the same time, not only them, but all scholars in the world at this time.

When they flipped through the scriptures at this time, they could see a corner of the scroll. There was a line that was ordinary at first, but when the sky fell, it was shining brightly, and the handwriting was dazzling and eye-catching.

It was a long time ago who pioneered Confucianism in the age of ignorance, and now he has come to the apex of the world. The most holy teacher once wrote a great scripture, which can be described as a deafening scripture——

'If you don't know what you can't do, you're a fool; if you know what you can't do, you can't do it, you're a sage; if you know what you can't do, you can do it.'

'Saints too! '

In their ears, it seemed that the Master's teachings sounded.

Unconsciously for a while, almost all the people who heard the words seemed to be shocked by it, and recited aloud unconsciously:
"If you don't know what you can't do, then you are a fool; if you know what you can't do and don't do it, you are a wise man; if you know what you can't do, you can do it."

"It's a saint!"

Qinjing, the county seat, the county seat, the countryside.
Everyone who reads sings this remark, and once it is passed on to ten, ten to a hundred, the voices grow from small to loud, and then condense into a line, like streams converging into rivers and seas. Already brilliant to the extreme spiritual manifestation.

at this time.

A burly and tall scholar in a Confucian shirt smiled loudly, repeated the words that resounded through the world, and then——

In line with the thoughts of scholars all over the world, set foot on the Great Wall!
Outside Hangu Pass, the continuous purple air rises steeply.

There are three figures manifested from various places, gathering here day and night.

One is riding a green bull backwards, old and kind.

One of them carries a diagram of Yin and Yang on his back, and is middle-aged and majestic.

One is like a young man, with vigor in his brows and eyes, not angry and majestic.

These three figures gathered together at this pass from the vastness of the north, the fertile soil of the south, and the coast of the East China Sea.

Then, join together and become one!

At this time, Daoyin has been passed down for [-] miles, and the spiritual energy in the world is surging like a tide!
"Cultivators in the world, hold the leader's ear!"

"The year of chasing the way, I am respected!"

The yin and yang Pisces circulate, the blue cow turns into a jade pendant, and the purple air under the feet goes straight into Qingming. Sing in the mouth of the Taoist, and ascend to the sky with the master!
Like the ignorant Seven Kingdoms era of turmoil, they stood up again, like a slowly burning torch, bringing a kind of "hope" to all living beings who have seen no natural disasters for decades.

Not only that.

In the mortal world.

Dong Jun with Yin and Yang lineages, Zongheng Guigu who lived in seclusion for decades, a new doctor who is a doctor and saves the world, and a soldier who is a master of martial arts.
There are also great sages of the Confucian school, the sacrificial wine of the Jixia Academy, the Taoist who turned the Kunpeng into the sky, and the mysterious bird who burned the sky and the earth with fiery fire.
Dozens of statues have achieved the existence of the leader of the sub-sage after that era.

Along the road to heaven, pick up the steps.

Perhaps there is still a gap between them and the divine.

However, every strength, at this moment, can make up for the slight gap.

Even if there is only a trace.

It is also hundreds of times stronger than staring indifferently.

A hero is a hero.

It is precisely because when the tide of suffering comes, they stand in front of all living beings with the thought of not fearing death and life, and play games with the source of all that, even if they face defeat, they know that they will not regret it.

rather than.
Enjoying the high authority, relying on his own incomparable strength, wantonly driving the civilians below, indifferent to everything.

Perhaps after thousands of years, this kind of spirit and pride of going through the catastrophe together and seeing death as home will slowly disappear with the passage of time, or disappear without a trace.

but no matter.

only in this age
How magnificent this world is!

On the Great Wall, the man in white who coughed up a trail of blood pulled out Tai Ah.

He looked at the various states of the world, and all living beings used their bodies to overcome the catastrophe. He couldn't help but let out a long cry. Although he was injured, he couldn't help but said happily:

"Your Majesty, I don't know Kyushu is like this"

"Is it similar to the Xuanshang era?!"

Let go of this statement.

The giant who had settled in the Great Wall for a long time was no longer silent.

He stepped on his feet, wearing black and red armor, with a tall and sturdy body as tall as a mountain, with a heroic brow, and walked along the ancient long road of warfare, walking side by side with the Xuanshang hero who died here in the past.

The old sorcerer, who had not been separated, turned into the body of the soul, and silently stopped beside the king.

Hearing Ji Qiu's words, Di Xin fixed his gaze on the holy woman like the bright moon.

After several thousand years, I finally felt relieved, so I couldn't help laughing:
"similar?"

"No, Kyushu like this is better than the past!"

"Because I was born here."

"We must win!"

(End of this chapter)