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Chapter 130 129. Kings ([-])
In the imperial capital, Zhao Xingzhou, Li Shishuang and others stood on the ancient city wall.

The entire ancient capital has revived, and the guards in heavy armor have risen from their long sleep, all looking up at the sky.

It was snowing heavily, but there was an incomparably gorgeous firework blooming high in the sky.

At this moment, the fireworks are no longer illusory, they are real, terrifying real!The fall of one world is returning to the land of Kyushu in the present world!The ending may be happy, but the process is very fatal to the creatures living on this land!

Who can bear the Pendant of the World?

The imperial capital may be able to, all the living spirits have awakened and guarded this ancient capital.But in this land, not only the people of the imperial capital are called the people, but also many people who did not die under the great recovery live near Taihang Mountain, and now they may all fall with this world!

"boom--!"

The clouds roared extremely high, and the sound of friction shook the world.

The fiery red and golden orange colors spread around the Taihang Mountains, like a layer of tulle lightly covering the sky, and like a skirt dancing with the wind and snow, swaying and falling.

The people under the blooming fireworks raised their heads and swallowed unconsciously.This scene is too gorgeous and beautiful, and the price of witnessing this scene is very likely to be their lives.

To the north of Taihang Mountain, where the hem of the skirt extends.

There are countless villages and towns along the way. There is no revival of the ancient city here, and there is no living guard.And the creatures fled into the mountains and rivers, curled up as much as possible in the face of this devastating disaster, and had no strength left to resist.The line of defense built by the demon and the riser is extremely slim before this kind of disaster.But they still looked up at the extended skirt.The violent sound of the friction between the clouds was like thunder, and it was like thousands of huge waves hitting the reef.

They knew that the catastrophe had come.

But suddenly, what came together with the violent friction sound was the tremor of the earth!
The incomparable high-temperature bloom tore up the falling debris of the world, smelting it into a pure spirit and returning it to Kyushu.Wan Ling looked towards the hot center, and saw that it was a pale humanoid creature whose tall body was comparable to a mountain. When he walked, his steps alone could cause the earth to roar, leaving unimaginably huge footprints along the way.

He is covered with pale hair and covered with a gray-black stone mask, like lava solidified and poured.Humanoid, with slender arms, he walks with a slightly hunched back, and the majesty overflowing with the high temperature alone makes creatures unable to lift their heads.

The creature is burning.

The skin under the hair flows through lava-like veins, and as his breath rises and falls, a vast and magnificent domain descends, covering the land as far as his eyes can see.

Raise your hand to melt down the wreckage of the world, and continue walking to the center of the gorgeous fireworks.

The king of Changbai, Tongming seat.

On the other side, to the east of Taihang Mountain, a six-armed creature covered in golden armor appeared in the visible screen of the imperial capital.He sits upright in the void, and the mudras formed by his six arms are different.Waves floated in the sky, and this wave swept over the wreckage, melted together with the wind and snow, and fell to the earth as flowing water.

"What is this?" Someone exclaimed on the ancient city wall of the imperial capital.

The method of revealing is already terrifying, easily and successfully dealing with the fallen world fragments east of the Taihang Mountains.

"Another king..." Zhao Xingzhou murmured.

"Multiple kings appeared in Taihang Mountain!" He didn't know whether it was good or bad.

To the west of Taihang Mountain, the sky is full of wind and snow.

Very unusual, the snow in the deep winter shouldn't be so cruel, but the wind and snow buried the gorgeous fireworks, so that the creatures in this land could not see anything, and naturally they couldn't see the divine bird dancing in the wind and snow.The feathers are like ice crystals, with a crown growing on the head, dragging the complicated and slender tail feathers, flying high in the sky like a blue comet.

The low chirping of the divine bird is hidden in the wind and snow, and ancient words are recited.

A domain, maybe in the wind and snow, maybe it is still outside the wind and snow, or the domain is the wind and snow.

Wrapped with debris, it turned into a vast white snow and fell, and the creatures on the ground did not know it. After receiving the snowflakes, it melted into a pure spirit and returned to the land of Kyushu.

The master of the snowy plateau, Bingfeng.

In the south of the Taihang Mountains, people can only see a round figure slowly walking across the ground, slapping the fireworks into pieces.This creature is not so much strong as it is obese, even after walking here, it is still gnawing some kind of huge vegetation in its mouth.

Black and white, fart fart.

On the contrary, the mountain-like thick body gave people a sense of shock, but when they saw that head, they couldn't help but feel that they were in a dream.If the path of the rising soul will cause amazing changes in the body, such as ferocious and sacred majesty, then this guy is different. It seems that there is no change except for the huge body. It is just a giant panda that has only been enlarged many times.

Behavior is similar to his kind.

Only the way of slapping a wreck of the world makes people realize that this should be the king of some kind of ancient mountain.

Leisurely like taking a walk after a meal...or maybe a walk while eating.

And in the remote mountains of Qinling Mountains, all the spirits lowered their heads to watch their king leave, that round figure was not majestic at all.

"The lord of the Qinling Mountains, the great ruler of barbarians."

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Li Xi'an was falling.

Falling in the boundless darkness, holding the broken flute in his hand.

At the last moment, he hung a tripod on his head, and all the eight Xings of Taixing came out.

This Jin Xiao's last sentence was to ask him to take away the ninth statue of the real bone statue, the statue of Dongxiao Dragon Girl.This dragon girl is a genuine Zhoutian tenth class, even if she dies, that divine orb can help Li Xi'an peek into the mysteries of the real dragon.

But he didn't, he tried his best to take away the broken hole flute among all the things he could take away in the end.

Fall, fall.

The galaxy is running around.

That is the twisted void channel.A big broken hand covered Li Xi'an's body, protecting him from the last part of the journey.

Fireworks bloomed in the darkness, filling Li Xi'an's eyes.

The golden lotus is spinning, and the lotus petals made of ancient characters are flowing. It seems that there is something more, reflecting the collapse of the world.

The bronze cauldron was suspended and roared.

The lines on Ding's body are so complicated that it is unimaginable. This is a world, and Zai Tianding carries the whole world on its back.

He closed his eyes and seemed to fall asleep while falling.

After an unknown amount of time, Li Xi'an's closed eyes suddenly opened.

The darkness receded from in front of him, and the big hand collapsed completely, turning into powder and glowing.The endless power of wishes gathers the praying figures into a river, pouring into the pictograph of the world engraved with the bronze tripod body, the clouds gather people, monks holding swords, green mountains and rivers, insects, fish, birds and animals seem to come alive at this moment.

It was as if someone was whispering in the boundless darkness.

It was the sound of prayer.

There is also a "thank you" mixed in the prayer.The darkness receded, the whispers died away, and the familiar air rushed into the nostrils.

Clouds, gorgeous flowers.

Li Xi'an watched the terrible disaster blooming, and remained unmoved, Nifei's hair covered his cheeks, and he was still falling.

Here we come, and there are many unknown guests.

But since it was a disaster brought by him, how could there be any reason for the guests to take action?This world was broken by him, carried by him, and its bones should be buried by him himself!
"Oh!" Chu Xing'er opened her mouth wide.

Eight arms wrapped in red scales hung down from the clouds, and the arms pointed in all directions, divided into four images.All creatures in Taihang Mountain have noticed.The kings walking around Taihang Mountain also cast their eyes on the eight arms.

The iron scales buckle together, rhythmically soothing.

Arms bent, claws formed into prints.The spirit is boiling and surging, this is the sky, this is the earth, this is the realm where he was buried!
"The seal of four images and eight directions." The falling creature groaned softly.

In ancient times, the king of the Baoxi family also ruled the world. He looked up at the sky, and looked down at the ground. The writing of birds and beasts is suitable for the ground.

A world is dying.

A world is manifesting.

Li Xi'an stretched out his hand, and shook it far away towards the sky.

Looking up at the sky and the earth, the seals reflecting the dead spirits fell down.

The wind and snow swept through.

　Ten years of cold windows, a hundred days of wind and rain, the way of heaven rewards hard work.

　　I wish all students the best of luck in the college entrance examination!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)