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Chapter 264 26. Clown (4.4k)
"People probably never think that in just half a day, the sky has changed twice."

Li Chengqi took out a fan out of nowhere, and opened it with a bang. On the fan, "I am the sky!" was written like a dragon and a snake.It's like a style of telling a story, but the audience is a little less.

He looked up, looking at the rolling golden clouds.

"Immortal, you are still hiding this thing."

In the distance, Li Xi'an looked coldly at the place where Jian Guang fell.

The huge purple dharma image was collapsed, dented, and cut straight, just like when he cut Mount Miluo back then.The world roared and trembled, because at this moment, two different ghosts appeared behind the purple giant. They came out of the void, joined their palms together, and an astonishing power burst out to help the purple giant block the sword light!

The two bone statues of the ancestor of the three statues!
"boom--!"

Appearance was the end, the two bone statues were instantly submerged in the golden light, and the purple dharma couldn't hold out until the end, and shattered into pieces.When a sword is sharp enough, it feels like cutting thin paper or thick steel, and it shatters when swung down.

This is Li Xi'an's sword light hidden in that stone tablet. He had already planned to find this world at that time, and the hidden sword light was what he left behind.

After all, he couldn't guarantee that the awakened God of All Food, Gong, would listen to him.

But it doesn't matter now.

If Yu Shu was to die, he did not need the tribute from the God of Ten Thousand Foods.

He will behead the ancestor.

"Who the hell are you!" Yu Shu roared, his face collapsed, his skin was chapped, and his god-like face was shattered under the sword light, revealing the original hatefulness.

"What the hell are you! You are not Heng Xiao Jin Ni, even if you are an unshakable person who has fallen, it is impossible to smash my dharma image when you are the emperor!" He looked like a madman.

The Zimu Jiaolong meanders, the scales on its body are peeling off one by one, the fierce fire burning in its eyes has dimmed, like a dying candle.

Yu Shu raised his arms, and one magic weapon after another was lifted into the air, forming some kind of mysterious circle.

But in the gap between the sky filled with sword light, his yelling question was not answered, only Li Xi'an's glance at him was seen.

Make him fall into an ice cave.

Like looking at a dead man, a clown.

This is so similar to the scene thousands of years ago.

With one blow, Faxiang collapsed, Lulu disintegrated, and he was smashed into the dust and mud with one hand!Yuchai Shunde!

The figures are thousands of years away, but they overlap in this world.

"Roar!" The Purple Wood Flood Dragon roared vigorously. Its life was connected with Yu Shu. If Yu Shu died, it would die too, and its dharma collapsed. It could still exist because it possessed spiritual intelligence and was very special.

A precious orb spit out from its mouth, hanging in the air.

The smooth and round surface flows divine light.

The purple energy dissipated, the dharma image completely disappeared, Yu Shu brows bled, and the sword light seemed to fall on the top of his head, almost killing him with the sword.The man's eyes dimmed, without the divine light, and endless prayers erupted at this moment, which was the cornerstone for maintaining his foothold in Shinichi.The Purple Wood Flood Dragon roared furiously, leaning on the sword light with his back, he managed to keep his wish power from the sword light, and the orb gathered his wish power together.

But it was directly chopped into two pieces!

"Yu Shu!" Zimu Jiaolong roared.

Yu Shu's eyes widened suddenly, and the divine light began to flow in his eyes again.

At this moment, the sky is falling apart!
The Dharma shattered, Zimu was cut, and the mighty sword light dragged the clouds, tearing the sky apart.

He raised his head, the divine marks all over his body were endless, and the sword light that cut through the body of the purple wood dragon finally turned into a ray of light just before it fell on top of his head, and dispersed with the wind.At the same time, countless spirit weapons that had been cut in half fell to pieces, and the two bodies of the Purple Wood Flood Dragon fell into the deep sea, filled with spiritual blood, soaking the entire sea area.

But he is not dead.

He is still Shinichi.

As Yu Shu breathes, the sky and the earth seem to follow the rising tide.The flow of the earth veins is still so clear in his perception.

So he laughed, from the bottom of his heart.

"Haha...hahaha!" He looked up to the sky and laughed, covering his eyes with his hands.Because he knew that at this moment, there was only fear from the past in these eyes.Tears, how long, how long, there are still tears in his eyes?

He put down his hands, spread them out, divine radiance filled the air, one rune after another was lit up, surrounding him.As long as he waved his hand, the runes would move accordingly, like playing with the stars.Yu Shu's gaze was filled with purple energy, containing thunder from heaven.The fear was wiped away by him, and the revered ancestor seemed to have returned again.

"You...can you still use your sword?" Yu Shu lowered his head and laughed muffled.

His figure had already fallen into the low sky not far from the sea, but he was still lowering his figure so that people at high places could not see his expression clearly.

Until he was standing on the water, he bowed and spread his fingers.

He's still Shinichi, he's still Zu.

This means that the Purple Wood Flood Dragon who is connected with his fate has not died!

This is... the vitality of the people of the tenth category who once tried to attack the tenth category of Zhou Tian... He smiled and called, and the sea water rose because of his call, and a tsunami that could engulf the sky was brewing in the depths of the ocean.

On the top of Miluo Mountain, Mo frowned, and was about to take a step forward, but was blocked.

The unfurled black robes were like a sea of ​​black clouds, Li Xi'an stretched out his hand and stopped him.He looked at Yu Shu at the center of the huge vortex, his pupils narrowed slightly.

"It's just something that barely stays at the level of Shinichi. After all, it's been too long, so long that the sword is blunt."

He couldn't see the meaning in Li Xi'an's eyes clearly.

Immortals.

He had heard Chi Jiao call himself that, and he also heard the sky of the ancient world call Chi Jiao that way.

Can't see clearly.

He couldn't see clearly.Chijiao has been to this world before, how did he come, what did he do, he knows the sleeping ancestor here, the name of the other party's ancestor, and even how to wake up the sleeping ancestor.

The Longevity The Longevity.

He doesn't know how to live forever now.

"The ancestor of Yixiang is full of confidence now." On the side, Li Chengqi fanned his fan, only then did he notice that besides "I am the sky", there is also a word on the other side of the fan, which is "The Master's dog".

"Brother Mole." He stepped forward and patted Mole's shoulder.

"Don't worry about the matter of the immortal, we don't understand it, unless one day, you also stand in that position. I know that you now have the ability to kill the flood dragon that has recovered in the depths of the ocean, but there is no need for this. See what he's doing." Li Chengqi closed his fan and pointed at the figure in black clothes not far away.

It may not be accurate to say that the figure is already there.

The characteristics of a dragon have already appeared on Li Xi'an's body, the ancient wood branches and horns grow from the hair, and the fine red scales shrink with his breathing.

That gaze... was silent.This is not the way to look at a strong enemy.

It's more like watching actors on the stage, and... funny clowns.Think of Zu as a clown?

Just as he was thinking, the sea vibrated, and the top of Mount Miluo felt shaking. The boulder fell, and waves bloomed, and a huge head emerged from the sea, roaring!But Yu Shu smiled, and he opened his arms, like an emperor who embraced the whole country in his arms.

Zimu Jiaolong stood up, flew into the sky, and brought Yu Shu up into the sky.

Let him overlook the world again!

As long as he is still the ancestor, he is in this world, it is impossible for him to exist.So what if he is defeated, who can stop his way?Here is the law of the supernatural, if he does not want to monopolize this opportunity and summons the supernatural minions, the ancestors of the five images will have to kneel down!
Then, the boundless and huge shadow pressed down.

The man's smile froze.

Yu Shu raised his hand, but found that he couldn't shake the shadow at all!The Purple Wood Flood Dragon roared, narrowly dodging the pitch-black mountain that fell down.The pitch-black holy mountain smashed into the sea, like another Mira, with layers of runes shining, and stars projected one by one.

Li Xi'an flipped his hands.

Shen Xingshan shook lightly.

"Boom!" The sea surface was sinking, several kilometers in an instant!This is a sudden pressure, as if the weight of countless stars is pressed in this field in an instant.

Yu Shu felt the tremendous pressure, and he was struggling!

"This is..." Even if he has never seen this mysterious mountain, he can still realize the power of this divine mountain.The rune on it is not that Shenshan is using magical powers, but some kind of seal!

"No matter how powerful it is, it will be a dead thing after all!" He turned his head and looked at the shadow that appeared on the pitch-black mountain at some time.

Zimu Flood Dragon has the same intention and rushed to attack!

This kind of pressure, I am afraid that only the ancestors can act, and the creatures under the ancestors may be directly crushed to death!Even Li Xi'an himself can't fully grasp all the power of this Chen Xing Mountain, it is too powerful, so powerful that it is beyond the scope of Li Xi'an's current control.

Li Xi'an bowed and exerted his strength.

"Boom!" There was a muffled sound.

Yu Shu on the top of the Zimu Jiaolong's head was gone, Li Xi'an clasped Yu Shu's face with his claws, pressed the man's body and let him rub against the Zimu Jiaolong's dorsal fin, the scales on the Jiaolong's back were like thousands of sharp knives, Being dragged for several kilometers, Yu's back was covered with scars after surgery.Then before Zimu Jiaolong turned his head back and twisted his body, Taihang Baxing stretched out and held Zimu Jiaolong's body, and the eight arms stretched down, Zimu Jiaolong couldn't move.

Li Xi'an abruptly dragged Yu Shu to the tail like this, and then strangled him by the throat.

Pang Ran's aura erupted, and it was as vast as the sea.

Yu Shu roared, blood dripped from his forehead, he got rid of Li Xi'an's control, flew into the air, holding a Panlong spear in his hand, thousands of thunderbolts surged, covering a radius of ten thousand li, even affecting Taihang Baxing, trying to kill The Taihang Eight Stars were wiped out in the Thunder Prison!

He stabbed with a gun!
Li Xi'an stretched out his hand, grasped the Xi sword, and slashed.

"Zheng-!"

Yu Shu couldn't believe it, the emperor was fighting him head-on!The next moment, under his angry eyes, Li Xi'an carried him away.

"What a tattered body." Li Xi'an commented indifferently.

The ancestor, the strength lies in the connection between the mind and the soul, and the connection between the heaven and the earth. Fighting against an ancestor is no different from fighting against the whole world.But this world gave birth to the heavenly kind, and the heavenly kind restricted Yu Shu's power to inherit the heaven and the earth. Yu Shu thought that he was still the ancestor, and he was still invincible, but he didn't know that in the eyes of Li Xi'an, even he was in the Taihang Palace. The stone rabbits encountered are not as alive as they are.

Li Xi'an's figure disappeared in place, with a kick!
Yu Shu's divine sense was naturally powerful, but Shen Xingshan roared, and the weight of the stars pressed down on him. Before he could move, Li Xi'an's cross leg had already landed on the side of his head.

"Oh!"

He was swept away and hit heavily on the surface of Shen Xingshan.At this time, even more terrible pressure came!
Li Xi'an moved his body, and after being baptized with the power of vows, his body became stronger than before.He suppressed Yu Shu who didn't have Zimu Flood Dragon, and he didn't even need to reveal his body.

He looked at Yu Shu who was struggling on Shen Xing Mountain.

Pinch the sword.

As the dusk rolls, the red eight-faced ancient sword swims, vibrating, roaring like a mad dragon.Yu Shu removed the Coiling Dragon Spear, which was the natal weapon, and all the weapons melted under the light of the sword. He held the gun with both hands, and the purple air came from the east, washing his body, and the wounds healed. At the same time, it turned into a barrier to resist the faint sword.

Holding the Xi sword in his hand, his whole body almost turned into a sword light!
"Boom!" Above Shen Xing Mountain, the purple light collided with the golden light, and where the light spread, the aura died instantly.

On the top of Mount Miluo, Li Chengqi looked at the two swords and rubbed his chin, as if he was thinking about something.

And in the center of the light, a certain behemoth slowly got up.

Yu Shu was smashed down by the sky-opening axe, and his body was almost cut in two.He raised his head and saw the winding giant, the red dragon shadow with his back to the sky.

"Flood Dragon?" He murmured.

Zimu called this thing... Flood Dragon?
Li Xi'an lowered his head, the red copper ghost face seemed to be laughing.

"Dragon..." Shocked by the purple wood dragon imprisoned by the Eight Xings of the Taihang, it stared blankly at the shadow of the dragon swimming in the light of the sky, almost crazy.

"Roar!" Perhaps it evoked the long-term memory of the purple wood dragon, it suddenly burst out with amazing power, it flew and came to Yu Shu's side, at this moment, a purple statue loomed behind them.

Yu Shu wants to reproduce the Dharma!
But the scene on the other side is hopeless.

Eight arms stretch out from the void, the upper one is holding a large bronze tripod, one is holding a golden jade sword, the other is holding a red eight-faced ancient sword, and the other arm is wrapped around a moonlight river.

Some kind of grandeur.

From that side of the bronze tripod.

Behind the red dragon shadow, a golden statue stood, with the sword hanging upside down.It lowered its head and stared at Yu Shu, its red agate-like eyes reflected its death.

The sun is blocked.

And the light outlines the edge of the golden idol.

One side was dusk, one side was dawn, and Li Xi'an lowered his head, a huge golden candle was burning, "Actually, even if you are an unshakable person who has fallen, killing you is no different from killing a bug."

Yu Shu wiped the blood off his face.

"Do you think you only need to face me?"

The extremely ancient language was spit out, Yu Shu clasped his palms together, and a law emerged, as if something woke up from a long sleep and opened his eyes to peek into the world.

Li Chengqi snapped his fingers.

The sight is gone, the law is still there, but nothing changes anymore.

Yu Shu froze in place.

"You... what did you do? What did you do!"

"If this is your confidence, you can die." Li Xi'an said flatly.

He is very plain, but he has a body like a real dragon, so this kind of plainness carries great majesty in the eyes of Zimu Jiaolong and Yu Shu.For the first time, an ancestor felt the majesty of an emperor.

"No... no, it's impossible! Mysterious, it's impossible to abandon me, and mystical, it's impossible for me to be blinded by ants like you!" Yu Shu broke through the majesty, hissing and roaring.

After a short period of horror, Yu Shu screamed again, "It's just an accident, it's just an accident, even Yuchai Shunde is dead, why do you stop me? How could you kill me? I'm the ancestor, my father!" It is Master Anzi Lingxia!"

The purple idol is taking shape.

Yu Shu desperately released the source of life.

He looked crazy and was still restarting that ancient language, but no matter how many times he tried, there was no response.

"That's right... I am the ancestor, isn't it easy to kill you?" He said softly, "Long, Kun, and this world should all be mine..."

"It should all be mine! Just like the supreme being at the beginning, why did you abandon me? Why can't I have the opportunity to open up a small world! It's just a bunch of dirty people, damn it, those things in Kyushu should be all It’s right to be dead! Sovereign, is Sovereign useful? Kyushu has fallen, and there is no one to shake, isn’t it still dead?”

"But I'm alive, I can laugh at you, the unshakable, what's the use?" He looked at Li Xi'an, staring at that treacherous ghostly face.

The purple statue on the back was completely formed, and he stretched out his hand and tore apart the purple wood dragon!

Spiritual blood is splashed, and the idol is bathed in spiritual blood and reborn.

He is born, he returns.

But the golden statue held a sword, and the dawn and dusk rolled, just like the scene of thousands of years.

Yu Shu was swallowed, the sword light illuminated the madness on his face, the golden light dispelled the purple overwhelmingly, and the idol went out.All the rays of light converge at the end, and the red dragon shadow swings his sword under the sky——

——Burning ancestors!
　After the fight was over, unexpectedly, the Wanshi God Gong didn't come out to fight.

　　For some clowns, it’s only when the main character comes in person that he feels it, isn’t it?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)