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Chapter 412 39. The Fetus of the World
A hundred schools of thought contend in the small world, and the pale god statue overlooks the broken earth.

This blow almost lifted the surface of the entire world, the core material of the world began to flow out from the cracks, black gunpowder smoke filled the sky, lava rolled on the ground, and the sea water was directly evaporated, leaving behind fine white crystals.

The pale figure stood on top of the statue, and it looked up. At the highest point of the small world, a fluorescent cloud floated quietly, surrounded by clouds, and various sacred runes were manifesting.

The laurel crown of a hundred schools of thought contending, the birth of the world.

It symbolizes the beginning of the world and the end of the world.For true beings, this fetish is enough to help them break through the same image again, and obtain the small world inside the body, forming a self-contained party.

Its stiff face evoked a smile, and the idol rose into the air, making the broken earth beneath it even more broken.

Black smoke is billowing, and the sound of ocean waves can be heard after being far away from the ground. It is the waves of the mirror sea outside the small world.Such a world hides an unknown amount in the sea of ​​mirrors, and even the boundless starry sky is wrapped in the waves of the sea of ​​mirrors.When rising to a certain height and touching the edge of the world, you can see the darkness beyond the boundary wall and the changing trajectory like a mirror.

The pale creature stretched out its hand towards the highest embryo of the world, and just when its slender fingertips were about to touch, there was a loud bang, accompanied by a raging fire, and a figure shot from the broken earth to the sky, and cut off its arm with a sword !Then the sword-raiser turned around abruptly and kicked the pale creature off the head of the statue.

Black blood was splashed, the idol roared, and the spiritual sea expanded layer by layer, trying to crush the person holding the sword to death!

The pale creature with the severed arm saw clearly as it fell.

That smiling face made it so glaring.

God class!

This damn god!
At the same time, the burning sensation on the arm made it irritable. Usually, it only takes a moment to heal this kind of wound, but it unexpectedly found that it couldn't do it, and the fire was hindering it!
Li Chengqi descended with the filth, he was holding the faint sword, and was watching the opportunity to give this thing another sword.

But the roar of the god statue and the vibrating aura made it difficult for him to resist. After all, he was not a real creature, and it was still too reluctant to face the filth of the ancestor level as an emperor.In the middle of their fall, the statue's huge pupils cast their gaze on Li Chengqi. With just one glance, his back was burned, and the entire back was exposed, showing the white spine.The wound was pale and corroded, but it didn't help, it couldn't spread and erode Li Chengqi himself.

Li Chengqi gasped in pain, but his hand holding the faint sword remained motionless.

He waved his hand, and in the black smoke, a bright light bloomed.

The sword body of the faint sword was covered with flames, forming a ray of light behind Li Chengqi, temporarily isolating the aura created by the statue.

He aimed his blade at the pale creature's chest.

The filth swung his arm violently, and sprinkled the pitch-black blood on Li Chengqi. This powerful and corrosive blood was enough to corrode and penetrate the body of the emperor.At the same time, it opened its hand to Li Chengqi, and its pale tentacles began to extend.

With one sword and one person, Li Chengqi seemed to have come to a dead end, behind him was a pale and terrifying statue, and in front of him was an invincible filth.

Filth thinks instinctively.

This celestial being will die here.

Ten types are difficult to assimilate, killing is the best choice.

"Looking at your expression, you seem to think I'm going to die?" Li Chengqi said suddenly.

Doubt appeared on Grime's face, it couldn't figure out how the humans were still struggling.

"Little thing, your life is too short. You only know that the ten types cannot be assimilated, but you don't know why the ten types cannot be assimilated." Li Chengqi swung the faint sword, and the flame on the faint sword elongated and danced in mid-air. The dragon is swimming!

"Roar!" A roar echoed between the heavens and the earth. The roar was ancient and desolate, like the roar of a giant beast at the end of the world.

In an instant, Li Chengqi's face reflected in the sword body of the faint sword changed. It was divided by eight sides of the sword body, showing a golden pupil.The outstretched tentacles of the filth were instantly melted, the flames enveloping them,
The filth panicked, and the idol turned full power. The dirty and dark spirit made the air in the whole world sticky. At the same time, the fist of the idol had reached Li Chengqi's back.A huge shadow enveloped the figures of Li Chengqi and Foul, and it was dark to look at the ground, and the dark shadows cast by fists were all within the line of sight.

At this moment, Li Chengqi and Wushou could only hear the dragon-like roar and the sound of flames burning in their ears. The distance between them was very short, so short that the blade was about to pierce Wushou's chest.They looked at each other like beasts in the jungle fighting for the survival of their prey.

The faint sword pierced into the chest of the filth.

Fist down.

"Boom--!"

This small world was almost shattered by this blow.

The sound of the flute echoed, and the fist of the idol stopped in the air. An illusory giant beast raised its fist, and the place where the giant beast stood was cracked and turned into an abyss.A quiet and gentle woman stood on a phantom of a demon god, holding a flute in her hand, the soothing sound of the flute was played quietly, flowing through the fragmented earth like flowing water.Fantastically, the broken land is closing up, and the lost land is being filled.

The woman looked into the air under the fist, where the red fire was burning, and the dirty human figure was being burned.

She looked up again, and a full moon hung high in the sky beyond the black smoke.

"Are you okay?" She asked softly, not knowing who she was asking.

"Oh, I'll go. Is there anything else? If you come later, your husband will be gone!" A hand was suddenly placed on the woman's shoulder, and the disgraced Li Chengqi slowly got up from the ground.

"I don't think you need me. It's just that something might happen to this world, so I used myriad phenomena to maintain this place."

"Isn't something wrong with this world? I feel that the situation outside is not good." Li Chengqi pouted his lips and motioned Yang Lianyue to look at the sky.

"I saw it." Yang Lianyue didn't look up, but instead took a picture of Li Chengqi's hand.

"The Venerable Master said that I should try not to use my spirit. Recently, my dreams have become more and more frequent. They are so frequent that sometimes I can't distinguish between dreams and reality."

"Heng Xiao Jin Ni?" Li Chengqi's expression also became serious, "The master said that the unshakable one is dead, and the dream is just because your perception is too transcendent. Looking back at the past in the cultivation method and road, in the He is an unshakable mountain on this road, you will see that he is normal, don't think too much."

"He seems to be alive... no, he is alive." Yang Lianyue said.

Unexpectedly, Li Chengqi's expression suddenly became exaggerated, "Yue'er, don't think of other men in front of your husband! Your husband and I are the famous pure love warrior in the universe!"

"God." Yang Lianyue sighed.

"Ok?"

"You are not my husband, do you understand? I like Li Chengqi, not Heaven of the Ancient Realm."

"Is there any difference? The Master still calls me Li Chengqi."

"Are you sure he called you by that name? He's never called you...'Heavenly'."

Before Yang Lianyue could finish her sentence, the man behind her seemed to have collapsed, and sat down on the spot in a decadent manner. While sitting, he even used his hands to pull out the hair of the phantom of the demon god below him.

"It's up to you, what you said is right, I am the sky of the ancient world before any identity." Li Chengqi raised his head, the black smoke dissipated, and the statue collapsed, like a huge mountain of flesh rising on the ground.

The bright white full moon is very conspicuous at this time.

"The Venerable Master has come to pick us up." Li Chengqi said suddenly.

With the full moon as the center, ripples spread, and two palms as dark as the universe tore apart the world.

(End of this chapter)