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Chapter 413 40. The Day the Hundred Images Lifted into the Sky
In the cloud dojo, there are pale gods on all sides.

The original white and auspicious clouds turned pitch black, and the hundred ancestors of the good world lived on the clouds at this moment, as if soaked in the black sea water.The ancestors' perception is powerful and extraordinary. They can find that the spirits in the dojo are being eroded and transformed. These spirits no longer have vitality, and instead decay and die. If they are driven, they will be corroded to a greater or lesser extent. The ancestors dare not act rashly.

When they talked, scouted, and looked up at the center of the Cloud Dojo, the clouds there were still white.

The ancestors who are qualified to be in the center have more than three statues. At this time, these statues are stacked behind the manifested god statues.

The ancestors of the good world were in a stalemate with the four fallen creatures, and the weird laughter from before still echoed in their ears, but the ancestors were not afraid, they were waiting for the coming of the law.

The statues of the hundred ancestors in the good world have been completely revived, not only in the clouds, but also in the orthodoxy belonging to the hundred ancestors.

In the depths of the mountains, the Taoist palace, the vast land, the beams of light reach the sky, the momentum is huge, and the creatures on the land raise their heads, and they will find that the beams of light that reach the sky are the statues of the ancestors, or the statues of ferocious beasts, or the sacred gold. The body image, or the image of the god of aid to the world.

This power shakes all living beings in the good world.

"This is... the third statue of the ancestor of the beast! The statue that has been suppressed in the depths of the mountains for a long time is rumored to suppress a real fierce beast that has competed with it. How many years has it been since this statue got up? It is all related to the mountains. One body!" In the mountains, ten thousand monsters leaned over in horror, and several demon emperors gathered outside the huge gap left by the rising of the god statue.

The Demon Emperor also bowed down to pay respects to the departing statue, tensing his nerves at the same time.

"Is the sky going to fall?" One of the bull-horned demon emperors sighed, staring at the gray sky and the rain of blood pouring down. In just a few days, this was the third rain of blood, which meant that in just a few days, Three ancestors have died here.

They are not qualified to directly know what happened to the ancestors above the clouds, but the Demon Emperor knows that they and even his ancestors have never seen the death of the ancestors in the records, and the blood rain has not visited this land for a long time.Now the third statue of the ancestor of the beast stood up to the sky in their eyes, making the sense of crisis hanging over their hearts even stronger.

"The statues of the ancestors are all rising and reaching the sky." Another demon emperor replied.

They stared at the sky, and a sense of discomfort gradually grew in their hearts.

At the same time, in a land of hundreds of families in the benevolent world, the disciples in the family are panicked.

The most powerful Confucianism suffered heavy losses just a few days ago. According to the news from the emperors, the center of the land of Confucianism was submerged by the ocean of wishes, and the corpses of the collapsed statues were soaked in the ocean of wishes. There are also countless children of Confucianism floating in the ocean of power.The emperors went there with extra care.The power of wish may be a great tonic for creatures at the level of true oneness, but it is a deadly poison for creatures that have not yet reached true oneness, and they are not even qualified to touch it. away from that still-expanding ocean of will.

The children of hundreds of families were in panic, because they could not predict whether the next ancestor who passed away would be their own ancestor.

Once the ancestor dies, the orthodoxy will be shattered, and everything will be swallowed by the turmoil caused by the collapse of the idol.

The disciples of hundreds of families guarded the statue day and night and prayed for it, but at this moment, the statue woke up and burst into divine light, and people in the Taoist tradition could see the statue get up and rise into the sky.

"Is the ancestor going to take the second portrait with him? What happened to this?"

"More than that!" An old man shouted, the moment the old man's voice fell, the ground roared and cracked, and a huge scale-covered monster stepped onto the ground from the abyss. Yingying was bright, and after a while, the giant beast soared into the sky, followed the previous god statue to leave the world, and turned into a beam of light to go to the clouds.

"The third statue of Zu! Zu took all the bone statues away!"

At this moment, all the places in the good world, this scene is being staged.

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A hundred schools of thought contend in the small world, and the pitch-black sea roars.

The vitality of the filth is too strong, it still wants to revive, the head of the idol turns, and the sea water submerges its body, but it still cannot submerge its head.At this time, the pair of eyes were staring in the direction of Li Chengqi, and Yang Lianyue beside Li Chengqi.

The black spirit surged.

But suddenly, all these spirits disappeared, the sky was clear and bright, and the two star-like palms tore apart the sky.

Seeing the broken laws outside the world with the filth that mended the chest with sticks, the golden lines constructed by the saints were broken and scattered all over the place, so the existence that did not belong to the contention of a hundred schools of thought came.

Filth glanced into the crack in the sky, trembling all over.

The filth has no rational thinking, it is trembling and fear instinctively, just a glimpse of the creature that is about to tear the sky and come to this world.

"Crack..." Along the full moon, branch-shaped cracks appeared in the sky.

A pitch-black arm stretched out, and it spread its five fingers.

The faint sword in Li Chengqi's hand let go, and turned into a sword light and rushed to the sky. The blade expanded wildly until it was level with the mountains of the earth, and the eight sides of the sword reflected the world.That hand held the ancient red copper sword, and in an instant, the flames rose and enveloped the world, the entire sky was dyed red, and the skyline was golden, as if the sunset had disappeared and stayed in the sky's last ray.

The filth finally understood why the wound caused by the sword could not heal, because the sword belonged to an older and more noble existence.

Tian Lei is too young compared to him.

On the surface of the sea, the pale statue wriggled and neighed, unwilling to die.

But that arm swung the ancient sword lightly, and then poured all the fire into the world, and the afterglow of dusk fell to the earth, covering all visible things and pictures.

Li Chengqi and Yang Lianyue subconsciously raised their hands to block the hot and bright light.

At some point, golden branches and leaves extended from the crack, caught them, and took them away from this world.

Their souls seem to be constantly drifting in the universe, crossing countless worlds and dark star fields, looking down, they will find a cluster of fire blooming in the depths of the dark sea of ​​mirrors.

The mirror sea is grotesque, like a dream, the golden branches act as their earth, and the leaves act as their sky, so that they can avoid getting lost in the mirror sea.

Until the light reappeared, they saw the land of the good world.

But the journey didn't stop yet, they were led all the way above the clouds and accommodated by a jade plaque. Li Xi'an was standing next to the jade plaque, holding the Faint Sword in one hand and the Controversy of Hundred Schools of Thought in the other. Laurel crown - the embryo of the world that is surging with rosy clouds.

Li Chengqi was stunned, he didn't even have time to be amazed at the Venerable Master's ability to break the law.

Because even more terrifying things occupied his mind, when he reached the cloud, that extremely weird aura became more obvious and more barbaric!

He is familiar with this breath.

This belongs exclusively to... the aura of Law Dao!

(End of this chapter)