From a Zhengyi Taoist Child to a Master of All Laws

Chapter 271: The Green Snake in the Hand Ling Riyue [Ask for monthly tickets! ]

Li Yang and Shima Mu Ling chased each other one after the other, all the way to an Iceland in the Arctic.

All I could see were endless mountains of ice and snow, some of which were more than a thousand feet high. The sky was filled with dark clouds and low pressure, and the weather was gloomy. Looking out to the sea ahead, there were huge waves, the water and the sky were hazy, and sometimes I could see small icebergs of different sizes, coming with the waves, colliding with each other, causing huge earthquakes.

Shimamura Ryo fell onto a mountain-like piece of floating ice and no longer had the strength to escape.

His situation was extremely miserable at this time. His soul had shrunk to the size of an ordinary human, and only one of the original eight heads remained after being chopped off by Li Yang.

If the last head is cut off, Shimaki Ryo will be completely helpless and the legend of the Yamata no Orochi will end in this world.

"You are so abnormal. Even in my time, there has never been a person like you."

"Before they left, they must have left something behind besides the sword. You are the one they chose."

Shimaki Ling coughed up blood, his face was as pale as paper, his mind was racing, but he could not find a reason for himself to survive.

"Are you going to kill me here? The scenery here is quite nice..."

After taking a look at his surroundings, Shimoki Ryo had already accepted his fate. The remaining memories of the ancient evil god were filled with pride, and he would not allow himself to humbly beg for his life, so he closed his eyes and waited for his death.

"I won't kill you."

In mid-air, Li Yang pressed down the sword light and landed on the ice with a calm expression.

"Why?" Shimamura Ryo, who was waiting to die, suddenly opened his eyes with suspicion. He looked at the man in front of him with shock and confusion.

"You and China still have some use."

Li Yang's eyes reflected the glacier sea, and he smiled calmly: "China now needs a great enemy like you to act as pressure."

After breaking through the True One Realm, Li Yang's strength has become too powerful. He can change the international situation by himself. As long as a few major powers do not use nuclear bombs against him to the death, he has almost no taboos and can roam freely throughout the world.

However, one's own strength does not represent the strength of China as a whole.

Overall, China’s current strength is still insufficient.

Apart from himself, there is no other master who has made a breakthrough to the level of the seed path. If anything happens to me, I will not be able to control the situation internationally.

After careful consideration, Li Yang also discovered his own problem. In the past in China, whether it was the Blood Demon Rebellion or the Ghost King Riot, he had taken on everything on his own. Whether it was Baiyun Mountain or the Taoist Alliance, he lacked sufficient experience and pressure.

This is even more so now. With my own breakthrough, China's international status will surely rise, with no internal worries and no strong enemies outside. If this peace continues for decades, and there is another Yamata no Orochi, another Redman, or Rama in the world, will I still need to take action?

Li Yang has realized that the current Chinese cultivation community is extremely lacking in a sense of crisis.

Many of them believe that as long as they are there, everything can be solved smoothly, and they can practice meditation and discuss scriptures in peace.

This is wrong. It is very wrong.

After half a month of fighting, Li Yang was already exhausted. He wanted to put some pressure on China's cultivation world.

Shimoki Ling was very smart. He understood Li Yang's plan after a little thought. He showed disdain on his face: "You let me go today, aren't you afraid that I will come back in the future and let the tiger go back to the mountain?"

Hearing this, Li Yang was full of pride and invincibility: "Since I can defeat you once today, I can defeat you countless times in the future. You are no longer my opponent." After saying this, Li Yang put his fingers together like a sword and pierced into the sea of ​​consciousness between Shimoki Ling's eyebrows.

"Your whetstone is still too hard. In order to prevent China's sharp knife from being worn out, I will impose some restrictions on you."

Li Yang's powerful Gang Yuan stirred up Shimaki Ling's sea of ​​consciousness in an instant, and focused on suppressing the vicious and violent aura belonging to the Yamata no Orochi.

Not until Shimaki Ling's aura dropped to the normal level did Li Yang withdrew his magical powers with satisfaction.

"So, everything is fine."

"I'll let you know that you made a decision that you regret very much today."

Shimamura Ryo stood on the iceberg. Although his face was pale, the light in his eyes did not diminish at all.

Li Yang shook his head: "In the future you will know how big the gap between you and me is. By then, I hope you still have the courage to swing your sword at me."

After that, a golden wheel as big as a mountain rose from the waves in the distant sky.

Li Yang suddenly realized that it was already the morning of the seventeenth day.

He took off with a sword and flew towards China. He saw groups of whales playing in the water between icebergs and the blue sea. The scenery on the glaciers was desolate and majestic.

From Li Yang's perspective, the entire ice field looked like a huge crystal mirror, with a halo around the four sides, tightly surrounded by a circle of colorful air. At the end of the sea and sky, the full view of the sun also appeared, rising and falling slightly, emerging from the waves, with thousands of brilliant lights, illuminating the sky. The weather was truly magnificent and incomparable.

After watching the morning sun, Li Yang flew forward again. Gradually, he flew out of the cold and gloomy area at the border of the Arctic Ocean. The floating clouds disappeared and the clear light came. He felt happy flying in the sky above such a vast and boundless ocean.

“I have been in heaven for three thousand calamities, and in the human world for five hundred years.

The sword at the waist flashes with purple lightning, and the red flame in the furnace raises gray smoke.

He rode a white deer across the vast ocean, and then rode a green ox into the cave heaven.

The green snake in my hand soars above the sun and the moon, no one knows that I am a true immortal! "

After reciting the poem, Li Yang laughed heartily, feeling extremely free and at ease. In a moment, he was already far away between the sea and the sky.
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Somewhere in the sea in Sakura Country.

This was one of the main battlefields of the battle between the two men. The aftermath of the battle has not yet subsided, the wind and rain are raging, the sky and the earth are dim and dark, and only the sounds of thunder and rain are resounding everywhere.

Amid the flashing lightning, a drone captured a mountain-like shadow that suddenly appeared above the vast ocean.

It was an island, appearing at the place where the two had just fought. On the island, there were flowers, birds, fish, insects, exotic beasts and rare birds, ancient trees standing tall against the sky, and countless dark shadows that could not be seen clearly under the heavy rain.

In the center of the island, there was a dark door. The sound of swords clashing could be heard faintly, and there were roars and sounds of fighting coming from behind the door. It seemed that behind the door, there was some terrifying existence fighting, trying to break through the door and descend into this world...

What’s even more bizarre is that there is only that one gate and no other buildings on the entire island.

After an unknown amount of time, the sounds of fighting gradually subsided. As Li Yang completely killed Dao Mu Ling, the fight between the two stopped. The entire island flashed and gradually disappeared until it returned to nothingness.

When the drone flew to that area, all we saw was the surging waves on the sea surface, and the vast water color was all we could see, as if the island had never appeared...

(End of this chapter)