Under One Person: Starting from the Inheritance of Gods

Chapter 335 Who am I...? [Please subscribe, please vote for the monthly ticket, please vote for the recommendation ticket. ]

"Everyone, long time no see!"

Li Cunxu smiled sinisterly and greeted the fake Lis who were coming forward, including Li Siyuan, Meng Po, Li Maozhen and others.

In addition, there were several princes who had survived before, including King Meng Zhixiang of Shu, King Yang Pu of Wu, and King Ma Yin of Chu.

Among the people present, those who looked at Li Cunxu were filled with fear, hatred, and suspicion.

Li Cunxu smiled helplessly and then showed the fan in his hand. It was none other than the Xiuwen fan!

"Brother, how are you?"

"I miss you so much, little brother!"

This time, Li Cunxu used his own original voice, with the corners of his mouth raised in an exaggerated arc, and then the skin on his face began to fall off like a broken mask, and the hairband also fell off at the same time.

Finally, his original face is revealed, with his hair disheveled.

Li Siyuan narrowed his eyes, looked at Li Cunxu in surprise, and said, "I should have thought it was yours, my good third brother!"

When everyone saw this, they couldn't help but look at each other.

The third "Li Xingyun" was actually played by Li Cunxu, who had passed away long ago. As for the remaining two "Li Xingyun", I wonder which one is real and which one is fake?

The King of Shu and others many turned their attention to the fake Li, and for a while they were speculating.

The fake Li stepped forward and said, "How dare you pretend to be of Li Tang's bloodline? Do you know your crime?"

"crime?"

Li Cunxu sneered, "I have already died once. I was crowned the emperor in my lifetime and I am still the ghost king after my death. Who do you think you are, little bastard?"

"Ah!"

The fake Li's eyes turned sinister and violent, and he directly ordered: "Prince Jin, you are willing to kill your relatives for the sake of justice, can you do it?"

Li Siyuan's eyes became sharp, and he looked at Li Cunxu, bowed to the fake Li and said: "I obey your command and am willing to eliminate the traitor for your Highness!"

After saying that, Li Siyuan used the blue transparent internal force of the Supreme Saint Qiankun in his hands, and attacked Li Cunxu with wisps of golden flames.

In Li Cunxu's hands, black and white internal energy appeared, mixed with streaks of crimson blood, like an ink painting, rendering the world into the colors of yin and yang.

The two men's powerful skills burst out, causing spider-web-like cracks to appear in the salt pond beneath their feet, which splashed in all directions and left a hole in its place.

And in the very center of the pit, there appeared a golden coffin.

Everyone's eyes narrowed at the same time: "Could this be the Longquan treasure?"

In an instant, everyone ignored the chaos of the salt dust and came forward to surround the coffin.

The patterns on it depict a huge war. One of the figures has a ferocious face, like a demon, and the other stands with a sword in hand, as if accompanied by thousands of soldiers.

"Is this the Battle of Zhuolu?"

"The carvings on it are Chi You, the Lord of Arms, and Emperor Xuanyuan Huangdi!"

People with sharp eyes recognized the carved scene immediately, but Li Siyuan and others didn't care. The Longquan treasure was right before their eyes. They were so anxious that they immediately used various means to hit the golden coffin, making a deafening roar.

However, the golden coffin was as solid as Kun Steel and did not move at all, without any damage.

"it's useless!"

At this time, a faint voice came from behind everyone.

Li Cunxu sneered and said, "Without the Li Tang royal bloodline and the Longquan Sword, it is impossible for you to open it with your skills!"

"Oh, by the way, isn't there a descendant of Li Tang standing right in front of us? Why don't you give it a try?"

The fake Li ignored Li Cunxu's sarcasm. After all, time was running out. He immediately stroked the golden coffin with his fingers and asked in confusion, "Compared with other places, why is Huangdi's lack of color?"

At this moment, another group of people hurried over, and the leader was Li Xingyun. He breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said, "It seems that we have caught up."

Then, Li Xingyun cast his eyes on the golden coffin and judged: "He is not lacking in color, but in soul and blood!"

The fake Li turned around and saw the newcomer. He sneered and said, "You came at the right time. You will be the one to complete the missing bloodline!" "Li Siyuan, do it!"

Before he finished speaking, Li Siyuan rushed towards Li Xingyun.

However, his attack was stopped by an unexpected person.

"Meng Po?!"

Li Siyuan withdrew his offensive.

Meng Po stood in front of Li Xingyun and said, "Li Tang's bloodline, can you just take it if you want?"

Fake Li lowered his head and couldn't help but laugh at himself: "It seems that the Marshal doesn't believe me after all. He arranged for you to be by my side, right?"

"Exactly!"

"As long as I am here, you will never get a single drop of dragon blood!"

"and………"

Before Meng Po finished her words, a mysterious figure suddenly appeared behind the fake Li. The fake Li sensed something was wrong and was about to fight back, but was kicked hard into the sky by the figure.

Afterwards, the figure opened his five fingers, grabbed the fake Li's head and dropped from the sky, pressing it hard on the colorless carving of the Yellow Emperor.

The fake Li saw the identity of the figure clearly through the gaps between his fingers.

"General~"

But Yuan Tiangang didn't even look at him, he just said coldly: "Besides, why bother so much, why not just use your blood?"

"what?!"

At this moment, everyone was shocked.

Blood flowed from the fake Li's head, soaking the statue of Yellow Emperor on the golden coffin, making it finally glow with golden light.

At the same time, a groove slowly appeared on the golden coffin, which was exactly the shape of the Longquan Sword.

Yuan Tiangang casually took the Longquan sword that Li Xingyun was carrying behind him and put it into the groove, fitting perfectly.

Immediately, the entire salt pond was shaken noticeably from far below the ground, and the lid of the golden coffin slowly opened. The gears of the mechanism engaged, revealing a deep passage leading directly to the ground.

At this time, the fake Li knelt on the ground, letting the blood drip down, looking at his bloody hands in disbelief, even though his head was bleeding profusely.

"I have always had this bloodline?"

What I have always longed for has actually been in me, which means that I am also a descendant of the Tang Dynasty bloodline.

“Why, why?!!!”

He roared at Yuan Tiangang.

"Who am I..."

"Who?"

At this moment, Fake Li was eager to know everything.

However, Yuan Tiangang put away the Longquan Sword and placed it behind him, saying perfunctorily: "I am a nobody, living in troubled times, not worth mentioning."

Fake Li immediately denied it: "No, I am not the nameless orphan you picked up in troubled times!"

Suddenly, the fake Li pointed at Li Xingyun and asked, "I, I am the same person as him, right?"

After failing to get an answer for a long time, the paranoia in the fake Li's heart and the huge shock he was facing now made his mind confused for a while, and he even fell into a state of madness, as if he had two faces.

"I am Li Xingyun, I am the Son of Heaven!"

"No, I'm not Li Xingyun, I'm not the Son of Heaven!"

"No, I am the Son of Heaven, I am Li Xingyun!!!"

(End of this chapter)