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The sun is in the middle of the sky, and the sky is thousands of miles away. On the top of the mountains, there is a dead silence around the Temple of Heaven.
All kinds of expressions are frozen on the face, like a ridiculous mask.
Silong was almost stunned. The loss of his physical body was an unbearable loss for him. Even if it was just a fragile mortal body, it was also vital to cultivation, and it was a true dragon that was cultivated through untold hardships. Body.
He didn't throw his body here unprepared, but instead prepared various defensive methods. Even if Li Qingshan raided this, he practiced injury for a while, but ignored the climbing vines that could penetrate the void.
One inch penetrated all the defenses, drained all the blood.
The green and delicate cane silk woven into a woman's face, and she said: "Your Majesty, you are back! Look at your current expression, it is ridiculous! Have you encountered anything bad? Hehehehe..."
"She didn't even leave!"
Gu Yanying was slightly surprised. When she did such things, she not only didn't run away, but also dared to provoke him, almost facing Silong's thunderous anger alone.
"That's Qian Rongzhi, it's really interesting!"
Luo Hui Xiaoming was full of interest, and while Silong was in the Qiongyu Palace and lost his physical sense, it was not a big deal to yin him ruthlessly. To dare to provoke face-to-face like this, he must have superhuman courage.
The level of practice in the path is strict, and the inferior is almost instinctive in awe when facing the superior. And she should be very clear that a climbing vine is not enough to protect her life.
The sharp laughter full of malicious intent caused Silong to wake up. With a flash of golden light, he cut his face as sharp as a sword, and roared, "Qian Rongzhi, what have you done?"
As if to answer his question, an exclamation came to mind around the Temple of Heaven.
The former Daxia Emperor felt a pain in his feet, which was tiny and imperceptible, but he pierced the magic weapon of his body protection, the powerful body, penetrated into the soul, and approached the Yuan Ying.
In an instant, he was like a balloon pierced by a needle, and the spirit of his whole body gushed out of the needle hole uncontrollably, feeling an unprecedented horror.
Looking around, thousands of vines emerged from the ground, stretched, twisted, entangled, and pierced amidst the strange laughter, like a swarm of snakes dancing, with terrifying faces in between.
It turns out that the vines have already covered the ground around the Temple of Heaven. This is no longer a place of solemn sacrifice to the heavens, but a terrible trap.
And this trap, to a certain extent, was laid down by Si Long himself.
Chu Tian was born with a climbing vine, until he was snatched by Qian Rongzhi, he did not grow into a "bonsai" in more than 20 years.
Of course it is because the pure spiritual power extracted from the human realm is mostly used by him for cultivation, but it can also be seen that the climbing vine has a huge demand for resources. After the cultivation base reaches a certain level, it will even appear to be a bit tasteless.
Without the five thousand years of accumulation and preparation of the Daxia Dynasty, it was almost poured out by the power of the country, and after another thousand years, it would not grow so much, and would even stagnate. No matter how pure the spiritual power extracted, it is limited after all.
This strange grass that can penetrate the boundaries and connect the world, once it grows up, it is definitely not a safe and unobstructed flower for people to enjoy.
With blood splashing, King Yunying Crane cut off his legs decisively, and with a sound of cranes, he spread his wings and rushed into the sky. Just as he flew into the sky, a vine pierced through the void and pierced his chest.
The king of Donglu urged the long sword around his waist. The sharp light was like a Wang Qinghong. At first glance, he saw an extraordinary magic weapon. A sword slashed down at the vine, but the sword edge smoothly passed through the vine, without hurting it at all.
The existence of Climbing Vine lies between the virtual and the real, and Silong can only cut through it with Yangshen evil spirit. Practitioners do not have this method. Even a thin piece of cane wire cannot be pulled apart and cut continuously, swords and magic weapons are hard to touch, and magical powers do not hurt. Those powerful practitioners will fall into its minions. , It's hard to get rid of it anymore.
Unknowingly, the vines are already covering the sky, and all the people and demons participating in the sacrifice to the sky will be swept away.
Silong actually doesn't care about the life and death of these people. All his spirit is placed on the Jiuding, that is the key to this sacrifice to the sky, even if he loses his body, the sun god can complete the last step of the sacrifice to the sky.
However, the cruel reality did not leave him even the last fluke, the beams of light quickly dimmed, and the cane and silk intertwined in the cauldron had already penetrated the cauldron, precisely for this moment.
The aspirations of sentient beings gather along the vines towards the main trunk of the climbing vines, in which there is a vague human figure, frantically stealing the fruits of victory for this sacrifice to the sky.
The so-called heart of beings is always used by careerists. The mystery of the human heart is unpredictable, and it is far better than the will of heaven.
Si Long's head fainted, and the feeling of "Heaven and Man" was gradually moving away from him, and he deeply felt the emotion of the Big Banyan Tree King that day: all the plans and plans were vanished at the moment when the dawn was about to be seen.
As if only one step away from the top of the mountain, but stepping into the abyss, this kind of strong sense of loss is enough to make people crazy. Although he was not mad, the demons were fierce.
Unwillingness, regret, resentment, sorrow... all kinds of negative emotions are coming.
"Hehehe, now, I am the son of destiny, the lord of all beings! You all go to death for me!"
The climbing vine is like a twisted green snake. Qian Rongzhi’s crazy laughter is full of Longshou Mountain, one by one the talented monks, the indescribable royal nobles, the demon kings from all sides, all creeping in her. I was struggling with pain under my feet.
Li Qingshan frowned, recalling the scene many years ago. However, it was just a small hill at that time, but now it is the top of the entire Kyushu.
"Bitch, do you think I can't kill you by hiding in the climbing vines?"
Silong roared and pointed like a knife, smashing through the trunk of the climbing vine. Even though the climbing vines are terrifying, they are as fragile as ordinary plants in the face of more powerful forces.
He easily grabbed Qian Rongzhi who was hiding in it, and felt a familiar aura from her body. It was his true dragon bloodline. Because it could not be digested and absorbed, there were two dragon horns protruding from the top of her head, all over her body. Scales, but those eyes, not so much dragon eyes, are more like snake eyes, staring at Silong cruelly.
His heart became more and more angry, and golden light flashed in his eyes.
She was covered in flesh and blood, and she was stabbed by thousands of knives, and in a blink of an eye, only a bloody human figure remained, among which there were rows of gorgeous little snakes, which looked extremely ugly.
Xiao'an was expressionless, and squeezed the hilt of the sword tightly.
Li Qingshan sighed in his heart, feeling that the child became more and more difficult to understand as he grew older. Even if he didn't like Qian Rongzhi, he had a clear grievance, and would never fail to save him, but at this moment, even without the barrier of the Kyushu enchantment, they would not be able to snatch her from Silong.
However, her laughter never stopped for a moment. Instead, she speeded up her mind and urged: "Hurry up, kill me! I have a real dragon bloodline. What a small injury."
The voice sank, like a snake softly hissing: "If you kill me, this climbing vine will wither, and you will not be able to return to the human realm, and you will be strongly rejected by this world. Kill me, the emperor of the true dragon, It is bound to be hostile by heaven, and the situation is even more worrying. Li Qingshan is in vain."
The role played by the climbing vine is similar to that of the Tongtian Ghost Tower, which allows existence beyond the limits of this world to descend on Kyushu. It's just that Li Huang couldn't leave the Tongtian Ghost Tower, but Silong relied on all kinds of reserved methods and the advantages of being born in this world, almost turning this world into his own garden.
However, Qian Rongzhi is equivalent to taking the place of Silong to complete the sacrifice to the heavens and become the "True Son of Fate."
Silong trembled all over, he naturally understood this, and he didn't even kill him. On the contrary, my heart was more depressed than before, almost bleeding.
The inner demon became more and more fierce, and there were signs of distraction. What's more frightening is that the destiny began to change and the power was suppressed. If this continues, it does not mean that Li Qingshan and the others will burst and die, and their souls will be scattered.
"With you, a bitch, you dare to swallow my flesh and ruin my plan. If you take mine, you will return it to me!"
With the line of Qingming on the Lingtai, he threw the Yang Shen into Qian Rongzhi's body. As long as he succeeds in seizing the home, he will still be the emperor of the true dragon, and all his mistakes will be corrected. R1152
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