Li Changshou walked by the side of the army, looking at the overlapping figures, he could not bear it.
Behind him, Heng'e searched the crowd in a little perplexity, looking for the missing piece of her Dao heart.
Suirenshi, who was walking at the forefront of the army, was trembling like a candle that was about to go out, but he still stood proudly against the wind.
The sound of the horn stopped, and this seemingly endless tunnel of heaven and earth stretched infinitely under Suirenshi's feet, only the sound of uniform footsteps and the creaking sound of wheels rolling echoed.
It has been many years.
'Boss, there's no food here, and everyone can't hold on anymore. '
'How long can it last. '
"Six meals, seven meals, seven meals at most, and it will take seven days to get to the next crypt. If we don't move now, we may starve to death here." '
"Don't worry, the army of the monster clan hasn't withdrawn yet, I'll think of a way to deal with the food. '
The crooked figure sat cross-legged in the damp crypt, looking at the firewood and sticks in front of him, lowering his head and slowly rubbing them.
At that time, I always thought, when will the days of hiding in Tibet come to an end
…
'It's the only way. '
The old man looked at the inscription illuminated by the torch in his hand, and raised his hand to stroke the lines of words on the inscription.
'Leader, let's do it. '
'I am the strongest, the highest in the clan, and I am the only one who can withstand the attack of the remnant soul of the demon ancestor...'
The old man whispered, his eyes full of firmness.
'Boss, this is too dangerous, if you can't resist! '
'Then kill me, turn my corpse into aura, and train the next leader. '
The big hand pressed down on the stone tablet, crushing the stone tablet directly, and his whole body was swallowed by the black light, but his eyes were always firm and unyielding.
Merely, Magic Flame.
…
Under the sky, the rolling palaces and the boundless army of monster races enveloped the entire sky.
On the ground, countless men, women and children with weapons in their hands stood quietly, but that anger was about to soar into the sky.
At the forefront, at the forefront.
There were 30,000 figures surrounded by black air, devouring the endless light, burning hot red fireworks, staring at the old figure in the front with frantic eyes.
My sons...
Give me your lives, and leave your beliefs to those who come after you.
The devilish energy enters my soul, and blood stains the demon soldiers.
The sky belongs to the monster race, the earth belongs to the witch race, and the human race has only companions, only you and me. We move forward so that our descendants don't have to hide in Tibet, so that our descendants can stand upright. Look at the sky from this land!
The fire never ends!
The fire never stops...
'Yes, where's the sword? '
In the flame tunnel that Qiankun collapsed, the old man who was walking in the front raised his hand to touch his empty waist, and then thought of something.
Ahead, the chaotic sea was covered with waves, and the memory in the eyes of the old man gradually receded.
Suddenly there was a burst of thunder, and there was a boundless thunder rushing in, which was easily smashed by the flames gushing out from the old man.
Seeing the wind of annihilation blowing from all directions, the old man raised his hand and drew a simple yet mysterious symbol, the sound of the wind stopped and it returned to silence.
Behind him, countless heroic spirits walked forward, silent, with a faint fire burning on their foreheads, so that they were not afraid of the tearing of the chaotic breath, and not afraid of the squeeze of the universe.
Their eyes remained firm, just like the moment they faced death.
Strands of dao rhymes that can give birth to inner demons filled the passageway, but they couldn't shake these heroic spirits in the slightest.
They live for their only belief.
They have only the last spirit and obsession left.
Just like the old man in front, lying on the bottom of the lake and looking at the sky, they were looking at the old man's back all the time, waiting for him to raise his arms and where he was pointing.
On the chariot, Xuanyuan Huangdi dispatched in the middle, conveying a wave of thoughts, and the battle formation is constantly changing as it advances.
Zixiao Palace is just ahead.
What they have to face will be the strongest will in this world;
What they did was to make the cry that the human race should have!
It doesn't matter whether they sacrifice or not, they are already the ancients in the book.
Suirenshi kept walking, and kept blocking the attacks that appeared in the tunnel, using flames to resist the infinite pressure from outside the tunnel.
Li Changshou's eyes were a little uneasy, he appeared in front of the army in a flash, quickly caught up with Suirenshi, and followed beside him.
"Senior..."
"Needless to say, I probably know it," Suirenshi said with a gentle smile, "You have your difficulties, and I am very pleased to be able to speak out for the human race.
Now that the emperor has become an emperor, he is the backbone of our human race. Heaven's unreasonable suppression is like killing our human race.
Our family has never owed the way of heaven, why should we be insulted like this
When cutting it.
Just remember to protect yourself no matter what happens later.
Also, Taoist ancestors should not be trusted after all. "
Li Changshou clenched his fist slightly, and a little boldly reached out to support Suirenshi's arm, and strands of messages were quickly transmitted.
That was his heartfelt voice, and it was part of his calculations and plans concerning the human race.
Suirenshi frowned, turned to look at Li Changshou, and paused in his footsteps.
But then, he continued to move forward, suddenly chuckled, and then patted Li Changshou on the shoulder with his backhand.
"You're fine, go for it.
Remember not to make a move today, follow your plan, we old ones go first. "
"Senior, this junior is ashamed."
"Don't need mother-in-law, the human race doesn't need these things, go ahead, the rest of the road is still for you latecomers to go."
Suiren's arm broke away from Li Changshou's support.
Xuanyuan Huangdi in the rear pointed out a white cloud. Li Changshou lowered his head and sighed.
The legendary emperor who commanded the three armies of heroic spirits turned his head to look at Li Changshou with a slight smile, and then continued to look at the palace at the end of the tunnel.
"Senior is going to work hard again."
Li Changshou remained silent, closing his eyes to calm down.
Heavenly Court, Lingxiao Palace.
The Jade Emperor in white sat quietly on the throne, dressed in golden battle armor, holding the sword of the Emperor of Heaven, and a hundred righteous gods stood quietly below.
A treasure seal rotates gently in front of the Jade Emperor, exuding endless heavenly power from it, and a picture scroll is projected under the treasure seal, which is an army of human spirits walking in a long tunnel, heading towards Zixiao Palace .
Below, the righteous gods remained silent, and they could only be silent at this time.
Mugong stared at those figures with complicated eyes...
Once upon a time, he was also a part of it, but in the end he was lucky enough to survive and was put into the heaven by a certain saint.
Alas, the blood of the past is no longer there today, but what flows in the body is still the blood of the human race.
"Your Majesty," You Zhengshen said in a low voice, "Heaven has summoned the heavenly soldiers to guard Zixiao Palace. If we don't move at this time, we may miss the opportunity of the battle..."
"His Majesty!"
Mu Gong knelt down with his legs bent, and shouted in a steady voice: "Heavenly Court and Heavenly Rules, with the divine power bestowed by the Dao of Heaven, establish the order of the Three Realms, and protect the heaven, earth and living beings!
There is no such thing as guarding Zixiao Palace! "
All the palace officials were shocked.
Mugong closed his eyes tightly, trembling all over his body, his Dao heart twisted into a ball.
He, he didn't want to die!
when!
The Jade Emperor in white put the sword in his hand in front of him, and said calmly:
"Wait for Daozu's will."
The gods continued to remain silent, and the general who had spoken before also bowed his head and knelt down, his body motionless.
The queen mother on the side stared at the face of the Jade Emperor, with a warm smile on her lips.
Saints Dojo, Yuxu Palace, Biyou Palace, streams of light flew towards them, the disciples of the two sects gathered separately, but they were told the same words by their teachers.
Yuanshi Tianzun said: Don't move rashly.
Tongtianjiao said: Don't get excited, this is the cause and effect between the human race and the way of heaven, and it is useless for you to take action.
In the Palace of Notre Dame, Nuwa sage was sitting in the main hall, leaning on his throne, with his fingers resting on his smooth forehead, his eyes showing a bit of anxiety.
Dragon Palace, Sea Eye, and the old dragons looked up at the calm sky, staring at those phantoms against the sky, most of them had complicated eyes.
Qiankun Tunnel.
The path ahead suddenly became empty, and the heavenly soldiers and generals who were supposed to appear here did not show up.
His Majesty the Jade Emperor...
Li Changshou secretly thanked him in his heart, and the Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor in front of him suddenly raised the Xuanyuan Sword!
Roar!
The low roars of countless heroic spirits are like the low groans of ancient beasts.
Suiren raised his trembling fingers and drew a character again, and a flame spread, driving away the chaotic atmosphere.
The fire had the potential to start a prairie fire, and it actually involved the Zixiao Palace, which seemed to be still far away, into the land shrouded in flames.
It is not clear whether it was Suiren who pulled Zixiao Palace closer, or sent them in front of Zixiao Palace.
The boundless land spread out from under the feet, the chaotic atmosphere receded like a tide, and a low 'sky' appeared above the head, and people stood between the sky and the earth.
Suirenshi kept walking, approaching Zixiao Palace.
"well… "
With a soft sigh, a futon with a diameter of one foot appeared first, and then surrounded by streamers of light, the burly and old figure appeared in front of Zixiao Palace, frowning at Suirenshi.
Daozu, Hongjun!
Daoist Hongjun asked slowly, "Where did the Emperor come from today?"
"Fat days."
Wisps of black and red intertwined flames appeared around Suirenshi's body, and his withered figure was not weak in the face of such a strong man in the world.
Hongjun Daozu frowned, and said in a deep voice: "The human race is now the protagonist of the world. If you look around, the world is the place of the human race. Why is the human emperor still dissatisfied?"
Suirenshi clenched his fists slowly, and said: "Why did Heaven deceive the descendants of our clan, the Emperor, and why did it insult our saint, Mother and Nuwa?"
Daozu was silent.
"When you asked me to give up the position of Emperor of Heaven, you once said that the way of heaven is impartial and selfless, and the destiny of the human race is already established, so I don't have to worry about it.
When Heaven arranged for all the innate powers to be reincarnated as our human emperors, you once said that the foundation of the human race is insufficient, and it is time to fill the foundation.
What else can you say today
Taoist Ancestor, you are the teacher of life, teach the method of practice, and fit the way of heaven with your body! "
Suirenshi stepped forward, flames bursting around him, his voice was like hundreds of people shouting in unison, bold and heroic!
"The Taoist ancestor, are you the way of heaven or a living being!"
Hongjun said calmly: "The poor way is the way of heaven, and it is also a living being."
Suirenshi was silent, he stepped forward, and the flames pointed directly at Hongjun!
"That's all," Daoist Hongjun sighed, "every drink and peck has a definite number. The way of heaven is lacking, and people's hearts are fluctuating. The poor Taoist only asks you, how should the emperor cut down the sky?"
"Destroy Zixiao, break the way of heaven."
Daoist Hongjun said:
"The way of heaven is the way, and it is gathered together, inspired by the will of God Pangu, formless, colorless, without way, and without body, so there is no birth and no death.
The Dao of Heaven now has selfish desires and obsessions, but the roots come from the human race. Mortals have no control over their selfish desires, and selfish desires infect the Dao, and the Dao is beneficial to the Dao of Heaven.
However, the obsession of the way of heaven is not as stable as the heaven and the earth, and the selfish desires of the way of heaven are not as stable as the heaven and earth. "
But Suiren said: "I only know that the sky is not fair, the earth is not level, and people are self-satisfied."
Daoist Hongjun's eyes burst out with thunder and lightning, and the boundless thunder turned into hundreds of thunder dragons, which opened their teeth and claws behind him, and the majestic power of heaven slowly moved out.
Right now!
A dao rhyme was revealed, and the black and white air flowed, covering the human spirits.
An old Taoist came from chaos, with a haggard face and a body covered with wisps of dao rhyme, his eyes half-opened, sitting on the right side of the human heroic army.
"The way of heaven is beneficial but not harmful."
Too clear, Lao Tzu.
Two more figures came from the chaos.
The person on the left has his hands behind his back, with a middle-aged face, exuding the charm of righteousness around his body, his face is majestic but amiable.
He smiled and said: "Teacher, the way of heaven should be selfless and ruthless, so as not to lose justice."
The young Taoist on the right held his sword and smiled lightly: "It's not just the human race that is anxious about this, teacher, I'm also a little bit dissatisfied with such a way of heaven."
While speaking, two figures, one on the left and one on the right, stood behind Lao Tzu.
Hongjun Daozu sighed: "This matter has nothing to do with the Great Sage Sect."
"But teacher," Master Tongtian replied, "We all set up our religion to educate the human race. Although we haven't done much since then, it is always related to luck.
At the moment of the catastrophe, please ask the teacher to understand the misfortune of the living beings and give the race a chance. "
Suiren's family said: "The matter of cutting down the sky, one person should do it."
The universe here instantly quieted down, there was no sign of trouble, and there was no sound of breathing.
Li Changshou lowered his head and frowned, and raised his hand to pull Heng'e beside him.
Heng'e understood, knowing that the time had come for her to act, but facing such heavenly power and the coercion of such a strong man, her heart was also quite nervous.
But the emptiness in my heart, the sense of emptiness brought about by the long years, surged out at this moment.
She took half a step forward, knelt down slowly in front of Taoist Ancestor, weeping bitterly, sobbing choked up.
"I beg Daozu, give me back the puzzle piece I'm missing..."
Daozu stared at Li Changshou with both eyes, and a bit of anger flashed across his face; Li Changshou just bowed his head in silence, pretending that he didn't notice Daozu's gaze.
"That's all."
Hongjun closed his eyes and sighed softly, raised his left hand, and as he waved his sleeve robe, Heng'e passed out straight away, and the chaotic universe here suddenly changed its appearance.
Countless avenues turned into beams of light, criss-crossing, weaving a huge grid, covering the giant egg-shaped prehistoric world.
Just above this grid, an old Taoist with a somewhat blurred face sat cross-legged quietly, and let out a cold snort at this moment.
Suiren's eyes were fixed, his face was ferocious, and his figure was wrapped in flames soaring into the sky.
The old Taoist's vague face seemed to be sneering, he raised his hand and scattered countless thunderbolts, enveloping Suirenshi in an instant!
Just as Xuanyuan Huangdi's great sword was about to point forward, the low growl of the Suiren clan spread everywhere:
"Lead the battle first!"
Amidst the sound waves, the magic flame exploded like a lotus flower with a diameter of thousands of miles, and the endless thunder shattered like pieces of colored glass!
Suiren rushed out of the endless fire lotus, his body was like a sword that pierced through the sky, until the way of heaven was embodying the body shape of the Taoist ancestor!
This battle...
This battle!
Li Changshou looked up.
Watching the projections of countless avenues bloom between Suirenshi and the phantom of the Dao of Heaven, watching the arrogance and dominance of the billowing devilish energy and endless flames breaking through and tearing everything apart.
For some reason, he felt a bit of sadness in his heart.
The flames of Suirenshi became more and more intense.
Suiren's vitality is gradually shrinking.
That day's phantom, with endless supernatural powers and spiritual power, raised his hand to create countless streamers, and opened his hand to control the universe and time.
But all ways and methods can't stop Suiren's thin figure rushing forward!
The phantom of the Dao of Heaven is retreating!
It can only retreat!
At this moment, in the prehistoric world, faint light spots flew out from the foreheads of countless human races, and a golden-red flame burned on the forehead of the Suiren clan, and a boundless and incalculable figure appeared behind him!
It was beside the muddy pond where Nüwa was sitting quietly, a man and a woman who danced and hummed;
It was the old man who bowed his head and drilled wood to make fire, with deep sorrow in his eyes;
It is a meek elder who sits by the river and bows his head to calculate odd numbers, with a measuring object in front of him.
It was a middle-aged man dressed in animal clothes, looking at the spiritual grass by the roadside, and carved a few lines of writing on the stone slab with a pen, and then carefully put the grass into his mouth.
He is the unrestrained king who holds his long sword high and commands the boundless human army to clean up the remnants of the past;
He is a strong man carrying an ax, rushing in the torrential flood, and fighting the dragon to the death!
There are more figures.
Dressed in animal skins, they gather and hunt, galloping across the land;
They hold weapons in hand, face the strong in the world, and protect the old and the weak by their side;
They recite the chapters of the sages aloud, and cry out for the suffering of all living beings...
At this moment, they are all here, they are all in the flames, and they are all behind the old man!
The phantom of the Heavenly Dao snorted coldly, the boundless chaos surged, and thousands of beams of light bombarded them!
Suiren roared in a low voice, and the figures behind him were scattered, but they reunited in an instant, using anger as flames to gather the will of all beings, only to isolate the selfish desires of the heaven!
"longevity."
A call sounded beside his ears, and Li Changshou looked up at Xuanyuan Huangdi in front of him, who was looking at him with a smile.
Xuanyuan Huangdi said: "Three things.
First, the three principles of heaven, earth, and man should be in balance, and this is what the prehistoric world should look like.
Second, senior just told us that Huoyun Cave will listen to your arrangements in the future, and I don't know what you said to senior just now, but you undoubtedly did.
Thirdly, in this world, apart from supernatural powers and magic weapons, there is also an avenue with inexhaustible power. This is what the Dao of Heaven fears the most. Today, it can only be used on the incarnation of the Dao of Heaven, which is somewhat regrettable.
The way of heaven cannot be obliterated, this is something we already know, and now it is just a thought of the way of heaven that we are fighting with our predecessors.
But this thread of thoughts is the source of disasters, and the selfish desires of the Heavenly Dao can also be regarded as the Self of the Heavenly Dao.
Look, the time is almost here. "
Xuanyuan Huangdi paused and sighed softly, the Kongtong seal slowly floated in front of him, he threw the big sword by his side, pinched the seal with both hands repeatedly.
On the chariots on both sides, the figures of Fuxi and Shennong jumped from the frame, and their figures turned into two clusters of light like comets, crashing into the thickest part of the flames in the void.
Suirenshi raised his hand to cover the sky, a flame burst out from his forehead, and his skin turned golden red!
Behind Shennong and Fuxi, countless light spots gathered rapidly, and they turned into two 'arrows'.
Right now!
The army of heroic spirits flew up together, and their figures turned into golden rays of light, condensing into chains, continuing from the arrow, continuing from the Suiren's figure!
Human Lock!
Want to lock the sky!
The saints of the Sanqing were silent, and Daozu Hongjun frowned.
Li Changshou clenched his fists tightly, urging his Kongming Dao Heart all the time!
Xuanyuan Huangdi lowered his head and sprayed a mouthful of blood, and jumped up with a single step holding the Kongtong seal with his hands empty, throwing the place of great battle far away!
Tiandao phantom suddenly broke free from the flames of Suiren's family, and the figure was about to flee towards the sea of chaos.
Between the lightning and flint, a figure came from the chaotic sea, wrapped in colorful light, with a Tai Chi treasure map on his head, pushing with his left palm, clenched his right fist, and punched the phantom of that day!
People taught Master Xuandu... No!
He is a human saint, nameless!
The light burst out, and the black and white brilliance of the Taiji Diagram dimmed directly. The archmage's figure was directly knocked into the air, and he lowered his head and spat out a mouthful of blood.
But that day's phantom was repelled by his fist, and was instantly enveloped by flames, vegetation, and tortoise shells!
Kongtong Baoyin sent out bursts of dragon roar and phoenix cry!
All over the Three Realms, faint flames appeared on the foreheads of human races, but mortals never noticed it, and immortals didn't know what happened.
In a place beyond that day, Xuanyuan Huangdi had blood in his mouth, and quickly sealed his hands, attracting countless golden lights to bless the three already huge and boundless chains, and finally opened his right hand to the phantom of the way of heaven, and grabbed it fiercely .
this is!
Human will!
The shackles of heaven!
"town!"
hum—
…
this force.
Li Changshou looked up, looking at the rapidly repaired and orderly avenues in the nothingness.
Looking at the three shackles that have turned into colorful petals and dissipated into the invisible, I feel the smoothness and suppleness of the uneven sand dunes of the Dao of Heaven after being smoothed by a big hand.
It seems that Tiandao's private thoughts have been suppressed.
It's just that the army of heroic spirits behind him didn't come back again, they had turned into shackles and branded in the way of heaven.
This is the power that Heaven fears.
The Taoist ancestor has disappeared, Zixiao Palace has returned to peace, and the Sanqing sage has also left.
Around Li Changshou, the frames were turning into specks of golden sand, blowing away with the wind, and only the frame under his feet remained stable.
Hang'e was dragged back into the frame by Xuanyuan Huangdi, and continued to sleep.
The boundless chaotic aura surged backwards, extinguishing a small group of flames. Li Changshou rushed out subconsciously, and rushed to the place where the flames were extinguished at the same time as several other streamers of light.
He is good at escaping, and has also studied the escaping in the sea of chaos. He has never done anything before, his mana is full, and he has eight or nine profound skills...
He was the first to rush to Suirenshi's side, and supported the crumbling figure, but felt that the figure had a weight that he could not bear.
Li Changshou knelt down, hugged Suirenshi who was struggling to breathe, and wanted to inject immortal power, but found that what he was holding was only a stubborn stone and a dry bone.
At the bottom of his heart, Suirenshi's voice was intermittent, which was the heartfelt voice that only they could hear each other.
'I...my old bones...can I help you? '
'Helped, helped...'
Suiren smiled a little, closed his eyes and sighed softly, his body gradually became transparent.
The Grand Master, Shennong, and Fuxi fell to the side, or sighed softly with their hands behind their backs, or bowed their heads in silence.
Suirenshi subconsciously grabbed the edge of Li Changshou's robe, and when he opened his eyes, there was a divine light in them like before.
'Sorry, junior.
Back then, I had already tried my best to fight against the Demon Emperor, and I couldn't do anything else.
If I could have thought of a better way, or if there had been a better leader who could take my place and complete the final Heavenly Court of the Human Race, then probably there would be no predicament today.
And put the future salary of the human race on your shoulders.
You can stand outside the human race and escape the influence of heaven, which is something we old people can't do.
From now on, it’s okay even if you fail, it’s okay even if the fire goes out, it will always be lit again.
Don't be afraid, you will always be pointed out. '
'I won't lose, for sure! Can't lose! '
Li Changshou tightly held the quickly shriveled arm with his palm, as if using too much force, Suirenshi's figure quietly shattered, turning into a handful of ashes and scattered into the chaotic smoke like a flash of fire.
A ball of candle-like flame flew out of the ashes and sank into Li Changshou's chest.
The smoke was misty, and I don't know who was sighing softly.
People walking on the earth, following sporadic fires, looking for hidden caves...
In the depths of the deep and damp earth, the crooked figure was rubbing the log in his hands...
In front of the ominous inscription, that big hand crushed the confinement on it, wrapping itself in the darkness...
In front of the demon court, which was overwhelming all, heavy flames were burning, tearing apart the sky of the demon clan.
Latecomers...
The sky belongs to the demon clan, and the earth belongs to the witches, but we can stand on the earth and look at the sky side by side.
The fire never stops, the will never dies.
Humanity is eternal.