Li Wuxiang is a half-step master. Although he has just entered this realm, but with his enhanced abilities, he is not inferior to those who are more experienced in the half-step master. This is also the reason why the young master chose the three of them to enter the Palace of the Gods. In the contemporary era, such outstanding three young people can no longer be found.
In just ten minutes, there was no earth-shattering fight, no
Li Xiong and Tong Xuanzi's eyelashes twitched as they heard the howling wind at the bottom of the pond. Something was catching up with them quickly. Without thinking, they turned around and ran away.
"call!"
The overwhelming tentacles protruded from the bottom of the pool. Among the three, only Li Wuxiang avoided it. Li Xiong and Tong Xuanzi were entangled by the tentacles and rolled towards the bottom of the pool.
"Wuxiang, save me." Li Xiong yelled.
"Wuxian..." Tongxuanzi shouted.
Li Wuxiang's face changed wildly, his aura surged, his red pupils were fierce, he grabbed Li Xiong's tentacles with both hands and tore them off.
The two hugged each other and were knocked away by the subsequent tentacles.
As the world turned around, Li Xiong saw Tong Xuanzi being pulled into the bottom of the pool by tentacles with a look of despair on his face.
Li Wuxiang jumped off the bronze building with Li Xiong, whose legs were weak, threw it away, and sat on the ground breathing heavily.
powerful!
It is far more powerful than Qingshi, and the remains of the ancient demon sealed at the bottom of the pool are by no means comparable to Qingshi. Regardless of the strength or the suppression from the bloodline, it is far superior to the Qingshi who stayed outside the Palace of the Gods.
Li Wuxiang relied on his supernatural powers to step into the half-step of the extreme path. He relied on the genes of the ancient demon instead of Qi, so the suppression force he endured in the face of the ancient demon's slough was far greater than that of Li Xiong and Tong Xuanzi.
Ordinary people will not be suppressed by bloodline, because ordinary people do not have ancient demon genes. Bloodline suppression depends on the strength of the individual's bloodline. Moreover, the one in the bronze building has a very weird ability. If you get close to it, your blood will boil, your limbs will become skeletal, and the joints all over your body will feel itchy and painful, as if you have started a secondary development.
But it is never a good thing, because you will lose control of your body. Pain and numb limbs will greatly reduce combat effectiveness.
"What are you doing?" Li Wuxiang pulled Li Xiong.
"Save people, save people..." Li Xiong's eyes were red and he pointed at the bronze building: "Tong Xuanzi is still inside."
Li Wuxiang said "hmm".
"What do you mean?"
"It turns out that the remains of the ancient demon are beyond our control. It's important to do business. It's time for us to enter the Palace of the Gods." Li Wuxiang was silent for a moment and said, "It's too late to save people."
"Then we can be saved," Li Xiong grabbed Li Wuxiang's collar and said with a ferocious expression, "We agreed at the beginning that we do not want to be born in the same year, the same month and the same day, but we want to die in the same year, the same month and the same day."
He felt very guilty. If it hadn't been for his suggestion, Tongxuanzi would not have been killed.
"Before entering the Palace of the Gods, Qingshi said that this trip is about seeking opportunities in life and death. I am very sad about Tongxuanzi, but our mission has not been completed yet." Li Wuxiang took a deep breath and managed his emotions. : "You stay outside to clean up the sculpture monsters and pick me up by the way. This is your mission."
"Why save me?" Li Xiong lowered his head and asked.
"It's instinctive. I didn't think much of it at the time." Air waves exploded under Li Wuxiang's feet, pushing him up into the sky and disappearing.
Li Xiong cleaned up the nearby monster sculptures that had not had time to wake up, and sat cross-legged on the dark brown ground panting, with a depressed expression. It would be better if he did not do anything else. He did not go to collect any ancient monster remains and went directly to the Palace of the Gods to investigate. Steal the fruit and report the mission, and the three brothers will be able to leave safely.
They are like the warriors in fairy tales who entered the dragon's nest to steal the treasure. Before the dragon was seen, and before the treasure was seen, an important member was lost.
Li Xiong didn't blame Li Wuxiang for being calm, as if the person who had the accident was not his brother. Because the one who really has to face the dragon is Li Wuxiang, and he is the most dangerous one.
"We must come back alive." Li Xiong took out a flattened cigarette case from his pocket and pulled out a cigarette that was also flattened and bent. He looked around cautiously at the possible sculpture monsters and waited quietly.
As far as he was concerned, he actually regretted allowing the young master to enter the Palace of the Gods to explore. Although there were treasures here, they also came with huge risks.
But he will definitely come in in the end, because Li Wuxiang and Tongxuanzi cannot resist the temptation to live in the Palace of the Gods. No blood descendant in the world can withstand its temptation, just like an energetic young man cannot resist the temptation under the skirt of a goddess. Temptation is the same.
So since they are destined to come, how can I be alone
While his thoughts were racing, he suddenly heard footsteps.
Turning around in shock, it was Tongxuanzi. It was actually Tongxuanzi.
He was covered in blood, his long hair, usually tied with a hairpin, was hanging loose, and his face was pale.
"Tong Xuanzi..." Li Xiong was overjoyed: "You're not dead, that's great, that's great."
He was as happy as a child.
"Where are the others?"
"We've already gone in. By the way, how did you survive?"
How did you survive...
Tong Xuanzi looked around at himself and then at Li Xiong, "Because he is unwilling to do so."
After he said this, before Li Xiong had time to react, he struck preemptively and cracked Li Xiong's Dantian with one palm. His fingertips were so quick that the left and right pipa bones exploded into a bloody mess. By the time Li Xiong reacted and wanted to resist, it was impossible for him to escape from Tong Xuanzi's hands.
There was a huge gap in strength between the two, and the attack was so unexpected that Li Xiong's resistance seemed insignificant.
The tendons of his hands and legs were severed, his kneecaps were shattered, and his Dantian was cracked. He had a talisman that sealed the Qi on his body. In the blink of an eye, Li Xiong became a useless person.
His eyes widened in disbelief: "Why?"
"Submit your name!" Tong Xuanzi said calmly: "Master Qing told me that as long as I kill you two and bring the fruit out, I can join them and share the world together in the future."
"!!!" Li Xiong's brain was completely exhausted. He was stunned for a moment before he understood the meaning of his words: "From the beginning, it never thought of letting Wu Xiang and I leave alive. Well, it said before Yes, the Lord of the Palace of the Gods who destroyed the world lied to us?"
"I don't know, but it's not important." Tong Xuanzi said.
It's not important. The battle between ancient demons cannot be defined by pure justice and evil. It doesn't matter what kind of creature the Lord of the Palace of the Gods is.
The important thing is that Qingshi is not as great and bright as it said. It never thought of keeping Li Wuxiang and Li Xiong alive from the beginning. In its eyes, they are just tools to help sneak into the dragon's nest and steal. It’s just a treasure tool.
It took advantage of the blood descendants' desire for the Palace of the Gods, drew a big pie, taught them practice, and trained them as teachers, but it was just cultivating tools.
"Don't be fooled by it, it will treat you just like it treated us."
"We are different." Tongxuanzi said: "Over the years, it has been looking for a suitable successor. Originally, you were the candidate it favored, but it finally gave up on you. You are just too stupid to accept death. What you think you shouldn’t do, even death can’t force you to do. What you think you should do, no one else can persuade you. So it chose me.”
"Brothers who have been together for so many years, you betrayed me just because you said you betrayed me?"
"Brother?" Anger appeared in Tong Xuanzi's eyes: "Since we are brothers, why didn't you save me just now? Why!"
"When the young master told me about this matter, I had been hesitant and didn't agree to him, but just now I suddenly understood that the so-called brothers have to give up when it's time to give up. You gave up your brothers and chose to escape, while I gave up my brothers and chose to be more brave. What’s wrong with the vast future?”
Li Xiong looked at him, seeing the madness and hatred in those eyes. He understood that Tongxuanzi had been bewitched by Qingshi and was no longer the same Tongxuanzi as before.
That damn guy silently changed Tongxuanzi completely in a few years, amplifying the darkness in his heart. Jealousy, anger, unwillingness, greed... These emotions burned Tongxuanzi like wildfire.
"The Palace of the Gods is my opportunity," Tong Xuanzi opened his collar and showed Li Xiong his dark brown chest, with blood vessels protruding from the surface of his skin: "It didn't take me away because it smelled the Qingshi's breath. That is its companion, and it recognizes me for this reason. After leaving the Palace of the Gods, I will have two ancient demon relics."
Tong Xuanzi suddenly stopped, took Li Xiong into his hands, pinched his neck, and looked up at the wrinkled sky.
Li Wuxiang is back.
His hands were empty when he went in, and he came out carrying a large package. It was more like a basketball wrapped in a coat and carried on his back than a package.
Seeing Li Xiong's appearance and Tong Xuanzi's face full of hostility and excitement, Li Wuxiang was stunned, and then suddenly realized: "I already knew that Qingshi had a problem, but I didn't expect that you had been bewitched by it."
Tongxuanzi asked: "Where is the master of the Palace of All Gods?"
"have no idea."
"Is that fruit you're carrying?"
"No, it's basketball."
"..." Tong Xuanzi pinched Li Xiong's neck and gestured: "Throw it over."
"No, do you know what the consequences will be if you give the fruit to them?"
"Stop talking nonsense and bring it."
"What if I don't want to."
"You won't," Tong Xuanzi sneered: "Unless you can watch him die and hand over the fruit, for the sake of our friendship over the years, I can ask Qingshi to let you live."
"I refuse!" Li Wuxiang said.
"You do not dare... .."
He suddenly widened his eyes and looked at his chest. Li Wuxiang compressed a qi machine to the extreme, easily piercing the chests of Tong Xuanzi and Li Xiong, stringing together your heart and his heart.
Li Xiong and Tong Xuanzi had the same expression: unbelievable!
What do you mean, it turns out you are the rebel
Both of them fell to the ground. Li Wuxiang kicked Tong Xuanzi away. Before he could land, he stabbed his right hand into his chest and grabbed the ancient demon's remains from his body.
The dark brown ancient demon's remains twisted crazily in his hands and roared in horror: "It's you, it's you, you're still alive..."
Li Wuxiang erased its consciousness.
The remains of the ancient demon lay quietly in the palm of his hand, like a giant slug.
After doing all this, he walked to Li Xiong and squatted down, slit his wrist, and blood dripped into his mouth like a fine spring.
After a while, his dilated pupils returned to focus and his wounds healed. Li Xiong sat up and looked around blankly: "What's going on?"
"Let's talk as we walk, we are in big trouble this time." Li Wuxiang said.
"What you are carrying on your back is fruit?"
"The young master is lying to us. Those ancient demons who escaped from the Palace of the Gods have been waiting for the opportunity, waiting for the fruit to mature. They don't know the specific time when the fruit matures. Of course, time has no meaning to them. Two or three hundred years The time is like three or two days for human beings. So from the Qing Dynasty, all the way to Demon Dao Wangchen, and then to us, they are just pathfinders."
"Now, the fruit is finally ripe?"
"No, it's still not there, but it's coming soon." Li Wuxiang said, "The fruit is with me, but I can't give it to them. No living thing can get their hands on this thing, otherwise a catastrophe will happen. Don't worry about it. , I will sort it out. I will take you out of the Pantheon Palace, and then you can go back to Shanghai."
"This is impossible."
"I have something to ask of you. In fact, I have not been idle during the few years I have been looking for Huayang. I have found a woman who is willing to give birth to my child, and she will give birth in a few months."
"Really? Why have I never heard you say that?"
"Of course it's true, she's two years younger than your daughter."
"Actually, my daughter..."
"Anyway, if something happens to me, my son will be raised by you from now on. You can help me raise him."
"Okay, from now on, your son will be my son."
... ... .
There is no more after that. The adoptive father's diary ends here. Although there are still many doubts in my heart, the past events of that year are already clear in my heart.
Li Xianyu closed his notebook and sat at the desk, sketching the image of his birth father in his mind. He was about 20 years old and dressed in a classic trendy male style, with instant noodle hair, bell-bottom pants, and a plaid shirt.
Among the three people who have become sworn sworn friends, he is the most well-behaved one. He comes from the Tongxuanzi Taoist sect, which represents plainness and calmness. The adoptive father is a bastard who represents exaggeration and the market.
Three young people with very different personalities met in this city more than 20 years ago, got to know each other, and became sworn friends. Then a few years later, they turned against each other, one person died twenty years ago, and the remaining two died together twenty years later.
The grudges and grudges of that year came to an end a few days ago.
It's all over, ashes to ashes, dust to dust.
Li Xianyu closed his eyes and sighed softly.
... ..
In the living room, Cuihua hugged pillows, curled up on the sofa, and watched TV in her most comfortable position. Grandma was wearing a baggy girl's high school uniform, leaning on the sofa with her eyes closed to meditate.
Thunder Warrior Ji sat among them and glanced sideways at the grandma on the left. Not to mention, the 120-year-old witch was really a fresh and delicious girl dressed up like this.
Regardless of age, grandma undoubtedly meets all the aesthetics of a soft girl who controls a man.
Turning his head to look at Cuihua with a lazy posture, his heroic face and hot body exuded a strong charm.
Thunder Warrior Ji sadly discovered that her long legs, which she was proud of, did not have an advantage over Cuihua.
Even the heartless Sanwu is actually a very popular type among men.
At this time, the four women in the living room stood up at the same time, their faces slightly changed, and they felt a powerful aura surge in, like a sea wave.
Huayang flew out of the kitchen and looked at each other in confusion.
The five of them felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy. After a moment, Grandma whispered: "In the direction of the bedroom."
When she brought Huayang, Cuihua, and Sanwu, Thunder Warrior opened the door of the master bedroom. What she saw was not an enemy, but Li Xianyu sitting at the table. He was bathed in the sun and looked calm.
"I'm halfway to the ultimate level."
Thanks to the "dirty demon king who worked hard to get up" for the 200,000 reward. The boss is so treacherous that it makes me tremble. I originally wanted to add more, but my stomach has always been uncomfortable, especially after eating, my stomach is bloated and I always feel like vomiting. The whole person was wilted and had no energy. I eat very little at every meal, and I get hungry easily, so I have to eat again, but after eating I feel like vomiting again, which is so painful.
(End of chapter)