I just want to practice horizontally - Chapter 317
[Chapter 317 Chapter 306: You are the only one who really shines]
Huh~
the light and shadow are falling on Wushen Mountain.
Falling deep into the source.
In a strange time and space.
A majestic figure that seemed to be cast from infinite particles of the universe and the starting point of all existence stretched out his hand to catch a ray of light.
“I will travel far and leave the future to you.”
A faint whisper came from the light and shadow, full of reluctance and expectation.
“They will be buried with you.”
The low and hoarse voice was like the whisper of an abyss demon.
The endless violent emotions are like the eruption of an ancient volcano, continuing to shake the heavens and the world, and are about to bury all the people on the road!
but!
In the end, the anger was suppressed.
“Zhou Tianxiong Demon Body Casting Technique: Sixth Level, Yuan Yiqi’s Pointing Body (semi-finished product).”
Not enough!
Far from enough!
He wants to create the perfect Yuan Yiqi body!
Then.
Ascend to heaven!
Crush all the debris!
Buried with Wu Hong!
“Continue!”
In the origin of Wushen Mountain.
Deathly silence.
In the deathly silence, there is a terrifying beast that is about to break out of the seal and tear apart everything in the world!
“Dao Ancestor, no!!”
It wasn’t just Mo Jie Tian.
The entire holy realm suddenly erupted into bursts of sorrow, and blood rain drifted across the major heavenly realms, as if the heavens were crying!
obviously.
Just five days.
Big changes have taken place in the Origin Sea battlefield!
Giants have died in all major worlds!
Wan Dao sends you off!
The whole world is sad!
“Finally it begins…”
In the Immortal Courtyard, there was also rain of blood, and great sadness filled the air.
But there was no sadness in the eyes of Dao Wuji, Dao Cangsheng and all the great masters. Instead, they were filled with fervent excitement like fanatical believers. They seemed to have seen the bright future of Immortal Court waving to them.
“Haha, brothers, hold on, Da Luo of the Holy Domain is about to die!”
The main temple and the kingdom of gods, who were struggling to support the Holy Domain offensive, were rejoicing and had seen the dawn of hope.
In great sorrow.
In chaos.
Another five days passed.
For these five days, blood rain fell from the sky every day, and tens of thousands of mournful songs were played.
every day!
All the giants of the sanctuary are falling!
this day.
Jiang Wuye came out of seclusion.
There is no earth-shattering momentum.
There is no vision of thousands of cries of joy.
Ordinary.
He walked to the top of the Martial God Mountain like a mortal.
The statues of Hong Zu and many other ancient ancestors who went there and died for martial arts stood majestically, looking towards Mojie Tian, towards every martial arts monk, and towards the future.
Desperate to see…
“You…”
Wu Yang, who was kneeling in front of the statue of Hongzu and kept drinking wine and talking, turned around.
When he discovered that Jiang Wuye was standing behind him at some point, he was completely unaware of it, and surprise appeared in his hazy and decadent eyes.
In his spiritual perception.
Jiang Wuye did not use any divine passage techniques. His whole figure seemed to have disappeared from the world, and he could not feel any breath.
The cause and effect of the heavens does not add to the body, and all the ways and laws do not bind the source!
This is the sign of the giant Luo.
Feel it carefully again.
“Hmm…”
Wu Yang groaned, his soul tingling.
This is the consequence of being unable to accept the huge amount of information and being counterattacked.
He could only vaguely see in the chaos a majestic body composed of endless terrifying cosmic particles, thousands of channels, and countless interweaving dimensions of time and space.
In an instant, his soul was stung by the torrent of information, and he withdrew his spiritual thoughts under his instinctive protection mechanism.
“Sorry.”
An apology appeared on Jiang Wuye’s face, and he restrained his information concept at a deeper level, so as not to make people’s souls explode at just one glance.
“Are you going to go to heaven too?”
Wu Yang stood up and asked worriedly, his expression still a little decadent.
Wu Hong’s death hit him hard.
Because, compared to others, Wu Hong was his mentor, who brought him out of his youth and gave him a name. He was both his teacher and his father. His gratitude, although he did not usually express it, was stronger than anyone else’s. Be deep.
“Yes.”
Jiang Wuye’s face was incredibly calm. He nodded lightly and said, “After worshiping the ancestors, I will go to the sky to settle everything, kill the enemy who killed Hong Zu with my own hands, and fight to the end to end everything. .”
“Martial arts is bright enough with you!”
Wu Yang left one sentence, patted Jiang Wuye on the shoulder, and then left, leaving the peace here to Jiang Wuye alone.
At the foot of the mountain.
Li Fen, Mu Xin and other elders, as well as Luo Qingcang and other martial arts soldiers who have fought for the Demon Jietian for their whole life, stand upright.
They looked at the top of the Martial God Mountain, and the figure in black under the statues of the ancestors who was about to leave to fight for the martial arts was silent.
The top of Wushen Mountain.
Jiang Wuye stood in the wind, looking at the statues from ancient times to the present, looking at the achievements of the ancestors engraved under the statues, and engraved each name deeply into the depths of his soul.
a long time.
He turned around and looked at the elders, soldiers, and martial arts juniors at the foot of the mountain.
They may be young, old, healthy, or scarred. The only thing that remains unchanged is the persistence and belief in martial arts deep in their eyes.
This is also the belief.
Supporting them, they guarded Demon Jietian for countless days and nights in the new world where martial arts had gone.
Jiang Wuye’s eyes swept across the entire Mojie Tian and watched quietly.
Look at the martyred ancestors.
Looking at the many broken sky gates.
Look at the buried hundred kings.
Look at the broken weapon.
Look at every inch of the land stained red with blood! !
finally.
“Hahaha!”
He laughed.
Smiling extremely freely.
Extremely proud!
“Martial arts is truly brilliant because of you!”
Finally, he wiped away the tears from his eyes.
Turn around.
Look at the vast sky, take one step forward, and ascend to the sky.
“Ye Ancestor is victorious!”
Li Fen’s eyes were red, looking at the lonely back in the distance, his old body trembled, he raised his arms and roared!
“Ye Ancestor is victorious!!!”
All the elders, soldiers, countless martial arts cultivators, even children learning to speak, and old people who were dying of chaos all shouted in unison.
His voice was hoarse and resounded throughout the heavens!
…
The demonic calamity is beyond the sky.
Dang~dang~
the gong sounds softly, with longing, reluctance and blessing in the sound.
The sound falls.
The beautiful woman in white is independent from the world, stroking the black jar that exudes a familiar smell with her bare hands, and hugging her deeply. Her beautiful eyes that are no longer drowsy look at the figure disappearing into the sky, and she murmurs lightly: “After all
, I still haven’t been able to catch up with you.”
…
Rumble~
The big waves are rolling, and the calamity is rolling.
As soon as Jiang Wuye opened his eyes, he saw boundless purgatory.
The Holy Origin Sea, which used to be supreme and filled with holiness, now seems to have been poured into all kinds of dirty fuel.
Everywhere is the remaining Taoist divine light after the raging giant war, tearing apart infinite time and space, giving birth to countless forbidden dead areas. The remaining power continues to destroy the surrounding environment, making everything perceived to be chaotic.
There was no hustle and bustle as imagined.
There were no violent sounds of fighting.
Except for the huge waves crashing in the Origin Sea, the remaining power of the raging giant was silent.
It seems that everything has ended.
“That’s it.”
The light of the great dragon in Jiang Wuye’s eyes shone, like the origin of heaven and earth, the source of all dao. Through countless information residues, the movement of dao pulses has vaguely glimpsed some truth.
The war is indeed over.
Because the person playing chess behind the scenes showed up.
He was so powerful that even the remaining victors who joined forces to attack could not shake him in the slightest.
And now.
The chess player is waiting for the last chess piece to arrive in front of the fruits of victory.
Phew~
Jiang Wuye let out a long breath, his eyes returned to normal, and he still walked unhurriedly in the broken sea of origin, approaching the final place step by step.
because.
He knew that since he entered the Origin Sea, he had entered the chessboard owner’s sight.
(End of chapter)
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