Vol 3 Chapter 672: ember

Li Changshou walked by the side of the army, looking at the overlapping figures, he couldn't bear it.
Behind him, Chang'e searched the crowd slightly incomprehensibly, looking for the missing piece of her Dao Xin.
The Suiren, who was walking in the forefront of the army, trembled like a candle that was about to extinguish, but stood proudly in the wind.
The sound of the horn ceased, and this seemingly endless tunnel of the universe stretched indefinitely under the feet of Suiren, with only the sound of uniform footsteps and the creaking of wheels rolling.
It's been many years.
‘Boss, I can’t find food here, everyone can’t hold it anymore. ’
‘How long can it last. ’
‘Six meals, seven meals, only seven meals at most, and it takes seven days to walk to the next crypt. If we don’t move now, we might starve to death here. ’
‘Don’t worry, the army of the monster race has not withdrawn yet. I will think of a way for food. ’
The rickety figure sat in the damp crypt, looking at the wood and sticks in front of him, lowering his head and slowly rubbing it.
At that time, I always thought, when is this time of hiding in Tibet?
…
‘There is only this way. ’
Looking at the inscription illuminated by the torch in his hand, the old man raised his hand and stroked the line of words on the inscription.
‘Leader, let’s come. ’
‘I am the strongest, the highest cultivation level in the clan, only I can withstand the invasion of the remnant soul of the demon ancestor...’
The old man whispered, his eyes full of determination.
‘The leader is too dangerous, if you can’t resist it! ’
‘Then kill me, turn my body into aura and train the next leader. ’
Pressing the big hand on the stone tablet directly crushed the stone tablet, swallowed by the black light, but his eyes were always firm and unyielding.
District, magic flame.
…
Under the sky, the undulating palace, the boundless army of monsters enveloped the entire sky.
Above the earth, countless men, women and children with weapons in hand stood quietly, but the anger was about to soar into the sky.
At the front, at the front.
There were thirty thousand figures wrapped in black air, they swallowed endless light, burning hot red fireworks, and enthusiastically stared at the old figure in the front.
Children...
Give your lives to me, and leave your beliefs to the latecomers.
The devilish energy enters my soul, and the blood stains the demon and the gods.
The sky belongs to the monster race, and the earth belongs to the witch race. Some of the human race has only companions, only you and me. We move forward so that our children don’t have to hide in Tibet, and let our descendants stand upright. Go up to this land and look at the sky!
Keep going!
Keep going...
‘Yes, where’s the sword? ’
In the flame tunnel where the universe collapsed, the old man walking in the forefront raised his hand to touch his empty waist, and then thought of something.
Ahead, the Chaos Sea was surging, and the color of memories in the old man's eyes gradually faded.
Suddenly hearing the thunder, there was boundless thunder surging, and it was easily shattered by the flames surging in front of the old man.
Seeing the wind of annihilation blowing from all directions, the old man raised his hand and drew a simple and mysterious symbol. The sound of the wind stopped and he returned to silence.
Behind him, countless heroic spirits walked forward and were silent, with a faint fire on their foreheads, making them fearless of the tearing of the chaotic atmosphere and the squeezing of the universe.
The gaze is still firm, as they once faced death at the moment.
Streaks of Dao Yun that can catalyze the birth of inner demons flooded the passage, but they couldn't shake these heroic spirits.
They live for the only faith.
They have only the last spirit and obsession.
Just like the old man in front, lying on the bottom of the lake and looking at the sky, they are looking at the back of the old man all the time, waiting for him to raise his arms and waiting for him to point.
On the chariot, Emperor Xuanyuan Huangdi was in the center for dispatch, and his thoughts were conveyed, and the battle formation continued to change as he progressed.
Zixiao Palace is just ahead.
What they have to face will be the strongest will in this world;
What they did was to give out the shout that the human race should have!
It doesn't matter whether they sacrificed or not, they are already ancient people in the book.
Suiren kept his footsteps, constantly taking action to block the offensives that appeared in the tunnel, using flames to resist the infinite pressure from outside the tunnel.
Li Changshou's eyes were a little uneasy, his figure flashed, he appeared directly in front of the army, hurriedly caught up with the Sui Renshi, and followed him.
"senior……"
"Needless to say, I probably know," Sui Renshi smiled mildly, "You have your difficulties, and being able to speak for the human race makes me very pleased.
Since the human emperor has grown into an emperor, he is the backbone of our human race. Heaven's unreasonable suppression of it is like annihilating our human race.
My clan has never owed God's way, so why should I suffer this insult?
When cutting it.
Just remember that no matter what happens later, take care of yourself.
Also, Daozu cannot be trusted after all. "
Li Changshou clenched his fist slightly, and boldly shot and supported Suiren's arm, sending wisps of information quickly.
That was his heartfelt voice, and it was also part of his calculations and plans concerning the human race.
Suiren's brows furrowed tightly, and he turned to look at Li Changshou, his steps were full.
But then, he continued to move forward, suddenly chuckled, and then patted Li Changshou's shoulder with his backhand.
"You are fine, do it.
Remember not to take action today, act according to your plan, we old ones go first. "
"Senior, junior has a guilty conscience."
"Don't want a mother-in-law, the Human Race doesn't need these, go, you are the latecomers to go the road behind."
Sui Ren's arm broke away from Li Changshou's support.
Xuanyuan Huangdi spotted a white cloud in the rear, and Li Changshou sighed, stepped onto the cloud, and landed on the Xuanyuan Huangdi's frame with Heng'e in the rear, standing behind the Huangdi.
The legendary emperor who commanded the heroic armies turned his head and looked at Li Changshou with a little smile, before continuing to look at the palace at the end of the tunnel.
"Senior will be desperate again."
Li Changshou was silent, closing his eyes to calm his mood.
Heavenly Court, Lingxiao Palace.
The white-clothed Jade Emperor sits quietly on the throne, wearing a golden armor, holding the sword of the emperor, and standing below a hundred righteous gods.
A side treasure seal gently rotates in front of the Jade Emperor, and it exudes endless heavenly power, and a picture scroll is projected under the treasure seal, it is the human race heroic army walking through the long tunnel, towards the purple palace .
Below, the righteous gods remained silent, and they could only remain silent at this time.
Mu Gong stared at those figures complicatedly...
There was a time when he was also one of them, but finally got lucky and was put into the heavenly court by a certain saint.
Alas, today there is no blood in the past, but the blood flowing in the body is still the blood of the human race.
"Your Majesty," a righteous whispered: "Heaven is calling to let the heavenly soldiers guard the Purple Cloud Palace. If we don't leave at this time, we are afraid we will miss the opportunity..."
"His Majesty!"
Mugong knelt down with his legs bent, and yelled: "Heavenly Laws, with the divine power granted by heaven, establish the order of the Three Realms, and protect the world and the living beings!
There is no such thing as guarding Zixiao Palace! "
All the court officials were shocked.
Mu Gong closed his eyes tightly, his whole body was constantly trembling, Dao Xin twisted into a ball.
He, he is desperate!
when!
The white-clothed Jade Emperor held the sword 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 bowed his head and knelt down, his body motionless.
The Queen Mother from the side stared at the face of the Jade Emperor, with a warm smile on her mouth.
The saint’s dojo, Yuxu Palace, Biyou Palace, and streamers flew in. The two major disciples gathered together, but their teacher told them similar words.
Yuanshi Tianzun said: Don't move rashly.
Master Tongtian said: Don’t get excited, this is the cause and effect between the human race and the heavens, and your actions are useless.
In the Notre Dame Palace, the Saint Nuwa was sitting in the main hall, leaning on his throne, fingers against his clean forehead, and a little anxiety in his eyes.
Dragon Palace, Haiyan, and the old dragons looked up at the calm sky where nothing happened, watching those phantoms rising against the sky, most of their eyes were a bit complicated.
Universe tunnel.
The path ahead suddenly became empty, and the heavenly soldiers and generals who should have appeared here did not show up.
Your Majesty the Jade Emperor...
Li Changshou secretly thanked him, and the Emperor Xuanyuan in front of him suddenly raised Xuanyuan Sword!
Roar!
The low roar of countless heroic spirits is like the low groan of ancient beasts.
Suiren raised his trembling fingers and drew a character again, and a flame spread, driving away the chaotic aura.
The fire had the potential to start a prairie fire, and it actually swept the Purple Cloud Palace, which seemed to be still far away, into a place shrouded in flames.
It was unclear whether the Suiren pulled the Zixiao Palace closer or sent them to the front of the Zixiao Palace.
The boundless earth spread out from under the feet, the chaos aura receded like a tide, a low'sky' appeared above the head, and people stood between the sky and the earth.
Suiren's footsteps kept coming, approaching Zixiao Palace.
"Ugh……"
With a light sigh, a one-foot-diameter futon appeared first, and then surrounded by streams of light. The burly and veteran figure appeared in front of the Zixiao Palace, frowning at the Suiren family.
Daozu, Hongjun!
Hongjun Daozu asked slowly: "Where does the emperor come from today?"
"Fighting the sky."
Suiren's body was surrounded by strands of black and red intertwined flames. Facing the strongest person in the world, his ruined figure was not weak.
Dao Ancestor Hongjun frowned, and said in a deep voice, "Human race is now the protagonist of heaven and earth. Looking around, heaven and earth are the land of human race. Why is the emperor still dissatisfied?"
Suiren's fists slowly clenched, and said: "Why does the way of heaven deceive our descendants, the emperor, and how to humiliate our mother and Nuwa."
Daozu is silent.
"When you asked me to give up the position of the emperor of heaven, you once said that the way of heaven is selfless, and the luck of the human race has been achieved, so I don't have to worry about it.
When the Way of Heaven arranged for the reincarnation of all the innate powers to be my Human Race Human Emperor, you once said that the Human Race foundation is insufficient and it is time to fill the foundation.
What can you say today?
Dao ancestor, you are the teacher of living beings, teach the method of practice, fit the way of heaven! "
Suiren stepped forward, and the flames around his body burst into flames, and his voice was like hundreds of people shouting in unison, bold and heroic!
"The Dao Ancestor, are you the Dao of Heaven or a creature!"
Hongjun said calmly: "The poor way is the way of heaven, and it is also a creature."
Suiren stood silently, stepping forward, and the flame pointed at Hongjun!
"No matter," Hongjun Daozu sighed, "There is a certain number for one drink and one peck. There is a lack of heaven and the human heart is floating. The poor way only asks you, how should the emperor conquer the sky?
"Destroy Zixiao, break heaven."
Hongjun Daozu said:
"The way of heaven is the way, and it is inspired by the will of Pangu God. It is invisible, colorless, wayless, and bodyless, so there is no birth and no death.
The way of heaven now has selfish desires and obsessions, but the roots come from the human race. The selfish desires of mortals are uncontrollable, and selfish desires invade and benefit the way of heaven.
However, the obsession of the heaven and the way of heaven and the earth are not stable, and the desire of the way of heaven and the forever. "
But Suiren said: "I only know that the sky is unfair, the ground is uneven, and people speak for themselves."
In the eyes of Hongjun Dao's ancestors, a lot of thunders were brewed, and the boundless thunder turned into hundreds of thunder dragons, spreading teeth and dancing claws behind him, and the mighty sky slowly pulled out.
Right now!
A touch of Taoist rhyme is revealed, black and white are swirling, shrouded in human spirits.
An old Dao came from the chaos, with a haggard face, a stature of Tao Yun, half-open eyes, sitting on the right side of the Human Race Heroic Army.
"The way of heaven is good but not harmful."
Taiqing, Lao Tzu.
Two more figures came from the chaos.
The man on the left has his hands on his back, a middle-aged face, a pure and upright Taoist rhyme around him, and a majestic but amiable face.
He smiled and said, "Teacher, God should be selfless and unsympathetic, so that it will not lose justice."
The young Taoist on the right held a sword and chuckled: "It's not just the human race that will be anxious about this. Teacher, I'm also a little dissatisfied with such a god."
In speaking, two figures stood behind Lao Tzu, one on the left and the other on the right.
Hongjun Daozu sighed: "This matter has nothing to do with the Saint-Master."
"But teacher," replied the leader of Tongtian, "we are all teaching human races. Although we haven't done much since then, we are always involved in luck.
At the moment of the great catastrophe, please also ask the teacher to appreciate the misfortune of the living beings and give the human race a chance. "
Suiren said: "The matter of cutting the sky is for one person."
The universe here instantly quieted down, there was no turbulence, no breathing sound.
Li Changshou lowered his head and frowned, and raised his hand to hold Heng'e next to him.
Chang'e understands, knowing that the time has come for her to make a move, but facing such a mighty power and coercion from such a powerful person, her heart is quite nervous.
But the vacancy in my heart, the sense of emptiness brought about by the long years, came out at this moment.
She took a half step forward, slowly kneeling down in front of Daozu, crying bitterly and crying.
"Please Dao Ancestor, return the puzzle piece I am missing..."
Daozu stared at Li Changshou, a bit of anger crossed his face; Li Changshou just bowed his head and said nothing, Quandang himself did not notice Dao Zu's sight.
"Fine."
Hongjun closed his eyes and sighed, raising his left hand, and between waving his sleeves, Heng'e went into a coma, and the chaotic universe suddenly changed its appearance.
Numerous avenues are transformed into concrete pillars of light, crisscrossing them, woven into a huge grid, enveloping the dome-like prehistoric world.
Just above the grid, a veteran with a vague face sat cross-legged and let out a cold snort at this moment.
Sui Ren's eyes condensed, his face was suffocated, and his figure rose into the sky wrapped in firelight.
That old-fashioned face seemed to be sneer, raising his hand to cast countless thunder, and instantly enveloping Suiren!
As soon as Xuanyuan Huangdi's great sword was about to point forward, the low roar of the Suiren clan spread everywhere:
"First lead!"
In the sound, the demon flame bursts like a lotus flower with a diameter of a thousand miles, and the endless thunder is like glazed glass shattering into pieces!
Suiren rushed out of this endless fire lotus, shaped like an unparalleled sword, piercing through the top of the sky, until Tiandao was embodied by the Taoist ancestor!
This battle...
This battle!
Li Changshou looked up.
Watching the projections of countless avenues bloom between the Suiren clan and the phantom of the heavens, watching the billowing devilish energy and endless flames rush through everything and tear everything to pieces.
For some reason, there was a sense of sadness in his heart.
Suiren's flames grew stronger.
The Suiren's vitality is gradually shrinking.
That day, the phantom of Taoism had endless magical powers and endless spiritual power, raising his hand to create countless streams of light, and holding his hand in control of the universe.
But all Dao and Dharma can't stop Sui Ren's thin forward figure!
The phantom of heaven is retreating!
It can only retreat!
At this moment, in the prehistoric world, a faint spot of light flew from the foreheads of countless human races, and the Suiren's forehead burned with golden red flames, and an boundless and incalculable figure appeared behind him!
That is the murmur of men and women beside the quagmire where Nuwa sits quietly;
It was this old man who bowed his head and drilled wood for fire, with a deep sorrow in his eyes;
It is the docile elder who sits by the river and calculates anomalous numbers with his head down, with the measurement in front of him.
It was a middle-aged man wearing animal clothing, looking at the spiritual grass on the side of the road, lifting a pen to engrave a few lines on the stone slab, and then carefully sending the grass into the entrance.
He is the unrestrained king who holds the sword high and orders the infinite human race to clean up the remnants of the old days;
He is a brawny man carrying an axe, running around in the surging flood, and fighting the dragon to death!
There are more figures.
They dressed in animal skins to pick and hunt, and gallop on the ground;
They carry weapons in their hands, face the strong in the world, and protect the old and the weak.
They recite the chapters of sages aloud, and scream for all beings...
At this moment, all are here, all in the flames, all behind the old man!
The phantom of the heavens snorted coldly, the boundless chaos surged, and thousands of beams of light smashed!
Suiren roared in a low voice, and the numerous figures behind him were scattered, but they gathered in an instant, using anger as a flame to gather the will of all living beings, just to isolate the desires of heaven!
"longevity."
A call rang in his ears, and Li Changshou raised his head to look at Emperor Xuanyuan 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 balanced.
Secondly, Senior has just spoken to us, Huoyundong will listen to your arrangements in the future, and I don't know what you said to Senior, but you undoubtedly did it.
Third, in this world, in addition to magical powers and magic weapons, there is also a great road with infinite power. This is the most fearful of the heavens. Today, it can only be used on the incarnation of the heavens. It is somewhat regrettable.
The way of heaven cannot be obliterated, this is something we have known for a long time, and fighting against the predecessors now is just a thought of heaven.
But this ray of thought is the source of disaster, and the of heaven can also be regarded as the id of heaven.
Optimistic, the time is almost there. "
Xuanyuan Huangdi paused and sighed softly, the Kongtong seal slowly floated in front of him, the big sword was thrown to the side by him, and his hands were repeatedly pinched.
Above the chariots on both sides, the figures of Fuxi and Shennong leaped from the frame, turning into two clusters of comet-like light, crashing into the thickest part of the void.
Suiren raised his hand to cover the sky, and the fire burst out from his forehead, and his skin turned into a golden red color!
Behind the Shennong clan and Fuxi clan, countless light spots quickly converged, and the two turned into two "arrows".
Right now!
The army of heroic spirits flew up together, their body shape turned into golden light, and they were condensed into chains, which continued after the arrow and continued after the Sui Ren figure!
Human lock!
Want to lock the sky!
The saint of Sanqing was silent, Hongjun Daozu frowned.
Li Changshou clenched his fists, always urging the empty mind!
Xuanyuan Huangdi bowed his head and spewed blood, his hands leaped up with a virtual support, and he threw away at the place of war!
The phantom of Heaven suddenly broke away from the entrapment of Suiren's flame, and the figure was about to flee towards the Chaos Sea.
Between the electric light and flint, a figure came from the Chaos Sea, wrapped in colorful divine light, Tai Chi treasure map on the head, pushed with the left palm, clenched the right fist, and smashed the Dao Void that day!
The Great Master Xuandu...No!
He is a holy master of the human race, unknown!
The light burst, and the black and white brilliance of the Taiji figure was directly dimmed. The archmage's figure was directly knocked into the air, bowing his head and spouting a mouthful of blood.
But that day, Dao Xuying was just kicked back by him, and was instantly enveloped by flames, vegetation, and turtle shells!
Kongtong Baoyin sends out waves of dragons and phoenixes!
In all parts of the Three Realms, faint flames appeared on Human Race's foreheads, but mortals had never noticed it, and immortals did not know what was going on.
In a place other than that day, Xuanyuan Huangdi’s mouth was full of blood, and his hands quickly formed seals, attracting countless golden lights to be blessed on three already extremely large and boundless chains, and finally opened his right hand to the phantom of Heaven, and squeezed it fiercely. .
this is!
Human will!
The shackles of the sky!
"town!"
Hum
...
This force.
Li Changshou looked up, watching the avenues that were quickly repaired and regularized between the nothingness.
Looking at the three shackles that have turned into colorful petals in the sky and dissipating invisible, I feel the smoothness and suppleness of the sand dunes that were originally like the uneven sand dunes of Tiandao, smoothed by a big hand.
It seems that Tiandao's private thoughts have been suppressed.
It's just that the heroic army behind them didn't come back again, they had turned into shackles and were imprinted on the Dao of Heaven.
This is the power that God is afraid of.
Dao Ancestor has disappeared, Zixiao Palace has returned to peace, and Sanqing Saints have also left.
Around Li Changshou's body, those frames were turning into bits of golden sand, drifting away with the wind, only the frame under his feet remained stable.
Chen'e was dragged back into the frame by Xuanyuan Huangdi and continued to fall asleep.
The boundless chaotic aura poured in, extinguishing a small group of flames, and Li Changshou subconsciously rushed out, and rushed to the place where the flame was extinguished at the same time as several other streamers.
He is good at escape, and has also studied the escape in the sea of ​​chaos. He has not done anything before. He is full of mana and has eight or nine profound arts...
He rushed to Sui Ren's side first, and held the shaky figure, but felt that this figure had a weight that he could not bear.
Li Changshou sat down on his knees and hugged Sui Renshi who was struggling to breathe tightly. He wanted to inject immortal power, but found that what he was holding was only a stubborn stone, a dry bone.
In the bottom of my heart, Suiren's voice intermittently, this is the voice that only they can hear each other.
‘I... my old bone... did you help? ’
"Helped, helped..."
Suiren smiled a little, closed his eyes and sighed softly, and his body slowly became transparent~EbookFREE.me~The Great Master, Shennong, and Fuxi fell to the side, or sighed slightly with their hands, or bowed their heads silently.
Suiren's subconsciously grabbed the edge of Li Changshou's robe, and when he opened his eyes, the same divine light appeared in his eyes.
‘Sorry, junior.
Back then, in order to fight the Demon Emperor, I had tried my best and couldn't do other things.
If I could think of a better method, or if there was a better leader who could take my place and complete the final Terran Heaven, then I probably won't have today's dilemma.
Also put the future salary of Human Race on your shoulders.
You can stand outside the human race, free from the influence of the heavens, which is something we old people cannot do.
In the future, even if it fails, it will be fine. Even if the fire is extinguished, it will be fine. It will always be lit again.
Don't be afraid, you will always be spotted. ’
‘You won’t be defeated, definitely! It will not be defeated! ’
Li Changshou's palm tightly gripped the rapidly dwindling arm, seeming to use a little too much force, the Sui Renshi's figure quietly shattered, like a flash of fire, turned into a handful of ashes, scattered into the chaotic smoke.
A candle-like flame flew from the ashes and sank into Li Changshou's chest.
The smog, I don't know who is sighing softly.
People walking on the ground, following the sporadic fire, looking for hidden crypts...
In the depths of the deep and damp earth, the rickety figure rubbed the log in his hand...
Before exuding the ominous inscription, that big hand crushed the imprisonment on it, embellishing itself in the darkness...
In front of all the demon courts, burning and lifting heavy flames, shattered the demon sky.
Latecomers...
The sky belongs to the monster race, and the earth belongs to the witches, but we can stand on the earth and look at the sky side by side.
The fire is endless, the will is immortal.
Humanity is eternal.