Chapter 70 The Battle of the Ancient Gods
[First update, there will be two more later.]
The painting halberd sat on the ground in pain. The previous doubts of the old man Xue mixed made countless thoughts flash in his heart, which finally brewed into an inescapable deep sense of guilt in the bones of the gentleman's country.
He can slaughter tens of millions of people in a gentleman's country for the sake of his master Qingshan, for the sake of green plum trees, and for the blood feud of hundreds of villagers in Yanziping, so who will avenge these thousands of souls? Who will remember these diabic hatreds?
He has never escaped this deep self-blame.
The teenager once used it recklessly. If he did not sacrifice tens of millions of lives in the gentleman's country, he may not be able to revenge on the Tiance Gate all his life, and he is more likely to soon turn into a dead soul under the knife of the island. Such a sufficient and reasonable excuse to convince himself.
He also repeatedly defended himself that he had no choice but to die, and there was no need to bear too much responsibility for them.
But it was always a pretentious wishful thinking. Although this battle was not for himself or initiated for himself, after the old man Xue Hun talked about this situation, the first moment in his heart was actually the joy of revenge.
Since leaving the simple yellow land of Yanziping, leaving the chattering teachings of Master Qingshan, and the harsh but concerned scolding of Mumu, everything has changed a little differently.
He can't figure out whether to kill or be killed?
Thousands of emotions are blocked in his heart, and he has never condensed his Taoist heart. In the sea of knowledge, the vast sea is rolling violently, and his whole body is extinguished and stopped running in his body as if he were dead...
The old man Xue Hun looked at this teenager with a painful look and couldn't help sighing that he became a demon...
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The battle outside the cinema is still continuing. Asura and Rasha are fighting inextricably, and the wind and clouds are surging between heaven and earth, like a disaster of annihilation.
I saw Asura 390 clenching his fists, waving as fast as the wind, falling quickly without gaps. Each punch was full of murderous intent, and each fist was enough to crush a mountain.
Rasha did not dare to show weakness, and his speed was even better. During the fist collision, the earth actually cracked a hundred feet.
The two thousand-foot giants did not give in to each other, and the power above their fists and feet seemed to tear the space apart.
This is the magic power of the superior!
Asura opened his mouth angrily, and an orange flame spewed out from his mouth, reflecting his nine-headed eyes.
Every cluster of jumping flames on the orange flame contains infinite power that can burn the sky! This is the flame of Brahma!
Rasha's horrible ugly face showed a disdainful look, his hands quickly closed, and suddenly high-fiveed. Under the shocked eyes of a group of monks, he unexpectedly slapped out the brazen orange flame in the palm of his hand.
Asura's angry face looked even more angry. His nine-headed eyes turned red because of his anger, and 90 giant hands waved more quickly. Countless magic skills patted like a huge wave and fell on Rasha, and the other party screamed strangely.
The two giants fought inexplicably, flying away from the sky and the ground, turning the gentleman's country into pieces of a broken puzzle. The earth cracked, the mountains and rivers turned into deep pits, and the plains into abys. Even if thousands of creatures of the gentleman's country are resurrted, the mountains and rivers will never come back!
The head of Tiancemen was stunned by this shocking fight and suddenly felt that the power of the world was too small in front of these ancient gods.
The mountains and rivers change color while waving hands. This is the magic power, and this is the great power!
When people are speechless. In the monk's camp, an old man with a bamboo hat fell on the original capital of the gentleman's country, but now it is a deep pit area. I don't know what to look at, but finally whispered: "...all laws are empty...Buddha and Taoism?"
The real person watched the fierce fight between the two Tongtian giants speechlessly. After all, his voice reminder was still half a beat late. The array here is not for killing. If you want to say it, it is more like a nameless summoning array, which is shaped with anger and summoning the power of the ancient gods to attach to it. Who created such a shocking array? This desperate old man has not forgotten to think about this problem at this moment. If others know, he will burst into tears.
Outside the gentleman's country, Gu Bu, the head of Jinyutang, had not left here yet. He patted his huge bald head and looked at the endless black waves inside. He listened to the huge sound, grinned and said to the six elders who were killed, "Turtle, there is a good show now."
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The battle between Asura and Rasha has become more and more fierce. Countless magic spells have been used to stir up the world into a mess, but no matter how they fight, they have never been out of the scope of the gentleman's country.
Thunder, the sky fire alternately reflects the glory of this black gas spreading heaven and earth, but compared with the magic power, the two sky giants prefer the handover of fists and meat.
The two giants were fighting fiercely, and dozens of ancient fierce beasts suddenly gushed out of the ground. They grinned at a group of monks who collapsed to the ground. Their eyes were full of desire, thirst for blood, human flesh, and desire to kill.
The more than 200 monks on Rendao are extremely bitter. They have no extra power to do other things, and they are even reluctant to resist the erosion of the soul by the black gas around them.
Perhaps the fierceness in the large array is mostly used to condense the Qianzhang Rasha, so there are not many fierce beasts appearing at this time, but these dozens of them are enough to kill them.
The head of Tiancemen sighed and shouted harshly: "Qian, Kan, Gan, Xun, Li and Kun six courtyards hold gossip cards!"
The six gossips heard it and did not hesitate to take out a palm-sized half-moon-shaped card and throw it in the direction of the big palm. The six gossip cards glowed with various colors, dragged out colorful lines in the air, and finally fell into the hands of the big palm.
He shook his robe and quickly formed six hexagram cards into two round things missing. Then he shook his wrist, threw it into the air, and shouted, "Hold on to the universe!" As the words fell, the round object was full of six colors of light, forming a huge light curtain, which firmly protected everyone. Dozens of fierce beasts outside the light curtain hit it crazily, but there was nothing to do.
Everyone is safe for the time being.
A little relieved, nervously staring at the two fighting giants, hoping that Asura could win...
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Not to mention the domestic situation, I don't know where the gentleman is. On the island, a little Shami's bright eyes are staring at the water depression in front of him, and his eyebrows are full of thinking. There is a blue lamp beside his waist, and his right hand is gently placed on it. I don't know what he is thinking about.
Suddenly feeling the terrible momentum from afar, Xiao Shami suddenly turned around and showed an unbelievable look in his eyes. He staddled for a moment and walked across thousands of mountains and rivers to that place...
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And in another place, eight people in black carried the golden-ropped sedan chair, quietly hanging in the air, with a middle-aged man who looked like a scholar standing beside the sedan chair.
A woman's voice came out of the sedan chair, which was hazy and unreal.
The middle-aged scholar listened carefully to the words in the sedan chair and nodded silently. The female voice in the sedan chair finally stopped. The middle-aged scholar smiled gently and turned over his hand. A flying sword appeared. He stepped on it, swept the breeze, and headed west...