The evil energy gathers into clouds, mountains, and above the head of the Dharma image is the stars.

Scarlet, with flame-like substances all over the body. This magical image is like a giant wearing blood-colored armor, with blurred facial features, and hair-like things are picked up by the spirits gathered together by evil spirits, as if they are unfolding trees or wings behind the magical image.

Li Xi'an was in front of this Dharma image.

The Dharma image stared at him.

He also stared at the face of the Dharma image.

The dusk was slowly burning behind Li Xi'an, and the sky on the other side of the Dharma Image was not night, but morning light, rolling with a gorgeous sea of ​​dark purple clouds.

There was no terrible collision as imagined, and that Dharma image did not even lower the pressure of the true realm.

All chaos ended at the same time at the dawn and dusk.

This creature from Zhenyi Realm swallowed countless mountains, land and urban Taoism, but no one could understand why he stopped fighting in this corner called "Jingning Town".

A golden fire burns in the horizon.

People in the world are frightened and uneasy.

Go back with that dividing line.

Even if these mortals don’t know what is happening at this moment, the destruction brought by this moment is even more terrifying than natural disasters. In their limited and short lives, they can only attribute it to "God is angry", and God is going to destroy the world. Some people kneel down to pray, some people collapse and cry, and some people enjoy the last madness in their lives.

The land that the ancestors had not yet come to watch, the darkness of the people's hearts breeds shadows and is tyrannical.

Perhaps for them, it is easier to accept that losing all the willpower directly is than living with the self in the previous period of destruction.

The world of cultivation has no effective resistance to such existences, because all experienced figures were killed in battle, died in the ancient battlefield on the edge of the earth, and had no living creatures to return flexibly, except for this noble ancestor. Li Xi'an knew this. He still remembered those practitioners who died in battle on the edge of the earth. He had felt their will to protect the world, their corpses and hot blood.

The ancestor of Mount Miluo was the last dead creature.

And some ancient Taoist priests were just as the master of the woman in gray.

Prepare the frame "door".

The world is very big and wide, but their ancestors have seen a larger and wider world and walked out of this star.

They are no longer here, and they can be left for future generations.

It is the last road you can choose when there is no way out in this world.

This was the first time he had used the power of the blood-colored petals so clearly, the Xi sword, the Dust Sword, the Gold of the Five Elements Killing Technique, and the body of a mortal, just like he had traveled to Kunlun in Jiuzhou.

Is this what belongs to him, or is it the lotus in this body?

Li Xi'an couldn't help but think that if he could do this in this world, many secrets would be easily revealed.

The two petals in the present world are mediated by the blood dripping from the petals, which can attract incredible power. Sleeping in the ghost coffin brings him incomplete methods of time; at the bottom of the abyss, using lotus petals to reshape the years, trace the past, and face the great creatures engraved in the pyramid.

But there was a voice in his heart telling him.

If this lotus is exposed to the world, it will bring devastating disaster.

What's more, he can't involve such power.

But in the current situation, he has taken some tricks. No creature can surpass him in this state, at least he can't do it.

Li Xi'an stared at the Dharma Image in front of him. The Xi sword turned into a fish, and the Dunjian was held in his hand, and the sword tip pointed directly at the head of the Dharma Image. Facing the sharpness of the Dunjian, the Dharma Image was not afraid, and the madness in the huge pupils constructed by the rune disappeared a lot.

"The immortal." Dharma image opens.

"The Kyushu has collapsed, and it is impossible for the existence of immortals to exist."

"Who are you? You are not a creature in this realm, so why should you stop me from doing things?"

"Does your actions break this realm?" Li Xi'an asked.

"Yes, do you want to protect them? Although I don't know what kind of creature you are, you are wearing Kunlun immortality suit. Even if you don't come from Jiuzhou, it has a great relationship with Jiuzhou. You might as well look at this world. It's ridiculous. You actually want to stop me." The Dharma Xiang spread his five fingers, and ancient mountains were projecting in his palms, like a giant dragon sleeping on the earth.

"Look at this world and the immortals."

"This is the mountain in Kyushu!"

The Dharma image is laughing.

It is hard to imagine that such emotions can make you laugh like this, desolate, lonely, deadly. When all your expectations disappear, you will only be crazy.

"I know." Li Xi'an said.

“I knew it from the time I came to this world.”

"So, are you still going to protect them?" Fa Xiang said in a deep voice, and he stared at the Xijian flying beside Li Xi'an and the faint sword in his hand. "You are the creature of Jiuzhou!"

At this moment, the Dharma is firm.

Li Xi'an did not deny it, but just raised his sword.

"Tell me your name, Master."
Chapter completed!