The blue flower stamen jumped, and without waiting for Li Xi'an to make any moves, the four rulers pulled by the beam rushed towards his position.

Their bodies were cast by divine iron, and they could even serve as the ancestral magic weapon based on materials alone. At this moment, the light in the gaps in their bodies was already very strong, and the ruler's body flew towards Li Xi'an like a faint blue meteor.

Li Xi'an stretched out his hand and flipped it.

In an instant, it seemed as if thousands of gravity was pressing on the flying rulers, and even the blue light they carried was weakened a lot.

Li Xi'an looked down at them.

But his eyes did not focus on these four puppets, but passed them and stared at the dark blue stamens at the crack of the Silver Island.

"Crack--!" The four blue meteors rushing upwards were extinguished on the way and fell down. But a black shadow fell faster than the wreckage of the ruler. It was Li Xi'an! He passed through the four silent meteors, lifted the sword, and dragged a whole piece of burning fire toward the dark blue stamen.

When Li Xi'an's figure was drowned in the spark, the sound rang again.

"Why are you bringing destruction?"

"No reason." Li Xi'an responded.

"Is there no life at all? To be so thorough? God Iron has never offended you."

"A request is also a transaction." Li Xi'an said.

He had approached the blue stamen, and his eyes could even observe the veins on the surface of the stamen. The stamen was beating and being squeezed, as if something was about to tear apart the surface of the stamen and came to the world.

But it has no time.

The fire had already covered the dark blue color. Above the stamens, the Silver Island cracked inch by Li Shi'an, turning into dust in the universe. The alloy materials that were carefully forged by the Divine Iron Clan, which were claimed to be indestructible collapsed in an instant, and the fragments were rolled up, like a handful of flying dust. The Silver Island became smoke and dust behind Li Shi'an, and this scene was like the Divine Iron Civilization fell into destruction in the hands of the other party.

The voice roared in Li Xi'an's mind.

Finally, a slender, white and tender arm tear opens the surface of the stamens, and a light golden liquid flows down the gaps of the fingers.

"You can't!" The stamens were beating wildly, and the fire brought by the dim sword had already burned some of the petals like coke.

Li Xi'an shook his head.

"You are only worth one request."

His eyes were calm, and his gilded sword roared like a dragon, bringing the quiet dusk.

The blue flower stamen was swallowed by the flames of dusk, and the arm turned into nothingness in an instant. This mysterious life hidden at the bottom of the Silver Island was killed like this, and he had never seen the worldly scenery and had never left his life in the world.

The dark sword was sheathed, and the fire that was swallowing was extinguished.

Li Xi'an stood there.

He watched the death of this civilization.

Putting the Divine Iron Civilization on the scale with the blood of the Jiuzhou that has become the fetus of the world is obviously tilted towards one side. If destroying a civilization can have the opportunity to save a former ancestor of the Jiuzhou, he can destroy countless such civilizations, even if he bears endless evil thoughts and curses, it is meaningless.

After a long time, a sea-blue fragment was suspended in the dust.

The fragment appeared in the bottom of silver. Li Xi'an took it and looked at it. The outside of the fragment was arc-shaped, like a broken part of a bead. The surface of the ocean-like waves floated, exquisite and transparent, with majestic spiritual energy.

This should not be an item that should appear in this civilization. Obviously, this fragment comes from somewhere else.

Li Xi'an looked up and looked at the rolling ocean of vows above. The body of an ancestor was soaked in his own vows.

"Did you come for this?"

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Master Haomiao Jiamu is an ancestor whose foundation has been hollowed out by time.

Wandering in the sea of ​​stars, looking for opportunities to break through the three images.

He is very cautious, even if he is polite even when facing the Shentie civilization that does not have much threat. It would be better to say that this is the state of most ancestors when they travel to the starry sea and be cautious about anything. Even if it is the ancestor, they need to remain humble in the starry sea. This is the way to survive.

He was cautious and cautious and obviously would not have any offense when facing Li Xi'an, a obviously more mysterious and powerful life.

The same is true.

Master Haomiao Jiamu was very respectful to Li Xi'an.

But the years left traces on this ancestor that cannot be ignored, and such traces are generally undetectable, because the years of the ancestor were too long, enough to gradually fade away the traces on his body. Time fades away the years, and under the erosion of time, the Taoist priest even left behind disappeared and destroyed the extremely long time, let alone him?

Li Xi'an discovered it.

Under the universe, the traces were as clearly visible in his eyes as ink on white paper.

Master Haomiao Jiamu was silent at the end of the previous era, until his life span was exhausted. This was not an abnormal state of awakening. The silence of the ancestor was to lose his own cultivation path and then apply external secret seals to obtain a time span that far exceeds his life span.

In other words, he woke up and was exhausted. If he could not find a way to break through the three images and get the fourth image, he would turn into dust within a hundred years.

Why did a good ancestor choose to be silent?

Li Xi'an saw it.

I saw a war that Master Haomiao Jiamu participated in before he was silent.

The war that burned the entire universe.

In the Battle of Kyushu, he seized an unparalleled spoil, a dragon ball of a real dragon, but this was not something he was qualified to get. So in order to refine this dragon ball with peace of mind, he immediately escaped into the depths of the universe and hid the dragon ball with himself, waiting for the end of the war, and enjoyed this dragon ball when no one noticed him.

But when he woke up, everything changed.

He lost his Taoist tradition and lost a world. This is not important in Haomiao Jiamu's eyes, but what he never expected was that the dragon balls were broken!

The dragon ball that was placed on his chest was broken!

It was not a thief, nor a robber. Haomiao Jiamu deduced it, only knowing that the dragon ball was shattered and part of it was lost. Haomiao Jiamu knew that the other party was not coming for him. The other party simply smashed the dragon ball, and he was silent without any damage.

He woke up and found this star field with the help of the dragon ball fragments.

Killed.

Li Xi quietly looked at the sea blue fragments in his hand, and he always felt familiar.

The thing at the bottom of Silver Island should not have self-awareness, but it captures the free dragon ball fragments in the universe, ingests it, and possesses wisdom and will that should not have.

The ancient Chinese text of lotus-shaped flowers was rotating deep in Li Xi'an's pupils, and the law of time reflected every detail that had happened to him.

He is backtracking.

There is no mistake in the cradle of the Divine Iron. The cradle that really has problems is the blue space awakened by the ruler holding the scepter. It is the "life" with self-consciousness.

Soon, the back-tracking picture faded and ended in the dark blue space, and there was no need for Li Xi'an to watch it again.

Because he remembered where he had seen this dragon ball before.
Chapter completed!