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Chapter 708 The Secret of Thick Earth and Brilliant Sky
Li Zihua's voice had a heavy feeling, although it came out softly, it made the Moon Palace tremble, and the waves of sound made the sea of ​​blood around Chimu still.

Xu Qing and the others also breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly retreated.

They are very clear that they are not allowed to participate in the next battle, even Yunshen... is not qualified.

But at this moment in the sea of ​​blood, Chi Mu had no expression on her face, and two bloody fires rose from her empty eyes. She looked at Li Zihua, as if she was not surprised by his recovery and arrival.

"Xuanyou left, time has changed, Li Zihua, it is meaningless for you to wake up."

Chimu spoke calmly, her voice did not contain any emotional fluctuations, neither joy nor sorrow.

This scene, in the eyes of different people, is different.

The picture in everyone's eyes is the limit that can be tolerated by the transformation of cognitive instinct. For example, in the eyes of Shizi and others, the red mother they see is a fusion of human form and feathers, which is more ferocious and evil , even more terrifying.

And the fire in his eyes is not a flame, but two wriggling stars.

This is the god, because the level of life is too high, so in the eyes of all living beings, the god has countless appearances.

So once the gods want to destroy the world, it is extremely simple. He only needs to reflect his true appearance in the eyes of all living beings, and then death will come.

From this point, we can also see the horror of the deity's disfigured face, because all beings of all races, regardless of their cultivation level, all see Him in the same way.

But at this moment, Chimu's voice fell into the ears of Xu Qing and the others, and it turned into a rumbling thunder, tumbling in their minds, causing everyone to lose all resistance in an instant.

Shizi and others, each developed a method to make themselves reluctantly bear it.

Without any hesitation, Xu Qing immediately took out a ball of mud and held it in his hand.

This is what the mud fox left for him.

On the captain's side, he also quickly took out a piece of hair, which was the token of God Yueyan. Although the other party came and left, the captain always kept this hair.

Only Li Zihua, he didn't need any resistance, he stood silently in the moon palace, looking at the red mother in front of him, after a while, his voice came out softly.

"The mission is still there."

For Chimu, these four words seemed to be a kind of stimulus, so in the next moment, there was more blood flowing on Chimu's body, and the entwined thorns became tighter. Unclear, her expression turned into resentment, and she let out a low growl.

"Mission? Is it the mission of the brilliant sky, or the mission of the thick earth!"

"Li Zihua, have you forgotten what happened in Huangtian?"

"We were originally born as gods, who sealed our ancestors and made the descendants lose their godhood?"

Li Zihua closed his eyes and shook his head for a long time.

"Never forget."

The whole body of the red mother shone with blood-red light, and when the red light was soaring, she took a step towards Li Zihua.

"Who raised the so-called Dao of Heaven in our sacred land to suppress us?"

"Who tabooed us under the ancient land, and built a monk's world in our sacred land!"

As the voice reverberated, the appearance of Chi Mu changed in Xu Qing's eyes. Her original appearance of a beautiful woman was breaking apart, and blood-colored feathers were gradually replacing flesh and blood.

And his words are still going on.

"Li Zihua, I chose to become a god. There is nothing wrong. You were the same as me when you left, but why did you extinguish your divine fire and betray our blood!"

"You came from the brilliant sky, but you became the thick soil!"

"I am from Huangtian, and I still represent Huangtian!"

After Chimu finished her last sentence, she appeared in front of Li Zihua. In Xu Qing's eyes, her body suddenly changed.

And at this moment, all the feathers spread out rapidly, revealing the inside of this mass of flesh and feathers, where... there is a huge eye hole, no eyeball, only endless blood, flowing out from there .

Faced with Chimu's words and the approaching figure, Li Zihua remained silent, and finally let out a sigh. He raised his right hand and pressed it toward the sky.

With this press, the sky shattered, and countless fragments fell down.

And each fragment is changing in the process of falling, and then forms a series of earth-shattering breaths, and then... turns into countless illusory shadows.

There are sun, moon and stars, dragon and phoenix beasts, and various ancient spirits inside. Xu Qing even saw the Golden Crow inside.

With their appearance, and with the burst of breath, a wave that belongs to the imperial-level kungfu uniquely rises from the phantom formed by these fragments.

They are all emperor-level exercises, including tens of thousands of races, and the number is as many as tens of thousands.

At this moment, it was summoned by Li Zihua.

At the moment of appearance, the tens of thousands of imperial-level exercises showed their original origins, and in the blink of an eye... taboos appeared in the phantoms transformed by each of the imperial-level exercises, as if the seal had been released.

Every weapon, every item, including the destructive spear that Xu Qing felt in the Golden Crow, are all revealed in the sky now.

This is the forbidden soldier!

When they appeared, terrifying fluctuations erupted, and then they blasted towards Chimu!

Xu Qing had already felt the secrets of imperial-level exercises from the Golden Crow back then, and he knew that every imperial-level exercise was actually a seal, sealing things that were not allowed to appear in the Dao of Heaven.

Now, when he saw it with his own eyes, his mind suddenly became turbulent.

Such supernatural powers are unimaginable, and even Yunshen can't grasp them.

This is the shocking power that only the ruler can unleash.

Whether it was Chi Mu's shot or the master Li Zihua's counterattack, they were far beyond the scope of everyone's recognition, so in the next moment, Xu Qing and the others spurted blood and retreated, all looking shocked.

The picture in front of them has also changed in different tolerance levels.

Reflected into the world with Xu Qing's eyes, without Li Zihua and Chimu, the broken sky is now replaced by a huge picture.

This picture is composed of two colors, red and white.

These two colors are intertwined and distinct, turning on the sky, forming a huge vortex.

In the center of this vortex, there is an open white eye, which has no pupils, and is replaced by a bloody heart. At this moment, the heart is beating, and the sound of thunder is heard.

And around the eyes, there are countless eyelashes. These eyelashes are like tentacles, constantly spreading, swaying, and sometimes touching each other, forming blurred shadows composed of the third color.

It is black, like a shadow, its shape is irregular, and the moment it appears, they will devour each other.

This is the battle of gods in Xu Qing's eyes.

Because this battle was beyond his personality, in his eyes, the battle between Master Li Zihua and Chimu was like an extremely abstract painting.

The red in the painting represents Chimu, and the white represents Li Zihua.

As for the third color, Xu Qing didn't understand, it seemed to be the shadow of Li Zihua and Chimu.

This made Xu Qing think of his own shadow.

"Little Aqing, remember what you saw. This is the peak collision of the two life levels of monks and gods!"

The captain was by Xu Qing's side, holding Yue Yan's hair firmly, while looking at the sky obsessively, and murmured.

"On the one hand, it is the embodiment of taking the path of practice to the extreme."

"One side is the source of choosing to become a god and attracting the great catastrophe of Wanggu Continent."

"The practice of the former is a road to the peak level of life. After reaching the extreme, the monks are called by many titles. Some universes call them Zun, and some call them Immortals.

In Wanggu Continent, this kind of peak cultivation is called master. "

"This is the lifelong yearning of the monks, and it is also the longing of dreams."

The captain's voice fell into Xu Qing's ears, with some sense of time and vicissitudes.

"Little brother, did you know that in Wanggu Continent, there is an even older legend..."

"Legend?" Xu Qing's heart skipped a beat.

"It is said that long, long ago, Wanggu Continent was not what it is now. There were no monks, no rules and laws, and naturally there was no way of heaven.

And monks, from the lower realms.

The cultivation at the peak of the lower realms, after reaching the realm of immortals, they travel in countless universes and worlds, and there is no existence that can threaten the immortals.

They control all the rules, understand all the origins, travel in any time and space, change all things, and create all beings. "

Xu Qing was shocked when he heard this.

The captain looked at the sky, still murmuring.

"Whether they are immortals or masters, to a certain extent, they belong to immortality, live the same life as the sky, and their thoughts and desires have also changed. What they pursue is the Tao, which is the end of this road of practice. open up.

And according to different experiences, different cognitions, and different ideals, their respective developments vary. Some immortals have traveled far, far, while others are still standing still.

Therefore, in the past, the only ones who could threaten the immortals were themselves. "

"Until, as they moved forward... broke the boundary wall and came from the lower realm to the upper realm, so the gods, another extreme existence of life level, appeared in the cognition of immortals.

At that moment, that changed. "

"They were told that these countless universes and worlds never belonged to monks.

Whether it is the past, present, or future, everything, all definitions, in the final analysis, come from the gods.

It is the gods who divide the world into upper and lower.

The lower realm is rich in soil, and the upper realm is brilliant in the sky.

At this time, the frog at the bottom of the well has become the most suitable metaphor for monks. "

"So, the war... ensued."

"It's a battle between immortals and gods, a battle between the lower realm and the upper realm, and even more... a battle between the thick earth and the brilliant sky."

The captain spoke softly, and paused when he said this.

Xu Qing instinctively transmitted his divine thoughts.

"What about the ending?"

"In that battle, Xian won, but also lost." The captain murmured.

"The glorious sky fell, became a taboo and was sealed, the way of heaven was raised, and the rules were redefined. This is the performance of the immortal victory, but it was also at that time that the immortals from the lower realm knew a desperate truth.

The infinitely large Huangtian is just a great God Realm for a god.

And in this vast upper realm, there are many such great god realms... Huangtian is just the tip of the iceberg, and it is far from the strongest.

Here, indeed, belonged to the gods. "

Having said that, the captain turned his head and looked into Xu Qing's eyes.

"As for Li Zihua and Chimu, they... are all from Huangtian."

(End of this chapter)