The system runs away at the beginning, I regard the way of heaven as my father

Under the scarlet, two auras climbed crazily.

A strong wind arose from the ground, and the dust stirred up. Everyone could not help but lower their heads and squint their eyes.

Li Chuyi made a secret with one hand, and the power of the four images was absorbed into his body. The mysterious light of his body protected his body, the formation patterns flowed, and his red hair flew.

Opposite him, the fine bone scales on Jin Lin Jiwei's body were slowly turning into gold, which was extremely mysterious and evil.

In an instant, figures one large and one small shot out at the same time, colliding wildly.

In the sky and on the earth, wherever it goes, winds and clouds roll around, and metal and stone are broken into pieces.

Lieyangzi looked up at the sky and saw Li Chuyi going back and forth with the other party. He suddenly became energetic again and started chattering non-stop.

"Brother Li still has some strength, but his fighting method is not at all like a monk's. Let's ignore the golden scales for now. If I fight against him, he will do a few big fire hand seals first, and then a ten-mile red fire burning the sky, and then... …”

"Tsk, tsk, Li Chuyi, I almost didn't mean it."

On the side, the Burning Heaven Sect disciples all lowered their heads silently, as if they were ashamed to be in their company.

Huo Liuying rolled her eyes and said, "You go ahead."

Lieyangzi: "..."

High in the sky, the two figures separated once again.

"Brother Li, you should be regarded as an outstanding person. I have inherited the memory. In your ancient cultivation world, there are only a handful of people like you."

His golden-scaled eyes flashed, and his tone was full of appreciation.

On its body were knife marks, with red light flashing from time to time.

It continued: "Brother Li, although your level of Heavenly Murderous Aura is high, your cultivation is ultimately insufficient. However, I have golden scales to protect my body. This fight may take a long time."

"Thank you for the compliment." Li Chuyi nodded slowly. He felt that he had better stop being so vulgar. In contrast, he was a bit embarrassed.

At this time, the mysterious light of his body was also a little dim, and what troubled him the most was that the golden scales on the opponent's forehead were always pulling at his soul involuntarily, making him tired of dealing with it.

There's not much to say, this is a battle of life and death.

……

This demon-sealing ancient ruins does not distinguish between day and night, and the two sides have been fighting for who knows how long.

Even Lie Yangzi, the talkative one, felt dry for a while and fell silent, staring at the battlefield silently.

The battle is finally coming to an end.

On the ground, Li Chuyi knelt on one knee with a knife in his hand, his red hair disheveled, and all the clothes on his upper body exploded, leaving only hideous traces of blood.

At the same time, his eyes sunk, as if he was very tired. How long had this battle lasted, day and night? Or longer?

Anyway, he couldn't remember clearly, he was too tired.

Not far away from him, the Golden Scale Jiwei was also kneeling on the ground, and its body seemed to be even more miserable.

An unknown amount of the bone scales on its body had turned out and fallen off, and the long tail behind it was also broken off. The most shocking thing is that a crack appeared on the golden scales on its forehead.

"Brother Li, I'm afraid I'll win this battle. You've run out of mana, haven't you?"

Li Chuyi raised his head slightly, and countless silver and black scales surrounded him from all directions. Their rhombus eyes were cruel and cold, as if they wanted to eat him alive.

At this moment, all the monks who were awake were staring blankly at the red-haired figure, their eyes showing despair, completely helpless.

"It's over. I'm so talented, but I've been robbed like this. Is it because of jealousy? Hey, if I have the next life, I would rather be an ordinary person than be so outstanding."

"Who? Who threw stones at me? He's already on the verge of death, and he's been harmed by jealousy. I'll never come back to this world again."

Lieyangzi covered his head with his hands, his eyes full of grief and anger. After looking around for a week, no one paid attention to him.

In the battlefield.

Jinlin Jiwei raised his hand to signal the other Jiwei to step back.

"Brother Li, don't worry, I won't covet your body. Besides, out of respect, I will personally give you a ride."

"Haha, your legs are broken and your injuries are worse than mine. How can you send me away?"

Li Chuyi laughed, and he didn't mean to be sarcastic. The opponent was indeed very strong. He had already tried his best to fight to this point.

"Brother Li, take care of it then."

After Jin Lin finished speaking, his expression became solemn, and he began to sing in his mouth, his voice was mysterious, but it was like a devil whispering.

Suddenly, in this scarlet sky and earth, something seems to be aroused, which has the meaning of ancient vicissitudes.

All the monks raised their heads with a blank look in their eyes, while those who were humble but rarely knelt on the ground, their eyes full of fanaticism.

At this time, Jin Lin stopped singing, and a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes. It said slowly: "Brother Li, I would like to thank you. If you hadn't contained the murderous aura of heaven, I wouldn't be able to activate the origin of my ancestors at this time."

Thousands of meters high in the sky, the golden scales of the skull suddenly became dazzling, as if they came to life, and a ball of golden mist gathered on it.

Then it turned into a golden beam of light and fell, slightly covering the golden scales.

The severed limbs were restored, the knife marks on the body were repaired one by one, the remaining murderous aura was resolved, and the crack on the forehead also disappeared...

When the light beam disappeared, a figure that was much stronger than before appeared. It just stood there, making everyone in the audience breathless.

And the huge golden scale high in the sky also became completely dim.

The figure slowly walked up to Li Chuyi and said condescendingly: "Brother Li, what else do you have to say now?"

"I am like this, can I personally give you a ride?"

"I have nothing to say, you are really good." Li Chu held the straight knife and silently exerted force in his hand. A trace of pain flashed in his eyes from time to time, but he still stood up tremblingly.

He raised his heels as much as possible, but his height was still a big difference, which made him feel a little discouraged.

Seeing this scene, Jin Lin couldn't help but shake his head, and then moved his fingertips lightly.

There was a muffled sound from the ground, and then a stone platform rose up with a bang, lifting Li Chuyi to a position where he could look level with it.

"Hehe, thanks." Li Chu smiled happily, but this time he really meant it.

"Brother Li, you are very different. Do you still care about such a trivial matter in such a situation?"

"How do you say this? It's just subconscious anyway, don't worry about it." Li Chuyi thought for a while and then said, "Actually, you are quite good, but you also said that only one of us can get out alive."

"Pity."

"It's a pity." Li Chuyi followed, deeply agreeing.

"Brother Li, have a good trip."

After Jin Lin spoke, five golden lights drew out from his palms and shot towards Li Chuyi.

"Hey, it's really exciting now." Yuge shook his head helplessly.

In the field, all the cultivators lowered their heads, as if they couldn't bear to see this scene, and at the same time they were saddened by their fate.

Li Chuyi was blown hundreds of meters away by this blow, causing smoke and dust all over the ground. At this time, a giant turtle silhouette appeared on him, and then disappeared suddenly.

This is really his last bit of mana.

Jin Lin followed closely behind, thrust out a claw again, and roared: "Li Chuyi, you still don't accept your fate, what's the point of doing this?"

He was blown away again, blood gushing from his mouth. This time he used his body to bear it.

A long blood trail was seen on the ground. At the end of the blood trail, Li Chuyi seemed to have no breath at all.

But the next moment, countless thunders sounded in the void.

While everyone was shaking wildly, the figure in the distance slowly stood up, with a head full of extremely red hair.

Then he looked up to the sky and roared: "Accept your fate? I, Li Chuyi, do not accept this fate."