v4 Chapter 128： Power of heaven

Not long after Li Yan and Master Feihong had a drink, the monk monks set up the altar. Unlike Taiyuan City, the Mystery Altar didn't have much place to decorate originally, it had all the meaning of simplicity.

At the moment of sacrifice, Li Yan stood up and patted the dust. Under the attention of the monks and Buddhist monks, he stepped up the stone steps of the nine-story altar and walked to the uppermost level under the banner of the puppets, which were displayed in the wind.

Yang Tingge has already waited here. As an old monk among the demons, he has a lot of knowledge. This time, Li Zhi sacrificed to heaven, and many details should be guided by the other party. On the altar behind Yang Pavilion, there are neatly arranged sacrificial supplies.

"Old Yang, there is work." Li Yan arched his hand.

"This is an old honor." Yang Tingge responded.

Following the steps taught by Yang Tingge, Li Wei came to the table and marched first.

The altar was tall and towering, and the top half was covered with dense fog. The monks of the tribe looked up in front of the altar, and they felt a lot of awe in their hearts.

If you have a feeling, "I do n’t know how many big and small sacrifices I have participated in, but there are also some cases of sacrifices to the heavens. Is there anything different about Li Zhi here this time?"

The red child glanced at him, his lips scornful, and his short-sighted dislike, "What else do you want? Let Tiandao use a thunder array to hack you?"

Yoda-chan has long been accustomed to the poisonous tongue of the red child, and immediately yelled at him: "If the heavens have the mood to take care of our little fish and shrimp, the first one will accept you-who makes you so annoying as a young man? "

The red baby snorted, raising his chin proudly: "The weak need only be liked, and the strong need only be in awe!"

Yoda stroked his forehead with a hand, and saw the tragedy on earth. "The education of the old cow family is really rough!"

There was a sudden change in the gap between the two of them.

After Li Zhi finished entering the incense, the dense fog shrouded the sky. Suddenly the wind and clouds surged, which originally covered the fog of the day, and madly spread to both sides.

Because the mist was surging too fast, and the movement was strangely large, the sky curtain seemed to be torn from the middle by a pair of giant hands, and it was like the towering giant ship breaking the wind and breaking the thick mist.

The wind in the mystery is violent, flags are flying, and people are unstable.

As the dense fog spread to the sides, a central area cast an extremely bright red light, shining on the altar. It's not just the altar, the whole middle of the mountain is shrouded in red light that is tens of feet wide.

On the altar, Li Zhiyi danced with all his hair. In the sound of hunting and overwhelming sound, he seemed to be blown away at any time. Against the background of the red light, his body looked a little weird and even looked terrible.

Yang Tingge, who was assisting at the side, screamed, "His Royal Highness King, Tomahawk!"

Li Yi heard the sound, and flung the big sleeve, and a simple and thick bronze tomahawk flew out.

This tomahawk is made up of parts from the ruins. Before that, Li Zhi used him to split the gate of the dense fog forest. At that time, Li Zhi felt the extraordinary majestic strength from the tomahawk, knowing that it must After use, sure enough.

After the tomahawk flew out, it suddenly burst into full bloom, standing in midair, seeming to have some connection with the red light, and kept trembling. With Weng Ming, the Tomahawk suddenly exploded, turned to zero, and turned into the shape of the previous fragment.

The pieces of the tomahawk blasted down, fell around Li Yan, and quickly set into grooves on different positions on the altar.

At that time, the ground of the altar lighted up, and a line of bronze light appeared, as if someone had a stylus gold hook, drawing a picture.

Li Ye watched calmly, Yang Tingge was excited, and in the exclamation of some monks in front of the altar, a formation chart quickly took shape at Li Ye's feet.

At this moment, Li Zhi ’s spirit seemed to be shocked by the flood, and he suddenly felt a vast force, rising from the formation under his feet, falling from the red light of the sky, and sweeping in all directions. come.

This huge force is like a tide in the sky, and Li Zhi is just a small tree by the sea. Where can it stand the opponent's slapping?

Li Yan soon stabbed all over, dizzy, unconscious, even difficult to stand firm, and there was blood in his seven tricks.

In a timely manner, Yang Tingge shouted, "His Royal Highness King An, blood sacrifices to heaven!"

Hearing the other party's shout, Li Min frowned, forcibly stabilized his mind, and at the same time took out Lu Jian, and his left palm flashed like lightning. When the blood overflowed, Li Zhi urged Aura to wrap the blood and spill it into the altar in front of him.

Blood spilled onto the altar, and it did not flow along the table, but quickly submerged into it.

Li Yan was also refreshed, and a strong white light flashed in front of him.

When Li Yan regained his vision again, he found that "self" is still on the altar, but it is not an altar on the mountain, but an altar in a magnificent city. Behind "He", there are countless subjects who bowed down and worshiped, and they could hardly see the end.

...

Taiyuan City.

Chu Nanhuai, who had been staring at the altar on the altar, suddenly his eyelids jumped. He blinked and stared at the eastern sky. He blinked in his eyes without eyes, and couldn't restrain the excitement and beard. Trembling said: "Here it is! The time has come! The kid Li Li has begun to worship!"

Then he laughed a few times and looked at Li Xian with great satisfaction: "The old man said that Li Zhi's kid must be able to control the secret altar, even Master Feihong can't stop him, haha!"

Li Xian didn't hesitate. Hearing the other person's words, seeing the other person look like this, but also cried and laughed, Chu Nanhuai was so proud that Li Yan was his son, and Li Xian was just an outsider.

"This kid is so capable?" Li Xian was silent. This question left him a little dazed. He really wanted to ask: When did my son become so powerful? I don't seem to be so capable ...

Chu Nanhuai turned around, disregarding Li Xian in the bun, waving his long sleeves, and yelled, "The ceremony of heavenly sacrifice, start!"

It didn't take long for Chu Nanhuai's voice to fall, and the sound of ritual music rang.

Compared with the simple sacrifice in the mysterious realm, the sacrifice of Taiyuan City is much more complicated in terms of scenes and etiquette. This is a ceremonial ceremony attended by 10,000 people.

Chu Nanhuai came to the altar, performed a series of ceremonies, took out a roll of sacrifice, and began to recite.

...

Master Feihong was still sitting on the rocks and drinking, not like everyone else, looking up at the scene of Li Xun's sacrifice to heaven, which made her back look a bit lonely, and also some lonely self-appreciated sadness.

However, at this moment she is still struggling to maintain her indifference. Although she was very clear, when she lost her inner support and became a superficial look, she was doomed to not last long.

Nangong sat on the ground with his first sword and stared at the altar. Unlike the excitement and excitement of the monks, in addition to these emotions in his eyes, there was a lonely and upset trace that could not be masked.

I don't know when, he sighed long and long, sullen in mood, slightly downcast, and a little downcast.

"So good, what sigh do you sigh?" Yodda glanced at him. "Don't you think of going up to the altar to replace Li Zhi's position?"

Nangong first oblique Yoda. But unlike in the past, he didn't quarrel with each other this time, and even I didn't keep your unhappy look for long, and then looked back.

Such a reaction was beyond Yoda's expectation. If he could not detect the loneliness and sadness of Nangong's first, he would not be one of the six elder sons of the monster family, which made him very surprised.

In his impression, Nangong was very proud, but not so embarrassing.

But it was impossible for Yoda to whisper softly. He sneered: "Looking at you looks like death, would you like me to help you and give you a knife?"

Nangong stared back at Yodak fiercely for the first time. In the past, if he looked like this, he would almost have to open his sleeves and run dry, but now he does n’t have it. Is it also the reincarnation of another fairy? "

Yodah unexpectedly said, "Where does this come from?"

Nangong No. 1 red-eyed and fiercely said, "If not, how could his strength improve so fast?"

Yoda suddenly realized that Nangong was sad and lonely at first. It turned out that she was in doubt because of her incompetence.

It's no wonder that Nangong's first day was extraordinary, especially he had a deep understanding of one of the swords and created his own three swords. Before he met Li Yan, he had no opponents and was extremely arrogant.

After returning to the secret realm, his strength was poor, and before he showed much, he became a captive of the Buddhist monk. Had it not been for Li Yan and others to grasp the battle situation, his life would have been lost.

This is the first to Nangong who has never been defeated, which is undoubtedly a fatal blow.

Yoda said sarcastically to Nan Gong firstly, "No wonder you look like you are about to die. It turns out you are jealous."

Nangong No. 1 was furious, jumping up like a cat stepping on his tail. "What do you say? I am Nangong No. 1 and would be jealous of others?"

Yoda sniffed: "Isn't it?"

"I'm so angry! Let's do it!"

"I'm afraid you won't succeed?"

Both men showed their blades and were ready to start fighting.

Nangong, who was originally lonely and upset, was so troubled by Yodah, that he has been separated from the sad state of Tang.

...

What Li Yan saw was the sacrifice scene of Taiyuan City. Every move of Chu Nanhuai in front of the altar was clear.

What he didn't see was that as his eyes fell on the altar of Taiyuan City, Chu Nanhuai began to perform the ritual ceremony, and a pair of huge eyes suddenly appeared in the blue sky outside Taiyuan City.

Two red lights emerged from the eyes and were cast directly on the altar of Taiyuan City.

At this moment, Li Zhi clearly felt that a certain connection had been established between the secret realm and Taiyuan City.

When this connection was established, his discomfort completely disappeared. Above the matrix, the supreme power within the red light still exists and surrounds him, but his body is no longer stinging and his spirit is no longer oppressed.

Not only that, but Li Zhi now feels like a spring breeze.

If he had previously felt the power of the world's destruction and destruction, then what he clearly felt at this moment was the power of spring wind and rain, the warmth of all things growing.

This power made him indescribably comfortable, mentally pleasing, full of power, and an urge to sing loudly and dance with his sword.

However, without waiting for Li to realize this power, in the sky of mystery, at the source of red light, a sound of vicissitudes from the ancient floods and experiencing 10,000 years of time and space, came like a thunderous sound, showing majesty.

"The way of the world, yin and yang meet. There is yin and yang, so there is life and death; there is life and death, so the world lasts."

"The flowing water is not rotten, and the household hub is not stingy. Yin and Yang change, and change creates the world. Everything can die, and Yin and Yang are immortal."

"The so-called avenue is based on yin and yang. The power of the avenue can create everything and destroy everything. Life and death are yin and yang."

"Li Yan, are you ready to take on the power of heaven?"