Chapter 2235

Tongtian Tower!

Kill the sky straight, the great shore is immortal.

"This is the highest masterpiece of alchemy civilization."

"It is known as the tower of civilization, carrying the ambition against heaven."

"In fact, Lingtai temple is also one of the buildings, which is specially used to collect books."

The master of Lingtai temple looks at the traces on the high tower, which come from various heritages and are linked with each other. He is united as one, just for the sake of adversity.

Qin Li saw a golden rattan winding around the tower. It was inconceivable that it could wind around the continent.

He is so attached to the tower, spiral around, showing endless power.

"Here we go!"

The master of Lingtai Temple suddenly said:

"Eternal night is coming soon, and the second era will be destroyed."

Qin Li was surprised to see that in the far distance, darkness came, engulfing all things, silent creatures, like a winter of destruction.

At this time, it was noon, and there were seven suns in the sky. Unfortunately, under the erosion of darkness, the stars fell, the sun and the moon were dim, and they entered the night ahead of time.

The speed of darkness spreading is too fast, which is mixed with the power of returning to ruins. Once it is shrouded, even the Yang God will be decayed and destroyed.

As for other mortals, they turned into white bones and smashed into dregs.

"It's dark!"

"We lost the game."

The master of Lingtai Temple sighed with endless sadness in his eyes.

Qin Li was silent, watching Xi Xi turn into a child, hundreds of millions of rivers and mountains in the night, which was a kind of unspeakable shock.

The future predicted by chaos is just a silhouette, and the destruction we are experiencing now is beyond imagination, as if we are on the scene. The body of immortal tools trembles instinctively and emits immortal light to resist the erosion of darkness.

"The way of heaven!"

A roar breaks the world.

On the sky tower, the calabash vine glows.

Like an oil lamp in the night, the last light, the last hope.

"Shinto civilization is endless and will never die here!" ShenTeng is like a dragon, on which stands a peerless God.

If you look carefully, it's Li Ping'an, who is just more powerful. He is holding a brilliant gun and fighting with blood. The armor is broken, but he still doesn't give up. He radiates light and wants to turn the tide.

"He's the rattan master!"

"The spirit of cucurbit vine!"

"And the highest of the second era."

The master of Lingtai Temple sighed helplessly as he watched the master struggle.

Qin Li understood that this was the first life of Li Ping'an, a great existence.

What a pity!

a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

In the dark, everything goes to the ruins.

Even the rattan master was destroyed, annihilated and dissipated.

final!

The tower of heaven fell.

The sound is loud and the night is sad.

The highest masterpiece of Shinto civilization disappeared.

Its fall symbolizes the destruction of the second era and the disappearance of the past.

Among the remains of the tower, there is still a Taoist temple, which is the product of the blessing of the gods. It is immortal. It was buried in the dark and survived the long night until the birth of the founding world.

besides.

ShenTeng finally ran away.

There is also a green lotus in the immortal Kingdom, which escapes into nothingness.

Obviously, the emperor of heaven also participated in the second era, but he failed again.

"How, do you realize anything? Do you want me to play it again?" The master of Lingtai temple asked.

"No!"

Qin Li shook his head.

He has found the way forward.

And this kind of tragedy, he really does not want to see a second time.

"Thank you for your advice. I have gained a lot." Qin Li was grateful and ready to say goodbye and return to Qianyuan.

"Qin Li."

Lingtai Temple calls.

On the jade face, with a little tangled.

"Guanzhu, what's the matter?" Qin Li had doubts in his eyes.

He noticed that today's master of Lingtai temple was somewhat different. He seemed to have something on his mind. He wanted to talk and stop.

"If the master has something to do, it's OK to say so." Qin Li said with a smile.

The master of Lingtai Temple vomited his turbid breath: "can you not go against heaven?"

"Why?"

Qin Li was stunned and asked.

Lingtai Temple refers to the second era of zhiguixu

"The two major eras are doomed, and the third era is doomed."

"It's better for you to give up early and build an ark, just like Lingtai temple and Wugong Mountain, and escape to nothingness with your family and friends."

"By then, we'll be able to drink and have fun in the fourth era."

Qin Li smiles.

"Thank you for your concern."

"In fact, I have a friend who advises me like you do."

The master of Lingtai temple's eyes lit up and asked, "what do you think?"

Qin Li said: "the more I was advised to surrender, the more I refused. There was a flame in my heart, which was burning more and more vigorously. I vowed to succeed against heaven and create the great cause of the three eras."

The proposal of the leader of Lingtai temple is very good, but Qin Li has no way out, because chaos has seen the ending 800 million times, which is all destruction, including the three immortal roots and the celestial immortal ship, which may include Lingtai temple and martial arts.

Inexplicably, he thought of his hometown saying.

not to do anything more than three times!

Maybe there is no fourth era.

In a word, this destruction will be far better than before.

"You are stubborn!" The master of Lingtai Temple smiles.

Like a moment in full bloom, immortal face, a smile, flowers no color.

Qin Li smiles in return.

Then.

A few more words.

Qin Li left, meaning to return.

Lingtai Temple master's face suddenly cooled down.

Eyes with a trace of sadness, slightly sigh, how helpless.

"Guanzhu, what does Qin Li say?" Dizang enters the firewood building. Ask carefully.

"I can't persuade him to go against the weather." The master of Lingtai temple looks at the endless darkness, as if he wants to integrate into it.

……

Now!

Qin Li returned to Qianyuan.

It's as usual. It's all right.

"It feels like you've had a sleep, and your breath has changed a lot."

Chaos is very sharp, clearly aware of Qin Li's strength, more and more ferocious.

"I have found an opportunity to travel outside the world, to talk about the past with my old friends, and to explore Kendo by the way." Qin Li said slowly.

"What opportunity?"

I'm curious to ask.

Qin Li did not answer, but grasped the scabbard of chaos.

Even if there is no sword in his hand, he can push a sword to break the law, showing a kind of annihilation power of the end of the era.

Although it hasn't yet been fully condensed, it's true that one sword can break all kinds of methods.

But!

It has begun to take shape.

Can go deep into the core of chaos.

It's like a big hand of returning to the market, pushing the main road.

If Qin Li wants to touch chaos chicken successfully, he can crush it at any time and destroy chaos's immortal body.

"No!"

"Son of a bitch, stop it

Chaos screamed with fright and the scabbard trembled.

"Damn it! You've made great progress. You've suddenly realized that one sword can break ten thousand methods. "

Qin Li accepted the means, shook his head and said, "it's just pseudo fairy art, but I've found a way to write the strongest Fairy Art soon."

Say it!

Open your hands.

A Kendo Rune emerges.

Innate meaning, interwoven with hundreds of millions of sword marks.

It seems complicated, but in fact, after layers of superposition, it's just a sword.

It took Qin Li several decades to learn countless sword techniques and finally recovered.

Only Qin Li could understand the chaos of runes. At one time, he always thought that this was the way to break the law with one sword, but later he realized that it was only a fake sword.

of course.

Efforts are not in vain.

Because if the supernatural power did not sacrifice, Qin Li would not accept all rivers.

Now, he not only found the way of the true fairy art, but also could gather it again even if he sacrificed it.

He has gone from "can use" to "can make".

He can even transplant runes to his children.

In this way.

A fake sword can break all kinds of methods.

It's the Qin family's blood power.

His children and grandchildren can wake up from their blood.

"Swallow this Kendo Rune and help me melt the Taichu immortal sword."

As soon as chaos sucked, he ate the congenital Kendo Rune and said, "it's not difficult, but the time of Taichu's birth will be delayed."

Qin Li nodded.

Boom!

Suddenly I heard a dull noise.

The power of the immortal is vast, and there are eight wastelands and six harmonies.

"After half a year's closure, are they finally going to exit?"

Qin Li looks out of the window.

In the distance.

There are nine colors in the sky.

All things submit, and the sound of nature resounds.

An immortal tree stands up, the power of lifting the sky and the power of covering the earth.

It is obvious that the magic of flat peach is back to its peak, and it has gone beyond matter and turned into a virtual phase interwoven with countless immortal traces, which is the final embodiment of the fairy way.

The gourd God rattan flies out, golden, dragon rattan nine days, also completely get rid of the body, into a Shinto, carrying a great ideal.

There is no change in the green lotus of the immortal kingdom. It is lonely and independent, blooming leisurely and without branches. It is like a spectator, witnessing the rise and fall of the universe. It naturally reveals a kind of high cold and does not flow with the secular world.