nyslfriends Chapter 761: Fall from Heaven
Chapter 761: Fall from Heaven
Chapter 761: Fall from Heaven
Looking at the three gods and demons standing behind Daozi, the emperors sighed almost at the same time.
The calamity has already deepened, and the gods and demons are fierce, and they are out to kill me with hatred.
Self-reflection, lies without understanding, but it is an act of foolishness.
Although the gods and demons are as strong as mountains and as brave as none, what makes the emperors feel more brilliant is the Taoist who stands alone and proudly in the tide of demons. He is like a Taoist who has been washed away by the passing water, but his original intention remains unchanged. He is as sharp as a blade tempered by wind and snow, and his obsession with demons is deep.
His eyebrows and eyes were gentle, making him seem like an ordinary person, but he seemed to have a kind of sharp and fierce brilliance that made the emperor dare not look down on him and made him feel uncomfortable.
A Saint, a Son of Heaven, a Taoist, a person... No wonder some people can refine gods and demons, no wonder some people can break through the front road, no wonder some people can hide from Zizai...
In the grand feast of destroying the heavens, the emperors had seen too many brilliant and talented people, but they could not find any one who could compare with the Daozi in front of them. Although he was not an emperor, he had the determination of an emperor and dared to fight for the throne with a murderous intention.
What a killer—all the clans were destroyed and the emperor smiled helplessly.
What a bright flower—the fallen flower princes nodded gently.
“Emperor Xingtian has great means and is good at holding on to the devil. He has trapped us here. This is really the calamity of us, the Great Free Emperors. If I only have the Way of Destruction, I am afraid it will be difficult to break out of the calamity. However, the Way of Destruction and the Way of Falling Flowers are all here, so you are not sure to win…” The true meaning of destruction appeared in the eyes of Emperor Nianbei. He understood his heart and saw his nature. He was not afraid of life and death and only sought freedom.
In the struggle, life and death are determined by oneself. Although the emperors were trapped here, and even suppressed by the Demon-Destroying Green Mirage, in order to prevent the arrangement of the Yuan Tu Golden Pillar from revealing any flaws, the Golden Jade Qilin had no way to invest more strength here. Even if there were Yuanshen combat power coming to help, they would be blocked by the emperor of Zhumai Ruochen.
In other words, now is the best opportunity to invite Emperor Xingtian to go to the underworld together and achieve freedom.
Emperor Luomei couldn't help but smile leisurely. The reason why the power of the Fallen Angel was so terrifying was not only because it was hard to guard against, but also because the emperors of all veins were clear-minded and had no fear of death.
If it is beneficial to the destruction of heaven and earth, the emperor can naturally be willing to die. Such a firm and resolute emperor's determination is worthy of being able to judge the compassionate and cruel people in heaven and earth and to convict them.
Even if the emperor is trapped, it does not necessarily lead to his death. The emperors of various clans are not mortals who cling to each other in the rain, nor are they stupid crabs that hinder each other in the bamboo basket. Since they have already achieved freedom, there is no dark light in their hearts.
In response to the emperor's heart-piercing question, Jiang Moshu simply smiled indifferently, with a calm gaze, like a stubborn stone that still had edges and corners in the tide of heaven and earth, or like a bright flower that bloomed without regrets in the rolling water.
Killing, fighting, and looting are the fights of life against life, the collision of wills, and the mutual attack of supernatural powers against supernatural powers. It is not something that is sure to be won, and there is no foolproof plan. He believes that he has shown his sincerity and has tried his best. If he can still help the emperors escape, it can only be blamed on the viciousness of the abyss and the bad fate.
The demonic tide entangled with brilliant light has become colorful, misty and vast, the emperors of various veins have taken their positions, and the demon chants have begun to drift slowly and continuously, as if the ruthlessness of destruction and the brightness of flowers are all presented by the true nature, free and unfettered.
"Destruction is inevitable. Once the spring and Autumn period are over, the sky will collapse and people will be dead..."
"Destroy one, and you will be punished. If you destroy one, you will be punished. The earth, water, fire and wind will be refined into the furnace..."
"Destroy a line, kill, live up to the killing with true ease, kill and scatter all the people in the world..."
"Destroyed together, in the family, life and death, disillusionment is like morning dew, the family can't keep the thoughts..."
The four emperors of destruction spoke indifferently, there are many hardships on the road to death, there is no mercy in killing, the hatred is cold, and the road ahead is invisible. Even the various magic magics are difficult to operate, but the four paths of destruction are entangled and presented, and there is also the fun of overlapping waves, which is reflected in the surroundings.
In the devil's tide, it seemed as if a blade of destruction appeared, emitting a hazy light. The heaven and earth, wind, clouds, water, fire, sentient and non-sentient beings, birds, beasts, fish, insects... all were under the blade and all became meat.
If the emperor is displeased, all must be killed. Only if the emperor is favored will the original sin be pardoned.
"The fallen bamboo laughs at the world's emptiness, the green bamboo falls thousands of degrees, no one follows it, it drifts freely..."
"The lotus fell, and I saw the passing water in my loneliness. There were so many tears in the middle of the catastrophe, but in the end, the eyes were filled with lotus snow, and I returned with the bright moon..."
"I have fallen into the water fairyland, the clouds have ended and the moon is like a refining, the heaven and earth are hard to be round, I see the waves of disasters rising up, a little regret, a light wind, and finally no words..."
"The fallen peaches are like snow, the spring is floating, and people's hearts are gloomy. It's a pity that the beauty of the stream flows with the water, trampling on the jade into autumn, and the deep love does not live long..."
"Flowers and thorns fall, but I am already crazy about expressing my hatred. I hurt others and myself, but I am still indifferent to the world. The mist and the crescent moon know. Spring and autumn come to look for lovers, and the leaves fall and branches grow again..."
"I have fallen in love with lilies, and have experienced many storms in the world. Coming and going are normal. I am free in my life. I have no place to stay and no interest in my heart. I am buried in the sound of falling white..."
"When the orchid is here, it's like waking up from a dream. I look at all living things indifferently. With this in mind, I deal with the falling flowers. I use the withering and flourishing as a metaphor for birth and death. I am free and have nothing to fear..."
The seven Fallen Flower Princes join forces to create magic. Even if the flowers are not fully formed, they can still wither and die together. It is a wonderful thing to be buried with the flowers. Please invite the peerless Taoist in front of you to enjoy and participate with you.
In an instant, they were either elegant, or graceful, or gorgeous, or colorful... The fallen petals seemed to be drifting in the wind, as if carried away by the flowing water, floating gently towards the Taoist and the gods and demons, unobstructed and extremely gentle.
Jiang Moshu sighed softly and nodded calmly. A bright pearl appeared in his palm, shaped like a transparent round egg, but there seemed to be black and white energy entangled with each other, changing and flowing in it.
There was a hint of mockery in the eyes of the three gods and demons.
"In a fight, it is best to use the strong to suppress the weak, and it is best to go all out. That's right, I never skimp on this.
The emperors have generously used all their skills to fight, and I don't want to create any unnecessary changes. This kind of unity of mind is really interesting."
Jiang Moshu's eyes were calm and peaceful, like a bottomless abyss, deep and boundless, "This treasure is called Guihua Shenyin, I present it to this feast, please eat and drink well, all the emperors!"
Just like the shattering of colored glass, or the collision of ice and jade, the bright pearl turned into tiny crystal points and broke in Daozi's palm.
In an instant, the endless yin and yang energy transformed into the two-pole wonder image and exploded with a loud bang, like thousands of white lights and black air bursting and splashing, rising up gracefully, and setting off a huge vortex in the devil tide, misty and vast.
Even though the emperors of each clan had great freedom, they still felt a little insignificant and powerless.
No matter it was the demon leader or his followers, once they were swept by the Yin and Yang energy, their true forms suddenly became unstable, just like a mortal being blown by the Nine Heavens Strong Wind, and their forms and souls would be destroyed in an instant.
Even the magic of the Emperor of All Veins is gradually becoming unstable. No matter how it changes, no matter how it is born and destroyed, in the rolling yin and yang energy, it is all dissected by the nature of the two yin and yang.
Daozi stood before the three gods and demons, his brows were calm, and he smiled gently, "Emperor Nianbei once guessed that I also have a trump card in hand, and he really guessed it accurately. This naturalized divine sound is my trump card. Although it can only be used once, it is not a loss to invite two emperors to witness freedom together." Billions of demons and all kinds of magic seemed to be caught in a terrifying storm and kept collapsing.
There seemed to be a hint of relief in Daozi's eyes. He was firm and resolute, without mercy. He was determined to do whatever it takes in a fight. He was a disloyal person who was willing to kill himself. The massive killing was proof that the emperor would not save him.
Qilin Tian has the honor of meeting the emperors of all clans, so, please die!
boom!
However, within a few breaths, the nature of Yin and Yang had already ruthlessly swept through every corner of the demonic tide. There was no thunderous explosion, nor violent lightning and fire, only countless Yin fish and Yang fish interacting with each other, leisurely sweeping through all the places where the demonic energy was, as if it was endless.
When the tide rises it's like a sky full of snow and wind, and when it's wonderful it's filled with murderous intent.
No matter whether it was the path of destruction or the path of falling flowers, the emperors of all clans smiled faintly. The murderous nature was sincerely displayed here, which was enough to cause the emperor to die and also enough to move him.
In front of the eyes, Emperor Xingtian stands before all the gods and demons, looking leisurely and amused, as if a lazy Taoist sees the weary green mountains.
What a righteous man, what a lazy person!
It is so bright and beautiful that it makes people feel emotional! I have never seen it in the heavens, but I saw it in the Qilin Heaven. It is a joy to compete with it in the calamity!
After a long time, only a bright light remained in the demonic tide. No matter the emperors of various clans or the countless demon followers, there was no trace of them at all, just like the flowers in spring and autumn, which eventually withered with the rotation of the sun and the moon.
Daozi looked at the empty sea of light and magic tide, seemingly thinking about something.
"I have fought against the Blue Pu Demon Saint, witnessed the might of the Absolute Demon Saint, fought to the death with the Demon Sect's Sad Butterfly, and witnessed the mystery of the strongest and free emperor of Qilin Heaven. Even the naturalized divine sound has the power to cleanse life, and when it explodes, it is unparalleled. However, with the sincerity of the two other emperors, I am afraid that the two wonderful emperors can also save their lives."
Jiang Moshu looked around coldly at the boundless space in front of him, and said in a loud voice, "My sword path is the path of traps, and my path is to kill everyone. There is no way I can sense it wrongly. The two emperors, why don't you be decent?"
The murderous intent is boiling, and it is difficult for those trapped to escape. Jiang Moshu chose the path of traps from the beginning of his practice, just to cut the grass and root it out during the robbery, and never leave any trace of trouble.
There is no regret in killing, there is no retreat in killing, and he is most trapped in the Tao. He wanders in the world and fights for victory in the abyss of calamity. Every step he takes and every sword he strikes out is embodied with such original intention, which he will never change or abandon.
Trapping others and yourself, in a disaster, only one person can escape, and only the winner can survive, without any exceptions.
"Yes, what a great Emperor Xingtian is. He is indeed a bright flower on the Shura Road, untainted and unstained, shining alone! We are not afraid of death, but if we can bring this greatest lie of the world out of here, it will be more advantageous to win the battle in the abyss.
Since you have seen through me, it would be interesting to have a fight instead!"
The Fallen Plum Blossom Emperor appeared quietly in the sea of light, his elegance and beauty not diminished in the slightest, as if he had it all planned out, "If you are reluctant to let go of this Demon-Breaking Green Mirage, then don't let it go, but I absolutely don't believe that you can still produce the Naturalization Divine Sound.
There can’t possibly be too many of those Saint-killing things in the world.”
Having said that, there was deep regret in the eyes of Emperor Luomei. It was true that the seven veins of Emperor Luohua joined forces to resist the impact of the yin and yang nature, and even risked their own freedom, and only then did she manage to hold on until the sound of naturalization dissipated. Even so, she was reincarnated for a spring and autumn, and her plum body was nearly half withered.
It’s really awesome!
However, there must be only one such treasure. Otherwise, there would be no need to go to so much trouble to set traps for Yuan Tu Jinzhu to lure more emperors.
Although they were suppressed by the Demon-Destroying Green Mirage and severely injured by the Naturalized Divine Sound, the two Supreme Emperors were not without the power to fight against Daozi and the gods and demons.
Even more so, the two Zhimiao Emperors could work together and just drag Emperor Xingtian's body into death.
Roar!
The voice of the ferocious lion has resounded throughout the demonic tide. It has a fearless nature and a fierce power that can terrify all sentient beings.
Jiang Moshu's eyebrows slightly frowned, and the three soul-slaying gods and demons behind him also aroused their fighting spirit. They were so fierce and powerful that their murderous intent was already rising into the sky.
Although he had already glimpsed a clue before, the emperor's final display of his supreme saintliness still frightened De Daozi. Being able to be suppressed by the Demon-Breaking Green Mirage and to be cleansed by the naturalized divine sound at the cost of the emperor's body, the "Nian Bei" emperor is worthy of being the supreme emperor and is indeed extraordinary.
"When Nian Ci left, Nian Bei came. When Nian Bei passed away, a lion's roar was given. Let me guess, was it the Nianshi Emperor, or the Nianwu Fearless Emperor?" Daozi smiled, looked at the Emperor with a fierce look in his eyes, and spoke calmly.
The fierce murderous aura of gods and demons has swept up, and even Jiang Moshu's eyes have become icy cold, like the sun and the moon in the sky, and like the underworld.
How could everything be smooth sailing if two emperors of various sects were to be defeated… The struggle of the two most wonderful emperors was the greatest obstacle to the catastrophe.
Just like the collision of water and fire, just like the violent collision of yin and yang, it is bound to erupt into extreme killing. Even if he has the ability to convert divine sound into natural sound to annihilate the emperors of various lineages, the emperors of various lineages will realize their true nature and will not regret taking the place of Emperor Zhimiao for his demise.
Fortunately, the Demon-Destroying Green Mirage can still suppress the Emperor's magic power, and has already gained some chances of winning in the struggle.
"Emperor Xingtian has a really good eye. He actually saw through my Emperor Miaozhen at a glance. I have to say that among the many people like Ying Daozi in Qilin Heaven, you and the Corpse Ghost are the most suitable for my way of destruction.
I am here to fight with Emperor Xingtian for the sake of Emperor Wuwei."
There was a blazing flame on the emperor's demonic body, and he had four arms, as if he was filled with fearlessness. However, once the flames penetrated three feet out of the demonic body, they would suddenly disappear in the sea of light and demonic tide, as if he was being firmly suppressed by something.
The two most wonderful princes looked at each other and saw the brightness and freedom in each other's eyes.
Even though the current situation of the robbery is a little unfavorable, but if Zhimiao joins forces, there will be infinite possibilities. What's more, the emperor is known to be free, and everyone is the essence of the world. Zhimiao Emperor is even more persistent and temperamental, and is the most outstanding among the emperors.
All calamities can be overcome, and spring will come every year.
Then I will kill and cut off my attachments. I will act without regrets and will also be free in the devil's heaven.
Opposite the two most wonderful emperors, the huge axe of the bright moon was already raised high, and the headless god and demon roared ferociously towards the sky, like the angry King of Light, like a fierce warrior, like a ruthless person who had broken the sky, and like a deep demon.
Wow!
The sound of raging waves rises with the waves, like a floating cloud that can be driven, like the vast ocean turned into dust, looking down on the Son of Heaven, with a fierce force coming naturally. The snake-like god and demon step on the raging waves, as if with infinite power, just enough to shake the heaven and the earth, and turn it upside down.
Hou Yi put his fists together, and the body of the god and demon, which was a hundred feet tall, rushed forward brazenly. His domineering and powerful appearance was enough to slay demons and monsters.
Jiang Moshu nodded slightly, and the two blue and purple snakes fell into his palms. The sound of clanging suddenly arose, like iron horses on an icy river, or like ice and jade hitting each other.
Come to fight and kill! Come to destroy! Come to fight to the death!
(End of this chapter)