Chapter 2229 Seeing Chaos
Sword Wall!
Towering three thousand feet high.
As smooth as jade, it never ages.
Standing straight ahead, unmoved regardless of wind and rain.
"Saint Emperor, we will start the formation. Please wait for a moment." Gentleman Sword apologized and took out the formation pass token.
This was a rusty, pitted divine gold token, extremely broken. Even if it was thrown on the road, no one would recognize it. It was once a piece of sun god gold, which showed how old it was.
"Don't worry!"
Qin Li sat in front of the sword wall.
He was very interested in this thing.
According to Gentleman Sword, this was a sword library.
So he probed his mind, went deep into the sword wall, and came to a sword world.
"What a big place, so many sword intentions!" Qin Li looked around and found that he was in a vast world.
The sky is high and the sea is vast, the sun, the moon, the stars, the grass, the flowers, are not real, but the product of the condensation of the sword intent. These are the essences left by the sword kings, sword saints and sword emperors of all generations in the world of sword cultivation. Every blade of grass and every tree is a sword technique.
"The Sword of the Wind Cutting Grass!"
Qin Li suddenly felt a breeze coming.
This is actually a sword technique, created by the sword king, which is really extraordinary.
"It is powerful, but also has loopholes." Qin Li condensed the sword intent and turned it into a Taichu Immortal Sword, tearing the breeze.
Suddenly!
All the ten directions were shocked.
The mountains and rivers trembled, and the grass and trees broke.
All of them were afraid of the sword intent bred by Qin Li.
Because this is the prototype of breaking all the laws with one sword, the simplest sword way, the ultimate killing.
"This is my chance. If I can break all the sword techniques, maybe I can achieve breaking all the laws with one sword." Qin Li felt something in his heart.
The "Twelve Swords of Vertical and Horizontal" of the year was compressed and melted several times, and now only three swords are left. The big circle is missing, tracing back to the source, the fountain of creation.
If you go one step further, you can forge a fairy art.
"Break all the laws, and you will get the strongest sword!"
Qin Li's eyes were sharp.
In the breath, he poured out infinite sword intent.
Soaring into the sky, he slashed the nine clouds and swept across the eight wastelands and six directions.
In the sword wall, countless sword intents were afraid and scattered away. There were also peerless sword intents who came to challenge and a war broke out.
Qin Li was in the mood to fight.
"Holy Emperor!"
Junzi Sword called out.
Qin Li woke up: "Is the formation open?"
The twenty-three sword saints all smiled awkwardly and said embarrassedly:
"It's been a long time, the formation has rusted a piece, and the door is blocked. We need a few days to clear it, otherwise we can't get in."
Qin Li nodded:
"It's okay, I have plenty of time!"
After that, he plunged into the sword wall and continued to fight with thousands of sword intents.
Qin Li did not use his power to suppress others, but only used skills to find loopholes in the opponent's swordsmanship, wait for the opportunity, and kill with one blow.
If the second sword was used, it would be Qin Li's failure.
After all, one sword can break all methods, not two swords, so you must strictly demand yourself.
In the history of the sword cultivation world, there have been forty-one sword emperors, all of whom are the strongest sword cultivators of various eras. The sword intent left behind hangs high in the sky and turns into a big star. This is Qin Li's biggest challenge.
Trying to break all kinds of methods with one sword is destined to be a long road. Even Qin Li has to exhaust his energy and calculate the sword method.
But this is a kind of growth. Every time you shoot down a sword intent, you can absorb the strengths.
"Got it!"
After Qin Li fought tens of thousands of games.
With a thought, he found the feeling he had before.
When he obtained the innate magical power, he didn't know how to cherish it and chose to sacrifice.
Now, after all the hardships, he finally caught a trace of feeling, like a key that can open the door to the sword hall and see the highest fantasy.
"Holy Emperor!"
Gentleman Sword called again:
"It took ten days, and we finally opened the formation."
Qin Li was stunned. He practiced for a long time. He didn't expect that after ten days, he had a huge harvest, but he still didn't break the sword wall.
Let's repair the Taichu Immortal Sword first, and then continue to come here to comprehend.
"Is this the Twelve Patrol Immortal Mountains!"
Qin Li looked up.
There was a high mountain in front of him.
It was thousands of feet high, bare and gray.
From a distance, it looked like a giant sword, piercing the earth.
There were twelve secondary peaks next to it, thousands of feet high and much shorter. The palaces on them had collapsed long ago. They must be the residences of the twelve zodiac signs.
"Let's go!"
Qin Li set off and flew away.
The twenty-three saints followed behind, unfamiliar with this place.
Soon, before they arrived at the Chaos Peak, there was a deep cave.
After entering.
I immediately felt a sense of oppression.
The deeper I went, the more obvious it was, and there was a faint sense of chaos.
The atmosphere was a bit depressing, and everyone was silent, and only the sound of footsteps could be heard.
"Listen."
Qin Li suddenly said.
"What?" Gentleman Sword was a little confused.
With his cultivation, he still didn't hear anything.
But if you go deeper, you can hear the ancient ancient folk tune.
"Before the beginning of chaos, the world was in chaos, and no one could see it. Since the tree fell, the clear and the turbid were distinguished, and all things decayed and the world fell."
"The peerless sword in the ancient times, the gods and immortals in the ancient and recent times, it's a pity that you wasted your time and rose against the will of heaven, but in the end you got nothing!"
Hearing this!
Qin Li narrowed his eyes.
Gentleman Sword turned even paler:
"Who is singing, what a big tone!"
Who else could it be? It must be Chaos, who has experienced several great eras and lived to this day.
"Let's go!"
Qin Li became more and more curious.
Speed up the pace and reach the end.
After passing through the cave tunnel, we arrived at the heart of the mountain.
His vision suddenly opened up, and he also saw an immortal cage.
The railings stand tall and tall, all made of divine gold and carved with fairy patterns. However, they have become rusty over time.
Chaos filled the cage, and a figure could be seen vaguely, leaning on the mountain wall, seeming to be painting, and singing:
"Fortunately, the great road has a backhand, and it can cross the world's boats to the other side. But what has a beginning must have an end, and you are struggling in vain!"
Qin Li frowned.
He cupped his hands and asked:
"May I ask if you are Senior Chaos?"
"That's right!"
Chaos comes out of the fog:
"Qin Li, I've been waiting for you for a long time."
Qin Li was surprised that Chaos Trapped Sword Realm actually recognized him.
This couldn't help but make him more solemn. He opened his eyes wide and observed carefully. When he saw Chaos, he couldn't help laughing.
"Laugh if you want to, don't hold it in and get hurt internally." Chaos transformed into a human form, very kind, and even touched his smooth bald head.
Ordinary people have bald heads and are missing hair, but this guy has no eyebrows, no eyes, no nose, no mouth, no ears, and even no chin.
At first glance, the chaotic head looks like a large boiled egg. It is inexplicably funny, so it makes people laugh.
"Ahem!"
Qin Li coughed a few times.
After calming down, he respectfully asked:
"Senior, I came here this time because I want to..."
Chaos waved his hand and interrupted: "Don't just stand outside, come in and talk."
Then!
A squeak.
He pushed open the cell door.
He also made an invitation gesture.
The twenty-three sword masters were so frightened that they trembled all over:
"No, Chaos breaks through the cage, which will bring disaster to the world!"
"Oops, now that the formation is activated and he wants to leave, no one can stop him."
Chaos was quite speechless. He sprouted a pair of eyes and rolled his eyes at them on the spot: "You bunch of idiots, please be quiet."
"This broken formation has been dead for who knows how many years. All the twelve zodiac signs have escaped. How could it trap me? If I hadn't been used to it, I would have left long ago."
Qin Li found it interesting. He heard that Chaos and Cholera was the most ferocious beast in mythology. Now that he saw it, he was a little amused.
He is also an expert and bold, and wants to enter the cage and talk to him.
"Holy Emperor!"
Jun Zijian held Qin Li back:
"You must not fall into the trap of chaos."
"The twelve zodiac signs were bewitched back then, so they became years."
Chaos was completely speechless: "Is there any mistake? It's obvious that the twelve zodiac animals have weak willpower and are willing to degenerate. This dirty water can also be poured on me."
"Don't worry about me." Qin Li walked into the cage as calm as water.
Chaos energy is steaming here.
After dispersing, you can see a mural.
"How about it, does it look similar to what I painted?" Chaos said proudly.
See this.
Jun Zijian was furious:
"You are indeed not a good person."
The twenty-three sword masters were so enraged that sword light burst out from their eyes.
mural.
The painting is by Qin Li.
But he looked like he was in dire straits.
His white clothes were stained with blood, his left arm was torn, and he held the remnant sword of Taichu in his hand.
The eyebrows were pierced, the soul was dead, and tears dropped from the corners of the eyes, full of fear, unwillingness, and despair.
Behind it is an endless darkness.
Qin Li pursed his lips, feeling that the painting looked too similar: "Why did you paint me? I have encountered countless hardships in my life, but I only left blood and never cried."
Chaos explained: "This is your end and the end of the heavens."