Chapter 2235 Everything Is Ready

Tower of Babel!

Kill the sky directly, your majesty will be immortal.

"This is the supreme masterpiece of the god-refining civilization."

"It is known as the Tower of Civilization and carries the ambition to defy heaven."

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

The leader of the Lingtai temple looked at the traces on the tower. They came from multiple inheritances, connected with each other, and united as one, just to defy heaven.

Qin Li saw a golden divine vine wrapped around the Babel Tower. It was incredibly long and could wrap around all the heavens and continents.

He just clung to the tower, spiraling around, displaying endless power.

"here we go!"

The leader of Lingtai Temple suddenly said:

"Eternal night will soon come, and the Second Age will be destroyed."

Qin Li was startled and saw darkness sweeping in from far away, swallowing everything, silencing all living things, like a destructive winter.

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 dimmed, and the night entered early.

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

As for other mortals, they were instantly turned into bones and crushed into slag.

"it's dark!"

"We lost miserably."

The leader of the Lingtai Temple lamented, with endless sadness in his eyes.

Qin Li was silent, watching the playful children turning into bones and hundreds of millions of rivers and mountains disappearing into darkness, which was an indescribable shock.

The future predicted by Chaos is just a sketch, but the destruction experienced now is beyond imagination. It is as if you are immersed in the scene. The body of the fairy weapon instinctively trembles and emits fairy light, trying to resist the erosion of darkness.

"The way of heaven!"

A roar split the world.

On the Tower of Babel, the gourd divine vine shines.

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

"The Shinto civilization stretches endlessly and will never die here!" The divine vine is like a dragon, and a peerless god stands proudly on it.

Taking a closer look, it was Li Ping'an, but even more majestic, holding a brilliant divine spear, fighting bloody battles, the divine armor shattered, still not giving up, emitting light, trying to turn the tide.

"He is the vine master!"

"The spirit of the gourd divine vine!"

"It is also the highest in the Second Era."

The leader of the Lingtai Temple looked at the struggle of the cane master and sighed helplessly.

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

pity!

The mantis acts as a chariot.

Under the darkness, everything comes to ruins.

Even the vine master was destroyed, annihilated and dissipated.

finally!

The Tower of Babel fell.

There was a loud roar and the night screamed.

This supreme masterpiece of Shinto civilization disappeared.

Its fall symbolizes the destruction of the Second Age, and everything in the past has vanished into thin air.

Among the ruins of the tower, there is still a Taoist temple. This is the product of the blessings of the gods. It is immortal and immortal. It was buried in the darkness and successfully survived the long night until the birth of the founding world.

besides.

Shinto eventually ran away.

There is also a fairy green lotus that escapes into nothingness.

Apparently the Emperor of Heaven was also involved in the Second Era, but unfortunately he failed again against the will of heaven.

"How about it? Have you realized anything? Do you need me to release it again?" the leader of Lingtai Temple asked.

"Need not!"

Qin Li shook his head.

He has found a way forward.

And he really didn't want to see this kind of tragedy again.

"Thank you so much for your guidance, Master Guan. I have learned a lot." Qin Li was grateful and prepared to say goodbye and return to Qianyuan.

"Qin Li."

The leader of Lingtai Temple shouted.

There is a little tangle on the beautiful face.

"Master, what's wrong?" Qin Li had doubts in his eyes.

He noticed that the master of the Lingtai Temple today was a little different. He seemed to have something on his mind and seemed to be hesitant to speak.

"If there is something wrong with the temple master, it's okay to say it." Qin Li said with a smile.

The leader of Lingtai Temple exhaled, "Can you not go against heaven?"

"Why?"

Qin Li was stunned and asked a question.

The leader of Lingtai Temple pointed to the second era of Guixu:

"The two great eras were completely defeated, and the third era cannot escape destruction."

"Instead of risking everything and fighting against the will of heaven and losing everything in the end, it is better to give up early and build an ark, like the Lingtai Temple or the Martial Arts Mountain, and escape into nothingness with your family and friends."

"At that time, we can have a good time drinking and talking in the fourth era."

Qin Li smiled.

"Master Guan, thank you for your concern."

"Actually, I have a friend who persuades me like you do."

The leader of the Lingtai Temple's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but ask: "Then what do you think?"

Qin Li said: "The more you persuade me to surrender, the more I refuse. There is a fire in my heart that burns stronger and stronger. I vow to succeed against the odds and create an unparalleled great cause in the third century."

The suggestion from the leader of Lingtai Temple is very good, but Qin Li has no way out, because Chaos has seen the ending 800 million times, and everything is destroyed, including the three immortal roots and the heavenly immortal ship, which may include Lingtai Temple, in terms of martial arts.

Inexplicably, he remembered the proverb from his hometown.

There are only three things to do!

Maybe there is no Fourth Age.

In short, the destruction this time will be far better than before.

"You are very stubborn!" The leader of Lingtai Temple smiled sweetly.

It's like the flowers are blooming in an instant, the beauty is stunning, and the smile is colorless.

Qin Li also smiled back.

Subsequently.

Chatted a few more words.

Qin Li said goodbye and wanted to return.

The face of the leader of the Lingtai temple suddenly turned cold.

With a trace of resentment in his eyes, he sighed slightly, feeling helpless.

"Master, what did Qin Li say?" Dizang entered the Xinhuo Tower and asked carefully.

"He insisted on going against the will of heaven, and I couldn't persuade him." The master of Lingtai Temple looked at the endless and deep darkness, as if he wanted to merge into it.

...

At this time!

Qin Li returned to Qianyuan.

Everything was as usual, and everything was peaceful.

"I feel that you have slept, and your breath has changed greatly."

Chaos was very sharp and clearly sensed Qin Li's strength, becoming more and more ferocious.

"I am wandering outside the world, reminiscing with old friends, and discussing the way of swordsmanship by the way. I have found an opportunity." Qin Li said slowly.

"What opportunity?"

Chaos was curious and asked.

Qin Li did not answer, but held the Chaos scabbard.

Even if there was no sword in his hand, he could activate a sword to break the law, revealing a kind of annihilation power that destroyed the world and the end of the era.

Although it has not yet been fully condensed, it is really a sword that breaks all laws.

But!

It has already begun to take shape.

It can go deep into the core of chaos.

Like a Guixu hand, it pushed aside the lines of the avenue.

Successfully touched the Chaos Egg, and as long as Qin Li wanted, he could crush it at any time and destroy Chaos' immortal body.

"Don't!"

"Stinky boy, stop it!"

Chaos screamed in fear, and the scabbard trembled.

"Damn it! You've made too much progress, and you've realized that one sword can break all laws."

Qin Li withdrew his means and shook his head, saying, "It's just a pseudo-immortal technique, but I have found the path and will soon be able to compose the strongest immortal technique."

After that!

Spread out his palm.

A sword rune appeared.

The innate mystery, interweaving billions of sword marks.

It looks complicated, but after layers of superposition, it's just one sword.

This is the innate sword rune that Qin Li sacrificed that year. It took decades and countless sword techniques to learn, and finally restored.

The chaos-colored rune was beating, and only Qin Li himself could understand the hard work that was poured into it. He used to think that this was a sword that broke all laws, but later he realized that it was just a pseudo-sword that broke all laws.

Of course.

The effort was not in vain.

Because if the magical power is not sacrificed, Qin Li will not be able to accept all rivers.

Now, he has not only found the way to the true immortal art, but even if he sacrifices this innate sword rune, he can condense it again.

He has gone from "knowing how to use" to "knowing how to make".

He can even transplant runes to his children.

In this way.

The pseudo sword breaks all methods.

It is the bloodline magical power of the Qin family.

His descendants can all awaken from their blood.

"Swallow this sword rune and help me melt it into the Taichu Immortal Sword."

Chaos sucked it and ate the innate sword rune, saying: "This is not a difficult task, but the time for Taichu to be born will be delayed."

Qin Li nodded.

Boom!

Suddenly heard a muffled sound.

The immortal power was vast and swept across the eight wastelands and six directions.

"After six months of seclusion, are they finally going to come out?"

Qin Li looked out the window.

In the distance.

The sky is nine colors.

All things surrender, and the sound of nature resounds.

A fairy tree stood, holding up the sky and covering the earth.

Apparently, the Peach Fairy Art has returned to its peak, transcending the material world and transforming into a virtual form with countless fairy marks interwoven, which is the ultimate embodiment of the fairy way.

The gourd god vine flew out, shining with golden light, and the dragon vine nine days, also completely got rid of its form and turned into a divine road, carrying great ideals.

The fairy country's blue lotus has not changed much, standing alone, blooming slowly, without branches or vines, as if a spectator, witnessing the rise and fall of the universe, naturally exuding a kind of aloofness, not following the secular world.