Chapter 1835: Unsuccessful Attempt, Lifelong Regret
The Conferred God Platform appeared, and the monsters surrounded him.
Jiang Wang rushed to Ling Xihua angrily, turned around and killed Shu Jialan, then passed by Lu Qilang with his sword, and escaped from the Sea of Ten Thousand Gods...
It sounds slow, but it actually happened in an instant.
In just a blink of an eye, the battle began and ended.
Then Lu Qilang, Zhu Lanruo, and Ling Xihua chased down the mountain one after another.
Only the Sea of Ten Thousand Gods was still surging, and Ling Xihua's Thousand Tribulations Spirit Net still had a few residual flames. The mountain wind was mighty, and the flying snow had not disappeared.
Chai Asi stared at everything in front of him in a daze.
He was very naive, and he was willing to be naive, but he was not a fool.
Once the Glory Mission of the Conferred God Platform came out, he could no longer deceive himself!
Everything was connected.
Why did the great ancient god collect information about the battlefield in the South Sky, and why did the great ancient god let him read Buddhist scriptures.
The encounter in the Ten Thousand Mountains, what the Destiny Monster Clan, what the great ancient god who crossed the long river of fate... was just a scam!
Jiang Wang was not dead in the last battle of Frost Wind Valley, and the human race built the city of Wu'an to commemorate him.
What Chiyun Mountain God is, he is just a wild ghost who should have died in the Ten Thousand Mountains.
What you are different from others, you have unique talent, what "Ambition is not old, good monsters can see far."... All lies!
It's just to coax him, Chai Asi, so that he can be the guide and bring this broken mirror back to Moyun City to avoid being hunted down.
What peerless magic, promised godhood, and the supreme master, only a fool would believe it!
Fool!
At this moment, Chai Asi looked at the rolling sea of the gods, looked at the figure that had disappeared, and felt an empty and huge emotion that was indescribable.
"Kill me!!!"
He made his last request to the ancient god to the red heart seal in his body. In a way that was almost roaring.
This was the first time in his life that he had a conversation with the Supreme in such a tone.
You brought me to a destiny that does not belong to me, and now you tell me that it does not belong to me!
Since ancient times, humans and demons cannot coexist, and I cannot resist you. Then you come and kill me.
Human race Tianjiao, kill demon race mediocre, use my blood to embellish your honor.
It is you who opened my dream, and you come to end my dream!
At this time, he felt the red heart seal in his body, just flickered slightly, and then it really disappeared. More power passed through the golden sea of clouds.
Only the calm voice of the great ancient god sounded in his heart for the last time-
"You and I are destined to end, take care of yourself in the future."
For some reason, Chai Asi, who thought he was going to die but did not die, suddenly fell down with the surging emotions in his heart. Just like the floating light shattered thousands of times, just like the sea of clouds gradually calmed down. He held his rusty iron sword for a long time without moving or speaking.
He knew that he would be alone again from now on.
Just like the loneliness that continued for many years in that dilapidated old house.
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The Conferred God Platform is the treasure of the demon race and one of the iconic buildings of the Ancient Imperial City. It can even be said that it is the most important treasure of the demon court today, with both symbolic and practical significance.
Its appearance means that Jiang Wang's sword has indeed touched the secret arrangement of the Ancient Imperial City.
And its appearance in the Sea of Thousand Gods, of course, is not only to reflect the details of this human race in an instant, but also will not only cut off a certain possibility of this human race's genius.
While issuing glorious tasks in the Shenxiao world... the branch of the Conferred God Platform located in Moyun City also shone brightly at this moment, breaking through the clouds.
That magnificent voice like the way of heaven resounded throughout Moyun City——
"It is the duty of the world to conquer the human race. The Ancient Imperial City, recruit true demons to join the battle!"
Although the Shenxiao world at this time is innocent outside the sky, the Conferred God Platform has long been arranged in the "Heaven". And it is the Conferred God Platform that responds to this Conferred God Platform, and uses the Sea of Thousand Gods as a power source, echoing each other from afar, penetrating the outside world.
It is impossible to send a heavenly demon in, but there is a chance to send a real demon in!
Lu Ximing's beautiful eyes moved, and she immediately said, "The sea of divine fragrance and flowers is not far away. I will immediately send my real demons here!"
When you are surrounded by mountains and rivers, you may think there is no way out, but when you are surrounded by willows and flowers, you will find another village!
The reason why Fengshentai recruited real demons to join the Shenxiao world at this time was, of course, to kill the human race genius without any mistakes.
But at the same time, real demons are also the only force in the Shenxiao world. After killing the human race genius, it is reasonable to sweep the place and take something home.
Who could be the real demon here? It was nothing more than the Zhaoyun Peak Quan Yingyang who was brought in for questioning, and the Moyun City Lord Zhuxian.
Although Quan Yingyang was on good terms with Gu Nanshan on the surface, he was controlled by her and served her behind the scenes.
So why did Hu Taisui say that he was going to question Quan Yingyang before, and she was the first to say that she wanted to go with him. Because she couldn't let Hu Taisui accidentally kill Quan Yingyang, or at least couldn't let Quan Yingyang reveal too many secrets.
The reason why she was shouting to mobilize the real demons from the Shenxiang Flower Sea was actually to remind the celestial demons present that the spider string was the descendant of the spider Yi and was a real demon belonging to the Tianxi Wasteland. Once it entered the Shenxiao world, it would inevitably bring injustice.
On the contrary, it was the dog Yingyang of Zhaoyun Peak who was quite detached from the world and was the most suitable choice at the moment.
Lu Ximing was the first to respond. Of course, the other celestial demons also wanted to mobilize their own real demons to join the game. Even the quick-handed Ruchan Fayuan had already contacted Gu Nanshan.
But the magnificent voice of the Conferred God Platform only said: "In the name of the Ancient Imperial City, summon the spider string nearby! Dog Yingyang!"
"It seems that this time they are recruiting nearby, and the time and space are limited." Lu Ximing frowned, seemingly analyzing, but actually explaining. He took the initiative to help the Taikoo Imperial City appease the several celestial demons present, so that they would recognize this fair decision.
At this time, Chan Fayuan of Gunan Mountain suddenly said: "Send me in! I want to fight for the demon clan myself!"
Lu Ximing did not say anything. Did this monk lose his Zhiwen Bell and his brain? Under such circumstances, how could the celestial demons get in?
The Conferred God Platform was already arranged in the Shenxiao World, and there is a deep understanding of its time and space order. Moreover, the passage is only aimed at the Conferred God Platform itself, and it actually penetrates the rules of the Shenxiao World. It is equivalent to a small window opened on the prison door. It is fine to send a meal in, but how can a fully armed jailer be sent in?
Forcibly breaking through the Shenxiao World will inevitably cause fierce resistance from the Shenxiao World. Not to mention whether it can do anything to the world left by the Shenxiao King, even if it really defeats its rules, there is no need to expect anything.
As expected, the magnificent voice in the Conferred God Platform immediately refused: "The passage is narrow and the Heavenly Demon cannot be sent."
But only Chan Fayuan's loud voice was heard: "I am willing to reduce my own path and fall into a true demon, just to enter the Shenxiao world, save the life of my demon clan's Tianjiao, and kill one of the human clan's Tianjiao!"
Everyone knew that he was for the Zhiwen Bell, but indeed, no one expected that he had such determination!
At this time, the strong man who presided over the Conferred God Platform was also a little shocked for a while, and after a while, he replied through the Conferred God Platform: "Even if the path is reduced, the body of the Heavenly Demon cannot continue, please forgive me, Bodhisattva."
After a pause, the voice added: "The Zhiwen Bell is the treasure of the demon clan and Buddhism, and it should belong to Buddhism."
This is to give Chan Fayuan a reassurance, indicating that the Taikoo Imperial City will never covet the Zhiwen Bell, and will not allow Quan Yingyang or Zhuxian to swallow the Zhiwen Bell.
Although Chan Fayuan hoped that the Taikoo Imperial City would clearly know that the bell belonged to Gunan Mountain, rather than the general demon world and Buddhism, he also understood that this level of commitment was the limit.
Ji Xingkong, who was staring at him, was not so easy to deal with.
The Conferred God Platform issued a call, and several heavenly demons on the scene agreed.
The matter was settled.
Zhu Xian and Quan Yingyang, who were summoned, had already appeared on the Conferred God Platform. They only had time to look at each other, and the bright light swirled around, and their figures flashed away.
The entire Conferred God Platform suddenly lost its brilliance, as if it had become the most ordinary stone platform, without any spiritual power. It may take a long time to nourish it before it can be restored to use.
But this is the price that must be paid for "no mistakes".
At this moment, the real demon has entered the formation!
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In the dark flesh and blood cave of all gods.
Xiong Sansi knelt down in despair and became a sculpture in silence.
The bright silver spear taken from Yu Xin, dyed by the divine essence into a gilded spear, fell powerlessly in the air. It fell into the rapidly depleted divine power golden sea, and there was a last lonely sound of entering the water.
This spear fell to the end, and the divine power golden sea no longer existed.
The loud laughter of Ling Xihua turning away, and the sound of fighting outside the cave of flesh and blood, all seemed very far away. For some reason, this sound of entering the water struck in my mind.
The water in my mind was like a mirror, reflecting a blurry face.
Who did I forget?
He thought.
Master, eldest brother, the unfortunate fourth brother, and the youngest brother who had a chance to challenge the invincible in the same realm.
And...
And Zhaonan, who claimed to be the best swordsman in Linzi.
Yes, the third brother with whom I had the best relationship.
Master was busy with military affairs and often could not return to Linzi once a year.
The eldest brother played the role of master for a long time, and sometimes he had to force a bit of majesty to discipline them. Every day, he worries about this person's practice and that person's studies. He also has to participate in the Nine Soldiers' Military Strategy and manage the army...
It's so easy to be the second senior brother. He only needs to take the junior brothers to play.
Zhaonan loves to follow him the most.
Ask the north and south of the spear, and try the east and west of the fist. Show off his power and have fun.
There is trouble together, and there is responsibility... The eldest senior brother takes it.
He thought it was impossible for him to forget the third junior brother, because many of the swordsmanship he used in the demon world were inspired by Ji Zhaonan back then.
But slowly, those impressive people and things are less and less dared to mention.
Because the possibility of going home is getting slimmer and slimmer, the more he works hard and the more he sees, the more he knows what despair means.
He painstakingly planned and participated in this Shenxiao Bureau. It was his last gamble with all his efforts, but he fought out the way for Hu Taisui to the top.
Those struggles in the Thousand Tribulations Cave, all the efforts in the past thirteen years... were not in vain. Yes, they were all contributed to Hu Taisui.
The harder you work, the more unfortunate you are. The more you struggle, the more painful it is.
Why didn't he die immediately on the battlefield!
Why did he try to live when he was in so much pain!
These hot emotions, like a branding iron on the wound, soon faded.
It was really tiring...
"Can you win the championship on this trip to Guanhetai?"
"It's a deal, brother! You win this time, and I win the next!"
"You actually lost, shouldn't you? You're so good, Rao Laoer, you don't want to drag it to the next time to compete with me!? Oh no, you'll be older next time, hahahaha, lie down! Lie down! You should watch me!"
"Go to the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons again? You're not fully recovered yet! Good, good, responsibility, responsibility, you are becoming more and more like the eldest brother now, it's boring! Go, go... take care!"
It seemed that such a voice sounded in my mind. But it gradually faded away.
Those high-spirited moments, those high-spirited moments.
All gone...
Xiong Sansi felt his consciousness fading.
His body was falling.
Like all those past events, he would eventually leave without looking back.
But...
What was that voice?
Who was speaking?
What was he calling?
"Who is this person——"
Who is this person?
Who?
The Yellow River... leader?
Qi's... Yellow River leader?
The leader that Qi won at the Yellow River Conference?
Qi, the Yellow River Conference, the leader! ?
Ji Zhaonan? !
Xiong Sansi, who was falling, suddenly opened his eyes!
Not Ji Zhaonan...
Jiang Wang?
I don't know him...
But it doesn't matter.
Have you won the glory that I didn't win?
Have you fulfilled my wish that Great Qi would stand among the hegemons from now to the future?
Why did you come here?
Are you the same as me?
At this moment, Lu Qilang's figure just passed through the Blood and Flesh Cave, and he just fell to the bottom of the dried-up golden sea of divine power - that was the blood and flesh pit of the cracked giant ape god, and the gilded spear just stood upside down next to it.
His strong body fell to the bottom of the blood and flesh pit, with a huge, decadent sound, and he was particularly lonely in this blood and flesh cave.
But he reached out to the side and grabbed the spear infused with divine energy.
His eyes brightened.
His long hair fluttered in the sky!
Not seeing the leader of the Yellow River in Daqi...
It's a regret in my life!
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From the issuance of the honor mission on the Conferred God Platform, to Lu Qilang killing his way into the Blood and Flesh Cave, passing by Jiang Wang, and witnessing him falling into the sea of clouds and going down the mountain alone...
It was just a flash of lightning.
Of course, Lu Qilang was unwilling to let him go.
Not to mention the unavoidable nature of the honor mission, nor its generous rewards.
Just as the responsibility and pride of the demon clan's genius, he was destined to have no other choice.
He leaped into a rainbow, piercing through the sea of clouds at a much faster speed than Ling Xihua, chasing Jiang Wang. Inspiration opened his eyes and waited for an opportunity. The sword light almost gathered into another sea under the sea of clouds. It was destined to rain heavily in the middle of the mountain today!
But there was another figure, faster than him-
Zhu Lanruo, who had been blocking the road down the mountain and had been dazzled several times!
She had more reasons not to jump lightly, because there was her Fountain of Youth at the foot of the mountain!
But her body was shattered like a shadow.
The Fountain of Youth on the hillside was gurgling, and the water body condensed into a demon body.
The lotus came out of the clear water, and she came out of the Fountain of Youth!
The broken string that had been cut off appeared in her hand again at some point, and it was restored at some point.
The jade hand pulled the string, and the blood beads walked on the string.
The figure, like an eagle spreading its wings and soaring in the strong wind and heavy snow, cut through the sea of clouds with a resolute momentum, barely separated several statues, and fell halfway down the mountain.
Clang!
The sound of the piano echoed between heaven and earth.
The flash of swords, the gleam of spears, the gleam of arrows... all met his face!