Chapter 303 Old Appearance

Those brilliant golden eyes shrouded him in an instant, and the whole world seemed to have turned into a cliff. Pei Ye was suddenly about to fall, but the next moment the rope formed from the quail's head tightly held him, and Pei Ye was stretched back again. In the real world, the bright golden eyes of the Son of God are still in front of you.

The mountain feather had penetrated its forehead and emerged from the back of its head, but it seemed to be just a skin injury worth noting, causing no impact at all.

——When Mingming Liuli came straight for the first time, those tentacles suddenly stood in the way!

Pei Ye identified this spot, so why did he feel like he was being tricked when he actually thrust his sword into it?

However, the golden eyes of the Son of God remained calm and indifferent, without any hint of ridicule.

Pei Ye didn't have time to think about why this happened. His body, which had already given all his strength to the last sword, had no room to turn around. The help was still blocked behind him. After he couldn't eat his mind, a dragon shadow roared from behind, fiercely. Hitting the boy's back.

The sound of cracking bones was like a handful of wheat straw being crushed into pieces in the hand. The boy fell to the ground like a sack. Within two breaths, a small pool of dark red blood dripped on the ground.

Being restrained first and then supported by Bengxue, the body was already seriously injured, and the Son of God's final blow did not spare any force. For the five-life cultivator, this was a serious injury that was close to death.

Pei Ye lay paralyzed on the ground, panting, trying to seal the bleeding wound with the remaining Qi, but his body almost exploded under the blow, and there were already more wounds than Qi.

This is how a battle between the weak and the strong takes place. He must use all his strength to raise the bet, but he has no control over whether the result in the dice cup is high or low.

Once you make a wrong bet, there are no second chances.

Pei Ye has experienced many life-and-death battles, and he has won every time. But at this time, the consequences of losing showed its real fangs to him for the first time - he, Pei Ye, never had one more life than others.

Liuli struggled to break free, but was strangled tightly to death.

Those broken tentacles have begun to be repaired again, the scales are reborn one by one, and the flesh and blood are replenished. The Son of God had looked at Li Mingqing indifferently, and in the white mist behind him, the shadow of the dragon was meandering.

Its breath has not weakened in the slightest.

It seems that this body will not be damaged at all, or it actually has its own limits, but Pei Ye can no longer organize a second attack like this.

There is no chance to organize a second time.

Facing such an enemy, the Quail-headed Snow Sword was completely useless, and Black Chi was equally powerless. And their most reliable reliance on this trip, Zhan Xin Liuli, also lost his due control in the sudden remote teleportation.

With a roar, the tentacle pierced down again, and the forced wind first crushed the pool of blood beneath him into a large piece of miserable flowers.

Pei Lieyi lay on the ground, suffocating, and the tip was pointed directly at his throat.

Pei Ye gritted his teeth and looked directly at it. Chi fire burst out from the void again, but neither the person nor Chi could squeeze out any more profound energy.

The bright light of the heat wave blocked the dragon shadow, and was shattered to pieces in the next moment.

The heavy shadow shattered him within a fraction of a second. Pei Ye tried his best to stand up with his sword, but Hei Chi had already swooped up, intending to use Chi's body to withstand the blow.

On the other side, this uncontrollable thing has set its sights on the girl in green who is holding a sword in front of the stage.

Li Pingqing's pale face was like a piece of ice covered with snow.

When the barrier of the scale wall dispersed, the young man was hitting the ground. Shan Yu's hand was messy and he was broken and collapsed in a pool of blood. This scene hit her brain like a hammer.

She had never seen the boy look like this.

He is always omnipotent

Li Mingqing didn't think about it anymore. This was not the time to indulge her emotions. She tightly restrained the fear in her heart about this scene, tried hard to order her clenched heart and lungs to start functioning again, and stared at the thing behind the wall with her eyes. .

There must be a way

She had seen many things in Yi Zhai, but she never had time to sort them out. Yi Chengxin said that she wanted to enter the secret realm of Zizhu to assassinate the Son of God - why should she?

". Open your eyes and look at each other. Within three breaths, you will enter the realm of gods. You can use swords and candles to poison your heart."

Li Mingqing's heart and lungs suddenly suffocated. On the high platform, the plain golden eyes were cast towards her.

[Quail Head] can indeed block this gaze, but the result of the blockage is Pei Ye today.

"Sword, candle, heart poison".

Is the "Telepathy Candle" really a weapon?

It is clearly a thaumaturgy aimed at people's hearts. How can it work against such an emotionless thing? ?

If it is true, Yi Danjun also masters this technique. Since she no longer believes in Xianjun, why doesn't she use this technique to kill the Son of God?

Why didn't the servants of the imperial edict refuse to let [Quail Head] in?

Are these messages from Yi Chengxin true or false?

Countless thoughts passed through the girl's mind in an instant. This information had been lingering in her mind since she entered the bamboo forest.

Pei Ye was dealing with Huansilou, and Black Cat was creating opportunities for her. She was the only one who truly faced everything head-on and saw the details, big and small.

She should know better.

However, until this moment, everything was still shrouded in fog, but the situation was already approaching.

Li Mingqing clutched the hilt of the sword tightly, and various things were swirling in her mind. She eagerly wanted to penetrate them and grasp the final hinge, but she could not see its shape clearly.

The young man's look of being just one final blow away from death made her almost collapse.

However, the thing he feared the most arrived - in fact, only three or two breaths later, the unpretentious dragon shadow swooped down towards the dying young man.

This scene was reflected in her pupils, and Li Piaoqing felt that everything suddenly became illusory, her heart and lungs clenched into a ball, and all the anxious thoughts in her mind disappeared in an instant. She desperately climbed onto the throne of the Son of God with her sword.

Jiao Ying did not stop her, but the pair of golden pupils looked at her.

So for the first time, Li Piaoqing saw this face so closely and so clearly.

The dense scales, sharp lines, thin lips, cold eyebrows and eyes, all these strange and bizarre things, could not completely replace the inherent frame of this face.

Li Piaoqing's pupils slowly enlarged, and this familiarity hit her heartstrings fiercely. Her body and mind seemed to be pierced by an icicle, and the girl blurted out in a hoarse voice: "Yi-Dan-Jun!!"

The Son of God's movements suddenly froze.

At this moment, Li Piaoqing felt exhausted all over. She let go of the sword, gritted her teeth and did not dodge, and stared directly at the pair of calm golden pupils with her clear eyes!

In an instant, the world changed.

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Yidan Jun has never died.

This is what [Declaration of the Imperial Edict] is. This is of course [Declaration of the Imperial Edict].

Li Piaoqing has been wondering what the so-called [Son of the Listening Imperial Edict] is. It can exist in the offerings of the Dragonborn, or it can be the channel for the Immortal King to convey his will, but it should also have its own origin.

How did it appear? How did it disappear? Can it live forever?

If the Son of the God will be "unconscious" every thirty years, then for thousands of years, have the Dragonborn not stopped [Declaration of the Imperial Edict] once due to some accident?

Will the Son of the God who has no food at that time die, or what? How can the Dragonborn find a replacement?

Now everything has been answered.

It turns out that there is no [Son of the Listening Imperial Edict] in the world. It is just the appearance of a Son of the Imperial Edict who has ascended the throne and held the "Edict Map" and suffered thirty years of erosion.

Of course it can be "conscious", so it listens to the Immortal King's edict and carves it on the altar. When the servants who obey the edict come to take it, it will not hurt them.

But human consciousness will always be gradually worn away in such a lofty will. For the son of the emperor who has been trained since childhood, this time is thirty years.

It is not the son of the emperor who brought the purple bamboo secret realm, but this ancient purple bamboo forest that has regulated everything for the dragon descendants who are now obeying the emperor's orders.

It is ethereal and cold, just like a real fairyland. The lofty will is everywhere like fog. Those who enter will have their five senses disordered and their minds crazy. Even if they have the power of [Quail Head], they are always between reality and illusion and cannot penetrate its origin.

But the secret edict of the immortal will sound here.

To listen to the immortal edict, you must first enter the purple forest. The dragon descendants wrote the unique secret art of the heart, "The Heart Candle", just to be able to enter this bamboo forest like a pilgrimage.

You must first have a solid "candle sword" to enter the realm and hold your heart, and to sit on the throne for thirty years under the erosion of the immortal will. If the mind is not gone, the candle sword will not be extinguished.

Therefore, one must first have a sufficiently deadly "heart poison" to leave the possibility for the next edict son to kill himself.

Yi Chengxin said, "The immortal monarch handed down the edict map, and the one who listened was the [Son of God]." They have not yet obtained more information about this mysterious "edict map", but now the girl can put it in a suitable position - it is the core of this purple bamboo forest, and the person who controls it can listen to the edict sound handed down by the immortal monarch.

It is not that you can become a son of God after living in the purple bamboo forest for a long time - whether you control the edict map is the most essential difference between the [Son of God who listens to the edict] and the servant who obeys the edict.

Yang Zhaoren is the first such creature.

After she managed everything in the Yi family, she entered this bamboo forest and ascended the throne, thus establishing a connection with the will of the immortal monarch. And this connection alone made her body alienated into the appearance of rose blood and black scales, and her consciousness was gradually completely annihilated by indifference - or assimilated - and became the current [Son of God who listens to the edict].

【The Son of God Who Hears the Imperial Edict】 is the product of the unconscious will. It only has the instinct of survival and strength, and does not bear any responsibility for anyone. The Candle World Religion certainly cannot let it block the way to the Imperial Edict.

At this time, it is necessary to 【convey the imperial edict】, and the imperial edict is to be conveyed, and the "Edict Map" is conveyed.

And the next son of the emperor who comes to convey the imperial edict does not need to drive this body off the throne, she only needs to replace the consciousness in it.

"【Son of the Emperor】: Yang Zhaoren

【Candle Sword】: Taiyi.

【Heart Poison】: Love, the night when the clothes are removed."

The sons of the emperor are not subject to the purification of their minds, nor can they serve the Immortal Lord wholeheartedly. They must be emotionally complete people, and have scars that belong to people deep in their hearts.

Before entering the country, the sons of the emperor will carve their heart poison on the altar, so every time the imperial edict is conveyed, the new son of the emperor will follow the guidance of this heart poison and personally erase the consciousness of his loved ones. In the next thirty years, he will take on this fate.

This continues endlessly.

Thirty years ago, the Son of God devoured Yi Danjun's flesh and blood, and Yi Danjun took over the body of the Son of God.

If the Son of God is this invincible demonic body, then Yi Danjun has been its new consciousness for the past thirty years.

So when another thirty years comes, Yi Chengxin will follow the records of the altar and use the "Heart Candle" to detonate the heart poison and erase the consciousness of her elder sister.

But this time, what she is going to do is not what Yi Danjun did, but what Yang Zhaoren did back then.

She will not dedicate her body to become the new Son of God, but after erasing her consciousness, she will take away the "Zhaotu", leave here by marrying far away, and re-root in another place where no one will notice.

This is the sharp contradiction between the servants of the Zhao and Yi Chengxin.

[Quail Head] can purify the soul and guard the spiritual consciousness. Is it because of its protection that the imperial edict can temporarily hold the imperial edict without being infected?

Li Mingqing thought of the mysterious and beautiful drawing that the young man showed him. The thing that attracted them so far has not shown any trace. She doesn't know where it will be, but there is nothing more for her to think about at this time. It's time.

There would be nothing wrong with at least killing this thing first, and there wouldn't be anything wrong with at least stopping its tentacles that stabbed the boy first.

Everything else will be left to the boy and the kitten.

Li Mingqing met the pair of golden eyes facing each other without hesitation, and fell into the illusion of its heart candle.

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In front of Pei Ye.

The tentacle that shot straight down in front of him suddenly had a messy trajectory. Pei Ye struggled to avoid it, and it crashed onto the ground beside him. Hei Chi coiled his body to block the flying rocks.

But the young man was already on the edge of the high platform when he suddenly collapsed. He turned over and fell into the air, falling directly onto the high platform.

Before landing, Hei Chi held him up first.

"What's going on?" Pei Ye gasped for blood. He immediately raised his head and looked at the girl in green who had climbed onto the high platform. In front of the sky full of dragon shadows, she looked extremely small and fragile, but she carried this huge monster with her. Fell into silence.

"She just said this thing is Yi Danjun." Hei Chi supported him to stand up, "She used the telepathic candle to enter its state of mind."

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The girl blurted out both uncontrollably and intentionally, because when the three words "Yi Danjun" were passed into the ears, the person who only listened to the girl's narration of the incident had the key to roughly connect the things.

"Can the Telepathic Candle defeat it?" Pei Ye's voice was hoarse.

Hei Chi was silent for a moment: "She has not yet mastered the Candle Sword. She can only rely on the altar texts to find it, and her mood has long been exhausted."

Pei Ye gritted his teeth and tried hard to control his thoughts. He still remembered Liuli's sword directed straight to the forehead, which completely woke up the dragon shadow in the sky - what was it afraid of?

But at this moment, some old-fashioned breath came from his nose. He turned his head, and his eyes were shocked by where he fell.

This is the back side of the high platform. There are no purple bamboos growing on it, and no white stones paving the ground. Instead, it is a huge circular space.

A huge, regular, and abrupt circle, like a shape cut out of a painting.