Chapter 1244: No Certainty of Life and Death

"Sure enough, the so-called identity of the same race is very useful. I didn't expect that I just said it casually and it agreed on the spot."

"What?" Wang Xuanba's expression changed after hearing Lin Ling's answer.

"Allying with that old thing? Junior sister, are you telling the truth?"

Wang Xuanba felt a little disdainful that the ancient tree of the earth line was occupying the front and being respectful at the back.

"It's just rhetoric to coax it. Form an alliance..."

"Is it worthy?" Lin Ling's tone was calm, but the deep disregard in his words was undoubtedly revealed.

"Now that it has joined the Holy Dynasty, is it possible that it still regrets it? If you dare to mention this in front of me..." Lin Ling snorted coldly.

Wang Xuanba was suddenly stunned.

If he had always taken his promises seriously, it was a little hard to accept Lin Ling's honest and upright reneging on his promise.

When Lin Ling saw this, he couldn't help but break the ice with his expression and smiled: "Brother, as the saying goes, a soldier never tires of deceit."

"If you treat your enemies with integrity and deeds, wouldn't you be making a mistake?"

Wang Xuanba was speechless.

"Besides, senior brother, do you still remember what the master said before we went to see the ancient tree of the earth?" Lin Ling asked again.

"I remember it. Master said that if the ancient tree is stubborn, junior sister can replace it." Wang Xuanba recalled it and said.

"The Ancient Earth Vein Tree has a very domineering name. I originally had some expectations, but after seeing its appearance with my own eyes, I was only disappointed." Lin Ling's answer made Wang Xuanba a little stunned.

"Weak, too weak. The most powerful thing about the Ancient Earth Vein Tree is that its body is integrated with the Xuanhuang Earth Vein, and it can mobilize the power of the Earth Vein flowing throughout Xuanhuang. This is a characteristic and an advantage, but it also determines the Earth Vein The upper limit of the tree. Moreover, the body of the Earth Vein Ancient Tree is too big, but it is full of flaws in the eyes of real masters." Lin Ling shook his head slightly.

"My dream is to become someone like Master. If I really become that kind of leyline tree, although my strength will indeed leap forward in a short period of time, my future will be completely cut off. I'm not stupid."

"I can only fool that old guy and continue to be on duty."

Lin Ling rolled her eyes at Wang Xuanba: "Senior brother, who do you think I am?"

Wang Xuanba gradually came to his senses, touched his head in embarrassment, and apologized on the spot: "I underestimated my junior sister."

He looked back at the ancient trees in the Holy Throne and nodded in agreement: "The stronger the Xuanhuang ancient relics are, the stronger they are. But they only rely on the power of the Xuanhuang Heavenly Dao Law. If the Xuanhuang Heavenly Dao is strong, they will naturally rise. But if it is like what it is today. Like this, Xuanhuang Tiandao is trampled under the feet of people like Chuanfa, and they can only linger and hide in dark corners to recall their past glory."

"I didn't expect that senior brother you are also a cultural person. He said one thing after another." Lin Ling didn't know whether it was a sincere compliment, or a small revenge or sarcasm.

"I didn't expect so much. I just wanted to become stronger."

"Stop talking, I went to practice. This time I swallowed some of that old guy's body, and I really gained something. If I had known better, I should have been more cruel and swallowed more." Lin Ling's regretful voice echoed in Wang Xuanba's ears. side.

After a while, her figure slowly faded and her breath disappeared.

Wang Xuanba smiled and laughed at himself for worrying too much.

…

Xuanhuang Realm, Tianyu State.

A famous wonderland in Xianmeng.

Fissures hundreds of miles long extend gracefully across the earth, like black scars.

Before getting close, you can faintly feel the endless coldness coming from the crack.

The closer you get to the crack, the temperature drops rapidly.

Even the golden elixir monks cannot withstand the low temperature here for a long time and cannot stay for a long time.

From the bottom of the fissure abyss, blue light will emit from time to time.

It was freezing cold air.

But if you stand next to the crack and look down.

You can see that it is in this ice abyss that there are lotuses composed of countless flames blooming.

It is not a cold flame, but indeed a blazing flame lotus.

Cold and heat are completely contradictory but intertwined with each other. They appeared simultaneously in this icy abyss.

The figure of the faceless Holy Emperor, Li Ping, suddenly appeared outside the strange scene of the Ice Abyss and Fire Lotus.

Just like countless tourists who come here, they stand quietly and look down.

"The bells are beautiful and beautiful, and the creations are mysterious."

After a long time, Li Ping couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

In his eyes, the scene here was actually different from what ordinary monks saw.

The blue ice abyss actually reveals a deep aura of death.

The darkness was suffocating.

But the blazing red fire lotus is pure white and exudes a vigorous breath of life.

It seems that cold and heat are intertwined here, but actually...

"White flowers bloom in the black abyss, and flowers grow in the abyss of death."

Li Ping stepped forward, stepped in the air, and his figure quickly fell into the black abyss.

However, his disappearance did not cause any attention from the surrounding monks.

At this moment, from Li Ping's perspective, the surrounding scene was suddenly stretched and distorted.

Obviously the white flowers of life seem not far away, but Li Ping has been falling for a long time, but he has not become closer to them at all.

The entire black abyss space is expanding and extending infinitely as Li Ping falls.

What this brings is the rich death energy that gradually and simultaneously grows.

Feeling the death energy around him trying to infect himself, Li Ping sneered in his heart. But he didn't pay too much attention to it.

If it were an ordinary cultivator, even if he was at the Hedao realm, his life span would be greatly reduced under the infection of these black death auras.

But he, Li Ping, was the incarnation of Xuanhuang Heavenly Dao, a part of Xuanhuang Law. Even if it was a part that was out of control, how could it hurt him?

Since forcibly swallowing Xuanhuang evil thoughts, Li Ping did feel that Xuanhuang Heavenly Dao seemed to have become a little distant.

However, Li Ping was sure that this was just the instinctive reaction of Heavenly Dao after swallowing evil thoughts.

After a period of time, the bond between him and Xuanhuang Heavenly Dao would eventually return to normal.

Although the relationship between the two sides was at a weak stage at the moment, it was not something that the death aura here could shake.

As expected, even if Saint Emperor Li Ping did not take any protective measures, he was like a being invulnerable to all methods, and those black death auras just surrounded him layer by layer.

But he could not find a breakthrough at all.

Li Ping's eyes passed through the dense death aura and looked directly at the flowers of life below.

"The junction of life and death, the source of all spirits."

"The Xuanhuang Realm has become like this now, but it is just hiding in this secret place, lingering on..."

"What's the use of you!"

A sense of killing suddenly emerged from Li Ping.

He forced back the death energy around him.

"Get out of here!"

Li Ping shouted in a low voice, and the layers of death energy under him actually split a passage from it.

The space no longer extended, and Li Ping's figure floated and passed through it in an instant.

The rich vitality rushed towards him, and the white flower of life was close at hand.

The black clouds of death floated and hovered above his head for a long time.

Facing the rich vitality, Li Ping suddenly felt a little solemn in his heart.

Compared with pure death energy, a large amount of useless vitality is more like a deadly poison.

Because vitality is essentially a beneficial state.

As the incarnation of the way of heaven, Li Ping can naturally enjoy the favor of heaven and earth.

I don't know how many years it has been since a cultivator who is not rejected by the heaven and earth came here.

The vitality accumulated by the black abyss and white flowers for thousands of years seemed to have finally found an outlet and rushed towards Li Ping frantically.

Even if he tried to stop it, he couldn't resist the excessive vitality here.

Some of it inevitably flowed into Li Ping's body.

Vitality does bring certain benefits.

But Li Ping is not a cultivator of the longevity realm who relies solely on his own cultivation.

The essence of source power, the luck of the holy dynasty, the blessing of heaven...

The combination of various forces has created his current strength comparable to that of the longevity realm.

Li Ping's current state has long reached a balance after his promotion.

At this moment, this balance is slowly broken with the continuous influx of endless vitality.

Li Ping's hair, as if alive, grew wildly.

But in an instant, it has spread to his ankles.

His body is also expanding synchronously.

One zhang, two zhang...

With the sound of his bones creaking, Li Ping turned into a three-zhang giant in a few breaths.

It was indeed more majestic, but it was not a good thing for Li Ping now.

He frowned slightly and tried his best to transform and absorb the surging vitality.

But the speed of shrinking was far less than the speed of growing.

While maintaining the balance of various forces in his body, Li Ping observed the surroundings and looked for a way to enter Ruomu's hiding place.

After swallowing the Xuanhuang evil thoughts, there was very little in the Xuanhuang world that could hide from his eyes.

Even if the memory of the evil thoughts was a little vague, as long as he saw it with his own eyes, he would definitely be able to sense it again quickly.

With a flickering figure, Saint Emperor Li Ping disappeared at the bottom of the black abyss.

Without the vitality of the target of infusion, he suddenly became a little confused. The white flowers swayed slightly and had to absorb the vitality back.

A world full of strange atmosphere, like faded yellow leaves.

Li Ping's body, which was nearly five zhang tall, suddenly appeared in it.

The infinite vitality he brought with him surged out of his body and spread to the surroundings.

But in this strange environment, it seemed that it could not spread at all.

Soon, like the withering autumn leaves, it turned into a withered entity and fell from the air.

The unwanted vitality was vented, and Li Ping gradually expelled the culprit that caused the imbalance from his body.

His body size slowly shrank.

But because the balance state in his body had changed in the short time before.

When Li Ping returned to normal, some details of his body did not return to normal, but became part of his physical characteristics.

For example, his height remained at 33 feet, and his black hair was as black as ink and hung to his waist.

His body also became fuller, and under his golden robe, there was an explosive power.

Li Ping did not pay much attention to these changes.

It was just an external appearance. As long as he wanted, he could return to his original appearance at any time.

At this moment, his attention was focused on this strange place.

The smell of decay flowing here even made him feel a little uncomfortable.

What concerned him more was the center of the place.

A towering tree, with yellow and spots all over its body, stood quietly.

Li Ping, a giant three meters tall, was just like an ant at the foot of the giant tree.

On the yellow branches, countless monks were densely hung.

Just like the fruits on the tree.

They all closed their eyes, with strange and satisfied expressions on their faces.

Li Ping swept his eyes and found no other figures except this withered ancient tree.

"Is it only the original body that is here..."

Li Ping knew that Ruomu had an incarnation, who often went out to lure monks here, made golden elixir fruits, and used them to vent his inner resentment.

At this moment, he must have gone out.

Li Ping was not in a hurry and continued to observe the space here carefully.

On the towering tree trunk, some deep scratches could be vaguely seen. It was as if it had suffered some fatal injury.

Li Ping squinted his eyes and tried to awaken the connection between this thing of heaven and earth and the Xuanhuang Heavenly Dao.

But perhaps because of the infection of withered yellow, Li Ping's call did not receive the slightest response.

Instead, it aroused the spontaneous defense of the ancient tree.

The withered yellow dots, along the veins of the giant tree, began to erode from the ground under Li Ping's feet.

Li Ping deliberately let go of his defense and absorbed a trace of withered yellow into his body.

Wrap it with golden source essence to prevent it from spreading. Then observe carefully.

Although the withered power was strange, it could not break the blockade of the essence of the source power.

Li Fan felt not only the aging in the ordinary sense from this withered power.

He also felt the decline of the entire world.

It was as if the sky was about to fall, and the decline was obvious and irreversible.

"This is..."

"The world is heading towards ruin."

Countless pictures emerged in his mind, which were all scenes of the various states of the Xuanhuang Realm, where countless disasters occurred because of the decline of the world.

But Li Ping knew that in reality, these states in the Xuanhuang Realm did not happen.

"Ruomu is the source of all spirits in the Xuanhuang Realm. To a certain extent, it does reflect the vitality of the Xuanhuang Realm."

"Ruomu has become like this now, but the Xuanhuang Realm still looks vibrant..."

Li Ping frowned slightly.

Soon he knew the answer.

"If there is no external vitality, Xuanhuang Realm will certainly decay synchronously like Ruomu."

"The source of these vitality is..."

"The fragments of other immortal realms that were swallowed."

"Although it was dismembered, the remaining vitality was also drawn from the fragments of the immortal realms during the fusion process."

"Xuanhuang was reborn..."

Li Ping said thoughtfully.

"This operation is indeed ingenious."

As the incarnation of the Heavenly Dao, the nominal victim. At this moment, after reacting to what happened in the past thousands of years, he had to express his sincere admiration.

"Life and death are impermanent. Life and death are impermanent."

"I was originally an existence that controlled life and death, but now I have ended up like this."

"How can I not hate the world if it abandons me..."

Just as Li Ping was thinking, a strange voice suddenly sounded from behind him and disappeared.

Li Ping knew that the owner of the voice was Ruomu.