Primordial Era: Lighting lamps, burying the ancestral master!

Chapter 146: Beat the little one, here he is... invited by Pangu to receive the axe

"Being nailed to the pillar of shame for eternity, even if you die, will you still be burdened with endless stigma and ridicule?"

The Qilin King murmured to himself, with an ugly smile on his lips:

"If you think about it this way, death seems to be just like that."

He held the Kunlun Mirror tightly, and a tangible and insubstantial Daluo Dao Fruit, as bright as a star, appeared behind his head. That was His Dao, His Dharma.

It is also the only trace He can leave in the wilderness.

“It’s not scary if the body dies and the Tao disappears, and it’s not scary if the Tao becomes empty.”

The Qilin King's smile, which was uglier than crying, unexpectedly contained a hint of magnanimity:
“The scariest thing is not being able to be yourself!”

At this moment, the Qilin King realized that the Dao Fruit burned to the extreme, erupting with unprecedented terrifying power!
It is better to die openly than to live in an ignoble way!
"roar~"

The Qilin King roared and lit up the Kunlun Mirror, bursting out with the most blazing light.

Mirror light shot out, emitting turbulent time and space rhymes, but it was not directed at any of the ancestral witches such as Di Jiang, Zhu Jiuyin, but at himself.

"My name is Qilin King!"

In the heart-rending roar, King Qilin used the power of the Kunlun Mirror, the ultimate innate spiritual treasure, to banish his true spirit to the future, and the physical avenue was anchored in the present!

In this way, even if Luo Hu takes action, he will only die in the next moment.

But at this moment, He is neither alive nor dead, between life and death, but he is in the peak and craziest state of his body!
At the cost of burning all the fruits of one's own path and cutting off the path of the Great Luo, one can gain the ultimate leap at this moment.

Three-step Daluo!

The era - the pinnacle!
"Boom~"

Time and space exploded into pieces, and the world seemed to be returning to chaos!
I saw the Qilin King manifesting his true form, with four feet on the ground, absorbing endless earth energy to bless his body, his horns touching the sky, reaching directly to the sea of ​​stars, plundering infinite star power, and his momentum increased again.

"No one can control my destiny!"

King Qilin lowered his head and looked down at the twelve ancestral witches such as Ling Shao and Gou Mang. A cruel smile appeared on his ferocious face:
"Old fellows, be buried with me!"

"Crazy, completely crazy!"

As soon as these words came out, Fengzu was so frightened that he quickly moved out of the sky and wandered to the edge of the battlefield, watching Qilin King's every move uneasily:
"I just said a few words to you, there's no need to risk my life directly!"

What answered him was the thundering roar of the Qilin King!

"Roar!"

The solemn and desolate roar spread throughout the world, and the Qilin King slapped it with one palm, blocking the years, stripping away the space, and directly suppressing all variables!
The moment this palm was taken, the outcome was decided!

"Oh!"

The ancestral witch's body, which was as solid as innate Gengjin, was struck by the Qilin King's palm and exploded into a ball of blood mist.

At this moment, even Gou Mang panicked and stomped his feet suddenly. The Law of Spring surged out overwhelmingly, and endless vitality surged into the blood mist.

"Supernatural power: bring the dead back to life!"

The God of Spring gives orders, and all things revive!
I saw the blood mist squirming, reshaping the body of the ancestral shaman who was born.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Amidst the rapid and strong heartbeat, Liao Shuo opened his eyes again. In his originally indifferent and sharp eyes, there was only overwhelming anger and murderous intent at this moment!
"Good! Good! Good!"

Ling suppressed her anger and smiled, and her body exuded an extremely dangerous aura, which was extremely terrifying, as if a peerless demon king was awakening and was about to cause boundless killings!
The most terrifying thing is that this horse riding is not an illusion, but a reality!

Rahu is coming!
At the critical moment, Gou Mang grabbed Liao Shuo and woke up all the ancestral witches with another voice:
"Quickly complete the formation of the Twelve Heavenly Gods!"

"The Twelve Capital Gods' Evil Formation! Yes, the Twelve Capitals' Heavenly Gods Evil Formation!"

Di Jiang, Zhu Jiuyin, and She Bishi were the first to react.

Although they didn't know what happened to the Qilin King, he wanted to die with them.

But they know one thing: if they can't bear it now, they will definitely be buried with the Qilin King!

"Om~"

Twelve pillars of turbid air soared into the sky, the auras of the twelve ancestral witches blended together, and the avenues connected together, gathering the boundless turbid dust and evil spirits, and manifested an illusory figure.

In an instant, boundless power gathered, filling the body of the phantom, and a breath that dominated everything and created all things spread out.

And the next moment... "Disappear, disappear!"

Fengzu swallowed hard and stared at the scene in front of him in stunned silence.

In the huge Buzhou Mountain, all that is left is the killing screams of hundreds of millions of creatures on the earth. There is no trace of the Qilin King and the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

"No! It's the power of time and space!"

The next moment, the hair all over Fengzu's body exploded, his figures came together and separated, and he fled hundreds of millions of miles away in the blink of an eye. He was afraid that he would be pulled back to the past by the phantom if he was not careful!

That's right, it's the past!
It can be traced back to the moment when three thousand demon gods besieged Pangu at the beginning of the world!
That was a glimpse of the scene he caught after following a trace of time left by the Qilin King:
Three thousand terrifying demon gods came one after another, besieging one god, but he was cut into pieces with an axe.

Only the Qilin King stood alone, dumbfounded and motionless.

"who am I?"

"Where am I?"

"What am I doing?"

Looking at the shining ax in front of him, all the angry murderous intention of the Qilin King turned into confusion at this moment.

"Could it be that the Twelve Ancestral Witches are not the ones who guided and mentioned them, but are the real Pangu bloodline?"

"Otherwise, how can we explain that now, we beat a group of little ones and ended up provoking "him"?"

"Then I rode on the horse and died in vain, didn't I?"

And as if he heard the voice of the Qilin King, the being holding the Pangu Ax actually spoke:

"No, you'll find out."

Qilin King: "???"

Then, He heard a very familiar and hated words.

"Are you surprised?"

"Are you surprised?"

"Aren't you happy?"

Qilin King: "!!!"

"Accept!!!"

A heart-rending roar echoed forever at the beginning of the era. It was deeply and firmly engraved in the memories of all the Chaos Demon Gods, arousing thousands of resonances.

"Accept!"

"Accept!"

"Who's the pick-up?"

"Who are you going to attract?"

"Want to guide us?"

"That's right! We will eventually be led back, destroy everything he has, and re-determine the ownership of the path and fruit..."

……

"Ah~"

A sigh silenced all the whispers.

The illusory figure suddenly changed and turned into a tall, thin and yellow Taoist, it was Jie Yin.

"Have a good journey, fellow Taoist. I will accept your body shamelessly."

"Tsk, the physical body permanently anchored in Da Luo's third step is enough to run unimpeded in today's era. Fellow Taoist has really given me a great gift."

"Look, it's better to be dead and understand, right?"

Listening to the enthusiastic inquiry, Qilin King felt that he vaguely understood something...

(End of this chapter)