First Son-in-law

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 silhouette, 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 glows.

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.

A closer look revealed that 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 advises 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, this time the destruction will be far better than before.

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

It's like the blooming of youth, the beauty of beauty, the smile of thousands of flowers without color.

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.

There was a hint of sadness in his eyes, and he sighed slightly, feeling helpless.

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

"He insists on going against heaven, but I can't persuade him." The leader of Lingtai looked at the endless and deep darkness, as if he wanted to blend into it.

…

at this time!

Qin Li returned to Qianyuan.

Everything is as usual, everything is fine.

"It feels like your breath changes drastically after you sleep."

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

"Wandering around, reminiscing with old friends, and discussing the art of swordsmanship, I have found an opportunity." Qin Li said slowly.

"What opportunity?"

Chaos was curious and asked.

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

Even without a sword in his hand, he can activate the sword-breaking technique, displaying a power of annihilation that will destroy the world and end the era.

Although it has not yet been completely condensed, one sword can defeat all kinds of magic.

but!

It has begun to take shape.

Able to penetrate deep into the core of chaos.

Like a big hand that returns to the ruins, it opens up the lines of the avenue.

After successfully touching the Chaos Chicken, Qin Li can crush it and explode it at any time, destroying the immortal body of Chaos.

"do not!"

"You bastard, stop it!"

Chaos screamed in fright, and the scabbard trembled.

"Damn it! You are progressing too fast. You have already realized that one sword can defeat all kinds of magic."

Qin Li stopped his tactics, shook his head and said: "It's just a pseudo-immortal technique, but I have found the path and will soon be able to compose the most powerful magical technique."

Say it!

Open your palms.

A sword rune appeared.

The innate secrets are intertwined with billions of sword marks.

It seems complicated, but in fact, after the layers are stacked, it is just one sword.

This was the innate sword rune that Qin Li sacrificed back then. It took him decades to learn countless sword skills and finally restored it.

The chaotic runes were beating, and only Qin Li himself could understand the hard work poured into them. He had always thought that this was a sword that could defeat all laws, but later he realized that it was just a fake one sword that could defeat all laws.

certainly.

The effort was not in vain.

Because if the supernatural power does not offer sacrifices, Qin Li will not be able to accept all rivers.

Now, not only has he found the path to true immortality, but even if he sacrifices this innate sword talisman, he can condense it again.

He has gone from "being able to use" to "being able to make".

He can even transplant runes to his children.

This way.

A false sword can break all laws.

It's the Qin family's bloodline magical power.

His descendants can all awaken from his bloodline.

"Swallow this sword rune and help me smelt the Taichu Immortal Sword."

Chaos sucked it in, ate the innate sword runes, and said: "This is not a difficult task, but the time of Taichu's birth must be postponed."

Qin Li nodded.

boom!

Suddenly there was a muffled sound.

Immortal power is mighty and powerful, sweeping across all parts of the world.

"After half a year of seclusion, are they finally coming out?"

Qin Li looked out the window.

far away.

Nine colors in the sky.

All things surrender, and the sound of nature resounds.

A fairy tree stands tall, holding the power of the sky and covering the earth with power.

It is obvious that the Immortal Art of Flat Peach has returned to its peak and has transcended matter, turning into a virtual form with countless immortal traces intertwined, which is the final manifestation of the immortal way.

The gourd divine vine flew out, shining with gold, and the dragon vine Jiutian completely got rid of its form and turned into a divine way, carrying great ideals.

The green lotus in the fairyland has not changed much. It is lonely and independent, blooming slowly, without vines or branches. It is like a spectator witnessing the rise and fall of the universe. It naturally reveals a kind of aloofness and does not conform to the world.