Ten minutes ago, in the early morning of Dongxia.
In an old house.
The old man holding the enamel jar listened to the sound from the radio and brushed his teeth and washed up unhurriedly. But after putting down the things in his hands, he looked at the courtyard and suddenly fell silent for a long time.
He took out his phone from his pocket, dialed a number, and said straightforwardly, "Shoujing, give me a memorial letter."
"… So sudden?" The person on the other end of the phone was stunned. "Which one do you want, Master?"
"Let me think."
Guo Shouque pondered for a moment and asked, "In Jixia's collection, I remember there is a 'Sacrifice to Chi You' from the 'Taibai Yin Scripture', right? I need it urgently, I want to return a favor. "
"Okay."
The principal of Jixia did not hang up and reached out to pick up the landline. In less than half a minute, a little fox with a wooden box on its head sneaked in from the small door in the corner of the courtyard. After putting down the wooden box, it wagged its tail and whimpered twice. It jumped up to hang a piece of bacon and disappeared.
They all learned bad things from Xuan Niao.
The mountain spirits and water monsters who came here all liked to take some wool back home.
This time, Guo Shouque was not in the mood to scold people. Instead, he lowered his head and opened the box in front of him.
In the opened wooden box, the memorial letter that had been sealed for many years in the past saw the light of day again. Between the ancient ink marks that had been nurtured for thousands of years, the full killing intent almost rushed into the sky and turned into a sharp white rainbow.
"Okay, this is it."
Guo Shouque thought for a moment and laughed softly. "It's a small gift."
Through the loud noise from the radio, it was like peeping into the slaughter and death under the sky of a foreign country, once again witnessing the appearance of the noble divinity rising slowly.
It was so familiar.
"Your time has come, kid."
Between his ten fingers, a bright flame appeared, illuminating the old man's smile. "Let this old man give you a hand —"
The memorial letter was instantly engulfed by the flame.
But countless ancient characters seemed to have merged into the fire, slowly rising and dancing, turning into a mighty echo that reached the heavens.
It was a trace written from the human world, a myth created by humans.
"After the Yan Emperor, the God of Chiyou said: At the beginning of the Primordial Age, the fashion was simple. Stone was used as a crossbow, and wood as an arc. Today, glittering gold is used for soldiers, leather is used for armor, flags are planted, drums are built, spears are used, halberds and shields are used.
Saints rule the universe, with a vast ocean. Conquering all four directions, they submit to the strong and fear the mighty. Punishing traitors and violence, they control the benefits of the Five Armies and are the resources of ten thousand nations. The emperor gave birth to a flock of children, so he was righteous and immoral. Rong Di is ferocious and cunning, ants gather and desolate … "
Under the illumination of the flames, Guo Shouque raised his hands and saluted, "Today, the Six Masters have imposed martial law, respectfully carrying out the punishment of heaven, the Gods have not concealed it, the blessings of the scenery have come, the drums have increased the qi, the Xiongjing has increased the might, the Yi has no strong city, the wilderness has no horizontal formation …"
That hoarse voice reverberated between heaven and earth, gradually becoming louder and louder. In the end, it suppressed all the other noises in the mortal world, as if it had turned into a mighty roar of heaven and earth.
Along with the emergence of large amounts of Past Correction Value, this majestic sacrificial text that was comparable to a divine carving slowly rose between heaven and earth, causing the divine might of the past to reappear, turning into a solemn and violent figure.
"… Like flying frost sweeping up trees, like uprooting a mountain and crushing an egg, like raging flames sweeping away the wind, Rongxia united! Grant me the virtue of one person, the merit of the Five Armies! "
In that instant, the solemn crown that extended from the Weapon Grandmaster's divine might surged between heaven and earth.
In the depths of hell, Chu Hai, who was advancing in the darkness, seemed to sense something. He turned around in shock, then seemed to understand something, and smiled. Behind him, the ancient silhouette of a giant god appeared once again, casting a finger of promise towards the mortal world.
Thus, a mighty stream of light surged up from the land of East Xia, whistling towards Yingzhou.
In the Yingtian Prefecture, the old man who was watching television and eating was stunned. Then, he took off his spectacles in shock.
"Didn't you say that you're just going to make a contribution? Why did this old thing take this out? Don't you feel bad that it's not yours? Shoujing's salary isn't even enough to deduct it! "
He pinched his chin and scratched it for a long time. Then, he could not help but shake his head and sigh, "Fine, I'll make a contribution too."
The Heavenly Mystic Bird descended and gave birth to Shang.
The old man bent his finger and extended it slightly. Naturally, there was a loud rumble, but the human ear could not hear it. There was only a distant echo that stirred up a monstrous tide beyond the borders.
In the dark world, the Torch Dragon curled its lips, "Why are all of you so generous?"
It was like seeing a kind parent in a class group taking the lead to give a teacher a red packet.
It had mixed feelings.
Did all of you f * cking come to an agreement?
Forget it, I've already given away my grandson for free. I don't care about this bit of school fees …
The Torch Dragon mooed, stirring up turbid currents on the Path of Sin.
At the distant borders, the leaves on Mount Yu Dai hummed softly. From the old woman's fingertip, a wisp of emerald light transformed into the shape of a bird. It spread its wings and flapped them into the distance.
At this moment, countless streams of light flew across the entire Realm. They rose from the ground and sped towards Yingzhou!
In hell, there was an even more distant rumble.
"Alright, alright. Go to other places and cause trouble for others. Don't come back and cause trouble again."
The former Iron Crystal Throne was now the prototype of the Heavenly Hell Fortress Horus. The grandmaster beside the furnace waved his hand and casually threw a piece of iron into the void.
The mighty movement had already risen from the deeper depths. It was even faster than his movement …
"Wonderful, wonderful!"
In the silent city shrouded in the eternal symphony, there was wild laughter full of joy. Twenty-one calamity musicians gave their approval and assistance to this performance of redemption.
The projection of the Abyss Chef's Taotie followed closely behind, cutting through all obstacles.
Not only did the Border · Dark Net give their blessings, even Lucian, who was watching the live broadcast from the archaeological team's excavation site, also happily gave his applause.
He gave his blessings to the young people in the Realm from the desperate situation in the depth 17.
When the first stream of light from the Dark Net appeared at the end of the sky, it was followed by an endless golden rainstorm that shrouded the turbulent battlefield.
The gloomy sky was illuminated by the radiance that filled the sky.
The divinity crown of Great Si Ming appeared on Huai Shi's head.
The blessing from the Weapon Grandmaster descended from the sky. The phantom of the Giant God looked up and roared. Then, the Blessing of the Feathered Serpent appeared in the wind, and a series of loud rumbles burst out.
In Huai Shi's soul, the Book of Destiny shook violently.
He didn't even have time to see how many buffs appeared on the title page at that moment.
[Weapon Grandmaster Destiny · Subjugation] made divinity flourish, giving a special attack that could defeat the enemy. [Blessing of the Feathered Serpent · Infinite Breath] made life substance surge, filling up all the emptiness. Then, there was [Blood for Blood] from the evil Candle Dragon, [Ten Thousand Blades] from the Yuan family, [Evergreen Season] from the Qing Emperor, [Rise of Phenomenon] from the Three Wise Men of the Dark Net, [Green Fusion] from the Iron Crystal Throne, [Symphonic Harmony] from the Music Association of Hell, [Health Master · No Future] from the Cooking Demon Organizing Committee … and even [Poem of Eternity] from the Sunmaker!
Those blessings that were extremely rare or even unheard of fell from the sky like a rainstorm under the observation of countless mirrors. They scattered all over the inner circle of the elixir wave and finally gathered in the hands of one person.
From divinity to life substance, from the Stigmata to the Phenomenon, then energy, luck, efficiency, recovery, buffs, blessings, healing …
At this moment, the title page of the Book of Destiny was filled with dense words, almost to the point where it couldn't fit anymore!
It was as if at this moment, the whole world was revolving around this place, and the radiance of countless stars gathered on one person.
It made Great Si Ming's divinity circulate, radiate, spread, and shroud everything. Solemn and violent flames appeared on the sword and blade.
It made him move forward.
Step by step, he tore apart the formation and enemies in front of him, crushed the bones under his feet, and slashed down with his sword and blade, spreading death in the cruelest way.
The Heavenly Punishment had arrived!
It was in his hands!
His blood was boiling, radiating with the temperature of lava. The moment he entered the state of transcendence, Huai Shi felt as if he had turned into a piece of red-hot steel.
The violent power burned his will, and this power that soared endlessly under the layers of blessings burst out casually.
In the middle of the encirclement, Huai Shi roared and stomped on the ground. The earth rumbled, and airwaves swept across. Meanwhile, Huai Shi had already broken through the defense that was like a wall in front of him and stepped on the wings of the Hunting Angel.
Looking into the distance, he raised his palm.
The Sword of Virtue appeared between his five fingers, and then burst out with a dazzling light. Under the infusion of the endless source substance, it quickly intensified and disintegrated. When it lost its physical form, only a ray of precious radiance from the dawn was left.
At this moment, the radiance was thousands of times stronger.
It was as if the scorching sun had descended here!
The Sword of Radiance burned violently, and after gathering countless blessings and blessings, it let out a mighty cry.
Following Huai Shi's action, it whizzed forward!
All obstacles were torn apart like a hot knife through butter.
Countless blood auras rose up before they could evaporate. Like a wound that was slowly blooming, they followed closely behind the Sword of Virtue and extended forward.
They penetrated all obstacles bit by bit.
At this moment, looking down from the sky, the scorching remnant stung the eyes of countless people behind the mirror, causing the earth to burn, and the surging hell split from the middle.
It was like the ocean in front of Moses.
It went straight to the end!
In the blink of an eye, the blazing light pierced through the abyss incarnation made of bones and rotten flesh. A huge force erupted, pulling the body backward, causing a frenzied aftershock.
It was nailed to the ground!
Flames spewed out from the body of the Corpse Lord, and the blazing light of dawn burned the essence of the abyss to nothing.
The Corpse Lord raised its head with difficulty and roared loudly, wanting to pull out the sharp blade in front of its chest.
But its last struggle would not be of any use.
Because the angry blade of the axe had been raised, and it was aimed at its neck.
"Goodbye."
Huai Shi looked down at its gradually distorted face and said goodbye coldly.
The blade of the axe fell, and a crisp cracking sound burst forth. A broken head rolled into the flames, silently turning into ashes of salt and sulfur.
The last obstacle was removed.
There were no more enemies in front of him.
In the ashes, Huai Shi slowly raised his head and looked forward.
He looked at the ruins of the Empire Hotel. The middle-aged man who was staring at him indifferently.
The future of the Divine City!
"It really is, long time no see."
Huai Shi smiled and pulled out the blood-stained Hatred. "Finally, I found you …"
It was time to end it!
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