Chapter Twenty-Three: Breaking the Sky in One Mouthful
A mouthful of saliva spat came out of Zhao Zhichao's mouth.
For a while, the world was discolored, how could there be such a simple and crude trick!?
The Ice Dragon of the Imperial Ruler who has been in the Sun and Light Realm for 10,000 years probably didn't expect that there were still strong people who could threaten it in this barren land, why did it take so long to find out.
Zhao Xuancheng pinched the magic trick in his hand, Zhou Tian was blue and prosperous, and one by one ancient talismans appeared in the sky, protecting everyone in the sword array.
But no one was attracted by his mysterious and mysterious technique, and everyone focused their attention on Zhao Zhichao, as if the movement of spitting fragrant lips was more stunning and beautiful than Zhao Xuancheng's ancient technique, and firmly tied everyone's hearts.
When Zhao Zhichao spit out that mouthful of saliva that could destroy the world, everyone's hearts also remembered the sound of "hetui!", and an invincible miracle appeared in front of him.
There is no one before, and there is absolutely no one who will come after.
This is a great moment for them to witness together!
He threw up!
Sky... The red sun in the sky dimmed, flickered, and there was no more light, and all the temperature suddenly stopped rising, and the fiery red of the clouds gradually dimmed, and along with them appeared countless fissures, which spread out in the center of the gloomy sun, and connected to each star.
A trace of golden light quietly appeared in the crack, Zhao Xuancheng smiled, his ears and eyes were full of power, and he already knew that it was the real sunshine.
The old night cracked at an irreversible speed, and countless golden rays of light that had been sealed for a long time broke through the shackles and landed on the already boiling land.
The darkness that had shrouded this land for thousands of years finally shattered at this moment.
The sun is shining, bringing a glimmer of hope to the post-apocalyptic wasteland.
"I can't see it, is that sun?"
"Is it the sun?"
"How can it be so warm?"
One voice after another, full of questions.
They have been accustomed to darkness for thousands of years, and although they have heard of the existence of sunlight from ancestral legends, they have never known what sunlight is. So, when the dazzling sunlight breaks through the darkness, it directly disables their eyes.
The sun dispels not only darkness, but also their eyesight.
The villagers of Liangqiu are all warriors, and their ancestors have shed blood without tears for generations, but they don't know why they all slipped down two tear stains at this time.
These two tears came for no reason, but it can't be said that they are cowardly, on the contrary, Zhao Zhichao feels that this is the last wish of the ancestors engraved in their blood, telling them that your battle is over.
"This is the real sunshine. ”
Zhao Xuancheng looked at the sun in the sky and said after a long absence.
People, after all, are inseparable from land and sunshine.
With a wave of his hand, more than 30 Xuanli Qingming mantras were randomly pinched and flew to the eyes of these more than 30 Liangqiu villagers, treating their eyes.
The dragon has fallen.
What kind of arrogant dragon is that?
Zhao Xuancheng roughly estimated.
It should be similar to the Heavenly Divine Monarch, anyway, it is much higher than the Immortal Realm, according to the oldest legends, this dragon of the frozen world is brought by the traces of chaos, and the growth rate is amazing, I don't know which world it came from?
Zhao Xuancheng didn't plan to ask the people of Liangqiu Village what the chaotic traces were connected to, their inheritance had been broken for too long, and 10,000 years was enough to generate a new civilization, so it was impossible for them to know something.
But according to the beast tide group seen these days, as well as the fierce beasts that were frozen ten thousand years ago, they are all the same batch, although the appearance is different, the realm is different, but there is a kind of similarity in the bloodline between them, they should all come from the same world.
This shows that the Traces of Chaos in this world are not randomly teleported, and guess that it may lead all the way to an unknown beast world.
"Chao'er, when this flood is over, we'll go find the location of the Chaos Trail. ”
Originally, their goal was to find traces of chaos and teleport until they found Zhao Zhichao's original world.
As for how Zhao Zhichao first ended up at night, he himself didn't know, anyway, it wasn't through the traces of chaos.
But in Master's cognition, only Chaos Traces have the ability to transcend time and space, teleporting characters to another time and space.
"Good!"
Zhao Zhichao actually found it very boring.
Before the black dragon outside the sky could see it, it was wiped out by his own spit, without a sense of accomplishment at all.
The only interesting thing in this land is that the spirit body of the Liangqiu family seems to be magical, but unfortunately he can't learn it, and what's even more boring is that the master still doesn't allow him to mess around, obviously his control of power has been much more stable these days.
"You... Do you really want to find the traces of chaos that lead to the land of Yellow Springs?"
Liang Qiu Hongliang looked at the sun greedily, and got great satisfaction, completely forgetting that he was in the air at an altitude of 10,000 meters, and there was a huge flood and tens of millions of bloodthirsty demonic beasts below.
After this catastrophe, what can be left on this land is bound to be more powerful and ferocious spirit beasts, and Liangqiu Village has suffered heavy losses this time, and there is not much left of the spirit body that can be used.
"Yes, Hongliang, you must refine that near-immortal body, and you must also need its power to protect your people. ”
Zhao Xuancheng said, pinched a trick, and then dozens of talismans flew out of his body, wrapped around the corpse of the monk who was about to ascend to the immortal ten thousand years ago, quickly completed the thawing, and preserved most of the functions of this body intact.
Seeing this, the old village chief of Liangqiu saw this, his eyes became clear, and he immediately straightened up his tattered animal skin clothes, and didn't say anything, just bowed to Zhao Xuancheng.
If it weren't for Zhao Xuancheng's profound techniques, it would be difficult for them to thaw this near-immortal body, and if they didn't get it right, it would be easy to completely melt this corpse that had been frozen for thousands of years.
Now with Zhao Xuancheng's help, they have saved a lot of time, and they haven't destroyed this body yet, so their refining speed has directly accelerated a lot.
"Hongliang can't thank you enough!"
He only hated that he couldn't follow the two benefactors who had the grace to save the world to the place of the Yellow Spring.
"It's okay, by the way. ”
Zhao Zhichao said with a big grin, completely ignoring how much psychological shadow his words had caused them.
The village chief of Liangqiu secretly decided to build a statue for their master and apprentice, and when he looked down, it seemed that there was a huge mountain, which could be used to make a statue for them, this is a benefactor.
Zhao Xuancheng looked at it, and a hole appeared in the ocean below, and countless seawater poured into it, but it was always not filled, and this hollow that was like a bottomless pit that infinitely absorbed seawater was still moving.
"Chao'er, I found it, go back as soon as you go for the teacher, don't do anything. ”
Zhao Xuancheng pasted a talisman on Zhao Zhichao's body to sense his position.