Chapter Fifty-Eight: The Beginning of the War
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In the spacious courtyard, flickering light and darkness, Hong Yi walked in it, but he was silently calculating the hexagram in his heart, and his face was solemn.
"・・・・・・ Yuanheng, Li is involved in the river, first three days, three days after Jia, there is wind under the mountain, Gu, a great omen, nine deaths!"
After verifying it several times and making sure that he had not miscalculated, Hong Yi smiled slightly bitterly, since the I Ching was written, the evil omen in his heart has become stronger and stronger, wave after wave, like a tide.
He naturally knew what was going on, but if he wanted to deal with the attack of that one, he was not sure at all, even if he finished writing the Book of Changes, he immediately crossed seven thunder tribulations and became the creator, but it was just a situation of ten deaths and no life into nine deaths and one life, and the huge crisis did not subside at all.
"Okay, let me see how big the gap between you and me is, and see if I, Hong Yi, have the ability to escape from you!"
Taking a deep breath, Hong Yi looked up at the outside of the courtyard and whispered, a hint of determination flashing in his eyes.
As if in response to him, in the sky above Zhou Yi Academy, the white clouds were suddenly torn apart, and the golden and dark rays were intertwined, cutting down like a giant sword, and where it passed, the ground cracked a terrifying giant ditch dozens of zhang wide and bottomless.
In the face of the terrifying divine light that was close at hand, Hong Yi's pupils shrank suddenly, and thoughts flew out, turning into a sword of a day, a small sword, two by two, and they actually formed a hexagram.
"There are mountains in the world, escape! The gentleman is far from the villain. ”
The whole person jumped in the air, Hong Yi headed towards the sky at a ghostly speed, and the golden and dark lightsaber slashed under him, directly splitting the entire Zhou Yi Academy in two, as if it had been cut in half.
The explosion was repeated, the roar continued, and after this sword, there was a panic in the ruined academy, and then dozens of figures flew out, all of them looked extremely ugly, and they were going to find someone to settle the account.
As the holy place in charge of the world's literary altar, Zhou Yi Academy gathered most of the world's literary power at this time, these great Confucian ghosts and immortals never thought that someone would be so bold and reckless, dare to risk a big attack here, carelessly, was just the sudden sword caused heavy losses, not only each school has disciples died under the lightsaber, and even many masters of the school were beaten to ashes.
Everyone is angry, but these great Confucian ghosts and immortals are planning to kill the people directly.
Dozens of thunder tribulations, nearly a hundred ghosts and immortals, in normal times, this is enough to subvert the world, no matter how bad it is, it can protect itself, but as their leader, Hong Yi did not have the slightest sense of security at this time, but his face became more and more ugly.
He had just calculated, and he knew that his only chance of life was in the outer heavens, so he had to leave as soon as possible.
It's a pity that from the beginning, a vast and boundless fist spirit blocked the heavens and the earth, even if he was born from the Book of Changes, he was forcibly stopped.
"Dean, what's going on?"
The head of the Tang family flew to Hong Yi's side and asked softly, while looking at the sky with a solemn face, obviously noticing something wrong.
Hong Yi sighed lightly and was about to speak, but at this moment, a gust of wind blew in the sky, and the clouds that had been scattered completely dissipated, revealing the situation behind him.
I saw that above the firmament, the three-headed and six-armed hundred-zhang demon god stood in the sky, looking down angrily, driving the powerful chariot of nearly a thousand golden crows and ice phoenixes and running slowly, as if he was slowly accumulating strength, scattered nearly a hundred ghost immortals floating in the air, faintly blocking the entire sky.
Qi Qi gasped, and the faces of everyone in Zhou Yi Academy suddenly became flustered, and they also felt frightened by the battle on the opposite side, originally thinking that their side was strong enough, but they didn't expect that the opposite side was even more ruthless than them.
As an iconic symbol, the existence of Asura is already known to the world, and seeing it appear here, everyone in Zhouyi Academy still doesn't understand who the person is, and they also know in their hearts that they can't be good today.
When the general trend is today, the princes and the family can get along with anyone, but only Mo Wen can't, after the latter indiscriminately destroyed the inheritance of the Fanjia family, he is the great enemy of the family, and he is more disgusted by the family than Yang Pan and Hong Xuanji.
Taking a deep breath, looking at Mo Wen sitting on the chariot, Tang De shouted: "Mo Wen, you demon dares to sneak attack Zhou Yi Academy, the Holy Land of the Righteous Path, you are really mad, aren't you afraid that the crowd in the world will attack it?" ――”
Occupy the righteousness and reprimand the ministers, this is almost the routine of all the ministers and Confucians, but it is a pity that Mo Wen does not eat this set at all, his eyes swept slightly, and before Tang De's words fell, on the roulette wheel behind the Asura, the two orbs, one gold and one dark, spun rapidly, turning faster and faster, and finally almost connected, a two-color spiral intertwined giant sword shot out of it, and rushed straight towards Hong Yi in the crowd.
The Liangyi Heavenly Cannon, this is a new magic weapon formed by Mo Wen combining the two Holy Emperor Supreme Treasures, the Rulai Robe and the Dark Star, which fuse the power of light and darkness, and the power is dozens of times more powerful than the Three Realms Yuan Qi Cannon of the Yuan Qi God.
This time the lightsaber slashed down from the air, and the surrounding space was faintly vibrated under the blow, Hong Yi fled again with his exquisite escape technique, but Tang De and more than a dozen ghost immortals who were standing beside him were unlucky, and they were vaporized on the spot without even leaving a last word, and dissipated without a trace.
Without hesitation, there was no nonsense, sitting on the Sun and Moon Chariot, Mo Wen looked at Hong Yi's eyes full of endless killing intentions, the eyes of the twelve desolate gods who were driving lit up at the same time, and with a flick of the long whip in his hand, the golden crow and ice phoenix in front of the car suddenly hissed, pulling the chariot and rushing towards Hong Yi.
Nearly two thousand golden crows and ice phoenixes exerted their strength at the same time, and the power of flames and frost filled the entire heaven and earth, as irresistible as an overturned heavenly river.
Hong Yi's face was solemn, facing the monstrous divine might, his palm flipped over, and he suddenly threw out the immortal monument.
Bang!
As the king of the artifacts refined by the Immortal Emperor, although the immortal monument is strong, it also depends on who it compares with, colliding with the torrent transformed by the golden crow and the ice phoenix, and after only a moment of stalemate, it was shattered, turning into 120,000 tiny runes and sliding backwards.
Hong Yi took this opportunity to jump up, and the whole person incorporated these runes into his body with both arms, and the aura around his body suddenly swelled, and with his two fingers together, a sword qi burst out from his fingertips, and slashed towards the torrent of ice and fire head-on.
"Immortal monument, melt into me! There is fire in Ze, leather! The gentleman rules the calendar, the Ming world! Leather sword! ”
Brush!
The sword is getting bigger and bigger, and in the blink of an eye, it has skyrocketed, and it is much more powerful than the Panhuang Soul Sword, especially the sword momentum, which has a sense of reversing the general trend of heaven and earth, reforming society, reforming humanity, and reforming its destiny!
This sword is the most powerful sword that Hong Yi has realized from the way of the Book of Changes, the leather sword!
The corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and in the face of Hong Yi's majestic leather sword, Mo Wen, who was sitting on the throne of Ah Bi, spoke for the first time.
"Leather sword? Nice moves! It's a pity that in the face of absolute power, you can't change anyone! Golden crow, ice phoenix, yin and yang are one! ”
Accompanied by Mo Wen's whispering, the golden crow and the ice phoenix that were flying rapidly cried in unison, a thousand golden birds, a thousand ice phoenixes, each of them found the other one, two by two entwined, the yin and yang qi around the body fused together, soaring wildly, forming a flood of divine light, under this divine light, everything gradually became nothing, and the whole heaven and earth seemed to collapse at this moment, and they were all going to be destroyed!
Burst!
Like a pebble falling into a river, Hong Yi's seemingly sharp leather sword was swallowed up without splashing a single ripple, and the divine light transformed by the golden crow ice phoenix then slashed towards him like a sharp blade.
Alas!
Seeing that Hong Yi was about to fall under this blow, a soft sigh came from the void.
An illusory divine light flew out from the center of Hong Yi's eyebrows, turning into a virtual shadow, and in the virtual shadow, the sky was round, but it was another world.
The divine light collided with the world, trembling constantly with each other, and finally the divine light dissipated, turning into a golden crow and an ice phoenix again, and the head looked a little sluggish, while the world cracked a large crack, revealing the figure of Hong Yi and another high-crowned suit inside.
"Oneiroi Machine, we're meeting again!"
A few years later, witnessing the glory of the Eternal Realm again, Mo Wen looked at the Dream God Machine and said slowly, his eyes full of confidence.