Chapter Eighty-Eight: The Demon Emperor Descends
Thousands of years of time, after all, there are still a lot left, those that make people reminisce, is time, there is a kind of love, does not belong to the six reincarnations, but can make the sea turn into mulberry fields, smile and watch the sunrise and sunset, everything in the world is like the past clouds and smoke, from then on, there can no longer fluctuate a ripple.
Lin Qi stared at the sky, through the canopy of the tree of life, he seemed to see a glimmer of hope, it was from the other side of the starry sky, it was the same him, it was another self.
"Fairy Road...... There are too many dangers, along the way, I don't know how many lives I have seen, watching the people around me leave little by little, but I can't do anything, that kind of pain can't be erased with no amount of time......"
Guge sighed lightly, his eyes contained sadness, he gently stroked the lines of the tree of life, the criss-crossing ravines, like fate in this troubled world, not knowing where to go.
"It's still early, if you can understand one or two, you don't have to worry, just leave in three days. Guge gently patted Lin Qi's shoulder, which was a kind of trust and also a kind of expectation.
Immediately, Guge turned into a gust of wind and drifted away, disappearing in front of the Tree of Life, leaving Lin Qi alone to watch silently.
He looked at the tree of life beside him, the trunk of the sky grew straight, the veins on it were meandering, Lin Qi caressed, only felt that there was a faint wisp of divine consciousness flowing in his fingertips, like water, gently crossing, very strange.
"Could it be that this tree of life ...... Did it already exist in the primeval era?" Lin Qi was a little stunned, it was more than thousands of years, could this really be an ancient tree that witnessed the most glorious era of civilization?
The primeval era is different from the ancient era, relative to time, the primeval era is more distant, and the legends left to future generations are more mysterious, it is a period of disappearing civilization, but also laid a solid foundation for the ancient era.
What does it mean to be ancient?
Lin Qi's body was suddenly stunned, at the junction between his fingertips and the Tree of Life, there was a trace of the law of time flowing, and that breath Lin Qi was very familiar with...... This turned out to be the trace of Old Man Jiang's law.
"The breath here ......"
How could Lin Qi have forgotten that the time method that his master, Old Man Jiang, had taught to Lin Qi before leaving, was so close to what it was here, it could be said to be almost identical.
Although the enlightenment of the law of time is very illusory, as long as the comprehension can comprehend it, even if it is just touching the corner, he will have his own law breath.
And here, there is a familiar atmosphere on the lines of the tree of life, could it be that Mrs. Jiang has been here, the more Lin Qi thinks about it, the more suspicious she feels, Mrs. Jiang is a person of unknown origin, and Lin Qi has almost no understanding of him.
The laws in his body were flowing, and the breath of the law of time was churning, obviously resonating with the breath above, and Lin Qi was even more convinced that Mrs. Jiang had been here before, but she didn't know when she came.
Could it be Taigu? This thought came to Lin Qi's mind, Mrs. Jiang has gone through eighteen lifetimes, and the years that have passed in each life are not less than a thousand years, or even longer, Lin Qi can't deny this idea.
If Mrs. Jiang was born in the primeval era, then why didn't she refuse to tell Lin Qi about some historical events? Is there any secret that cannot be said?
Just as Lin Qi was thinking, a huge whirlpool suddenly emerged in the sky that was still clear and clear, this whirlpool seemed to swallow the heavens and the earth, and the black abyss wiped out the surrounding sun and moon essence, this is the strongest void crack, and there are peerless powerhouses crossing the void.
"Oh no! Such a strong aura, this man...... The origin is not simple!" Lin Qi subconsciously stepped back, but his whole body couldn't move at all, and his legs were like lead, extremely heavy, which was an absolute coercion.
"If there is hope...... Where is the hope? If there is no hope...... Why do you want me to see hope!"
A hoarse murmur swirled out of the black whirlpool, as if a person was lamenting, and the voice was like madness, almost hysterical, roaring above the nine heavens.
The mystical forest below was as silent as death, and all living beings were intimidated by this powerful coercion, and the soul magicians who were wandering beyond the lake were all terrified when they saw it, and they all quickly retreated, not daring to approach this place.
And in the pure water lake, Lin Qi under the tree of life stood still, he stared at the whirlpool above, his eyes were very surprised, as if he was waiting for something.
In the black vortex in the sky, a blood-colored rainbow light stood out, and the breath like the sun swept in all directions, covering the forest, and a man with red clothes and black hair suddenly appeared, and the powerful coercion was exuded by him.
He stared at the Tree of Life below, and suddenly let out a long howl, and said, "I've been waiting for a thousand years!
As soon as his words fell, an arrowless bow appeared in the palm of his hand, and black demon fire burned on the bowstring, as if it could turn everything in the world into ashes, which was extremely terrifying.
Lin Qi felt as if his blood was flowing backwards, this breath was too powerful, making his body a little unbearable, and blood had begun to overflow at the corners of his mouth, and he concentrated his soul power in his heart to maintain normal breathing.
In the lake, a woman with a beautiful figure appeared on the surface of the lake, she has guarded this place for thousands of years, and has never left, and now ...... It's finally time to leave.
Shui Ling said softly: "Demon Emperor, my Holy Spirit will never be friends with you, only war!
The Demon Emperor was dressed in blood and stood in the sky, he didn't speak, his eyes were indifferent, I saw that he stretched out a pair of big hands from the void, and almost instantly, those big void hands pinched the water spirit into ashes, and he didn't give her any power to speak at all.
How powerful this is, Lin Qi couldn't imagine that a life was so fragile, and the person who had just talked to him didn't even have any bones left at this moment, which was a kind of sadness.
"Why can't I find the whereabouts of the Holy Spirit from your consciousness? Is it really gone?" the Demon Emperor sighed, there was no expression on his face, and what was revealed in his eyes was indifference to life and death.
Suddenly, the Demon Emperor focused his gaze on the Tree of Life, and more precisely, he found Lin Qi.
After the Demon Emperor saw Lin Qi, he suddenly frowned, and then transferred the space again and appeared next to Lin Qi, he didn't directly contact Lin Qi, just glanced at him, and then, walked to the Tree of Life again.
Lin Qi's heart was pounding, as if he was about to jump out of his chest, the most powerful big man in ancient times, the Demon Emperor, was in front of him at this moment.
Lin Qi wanted to speak, but he couldn't speak, his mouth couldn't open and he couldn't make any sound, and his body was the same, he couldn't move, he could only watch the Demon Emperor.
At this moment, his life is completely out of his own hands, and he has to obey the orders of others, maybe the other party is dissatisfied or unhappy, Lin Qi is facing the danger of death, this is not a joke.
"I really didn't expect that there would be a sacred tree growing here in the primeval years! What a miracle!"
The Demon Emperor sighed, and he saw the mystery of the Tree of Life at a glance.
The appearance of the demon emperor is not as ugly and terrible as the legend, on the contrary, the years do not seem to have left any traces on his face, his face is like white jade, he can't see any blood, he is extremely white, those eyes, from time to time flashing blood-colored rainbow light, this is the breath of killing.
While walking, the air is magnificent, this is the temperament of a generation of kings, the demon emperor, although he cannot represent an era, but he is a representative of an era.
He looked at the Tree of Life in front of him, and suddenly stretched out his hand and waved it lightly, and a blood-colored blade of light quickly shot out, directly hitting the trunk of the Tree of Life, leaving an extremely deep dent between those veins.
A majestic breath of life came out from the dent, and immediately, some scarlet juice like blood overflowed from the gap, and a faint breath of life flashed on it, and this was the essence of the tree of life.
The Demon Emperor struck again, and those blood-like juices began to break away from the Tree of Life and melt into the Demon Emperor's palm, and this giant tree in the sky also began to break little by little with the passage of life essence.
"The meaning of life...... That is, the strong are dominant! The weak will always give in!"
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