Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Courage to Stand Alone with Demons
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With a long breath, he exhaled infinite turbidity, and his shattered body rolled down into the sea of corpses and blood, and countless fighting beasts turned into flesh and mud and melted into the earth.
The blood-covered eyes blurred to see a figure falling, black hair dancing wildly, eyes like cold stars, bronzed skin flashing with a crystal texture, and the savage body was strong and vigorous, full of a thrilling beauty.
"Dead?"
Li Luo looked at Ji Fa, who was only half of his body left, and then grabbed his head and lifted it up, blood smeared all over the ground, and the lower half of his body was already mixed with the flesh and blood of countless creatures, and maybe even eaten by a certain surviving beast.
"You are.... You are ......." Ji Fa finally discovered the source of everything, but he had also reached his limit.
In another world, one of Li Luo's ancestors, known as the existence of the Martial King, is already dying at the moment, and it is all supported by the ancient divine blood.
"Do you want to save your people, do you want to do something? is not willing to be the identity of his second son.,I want to surpass but there is respect for my brother.γ It was difficult for Li Luo to feel this kind of brotherly affection, because he had no brothers and few friends.
"Do you want me to help you kill your brother and then take revenge on me with guilt?"
Li Luo said sincerely.
"It's also fun to train a strong man with your own hands."
"No..."Ji Fa certainly has his own ambitions, but he will not do such a thing, and that kind of thing will never be done.
"Since you don't want to, forget it, and look forward to you living out the second life." Li Luo casually threw half of Ji Fa's body into his transformation pool, and the hot magma submerged Ji Fa, and then Li Luo officially stepped into this ancient wild land, bringing them a new change.
Since you want to reform the world, how can you fake the hands of others?
The question, however, is, how? Knocking down the world on your own? What can be done if it is defeated, it is just that one group of slave owners replaces another group of slave owners, just like Yin Shang replaced the Xia Dynasty.
To change, we need to start from the roots.
"Let me breathe soul into this world."
Stepping in front of Xibohou's mansion, the powerful power did not need to be reported by anyone at all, and it had already been felt by everyone in Xibohou's mansion, and countless armor soldiers held swords and looked at Li Luo vigilantly.
"Who is Your Excellency?" An elegant noble son walked out of the mansion with a gentle expression.
Ji Zhou, a belittled Bohou, is considered cowardly and powerless, and the reason why this is so is because Ji Zhou is a farmer.
Yes, among the countless princes, Ji Zhou is the best at farming, although he also fights, but this kind of behavior of digging in the field is looked down upon by other princes, after all, how can farming be as happy as hunting and snatching.
"Children are useless, the next thing, I have to meet with Xibohou." Li Luo said.
Bo Yi Kao frowned slightly, but Li Luo didn't need their consent to step directly into the mansion, but the existence that stopped in front of him was all blown away, along with Bo Yi Kao, the eldest son.
Walking slowly into the mansion, Li Luo saw an old man sitting on the ground in the center of the main hall, fiddling with gossip and white hair, and a young man serving on the side.
"Gossip?"
"Yes, gossip." Ji Chang didn't look up, still fiddling with the turtle shell and calculation chips on the ground.
"The ancients Bao Xi, the king of the world, looked up at the sky, and looked down at the law on the ground; The text of bird watching and beasts is suitable for the place; Take all the bodies closely, take all things far away, so he began to gossip, with the virtue of the gods, and the feelings of all things. β
"The gossip is in a column, and the image is in it; Therefore, it is important to be in it; Rigidity and softness push each other, and change in it; It is a matter of resignation and fate, and it is in it. Li Luo sat on the ground and picked up a counting chip. You've already expected me coming, Ji Chang. β
"Because you must come, the scars of heaven that pierce the sky, and what you bring is not destruction, but change." Ji Chang put down the calculation chip in his hand and sat opposite Li Luo.
"Since ancient times, the time of heaven has been the main, but with the traces of heaven that pierced the sky, the time of the day is not as good as the place, and the place is not as good as the people, this is a change by the human race, no, by the earthly races to really control their own destiny moment."
The old man's palm was only grasped, and the bulging green tendons showed the determination of the owner of the body.
"Life is as short as the dew dissipates, and people are on the go to find answers." The water dripping from the eaves, Li Luo slowly opened his palm.
"The fortune is like the ups and downs of the sea, and the blurred veins on the palm are long."
"The long sword sings a sad song in the night, and the years are like mottled bronze mirrors."
"The fire in the sky knocks on the door of the earth, and the stars depict the vicissitudes of life."
"In the criss-crossing world, who can understand the world like chess."
"Old, I still can't understand what fate is, and gossip can't play the real world." Ji Chang smiled bitterly. "Only do your best."
"Hahaha, old uncle, with me, a heavenly demon from outside the territory, you are really disobedient to your ancestors."
Located behind Ji Chang, there is a brand-new ancestral tablet, which is the ancestor of the Ji Yi lineage of the past dynasties, which can be traced back to the era of the Three Emperors and Five Emperors, and is the true descendant of the divine lineage.
For the ancestors, Li Luo's view has always been - a great dead man!
It's great, but it's already dead.
He lives in his heart, I live in the world, and after a thousand years, when he has forgotten his name, the immortality of the spirit becomes the greatest lie.
"This world is a world where the living live, but the dead dominate the world, the ancestors are certainly worthy of reverence, but..."
"But these old things are too much, aren't they?" Crushed the chips, Li Luo laughed. "Presumably Di Xin is also very unhappy now, he is obviously the emperor of the earth, but he has to be subject to the ancestors."
Some ancestors are indeed worthy of admiration, while others are placed on tablets only because they have given birth to offspring.
"The gods have been revived, the whole land will inevitably fall into war, and I, Ji Zhou, have lost the protection of our ancestors, so I must find a new partner." Ji Chang looked at Li Luo.
"So, do you have the courage to stand up to demons?"
"I will walk with the demons to the lowest level of hell."
Looking at each other, Xibo Hou Jichang, who was forced by the existential crisis, and the extraterritorial heavenly demon from another world, reached a cooperation intention at this moment.
Jizhou,
Su Hu held a sword of royal power in his hand, and countless dead swept out from under the ground, turning into an infinite army to sweep the entire land, and the army of the living dead broke through all obstacles and advanced towards Chaoge.