Chapter 65: Despair
The chess demon was lying on the ground, his body was embedded in the dirt, the bones on his body had been shattered, and all his cultivation had been abolished, and now he could say very bluntly that he was a wasted person.
And he's a wrecked man.
Lying on the ground and looking up at the sky, the chess demon has done a lot of bad things in his life, countless, but he has always been smiling, not at all like a vicious demon, maybe Li Xiu only met him now, and did not meet him before, so it makes the chess demon not look like a bad person.
There was a smile on his face, a little crazy, a little relieved.
No matter when you ask, the answer to that question never changes. ”
He said in a weak voice.
The chess demon's voice was low, but everyone heard it clearly, and the Snow Emperor thought for a moment and said, "I don't need you to make changes, I just need to let you know that your choice is wrong, and that's it." ”
He attaches great importance to chess demons.
Because there are many people in the world who are strong and high-level, but there is only one one who cultivates the formation path to be unique in the world, if it weren't for the cooperation of the chess demon and Zhuge Thirteen to quietly break the big array of the Imperial City of the Snow Country, the strong man of the Snow Country would not have become almost completely damaged as he is now.
The chess demon didn't speak again, and lay on the ground, looking at the sky angrily.
At this moment, it is not an exaggeration to describe the Snow Emperor as monstrous, he is just standing there alone, as if he is carrying the heavens and all the universes on his shoulders, overpowering everyone.
The rest of the Snow Country Grandmasters all retreated behind the Snow Emperor, watching quietly with bated breath, obviously no longer needing their intervention in front of them.
Among the people present, Liu Ran and his opponent were still fighting a hundred miles away, and they were not affected by the movement here, or even if they noticed it, there was no solution, and they had no ability to intervene, so they could only do their best to solve their opponent first, and then think about other things.
The knives are still hidden in the air, sometimes appearing, sometimes disappearing.
The Snow Emperor didn't make much movement, he just turned his head to look at a place in the air, and the throwing knife stopped there, and then appeared from the hidden place.
The Snow Emperor narrowed his eyes slightly, and the flying knife shattered into pieces.
Ye Kai's body trembled, blood stained his clothes red, his pupils shrank, and he looked up at the Snow Emperor.
The Snow Emperor turned his head to look at him, and the flying knife that broke into pieces passed through his chest.
Blood bloomed all over his body like plum blossoms, and Ye Kai's body fell to the ground.
Incredible, unbelievable, all kinds of emotions instantly appeared in everyone's hearts, why is the strength of the Snow Emperor so strong?
As strong as Ye Kai, he was just a face, and his eyes were already seriously injured, and he was unable to fight again.
What does this great array at your feet represent?
It is not their character to sit still, Qianguan four arms condensed a Buddha lotus in front of him, the word Buddha bloomed from the lotus, the pale golden pupils stared at the Snow Emperor, the golden Buddha lotus turned into a cold wind and dissipated into countless words to wrap the Snow Emperor together, a huge golden Buddha appeared out of thin air from the sky, the Buddha held a single palm in front of him, his half-closed and half-open eyes looked down at the Snow Emperor, and the huge palm covered his body and fell, like a collapsed sky.
The overwhelming feeling of oppression is enough to suffocate ordinary people.
Huang Fu Li's body was covered with bright yellow qi, the red golden breath burned on the skin, he flashed towards the Snow Emperor, the bright yellow breath brought a faint trace in the sky, he clenched his fist with one hand, and the fist solidified the space around the Snow Emperor's body, imprisoning his body.
Huang Fuli's strength was already stronger than Ye Kai, and at this moment, he shot with all his strength in anger, and the power was even better than when he was at his peak, and before the punch arrived, the clothes on the Snow Emperor's body had already lifted a corner, the bundle of hair was shattered, and the long hair flew towards the rear.
Zhuge Thirteen's figures rose into the sky, and the Dao hexagram seal spread outward from the palm of the hand, and then each gathered and condensed, and finally formed a complete Ming hexagram diagram.
There is only one avenue, and all the branches under it are derived from that avenue, and the same is true for the hexagram seal.
Taoist Taiji diagram is known as the closest to the avenue of hexagrams, whether it is Wudang Mountain or Qingshan has a method of control of Taiji, Taiji is also the most primitive hexagram, but there are many avenues between heaven and earth, and there are also many hexagrams.
For example, the Ming hexagram diagram that was born from the yang side of the Taiji diagram.
The so-called Ming hexagram is a yang hexagram that is condensed by a unique handprint and connected together through a special trend.
It is the most rigid and yang hexagram, majestic and magnificent, never mixed with any partiality and femininity, and suppresses all enemies with the most majestic momentum.
This is the Ming Hexagram, strong, arrogant.
The three of them attacked the Snow Emperor together, and the incomparably powerful force caused the earth to tremble for thousands of miles.
The Snow Emperor raised his hand, his hands spread out on the left and right sides of his body, palms facing up, and the ice and snow between heaven and earth suddenly trembled, and a light fell from the sky.
The light was faint, not as bright as the moon, not even as starlight, but more like snow.
Endless cold emanated from the Snow Emperor's body.
The outstretched palm did not let go, he moved his right hand in front of him, and a faint wave came from the palm.
A mountain peak thousands of miles away collapsed.
The ground beneath your feet becomes an abyss.
A pebble rolled down from the abyss, like the sound of a finger brushing a bluestone slab, and there was the sound of the wind in the invisible place.
The light shining on the Snow Emperor suddenly disappeared.
The fluctuations above the palm of that hand were no longer faint, but seemed to be soaring into the sky, and the incomparably powerful aura shook the abyss, and it seemed that they were all in fear.
The Buddha disappeared beyond the firmament, golden blood flowed from Qianguan's eyes, and the sound of bones breaking came from his four arms, and then he fell from the sky.
The Snow Emperor leaned slightly sideways, and the majestic fist that imprisoned him was broken free, he took a step forward, and a little ice blue rose from the abyss, his feet stepped on the ice blue, breaking through the Ming hexagram of Zhuge Thirteen, and then appeared in front of Huang Fuli, and the two stood face to face.
That bit of ice blue suddenly disappeared at the feet of the Snow Emperor, and then exploded in Huang Fuli's chest, and the bright yellow qi around his body instantly retreated into his body, and the Snow Emperor's hand pressed on the top of his head, and his eyes said indifferently: "The people of the Wasteland interfere in the affairs of my Snow Country, and you will die." ”
His palm was lightly forced, and Huang Fuli's body smashed down to the ground like a streamer, sinking into it, and the chess demon Ye Kai and others lost the strength to fight, but they did not die, obviously the Snow Emperor did not play a killer, but had a playful mentality.
The Ming Hexagram was broken, and a snowflake appeared on Zhuge Thirteen's shoulder, the Snow Emperor stepped forward and held the Ming Hexagram in his hand, and the breath of Zhigang Zhiyang was frozen by him, and Zhuge Thirteen also smashed into the ground and lay on the side of Huang Fuli.
In just a few moments, the chess demon, Ye Kai, Qianguan, Huangfuli, and Zhuge Thirteen were all seriously injured and dying.
The Snow Emperor stood on the sky, an aura of despair oppressing everyone.