Hearing his name, Siming was not too surprised.

"I expected that. He quickly calmed down. "You're back to fight me for the throne, aren't you?"

Li Yan shook his head: "The throne is not the slightest attraction to me. If I could, I'd rather be a cook forever. ”

Siming looked at him in disbelief, and said with a dry smile: "Look, is hypocrisy or not?"

He suddenly stretched out two fingers angrily: "Hypocrisy!"

"Li Remnant. Don't think that you have no father or mother and you are qualified to speak big in front of me. Tell you, you don't deserve it! Which of the people who raised you doesn't treat you as your own child? You have been protected by others all the way to grow up, and even the setbacks seem to have been deliberately arranged by God. You've been on the run for 10 years, how about you? Aren't you coming back unscathed? What about me? Do you know how hard I've worked and how much I've paid to get to where I am today?"

He suddenly burst into tears: "For today, I sold my conscience, sold!"

Li Yan said: "It's too late for you to turn back now." ”

"It's too late, you don't understand. Siming lamented, "It was too late decades ago. I've endured it for so long, it's time to give it a go. ”

Yu Han suddenly shouted: "Si Ming, don't you even care about me?"

Si Ming's body trembled slightly, his nails buckled into the flesh, and blood came out. He said loudly: "Dapeng rises with the wind one day and soars up to 90,000 miles. I can't take care of you. ”

The Divine Soldier stepped forward, and the mountains shook in an instant.

Li Yan stood in front and shouted, "With me here, don't think about it." ”

"The mantis arm is a car!" said Siming with a contemptuous smile and pressed the motive spring. The divine soldier stepped down towards Li Yan. It's clumsy, but it's so overwhelming that even if you can see it clearly, you can't dodge it. The so-called "great ingenuity does not work" is this principle, in the face of absolute power, skill is useless.

Li Yan knew the limit of his sword technique, even if he could use that earth-shattering blow, he couldn't stop the behemoth in front of him. The grasshopper shakes the tree, and even the most powerful one can't shake it.

But he still stood in front of the divine soldiers.

Li Yan will not fight for death, what flows from him is Zhang Xiaoqing's blood. He's going to win, and it's a big win. Zhang Xiaoqing was trapped in the lonely city and fought against an army of 100,000 people, and today's Li Yan will not take a step back.

He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and said to himself, "The weakness of this giant is its weight, and once it falls to the ground, it will not be able to get up again. I just need to make a tilt to bring it down......"

He pressed his hand on the hilt of the knife, and his heart was empty, as if an old monk had settled down.

Li Yan felt himself standing in a dark lake, and the surface of the lake was full of lotus flowers. He stepped forward, ripples under his feet. Some flowers bloom, while others wither and die. Warm rain was falling from the sky, and he was waiting. Wait for the moment when your own sword can cut through the steel.

Suddenly, a golden crack opened on the surface of the lake, and Li Yan suddenly felt empowered.

He opened his eyes, the knife unsheathed. The brilliance flashed, and the silence was extinguished.

Simaki only felt a chill on it. He lost his voice and said, "What's wrong?"

A fiery red slit opened in the left ankle of the Trap Soldier, making it unable to bear the weight of a mountain, and it collapsed entirely.

The golden light on the surface of the lake is Li Yan's answer. No matter how ingenious the structure is, it is also made by melting and splicing. Even if it's well hidden, the cracks between the metals still exist. As long as this gap is found, even if the divine weapon can break it with one blow.

The giant fell, slammed to the ground, and fell to pieces. After a burst of dust, Siming was gone. When Li Yan saw the corner of the yellow robe, he followed.

Instead of going up, they spiraled down the dark passage, as if they were going straight to the depths of hell. Li Yan only felt a wave of heat hit him, burning his skin, hair, and lungs. At the end of the steps, a bridge carved out of rock stretches forward. A few feet below it, there was galloping and roaring magma.

Here is the sea of fire.

There was no road ahead, and Siming stopped running. He tidied up his clothes and returned to his former modesty.

"Five years of hard work, once abolished. People can't fight with fate, and I don't understand this until now. He looked around, "That's it." ”

Li Yan said: "Listen, you don't have to kill yourself. Go back to Ping'an Village with me, and you can exchange your hands for a mouthful of food. Although it is not so beautiful, no one will look down on you, on the contrary, everyone will respect you. You will find that being an ordinary person is a joyful thing. ”

Siming laughed: "I studied literature at the age of three, and I read hundreds of schools of thought. You're going to want me to be a normal guy now? Tell you, even if I die, I will be vigorous and shocking. ”

He took out a piece of letterhead from his bosom and shook it against the heat: "Do you know what this is? What is written on it can decide the life and death of tens of millions of people." Would you like to see it?"

Li Yan stared at his face, trying to read a clue. But that face was like a pool of stagnant water, and it was terrifyingly calm.

"Give it to me. Li Yan tried to control his tone as much as possible. Even now, you have a chance to repent. You can be a good person!"

"Hypocrisy. ”

These two words were the last words of Si Ming, and after saying that, he jumped into the sea of fire. The flames engulfed him in an instant.

Li Yan rushed to the side of the bridge and looked down, and the letter with the secret written on it was lifted by the heat wave and actually floated up. Seeing this, he jumped down without hesitation.

The tens of millions of degrees of heat scorched Li Yan's body and will. Maybe it was just a vicious lie on the letterhead, but Li was determined to get it back. Tens of millions of lives, this bet is too heavy for Li Yan to lose.

He gripped a protruding rock with his foot, drew his knife in his hand, gently stretched his arm, and gently picked the piece of paper with the tip of the knife. God really opened his eyes, and the letter paper was hooked by him.

Li Yan was overjoyed in his heart, and was about to take the knife back, when something unexpected happened.

A flaming skeleton burst out of the lava, reaching out and pinching the letterhead, dragging it into the flames.

After a few moments, both the skeleton and the paper turned into a puff of black smoke.

The dungeon reverberated with the sound of Si Ming's laughter, which was his last obsession. Li Yan was deeply shocked, he didn't expect that obsession would be so terrifying.

As if awakened by laughter, the magma became restless and began to rise inch by inch. The underground Hell is about to erupt.

Li Yan jumped back onto the bridge and ran out desperately. He ran into Yuhan head-on, and couldn't help but say, grabbed her and left. An abyss with a radius of 100 feet appeared in the dungeon, like a gluttonous blood basin, eating the palace, the mechanism, the parts, and even the underground river.

On the ground, in the city of Huangzhou, people are fighting for their lives. Li Yan shouted: "Run away! This place is going to explode!" But no one was willing to listen, only the sound of blades intersecting.

Yu Han said: "Go back to the village first, how much to keep!"

Li Yan stomped his foot fiercely and went straight to the direction of Ping'an Village.

At that moment, a low groan came from the depths of the earth.

There are countless voices in the world, and this one is undoubtedly the grandest. It's not high-pitched, it's even a little muddy, but it contains incomparable power.

Li Yan turned his head and saw the most magnificent landscape in his life.

Thousands of tongues of fire are like hundreds of rivers returning to the sea, converging in Huangzhou City. The ground turned red, making the city feel as if it were in a giant furnace. The red light bursts out, emitting from the inside out. Anyone can see that the mother of Huangzhou City is giving birth to an angry baby.

In an instant, everything was gone. Intense light stung every pair of eyes, and the sun rose from the ground. It let out a cry that overwhelmed all the thunder. Immediately afterward, the sky was full of fire and rain.

At the same time, in the astrolabe of the Great Liang Dynasty Qin Tianjian, among the lost words in the scriptures, in the compassionate eyes of countless Buddha statues, and in the myths of the flood and famine, which are described in different words and languages, the lack of stars from the earth descended on the world.