Chapter Five Hundred and Fourteen Fantasy and Despair
The sky that seems to be cloudless is hidden underneath it.
Li Hugo is alone, and his sword flying really refers to the Golden City.
A small Thousand-Handed Demon was on his shoulder: "Boy, what's wrong with you?"
"Of the seventy-two magic pillars, there are not many people who can use magic cores." Li Hugo said.
The Thousand-Handed Demon snorted: "I'm afraid that guy is here too."
"That guy?"
"Well, 'Star', this demon god was originally one with the brain demon, but the brain demon took away wisdom and took away its strength. Later, it parted ways. One of the abilities of the stars was the demon core. This was a very difficult demon god to deal with. Its combat power was so strong that the entire Sky Island could not withstand its blow." said the Thousand-Handed Demon.
"Is it reached the level of 'true god'?" Li Hugo gritted his teeth and asked.
"I'm afraid it's far more than that. True God is just your human understanding, but the dimension of God has actually surpassed the cognition of most people. Have you ever seen an existence that can reverse cause and effect and pass through the barrier of time? Mastering the 'rules' is God." The Thousand Handed Demon explained.
Li Huguo didn't ask any further, but the Thousand-Handed Demon disappeared with great tact.
After two hours of travel, Li Yuguo suddenly felt a very strange aura. He immediately flew towards the ground and looked carefully and found that it was just a tea stall.
It is a tea stall in the wilderness.
There were no customers at the tea stall, only an old man fishing by a lake near the tea stall.
The old man was wearing coarse cloth clothes, blue clothes, and a hat. His hair and beard were all white. He was not as good as a fairy-like figure, but he had an indescribable aura.
"Shopkeeper, have a cup of tea." Li Hugo asked tentatively.
The old man didn't look back and replied directly: "The tea is hot, pour it yourself, don't disturb me from fishing."
"This lake is a stagnant water. Even if there are fish, it is still some small fish. What's the use of fishing?" Li Hugo came to the stove and poured himself a bowl of tea.
However, after the tea was poured, a lotus figure bloomed in the tea bowl. When Li Huguo looked at it again, she realized that there was nothing. Could it be that she had misunderstood?
Li Hugo was wondering, but the scenery around him had changed.
The original forest, tea stall, and lake suddenly turned into a cemetery that stretched for thousands of miles.
The sky also turned bloody, and a large number of golden clouds circling in the sky.
The tombstones are crisscrossed and crooked around Li Hugo, as if they are stretched out in the past and can be extended to the future in an instant.
The strange old man disappeared, replaced by a huge obsidian tombstone, which was placed in front of Li Hugo.
Li Yuguo felt that this scene was very familiar, but she couldn't remember where it was, as if at this moment, he was the only living creature left between heaven and earth.
"Son-in-law."
A distant and ancient voice appeared behind Li Hugo. He suddenly turned around and a foot appeared behind him at some point.
That's right, it's just one foot, which is more than Everest, because the ankle is already covered by the clouds.
"Father." Li Hugo knelt on one knee. He had never bent his knees to anyone, and the Emperor of Fengdu was the only one.
He is the god of the underworld, the ghost emperor in the five directions, and the king of the ten palaces of Yama. He is one of the oldest gods and also the father of Mingyue.
His ancientness seems to be in the previous cosmic cycle, and all things in all worlds are not as old as him. Of course, age and time are no longer worth mentioning in front of him.
Only such ability can directly suck yourself into the Netherworld Ghost Realm, yes... This is no longer a Sky Island.
The tombstones and the breath of death everywhere told Li Yuguo that this place was already the Netherworld Ghost Realm.
"You die, your soul will also die." The Emperor of Fengdu said, his voice neither happy nor sad, "My daughter is dead, you have no time to save her."
"What's going on?! Am I still at the junction of Golden City and Shennong Mountain?" Li Hugo said.
"Because I have erased all the memories of the month before your failure. Your heart cannot bear that kind of pain, and your soul cannot bear even more. When you witness your closest relatives leave you one by one, you have already collapsed. I went back to a month ago. You have to save my daughter within a month. Her defense line is about to collapse... Once completely occupied by brain demons, the power of the underworld can erase any world." The voice of the Emperor of Fengdu came from all directions.
Li Hugo was puzzled: "Father, how did I fail?"
The Emperor of Fengdu did not answer Li Hugo's words, but instead made a picture appear in front of Li Hugo's eyes.
He saw that in front of him, there had already appeared a coalition force in six major areas, with millions attacking Zhongwang Court in various directions.
However, the Zhongwangting is full of monsters. While they kill people, they spread their magic cores, and the more they hit people, the more they hit them.
There were so few people, but with the repeated attacks of the six major empty islands, they were indirectly replenished their troops.
When Li Huguo saw this scene, she was completely speechless. According to the original plan, she gathered troops from the six major islands to launch a mostly crushing attack.
"One month." The Emperor of Fengdu said, and his foot was retracted into the sky.
The surrounding scenery changed again, becoming the original forest, but the tea pavilion before disappeared without a trace, except for Li Hugo holding a tea bowl in his hand.
"There's not much time." Li Yuguo said in his heart. He immediately put the tea bowl on the ground, then took the ship-knife and entered the air at full speed.
The tea bowl I put down suddenly began to dissipate, turning into a wisp of golden smoke, and then drilled into the ground.
In the Golden City, Bailong was making a strategy. He was holding a bowl of noodle soup in his hand and looking at the murals hanging on the walls, he felt thoughtful.
"Military advisor, what's the strategy?" Wang Ding laughed and walked in with big steps.
Bailong put down the soup bowl, he picked up a brush and dipped it on the inkstone. He used red cinnabar. He drew the red pigment on the map and said, "In six areas, each area sent two advance troops, and then the rear continued to advance. If all six sides were pushed forward, then we can quickly occupy the entire edge of the Zhongwang Court with the power of landslides collapse and tsunami."
"Okay!" Wang Ding didn't understand any complicated military tactics, he just thought the white dragon was powerful.
But Bailong put down his brush and said with great thoughts: "But what I don't understand is why they are not on defense? They should push their troops to the junction of the six islands and the Zhongwang Court, so that they can perfectly avoid our attacks. After all, the islands that can lead to the Zhongwang Court are very narrow." Bailong murmured to himself.
At this moment, someone from afar said, "Report, Marshal Li is here."