The Holy Monument was completely revived, and the last remaining power of the Demonic Holy Stone was swept away.
The battlefield of Fengchuan Three Thousand Miles has finally been included in the protection of human race's destiny again.
Duke Wuxu immediately stepped into the battlefield, "The strong wind blew the sails, and they suddenly flew south and north."
Before he finished speaking, he disappeared in an instant like a gust of breeze.
The wind and the remaining clouds swept across the battlefield three thousand miles away.
However, at this moment, Li Changan was already standing at the entrance of the ancient tomb.
I took one last look to the south and walked in.
The next moment, Duke Wuxu walked out of the void and watched Li Changan disappear into the ancient tomb.
…
Li Changan walked into the ancient tomb, saw the scene in front of him, and subconsciously looked around.
Empty.
Not only did Wang Tiangang and the Golden Lion King not be seen, not even one of the tens of thousands of clan members sent in by the Monster Clan were seen.
There is only one secret room the same size as an ordinary room.
How can it possibly hold so many people?
The secret room is square in shape, with two stone tablets standing in front of it.
One of them looks very familiar, similar to the Wenchang Stele, with reliefs of auspicious clouds, Sheji as the base, and mountains and rivers as the lining.
The other piece has a strange purple demonic power escaping from it. The pattern on it is very blurry, as if it is shrouded in a layer of mist. Looking faintly, it looks like a terrifying beast roaring up to the sky.
After Li Changan entered the secret room.
Two shadows rose from the two stone monuments.
The phantom that appears on the Wenchang Monument is an old man with a white beard. He looks very old, but his back is as straight as a pine, his face is childish and his hair is bright, his eyes are bright and pure, and he has both an old and wise air and a clear innocence.
heart.
The two completely different temperaments blend together without looking awkward.
"Cultivation of my method can make you become holy!"
There were only eight words, but it made this ordinary secret room seem to fall into the starry sky.
All directions turned into pitch black space, with only a few stars floating around Li Changan from far to near.
At the same time, another domineering aura like a volcanic eruption rose from the darkness.
It was as if a majestic mountain appeared in the starry sky, and even the stars became a backdrop.
"Cultivation in my method can lead to divine status!"
A completely different voice echoed in the starry sky, as if everything was being suppressed.
Li Changan turned around and saw a terrifying beast leaping down from an unknown mountain, overlooking the people.
The horns are like a deer, the head is like a camel, the ears are like a cat, the eyes are like shrimps, the mouth is like a donkey, the hair is like a lion, the neck is like a snake, the belly is like a mirage, the scales are like a carp, the front paws are like an eagle and the back paws are like a tiger.
One word flashed in Li Changan's mind instantly:
Jian!
The ferocious beast that feeds on dragons shocks the world!
The aura exuding from this beast seemed to fill the entire starry sky.
Unparalleled domineering, looking down upon the world.
The two phantoms faced each other tit for tat, with neither side losing the upper hand.
"Cultivation of my Dharma, becoming a saint in literature and art, and following the Dharma in my words." The white-bearded old man looked at the ferocious beast calmly.
The ferocious beast was roaring, and the starry sky was trembling. "Cultivation of my method will make your body holy and immortal."
Li Changan looked at the two shadows in front of him, his heart beating wildly.
But they didn't seem to see themselves.
Just keep arguing.
The old man with a white beard looks like the clouds are calm and the wind is gentle, and the ferocious beast swallows the mountains and rivers with its fierce energy.
Along with their arguments.
Yin-Yang jade stars emitting black and white brilliance, or amethyst stars emitting deep purple, flew out from the two stone tablets and scattered in the starry sky.
On these completely different stars, phantoms soon appeared.
On the yin-yang jade stars are countless memory fragments of the old man.
On the amethyst stars are the past of the ferocious beast Jian.
Astonishing rays of brilliance escaped from these stars, and finally a terrifying blockade formation entangled with literature, Taoism, and magic was laid out around the starry sky.
The two phantoms seemed not to see Li Changan from the beginning to the end, and I don’t know how many times they have experienced this kind of argument.
Finally, he returned to the two stone monuments.
Only thousands of stars were left around Li Changan.
Whichever star Li Changan looked at, the shadow on that star would appear in front of his eyes.
In the end, Li Changan chose the Yin Yang Jade Star that was closest to him.
The next moment, he seemed to have fallen into another world, feeling everything in it from a strange perspective that was both outside and integrated with it.
"What about the Demon Emperor? What about Zhan Tianhuan? I, Lu Zhengju, will kill you today!"
The white-bearded old man who calls himself Lu Zhengju has a black and white yin-yang jade blooming with boundless light in his palm, as if he holds the world in his hand.
With one palm press, the sky fell and the earth fell.
Lu Zhengju actually cut off an entire piece of heaven and earth from the world, smelted it into a mountain with two colors of yin and yang, and suppressed a ferocious beast that was a hundred feet high and had purple and gold scales all over its body.
That ferocious beast was clearly the giant beast we just saw!
The ferocious beast looked up to the sky and roared. Between the two horns on its head, a purple-gold golden elixir was spinning. The heaven and earth rotated with it, and the stars moved around, changing the sky and the earth.
When the two figures collided, the world seemed to be destroyed.
Just looking at these memory fragments, Li Changan felt his mind swaying, almost broken.
I don’t know how much time has passed.
When the world returned to peace, Li Changan saw an ancient tomb, and only the remnant souls of two terrifying existences that could destroy the world were left.
The remaining soul turned into two stone tablets.
After that, there was a tit-for-tat confrontation between the remnant souls, from fighting to a truce to stop the war and talk about the sacredness of the Tao.
No one is convinced by the other, and no one can convince the other.
This debate went on for hundreds of years, and the remnant soul could no longer hold on and dissipated into the sky and earth.
But it still left its mark.
The Remnant Soul Brand is still continuing this century-long debate.
It’s just that no new viewpoints can emerge, but the previous arguments are repeated over and over again.
Li Changan had a vague suspicion in his mind, and then looked at the amethyst star closest to him.
Sure enough, it is also the last battle.
"I am the Demon Emperor Zhan Tianjian, and the human race won't let me catch you!"
Wherever he appears, heaven and earth seem to surrender at his feet.
And Lu Zhengju was indeed like the phantom just now, cutting off a corner of the world, smelting it into a mountain, and suppressing it.
Only then did Li Changan pay attention to Zhan Tianyuan's condition. Thunderous roars continued to sound in his body. Finally, the purple golden elixir on his forehead was activated by the power of thunder, and a roar that was rarely seen in ancient times erupted.
Li Changan saw countless shadows of true dragons on Zhan Tianhuan's body, all of them struggling and roaring.
They... all died in Zhan Tianhuan's hands, leaving only their remnants of their souls, which also became nutrients for Zhan Tianhuan's magic.
The fierce power is overwhelming and the stars are reversed.
The duel between Lu Zhengju and Zhan Tianhuan ended in both losing and turning into remnant souls in the grave. After hundreds of years of discussion, they disappeared into thin air...
Li Changan looked at the two stars from beginning to end, sighed, and turned his gaze to the huge formation that enveloped all directions.
A common man with a first-class literary education; a first-class demon emperor from a demon clan, in the end, he would leave such a burial place.
This place is the world of Taoism formed because of the discussion of Taoism among the remaining souls.
Because no one can suppress anyone, and no one can convince anyone, in the end, such a strange but harmonious, and extremely stable world was formed.
Unless you understand the methods of these two invincible powers and unlock this blockade, it is impossible to leave here.
No wonder no one can get out from here.
He actually melted the arts of literature and the demon clan together.
If the human race and the demon race join forces, it might still be possible.
But everyone will be separated individually after entering.
A person must not only have a literary mind, but also practice evil arts;
Moreover, one must have an astonishing ability to understand and understand the methods of these two first-level experts...
Boom!
Li Changan seemed to be struck by a bolt of lightning and stood frozen on the spot.
My literary skills have been ruined, how can I unlock this blockade!?