Chapter 89: Desolate Ancient Stone Statue 9 Brothers Fate
The appearance of the two sides is about 50% similar. At this moment of life and death fighting, it shows the determination to fight to the death, especially the person holding the golden pen. Although he is only in the realm of life and death, his soul has as many as 160,000 thoughts. What Liu Rufeng is like,
It is simply incomparable. These soul thoughts gathered together to form a black dragon. The dragon's claws could not stop tearing apart the protective shield, the dragon's body, and the dragon's tail. They kept conquering and swaying, shaking off the entire evil rain on both sides.
During the fierce fight between the two sides, they never noticed that someone was approaching here, preparing to use evil tactics to sap him.
The broken rivers and mountains gradually became complete under this man's golden pen. Small bridges, flowing water, and green grassy peaks kept reflecting the true meaning, forming a picture of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains. The shadow of this painting kept shining with colorful divine light, bringing the soul thoughts of the warring people to life.
The seal is forcibly inhaled, and the green mountains and green waters in the painting imply a killing array, emitting countless rays of light to kill the enemy.
The person fighting against him was miserable when faced with the painting brush of mountains and rivers, and the dragon of souls kept killing him. If the nine-story pagoda hadn't kept releasing all kinds of wild beasts to fight, he would have been killed by his mortal enemy long ago. Seeing that his mortal enemy's painting of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains was completed,
He was about to paint the next picture, with a look of fear on his face and howling: "Lian Ziwen, you really want to kill me! I am your brother after all."
Lian Ziwen didn't answer at all, and painted quickly with his brush. A picture of peonies blooming gradually appeared in the movement of dragons and snakes. Peonies kept blooming in the painting. The shadows of these flowers were as red as flames. During the blooming period,
, petals kept flying out of the painting, beautiful and enchanting.
Seeing that the second painting is about to be completed, the flying petals are infinitely beautiful, but each petal contains terrifying sharpness. As soon as the painting is completed, countless petals will attack and kill him, and he will die instantly.
Burial place.
During the hard resistance, the nine-story pagoda and the shadows of various beasts began to fade away. The soul dragon reached out with a claw and directly scratched the shield of magic light. From then on, a piece of flesh and blood was carried on the man's shoulder.
While screaming miserably, the man finally became crazy: "Do you really want to kill me? Okay! Let's die together."
The nine-story pagoda came out of the hand, millions of beasts howled in despair, and all exploded. Countless essences of spiritual energy entered the mouth and nose of this person. While howling in pain, the body was raised three feet tall, and the body was covered with hair.
There is no trace of humanity left.
The pagoda lost the shadow of the beast and became completely dim. Finally, there was a loud bang and it exploded into pieces. Amidst the scattered spiritual energy, a shadow emerged, old and lifeless. He glanced at Lian Ziwen and slowly dissipated.
"Father! You beast, you actually sealed my father's soul into your tower of beasts. I will kill you today." Lian Ziwen saw this phantom, his eyes turned red, and he roared at the beast in front of him that looked more human than human.
"Haha! Lian Ziwen, today is the day you die. What kind of father is that bastard? He has been very fond of you since he was a child. You can enter the imperial court to learn the path to immortality, but I! I can only follow that old guy to forge every day.
Why do you have to do hard work and be insulted by him every day? Why? Why can you, Lian Ziwen, be well-dressed and a popular figure, but I, Lian Ziwu, have to be ridiculed by countless people every day? Why do you think? Ah!
"Lian Ziwu saw his brother's expression of pain, the beastly face full of hatred, and he shouted in questioning.
"You beast, your father gave birth to you and raised you. Not only are you ungrateful in return, but you have also done something so outrageous to both humans and gods. Today, I will kill you and use your head to honor your father." Lian Ziwen looked sad and shouted loudly.
Roar.
The evil rain and mist kept rippling in the roar, as if Lian Ziwen's heart of grief and anger was felt. The rain became heavier and the fog became thicker. The evil rain dropped densely on the two people's Dharma light shields, and the clanking sound was endless.
Faced with his brother's question, Lian Ziwu was silent for a moment, and the two wild beast red lights in his eyes were a little thinner, and he roared: "Brother, this is the last time I call you big brother, you know! You have been there since you were a child.
You are excellent in everything, terrifyingly excellent, you are better than me in everything, even luck, I can't compare with you. Every time those people come to my father's blacksmith shop, they always mention how excellent you are and what a genius you are! My father is very fond of you.
You are extremely satisfied, but to me, it is endless humiliation and humiliation, do you know?"
Lian Ziwen looked complicated and remained silent.
"Every time I go out, countless people point fingers at me. Do you know what they say? They say how good you are! And I! I am a waste, a complete waste, and can only live among the ants.
Struggling to survive, this is their evaluation of me, their judgment of my life." After Lian Ziwu finished speaking, hot tears flowed out of his face covered with velvet. There is a saying that a man should not shed tears easily, but he has not yet shed tears.
When it came time to feel sad, Lian Ziwu had already reached the peak of his sadness, how could he not shed tears.
Lian Ziwen remained silent again, letting the evil rain hit the surface of the shield.
"Actually, I have already accepted my fate in my heart. Since you are so dazzling, I would rather be that dust to set off your infinite brilliance. But fate has just fooled me. I actually overheard once that my talent for cultivation is no better than yours.
You are worse, even worse. I couldn't believe this was true, so I impulsively asked my father, but do you know what he said?" Lian Ziwu's eyes showed blood again, and he began to yell crazily.
"He actually admitted that this was the truth. I asked him crazily, why did I ask you to practice Taoism because I have so much talent? This old guy actually slapped me so hard that half of my face was swollen. He actually
I didn’t even bother to explain. I only left one sentence: eldest son first. Is that him? In one sentence, he wanted to explain the misery and misery in my life! So, he deserves to die, he deserves to die!"
Lian Ziwen sighed quietly: "He is your father!"
"I don't have such a father! Come on, Lian Ziwen, either you will die today or I will die. Between the two of us, only one of us is destined to live." Lian Ziwu's creation light fluctuated, and veins were exposed on the surface of his body.
The body exploded like a protrusion, turning into the sun and heading towards Lian Ziwen.
Lian Ziwen's face was indifferent, he drew countless truths in his pen, and faced the attack.
The two strands of creation light clashed again, with murderous intent ten times stronger than before. The soul thoughts of both sides struck each other in the sky, fighting fiercely. The light of creation revealed made the entire city twenty thousand miles extremely bright.
During the confrontation, Lian Ziwu was completely transformed into a beast, a real beast. He turned into a wolf, a tiger, a coiled snake, and a beast. The shadows of various beasts kept appearing on his back. The more he fought, the more ferocious he became.
Shou, the bloody aura revealed made Baili Xieqi burst out with a shrill laugh.
Faced with such a ferocious attack, Lian Ziwen's paintings danced with lines, and several masterpieces continued to combine and evolve, transforming into a supreme formation, spinning and killing in the air.
The battle between the two stretched for hundreds of thousands of miles, causing the evil rain to reverse and the mist to flow turbulently. After Lian Ziwu transformed into a beast, his strength completely skyrocketed, and it was simply not on the same level as before.
Two hours later, the two sides finally came to a life-or-death fight.
Twelve phantoms of various beasts appeared on Lian Ziwu's body, and the light of creation was infinitely bright. He waved it in the air to suppress it, hoping to destroy the enemy's formation in one fell swoop.
The tip of Lian Ziwen's pen trembled, and his expression hesitated slightly, but he did not put the finishing touch.
In the final showdown, a loud noise spread thousands of miles, and the two men were thrown out at the same time, landing on the stone slabs on the ground. The shielding magic light was forcibly broken, and endless evil rain fell, punching countless tiny blood holes in their bodies.
The two reluctantly stood up, held up the distortion shield, and at the same time took action again. The light of creation turned into the galloping beasts, and the sharp tip of the pen pointed out the light of the moment.
This was already the final confrontation. The two waves of mana collided and strangled, detonating shocking air currents that radiated in all directions. The two brothers once again spilled blood on the stone road, and the body of the law leaked out every trace of death.
Xiaoyu had already arrived here, and when he saw brothers killing each other, leading to such a result, Tao sighed slightly in his heart.
"Still not taking action? These two people have already run out of gas!" Hongchen looked at Xiaoyu.
"Let's see." Xiaoyu was not in a hurry to take action.
The two brothers were fooled by fate and could no longer look back. Lian Ziwu stood up, ignoring his already bloody body, and roared: "Why don't you point out that stroke? I know that you have the last stroke,
To put the finishing touch, you have used this method to kill countless geniuses, why are you hesitating? I don’t need your sympathy! No need!”dd