Chapter five hundred and sixty-six inscriptions on the death of the world
The fight between Yuji Lanlan and another real person ended quickly. Only a few people noticed it. None of the other monks knew about it. They all stared intently at the fierce fight between the flower picker and the life walker.
Feng Feiyun held a pure sun mirror in his hand. A world floated on the mirror, which was hundreds of miles wide. A colorful divine light condensed on the mirror, soaring straight into the sky, breaking into pieces the words written by Qian Qiusheng with a copper pen. .
There was no emotion on Qian Qiusheng's face. He was holding a copper pen and writing a volume of strange text in the void. Every word was very ancient and carried a kind of Taoist rhyme, as if it were a divine inscription rubbed from the back of a turtle. .
Above the South China Sea, the sea area with a radius of thousands of miles is rough and huge, and there is an aura of doomsday hanging over it.
Qianqiu was born in the void and wrote ancient texts. Every word contained a way to destroy the world, collapse of the sky, shattering of the earth, chaos in the universe, burial of gods...
This is a desolate atmosphere that seems to be able to destroy this world.
"Inscription on the Destruction of the World." Scholar Tiansuan stood on a white stone, shaking his feather fan, and his eyes revealed a ray of wisdom.
The world-destroying inscriptions are recorded on a world-destroying divine monument. There are many inscriptions. Each inscription contains a way to destroy the world. Once understood, it can explode with unfathomable power.
In the entire Shenjin Dynasty, only the Palace of Gods had a volume of the "World-Destroying Inscription", and it only recorded a corner of the World-Destroying Inscription, not even one ten thousandth of the inscription.
As for the real world-destroying monument, it is impossible for Qian Qiusheng to see it.
The library of the Palace of Gods has been stolen more than once since ancient times. It is not surprising that Qian Qiusheng was able to write the next inscription on the destruction of the world.
The strange thing is that he was able to comprehend the heaven-destroying way written on the world-destroying inscription. He was definitely a man of great wisdom and talent.
"There is someone in the Shenjin Dynasty who can understand the world-destroying inscription. Although it is only one, it is already quite remarkable. Do you want to bring him in?" Xie Honglian said.
Scholar Tiansuan thought for a long time, then nodded and said, "You can consider it."
He took out a book, removed a copper pen from his hair, and wrote the name "Qianqiu Sheng" on the book.
Feng Feiyun's name has already been recorded in the book.
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When Scholar Tiansuan recognized the "World-Destroying Monument", Feng Feiyun also recognized it. He had seen the real World-Destroying Monument before, but he only saw it by chance. The monument flew away.
The "World-Destroying Monument" is a true ancient artifact. It is a legend spread among all the monks in this continent. Many races have preserved some World-Destroying Monuments. It is said that the ancestors used their blood to draw blood from the World-Destroying Monument. Make the rubbings and leave them to your descendants, because too much time has passed and no one knows why those ancestors would print some inscriptions at the cost of their lives and pass them on to future generations. Maybe they wanted to tell future generations something.
There are also world-destroying inscriptions among the Phoenix clan, as many as eighteen thousand volumes, but they are only part of the world-destroying inscriptions, not the complete inscriptions.
Although the world-destroying inscription written by Qian Qiusheng was only one article, less than one percent of the volume, it still made Feng Feiyun feel great pressure. The world emerging from the pure sun mirror seemed to It will be destroyed by the World-Destroying Tablet.
Qian Qiusheng's body was dripping with sweat, his arms were shaking, and every word he wrote seemed to be stripping away a trace of his life.
Feng Feiyun took the initiative to launch a bombardment, stepped on the reincarnation, and landed on Qian Qiusheng's head. The pure sun mirror flipped over, and a colorful beam of light pressed down.
"boom."
At this time, Qian Qiusheng's world-destroying inscriptions had been completed. Each inscription flashed with bright divine flowers, swallowing up and crushing the seven-colored light pillars, and then went up against the sky and towards Feng Feiyun.
It was like a falling meteorite hitting Feng Feiyun, carrying an aura of doom.
Feng Feiyun took a deep breath and jumped onto the world-destroying inscription. Stepping on the reincarnation, his body shape changed extremely quickly. He wanted to fly on the stars. The palms of his hands continued to shoot out surging power, shaking the sky. Trembling.
Looking from below, it feels like Feng Feiyun is dancing on a sacred book, and only his shadow can be seen.
"Boom."
In the end, this world-destroying inscription was shattered, just like the starry sky was disillusioned.
Feng Feiyun fell from the sky, his body staggered quite a bit, his chest kept rising and falling, and his two palms were full of blood. As soon as the Golden Silkworm Buddha Qi circulated in his body, the blood stopped, and he exhaled a long breath and said : "If you could write two world-destroying inscriptions, maybe I would hate myself here today."
Naturally, Qian Qiusheng could no longer write a second world-destroying inscription. This one alone had almost exhausted all his true energy.
He was in a very complicated mood at the moment. He took a deep look at Feng Feiyun, said nothing, and then retreated. Although he still had some useless cards, not even the world-destroying inscription could suppress him. Even if those Even if the trump card is used, it will probably be useless.
Retreating at this time was the wisest choice, because at least on the surface, Feng Feiyun was injured, but he remained calm and calm, and even his clothes were not damaged.
Of course, all the giants in the evil path present here have extraordinary eyesight. They know that Qian Qiusheng has actually consumed a huge amount of his true energy. If he continues to fight, he will probably lose more than he wins.
At this time, all the monks present had to sigh in their hearts. After today, the reputation of Xiufeng will not only be in Dizi Mansion, but the entire Shenjin Dynasty, and even the entire five dynasties, will probably be shaken by it.
He defeated the two great warriors of Senluo Palace in one night. If there are no real people like this, who can compete with them?
"Impossible, impossible, how could he be so strong?" Yuji Lanlan was also a little stunned.
She knew countless people and rarely misjudged people, but at this moment she found that she had misjudged Feng Feiyun. He actually defeated the Life Walker of Senluo Palace, which was completely different from what she expected.
Yu Ji was graceful but not surprised. She gently held her cheeks with her fingers and smiled charmingly, saying: "For a genius at the epic level, it is not strange to be able to defeat someone who is higher than himself. "
"He turned out to be a genius of epic proportions." Yuji Lanlan quickly put away her surprised expression and said with a smile: "No wonder Senior Sister's face has become rosy and more enchanting these days. It turns out she has found a treasure."
"Of course I found a treasure, haha."
Yuji's face was full of smiles, but she did not tell Yuji Lanlan the true identity of her "baby", let alone told Yuji Lanlan that her "baby"'s talent had reached the peak of an epic level.
After all, no matter how good the sisters are, they will become enemies if they fall in love with the same man.
Yuji Manmiao is not an ordinary guard against Yuji Lanlan. After all, this junior sister is better than her in many aspects, except...luck.
But now, Yuji Manmiao feels that she will soon be able to overtake her in all aspects, because she has a man with unlimited potential, and her own talent is now higher than Yuji Lanlan.
Women have an innate psychology of comparison. Even their best sisters will compare with her in all aspects, such as appearance, figure, men...
This is woman.
It is precisely because of the mentality of comparison that women become more and more beautiful.
According to Darwin's explanation of biological evolution: In the beginning, there were two types of women in the world, one was women who liked comparison, and the other was women who didn't like comparison.
Women who like to compare, the more they dress themselves up, the more they fight for their own interests, the more beautiful they become, the more competitive they become, they are loved by many men, and they become the mainstream of human reproduction.
Women who don't like comparison are eliminated because they are too passive, and eventually perish at the end of primitive society and die cleanly.
Natural selection, survival of the fittest.
The women who survive in the end are all women who like to compare, and they are getting better and better at comparing. Just like Yu Ji Manmei, this kind of woman is very competitive and will continue to evolve...
Yuji Lanlan's beautiful eyes are filled with smoke, and her almond-shaped eyes and peach cheeks are also looking at the "gust of wind" in the distance.
The epic-level genius of the Shenjin Dynasty, almost all of her are well-known by name, but there is absolutely no Gui Feng. Could it be that this is not his real name.
Who is he?
Although Yuji Manmei didn't say anything, it still couldn't stop Yuji Lanlan's interest in Feng Feiyun. Her starry eyes narrowed slightly, bending the crescent moon, revealing a row of white teeth. I don't know what she was thinking about at the moment. .
"Junior sister, I'm afraid your Young Master Evil Emperor is about to take action." Yuji smiled gracefully and brightly, looking forward to Feng Feiyun defeating Young Master Evil Emperor, in which case she would smile even more happily.
On the islands and reefs of the South China Sea, the atmosphere at the evil festival was very tense, all because of the arrival of a flower-picking thief.
The evil overlords of the Senluo Palace were naturally gearing up. Although neither the Death Walker nor the Life Walker could suppress a gust of wind, they still could not stop their surging fighting spirit. A majestic and domineering palace master walked out and wanted to fight against the wind. Feiyun takes action.
"Fengxian, come back, you are no match for him." Young Master Evil Emperor stood on the high platform, his voice was calm, but very convincing.
This palace master glared at Feng Feiyun coldly, bowed to Young Master Evil Emperor, and then retreated.
As soon as Young Master Evil Emperor spoke, all the monks in Senluo Hall became respectful, including the six hall masters.
Young Master Evil Emperor stared at Feng Feiyun for a long time. After a while, he slightly rolled up his sleeves, clapped his hands in praise, and said: "Awesome, very awesome. Brother Feng is worthy of being a dragon and a phoenix among men. A dragnet has been set up at the Tonglu Mountain Pass, and it turns out that Feng Feiyun managed to escape without anyone noticing, Brother Yu is really impressed."
Many people were frowning, wondering why the Evil Emperor Young Master suddenly said such a thing.
Brother Feng, does it mean a gust of wind?
But why is it related to Tonglu Mountain?
Everyone has blind spots in wisdom, and they are unable to react for a while.
Of course, it was only for a moment. Soon some smart people reacted and were stunned.