Pawn Crossing the River

Shang Xiao's punch not only hit the target, but also hit it firmly.

At this moment, the light was bright and the sky and the earth were clear.

When the light gradually faded.

Qi Xuansu had disappeared. He did not become a headless corpse. Instead, a head without a body appeared at the place where Qi Xuansu was just now, and took Xiao Heshang's full-strength punch instead of Qi Xuansu.

Looking at the face of the head again, it was withered and old, and had nothing to do with Qi Xuansu.

Xiao Heshang was surprised. .??.

He was surprised that Qi Xuansu was a substitute, and was also shocked by the strength of the head. It took his full-strength punch head-on without any damage.

In fact, it is not difficult to take the substitute, but it is difficult to take Xiao Heshang's punch.

If it is a substitute, even if Xiao Heshang can deceive Xiao Heshang, Xiao Heshang will still continue to move after smashing the substitute with one punch, and will still lock Qi Xuansu's breath.

It is precisely because this head completely blocked Xiao Heshang's punch, not to mention that the blow was not enough, even Xiao Heshang could not break through this head, which made the substitution of a dead monk meaningful.

If Xiao Heshang knew the origin of this head, he would not be so shocked, but would find it reasonable.

This is the head of Wang Jujun, the abandoned saint of Confucianism. As a saint's head, it is already extremely solid. Later, it was refined by Gu Taiping Dao with special means to seal "Cangtian". If it can be easily damaged, then what is the point of sealing "Cangtian"? It is extremely unreasonable to seal a powerful seal that can be broken by mortals.

Not to mention that Qi Xuansu gathered the power of three immortals for a second refining. In order to withstand the circulation of a large amount of Yin Qi and not collapse in the middle, the number of array points was increased to an astonishing 13,000 points, making its bearing capacity even higher.

Not to mention Xiao Heshang's full-strength punch, even if Xiao Heshang hit three more punches, it would not be affected.

Unless it is a double attack from both inside and outside when the vast amount of Yin Qi is in motion, there is a chance.

After a punch failed, Monk Xiao subconsciously retreated and kept his distance to prevent other traps.

Qi Xuansu showed up and reached out to hold down the head, as if he was holding the head in his hand.

"Monk Xiao!" Qi Xuansu said, "It was you who attacked and killed Chen Zhengxian, the real Chen."

Monk Xiao did not speak, but raised his head slightly, which was considered as tacit agreement.

Qi Xuansu nodded: "Just admit it, you should be punished for the crime, and it is not unjust for you to die here today."

As soon as the voice fell, Monk Xiao saw the eyes of the head in Qi Xuansu's hand, which were originally closed, suddenly opened. Because of the long years, the eyes had disappeared, leaving only two eye sockets, like two bottomless black holes.

In an instant, countless clouds appeared out of thin air, gathered from all directions, and turned into a sea of ​​clouds above the vast nine heavens.

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Standing below the sea of ​​clouds and looking up, no matter east, south, west or north, there is no end in sight.

The sea of ​​clouds was boiling and slowly pressing down, making people feel depressed and even uneasy.

It was as if everything had changed very slightly before a crisis came.

The cicadas knew it before the golden wind came, and the world knew it was autumn when a leaf fell.

The foggy mountain gathered above the sea of ​​clouds.

A crack opened above the foggy mountain, like an "eye" that was slowly opening.

But this "eye" was so big, not inferior to the "Eternal Heaven" that Qi Xuansu had seen before.

Qi Xuansu changed to holding up Wang Jujun's head, even with a warrior's physique, he was still trembling slightly, like carrying a heavy mountain.

The "eye" became bigger and bigger, from squinting to staring.

Various scenes flashed in the "pupil" like fleeting light.

Cangyun Castle, Ancient Jingzhou, Inverted Tower, Yunmeng Lake, Yin and Yang Palaces, Yunshen Cave Heaven.

Finally, it was fixed on a headless corpse sitting cross-legged.

Clouds also appeared around the corpse, and they became more and more. Soon, they filled the field of vision and covered the headless corpse, leaving only endless clouds.

Everything disappeared.

The "eyes" continued to expand, as if they were as big as the sky.

Soon, the "eyes" had turned into a "huge mouth", which truly covered the sky and the sun.

This scene was like a layer of paper pasted on the sky, and a flame started from the center of the paper, then burned around, and continued to spread, gradually revealing the real scene behind it.

It was an indescribable weird scene.

It was like another world forced into the human world and forced to intersect, and the scene of the outside world replaced the original sky.

The huge mouth was like a whirlpool, and everything around it was rolled up and sucked into it, constantly twisting and deforming, but not physically destroyed, just like the ink on the scroll was blurred by water, leaving only a very vague outline, and it was like a rippling water surface, distorting the reflection.

Zhang Yuelu also saw this scene.

An inexplicable fear came over Zhang Yuelu. She had never felt this way before. It was as if she was pushed into a bottomless lake. She had no time to struggle and was being pulled to the bottom of the lake. The light became fainter and fainter, and finally it was invisible. Only pure darkness remained.

What on earth is this?

Zhang Yuelu had an absurd

intuition that the world behind this "huge mouth" was actually a kind of life. It was just too huge. People in front of it were not even ants, but even smaller existences. Perhaps it would be more appropriate to describe them as insignificant dust.

This is the difference in the nature of life. They wander in higher dimensions, devour crazily, and grow vigorously. Mortals are not worth mentioning in front of its will.

However, such great high-latitude beings do not have their own independent will. They only have a collection of countless wills, which are embodied in the desire to survive and the desire to devour. For it, everything in the world is nourishment, survival and evolution. It is the only meaningful thing from eternity.

Zhang Yuelu once heard that many people who are possessed by demons only have three realms in their minds: the ant realm. Anyone who is inferior to him is an ant. In the realm of fellow Taoists, those who are similar to myself are all fellow Taoists. In the senior realm, anyone who is stronger than yourself is a senior.

This concept abandons most of the etiquette, law and morality and is completely unreasonable. But in the face of such existence, it makes sense.

Only after seeing such existence and experiencing my own insignificance can I have such an idea that directly points to the essence.

In front of such existence, all mortals are nothing but ants.

And there is no emotional factor such as contempt, disdain, contempt, etc., but a reasonable answer given from the perspective of life form.

Just like people will not find a sense of superiority from a nest of ants, nor will they feel the joy of being superior to others just because they trample to death a nest of ants. .??.

The key to being superior is people, the same kind.

Trampling you to death, what does it have to do with you?

Amidst the surging fear, Zhang Yuelu tried his best to stabilize his mind, and at the same time, a thought flashed through his mind: "Is this the extraterrestrial demon?"

With Zhang Yuelu's level of cultivation and determination, even ordinary mortals, let alone ordinary mortals, could become mad on the spot if they witnessed or sensed it.

Monk Xiao, as the great Arhat who is the benchmark for immortals, is no longer a mortal. He can naturally resist fear and keep his mind stable, but he is still shocked and feels a great crisis.

He never expected that Qi Xuansu would have such means.

There is definitely no way to escape. At this point, all we can do is fight.

It is better to lose both ways than to suffer a unilateral defeat.

So Monk Xiao continued to move the rosary on his right wrist, and the karma wind surrounding him became stronger and stronger, and finally sporadic karma fires were born in the wind.

In the beginning, the fire of karma was just a speck of sparks, like stray sparks blowing in the wind.

But a single spark can start a prairie fire.

Soon, the sparks turned into flames, and the flames turned into raging flames, which spread rapidly and burned violently on Monk Xiao's body.

Burn.

No matter how you look at it, it has a tragic meaning.

Monk Xiao's whole body was like a candle in the wind.

It's a pity that Monk Xiao is not a Zoroastrian, otherwise he would still be able to shout: "The blazing holy fire will burn my broken body. Life will be so joyful, and death will be so miserable."

On the other side, Qi Xuansu was closer to the "big mouth", but he was extremely sober.

The "talisman" provided him with a layer of protection. Not only was he not afraid, he even saw a dark shadow through the "big mouth" as big as the sky.

It was a human face.

Compared with ordinary people's faces, this face looks extremely distorted, but it can still be seen that it is vaguely similar to Wang Jujun.

Qi Xuansu knew that this twisted and terrifying face was actually a "mask", and that beneath the "mask" was his true face.

There was no existence like eyes, only a bottomless mouth, like an abyss, pitch black and extremely deep, with no end in sight, as if leading to an unknown and indescribable chaotic world. . It also gives people a mottled feeling, exuding an air of emptiness and nothingness.

Qi Xuansu's whole body was trembling, not because of fear, but because of the head he was holding in his hands. If it weren't for the blessing of the "divine talisman", he could no longer hold it.

It is precisely because of the existence of the "divine talisman" that Qi Xuansu can almost release the entire "Cangtian", instead of being like the "shopkeeper" who can only let out a little bit of "Cangtian".

The "blue sky" this time is completely different from the "blue sky" when Qi Xuansu first met.

Finally, a round world was forcibly "squeezed" into the human world, and then landed on the human world like a meteorite.

It can't even be described as a shooting star.

Rather than a few light spots flashing across the sky, it was more like the sky was falling.

The fall of the meteor is just a point, but the collapse of the sky is one side.

There is nowhere to hide, nowhere to hide.

The sky falls.

Monk Xiao looks insignificant in front of "the sky".

Facing the "sky" directly, this is the treatment that only the Confucian sage Wang Jujun can have. King Xiao, a descendant of the Red Emperor, overthrew the rule of the Confucian saints.

Qi Xuansu held Wang Jujun's "head" high and shouted: "Monk Xiao, suffer death!"

The whole "sky" is getting lower and lower, constantly falling.

No matter what you sing, you can’t decide on destiny, but you firmly believe that you are the chosen one.

Once you punch, it feels like the sky is above you.

as if.

No matter how real it seems, it's not real.

This is the true "heaven" above.