I will hunt down this world

A light purple can be seen faintly on the withered branches.

"Is it Kikyo...?"

Li Shun thought of the faint fragrance and the lush and beautiful purple flowers that filled the courtyard of the Xicheng Taoist Temple every summer.

My father liked this kind of flower, and even on the day of his death, he placed a branch of platycodon flower on the bedside.

Xu Mingqian, the master of the Spring Tea Pavilion, has planted many flowers. He still remembers that the quiet and clear girl mentioned by chance that the flower language of Platycodon grandiflorum is "eternal love".

Thinking of this, everything is self-evident.

The only woman in this world who could treat his father Li Yao so seriously was his mother.

It's a pity, perhaps because Li Shun was too young when his mother died young, he still can't find any shadow of his mother in his memory.

Since he was a child, his father never mentioned anything about his mother, so that he still doesn't even know his mother's name, appearance, voice and appearance.

Li Shun didn't have time to think deeply at the moment, so he could only forcefully pull himself out of the deeper and deeper old memories, and started searching for items of possible value in this house.

He saw that besides the vase, there was also a palm-sized jade box lying quietly on the museum shelf.

Li Shun opened it and found that inside was a translucent bead the size of a longan. Inside the bead was a dark blue color mixed with blue and black, which looked a little miraculous.

This is a special thing that catches people's attention. It looks like a handicraft, and I don't know what it is for. Anyway, Li Shun put it away without thinking.

Originally, I wanted to throw it into the compressed bag, but failed after several attempts. The beads seemed incompatible with different dimensions, so I had no choice but to carry them in my arms.

With Li Shun's eyesight, he saw the small space in a few glances. There was no other valuable things in his field of vision, and he put away all the things that could be taken away. Soon, the only For those who haven't seen it, only the part behind the gauze curtain remains.

Li Shun stepped forward quickly and opened the gauze curtain.

Suddenly, his hand that lifted the gauze curtain suddenly stopped in mid-air, and then his whole body's movements stopped, even... even his breathing stopped for a moment.

Gein's eyes were firmly and firmly grasped by the things placed on the pear wood table behind the curtain.

It was a knife.

A long knife with a black body.

The first time Li Shun saw the long knife, he couldn't take his eyes off it anymore.

It just lay so calmly on the knife rest, and it showed a three-pointed lonely and remote cold light.

The sharp and glaring blade and the coldness that can be felt just by sight, as if from the underworld, made him feel a strong sense of intimacy as if connected by blood.

He didn't know what was going on with this knife and why it appeared here, but he instinctively realized that he must have it and he must not miss it.

Li Shun stepped forward quickly, opened his palm, and held the handle of the knife.

An icy cold that made him tremble and excited fell into his palm, and it stuck to his flesh and blood, as if he was holding a ball of extremely icy fire.

The weight is appropriate, the length is appropriate, the blade is like night, and the forest is cold and mysterious.

Li Shun didn't even need to try the knife, he knew how sharp and indestructible it would be!

God soldiers.

An absolute magic weapon, a magic weapon that can even be compared to the sword weapon Zhan Chunfeng.

After waving it a few times, Li Shun felt a little sluggish, as if the blade was bound by something invisible.

By coincidence, Li Shun drove Xuan Ming.

The cold black spiritual energy floated quietly and poured into the blade.

The next moment, there was a sudden change of surprise.

Li Shun felt that the black knife in his hand suddenly began to absorb the power of Xuanming, and at the same time, the blade trembled violently to the point where he could hardly hold it, as if it would be out of his control in the next second.

Li Shun immediately pulled away from the immersion and joy of the magic weapon, and his eyes deepened.

How can you run away easily with the magic weapon?

He immediately mobilized the power of Xuanming in the spiritual sea to inject towards the blade, in order to suppress the increasingly violent movements of the black blade.

Unexpectedly, this black knife is like a bottomless pit, continuously sucking in and out of Xuanming energy, without the slightest slowing momentum, stepping on the limit of Li Shun's output to absorb it recklessly, far from the meaning of filling it to the end .

In the past 20 seconds, Li Shun made a judgment. If he continues to suck like this, his spiritual sea will be drained for at most five or six minutes, and he will be gone by then.

This is a terrible consumption. You must know that even in a life-and-death struggle, you are not outputting spiritual energy at all. There is always a buffer between battles. As long as the intensity of the battle is slightly reduced, there is room for battery life.

But at this moment, Li Shun couldn't find a chance to continue. The black knife's inhalation volume was too terrifying, forcing him to have no chance to breathe. This thing is not supported by the ban at all.

Li Shun's heart sank. He realized that he must either quickly suppress and subdue Hei Dao, or simply abandon Hei Dao and leave, and let Hei Dao continue to suck it endlessly, and he would soon lose his fighting power. Under crisis, there is no difference between death and death.

It didn't take him a second to make a decision.

The violent dragon energy overlapped with the cold Xuanming, and finally turned into a boundless boil.

Li Shun raised his hand to smear the dark red on his upper lip, and the Dragon's Blood Secret Technique was completed between breaths.

Like the abyss, or like the stars, the incomprehensible unknown power showed a bloodthirsty smile here, breaking through the sky under the throne in an instant, rushing to his limbs and bones.

The feathers are added to the body, the road to the underworld is paved, and the corona is on the way.

At this moment he is a king, or a god.

Compared with when he was banned, Li Shun who ascended the throne is obviously very different.

Every gesture is filled with the suffocating pressure brought by his rank, and he can mobilize a huge amount of psionic energy with just a thought. Heidao's greedy absorption, which once suffocated him, is nothing at this moment. up.

The conversion and utilization efficiency of psychic energy for the throne is completely different from that of the ban. Unless there is a fierce battle of the same level or a war-level crowd of corpses piled up, there is no problem of battery life at all.

It was Hei Dao who almost drained him just now, but now he is an offensive and defensive type, and he immediately filled Hei Dao's appetite.

It's just that Li Shun didn't show much joy, he just put on the corona mask without change.

He knew what he was going to face next, he had to escape under the pressure given by Quan Chang'an, this was no joke.

Dragon's Blood was his most important hole card, but he had used it in advance at this point in time. How long he used it now, and how long he would lose it later, was actually very troublesome.

Fortunately, soon, he witnessed the gradual change of Heidao.

After absorbing enough Xuan Ming, the pitch-black blade appeared to be far more alive than before, and then the tremor stopped.

Just as Li Shun was secretly relieved, the black knife suddenly sang, and the next moment, Li Shun felt a strong emotion from it!

This strong emotion suddenly involved him in a trance, and he saw some illusion-like virtual images in front of his eyes.

A... city.

Incomparably magnificent, incomparably high, dominating the sky, an indescribable city.

The city tower is full of demon flames, and the sparks are blazing, cast by the heavenly magic of the monarchy.

Suddenly the gate of the city was opened, and the boundless monster soldiers and generals rushed out of the city like a tide, tearing apart all enemies with icy steps.

Suddenly, a monster appeared on the top of the sky, and it came to swallow the mountains and swallow the sea, like a giant spirit that opened the sky, as if it wanted to completely annihilate the world.

In this doomsday scene that is on the verge of destruction, anyone is undoubtedly as small as an ant.

However, in such a situation, Li Shun suddenly discovered that there was someone beside him.

A young man was holding his head up and looking at the towering city. His face was not clear, but his eyes were somewhat familiar for no reason. Without expressing deep hatred.

After only a few glances, he turned around and looked in the direction of "Li Shun", mocking himself.

It seems that "Li Shun" is faster than him, and he no longer looks into the distance, but is making preparations at hand.

The young man held his right hand towards the void, and with his arms shaking, he grabbed a long-handled gun from a different space.

The whole body of this big gun is pitch black, its arc is as long as the moon, and its outline is like a hook, freely swallowing the coldness of the night and the coldness of the moon.

The big gun fired, and the man placed his left hand on his chest, his palm flattened in the shape of a heart protector, then he clenched his fist and hammered his chest twice.

"Su Tianci of the Sunny Camp, code-named [Night God], today, fight to the death."

"Li Shun" also answered something.

Then, "Li Shun" was in front, and the man who called himself "Su Tianci" followed closely behind without hesitation. In the huge world, two ants drove fearlessly, launching an unprecedented attack on that unparalleled city-state.

Li Shun shivered and woke up from his trance.

He took a deep breath.

It was unbelievable, but he knew exactly what he was seeing.

That was the first generation, definitely the first generation.

He even claimed to be Su Tianci!In this world, apart from the first Maharaja, who else dares to call this name again?

Isn't the big gun in Su Tianci's hand the same as Su Xingliu's Ye Shen big gun?Exactly the same, more than 100 years have passed, and the appearance has not changed at all.

Li Shun clearly remembered the scene of confrontation with that city-state and heaven and earth when he confronted Su Xingliu on the night of the Yeshen incident. He was deeply impressed and unforgettable.

It's just that what I saw at that time was very short, as if it was the perspective of the first generation himself, and it was far less clear than this time, and I didn't hear any voices.

If that's the original, then... who is "I"?What is this black knife?Why can I see the voice and appearance of the first Maharaja through the black knife?

There are many problems, the only thing that is certain is that there must be some kind of connection between the black knife and the night god gun.

Li Shun didn't have time to think about it, he swung the black knife subconsciously, and was pleasantly surprised to find that the black knife had gotten rid of the somewhat stagnant feeling before, and suddenly became as commanding as an arm.

Regardless of other things, the magic weapon has finally been acquired. This is the greatest good news. Li Shun once again scanned the room with his Xinghuo pupil, and after making sure that there were no hidden compartments or omissions, he hurried away.

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in his ear.

"Hey, leave the knife in your hand."

Li Shun immediately grimaced.

Now that he is on the throne, he doesn't have to worry about his status, and he can unscrupulously display the art passed down from the corona. It can be said that gods block and kill gods, and Buddhas block and kill Buddhas. , if anyone wants to stop him from taking the knife, he will pay the price with his life.

"Get out." He said coldly.

There was no one around.

Li Shun also found it strange, with his current perception of the throne and his high degree of control over the power of Xuanming, he can be sure that there is no life around him, and there is not a drop of water here.

The voice sounded again.

"I'm serious, there is only one kind of psychic power that can control [Knife of Death], otherwise it will only be backlashed, and it is easy to drain you. If you don't believe me, try it."

Li Shun was startled.

He roughly made some inferences, and after reconfirming that there was no one around, he focused on other strange places.

Soon, he found that the problem seemed to come from his own arms.

In the bead that he stuffed into his bosom earlier, the dull blue color that was originally stagnant now flowed for some reason.

Li Shun thought about what the bead said just now, his heart moved, and he tried to touch it with Xuan Ming.

"Xuanming?!"

The voice said in disbelief:

"Fuck, brother, is that you? Me! It's me! Your stupid brother, Li Yao!"

Li Shun:?

Li Shun: ...? ?

Li Shun:! ! !

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It's about 100 million, it's time to give the big fire a big wave.

The progress of the story is only about 25%, please rest assured.

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Li Shun almost crashed on the spot.

It's been ten years since your father passed away. At this time, an inexplicable bead suddenly said to you, brother, I am your father, and anyone would be confused.

In the end, Li Shun also walked through the storm, and he didn't really lose his position, but became suspicious immediately.

There are two reasons why dead things can make sounds for no reason, either someone remotely manipulates them, or some living things are sealed inside.

However, with his insight and perception ability at the monarch level at the moment, he couldn't detect any form of energy fluctuations or traces of human control on this dark blue bead.

In his eyes, this bead is just a dead object of unknown material.