The soil and rocks in Tiele Grassland were soft and the ground moved very quickly. One day and one night, Wei Shiqi escaped thousands of miles and flew out of the ground again. The sky was shrouded in smoke and dust. Looking around, he couldn't see a clear sky. Noon is no different from dusk. The long and cold winter spreads its wings and puts the world under its shadow. ..The grassland began to wither, and the green was mixed with withered yellow, losing its vitality. The world was like an old man in his twilight, sliding step by step into the abyss.
Wei Shiqi stood for a long time, shook his head, and laughed dumbly. He was not a savior, nor did he have the idea of being a savior. The person he cared about most was himself. In addition, there were several other people he liked. As a woman with eyes, it doesn’t matter if the sky is falling apart and the earth is shattered, or the stars are hanging upside down in Kyushu and the land is sinking. It doesn’t matter if you do it casually. You must raise your arms and shout like a tall protagonist, running around, eating grass and squeezing milk, devoting every bit of light and heat , he can't do it.
The world is just a playground, nothing more. Since you can't change anything, then accept it calmly. Wei Shiqi relaxed his mind, captured a wild wolf, disemboweled it, roasted it until it was fragrant, stuffed his stomach randomly, closed his eyes in the grass den, rested for a while, and set out on his journey again.
Going all the way to the southeast, leaving the barren grassland and entering the densely populated villages and towns, the smoke and dust became thicker and thicker, covering the sky with layers of dust. The Central Plains fell into eternal night. No matter men, women, old or young, everyone Fear and unrest seized the mind. Under natural disasters, the power of the government collapsed, morality and order disappeared, and famine, chaos, violence and killings were everywhere.
Wei Shiqi passed through several cities and asked well-informed merchants to find out. After two intersecting cracks crossed the earth, the "Seven Kills" from the Six Stars of the South Dipper fell from the sky and fell on Liantao Mountain, smashing them. A "tiankeng" with a radius of hundreds of miles came out, and the shock wave rolled and traveled thousands of miles. The city was destroyed and people were killed, and no one survived. Bianliang, the capital, was only 800 miles away from Liantao Mountain, and it was reduced to ruins. A huge tsunami set off in the East China Sea. The huge waves destroyed all the cities and farmland thousands of miles along the coast, causing countless deaths.
The Xu Dynasty is over, and the Central Plains is over.
Wei Shiqi didn’t stop for a moment for the world full of mourners. He walked non-stop all the way to Liantao Mountain. Standing on the top of the mountain, he looked down at the two intersecting cracks in the ground and the "sky" where the Seven Killing Stars fell. Pit," circle and cross, reminded him of a certain soldier's mark.
The sky is dark and the earth is dark, the cold is raging, the world is desolate, and it is as silent as death, with only the whimpering of the wind.
In the darkness and silence, a little light suddenly lit up. It was neither dazzling nor warm. There was a faint black smoke, and it kept changing its shape. Wei Shiqi's heart felt like someone had grabbed him and he couldn't breathe. He slowly approached by accident, only to see a tall figure standing among the rocks, staring at the devastation left by the natural disaster.
As if summoned by a distant voice, the soul power in Wei Shiqi's body awakened from his slumber. The "soul eye" under the armpit of his right arm glowed with misty light, and strands of black smoke gathered together, condensing. Cheng Tuyou's figure, with hair like fluffy grass, eyes stained with blood, roared silently.
The "soul eyes" echo each other, and the identity of the other party is ready to be revealed. Wei Shiqi's heart sank, and he subconsciously tightened his right arm, not wanting to reveal his identity.
The "doomsday" will not come immediately. On the contrary, it is a continuous process of collapse, just like a boulder rolling down an abyss. It is not very fast at the beginning. If you intervene to stop it earlier, you may be able to stop it. But the speed of the fall exceeded a certain limit - to use a concept he was familiar with, a certain "threshold" - everything was irreversible. If Wei Shiqi's initial idea was just to look at the situation and speculate on how far the incident had collapsed and how much time he had left for planning, then his unexpected encounter with Fu Tifang completely disrupted his plan.
Damn it! Didn't Situ Huang say that his injury wouldn't heal in a hundred and eighty years? Should he turn around and leave, or should he just give up? What to do about the appointment at Canglong Cave?
The man turned sideways and glanced up at him. Wei Shiqi was shocked all over. His hair stood on end, on the top of his head, on the back of his neck, under the armpit of his right arm, three points above his navel, and on his left leg and knee. Bend, all five "soul eyes" light up, and the spirits appear one by one, trying to cover up.
"Decades earlier, you are not ready yet, are you?" A rough voice came from afar, echoing in my ears.
Wei Shiqi thought a lot, and said with a wry smile: "Your Excellency, are you Fu Tifang?"
The man nodded slightly, took a step forward, his figure swayed slightly, and he was already standing in front of Wei In front of Seventeen. He is a middle-aged man with a gloomy appearance, with long hair shawl, his right arm is obviously thicker, long eyebrows, and very pale pupils. He looks at him as if he is looking at a dead object.
It was impossible to escape, but Wei Shiqi calmed down, no longer covering up the abnormality of the "soul eye", and allowed the power of the soul to permeate his body.
“The five directions of dawn, the six-winged water snake, the chi dragon, the ascended monk, the Chongming bird, the pangolin, the five spirits, the physical body is also well tempered, and the demon phoenix has put in a lot of effort to cultivate you. She has always looked down on the methods of the 'demon slave' and hated them so much. How could she have fallen here?"
Wei Shiqi's heart felt cold. Fu Tifang seemed to have seen through something, although it was not entirely consistent with the facts. , but he did it crookedly and exposed his intentions.
Fu Tifang stretched out a finger, pointed at him and murmured: "Second spring, third grade, fourth element, five directions, six such, seven stars, the more soul eyes, the greater the damage to the physical body. This The ascended monks in this world are limited by their human bodies and can only open four soul eyes. Without the guidance of the demon phoenix, where would the 'Five Directions' true body and the 'Breaking Dawn' divine weapon come from?"
He shook his head, "The demon phoenix's minions have ulterior motives..." He clicked a few points with his index finger and suddenly thrust out. Wei Shiqi leaned to the left and retreated violently. Fu Tifang's fingertips brushed his shoulder, and his clothes were torn. , and drew a shallow blood mark.
After missing a hit, Fu Tifang did not pursue, but frowned slightly, as if he was not satisfied with himself. Around his body, the void burst and rolled up waves of white turbulence. It seemed that the world was strongly repelling him and wanted to chase him away. Fu Tifang did not move rashly. He stood firm., unaffected at all, patiently waiting for the turbulence to subside.
Wei Shiqi lowered his head and looked at the wound. It was just an inconspicuous blood mark. However, the next moment, the blood mark burst, and a large hole as deep as the bone opened on his shoulder. The blood and flesh were blurred. He had been prepared for it and reached out in time. With one wipe, the wound was gently pinched together, and only a few tiny drops of blood spilled out.
"It seems that your injury has not healed, so you can't attack with all your strength..." Wei Shiqi laughed, watching the white turbulence gradually disappear, suddenly remembered something, and his face changed slightly, " No, it’s not convenient to use all your strength. A force that is too powerful will be rejected by this world..."
Fu Tiifang praised: "You are very smart..." Before the words left his mouth, he took another step forward, He got in front of Wei Shiqi, punched out, opened and closed, and went straight to the middle palace.
The brave will win when they meet on a narrow road. With the power and speed of the "Soul Refining Divine Weapon", escaping is tantamount to betraying one's vitality. Wei Shiqi grunted, waved his fists to meet each other, and went all out to attack, fighting for ten times. Together, I felt that his right fist was far more powerful than his left fist, and I could only barely parry. Every time the fists and feet met, the power of the soul found a gap and penetrated into his body, cutting through his body like a sword, and his body almost collapsed.
Wei Shiqi knew very well that Fu Tifang had obviously restrained his strength. Compared with the sudden finger just now, his fists and kicks were just appetizers. He could only endure the limit of what he could bear.
Strong and weak determine the outcome, and he won’t be able to hold on for long. (..)