When he first heard that a demon emperor was born in the north and declared war on himself, Qiye was not angry but happy. He once thought that this was great good news and a great blessing from God.
As long as he defeats this Demon Emperor and devours his profound Daoist cultivation, wouldn't he be expected to break into the middle stage of the Demon Emperor? As the grandson of Demonic Venerable of the Six Paths, he definitely has such proud strength.
The opponent has just entered Extreme Dao, and he and I are both in the early stage of the Demon Emperor. How can we be in the same situation and be invincible?
But Qiye is wrong, and terribly wrong.
The idea is beautiful, but the reality is cruel. At this moment, he can only watch his own cultivation being swallowed up and become someone else's wedding dress.
Not only that, as the power of Extreme Dao that could subvert the plane of the universe entered the body, the chains of order around Lin Yuan were densely intertwined.
The brilliant light is boiling like fire, and a large area of dense and complicated runes shines brightly, all of which are manifestations of the Great Dao law related to life and the body.
It's like Extreme Dao's fairy furnace refining elixirs, and it's like Phoenix's nirvana and rebirth from the ashes.
Qiye's whole body's energy and blood dried up, Extreme Dao's body quickly lost its luster and vitality, and shriveled up. His body was covered with wrinkles like old bark, and his shiny hair also dried up and began to fall off in clumps.
The originally tall and tall figure was now skinny and skinny, with a stooped back. He was trembling in the wind, like a dying old man. His eyes were cloudy, his vision was blurred, and even his consciousness had become groggy.
Lin Yuan is just the opposite. Amidst all the mysterious visions, every inch of his body is reborn! Flesh, flesh, fur, organs, bones, nails, and hair all grow rapidly, covering the transparent and illusory soul.
"Heavenly Demon Nirvana Art?" Qiye made a hoarse, old voice, weak and lacking in breath.
"There are also Golden Scale Dragon Abyss Art, Wanhua Lingjue, and Primordial Creation Sutra." Lin Yuan told the truth, with a calm tone.
Qiye smiled miserably, realizing that he was not unjustly defeated. "Have you integrated all the methods into one furnace?"
Too scary.
What a blessing this is!
"What's so difficult about this?" Lin Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes were a little deep, and a smile of unknown meaning appeared at the corner of his mouth, "After all, I have a good master."
Qiye's body turned into black ashes and withered piece by piece. He struggled to squeeze out a sarcastic smile, "Good master? Even if he kills you with his own hands? Even if you want him dead?"
Lin Yuan glanced at him, her black hair flying sideways at the temples, slightly covering her cheeks. "Is there a conflict?"
That confident and calm question made Qiye speechless.
No - damn, isn't there a conflict?!
"You're going to die, it's best not to waste time." Lin Yuan calmly stated a simple truth, "If you have any last words, it doesn't matter."
After a pause, he added lightly, "Although I may not take it seriously."
"There are no last words, but there is one question." Qiye's physical body has completely withered, and the light of the soul has also dimmed and died. "The battle between you and me is evenly matched, how did you break the balance?"
Lin Yuan seemed to have heard some interesting joke. He smiled with great interest and said, "Evenly matched? You are wrong. It seems that in terms of being a teacher, Ye Daoran is indeed far inferior to my master. Is the grandson he taught only such a sharp eye?"
Qiye really wants to curse.
What is a "taught grandson"? Why do I feel like you are scolding me?
"You can insult me, but you can't insult my grandfather." Qiye's voice was hoarse, and his killing intent was cold and bone-chilling.
Lin Yuan didn't bother to argue with him about this issue, and just said calmly, "In my opinion, in the battle between Dao and rules, the Extreme Dao field is just a game of chess. From the first moment when you and I started playing chess, I secretly established a slight advantage."
"Every little bit of it keeps accumulating until it finally forms a crushing force and defeats you in one fell swoop. It's that simple."
The whole audience was shocked.
Is it that simple? It's so simple!
Qiye wanted to say something, but in the end he just sighed and couldn't say anything.
On the contrary, Lin Yuan was silent for a moment, with a trace of nostalgia flashing in his eyes, and said softly, "Master taught me how to play chess."
Even a rough-and-tumble man like Li Ba could feel his complicated mood at this time.
There is deep respect for Celestial Venerable of Ten Thousand Sages, but also regrets about the past, and even more regretful feelings about the passage of time.
To exaggerate, Lin Yuan is simply the same as Celestial Venerable of Ten Thousand Sages.
But in the end, all the complicated emotions only flashed across his face, and he returned to his usual calmness.
"Celestial Venerable of Ten Thousand Sages--" Qiye's voice was filled with endless hatred, "Sooner or later, you will die in the hands of my grandfather!"
If it weren't for his existence, my grandfather would be the eternal and only strongest person in the multiverse. How could he end up like this?
"Master's life is mine," Lin Yuan's eyes were slightly cold, and he held Qiye's baby-sized Yuanshen in his palm, and the light escaped from the gaps between his fingers, "No one can kill him except me."
"Ye Daoran doesn't work, Multiversal Heavenly Dao... doesn't work either!"
When he finished speaking, it was as if he was shaking his hand.
"Boom--"
Terrifying energy fluctuations burst out, and just a trace of Qi swept across all directions, lifting countless monks from both sides. For a moment, the sky was filled with dark shadows, like the tide of the River Styx falling from the sky, or like a goddess scattering flowers, they fell to the ground one after another with loud sounds.
But that terrible storm of destruction was all destroyed in the palm of Lin Yuan. Within a palm, if there was a universe, it could contain all the terrifying power that swept across the world.
At this moment, a sad and sad dirge sounded between heaven and earth. There was also a vast rain of flowers falling, covering the entire Demon Realm plane.
Those clearly black lotus petals are crystal clear, spreading their fragrance all over the world.
Heaven and earth are in sorrow, Demon Realm All living beings are crying like rain, and their hearts are extremely sad. Some even cry so loudly that they are so heartbroken that they can almost not breathe.
At the same time.
A star shrouded in blazing black flames suddenly appears in every plane of the multiverse!
However, there are very few people who are qualified to see this star, and even in most of the universe planes, no living beings can sense its existence at all.
Lin Yuan raised his head and looked at the scorching black sun.
The aura of Primordial Darkness surged majestically, covering the sky and the sun. Among the majestic stars, the pattern of Six Paths of Reincarnation appeared.
It conveys the most intuitive emotions to Lin Yuan.
Boundless anger and overwhelming murderous intent.
Lin Yuan's long jet-black hair that spread to her waist couldn't move on its own and flew into the air.
Demonic Venerable of the Six Paths's rage was felt by Extreme Dao's powerful people across the multiverse, and was trembled and horrified by it.
But Lin Yuan, who was the first to bear the brunt, showed a bright smile, slowly raised his hand, put it on his neck, and made a gesture.
Cut throat.