Superpowers of Sky City

Chapter 509 Breaking off old friendships

"The Kunpeng strikes the water, the sky is full of clouds, the void is boundless, and the world is endless!"

Yan Qi shouted angrily and waved his pen, and the ink-colored roc spread its wings and flew high.Its body is large enough to cover the sky and the earth, and its black wings almost support the entire sky when spread out.Situ Yi's silk threads hung down one after another but were blown away by the strong wind beside Dapeng. It is a symbol of freedom and freedom, and nothing can restrain it.

Situ Yi tugged his hands and pulled the strings himself, with an indescribable indifference in his slender eyes: "Kunpeng spreads his wings and writes things, how can the world be truly free? The world is densely packed with people like the sea, and giants look down with pity. The peng fell into the water and turned into fish, and the mortal mind of the gods was imprisoned!"

The threads rose again amid loud laughter, and countless puppets flew out of the city.Those puppets were unarmed, but each one was in extreme misery. Some were lonely and weeping, the old and shabby looked down in self-pity, the sallow-faced children begged for food, and the timid young men knelt down and begged for mercy.The pitiful-looking puppets vaguely exuded a sinister aura when moving, like thousands of ugly monsters reaching out to the sky.The movement of the black roc suddenly stopped, and it had to flap its wings to start a silent fight with the puppets.

Yan Qi dodged and appeared at Dapeng's head, his face as gloomy as a rain cloud: "Lingdao's evil soul sacrifice method...bastard, how many people have you killed!"

Soul Sacrifice is an ancient evil spell on Lingdao. It uses human life to integrate into the spell to increase its power. Due to its low efficiency, it has long been abandoned by the Immortal Master.At this time, the various monsters released by Situ Yi were using the method of soul sacrifice. He undoubtedly improved this evil technique secretly, and more than tens of thousands of innocent people died under his hands.

"Killing people? You have long been at the pinnacle of creation, and all living beings in the world treat you no differently than an ant. Why do the gods care about the life and death of an ant?" Situ Yi asked with a smile.

"Idiot! Do you think you are great after practicing a bullshit technique?" Yan Qi was furious, "Situ Yi lives in this world like everyone else. You and I are both ants in this mortal world!"

"Well said! Tianji is very capable and never forgets his roots and his origins. This rolling mortal world has your relatives, friends, and your dreams and memories. Naturally, you have to risk your life to protect this ant in the dust!" Situ Yi still said Smiling, that smile looked sinister and indifferent, "But what about Situ Yi? What does your world have to do with me?"

Yan Qi suddenly understood what the other party wanted to say. He wordlessly drew an eagle to peck Situ Yi's eyeballs. The man in white just raised his hand and let the puppet take it.He controlled the puppet to crush the falcon alive, and there was a cruel smile on his lips as he told the past.

"I, Situ Yi, was born under the rule of Emperor Changde and grew up in a stilted building by the waterside. When I was not studying, I would watch theater troupes perform in the town and listen to sailors telling rural legends from all over the mainland. When I was studying, I walked alone in the bamboo forest. Singing, fishing by the river, composing the script, and watching the singing girls dancing on the boats crossing the river. There are singers and fishermen, scribes and heroes, my stories and my songs. That is the human world, and that is my world."

Many soul sacrifice puppets suddenly transformed into pawns of merchants, men and women in the world, and evolved into a picture of a water town with the changing mist.The noisy worldly atmosphere rose up with their singing and shouting, trapping the roc as it fell further and further towards the earth.Yan Qi's face was as gloomy as water. He was about to speak when he was interrupted by Situ Yi's ridicule: "But when I returned to my hometown, everything was different. Now there are no bamboo buildings in the city, the roads are wide and wide, and people live in neat and tidy houses. In the towering glass house, it really feels like a peaceful and prosperous era.

But where did my water town go?Where has my stilted building gone?Where is the bamboo forest where I sing?No one can sing my favorite songs anymore, the lakeside where I fished has become a dock for cruise ships, and the people in my memory have long since become a handful of dirt! "

Situ Yi was almost crazy when he laughed at the end. He clapped his hands vigorously, like the most enthusiastic audience applauding a comedy: "My world has been silent for a long time 200 years ago. Not to mention a mere zero island, even the imperial capital is also a foreign country. This is In 200 years, the world will be empty!"

Before today, no one knew that Situ Yi was an "old man" from the past. Perhaps only his classmates at that time knew this secret.But no one doubted that he was lying. Even the people in the city could relate to the hollowness and desolation in his words, like the old funeral songs of the dead a hundred years ago.

Many puppets in the bustling city cried in unison. Their skin was withered and their bodies shriveled, as if a hundred years had passed in an instant, turning living humans into rotting skeletons.The roc bird fell in this hellish scene, struggling hard under the torment of many demons.Yan Qi painted a picture of a torrential flood driving away the demonic tide. He stood opposite the laughing man and many skeletons, like a spectator isolated from the world.

"Qin Minshang was born a hundred years earlier than you, so don't use time as an excuse." Yan Qi said coldly, "No one in the imperial capital has ever treated you badly. You had relatives and friends back then, but you are such a cold-blooded and vicious traitor. You have let everything down. You conspired with Lord Yinlu and Wataru Shigure back in the imperial capital, so don’t use that time as an excuse again!"

"Back then? Back then, I was just avenging my relatives and friends. Back then, there was no big plan. Back then, I was still waiting for the truth to be revealed so that I could work with you to figure it out, seeking stability and transcendence!"

Situ Yi shouted the same and stopped even singing. The scene in the city changed with the shouts, turning into the bluestone roads and brick houses of the Yongguang Imperial Capital.The phantoms of the group of puppets and Kunpeng floated high in the sky, but Yan Qi and Situ Yi stood at the door of a wine shop.All kinds of stiff puppets walk on the streets of the imperial capital, creating a lively and noisy atmosphere back then.

Situ Yi shook his sleeves and stretched out his finger, pointing directly at the forehead of the black-clothed painter: "It was you Yan Qi who forced me! How could I be so anxious in a hundred more years? It was you Yan Qi who sought to stabilize his conscience, but ended up ruining tens of millions of dollars." Human lives!”

"What the hell!" Yan Qi yelled, "You have done something evil and yet you framed the righteous one. I despise you the most for shameless people like you!"

Situ Yi was not ashamed or annoyed, but instead laughed wildly.He knew that words were of no use to Tianji, but he was the best villain in the world to poke wounds.Amidst the laughter, gray and white threads fell to the eaves and alleys, and the imperial capital scenery ten years ago shrank towards Yan Qi, and the illusion floated with the gray mist of the spiritual prison world.The vague laughter and quarrels of the past came from all directions, tearing at the body of the painter in black.

Situ Yi is the most powerful spirit spell user in the world, and no one understands how to break the spirit spell better than him.The core of Yan Qi's Seal of the Three Worlds is the fear of the past, and what stands here is the Tianji of the past.However, people in the past cannot escape memories and time, and cooperate with the spirit prison world to construct the illusion of that year. No matter how powerful the Third Seal is, they cannot escape it!

The laughter and quarrels of the past flashed before his eyes one by one. Yan Qi looked at each other coldly, and the elegant ink color escaped from his sleeves and robes.He raised his pen and pointed it in the middle of the black ink, and the darkness was divided into thick and light.Two fish, one black and one white, swam out of the ink, holding each other head and tail in a Tai Chi flow.That simple pattern was like the beginning of all things, the source of all phenomena. In an instant, the illusion of the imperial capital was completely wiped out, and everything in the past disappeared into the picture.

"Empty Phase·Chuangjie, Liangyi Yin·Taiji Diagram."

The two qi of yin and yang permeate the air as the image rotates, and the battlefield suddenly changes like a desolate scene in the beginning of ancient times. Only the city-states without form are still standing in the desolate ancient times.The people outside the battlefield were almost stunned. Everyone knew that Tianji was powerful, but no one thought that his power had reached such an extent.He used a painting that was almost a clone to create two realms!

"Hey, did he just use the 'Seven Senses Seal'?" Rei Shigure's eyes widened, "The city only appeared after that, and that seal broke Wuxiang's invisibility...that's also World Creation Techniques? How many World Creation Techniques does he have?!"

"Don't think about it, destroy the theater first!" Gongsun Ce yelled, "We can't help now, wait until Yan Qi creates an opportunity!"

He completely liberated the Wrath Seal and demolished the bright yellow tall buildings amidst the roar of the pile driver.Rei Shigure swallowed and worked hard together with his weak comrades.Gongsun Ce was right. They were not qualified to participate in the upper-level struggle at the moment. If Servais and Will had not tried their best to use Creation to protect them, they would have been eroded and turned into puppets by the power of the peak of Creation after the bitter battle.

Yan Qi's display of strength was certainly strong, but Situ Yi seemed to be able to fight with ease so far.His illusion of the world of mortals was broken by Tai Chi, and at the same time, the battle above the sky was about to decide the winner. The roc bird screamed and fell to the earth, and countless pale birds stuck out from the sea of ​​sneaky people transformed by many misfortunes. hands to feed the birds that are no longer free!

"Tai Chi enters the world, unites the emperor, destroys demons, and sees the invisible."

Yan Qi raised his hand and pointed, and the black and white Tai Chi diagram swept through the sea of ​​people and flew high into the sky, sinking into Dapeng's body.The size of the inky giant beast changed accordingly, its wings quickly converged, its claws grew into legs, and the bird's head turned into a disheveled human head in the blink of an eye.He pulled out a piece of thick ink and turned it into armor and a cloak. He pulled out a wisp of fresh air and made it into a seven-foot sword. With just one sweep of the sharp sword, the evil spirits flew away and the evil tide disappeared.

"Heshen Order: Zhenwu is here!"

The power of the Tai Chi Seal and the Third Seal were combined with the secret method to transform into a Zhenwu Emperor who could conquer demons and conquer them.All the illusions created by Situ Yi disappeared under the awe-inspiring righteousness. The actor stood high on the top of a tower. Seeing this scene, he couldn't stop laughing: "Haha! It's the clay puppets taught by General Zhenwu again. You Yan Qi always laughed at him for being pedantic, but unexpectedly he turned into a pedant today!" "Yes, things are really unpredictable." Yan Qi said coldly, "But I never thought that this Taoist technique of killing demons could be used with a sword. Cut off your head!"

Emperor Zhenwu's body swelled in the wind, and in just an instant he became a thousand-meter-high giant.He roared and waved the long black sword, like a god above the nine heavens wielding a magical weapon made of thunder and clouds.Situ Yi stood alone on the top floor of the yellow tower, with his hands in his big sleeves.The wind was so strong that it almost blew the tall and thin human figure over. He looked up at the demon-stricken Tianzun, his face as calm as a piece of pale paper.

"Brave and good at fighting, worthy of his talent, Yan Qi should be the number one." Situ Yi said leisurely.

Yan Qi's heart suddenly twitched. The illusion of the world of mortals had long been broken, but he couldn't help but think of the past.

That was more than ten years ago, and they were not yet Wuxiang Shen and Tianji, but just two scholars in Taixue.That day, some important figure in the ritual ceremony hall got interested and asked Lao Zhang who was the number one among the students.Qin Ming happened to hear the news and encouraged the young and energetic people to fight together.But Qin Ming himself did not participate. At that time, the fool who became a monk had achieved clarity, and many students did not participate. Anyone who weighed his weight thought that he could not enter the competition.So there was noisy discussion for a while, but the kind-hearted Liu Zhongwu became the referee, and he and Situ Yi started fighting.

The sun was very hot that day, and the birds and cicadas on the trees were chirping endlessly. The arrogant young people were trying to compete with each other, controlling the paper figures and the ink beasts to fight, using silk threads and paper pens. Conquest.One moment, the paper-man Yin soldiers blocked the Black Wolf's action, and the next moment the wolf beast changed its formation and pulled the Yin soldiers and Yin generals into formation.The struggle between the impermanent mages is always like this. A force is kneaded and transformed in the hands of both parties like plasticine. In the eyes of others, it seems like a tacit game.Finally, he used the Heshen Order passed down by Lao Zhang, which Situ Yi had not yet mastered.The white-faced scholar held the silk thread and pondered it for a long time. He couldn't control it and couldn't turn it. He spread his hands helplessly and said that this method is really wonderful and I don't know the details. Yan Qi should be the first.

Yan Qi laughed loudly, saying that if I was not convinced that I was the first, I would be wasting my time and fighting for nothing!Situ Yi also laughed and said that being the number one is a happy event and he should treat him to drinks!So the two bastards who were watching the fun also came and took out the spare money in the painter's pocket to buy wine.Yan Qi slapped the table and cursed, saying that you didn't want to lose money so you gave this title to me. If you had known, you would be treated like a bullshit first!

Everyone laughed, laughed, smiled, and smiled lightly. Those smiles swayed in the wine glasses, drifted away with the drunken gossip, and were forever sealed in the summer night more than ten years ago.But now there is no wine and laughter, only the cold and solemn battlefield. The man in white clothes and high hat looks at the divine general from a distance, and drinks as coldly as the cold wind in winter.

"It's not what it used to be!"

Situ Yi made seals with his hands one after another, and in the middle of the city made of many silk threads, the gray pillar that stood upright from the sky began to shake violently.He took out the Claw of Void Light and wrote a new plot using his voice ghostwriting: "[The chaos in the world is like a play, and the past is in vain. People, gods, ghosts and beasts are all pawns, and they belong to the hands of the gods!]"

The gray-white giant pillar suddenly cracked, and a giant brass-colored palm stretched out from it, blocking Emperor Zhenwu's sharp sword.It turned out to be a woman's hand. The five fingers were slender and slender, and the knuckles were connected by ball-shaped joints that looked like pearls. It was indescribably weird and cold.Demon Lord Dang struggled to raise his arms, but for a while he couldn't break free from the shackles of the mechanical hand.Yan Qi quickly drew out the talisman. He held the hastily crafted talisman and patted it towards Emperor Zhenwu: "It resides in the sky, controls misfortunes and blessings, eliminates evil and filth, and preserves the energy of the Dao. The Nine Heavens should be the thunder talisman of the primordial spirit!"

The Zhenwu long sword was coated with a layer of black thunder. The thunder and lightning extended all the way along with the mechanical hand, and exploded inside the giant pillar to form thunder and flashes.With that fleeting light, Yan Qi saw the scene inside the giant pillar.It was a woman's face, a woman he had seen before...

That's Jane Gray Morton's face!

"you?!"

Yan Qi was rarely surprised, but his exclamation made Situ Yi laugh wildly.After all, he made a wrong move. The thunder talisman failed to defeat the enemy with one blow, and Situ Yi's new technique had been completed in front of him.The Claw of Void Light was thrown up by him, and three beams of golden light and three beams of gray light flew out like arrows, hitting Yan Qi's waist and turning into a prison.This is the technique Shigu Genmi used in the past, the Six Paths Heavenly Prison that utilizes the power of karma!
"Liang Yi III and Seven Senses are all here, you can't use anything else." Situ Yi caught the Claw of Void Light, "If you have any novel methods, feel free to use them!"

Yan Qi looked down at the cage and blinked tiredly.His expression suddenly relaxed, as if the heavy burden he had been carrying had been lifted.The huge god general exploded from within at this moment, and the two seals that maintained it were actually lifted by Yan Qi himself.The light prison that restricted movement spread out as if it was not obeying orders, and submerged into the ink-colored cage beside the man.

Sifangyin·Xiaoyaojian.

Situ Yi was right, he couldn't maintain multiple seals at the same time, so he completely gave up the fight against the weird machine and used his spare strength for the last fight.Yan Qi rushed forward, swiping his pen like a knife, pointing at the tall man in white and at the head of Wuxiang Shen!

"There are no new methods, the old tricks are enough!" Yan Qi shouted angrily.

At the last moment, Yan Qi tore off the jade from his chest. The power of the Tongxin Jade was fully activated when it shattered, causing his appearance to change.He is no longer the same young man as he was back then. He is the inconspicuous middle-aged man, the middle-aged painter who always appears when chaos comes. The ink beads on his brush tip float out, forming a perfect circle. A perfect circle.The ink color is like the North Star hanging high in the night, hanging directly on Yan Qi's head.

"Tai Yiyin·Tianji Palace!"

People don't know what happened at that moment, let alone what kind of secret technique Yan Qi used.They only saw the man in white with a cold face, and the man in black roaring and roaring.I saw the bright yellow tower in the center of Silk City disappearing as if it didn't exist, and together with many of the strange phenomena caused by the World Creation Technique, they disappeared out of thin air...

I saw a drop of black blood falling on the dry ground.

That was Yan Qi's blood. He didn't know when he appeared outside Silk Thread City-State, with a proud smile on his lips.Situ Yi penetrated his heart expressionlessly and lifted the painter up.

His left hand was empty, where the Claw of Void Light should have been.

"Ha!" Yan Qi laughed sarcastically, "You greedy waste and fear of death, you even want to hide from this! You are already at the peak of Creation, such a hasty attack can't hurt you!"

Situ Yi looked at the black blood in his hand and suddenly smiled.

"The heaven is extremely strict, the world is number one, except for the disaster in the sky, has there ever been another hasty move? A dragon's claw can exchange for a lifetime of peace, even if the King of Destiny comes here in person, he still has to praise it as a good deal!"

Situ Yi clenched his right hand and completely destroyed the incarnation of his old friend. Blood-like ink flowed down his arm and dyed half of his sleeves black.He raised his sleeves, wondering what he was thinking. No one could know his expression at this moment.

Situ Yi brushed his sleeves over his face, and the dark cloth turned pure white again. He turned around, fluttered his sleeves, and looked across the entire city at the waiting crowd. He looked into Gongsun Ce's eyes, and screamed as if they were meeting for the first time. laughing out loud.

"The grudges are settled, and the drama begins. Legendary director, God Theater City!"

(End of this chapter)