The colorful dazzling light changes rapidly, like a paint plate immersed in water and spreading slowly, which is dazzling.
It's like a machine is restarting and the brain that has been stagnant for a long time is starting to work again.
Gradually, all the colors have meaning and form shapes.
This is...an inn?
'I' thought hesitantly, clenching my hands unconsciously, holding a slender and narrow red spear, slowly falling to the ground.
Time seems to have been slowed down countless times,
'I' fell very slowly, and I could clearly see that the entire inn was in dilapidated condition, with bricks, rubble, and melted wax everywhere on the ground.
In the center of the inn are two figures shrouded in the storm.
On the periphery of the battlefield, many people were kneeling - they were forced to hold up barriers to resist the storm mixed with large amounts of sand and gravel particles.
The looks of some of them were particularly familiar, and 'I' was able to retrieve part of my memory through their looks.
'I' am Li Ang, a disciple of the Academy, a physician, a monk in the Cloud Patrol Realm, and a time traveler...
Like a roaring river that stirs up thousands of waves, it finally merges into the sea and returns to calm. All the memories rushed into the brain and lit up the eyes.
In the slow-playing world, Li Ang blinked slowly.
He remembered everything, whether it happened in this Yuelai Inn or the "dream" that was both real and illusory.
Dream tapir.
Li Ang lowered his gaze and looked toward the center of the eye of the storm through the extremely chaotic gravity flow.
Dream tapir!
!
In the center of the battlefield, Jin Wusuan was seen holding a bronze box high. The brown-yellow beast eyes in the box shone with cold light.
Wherever the light went, the gravitational turbulence was tampered with and corrected, and all factors that were unfavorable to the Dream Tapir were eliminated.
In the last moment, Jin Wusuan's neck was pulled off by gravity, and he died.
The next moment, he recovered again, still holding the bronze box firmly in his hand, staring at Lu Qingya in front of him.
Lu Qingya was indeed very powerful. He had mastered hundreds of techniques more than ten years ago and was the master of Luli Academy over the past hundreds of years.
If this technique of "Moving Mountains as Fences" is released over the city,
Within a quarter of an hour, the entire town can be completely destroyed and wiped off the map forever.
Unfortunately, what he is facing now is an ancient demon that can confuse authenticity and modify reality.
Dream tapir.
The beast's eyes in the bronze box steadily modify the turbulent flow of gravity while releasing power on Lu Qingya itself.
The headmaster of Luli Academy, his facial features and clothes changed rapidly. The determined expression on his face inevitably revealed a dazed look, and his eyes slowly closed.
He is also being "modified" by Dream Tapir.
The balance of victory has tilted...
boom!
The Dragon Meteor Spear in Li Ang's hand pierced the gravity turbulence, instantly arousing strong resistance.
Hundreds of gravitational forces in different directions pulled the spear desperately,
The tough gun barrel was bent and tilted, twisting into weird curves like a snake.
As for Li Ang, after entering the gravity turbulence, his bones began to tilt in different directions, his internal organs were sometimes squeezed and sometimes separated, and blood broke through the blood vessels and flowed freely.
It felt like being hit by countless trains at the same time, and like my whole body had been turned into a towel, being tightened and strangled.
Buzz——
The sea of qi circulates rapidly, and the spiritual energy is concentrated on the tip of the Dragon Meteor Spear.
The spear continued to fall, slowly but surely tearing apart the gravity turbulence and advancing downwards.
The beast's eyes in the bronze box sensed a strong threat and suddenly raised their heads, looking up at the falling Li Ang.
The strange power that is difficult to describe in any human language invades from all directions.
Li Ang felt as if he was jumping and shattering in time and space, like a wisp of breeze or a wave function.
Every organ, every muscle and even every cell in his body is full of uncertainty, and dust can easily pass through it.
Don't think about controlling me anymore!
Moss!
In the rapidly rotating storm that no one could see clearly, dark threads shot out and suddenly covered Li Ang's body.
Most of the uncertainty immediately subsided, and the body also changed from a state of almost a breeze to less transparent.
Li Ang completely drained the remaining spiritual energy and used it to propel himself and increase his speed.
The Dragon Meteor Spear emits a long dragon roar, and a red light rises around it, forming a faint shadow of the dragon's head that resembles a lake.
Deer antlers, fish scales, long beard and eyebrows, extremely majestic and sacred.
"Roar-"
The phantom of the dragon head roared out half a syllable, and the sharp dragon teeth bit the bronze box.
clang!
The spear blade was chiseled into the bronze box, piercing it like a bamboo!
The strong wind suddenly stopped, and the dust and gravel carried by the gravity turbulence flew out at high speed, leaving dense holes in the wall.
Ji Xingwang and others held up a mental barrier to block the flying debris. When the smoke and dust gradually dispersed, they could finally see what was happening in the center of the battlefield——
Lu Qingya, whose face had returned to its original state, was holding the Luli Sword and standing there with his eyes closed.
Li Ang, who withdrew the silk all over his body, stood silently in the pit. The Dragon Meteor Spear in his hand penetrated the bronze box, shattering it into several pieces, and pressed the largest bronze plate to the ground.
Jin Wusuan still maintained the holding position with both hands, even though there was nothing in his hands.
The richest businessman in the world looked at Li Ang, who was expressionless, and Lu Qingya, who was silent not far away, then looked at the fragments of the bronze box on the ground, and sighed.
"As expected, it still doesn't work..."
The corners of his mouth twitched, and there were countless things he wanted to say, but he still didn't say them.
The bronze box is broken, the beast's eyes disappear, and the ghost realm is naturally broken.
A ray of morning light penetrated the dark sky and shone into the dilapidated inn.
Everyone was shocked to find that they had returned to the real world - shops, carriages, and pedestrians began to appear on the streets outside, and the scent of breakfast was faintly wafting.
Luzhou City in the early morning appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
The people in Luzhou City were also extremely shocked by the sudden appearance of the dilapidated Yuelai Inn.
"...it's over."
Exhausted, Li Ang pulled out the Dragon Meteor Spear, raised his aching arm, took out the talisman from his arms, and threw it on the surface of the bronze fragments.
"it's over?"
"it's over!"
"Hahaha we survived!"
The passengers trapped in Yuelai Inn were finally confirmed to have escaped.
Immediately, among the strange eyes of the people in Luzhou City, they hugged each other and cried.
"no no!"
Song Shaoyuan knelt down on the ground with tears streaming down his face. He desperately picked up the melted wax oil from the ground and held it in his arms.
Many other travelers who had lost relatives and friends also did the same thing as him.
"...Husband?"
The woman in palace attire, with a look of astonishment on her face, walked towards Lu Qingya with her young son in her arms. With every step they take, mother and son melt a little.
Lu Qingya let go of Lu Lijian and walked towards them with a complicated expression. He reached out and took his wife and children into his arms, hugged them tightly and said hoarsely: "I'm sorry."
"it does not matter."
The woman in palace clothes rested on her husband's shoulder, rubbing her ears and temples together, and said softly: "From now on, you must also take care of yourself. Drink less wine, and don't read too late at night..."
"I can..."
Before he finished speaking, wax and oil poured out like mercury on the ground.
