Qiu Ping charged between heaven and earth for a while. Although he had no plan in his attacks, the flesh and blood monsters all over the sky gradually became sparse.
Because his body is so big, as long as it is covered with a layer of time power, it can form a full-coverage, no-dead-center strike.
"Zu Long has abandoned the moves and rules in his moves, pursuing the nature and simplicity that is consistent with the Tao, but the Tao has exhausted the foundation of cultivation."
"As long as the body is strong enough, hard enough, and big enough, it will naturally be invincible and invincible."
The Dragon King of the East China Sea stroked his beard and stared at Qiu Ping's killing routine for a long time before he came up with this idea.
But Little Loach didn't know that his unintentional actions today had caused the dragon clan's practice to go in another extreme direction.
"There is only one last point left, so let's use the final blow to end the battle."
Qiu Ping was quite enjoying this feeling in his heart. It was no nonsense. The little loach usually got bullied. How could he be so invincible like today?
Plenty of mana and powerful power.
We loaches have never fought such a prosperous battle!
Qiu Ping opened his mouth and spat out, and another inverted cone-shaped breath came out of his mouth. This time, his head was no longer stuck, so he could rotate freely and could shoot at 360 degrees.
In a circle, all the flesh and blood monsters within a radius of 100,000 feet were wiped out.
"Finish and call it a day!"
At this moment, Qiu Ping also had the mentality of cheating in a game. Anyway, this is not my account, so I can enjoy it.
Most of the flesh and blood monsters that originally filled the sky and the ground have been cleared away, and the remaining scattered ones have been rounded up by others.
Qiu Ping looked at this world curiously. He didn't know where this place was. How could there be so many monsters all of a sudden? He could also see Taishi God restored to his original state.
"Unworthy descendants, pay homage to the ancestral dragon."
The remaining sporadic monsters were strangled to death in a blink of an eye, and the real dragons from all over the world prostrated themselves on the sea surface, welcoming the arrival of the ancestral dragon with the most respectful attitude.
However, Qiu Ping couldn't understand what they were saying. The words these dragons spoke were inexplicably distorted and distorted in his ears, and all the syllables were sharp and harsh sounds.
"what are you guys saying?"
Qiu Ping couldn't help but frown. He tried to use his spiritual thoughts to communicate with these people, but his spiritual thoughts were bound within the dragon body and could not reach out of the body at all.
And the sounds coming out of his mouth seemed to be incomprehensible to others.
Anyway, Qiu Ping communicated several times, but this group of people still looked confused.
Qiu Ping was scratching his head. Did he have to write for them? However, Qiu Ping felt a little unable to deal with his bad words.
Forget it, let’s write for them. Anyway, this is not my account, and it’s not me who is embarrassing.
At that moment, he meandered and soared to an island. He stretched out a finger and poked it directly into the rocks of the island.
These rocks that had been blown by wind and waves looked like they were made of tofu in front of his paws.
He wrote the first stroke deeply, crookedly, like a dragon or a snake, with an inexplicable charm.
Of course, to put it in a harsher tone, that is... his ability to control writing is so poor that every stroke is written in an unexpected place.
"Hello everyone, I am a real dragon who loves to help others. My name is Ao Heng. Where is this place..." Qiu Ping had already prepared a draft in his mind and was about to write a short essay.
But as soon as he wrote the first stroke, he felt the resistance under his fingers suddenly increase, and it became extremely difficult for him to continue writing.
When he finished the third stroke, his fingers were almost stagnant, and he couldn't draw the last stroke of the first "big" character.
"Kakakaka."
Qiu Ping's muscles tensed up, and after a lot of struggle, he finally wrote down the first word.
It's just that the left side is bigger and the right side is smaller. It looks like a little person doing lunges and palm presses.
Even Qiu Ping, who prides himself on being an ugly writer, couldn't help but blush at this moment.
"Forget it, I won't write it anymore. I have no curiosity at all and I don't want to communicate with others."
Qiu Ping comforted himself in his heart. If you don't understand, just don't understand. It's better to take a walk around first and see if you can find a way to get home.
After staying in this world for a while, he felt a bad feeling in his heart. He didn't feel it during the fierce battle just now, but now that he is free, he feels that the world seems to be full of weirdness.
Weird...how weird.
Qiu Ping inadvertently raised his head, but suddenly saw a blood-red sun floating in the sky.
The sun was radiating light and heat unscrupulously. Qiu Ping stared at the sun for a long time. How could it be a blood-red sun?
But why is the surrounding scenery not dyed red?
He lowered his head and looked around again. The scenery here was as usual, and seemed to be the same as in later generations...
But the idea had just occurred to him, and he suddenly froze.
When he looked directly at the sun and then looked at the surrounding scenery, everything around him was reflected in a layer of blood red.
Even on the ground, on the rocks, and even on the sea, there was a thick layer of furry, moss-like material.
These mosses are like snail's tentacles, extending or contracting from time to time. Although they look like moss, they look more like some kind of creature.
These flesh-like moss cover everything within sight layer by layer, even the true dragons, the Taishi God, their bodies are covered with flesh and blood moss.
In this world, the only clean thing is Qiu Ping's current dragon body.
If you look carefully, tiny red particles will fall from the sky from time to time, like spores, covering the world here layer by layer.
Only Qiu Ping's dragon body was covered with a layer of light gray power, causing all the spores to continue to dissolve.
But after Qiu Ping blinked his eyes, the world returned to its original state. It was like an illusion just now.
"What on earth are these...!"
Qiu Ping's heart tightened slightly. Whether it was the blood-red sun in the sky or the squirming flesh carpets on the ground, there was a kind of chilling horror.
It was as if this entire world were living creatures, and everyone was living within the walls of his stomach.
Everything in heaven and earth is His food.
All practitioners strive to improve themselves, survive thousands of tribulations, and achieve higher status. The ultimate goal is to make themselves more delicious and then become His food.
Qiu Ping didn't know why he had such thoughts, but when he looked at the living creature-like fleshy moss and the sun that seemed to be made of flesh and blood, he felt inexplicably disgusting in his heart.
If the world really looked like this, it would be too terrifying.
"No, I have to leave this weird world as soon as possible." Qiu Ping felt chills all over when he thought that he might be in the belly of some existence.
Qiu Ping really felt that he had been extremely unlucky recently. He was just watching the excitement for no reason, and he was involved in the ruins of the old sea, and then was trapped in a hopeless world without life or death.
After finally escaping from that desperate world, he inexplicably entered a strange world made entirely of flesh and blood.
Little Loach secretly swore in his heart that when he escaped from this disaster, he would stay at home safely and never wander out again.
Qiu Ping tried hard to keep his peace of mind and looked for opportunities to leave this place.
"I can only mobilize this gray power at the moment. Judging from the current situation, the power I have now can restrain those flesh and blood monsters..."
Driven by the survival instinct, the little loach's not-so-smart brain started to work crazily, looking for opportunities to survive.
"The source of those flesh and blood monsters is most likely the flesh and blood sun in the sky. According to this principle, my power can restrain the sun in the sky..."
Qiu Ping couldn't rely on anyone at the moment, and he didn't know how to leave this world, so he could only use every means to save himself.
The little loach's eyes looked up slightly. Maybe, if I use all my strength to hit the sun in the sky, can I knock it down...
What a fart!
Although Qiu Ping is not smart, he is not so stupid as to compete with the sun with his flesh and blood.
His body of a hundred thousand feet is simply a speck of dust to the sun.
Qiu Ping stretched out a claw, gathered all his strength, and slashed hard in the void, hoping to tear the void apart just like he had torn apart the chaos before.
But after Qiu Ping tore it apart, no cracks appeared in the space.
Even if the little loach is in the Holy Embryo Realm, he can easily tear apart a space crack here. But he, an invincible true dragon with a hundred thousand feet, had no choice but to gain space.
No, to be precise, it’s not that the current Qiu Ping cannot tear apart space.
Instead, his claws landed on the space, as if they were passing through water, and the surrounding space had rippling shadows, making all the rocks and figures in the space ripple like water waves.
"Space is like water... No, it's not like space is like water, but... years..."
Qiu Ping stretched out his claws again and scratched the air a few times, causing the water ripples to become even more violent.
Then, Qiu Ping jumped up suddenly, his huge body was extremely dexterous, and he fell downwards.
Then in the void, a majestic river appeared out of thin air and fell under him.
Qiu Ping's 100,000-foot body fell into the river, but it was no different from an ordinary person throwing a stone into the water. It was just that the ripples in the depths of the water spread out layer by layer.
This river is called years, also called time.
Qiu Ping finally knew what the layer of gray power that had been wrapping around him was. It was the power of the law of time, but it was so powerful that it condensed into something substantial. Even the little loach who had no one to teach him didn't know. What the hell is that.
Therefore, he is now at a certain node in the long river of time. As for whether it is now or the future, Qiu Ping is not sure.
Qiu Ping guessed that it was time in the past, because he saw the younger Taishi God.
But he had never heard of the history of the Red Sun, and there were no related legends in the public communication circle.
So even if Qiu Ping knew this information, he didn't know how to solve Hongri.
But one thing is certain, since there is no serious problem in this world, this round of flesh and blood red sun will eventually be wiped out.
I don’t know which person is so powerful. If I can know the other person’s contact information, I may be able to achieve some good results with him in the future.
Phew, I’m off topic!
Qiu Ping quickly pulled his thoughts back. The Red Sun was only part of history, which was good news for him.
Maybe as long as he continues to survive here, he can stay until the day when the Red Sun is wiped out?
If he can help the savior with a few more assists, he might even be able to gain territory.
As for other methods...if he could rush into the long river of time and forcibly integrate this historical fragment into a certain tributary of the long river of time, completely turning it into a part of a history that has never happened.
In other words, what Qiu Ping is dealing with is not the red sun, but the era when the red sun hangs high. He wants to completely pull that entire era into a tributary of the long river of time, making this entire era never happen.
It's just that this may lead to some consequences regarding timeline changes.
After Qiu Ping has understood the law of time, he can go up the long river of time, enter a certain tributary of the past, change a little bit of time in the past, and bring changes to future generations.
But the consequences of such a change could be serious.
This is why Qiu Ping would rather just use the sundial time pause function in many cases.
He was afraid that after changing the past time, he would wake up one day in the future and find that the world had become a place where he didn't even recognize his mother.
But this seems to be the best way to eliminate this bloody sun at the moment.
Send this era, along with the red sun of flesh and blood, into a certain tributary so that it can never merge into the main trunk.
According to the rules of the long river, this tributary will only get farther and farther away from the main trunk, and will never meet again. This is equivalent to banishing it forever.
But this plan made Qiu Ping a little scared. After all, his understanding of the rules of time was still shallow...
Little Loach just had this idea, but in an instant, a shadow of a sundial that penetrated the sky and the earth but was invisible to outsiders appeared behind him.
Circle after circle of densely packed scales appeared on the sundial, and a dark shadow was slowly rotating, as if the shadow was moving along with the scales as the sun turned.
Only then did Qiu Ping realize how terrifying the power of time was contained in his current body.
"Is it possible... that God has destined me to banish this era and save all living beings in this world?"
Qiu Ping looked at the exaggeratedly large sundial and murmured.
But while he was thinking about it, he didn't notice that the big sun above his head, which seemed to be made of flesh and blood, slowly squirmed, and then cracked, and he could vaguely see an eyeball blinking. For a moment, even the eyelashes on the eyelids flickered.
(End of chapter)
