Silent Crown Chapter 667: Weighing

Seeing Ye Qingxuan holding the broken stone plate in his arms, closing his eyes and meditating, the chaotic etheric fluctuations quickly subsided. After entering the etheric cycle, the masters who were watching from afar couldn't help whispering.

Although they don't know Ye Qingxuan's plan, these days, they have also faintly guessed that the scales are scratching, but only a little bit makes them feel absurd and incredible.

"Do you think it will work?"

"I don't know."

"No matter how you think about it, it feels incredible." The old master holds a conservative view of this: "There has been no shortage of this kind of whimsy since ancient times, but there are very few people who can achieve it."

"Not necessarily."

The musician who first achieved the scepter shook his head: "His background is too strong, even the average scepter is inferior. If he is willing to do it, then he can do it."

"But don't forget, this is Guixu."

Everyone fell silent.

"Yes, return to the market."

Master Oden sighed softly.

The material world and the etheric world overlap here, and the great source is projected here. Any achievements in the rewriting of natural disasters in the embryo cannot bypass the will of the original kings.

Rising to the stars or falling into hell...

Everything will be decided by the kings.

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Ye Qingxuan saw the ocean.

The frozen ocean.

In the endless world, empty, only the frozen ocean extends to the end of perception, pale colors covering everything.

That is his music theory frozen by Guixu, his destiny chapter.

"The time has come for a change."

His will is running above the sky. With his will, the sea of ​​ice bursts, and countless music theories emerge from it, burst out, and turn into flames, slowly rising, and dispersing in the sky.

The mighty melody sounded slowly.

What followed was the strings of the Nine Heavens Ring Pei.

The strings disintegrated into pure music theory and turned into a power ladder engraved in Ye's bloodline.

Across the seven series, it works without hindrance.

This is the best foundation and structure, and it will also be the main body of the Ethernet network.

It's just that Ye Qingxuan never expected that, going around, he went back to the beginning, and entrusted everything to the Nine Heavens Ring.

It's just that now is different from the past.

Under Ye Qingxuan’s will, the music theory of the Ladder quickly increased in value. Amidst the lonely sound of the piano, the phantom of the guqin loomed, and then quickly shattered. After being broken, it turned into countless silver streamers, penetrating the void vertically The world connects countless music theories in one place.

The chapter of moonlight turned into a bright moon. From the rise of night, the sage’s stone became the earth, laying the foundation stone with life, and the resonance of natural disasters echoed the power of the Quartet, forming the first wind and promoting the first time of music theory. Loop...

In the collision of countless music theories, one after another violent lights and loud noises evolved, and in the end, they were unified by the Nine Heavens Ring in a huge system.

In the end, the ethernet web is about to reveal its embryonic form.

Ye Qingxuan's complexion was overjoyed, and he was waiting to try to run, but suddenly felt that he was sinking...

Sink to a deeper place.

"What the hell?"

He was stunned.

The sudden accident caused him to fall into confusion and astonishment.

And in his arms, there was a warm feeling suddenly, and he could feel that the broken stone disk in the ruins glowed with flames.

Immediately afterwards, something happened suddenly, and a bar was inserted...

He opened his eyes again.

I saw the solemn temple.

He still sat where he was, but in front of the stone bench was a row of stone fences. The other people in the hall have disappeared, and the weeds that have emerged from the gap are also gone.

The ruins of the ruined hall have been restored to their integrity at this moment. The reliefs and patterns carved in obsidian are hung on the dome and stone pillars.

Behind him, a door has opened, as if he had pushed open the heavy door and stepped in.

In front of him, at the end of the main hall, there was a new golden door closed tightly. Numerous music theories appeared and wrapped around it. It was his etheric net.

The flames hung high above the dome like a scorching sun.

Six long red flags hung down from the surroundings, each with a different emblem, either thorns, frost, or iron moon...

The figures of the original kings appeared in front of their respective flags, high above them, like inquisitors, looking down at Ye Qingxuan. In the empty eyes, the flame of obsession is still burning.

They established the first era of mankind and opened up the golden age of mankind. After death, their obsessions have not left yet, and they have still been cast into the ruins, once again transformed into the original pattern, appearing in Ye Qingxuan’s In front of him, looking at everything about him.

Ye Qingxuan wanted to get up, but he didn't know when he found that his hands were already in dark shackles.

He froze for a moment, and couldn't help but laugh softly.

"Oh! What is this?" He looked up at the figures of the original kings: "Judgment? Do I need to defend my innocence?"

"Quiet, mortal!"

The original kings said in unison: "All words are weak, weighing is about to begin, you just need to wait for the result!"

"Weighing?"

Ye Qingxuan looked up at them: "Do you need me to stand on the scale?"

No one responded.

There was silence.

Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, and added with a dry cough: "I mean...If there is anything, please trouble me as soon as possible, I'm in a hurry."

At that moment, turbulence broke out.

At the end of the hall, the golden gate roared.

A huge balance emerges from it, and the emblems of ancient majesty hang high on both sides of the balance.

On the left side of the balance is the shadow of countless music theories, but the unchanging order is always revealed in the chaos. In the end, it turns into a faint Rubik's Cube, which is the core of the net of the ether, the fate of Ye Qingxuan. chapter.

The right side of the balance is empty.

So the balance tilted quickly.

In an instant, the flame went out.

Everything was plunged into darkness.

But in the darkness, the eyes of the original kings burst into violent lightning, illuminating Ye Qingxuan's astonished expression.

Their voices echoed in the hall like thunder, and Ye Qingxuan was almost torn to pieces by the terrifying impact.

"What a emptiness!"

The King of the Sun shouted angrily: "There is no glory in your heart! After a thousand years, mankind has fallen like this?"

"The Hypocrites!"

Sage Tie Yue shook his head, "All your good deeds are for self-fulfillment. You only love yourself."

The Lord of the Golden Palace shook his head disappointedly: "Selfish, regardless of the overall situation!"

The Aurora emperor with a high crown and black robe casts an indifferent stare: "Escape from duty, betray responsibility!"

Augustus holding the scepter closed his eyes: "Negative God~IndoMTL.com~Refusing to sacrifice!"

The unnamed king in white sighed, "Betrayal and embarrassment."

In the dead silence, terrifying pressure fell from the sky, exerting on Ye Qingxuan's will, whipping his consciousness time and time again, making him almost unsustainable.

"Get down, offender!"

At the beginning, the kings all judged in unison: "You are not qualified to obtain this power, and everything you have is worthless to this world. You do not deserve it!"

Boom!

Ye Qingxuan's body was shocked, and his consciousness became distracted.

Exposed, the body also became erratic, like a candle in the wind. But from the beginning to the end, he never completely retreated, dissipating completely as the original kings had announced.

He is still here.

Ye Qingxuan raised his hand and slowly wiped the bloodshot from the corner of his mouth, his voice hoarse.

"Your Majesty, there is a sentence, I said a long time ago: I don't owe this world..."

He raised his head and looked at the oldest dead with cold eyes:

"The world owes me."

Crash!

On his hands, the black iron shackles fell apart, turning into iron sand and falling down, dissipating in the air.

He slowly got up, resisting the horrible crush from Guixu, proudly raised his head, and straightened his chest, even if the bones wailed, they were about to fall apart.

"The world has changed. Your Majesty, a new era is coming, but the new era does not belong to you."

He made a hoarse voice: "Old people can’t see the current situation, and don’t know where the future is. This is not to blame you, but if you want to be likable, you should retire obediently, keep your position away, and don’t get in the way. Cumbersome."

In the anger of the kings, Ye Qingxuan warned coldly: "Now, please open the door. Otherwise... just roll back to your own grave!" rw