Chapter 787 Chapter 787: A dead end [ask for a monthly ticket]
Xun Zhen said: "My lord is breaking through."
Wu Xian looked at Xun Zhen and then at the distance. From such a distance, he could feel the oppressive aura coming from that direction.
"Breakthrough? Breakthrough what?"
Although there was speculation in his mind, Wu Xian didn't dare to think about it.
Shen Tang's age is too confusing.
Gong Xichou folded his arms around his chest, facing the direction of the battlefield, and said, "Slay the evil thoughts, and advance to the 16th-class Supreme Master Realm."
Of course, this is the strength that the outside world thinks.
Gong Xiqiu is not clear about the actual realm.
As the sacred object of the Gongxi clan, Mama has too many mysteries, and her promotion method may be different from others.
The corner of Wu Xian's mouth twitched fiercely, and the most reluctant guess in his heart was confirmed. He laughed a little unnaturally: "Sister Shen is about to break through? She really is a hero! Let's just watch here? Don't you need to do anything to help?"
Gong Xiqiu said: "Try not to interfere."
Wu Xian asked: "But if you miss..."
Gong Xichou interrupted him: "Want to pursue the pinnacle of martial arts, but can't even get rid of her own murderous thoughts. Even if you help her pass this level, the next Tianlei Tempering Body will double and let her pay back. The gain outweighs the loss. Might as well watch."
No one present is more afraid of thunder than Gong Xichou.
Although Gong Xichou had a clear conscience, he also had a lot of blood on his hands that shouldn't have been stained with Tang Guo during those years. Perhaps it was because of his heavy killing karma, the power of that thunderstorm was particularly astonishing. Chasing and killing evil thoughts, totem backlash, and thunderstorms, every living 16th-class master is a lucky one. However, Mama's process this time is a bit strange, and the thunder cloud came too fast...
It gives people the illusion that they can't wait to hack people.
When Gong Xiqiu said that, Wu Xian could only watch.
I said I was watching, but I couldn’t actually see anything—because Wu Xian’s own strength was not very strong, and Shen Tang and her evil thoughts were fighting with each other completely, so I could only see yellow sand all over the sky, and occasionally I could see it. To the leaked sword light.
Nevertheless, Wu Xian frowned nervously as he watched super pits with a diameter of more than ten feet burst out from time to time on the battlefield.
At this juncture, he was probably the one who most hoped that Shen Tang would be safe and sound. Coexisting with Shen Tang is better than facing Huang Lie, a ruthless character. Shen Tang's strength has further improved, and the people who should have the most headaches are Huang Lie and the others! The crowd of spectators held their breath.
Compared to their nervousness, the two Shen Tangs who were the parties involved didn't have so many thoughts, and just finished the job!
Just before doing it, three-year-old Shen Tang did something else. She waved her sword in the void, temporarily cutting off a certain connection, with a pure smile: "Now, you can let go of your hands and feet."
Poor pouted mouth: "You shouldn't hurt Xiaoli!"
If it wasn't for the fact that she was hurt, she still couldn't bear to do anything to the person in front of her. After all, the two of them have been neighbors for many years. Even if the other party treats her indifferently, Youli is a good child who respects the old and loves the young, and doesn't care about her.
Evil thoughts said lightly: "Don't be so stupid."
She looked really hot eyes.
After finishing speaking, he made up the knife: "I'm going to be sick!"
There is also "Young Li" who claims that she really can't shout out. They are both the same person, so why is the other party free?
The result of mouth poisoning is thousands of swords and lights.
Evil thought sneered, not paying attention to this attack. Because they are all the same person, she knows what three-year-old Shen Tang wants to do! The two identical long swords struck each other hundreds of times in an instant, and dense sword shadows and sparks burst out.
铛—
The two swords are separated when touched.
Evil thoughts glanced at the thundercloud above the head, the atmosphere of the surrounding world was mixed with the sound of hunting wind and thunder, and from time to time, there was a purple electric current visible to the naked eye. The imprint on her white forehead gradually turned from transparent and illusory to solid, and a strange scarlet appeared on her lower eyelids, and her aura instantly overwhelmed the imposing three-year-old Shen Tang. She made a tactic with her left hand: "In the name of God, bring—"
Shan, three-year-old Shen Tang Nian suddenly opened his eyes wide.
annoyed: "You cheated!"
Actually pulled the children out!
Evil thoughts didn't bother to talk to the other party, because someone in the void had already responded: "Wei! Listen to my god's drive—"
Jingle Bell!
A figure shrouded in a priest's robe gradually emerged.
The whole body was covered by a tight toga, only a pair of hands carved out of white jade were exposed. When he opened his hand, a stretched wooden staff emerged from his palm, and red flowers swayed wantonly on the top of the wooden staff. On the city wall, Gong Xichou, whose shoulders had slumped slightly before, instantly straightened his chest. Even though his eyes were covered with a two-finger-wide strip of cloth, outsiders could see his shock at the moment.
"The breath of the high priest?"
He almost left for the battlefield.
After a while, I forcibly endured it—because it was not the breath of a living person, but just an incarnation phantom! The incarnated deity does not know where he is at this moment, nor does he know whether he is alive or dead.
Gong Xiqiu took a deep breath and suppressed his excitement.
Shan Nian is not as well-mannered as he is. Seeing the person who should be standing beside him help others, the anger on his face is almost turned into a real flame, but he still endures the grievance and squeezes out a little smile, as if he was hurt. I have to look at Xuying: "Little friend, you don't want to play with Youli anymore, do you want to stand opposite Youli?"
Xuying: "I follow orders."
When Shan Nian heard this, the smile on his lips gradually faded away, leaving only indifference and coldness. A ray of light shot out from the palm of the hand, and it spread to the sword body in an instant, dyeing the bright and loving mother sword scarlet. Where the sword qi passed, the air split, making a piercing hoarse sound. Under Shan Nian's feet, pairs of vines shaped like human hands emerged from the ground...
"In this case, there is only one way for you to go—" She tilted her head to look at the evil thoughts and the phantom of the high priest, smiled innocently, and said sweetly, "There is a dead end!"
Evil thoughts glanced at the thundercloud above his head, and just murmured calmly: "So—you call this kindness?"
Thundercloud didn't answer, but the original purple lightning turned into an ominous black purple, and the thundercloud also turned thick black.
"Little priest, Forbidden God!"
Xuying moved when he heard the sound, but faster than him was the sword pierced by Shan Nian's chest. The tip of the sword was about to touch the skirt of his clothes and was instantly knocked away by another huge force. The phantom seemed to retreat unhurriedly and flew into the air, the wooden stick triggered the black and purple thunder, and his lips moved slightly.
Hands clasped together in front of his chest, the priest's toga fluttered with the strong wind, and under the hood revealed an immature youthful face. The mysterious pattern turned into a huge net, with him as the center, like a fishing net completely opened in all directions
Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding—
"Fishing Net" has a formation eye core everywhere, and the core smashes the ground with the absorbed power of the thunder, and sinks into the ground. Accompanied by the electric current of "Zi Zi Zi", one side of the cover gradually closed, covering all good and evil thoughts in it.
Seeing that the ban was about to take shape, a cold killing intent struck from behind. At that moment, he had the illusion that someone had penetrated his chest. But this fatal blow was quickly blocked by evil thoughts! It is this gap that completely closes the ban.
Almost at the moment of closure, the aura of good thoughts and evil thoughts were rapidly declining. After a few breaths, the two of them couldn't even stay in the air for a short time, and fell from midair to the ground. Forbidden God, as the name suggests, evil thoughts are specially prepared to greet themselves.
It is equivalent to banning the Dan Mansion for a short period of time, unable to use Wenqi or Wuqi, and can only rely on physical strength to resist.
said softly: "Little friend, it's the second time."
She straightened up: "Youli said, no matter what your identity is, the person who stands opposite to you can only die."
Noticing something wrong with the evil thought, he turned his head to look at the phantom.
Xuying also looked down at his own chest at this moment. The scarlet long sword is slowly dissipating, unbiased, a sword pierces the heart. He was obviously just a phantom, but blood flowed out. Xu Ying blinked, bent down, saluted and retreated.
Evil thoughts seem to look at the good thoughts in front of them incredulously.
ask her: "What do you think I want to do now?"
Shan Nian still has bright eyes and good eyes, a pair of apricot eyes curved with a smile: "What game does Big Sister want to play with Youli?"
Evil thoughts: "Send you to hell!"
Shan Nian smiled and said: "Is it just you, big sister? As the future you, do you really want to kill your original self?"
The answer to evil thoughts is a pair of fists.
Boom boom boom—
The ground fissure spread from her palm, and the sky thunder roared down.
—
Central part of the continent.
A boy dressed in a foreign land squatted on the ground, his eyes fixed on a fat white worm wriggling on a blade of grass, and another older one squatted beside him. The one in the back looked at the bug: "Is this the bug that Shisan ate?"
After finishing speaking, he was going to grab the bug and stuff it in his mouth.
As a result, someone patted the back of his hand.
Foreign boy: "This is an ordinary bug."
Thirteen asked: "Can I eat it?"
The foreign boy said: "You can eat it, but it's best not to eat it."
Thirteen heard the words, and let out a slightly disappointed "Oh".
"Teacher, fourth uncle and your sixth brother are coming back soon, we—" The foreign boy looked up at the sky, then at the dirty robes on his body, guilty and flustered, ready to get up to "destroy the corpse" , otherwise you will be scolded.
As soon as I got up, my heart stabbed for no reason.
Looking down, scarlet smeared from the cloth on his chest.
The pungent smell of blood scrambled into the tip of his nose.
He tried to wipe off the blood in a panic, but the area where his clothes were stained red became bigger and bigger, and the blood couldn't stop flowing. The next moment, his eyes went dark, and when he was in a daze, he vaguely heard Fourth Uncle Lin's panicked voice, and then he didn't know it anymore.
After an unknown amount of time, a dark green light suddenly lit up in the pitch-black world, and he followed the light and ran wildly.
At the end of the road is a mirror that is hundreds of feet high.
However, this strange mirror did not reflect his face, but a completely unfamiliar face. The owner of this face was also wearing the robes of the high priest, with a mature and handsome appearance. At this moment, he was opening his hands, with a serious expression, blocking a group of people.
The group consisted of men and women, dressed in similar styles to men, and holding various weapons in their hands.
The two sides are at war with each other, followed by a turn of the screen, the man is pierced through the chest by a sword whose appearance cannot be seen clearly.
The owner of the sword is also vague, with his mouth opening and closing. She clearly spoke a strange and weird language, but she was so weird that she could understand it. The other party was saying: [This is the first time! 】
【It's also the last time! 】
【Those who betray God will also be betrayed by God! 】
These words exploded in his ears like thunder, and made him break out in cold sweat. When he regained consciousness, the picture in the mirror changed again. Countless different pictures flashed rapidly, including flowers, grass, birds, insects, trees...
The only thing that is the same is that the perspectives of these pictures are all chasing the same back view. This back figure is also very strange, with a strange small coffin on his back, and a vine stick that was broken in two in his hand. Judging by her figure, she should be a woman.
He felt strangely familiar.
There seemed to be agitation in the chest area, and at the same time, there seemed to be something brewing in his throat, waiting for a chance to say it. After a long time, the mirror disappeared.
A glowing figure appeared on the spot.
He couldn't see the other person's face clearly, he only felt that his/her breath was generous and gentle, seeming to contain everything, making him want to get close.
The other party said: 【Go back. 】
He pursed his lips and refused to answer.
The other party urged again: 【Be obedient, little priest. 】
He finally plucked up the courage to ask: 【Where are you? 】
The other party smiled and said: [I am everywhere. 】
He asked: [How can I find you? 】
【When you call me piously, I will come. 】
He instinctively doubted the authenticity of this sentence, but a force prevented him from expressing doubts, so he could only blink his eyes.
The other party said: [Okay, I can’t come for the time being. 】
He asked: [Are you busy? 】
【The karmic obstacles in the world of mortals, the sea of suffering is thousands of miles away, and all living beings are ups and downs. 】
He was puzzled: 【Why? 】
The other party explained: [Du Jie, I am busy finding people. 】
【Then when will you get me? 】
|ω`)
God overcomes the misery in the world, and easily finds a believer.
PS: I am allergic to the plaster, and now my wrist is red, swollen and itchy, and I have blood mold
PPS: How about the college entrance examination? Did it go well?
(end of this chapter)