Nightfall: One hundred and sixty-seventh frozen (Part 1)

There was a thunder in Suzaku Street.

Guanzhu and Ning Que intersected.

Countless breaths burst out from between their bodies, shooting all around, wherever they touched, the bricks and stones were destroyed, the beams were broken, and the houses on the street collapsed.

The unimaginable majestic power smashed into the palm of the master from Ning Que's fist.

He is like a bridge at this time, connecting Chang'an City and Guanzhu together. The violent heaven and earth vitality rushed from his bones and flesh, making him bear a great load.

He endured very hard, his joints rattled, his eyelashes were slightly scorched, his body trembled violently, and blood poured from the corners of his lips and fell on the snow.

But he was laughing.

The master's palm broke three fingers, and the broken part was as clean as jade. At this moment, it burst suddenly, with blood oozing out, and then shot out three blood, falling on the snow.

The smile on his face narrowed, but it didn't fade away.

A snow flake floats in front of his eyes, flying over his eyelashes.

The color of his pupils gradually faded.

In other words, the color of the snowflake began to darken.

is gray.

The subject's eyes turned gray, like smog on the abyss. This is the second time his eyes turned gray today, and the second time he used the Taoist secret method: Gray Eyes.

Grey Eyes, this Taoist secret method, specifically absorbs the mind and spirit of the practitioner, which is very evil and terrifying.

Prince Longqing had learned this different method from Tianshusha scrolls, and then absorbed half of the Taoist's peerless skills, and turned from a waste man to a powerful man who is now in the wilderness.

The gray eyes of the Lord do not know how many times stronger than Long Qing. Faced with his gray eyes that were as deep and dry as the bottom of a well, I felt anger and palpitations as strong as Yu Lian.

What can Ning Que do?

He felt the black whirlpool-like horror sucking power on the subject, and felt the wind blowing on his cheeks. The emotions on his face did not change, and he was calm as usual.

He didn't do anything, because the gray eyes of the master did not affect him in any way, whether it was the power of mind in the sea of ​​knowledge or the awe-inspiring breath in his chest. They all stayed quietly.

The viewer cannot take away a trace of breath from him, even the taste.

Guanzhu's eyebrows raised.

Ning Que took a deep breath, his chest bulging high. It was like a battle flag blown by strong wind.

The cold wind and snow particles in front of him were all inhaled into his lungs.

The **** water sprayed by the judge's severed finger turned into a blood mist, and he was sucked into his lips with a swish.

There are blood stains on the corners of his lips. Except for their own, they are all subjective.

This picture looks very strange.

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Ning Que knew that he was not an opponent of the subject, even if there was a Chang'an City behind him. From the very beginning, he did not expect to defeat the opponent, only hoping to repair the shocking formation.

So he was walking in the streets, but he was finally seen by the observer, so he swung his knife and cut the talisman on the snowy street, fighting far away, just thinking about defending the enemy more than ten miles away.

All the signs clearly showed his fear, and it was impossible to escape the eyes of the Lord. Therefore, the master calmly smiled and walked towards him, step by step.

In fact, this is exactly what Ning Que needs.

In a large-scale battle with heaven, earth and cities as the battlefield, he could not find a chance to defeat the Lord, on the contrary, if the distance was close enough, or he could find a glimmer of hope in despair.

Because he is good at close combat. His body was as hard as a stone and possessed terrifying power. The most important thing was that he had an eye and pestle in his hand. In the morning, he saw the battle between Guanzhu and San Senior Sister on the bank of Yanming Lake.

Grey Eye is the secret of Taoism, but Ning Que knows this technique very well because he fought with Longqing outside the Red Lotus Temple. Because Grey Eye comes from the gluttony of Demon Sect.

The gluttony** has long been lost. After Lian's life and death, there is only one person in this world who will gluttonously, that is Ning Que, and only Ye Hongyu and Sangsang know this.

So he has been giving the viewer a chance to get close, and he waited for the other to get close.

Looking at the viewer calmly walking over, he was nervous and expectant.

Seeing the subject's eyes turn gray, he became excited and joyful.

The gray eyes had no effect on him, and his gluttony began to release, like the greedy monster in the legend, desperately devouring everything in front of him.

The cold wind full of snow grains and the mist of scattered blood entered his lips.

At this time, he seems to have become a beast that swallows flesh and blood, desperately sucking the Lord's blood, devouring the thought and spirit of the Lord, and even forgot to breathe.

A faint reddish channel appeared between him and the body of the guru, and the abundant thought and spiritual aura of the guru quickly disappeared from that tunnel and entered his body.

Ning Que's face was flushed, like a drunk man, like the sunrise in the morning.

His eyes are as bright as a golden pond, and he wants to swallow the subject.

He clearly felt that a pure and pure, like a breath of water, poured into his own sea of ​​snow-capped mountains, washing his body extremely clean.

He knows that it is the most essential life breath of the Lord.

Tao Tie ** is far stronger than Grey Eyes, once it is displayed, it is almost irreversible.

Ning Que smiled as he looked at the viewer close at hand.

It seems that he really is about to usher in an impossible victory.

But in the next moment, his smile became a little stiff.

Because the subject is still laughing.

The spirit and power of the mind is fading at a terrifying speed, but he is still laughing.

His eyes are no longer gloomy, they are just as calm as a lake, with a hint of mockery in them.

His smile is still calm, as if he has an insight into the story of all changes in the world.

Ning Que suddenly felt that water-like breath...turned into ice.

This is not just a psychological change, but a real occurrence in objective reality.

The breath that had washed his marrow of snow-capped mountains like clear water before suddenly became cold and turned into ice. At this time, it turned into countless dregs of snow, covering every minute area of ​​his body.

It's not that the subjective breath he sucked with gluttonous** has changed.

It was because of another breath of the master, which was eaten into the body by him.

It was a breath of absolute silence.

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Heat is a movement.

Coldness is a decrease in exercise intensity.

Death will bring absolute cold.

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Looking at the subject, Ning Que knew that he was wrong.

Before the great power gap, any sense of combat is meaningless. Even if he uses the gluttonous gluttons to fight back against the gray eyes, as long as the viewer presents himself with a wisp of dying above the five realms, he cannot cope with it.

His body was suddenly stiff and cold, unable to move.

The snow fell on his face, as if it would never melt.

His sea of ​​consciousness began to freeze.

His body and mind became a cold and silent world.

He was connected with Chang'an City, but he still couldn't break this dying world.

Even, the entire Chang'an City began to freeze.

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