Ze Tian Ji Chapter 63: Escape to the depths of Cold Mountain

Faced with what may be the world's most powerful existence, and faced with the most miserable ending, Chen Changshen is frightened, nervous, and restless ... but there is still no despair.

He was desperate when he was ten, used to it, knowing it was useless.

He is a middle-aged Scholar in the middle of a looks at distant stream, holding a button in his sleeve with his right hand.

The middle-aged Scholar seems to find something, and his eyes suddenly become sharper. The cold mang is like a sword, and the Aura of terrifying is scattered around the mountains.

In the boom, the stones in the air were slightly shaken by earthquakes.

Severe snow and wind, the mountain road is even colder, accompanied by several beeps, many Dao Practitioner weapons have fallen to the ground!

Chen Changshen finds that his right hand is a little uncomfortable, as if he is really frozen, and there is no way to break the button on the palm!

With the continuous formation driver in Cold Mountain, hundreds of Heavenly Stones dropped again.

The middle-aged Scholar raised his right hand and flicked a finger on the mountain road in the distance.

An invisible Aura passes through the Heavenly Stone and comes to the mountain road.

Chen Changshen Qi was locked in his right hand by middle-aged Scholar, but his left hand could still move.

Only a tiny metal friction sound sounded, and the metal ball flying out of the scabbard stretched out at an unimaginable speed.

Chen Changshen has an old umbrella in his left hand.

Yellow Paper Umbrella.

A roar rang through the mountain road, and the stream tumbling up, splashing thousands of snow.

That Dao Aura hit the umbrella of Yellow Paper Umbrella.

The unimaginable amount of violent violence passed along the umbrella bone of Yellow Paper Umbrella to Chen Changshen.

Chen Changshen is like a small stone hit by a hammer, screaming and smashing away, slamming on a hard cliff!

Smoke of smoke, then gradually converge.

A clear human-shaped mark appeared on the cliff, and there was a stone debris, but already disappeared without Chen Changshen.

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Chen Changshen can break away from the Qi lock of the middle-aged Scholar, disappearing in this unimaginable way, naturally relying on the button he has been holding in his palm.

That's not an ordinary button, it's Thousand Mile Button.

In Orthodox Academy, when Luo Luo met the Demon race assassin, he used Thousand Mile Button but was blocked by Heavenly Net.

Heavenly Net is a weapon of Demon Lord. Although its power is long gone, it can just restrain Thousand Mile Button.

Now, Heavenly Net should be in the hands of the Great Zhou court.

Today in Cold Mountain, Chen Changshen met the owner of Heavenly Net, using Thousand Mile Button Escaping, not blocked by Heavenly Net, but blocked by a large stone.

At this time, already should have left the scope of Cold Mountain, meeting with Mao Qiuyu and Linghai Zhiwang under the mountain, but it is still in the mountains.

Thousands of stones suspended in the sky blocked the entire Cold Mountain, so he couldn't leave.

It's a huge rock like a hill, just in front of the mountain road.

Chen Changshen's face was extremely pale, his internal injuries broke out, and blood spit onto the stones.

The middle-aged Scholar's previous distant finger actually faintly surpassed the Zhu Luo sword he had seen in Xunyang City.

If it is not Yellow Paper Umbrella, he must be already dead at this time.

Even so, a crack appeared on the surface of Yellow Paper Umbrella.

The blood on the stone of Chen Changshen looks at was confirmed to be tasteless, still uneasy, grabbed a handful of dust from the ground to cover it, and then swept away over the mountain road.

In the past battles, he rarely ran away, nor did he leave his companions, but today is different because he did not defeat the middle-aged Scholar, and even slightly resisted the opponent, and he was very clear that middle-aged The goal of Scholar is himself, so the farther he flees, the more secure his companions are.

So he fled. The escape was exceptionally firm.

He used Burning Sword, burning True Essence in a desperate way, and running towards the peak of Cold Mountain at an unimaginable speed.

The mountains covered by night gave birth to a dust dragon, which instantly reached miles away.

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Quietness on the banks of the river and the mountain.

The cliffs where the looks at smoke and dust converged, and the traces left after the impact of looks at, are very surprised. Tang Thirty Six and Zheqiu didn't go to see, just the middle-aged Scholar by the stream, even though his face was pale and fearful, knowing that The next moment would die, still staring at it.

Middle-aged Scholar moved and walked over the stream.

Cold Mountain Great Heavenly Stone Formation gave birth to induction, hundreds of Heavenly Stone, surrounded him.

Zheqiu and Tang Thirty Six also moved at the same time, towards the middle-aged Scholar. They certainly knew that they could not be middle-aged Scholar opponents, but the other party was obviously directed at Chen Changshen. At this time, they must be chasing Chen Changshen, so the delay is a moment ...

They failed to hold the middle-aged Scholar, but they did not die.

Away from Old Snow City, came to Human World, the time of middle-aged Scholar is precious, at least more precious than their lives, so he ignored the two.

Zheqiu and Tang Thirty Six have no way to catch up with the middle-aged Scholar.

The middle-aged Scholar seems to go slowly, but it appears instantly in the distant peaks.

The most frightening thing is that he actually took those hundreds of Heavenly Stone walking together.

Those Heavenly Stones have unimaginable weight. At this time, they are all on the middle-aged Scholar, but they can't delay his pace for a moment.

Heavy rumbling sounded in the mountains, like thunder, countless cliffs collapsed and mountain roads broke.

This picture is weird, shocking, scary, and powerful.

With the departure of middle-aged Scholar and those Heavenly Stone, the snow and coercion on the river bank and mountain road disappeared instantly.

Boom, the stream shook off the ground, sprayed into the sky several hundred zhang(333m) high, and then fell like rain.

The cliff wall and the grass trembled violently, and the humming noise kept ringing.

The yellow lantern-like persimmons in the woods have fallen to the ground, no matter whether already is mature or green, it is smashed into the mud.

Like the corpses and flesh by the creek.

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The big rock was still suspended there, Quietly, very close to the ground, and then it seemed like a hill.

The middle-aged Scholar stretched out his hand between the cliffs opposite him, and the hill-like stones flew over and fell into his hands.

Compared to this hill-like boulder, he looks very small, and even needs to be completely hidden.

A mountain fell in his hands, which sounded a little wrong, but it happened.

The cold wind between the cliffs covered by night suddenly blows away the dust on the surface of the stone, exposing the blood stains that have not completely dried up below.

Middle-aged Scholar bowed his head, smelled there, his expression was still indifferent, but his eyes closed slowly, as if intoxicated.

"My son didn't say anything wrong."

The middle-aged Scholar opened his eyes, and the blood on the looks at stone showed a smile, looking very satisfied.

The landscape on his face is a bit brighter and adds a little life.

The next moment, the landscape was dark for a few minutes.

Because he raised an eyebrow.

—— Not fully cooked, but it should be enough.

The hidden injuries left that year should be remedied.

He can finally unburden his heavy burden and move on to the ultimate realm of great freedom.

Thinking about it, thinking about the long years of this millennium, even him, can't help feeling a little bit.

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(eight o'clock in the next chapter.)