Ze Tian Ji Chapter 150: It only takes one breath to travel thousands of miles.
The sword rises, the sword falls, and the snowstorm is a masterpiece.
Han Qing's?, like the scenery on the middle of winter snowfield, entered the starlight extremely coldly.
Countless clear crackling sounds, countless stars are cut off and shredded.
The stars are not real, but the condensation of stars. Although they were chopped by the Han Qing's snow and snow sword, they will not really break, but become countless pieces shining with stars.
In the night sky in front of Divine Avenue, there are numerous traces of flow stars. At the forefront of those traces, there is an extremely tiny starlight fragment.
Countless trails of starlight have appeared on the water in the Stony Ground and the canal, which is especially beautiful.
The extremely dense and small meteors passed through the violent snow and fell on Han Qing.
Papapapa, like a shower, as if the wind and sand hit the tent, the surface of that ancient armor suddenly made countless small wounds.
The dust in the gaps of the armor was shaken, the rust on the surface of the armor was gradually peeled off by the shards of starlight, and some faint red colors were still faintly visible.
"Useless coward!"
Eye looks at Guan Xingke took the starlight into the snow and snow, occupying the advantage of the field, Wuqiong Bi can no longer wait for its own Husband to start, sighed with resentment, and swept away there.
With her figure coming to the bottom of Divine Avenue, there are also hundred zhang(333m) high tides, which is the cold sea water, the death of death.
Saint Domain battle, if you want to win, there must be no reserve, she will be her most powerful Dao Law!
Boom! Such as lightning-like's stormy waves, sounded in Mausoleum of Books, Wuqiong Bi waves patted towards Han Qing!
Han Qing's old face has no emotional changes, like a old tree root that has been cut off for hundreds of years.
The expression in his eyes has not changed, it's like an old well that already has dried up for hundreds of years.
Facing the joint attack of the two best peers Dao Law, he still took the sword in his hand and cut it straight forward.
His sword came from the snow field in the north, and it was cold to the extent of peak.
The snow is blowing violently. It will devour the countless small meteors and freeze the tens of thousands of wild blues.
Can he do it?
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The world before Mausoleum of Books Divine Avenue is divided by three subtle Auras and presented into three magical pictures.
Three points of the night sky. One side is full of meteors, the other is full of snow and wind, and the other is full of blue waves.
In the distance, there is a flower of Small Red Flower in the snow, in the dust, and in the twilight.
Countless snowflakes have fallen, and the water in the ditch has just been frozen. It was broken again by a small meteor. Then, countless stagnant water slaps over.
Han Qing The rust marks on the armor were wiped away by those little meteors and washed by the endless seawater, which became extremely bright.
The surface of the armor reflects the extremely complicated light after the starlight is mixed with the seawater, and the night sky above the Mausoleum of Books is painted with a layer of faint colors.
Two crackling sounds, a trace of dust left on the bright armor chest, and a star-shaped pattern next to it, about an inch deep, almost penetrated.
The blood that slowly flows out of the gap in the armor is instantly frozen into blood flowers, such as Blood Coral.
At the same time, facing the strongest attack of two Saint Domain strong men, no matter how deep the Cultivation of Han Qing is, they are also forced to be in a disadvantage, and the eye looks at already is in danger.
However, the Small Red Flower, behind the snow and snow, deep in the stardust, and high in the blue water, still swayed silently, obviously not intending to join the battle.
Bie Yanghong suddenly looked up, looking at the peak of Mausoleum of Books.
A look of astonishment appeared in his serene eyes.
Divine Empress Tianhai stands at the peak of Mausoleum of Books. No matter how fierce the battle under Divine Avenue is, her expression has not changed at all, and she has not even looked at it.
Her sight falls far away, tens of thousands of miles away.
Her Divine Soul is also tens of thousands of miles away.
On the bank of the old Xi Ning Village temple tens of thousands of miles away, the Monk suddenly opened his eyes and looked to the opposite side.
Is the night breeze light? The forest tip, also raised the clothes of the beautiful woman opposite Small Stream.
Divine Empress Tianhai is standing beside the stream, but it seems that already is not there.
Monk frowned slightly, flicked his sleeves, and threw the rosary in his hand into Small Stream.
With a bang, the rosary fell into Small Stream, but it did not sink, but suddenly dispersed into dozens of beads, and shot away in all directions towards the stream.
The blood lotus that oscillates between the two Dao Auras, violently moved by these beads, such as being pulled by invisible ropes, slowly and difficultly float to the opposite bank.
He sensed something, so he gave up this string of movement skill beads and locked Star Radiance around Small Stream, leaving her Divine Soul here.
Divine Empress Tianhai's lips angled slightly, showing a mocking smile, and waving his sleeves.
The gentle night breeze fell on the stream, and those blood lotuses that were floating were no longer able to move forward, and those beads that were scattered on the stream like stars, shivered for some reason.
When the night wind is quiet, her already disappears by the stream.
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Because of many considerations, the field between Capital and Luoyang does not have much arable land, and most of it is field.
In the late autumn night, these fields that have just been poured by heavy rain are extremely muddy and difficult to move. They are not as good as the northeast marsh of White Emperor City.
For Taoist Ji, this is nothing.
After he left Capital, he has been walking towards the east. It didn't take long for him to see the outline of the city in front of him.
However, instead of moving forward, he stopped in the field and glanced at the hourglass in his hand.
The upper half of the hourglass already is about to be empty. The falling sand stream is very thin, as if it may be interrupted at any time.
He looked up at the night sky.
Night should be starry night sky, but at this time, you can't see a star, only endless black.
On the edge of the night dome, you can see a lot of high-speed clouds, but only a little silver light can be seen there.
The night clouds are constantly tearing at each other, entangled, combined, and night in the middle to form an increasingly clear picture.
It's a huge Black Dragon that traverses the entire night sky, like a mountain.
The edges of this Black Dragon glow with silver, giving a particularly cold feeling.
Taoist Ji stood in the field, looking at the dragon turned into the night sky, his expression became Grim.
To date, he has finally been positioned by Divine Empress Tianhai.
He can even clearly feel that the Divine Soul of Tianhai is returning from tens of thousands of miles away, and the Tianhai at the top of Mausoleum of Books is also retracting his sight.
If her sight finally falls here, if her Divine Soul returns to her body, if she comes here, then he will have to fight her head-on.
Even if she can be said to be in the weakest moment of two hundred years ago, he still does not want to fight her head-on.
Twenty years ago, he had learned enough lessons from already.
A clear light, overflowing from the depths of his robe.
This clear light is extremely sublime and holy, and cannot be described in human language.
His robes began to tremble slightly, especially at the cuffs.
With a bang, the cuffs of the robe broke, and more than ten pieces of fine silk were drawn out by invisible force.
In the night sky, there were more than ten cracks on the body of the black Dragon Body that was apparently transformed from Dao Law. clear light appeared from the inside.
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Divine Soul has returned from thousands of miles away.
The phoenix of Divine Empress Tianhai becomes brighter.
She retracted her gaze into the distance, and did not look at Luoyang, but looked at her feet.
A very clear Phoenix's Cry suddenly appeared in Mausoleum of Books, ringing through the night sky!
This Phoenix's Cry is so overbearing. In addition, everything between heaven and earth never dared to make any sound!
Divine Empress Tianhai disappeared in front of Chen Changshen.
Suddenly two more black lights like smoke and fog appear on the white Divine Avenue.
The edges of the black light cut into the space, making an extremely sharp noise.
That's the wings of the Phoenix.
Divine Empress Tianhai finally shows his strongest side in front of the world.
Nothing, faster than her, regardless of sound, sight, or even thought.
She didn't go to Luoyang. Instead, she landed on Stony Ground below Divine Avenue like a black lightning.
The dark phoenix wings waved the night breeze, but thickened night.
In the dark night, a white, crystallized finger is stretched out.
The finger calmly and irresistibly destroys all the snow, snow, meteors and seawater in front of him, and points at the eyebrow of that aunt.
That finger appeared abruptly in the eyes of the aunt.
Wuqiong Bi's eyes are panic-stricken, which was originally regarded as a beautiful face, distorted by shock and fear.
She screamed in horror, her clothes trembled, set off waves like marks on the ground, and rushed to retreats.
At the same time, the dust in her hand danced desperately in front of her, splashing waves after waves of death.
How can she avoid that finger?
The finger is very stable and calm. No flames can be seen on it. However, it has the hottest temperature in the world, which is Phoenix's True Fire.
In the sound of snoring, the waves with the meaning of silence were evaporated instantly into countless white mists, and then quickly dispersed.
The layers of water waves on the ground were instantly dried and began to burn. The fire incredibly fast spread to the feet of Wuqiong Bi incomparably, and a bang ignited the hem of her robe!
The finger continued to move forward, calm and stable, but extremely large, as if there were thousands of mountains in front of it, avoid should be opened.
Wuqiong Bi looks at's finger that was getting closer and closer was desperate.
A squeak.
A Small Red Flower appears before Wuqiong Bi's brows.
The Small Red Flower is very tender, the petals tremble gently in the night breeze, it is very bright, even a few drops of dew can be seen on the petals, and some of them are wet.
The finger fell on the Small Red Flower, the petals trembled slightly, and the dew drops evaporated at a rate that is visible to the naked eye, but dissipated much slower than the previous waves.
Divine Phoenix True Fire can ablate everything in the world.
The petals gradually softened, then withered, and seemed to be extraordinarily faint.
Finally, the sound of Peng disappeared into the night breeze.
The finger also disappeared at the same time, somewhere.
Wuqiong Bi shouted screaming somewhere: "Run away!"
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(It's really uncomfortable to catch a cold. I want to swear.)