Ze Tian Ji Chapter 213: Bronze mirror broken, Taoist comes out
The light comes from a streamlined, extremely beautiful light pestle.
The light pestle is held in the hand of a stable, terrifying.
This hand belongs to the Holy Light Angel who broke out of the mist.
This Holy Light Angel Division war, named anger by Bie Yanghong, has no human emotion in the eyes full of desire for violence and killing.
In his eyes, these human powers are like ants.
He has been trapped by these ants for so long, it is an unbearable humiliation.
In order to wash away this shame, he is determined to kill the people around the courtyard, no, he is determined to kill all the people in this city.
As if it were a substance-like light plasma, as he moved toward the surrounding sky, it took on the unimaginable terrifying.
Any life that touches these light plasmas will become cold in The next moment, losing their breath and soul.
Whether it is a bird in the sky or a flower tree beside the courtyard.
The golden light paste is constantly sprinkled on Li Palace Spell Formation, and numerous lightnings illuminate the night, bringing a thunderous thunder and impact.
In the sky, Falling Star Stone rotates at a high speed, but the black channel is getting smaller and smaller, and the willow becomes mottled. All Li Palace Great Treasure are suppressed.
The Holy Light Angel looks at ants are still struggling, and their violent emotions are getting stronger and stronger, a howl is filled with the desire to kill.
The howling fell on the ground, rolling up numerous winds. I don't know how many priests' eardrums were broken. Some weaker priests passed out.
Finally, the porcelain bottle was completely broken and pieces shattered, just like the blue sky that suddenly appeared above everyone's heads.
Li Palace Great Treasure such as Falling Star Stone and An Willow flew back to the hands of Linghai Zhiwang and others.
Li Palace Spell Formation was defeated, and the host of formation received a strong Backlash, their faces became extremely pale, and Sea of Consciousness set off a huge wave.
The Tang Thirty Six that accompanied the Zhenshu suffered the biggest impact. It spit out blood and was teetering. The Holy Rod in his hand was almost unable to hold it.
The little girl selling fat powder swept back to him and helped him, the other Tang Family masters stood around him.
The blind violinist stood up again hard, and his blood-stained fingers shook the strings tremblingly, giving out a dull zither music.
night swept from the depths of the courtyard, was not cut by zither music, and soon came to the front of the courtyard.
Demon Lord came out of night.
He has a Stone Pestle in his hand, and he can't see anything special, but he seems to have some kind of magic power, which attracts countless eyes.
The Holy Light Angel also walked out of night, just in the higher sky, on the side of everyone.
Countless rays of light scattered from the sky, did not disperse the night, but covered the courtyard with the night.
Everyone felt that unimaginable coercion, and their faces became extremely pale.
Hundreds of priests forcibly endured the turbulence and pain in Sea of Consciousness, bowed their heads, and kept chanting the Dao.
Religious chanting echoes around the courtyard, resisting the coercion in the light, and naturally reveals a sense of tragedy.
Linghai Zhiwang, An Lin and others also came to the main entrance of the compound and stared at Demon Lord on the stone steps.
They know that if they want to survive today, the only possibility is to kill Demon Lord before grabbing the Holy Light Angel.
The question is, will the Holy Light Angel give himself this opportunity?
"I don't want to kill you this way."
Demon Lord looks at They said with emotion: "Unfortunately you didn't give me another choice."
The blind pianist was silent, Linghai Zhiwang's face changed slightly, and Tang Thirty Six clenched his Holy Rod.
They heard that Demon Lord was telling the truth.
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The two Holy Light Angels are separated by more than a hundred miles and appear in the sky at the same time.
Both banks of the Red River, whether it is the mountains or the stone city, is shrouded in a piece of (in) bright light.
Those (in) bright lights contain unimaginable coercion and announce the advent of powerful life at different levels in the different world.
looks at The picture in the sky, feeling the pressure of Saint in the light, the people in White Emperor City were terrified, and many people sat directly on the ground, even the bravest Demihuman Race fighters became His face was pale, and he could not afford the courage to fight.
The Demihuman Race big men who entered Imperial City, such as Jin Yulu, Xiao De, such as Shi Clan, Bear Clan, they also saw the two Holy Light Angels in the sky, still standing, they were not intimidated, but their faces were hard to see.
The observation deck has not been moving. White Emperor may be facing Lady Mu. So who will solve these two Holy Light Angel?
These two Holy Light Angel are their invincible opponents, which makes them feel extremely angry and unwilling.
"I'm upset."
Jin Yulu drew a giant axe from the waist of the Bear Clan clan, and looked at Xiao De: "You throw me into the sky, I want to try to chop them with an axe."
He has the oldest qualifications and the highest level in the field. Naturally, no one will object.
The remaining Demihuman Race strong are also upset.
Xiao De said indifferently: "I plan to go up to the guy with a black hoe."
The chief Bear Clan said, "Then I will throw it."
Jin Yulu agrees, pointing to the Holy Light Angel above White Emperor City and saying, "I hit this."
Xiao De pointed to the Holy Light Angel above the mountains on the other side of the Red River and said, "Then I will hit that."
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The unhappiness of the strong Demihuman Race is largely derived from the attitude of the two Holy Light Angel.
The expressions of the two Holy Light Angels are too indifferent. Even if they feel the Fighting Intent of the Demihuman Race strong, their expressions have not changed.
It seems to them that the city and even the so-called strong men on this Continent are ants.
People who are scared, if not because they are too crowded, are afraid that they may scare their soft legs at any time, even ants.
The overwhelming majority of people flocked to the streets, fleeing around, or looks at sky in fear.
There is no already in the inn on the street. A wild cat walks quietly into the back kitchen, trying to take advantage of the opportunity to enjoy the freshly cooked meat.
In a room on the second floor of the inn, there was a sudden crackling sound, as if a mirror had been broken.
The wild cat who just jumped up to the stovetop in fright, was meowing out of the window and disappeared.
People looked pale at the looks at sky, they didn't notice the sound in the inn, and didn't know what was happening inside.
A moment later, a Tsing Yi Taoist came out of the inn.
This Taoist has a calm look, black hair, no frost, and can not say anything while walking, but raises an eyebrow but is Noble Aura pressing.
From the appearance, he is at most twenty years old. From the perspective, he has lived at least 200 years old, and he is above the temple. If you look at it and say that already has a thousand years, some people believe that, of course, it is walking between rivers and lakes.
No one noticed this Tsing Yi Taoist.
He walked into the crowd and looked up like the Demihuman Race people, looking at the two Holy Light Angel.
Demihuman Race The eyes of the people are full of fear, despair, and even some inexplicable fanaticism.
The Tsing Yi Taoist doesn't have any emotions in his eyes, just indifferent, just like looks at dead.