Legend of Ravaging Dynasties Chapter 21:

I turned my head and saw Katakaze standing behind me, eyes closed, tears pouring from his eye sockets, Huang Tuo fell to the ground, and in front of him, was the star falling in a pool of blood Rail, head spread out, eyes opened, looking at the sky above Zongtian Temple, there was no expression on his face, empty and numb.

Xing Zhou suddenly showed a weird smile on her face, and her voice was still elusive and unpredictable. She said that although you have passed the Northern Zongtian Temple, you will never pass the realm of the Western Law, because the Western Law... …

Xing Zhou hadn't finished speaking yet, every ice sword that pierced her chest suddenly grew sharp barbs, and I heard the sound of Xing Zhou's body breaking. It turns out that the illusion that defeated her was not simply an air-breaking ice blade, but a gradual profound ice curse. After the first attack was successful, new ice swords would grow on those ice swords, and the second attack would be normal. They are all dealing with people who have much higher spiritual power than themselves, because this illusion is too expensive. It's the end of the same in a sense. It's just that I don't know how the star trails, as an astrologer, can use the most powerful magic of the ice illusionist.

Actually, I really want Xingrui to finish speaking, but she can't say a word anymore. Her body fell to the ground, the expression on her face is still strange and vague, I vaguely feel that she knows what secrets, but she Can't capture exactly what.

I buried the Star Trails behind the Zongtian Temple, the hillside covered with cherry blossoms and irises. Liao Qi used his sword to excavate the tomb for the Star Trails. Although he didn’t say anything, I saw him Tears fell one by one into the black soil that buried the star trails. After the tomb was dug, Liaoqi’s sword had been knocked out by the hard rock underground. He picked up the star trails and put her in. , And then covered the black soil on the star trails with one hand and a handful. When I saw the soil bury the thin body of the star trails, a huge hole suddenly appeared in my heart, endlessly When I fell down, my brain was dizzy and painful, and the sun was aching as if it was being pierced by a very bright and bright light.

The Moon God stood at the farthest point, under a cherry blossom tree, the wind blew her head and robe, Huang Tuo stood beside her, also silent, sitting on the grave of the star track Before, I started to play the requiem of the witch music clan. I know that it is the greatest witch music of the witch music clan. Only the emperors of the past can be qualified to let wizards play the requiem for him after death. The soul song will consume a lot of spiritual power of the wizard, and the listener will have an indestructible soul after death.

That night I heard the desolate and majestic sound of Liaoqi again, floating in the sky above the Zongtian Temple. Many astrologers came out, standing on the towers of the Zongtian Temple, watching us without speaking. I know that many of them are members of the former astrological family, who lived in seclusion on the Snow Mountain many years ago. They stood high in the sky, their robes twitching like beautiful white lotus flowers. No one spoke, only Liaoqi's singing and Chaoya's Wu Lego high above the clouds.

When I was about to fall asleep that night, I suddenly remembered Xingjiu. I don’t know if he has fortuned out the news of her sister’s death in Snowy City, or if he continues to work on the altarpiece without knowing it. Star tracks pray for blessings, looking at the direction of Huanxue Shenshan every day, miss the quiet smile of star tracks. I suddenly felt sad, but I couldn't tell. So there was only a deep sleep, waiting for the red sun to break and dawn.

I am drowning in the darkness and don't want to wake up. I don’t know if I cried that night, I only know that I was very depressed in my dream, and I was sad that the invisible part of my throat surged up inch by inch, and the star trails were all lying on the ground at last, lying in a pool of white blood. Look like.

I finally know the cause of death of Xingzhou and also the cause of death of Star Trails. It turns out that Xingrui was not killed by Pianfeng. The person who killed Xingrui was the weak star trail~IndoMTL.com~ Pianfeng said that when he entered the center of the temple, he heard the star trail speak to him, the star trail said , Pianfeng, wait a moment, you try to protect your spiritual power while pretending to be unable to resist the stars and the sun. When I float out of the ice in the air, please use the most scorching wind to pierce the chest of the stars. Because Xingrui thought that I had no power to resist under her control, she would not use any effort to predict my actions, but the actions of the king and the moon gods would be well known by Xingrui. Pianfeng, please help me, this is the only way for us to pass the Zongtian Temple.

Katakaze told me that at the time, I had no idea that the only way Star Trails said was to sacrifice herself, because Star Trails really had almost no ability to resist under the control of Star Trails, she had to use her spiritual power. And especially the offensive illusion that the astrological tribe is not good at, it almost consumes spiritual power. I was just excited to defeat Xingzhou, but I forgot about the fragile body of Xinghuai. When I saw all the ice swords pierced Xingtian’s chest and branched out infinite spikes, I was as happy as a child. I smiled and looked at the star trails, and then saw her lying in a pool of blood, staring at her. The sky has no expression, but it seems to say infinite words. I just feel that the wind in my hand does not listen to my call and dissipates into the space on all sides. I shed tears in sadness with my empty palm.

I wrapped the Huangya magic robe tightly, and the surrounding snowflakes kept falling on my head. Since my brother died, I have never used illusion to shield snowflakes, but there has never been a cold when snowflakes fell on me. I don’t want to talk in illusion robe, and I am stubborn like a child.