Pursuit of the Truth: Magic order

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"Kara ..."

"Kara ... Kara ..."

I ca n’t tell what this sound is. I heard the ears seem to penetrate the body and rush into the soul, so that people ca n’t help but shudder in this cold snowy night.

The desolate north wind whimpered in this heaven and earth, and the snow fluttered with the wind, breaking the fragmentation of the sky apart, layer by layer covered with earth, and looking at it from afar, if it was wrapped in silver, it was cold throughout Desolate Earth.

It's not late at night, it's just dusk, but the dimness of sky is the same as the night, giving a heavy feeling, it seems to be crushed and out of breath. On the silver earth, you can see a huge outline, it is a majestic city, as if a giant beast is imminent.

In the center of the city, there is a towering tower-shaped altar, shaped like a seven-corner, dark all over the body, straight into the peak of the cloud, standing in the towering and stormy wind, the sobbing wind blowing on the altar, It was mixed with the sound of Karakora, and spread to the distance, with the original roughness, don't have a charm.

"Is there any hope ... Is there any ..."

The hoarse voice murmured out of the altar in this snowstorm, as if it merged with the wind, and it was a bit indistinguishable.

"If there is hope, where is the hope? If there is no hope, why do you let me see it!" The voice was like a madness, almost hysterical, roaring in the Nine Heavens.

Under the altar, there are countless figures wearing clothes, standing there silently. From a distance, there are hundreds of thousands of them. They have men and women. They surround the altar and are dense and immobile. In the middle, there was fanaticism, as if the people on the altar could say everything, they could give everything for it.

The snow is even bigger.

"Since you let me see, there must be hope, but hope ... where!" The hoarse voice on the altar was bitter and contained sorrow, and it did not disperse for a long time.

"Ming Huang is wrong today, Santai is opening up a wasteland, the snow and wind are coming, and the old man will make it, and the old man will be a wild day!" The voice suddenly became louder, and I didn't know what method was used, but I saw the sky ups and downs, countless All the falling snowflakes stopped suddenly, followed by all rewinding, coming together from all directions, making the earthquake tremble!

There is no more snow falling on sky, all the snow condenses to form a huge snow-colored mysterious dragon. As soon as this dragon is formed, it immediately sighs in the sky and the voice is desolate. Shocked, it seemed to be torn apart by this sound.

The shocking blood oozes out of the snow dragon, and it quickly fills its body, making this snow dragon like a blood dragon. It roars sternly, struggling and rushing towards the sky, as one The wild meteor is inserted into the sky, and it seems that it will open a hole in this day and open a hope.

The speed is fast, the blink of an eye is endless, roaring between the whirls, it seems that this dragon hit some invisible barrier, the world vibrates, the buzzing sound is toward the eight directions spread, the blood dragon screams again screaming, the body is naked The visible speed collapsed layer by layer.

In the moment when it was about to break apart, the hundreds of thousands of silent people under the altar, all their hands formed hand seals, bit their tongues, spouted a mouthful of blood, and the blood seemed to be pulled by some force and galloped up For example, if Blood Sea takes off, it goes straight to the blood dragon that is collapsing, and after it merges with it, the tendency of this dragon to collapse has been eased and rushed to a higher sky.

Seeing that the blood dragon is flying higher and higher, it condenses everyone's eyes, but at this moment, the blood dragon is a violent shock in the body, and after a loud hissing spread throughout tens of thousands, it can no longer be stopped. The collapse of the body turned into countless blood-colored snowflakes, which fell down, and from afar, the sky and earth had been dyed into the reddish yellow spring.

At this moment, a moment when the blood dragon collapsed, there was a completely different voice from its mouth!

"Mor ..."

"Mor ..." At the top of the altar, right in the center, sat an old man in a purple robe sitting cross-legged. The old man was covered with wrinkles and even covered with brown spots. both eyes, but in his eyes it is bleak, obviously a blind man.

A complete spine was placed in front of him, exuding a white awn, holding a stone in his right hand and resting on the thirteenth spine.

His empty both eyes silently looked at sky for a long time, for a long time, with a long sigh.

"Tell Yu Wang ... the old man has done his best ..."

In his words, the right hand holding the stone piece moved again on the strange spine, rubbing the animal bones, making a rattling sound, and dispersed to the distance, his figure was marked by the bleakness , Merged with this voice, revealing a sad lonely and decline.

"I am Barbarian-Elder of Great Yu Dynasty, you ca n’t see the world I see ..."

"You ... can't see ..."

"Hope ..."

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