The Avalon of Five Elements Chapter 489: Glorious footprint

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An Muda stopped and stood deep in the sky.

The icy deep space wrapped his body, elemental force gathered from all directions, Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, Earth formed a complete cycle in his week figure. They are entangled and converted to each other, endlessly. each and everyone's procyclic and reverse cycles are intertwined and intertwined with each other. They surge and swell like the ocean.

The distant horizon in the distance is behind a deep, endless void, stained with a layer of light, the afterglow of the setting sun.

The setting sun is behind him. If he turns around, he can see the round red fireball parallel to him.

An Muda did not look back, even the sun behind him, like him, had only afterglow.

The sun will rise on time tomorrow, and it will set like today. Afterglow is the parting of the sun waving to this land every day, and his afterglow is the last attachment to this land that has guarded the land for a lifetime.

There is also grief that Metal Wind can't handle.

When he was first promoted to Grandmaster, he once looked down on the ground under his feet and was full of ambition. I never thought that one day it would become so barren and broken. If there is anything that makes him more sad, probably only such a broken and barren Silver Mist Sea, still witnessed in his own life.

elemental cultivators retreated into Savage Territories like a tide, using space in exchange for lingering and breathing time and taking away its vitality.

All year round, the silver mist surge is regarded as the most massive project of Five Way Heaven, Silver Mist Sea, and now it is just a mountain valley that has not been born. Without the silvery mist, the mud at the bottom of mountain valley was turned upside down, and there were pits of each and everyone everywhere, just like the ulcerated wounds of each and everyone.

Before leaving Elder Council, scavenge the Sea Treasure that has accumulated Silver Mist Sea for thousands of years, leaving only useless silt, which is accumulated in this empty mountain valley to dry and wait for the erosion of time.

Perhaps one day, heavy rain and torrents will turn this mountain valley, once named metal elementalist Holy Land, into a lake again.

Silver Mist River's wide and dry riverbed, where weeds breed, occasionally small birds peck at the grass seeds. Everywhere is a three-foot digging hole, full of green, like a scar running through Silver Mist Sea.

Overlooking from the sky, eye-catching and ugly.

An Muda suddenly remembered the sentence of Le Buleng's.

So Grandmaster is also human.

An Muda laughed at himself, his eyes regained their clearness, and took a new step.

The last footprint he wants to leave.

The sky in the distance is trembling, and the shining light from time to time is like falling stars.

Tian Xin City was solemn. All elemental cultivator came out of the house. They stood on the street and stared at the direction of Silver Mist Sea.

People's faces are clouded, and their expressions are bleak.

The rumors among the marketplace have long been rumors, everyone in the heart has been prepared, but when the rumors become reality happened in front of their eyes, everyone was in a panic.

Because they all understand that they can never go back.

At the beginning of the Chinese lanterns in the city, the place where the ancestors lived for generations, and the days they used to feel dull and dull, are gone with the sound of the pace and the splendid footprint of hōng lóng in the distant sky.

A giant turns around and a metabolic curtain.

Where is the way forward? In the rash Savage Territories where savage beast is rampant? On the battlefield of Blood of God? Can you beat Blood of God? Will it be annexed by Emerald Forest? Grandmaster Dai is at least Five Way Heaven out, presumably not too bad for everyone?

The breathing sound of yīng yīng didn't know where it came from, and it spread quickly.

There is also a trace of confusion and fear on Madame Ye's's face, but she quickly wakes up and returns to the peace of the weekday.

Nian Tingfeng appeared beside her ghostly.

Madame Ye suddenly asked: "What do they think?"

Nian Tingfeng reverently answered: "They are willing to fight for their wives!"

Madame Ye smiled, since she did not believe this sentence, but she did not wear it, but nodded: "Then let them prepare, Dai Gang will not wait too long."

"Yes!"

Nian Tingfeng replied that he did not retreat immediately, but looked at the glorious footprints falling from the sky in the distance.

That person did what they should do.

Xin Guang City.

On Thousand Winds Million Sounds Tower, Yuchi Ba gazes at the direction of Silver Mist Sea. The trembling sky from time to time, the thunderous shock of hōng lóng, and the shining trail of light are moving towards Blood of God.

Senior An Muda ...

Yuchi Ba in the heart inexplicably raised a trace of shame, he muttered to himself: "... Sorry senior. Is there any way? We don't want to endure, we always have to separate. Just separate, well water does not violate the river. Now Xinmin , Well done. We may not be able to win, at least to fight for ourselves, no one wants to be a cannon fodder anymore ... "

Let's talk, his in the eyes's confusion recovers clear understanding, and then becomes fanatic.

He shouted loudly towards the huge glorious footprints in the distant sky: "After so many years of cannon fodder, everyone has had enough!"

Knowing that Senior An Muda cannot hear, he just wants to vent his anger and anger at in the heart.

But why did tears come out?

The ridge of Black Fish Mouth Mountian is full of people, like a statue.

The distant horizon, the invisible giant, the footsteps brilliance, crush Ling Xiao, step by step.

Shi Xueman held Cloud Dyeing Heaven tightly, her face pale, her tears blurred her vision, but she squeezed her lips tightly, trying to keep her tears from staying.

The teacher went to death, Ai Hui was seriously injured and unconscious, and his father was also waiting for support on the front line.

For a moment, unprecedented weakness and sorrow came to her heart, making her want to cry.

But she didn't, she knew from crying that it was no use crying.

She wiped her tears, and the tears were still visible in her beautiful eyes, but she was not astonished. She was only as determined as iron. She silenced her emotions.

There are still many things to do, such as practice of Spear of Heavy Cloud, treatment of Ai Hui, and Ai Hui injury during this period of time, practice of Sword of Thunderbolt can not help but ask.

Many many.

"Grandmaster is alive and defeats the heroes of the world. Grandmaster is going to death, stirring the world, seeing, the sun and moon are no glory, the stars are bleak, the sky is high, the land is wide, myriad things together in sorrow. How magnificent! How happy! Life Alive, not Grandmaster, not happy! "Le Buleng murmured, his tone whispered at first, and instead he was agitated and excited, and an exuberant blush appeared on his cold and thin face.

Suddenly he tried his best to shout to the distance: "An Muda, don't be fooled by the kid of Emperor Saint!"

Le Buleng's eyes rose with golden flames, something was burning in his chest, turned his face and said to Shi Xueman: "Little girl, my waste apprentice will be given to you. Haha, Grandmaster, I'm here! Without Grandmaster, be the enemy of Grandmaster! "

finished speaking, he turned into a flame, flew towards the other side of the sky, and disappeared in an instant.

Shi Xueman turned around and glanced at the glorious footprints falling from the sky.

The teacher ’s efforts cannot be wasted.

She withdrew her eyes and said in a deep voice: "Start practice."

The borderline between Silver Mist Sea and Yellow Sand Corner, both sides are commotion.

hōng lóng hōng lóng.

The distant horizon, like a monster, is rolling towards here.

Shi Beihai several people came out of the camp involuntarily, looked up at the sky behind them, each and everyone huge luminous footprints, appeared in the sky, and then landed on the ground, turned into a huge footprint in a long count.

Only Shi Beihai, the most sharp-eyed person, saw a figure vaguely in the deep sky.

Shi Beihai's complexion changed greatly: "Senior An Muda!"

The other people ’s faces also changed, and everyone immediately understood what came next.

Who will leave the last blow of Grandmaster An Muda is always the most discussed topic in private. There are only two possibilities, one is Dai Gang and the other is Emperor Saint of Blood of God. Everyone thinks that Emperor Saint's is more likely.

During the discussion, everyone was very enthusiastic, but when the day really came, there was only unspeakable sadness, and in the heart was blocked.

Boom!

A huge footprint over five miles in length suddenly appeared in the Ye Baiyi's barracks.

Footprints are deeply trapped. The ground is a hundred feet deep. Originally there were all dense camps. More than a thousand soldiers were too late to wailing and all turned into blood mud.

This scene is so shocking that everyone ca n’t help but stay awake when they see it.

However, when everyone recalls, everyone's face is completely white, whether it is North Sea Unit or Ye Baiyi's army.

"Is this Grandmaster? Is this the power of Grandmaster?"

I do n’t know how many people have the same idea at the moment in the heart.

Fear, instinctive fear, and the brave warrior can only tremble instinctively in the face of this invincible inhuman power.

The body of the Ye Baiyi's trembles slightly, and the in the eyes appears desperate. He had thought more than once, how to deal with a Grandmaster. But at this moment, when he really faced Grandmaster, he realized how silly his thoughts were.

Two more footprints.

There is no sign, no howling, no sound of screaming, bone fracture, and only a loud bang, the huge footprints take away the lives of hundreds of people.

The divine cultivation under Ye Baiyi is the elite of Blood of God. They dare to face the cruelest fighting, but in the face of such unilateral slaughter, they ca n’t afford any courage.

Not good!

Ye Baiyi in the heart was in a hurry. These three blows came too quickly, and he was not allowed to make any adjustments.

The team is faintly showing signs of collapse.

Here is the majestic voice in the sky.

"An Muda, your opponent is me."

The whole sky was buzzed by this sentence.

After just two seconds of silence, the army that just showed signs of collapse suddenly burst into cheers.

The North Sea Unit is silent.

Shi Beihai and others are so blue-faced. Although the argument that Emperor Saint is comparable to Grandmaster has always been popular among people, but everyone has never seen it with their own eyes.

At this moment this slight fluke is completely smashed.

This is bad news.

Everyone was desperately searching for Emperor Saint's, but they could n’t find it.

The glorious footprint of An Muda's did not stop, and continued to move towards the hinterland of Blood of God.

"I did n’t expect you to manage Blood of God so well."

An Muda sounded a bit surprised in the whole Blood of God, no one could capture his figure.

"An Muda, if you really pity the people of Elder Council's, let them surrender early. The meaningless war is just a waste of the lives of innocent people."

The weak but majestic voice resounded through Blood of God, and many divine cultivation bowed down.

An Muda stops.

Because he looks at arrived Emperor Saint.

Grandmaster, Grandmaster. (To be continued.)