Ze Tian Ji Chapter 110: Black Mountain White water, one place bright

This ray of light column does not come from the stars, but from a more distant unknown world. It falls on the ground with only one foot? It can be imagined how condensed.

Only the purest and powerful energy, even the legendary gods, can create such a condensed ray of light.

It looks like this ray of light is like Orthodox's Holy Light, but Demon Lord knows not, Chen Changshen knows more, they all know where this ray of light comes from.

In the holy beam of light, Demon Lord's clothes fluttered slightly, the broken mountains and rivers on his face were washed away, and his appearance was rapidly getting old.

The seal formed by Heavenly Tome Stele did not know when it left the range of the beam of light, and Quietly hovered in the night sky.

The seal is shaking gently against the Demon Lord in the beam of light, as if it has a lot of emotions, thousands of memories, and it seems to be saying goodbye to an old friend.

The next moment, the ray of light column disappeared.

Snowy Ridge Lake Garden has no changes, no landslides, snowfalls, no heaven and earth changes, no abyss has come, everything is as before, as if nothing happened.

Demon Lord is standing still.

Nan Ke is coming.

The emotion on that young formation master's face is very complicated.

He looks at Demon Lord, he said nothing, but three times, and finally silent.

Demon Lord withdrew his gaze to the starry sky, looks at young formation master, did not speak, thoughtfully.

Nan Ke came to the scene, and the current picture of looks at was also silent.

Find the silence of time, after all, to be broken by voice.

"Are you going to die?"

The young formation master looked at Demon Lord and asked softly, looking very cautious and a little timid.

Demon Lord says, "If you ca n’t even determine this, but risk your way to the south, it is stupid."

Young formation master was so convinced that he was never stupid, so he laughed.

He laughed.

Just at The next moment, the smug smile on his face disappeared and turned into a tear of sadness.

He burst into tears.

He laughed and cried, rejoicing but sad, painful but cheerful, humble yet arrogant.

He is like a moody child, with grievances and a little pride, looks at Demon Lord sobbed, "Is this all right?"

, Jun sighed, "Yes."

The young formation master cried and said, "Then you will always die this time?"

Demon Lord said calmly, "Yes."

The expression of the young formation master became a little nervous. He licked his dry lips and asked, "Am I doing well this time?"

Demon Lord looks at said with admiration, "This game is really good."

Listen to the praise, the young formation master's face suddenly has a lot of brilliance, even the footsteps become lighter.

He walked towards Demon Lord, dancing and jumping, just like a rock rolling down on lone peak.

Nan Ke has a pale face and wants to come over, but is stopped by Demon Lord's eyes.

The young formation master came to the side of Demon Lord and carefully helped him sit down, it seemed that he didn't want to make Demon Lord feel a little pain.

He then asked looks at Demon Lord seriously, "Daddy, does it hurt?

Demon Lord looks at is young formation master, his eyes are full of pampering and contentment, saying: "OK."

The young formation master raised his hand to wipe off the tears hanging from his eyelashes, and said, "I don't want this either."

While talking, his right hand fell on the chest of Demon Lord like a black lightning bolt.

It's a dark sword that can't reflect any light.

The short sword pierced deeply into the chest of Demon Lord, and golden blood poured from the hilt of the short sword.

It looks like this short sword is hollow.

Demon Lord coughed in pain and said, "You ... shouldn't use ... this sword."

"Because this is the relic of your friend?" The young formation master pulled the black short sword out of Demon Lord's chest, glanced at the ground not far away, and said with a sense of pique: "That guy can use Dragon Whisker as a sword , I'm your son, why can't I use it? "

Chen Changshen lies there.

The young formation master pulled the hand of Demon Lord out of the body, struggling to break the fingers of Demon Lord one by one, and took something out of it.

Demon Lord's expression remained calm, as if he could not feel the pain of broken fingers at all.

It's a comb-like thing. I don't know what it is, it should be his last life-saving means.

If the young formation master didn't cut off his last vitality in time (to) unsheathe the sword, or he might find a chance to fight back.

"Aunt remind me, be careful and be careful when facing you."

The horn comb of the young formation master looks at said with a lingering heart, "But no matter how careful I am, Heavenly Demon Horn is on your body."

He carefully put the horn comb into his arms and closed it. He smiled at Demon Lord and said, "Did you not say that the aunt stole the relic when he left Old Snow City twenty years ago? Dad You are so cunning, we all thought it was on Li Mountain. "

Demon Lord said with a smile: "Your aunt is so stupid as to be fooled by Little Su, I always have to teach him some lessons."

The young formation master was thinking about the case in Longevity Sect, and said with emotion: "The lesson ends there? Fortunately, you should not be able to continue to teach me any more."

At this time, the vitality of Demon Lord is exhausted, and there is no way to counterattack.

The young formation master confirmed all the details before he really felt relieved. He sat beside Demon Lord, rubbing the cold sweat on his forehead, and finally calmed down after breathing for a while. Suddenly, his looks at starry sky laughed and shook again. After shaking his head, there seemed to be endless emotion.

"In fact, I'm afraid, but what should I do? I still have to do it. Fortunately, I won in the end."

Regardless of the initial silence or the subsequent insanity, whether standing or sitting or lying down, Demon Lord, young formation master, and Nan Ke are actually very similar-visible or different, but the mentality is actually completely The same, especially when they are together.

They are like Black Mountain, far north of the snowy field, Baishui and the blood moon, exuding cruel, bloody, mysterious, but extremely harmonious.

If no one is bothering, or this scene will last longer, however, there is an individual in this painting after all.

Because he is human, he cannot stand in this painting.

Chen Changshen stood up, and the painting suddenly had a brighter color.

The incomparably firm brightness comes from his eyes and his voice.

"From the battlefield to Songshan Army and here, many people at already died to protect you and save you. If you win, what about them?"

The looks at young formation master said: "No matter who you are, no matter why you come, this is not right."

Young formation master looks at, he was able to stand up with some surprises, and then a sneer and ridiculous smile appeared on the corners of his lips.

"His Holiness the Pope is as weird as rumored, but what else can you do?"