The huge aura in the air came from a very far away place, but it was like an invisible city wall being suppressed.
At the moment of contact with the dark ball of light in the sky, countless light chips fell on the surface of the dark ball of light, just like falling snow.
The invisible city wall does not have completely overwhelming power, disappearing in the air.
However, the dark ball of light also split into two halves, and then turned into two black light curtains, quickly swept across the air, and spread out.
A huge roar sounded like thunder.
Emperor Chu's complexion became extremely solemn, and he knew who it was just by relying on the aura coming from a very far away.
His heart ached slightly, not just because the results of decades of waiting had suddenly changed badly, but also because of the real burning pain.
It's just that at the moment when the black light sphere broke open, golden beams of light fell around him, and not only bursts of unruly vitality gushed out from the fractures of the plants and trees, but also these strands of vitality were all Burn with a strong real fire.
A flaming mess forcibly poured into his sea of consciousness, as if to ignite all the meridians in his body.
Without any pause, his forward figure paused, and then backed out.
At the same time, a stream of extremely pure true energy shot from the palm of his left finger at a speed unimaginable by ordinary practitioners, and poured into a string of jade beads on his wrist.
The surface of this string of jade beads is rough, it is pure snow-white color, it looks exactly like balls of snow kneaded, but when his true essence is injected, there are repeated bang bang bang bang bangs, and the icy breath is constantly flowing. Exploding outside his body, eighteen groups of snow clusters that were several minutes taller than his figure formed around his body, circling around his body non-stop.
At this time, countless strands of real golden flames have already filled the gate.
These golden flames continuously cut and pierced the snow balls outside him. The wind and snow roared, flames splashed, and the snow balls became smaller rapidly. When the snow balls almost completely disappeared, Emperor Chu's body finally withdrew from the formation completely. Door.
A trace of penetrating fire wire wrapped around his body, but a faint light curtain lingering on the light yellow dragon robe made of unknown material on his body prevented these remaining fire wires from penetrating.
Emperor Chu's face seemed to have aged a few minutes, but his eyes were extremely calm and solemn. He took a deep breath, squinted his eyes and looked up into the sky.
"How can it be?"
At this time, the ancestor of the Zhou family was also looking up in the direction that Emperor Chu was looking at.
The water mist that had covered the entire valley had been closed again, crashing into the formation gate in front of Emperor Chu like two big waves.
In addition to sputtering out countless white air waves, it also sputtered out thousands of golden sword-like real flames.
Under the cover of white clouds and mist, the ancestor of the Zhou family couldn't see the figure of the practitioner who just shot, but he also knew who it was.
In the entire Changling, there is only one practitioner who can exert such a powerful force from such a long distance.
There is no doubt about the identity of this cultivator, but how could he appear here
The body of the ancestor of the Zhou family was already full of fear, and the cold sweat all over his body even meandered on his body like twisted streams. However, he is an old man with countless experiences after all, and he intuitively felt that this was his opportunity. .
Trembling all over, he stretched out his right hand towards the gate in front of him.
Countless black snake-like cold and evil air gushes out from his right hand.
This momentary gushing almost made his right half of his body lose consciousness, but he knew that what Ding Ning said was right, what he needed to do at this moment was to hurry up.
The black cold and evil air flow spread in the air, but countless white lights shot out of it, as if a piece of ink landscape was spread in the air, and the golden beam of light fell on the ink landscape, which only dyed the ink landscape a piece of red gold, but It is impossible to see through.
The ancestor of the Zhou family roared like a wounded beast, and his right hand, which was almost unconscious, swept across the air.
Chi Chi Chi Chi chirped several times, and several white sword qi pierced into the magic circle in front of the ground fiercely.
Several grass clippings flew up, instead of gushing along the path of the sword energy, they were blown out by strong gusts of wind.
At this time, the right half of the body of the ancestor of the Zhou family was as completely numb as the lower limbs. "Go!" With a stern shout, a black wind engulfed him, Ding Ning, and Fu Su and forcibly slammed into the front gate.
The vegetation in the formation gate moved slightly, and crackling sounds continued to resound in the air, but there was not much substantial power left.
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"I don't know who it is. It turns out that it is the owner of the Changling Zhou Family Ink Garden. Unexpectedly, he is also a predestined person who discovered this forbidden place."
Emperor Chu looked at the black and white scroll in the sky with a trace of disdain, and said slowly.
At this time, the cloud and mist above his side had parted, and the strange spirit beast that looked like a fish and a bird had already flown down.
"Moshou City... and Pan Ruoye."
Seeing the old man on the back of the strange spirit beast and the beauty in the palace costume, Emperor Chu had a strange playful look in his dim eyes, and he seemed to find this matter very interesting and funny.
"Changling doesn't have a city wall, but Mo Shoucheng is the one who knows how to defend the city. You have always been regarded as the invisible city wall outside Changling. And you, the owner of Weiyang Palace, Zheng Xiu's most trusted confidant , the two of you are not staying in Changling, but quietly followed the ancestors of the Zhou family and those two young men, what does this mean?" He looked at the old man who was as old as him and the palace dress with a frosty face on the back of the spirit beast. Beauty, just from the emotion deep in the eyes of the beauty in palace costume, he already guessed what happened.
In Moshou City, the teacher of the Holy Son of Heaven, whose real name is rarely known in Changling, took a deep breath.
He looked at Emperor Chu indifferently, and said in a slow voice without concealment: "How can I hide it from you, one of those two young men is Fusu."
"That's why the ancestors of the Zhou family didn't know that they brought these two teenagers to take advantage of them. You followed, but you didn't expect such a forbidden place here, and you didn't expect to meet me here at all." Emperor Chu's eyes It also became very faint, only the light of wisdom shone in the dim yellow pupils.
"It was indeed an accident." Mo Shoucheng smiled wryly: "Even if I were on a pilgrimage, I'm afraid I would never have imagined that the time and place of the Lushan League would contain such an encounter as you."
Emperor Chu smiled, and said: "Fusu will be an excellent emperor in the future, because a dynasty that is extremely powerful will no longer need an emperor who can open up territories, but will need an emperor who can defend itself even more. In order to stop I, in the end, watching him die like this, is it worth it?"
Mo Shoucheng glanced at him, and said peacefully: "Since I choose to do this, I am sure it is worth it."
"It is you who are sure that Emperor Yuanwu and Zheng Xiu will find it worthwhile. At all costs, you must obtain the greatest benefit in the Lushan League, even if you sacrifice your own son." Emperor Chu laughed with infinite emotion: "It's like sacrificing those Like those who fought side by side with them and were even extremely loyal to them, I am still not as good as Emperor Yuanwu and Zheng Xiu, because I can't be as ruthless as them."
"The emperor is already beyond the scope of ordinary people." Mo Shoucheng said indifferently without changing his face: "The behavior of ordinary people cannot be measured by the affection and ruthlessness of ordinary people."
"You used to be the dean of several colleges in Changling. In terms of knowledge and reasoning, I am inferior to you, so I won't argue with you." Emperor Chu mockingly looked at Mo Shoucheng and the silent palace clothes. Beauty, with a trace of unspeakable majesty, said: "I only know that even if the two of you work together, it is impossible to keep me, and I cannot kill the two of you, so I don't want to fight with you!" .”
Mo Shoucheng nodded, and said, "This is indeed a waste of effort and meaningless."
"Naturally, it is impossible for you to let me in, and since you have chosen the Lushan League and now, I will not let you in." Emperor Chu calmly looked at Moshoucheng and the beauty in palace costume and said, "I have already I have waited for decades for the things inside, so I naturally want to see the final result."
Mo Shoucheng looked at him and said calmly, "Then we will all wait here and see the final result."
The beauty in the palace costume knew very well that if she fought with Mo Shoucheng and Emperor Chu, she would lose both sides in the battle, and perhaps all of them would be killed by the ancestors of the Zhou family who came out.
Not only Emperor Chu, even she and Mo Shoucheng had reasons why they must not die here, so stalemate here is indeed the best choice.
It's just that she and Fusu are very close at ordinary times, thinking that Fusu is about to die inside, she still can't control her emotions, watching Emperor Chu sternly shouted: "What's in it?"
Emperor Chu smiled slightly, stood with his hands behind his back, but did not answer.
"We choose the present, and he chooses the future. In fact, we still took advantage of it." Mo Shoucheng looked at the beauties in palace costumes with increasingly angry eyes, and said softly: "He can't do anything anymore, but we can still bet on the future." Bet, we can still bet on whether there will be a miracle, bet on whether the wine shop boy and Prince Fusu can come out."
"Is there still such a possibility?" the beauty in palace costume said angrily, her chest heaving violently.
"A trace of possibility is also possible." Mo Shoucheng looked at her and said gently: "And if you can't help but take the first shot, I can't guarantee what will happen. Maybe we will all die here. Because I am almost sure that his Cultivation skills are related to women."