Falling Blossom Season *Colorful is the final move of Falling Blossom Season. When launching a move, if thousands of peach blossoms are in full bloom, and strike the enemy indiscriminately over a large area.
This trick was extremely famous more than a hundred thousand years ago. When he was still an unknown god, he won the position of God King because of this trick. In that battle, the god who died under this trick was no less million!
The stone in the main hall was about to burst due to the growth of the branch, coupled with the blow of departure, the balance was immediately broken, the black seal lost its source of power little by little, and the blood-red power took the opportunity to counterattack.
The God of Light's face suddenly turned pale!
But he was not reconciled, and took the energy converter and inserted it into the seal again!
And the departing peach blossoms have emitted the most brilliant brilliance, like the most wonderful fireworks.
The four shadows were instantly killed!
Cheng Yaojin, who came out halfway, completely cut off the hope of the God of Light, and the movements of his hands quickened, and he even muttered a spell in his mouth, an extremely strange and out-of-the-ordinary spell. This time, he needs a gamble to successfully obtain some power from the white tiger. If he fails, he will lose the efforts of the 100,000 years. It is not too bad, he still has a chance...
As the incantation became more proficient, the energy converter inserted into the enchantment also started to work quickly.
I don't know why, but it always feels weird.
Looking at the converter, I finally understood that there was a problem with this thing.
However, the incantation has reached the last sentence.
His strength began to drift away.
It's not good to scream secretly, he stood up, and was about to rush towards the crack in the space, and the two angels and the shadow that was opposite to his strength were also summoned back. He made the most correct judgment in the shortest time. But the power converter has attracted him tightly, wanting to get all the fruits of his practice!
Ironically, he intended to absorb the power of Lord White Tiger, but now his own power was in jeopardy.
But as long as he is given time, it is not difficult to remove the power converter. Now, the most important thing is to return to his plane.
Just as she was about to leave, her body was hugged tightly by Shuang Ruyue.
Shuang Ruyue tightly grabbed the God of Light, and her raised eyes revealed countless desperation and sorrow.
My life is like duckweed, and I can't control it at all.
But even if it is duckweed, doesn't it bloom sometimes, even a gentle dog, doesn't it sometimes be provoked to bite? What's more, he is as double as the moon, and he is a person who will take revenge. If the other party snatches his relatives, he will make the other party pay a heavy price. No matter how noble or powerful the other party is, as long as he finds an opportunity, he will bite back at the most appropriate time. One bite!
Due to Shuang Ruyue's delay, the God of Light was naturally held back.
Often the success or failure of life and death is a matter of that moment. Li Jing and Shang over there have cut off all escape routes!
The hatred of the God of Light was directed at Shuang Ruyue.
"Kill him!" The power of the God of Light was pulled into the energy converter, and now there is not much power left to use.
What he ordered was the twelve-winged angel with short hair.
The angel listened wholeheartedly to the words of the God of Light, and slapped down without mercy. That palm hit Shuang Ruyue's heart!
With a body as double as the moon, it flew away like a kite with a broken string, and then slowly fell down.
The Twelve-Winged Angel was already a few ranks higher than him, and this full-strength strike shattered his internal organs early on.
How sad, it was the short-haired angel who had the face of his sister who killed him. Maybe the soul is also his sister's, but she has already forgotten him!
However, how lucky he was to die in the hands of his sister, it was better than dying in the hands of the God of Light!
When the dilapidated body fell, it softly called out: "Sister..."
Just like when he was a child, he was bullied, and he called his sister that way to seek protection. At that time, his older sister would clench her fists and angrily find someone to settle accounts, even if she couldn't beat her, she would still fight... He was protected by his older sister through those years.
Sister, do you still remember the songs you sang for me at that time, do you still remember the stories you told me, do you still remember the grievances you suffered for me... Sister, thank you.
When the elder sister called out, the short-haired angel looked a little puzzled. Perhaps, she was trying to think about something, but she had been brainwashed thoroughly enough, leaving only spiritual obedience. But that "sister" is engraved on the soul!
She looked at Shuang Ruyue!
Lu Yiqian had already firmly caught Shuang Ruyue. Although this man had some treacherous thoughts, he was not annoying. There was no reason for him to be smashed on the floor.
Meanwhile, Shuang Ruyue tilted her head and spit out a mouthful of black blood on Lu Yiqian.
His life is always on the verge of a place where the oil is exhausted and the lamps are dry. After that palm, his own cultivation has been completely smashed, and he is not dead, but he hangs with only one breath.
Lu Yiqian took out the golden medicine and fed it to Shuang Ruyue.
Golden sore medicine can cure hundreds of injuries, cure bones, and is a panacea. It's just that this medicine is really useful for people with vigorous vital functions, but it's useless for people with exhausted vital functions. It's like an old man, no matter how much this medicine he drinks, he can't slow down the pace of death.
The angel's palm was not easy, it shattered his heart and internal organs, and burned his body functions.
He is going to die!
At that time, Shang had already wiped out the other black shadow and the long-haired angel, leaving only the twelve-winged angel and the God of Light as enemies.
The God of Light was a little panicked, but his rationality was still there. He ordered to the last angel: "You blow yourself up and send me back!"
This order is so cruel, but it is normal for the God of Light. He cultivated them to let them do things for him. In his eyes, they are tools, and his life and death are all up to him. Even if he only has two of these twelve-winged angels, they are extremely precious on weekdays, but no matter how precious they are, they are not as precious as themselves.
The angel had to listen to the order of the God of Light, and he had to listen, and because of this, the little doubt that the short-haired angel had was slowly dissipating.
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When Shuang Ruyue heard the order of the God of Light, she couldn't help being anxious: "Sister..." He was originally a person who had run out of energy, and every point he vented was equal to one point. Shouting like this accelerated the speed of death reduction. . But no matter what, he didn't want to lose her again, losing his only relative, that kind of pain, he didn't want to try. (to be continued)