The water surface trembled faster and faster, and the water patterns became denser and denser. The scattered lines gradually squeezed together, impacted and tore each other, and finally turned into countless water droplets, which were shaken away from the water surface, and the grass that was crushed into powder The crumbs are mixed together to form a light blue mist, which is somewhat transparent, and the distant light penetrates into it, and an extremely faint shadow can be vaguely seen.
The shadow is very thin and straight, like an unfinished straight line, very light, as if countless hectares of lake water have been poured into the ink used to draw this line, giving people a feeling that this thin shadow is clearly In the fog, it seems to be somewhere else, it is clearly in front of you, but it doesn’t seem to exist, even if it exists, it exists in another world, it is just the projection of a real object in Zhouyuan.
The cyan water mist is the dividing line between the real world and other worlds. Logically speaking, this barrier that isolates space should be extremely strong, but the moment after it appeared, the cyan water mist dispersed. It spread out so quickly that the surrounding space had no time to react, and a terrifying hurricane erupted in the grassland.
—In a very short time, the object spreads rapidly, and in fact this is an explosion. Using simple language to describe the scene at this time, it should be said that the group of blue water mist exploded. It's just... the explosion didn't make any sound, except for the howling wind, which was extremely quiet and eerie.
Quietness does not mean softness and powerlessness. Countless terrifying breaths and unimaginable invisible sharpness, as the cloud of blue water mist dissipated, spread towards the surroundings of the grassland, easily catching up and surpassing those who were squeezed away by the space deformation. Hurricanes, the first to touch those living and inanimate things in the grassland.
Whether it is wild reeds or the unique weeping golden bells in the southern swamps, countless grasses have been chopped into pieces, turning into a green rain, splashing everywhere, and the stones in the grass are also chopped into pieces, turning into green rain. The pebbles the size of a fingernail were blown by the wind and shot like sharp arrows in the wetland water, knocking out the frogs and fish hiding in the mud, and then shattering the frogs and fish, regardless of their scales. It was still fish fins, all turned into pieces, and the ground in the wetland was also shattered, as if it had been turned over seventy-two times by a hardworking and stupid farmer. Finally, the water surface shattered into countless water droplets, and the air shattered into There are countless light blowing winds.
The cyan mist dispersed, and the thin shadow finally revealed its real body.
In the prairie within a radius of more than ten miles around, everything was chopped into pieces, and in a flat field, everything was reduced to dust.
The real body of that thin shadow is still a shadow, so faint that it can't be seen clearly, but it can only be roughly seen that it is... a sword.
This thin shadow is not the real body of the sword, but the shadow of the sword, or in other words, it is a sword intent.
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When that sword intent cut everything into pieces and revealed its real body, the entire Sun Never Sets Grassland, and even the entire Zhou Garden felt it. An extremely deep vibration came from the depths of the Zhou Tomb. In the black ocean formed by the tide of beasts, there were countless violent waves, which were the actions of thousands of monsters looking at the sword intent. The terrifying shadow in the sky became lower, as if it was about to cover the entire grassland. In front of the main entrance of the mausoleum, Nan Ke suddenly turned around and looked into the depths of the grassland. His eyes narrowed, and his usually indifferent and even dull eyes became extremely sharp. However, whether it was the thousands of monsters or her, or even the shadow in the sky, they only saw the flat field with a radius of ten miles deep in the grassland, but they couldn't see the sword shadow.
Because before that, there was a breeze blowing in that grassland.
That sword intent went away with the wind, gone with the wind, quietly, without a trace in an instant, naturally without a shadow.
No one noticed that this sword intent traveled through the dark grassland and into the dark clouds along the clear breeze, ignoring the rain falling from the sky, and arrived in front of Zhou Dufu's mausoleum. On the ground covered by thick snow, it was like the first ray of muddy water from upstream flowing into the river bed that had been dry for thousands of years, and disappeared into the mausoleum just like that.
Naturally, no one could find out where this sword intent went.
Chen Changsheng held the umbrella slantly in his left hand, not covering it from the rain, but just guarding against the attack of the Nanke, his whole body was already drenched by the rain.
The rain is getting stronger, and pearl-sized water droplets keep hitting the surface of the yellow paper umbrella, making a sound like drumming.
The yellow paper umbrella trembled slightly, and the tremor was transmitted along the umbrella surface and ribs to the umbrella handle, and then clearly transmitted to his hands, his body, and his heart.
The sound of the rain was getting louder, but the high platform in front of the mausoleum seemed extremely quiet.
Nanke turned around and looked at him expressionlessly. For some reason, he always felt that this drenched and embarrassed young man was a little different from before. She didn't know where this feeling came from, and what it had to do with the previous mutation in the grassland, but she knew that something was about to change. She would not accept any changes that would prevent her access to this great tomb, so she decided to end the battle before the changes came. It's just that she didn't expect that the change had already happened.
Wow! That was not the sound of rainstorm, but the sound of wings spreading in the rain.
The green wings of more than ten feet spread out behind her, bringing out two streams of rainwater, reflecting the dim light, those drops of water were like blood drops, beautiful and soul-stirring.
The green wings flew suddenly, and a strong wind blew up on the stone platform in front of the main entrance of the mausoleum. The water and rain falling from the sky shot away obliquely, and a powerful breath directly sent all the rainwater back into the sky. Nanke disappeared on the edge of the stone platform, and the next moment, he attacked Chen Changsheng with a few lingering raindrops and a ruthless killing intent.
Chen Changsheng looked past the rain and cold wind, and met the little girl's eyes, and what he saw was coldness and determination to kill. At this moment, his eyelashes stopped trembling due to the cold wind and murderous intent, and the terrifying all-out blow from the little demon princess gave him an irresistible thought.
He thought so, but he couldn't do it, because he wanted to live, so he held the short sword and slashed at the rain and cold wind in front of him.
However, the moment he swung the short sword, he felt a great strangeness, so that his arm became stiff.
He didn't have any confidence in whether this sword could block Nan Ke's full blow.
But for some reason, he felt that the dagger in his hand... seemed to be very confident.
The sword pierced towards the cold wind and cold rain.
The cold wind dissipated suddenly, and the cold rain stopped.
In just an instant, Jianfeng broke through the wind and rain and came before Nan Ke's eyebrows.
The momentum of this sword is not stable, the heart of the sword is not clear, let alone any sword moves.
But the sword intent is extremely powerful.
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