"Why?" Xu Yourong's face turned pale.
"The door of Zhou Garden is about to open." Chen Changsheng glanced at Xiaopeng, but said something else.
The reopening of Zhou Garden is of course a good thing, but there is no joy in his voice, because the collapse is still going on, he followed Xu Yourong's method, turned the black stone into a stele of heaven, and prevented the destruction from coming, but it was not enough —The snow mountain has begun to collapse, and the original giant force of heaven and earth has been silenced again, but who can stop the snow that is gradually falling and getting bigger
An energy storm arrived in front of the mausoleum, accompanied by more than a dozen terrifying tearing sounds, the mausoleum began to shake violently, and several boulders above the southwest corner collapsed. The blue sky became dark because of the rupture, and there were still many fragments of the sky flying around in the strong wind. I don't know when they will fall to the surface of the grassland. There are countless fires in the Zhou Garden in the distance. The beast ran away in a panic, and could faintly hear a lot of howling and mourning, the world was being destroyed.
Xu Yourong stared into his eyes—she didn't have the strength to raise her hand to grab his collar, but that's what she meant—she did say earlier that it would be useless even if the tombstone regained its balance these days, Zhou Garden had already entered the process of destruction , but if Zhou Yuan's door is really about to open, why don't you leave together, why should I go first
"The sky is falling." He looked into her eyes and said seriously.
"Then?" She looked into his eyes and asked seriously.
"If no one supports it, it will be too late for everyone to leave."
Chen Changsheng stood up holding the yellow paper umbrella, turned to look at her and said, "I have to stay and try to stay a little longer."
Xu Yourong's trembling voice was like a lake startled by the rain: "You? What... What to do?"
how can you do it what would you do? I don't know which of her words is more biased.
Chen Changsheng looked at her and said honestly, "I'll see."
The Tianshu Monument returned to the Zhou Garden, and the formation was re-stabilized, buying the most precious period of time for the people and beasts in the Zhou Garden. The door of the Zhou Garden is opening, but at the current speed, it is very likely that it will be too late. If the people outside didn't have time to open the Zhou Garden, the sky would fall down, and the monsters living here and the hundreds of human practitioners who entered the Zhou Garden would all die under the sky full of fire.
Zhou Garden will be destroyed, so many lives may die, the most direct reason is because he took out all the swords in the sword pool - don't care about the conspiracy of the demons, the dark layout of the black robe, ignore him and her to save each other Let's go to the depths of the grassland, don't talk about the call of the yellow paper umbrella and the sword intent. In short, these things are all because of him, so naturally he has to solve them.
He once thought that if the destruction of the Zhou Garden could not be prevented, he could try to take away the human practitioners and some monsters in the Zhou Garden with a short sword, but the problem is that the space of the short sword is limited, and it has already accommodated thousands of people. Dao Canjian, there is no way to store more things, and I believe that the magic weapon of space that Xu Yourong brought with him is the same.
The only thing he can do now is to slow down the destruction of the Zhou Garden, so that the people in the Zhou Garden can have time to leave. It is also at the begging of Xiaopeng, to fight for the countless monsters living on the grassland. There is a possibility of surviving, so he has to stay, hoping to last a little longer and buy some more time.
But... why is this? Before Xu Yourong could ask these words in time, Xiaopeng grabbed his shoulders and flew towards the sky outside the mausoleum.
Dapeng said it can only move one person. Chen Changsheng didn't have time to make a final explanation, so he watched Xiaopeng take her flying into the distance.
The wind danced around the mausoleum. Xu Yourong was very weak, unable to do anything at all, he could only stare blankly at him standing on the mausoleum. She looked at it very seriously, as if she wanted to keep his face in her mind. Looking at the shrinking figure on the mausoleum, she shouted, "Xu Sheng, you fool."
The wind was really strong, and her voice was already very small when it reached the mausoleum, but Chen Changsheng heard it and shouted something to her, but the wind was really strong at this time, and she didn't hear it.
"My name is not Xu Sheng, but my name is Chen Changsheng."
After saying this, he turned around and ran towards the top of the mausoleum. The mausoleum is very large. There is a distance of several thousand feet from the main entrance at the end of the Shinto to the highest point, and the rocks that make up the mausoleum are huge and difficult to climb. Fortunately, he has the strength and speed that ordinary people can't match. It didn't take long , and came to the highest point of the mausoleum.
Standing on the rock on the top of the mausoleum, he looked at the continuous falling fire in the distance, at the black smoke and burning gardens, at the broken sky and the collapsing sky that seemed to be right in front of him, and he held his hands tightly. The sword in Li - the innocence is about to collapse.
Luoluo said something to him full of affection before.
That sentence was what Bai Di said to her: "If the sky falls, there will be a tall man to hold it up for you."
Now he is at the highest point of the mausoleum, which is also the highest place in the entire Zhou Garden, higher than the top of Muyu Peak, the closest to the sky, the farthest from the ground, and the farthest to see, so he is the tallest one in the Zhou Garden now people.
The sky is falling, of course he should be the one to hold it up. This has nothing to do with the saying that with great power comes great responsibility, because he believes that this is his own responsibility, and it just so happens that he has the ability to do so—he happened to be on the mausoleum, with an umbrella in his hand and a What about Wan Dao Sword
He changed hands with the dagger and the yellow paper umbrella. With a chirp, the sharp dagger pierced deeply into the rock, helping him stabilize his body in the strong wind, and then he stretched out the yellow paper umbrella in his right hand towards the crumbling sky. With a bang, the yellow paper umbrella was stretched open in the strong wind, turning into a shriveled little yellow flower, as if it might be crushed to pieces by the hurricane at any time.
This yellow paper umbrella can be said to be the magic weapon with the strongest defensive ability in the world, coupled with the proud and powerful sword intent to cover the sky, if it falls into the hands of a truly peerless powerhouse, it will surely shine extremely dazzlingly, but ... It is still impossible to support a piece of sky with this umbrella alone, even if it is only the sky of the small world of Zhouyuan, not to mention that the yellow paper umbrella is in his hands now. Of course it is amazing, but in front of this sky, it is so small.
Please come out and help me. Chen Changsheng said in his heart.
This is his responsibility, so he has to support it. This seems to be the responsibility of those swords, but those swords were originally forced to stay in Zhou Garden, so he used the word please.
Without any pause, following his thought, countless stern sword cries resounded in the air around the boulder on the top of the mausoleum, and countless strong sword winds were born. At that moment, the hurricane raging in Zhouyuan was suppressed down.
Countless swords gushed out from the scabbard around his waist!
Whoosh whoosh! These swords flew up against the edge of the yellow paper umbrella, and then quickly spread out, like a firework.
Wan Jian turned into dozens of sword lines, starting from the top of the mausoleum and falling into the sky, like umbrella bones.
This is a giant umbrella that spans thousands of miles.
Being propped up by Chen Changsheng, propping up the sky that was about to collapse.
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