Countless footprints suddenly appeared in the scorched earth of Wanliu Garden, like stars.
The figure of the stargazer has disappeared without a trace, or he has already left Tianliang County.
Zhu Luo looked into the distance with extremely complicated emotions on his face.
Actually went to Hanshan
If it was back then, of course he would rush to Hanshan with the stargazers at this time.
Just like those strong men on the mainland who received a message from Old Man Tianji at this time.
But now he is old and injured, and there is no way to rush over.
Suddenly, he felt a bit of regret about what happened in Xunyang City last year.
If he hadn't killed Su Li then, he would have had the opportunity to kill that person today.
This is what you should do!
Things you should do even if you die!
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There were not many figures flying towards Hanshan, but they were all the strongest in the human world.
On the far bank of the Red River, the majestic and majestic Baidi City was quiet, everything was as usual, the only strange thing was the white cloud over the city.
In the Imperial Palace in Kyoto, the summer sun shines on the Gan Terrace, and those luminous pearls are so bright and dazzling during the day.
The Holy Empress Tianhai stood in this light, looking into the distance, her expression was indifferent, she didn't know what she was thinking.
In the secluded hall in the deepest part of the Li Palace, the Pope quietly looked at the pot of green leaves in front of him, not knowing what he was thinking.
Even in midsummer, the snowfields to the north of Hanshan Mountain are still bitingly cold and snowy.
Standing alone in the wind and snow, if you don't go to the nearest place, you can't find his existence at all.
Because his whole body is white, from hair to clothes are white, white Sharen.
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In the cold mountain, the middle-aged scholar looked at the sky stones suspended in the air, stopped talking to the old man Tianji at the peak, and fell silent.
Could it be that this is also a game set up by humans and monsters
The stones in the sky are slowly falling.
Dozens of stones, with moss, water marks, and gravel, floated around his body, and the picture looked a little weird.
The middle-aged scholar raised his eyebrows, and a chill appeared in the depths of his indifferent eyes.
The lonely and uninhabited world on his face suddenly became turbulent.
The wind and snow between the cliffs moved violently, sweeping towards those stones.
Countless shrill cutting sounds could be heard, and snow flakes fell on the surface of those stones.
These celestial stones have the same origin as the celestial book stele, they come from outside the sky, and they are not extraordinary objects. Even the magic soldiers on the Hundred Artifacts List can hardly leave traces on them.
The wind and snow condensed between the heaven and the earth by the middle-aged scholar can easily cut those ascetics who have passed through the secluded upper realm into pieces, but they cannot cut those heavenly stones. But the momentum of those heavenly stones slowly encircling him was still blocked by the huge force in the wind and snow.
On the lakeside of the distant peak, the wrinkles on Old Man Tianji's face became deeper, and the expression in his eyes became more serious.
In today's world, only Old Man Tianji is qualified to judge the strength of that middle-aged scholar, because he is the oldest person among the Five Sages and Bafang Fengfeng. He comes from the last time when wild flowers bloomed. An earth-shattering battle.
He didn't expect that the other party had been hiding in Xuelao City for thousands of years, and his injuries had healed, but his realm strength was even more terrifying than before.
A distance of more than a hundred miles, he was assisted by the Hanshan Tianshi array, but he was still not a match for the opponent, and he suffered internal injuries after meeting him. Sure enough, he is recognized as the strongest in the history of the demon clan... If there was not a Zhou Dufu in the human world, perhaps he would have become the master of this continent thousands of years ago, right
The wind and snow and the sky rock are still colliding.
The old man Tianji's face became paler and paler, and he found that the Hanshan Tianshi array really couldn't trap the opponent.
But he must persevere, because as long as the middle-aged scholar can be trapped in the cold mountain for a while, strong support from the human world may come.
No matter if it is the nearest Zhuluo stargazer or the fastest Infinity Bi, as long as they rush over, this sudden battle that is very likely to change the situation on the mainland may win a turning point, and the human world is very likely to win The best winning chance in the millennium.
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The middle-aged scholar knew what Old Man Tianji wanted to do.
He believed that this was not a trap set up by the human race, because before last night, neither the military adviser nor himself thought that he would appear in the cold mountain today.
After losing a move in the Central Plains that year, he returned to Xuelao City, and never came out again. It has been a thousand years.
A big man like him has his own destiny, and his words and deeds are in line with the way of heaven, so it is difficult to be included in the game.
Baidi City was too far away, and he was very sure that Tianhai and the Pope were in Kyoto.
It's just that if it is really delayed by the Hanshan Tianshi formation for too long, the situation may really change.
He never liked change, because change is often trouble.
Now it's his turn to make a choice.
Should we seize the time to break out of Hanshan and return to our own country before the changes happen, or should we stay for a while and do that thing first
When old man Tianji made the decision to sacrifice the human cultivators and monster masters on the mountain road and the stream, and trap him in the cold mountain, he must have hesitated soon.
For him, the choice at this time does not require any hesitation, and it can even be said that there is no need to choose.
Because in his opinion, it doesn't take much time to do that.
In his eyes, there is really no difference between that boy and an ant, even if that boy is a cultivation genius who shocked the entire continent.
He ignored the sky rocks falling slowly towards the broken wind and snow, and looked back at the mountain road again.
Chen Changsheng and those human practitioners were on the mountain path.
He was very calm, and there was even a faint smile on the corner of his lips.
As the sight of the middle-aged scholar fell again, the people on the mountain road were in despair.
Liu Qing on the grass by the stream was also desperate.
Even Zhexiu and Tang Thirty-Six were in despair.
Chen Changsheng didn't. Looking at the smiling middle-aged scholar, he even somehow remembered someone who shouldn't be remembered at this moment.
The middle-aged woman who used to sit and drink tea with him in the Herb Garden.
I don't know if it was because he didn't speak, but he felt that the middle-aged scholar and the middle-aged woman had some imaginations.
Of course, he knew this must be an illusion.
Because he already knew who this middle-aged scholar was.
He knew what the other party was here for.
That night when he was ten years old, the elder brother shook his cattail fan all night and told him that only a sage can control his greed and desire for him.
In the following years, he paid great attention to hiding the abnormality of his body, until in Zhou Garden, Dapeng and Nanke could smell that fragrance.
The middle-aged scholar is Nan Ke's father, or that's how he knows it.
And he certainly wasn't a saint.
He is the devil.
Chen Changsheng felt that in the sight of the middle-aged scholar, he was naked, lying on the wet cutting board, disemboweled and covered in blood.
He wasn't afraid of death, but he was really afraid of the feeling.
He didn't want to be eaten like a fish.
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