The sword rises, the sword falls, and the wind and snow blow.
The sword of history, like the scenery on the snow field in midwinter, entered the starlight extremely coldly.
Countless clear cracking sounds sounded, and countless stars were cut open and chopped into pieces.
Those stars are not real, but just the condensation of starlight. Although they were cut to pieces by the sword of wind and snow in history, they will not really shatter, but become countless fragments shining with starlight.
In the night sky in front of Shinto, there were countless traces of meteors, and at the forefront of those traces, there was an extremely tiny fragment of starlight.
There are also countless trails of starlight trailing on the water in the stone flat and the canal, which is extraordinarily beautiful.
Those extremely dense tiny meteors passed through the violent snowstorm and landed on Shi Qing's body.
Papapapapa, like a shower, like wind and sand hitting the tent, countless small wounds appeared on the surface of the ancient armor.
The dust in the gaps of the armor was blown away, and the rust on the surface of the armor was gradually peeled off by the starlight fragments, and some bright red colors could still be vaguely seen.
"Useless coward!"
Seeing the stargazers entering the wind and snow with starlight and taking advantage of the field, Wu Wubi could no longer wait for her husband to make the first move, so she let out a low growl full of resentment, and sprinted towards that side.
Along with her figure came to the bottom of the divine way, and there were hundreds of feet of violent waves, which were ice-cold sea water, which was the death intent of silence.
In the battle of the sacred realm, if you want to win, you must not hold back anything. Once she makes a move, it is her most powerful Taoism!
Boom! The sound of thunder-like stormy waves resounded in the Mausoleum of Books, and the infinite blue waves beat towards history!
There is no emotional change on the historically old face, like an old tree root that has been cut down for hundreds of years.
There was no change in the look in his eyes either, like an old well that had dried up for hundreds of years.
Facing the joint attack of the two peerless powerhouses with the strongest Taoism, he still held the sword in his hand and slashed forward very straightly.
His sword came from the snowfields in the north, and the coldness and chills reached the extreme level.
The wind and snow were blowing violently, trying to swallow the countless tiny meteors, and freezing the raging waves.
Can he do it
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The world in front of the divine way of Tianshu Mausoleum is divided by three sublime auras, presenting three miraculous pictures.
The night sky is divided into three parts, one side is full of shooting stars, one side is full of snowstorm, and the other side is full of blue waves.
In the distance, there is a small red flower appearing and disappearing in the wind and snow, in the stardust, and in the raging waves, as bright as before.
Countless snowflakes fell one after another, and as soon as the water in the canal was frozen, it was broken again by tiny meteors. Immediately afterwards, countless stagnant water smacked over with the meaning of death.
The rust marks on the historical armor were all wiped off by those small meteors, and washed by the endless sea water, becoming extremely bright.
The surface of the armor reflects the extremely complex light after the mixture of starlight and sea water, painting the night sky above the Mausoleum of Heavenly Books with a layer of eerie colors.
There were two muffled bangs, and on the chest of the bright armor, there was a trace left by a dust whisk, and beside it was a star-like pattern, about an inch deep, almost piercing through.
The blood slowly flowing out of the gaps in the armor was instantly frozen into blood flowers, like blood coral.
At the same time, facing the strongest attack of two experts in the sacred field, no matter how profound the history is, they are forced to be at a disadvantage, and they are already in danger.
However, the little red flower behind the snowstorm, deep in the stardust, and high above the blue waves was still swaying silently, obviously not intending to join the battle.
Bie Yanghong suddenly raised her head and looked at the peak of Tianshu Mausoleum.
There was a look of astonishment in his quiet and clear eyes.
The Holy Empress of Tianhai stood on the top of Tianshu Mausoleum, no matter how fierce the battle situation below the Shinto, her expression did not change a bit, and she didn't even glance at it.
Her sight fell on an extremely distant place, tens of thousands of miles away.
Her spirit is also tens of thousands of miles away.
Tens of thousands of miles away, beside the Jiumiao River in Xining Town, the monk suddenly opened his eyes and looked across.
There was a night wind blowing gently over the forest tops, and it also lifted the clothes of the beautiful woman on the other side of the creek.
The Empress Tianhai was standing by the stream, but she seemed to be no longer there.
The monk frowned slightly, flicked his sleeves, and threw the rosary in his hand into the stream.
With a plop, the rosary beads fell into the creek, but did not sink, but suddenly scattered into dozens of beads, and shot towards the stream in all directions.
The blood lotus flowers, which were constantly swaying between the two breaths, were impacted by these beads and moved violently, as if being pulled by an invisible rope, they floated slowly and with difficulty to the opposite bank.
He sensed something, so he didn't hesitate to give up this string of portable dharma beads, but also to lock the Xinghui around the creek, and keep her soul here.
The corners of Tianhai Shenghou's lips raised slightly, showing a mocking smile, and waved his sleeves.
The gentle night wind fell on the surface of the stream, and the blood lotuses that were coming could no longer move forward, and the Buddhist beads scattered on the surface of the stream like stars trembled for some reason.
When the night wind was still, she had already disappeared by the stream.
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Because of many considerations, the field between Kyoto and Luoyang does not have much arable land, and most of it is field.
In the late night of early autumn, these fields that had just been watered by heavy rain were extremely muddy and difficult to walk, and it was not much better than the big swamp in the northeast of Baidi City.
To Taoist Ji, this is nothing.
After he left the capital, he kept walking towards the east. It didn't take long before he could faintly see the outline of the mighty city.
However, he did not continue forward, but stopped in the field and glanced at the hourglass in his hand.
The upper part of the hourglass was almost empty, and the sand stream falling down was very thin, as if it might be interrupted at any time.
He looked up at the night sky.
The night sky that was supposed to be full of stars, but at this time there was not a single star to be seen, only endless blackness.
At the edge of the night sky, a lot of high-speed flowing clouds can be faintly seen, but only a little silver light can be seen there.
Those night clouds are constantly tearing, entangled, and combined with each other, forming an increasingly clear picture with the night in the middle.
It was an extremely huge black dragon that traversed the entire night sky like a mountain range.
The edge of this black dragon is glowing with silver light, giving people a particularly cold feeling.
Taoist Ji stood in the field, looking at the dragon that had transformed into the night sky, his expression became solemn.
Since the start of the war, he has finally been confirmed by the Holy Empress Tianhai.
He could even clearly feel that Tianhai's soul was returning from tens of thousands of miles away, and Tianhai on the top of the Mausoleum of Heavenly Books was also withdrawing his sight.
If her sight finally fell here, if her spirit returned to her body, if she came here, then he would have to fight her head-on.
Even though she can be said to be at her weakest moment two hundred years ago, he still doesn't want to fight her head-on.
Twenty years ago, he had learned enough.
A clear light overflowed from the depths of his Taoist robe.
This clear light is so sublime and holy that it cannot be described in human language.
His Taoist robe began to tremble slightly, especially at the cuffs.
With a scoff, the cuffs of the Taoist robe split, and more than a dozen extremely thin threads were pulled out by invisible force.
In the night sky, more than a dozen cracks appeared on the body of the black dragon, which was obviously illusory by Taoism, and a clear light emerged from the inside.
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The soul returned from thousands of miles away.
The phoenix eyes of Holy Empress Tianhai became even brighter.
She withdrew her gaze to the distance, and she didn't look at Luoyang, but looked at her feet.
An extremely clear phoenix cry suddenly appeared in the Tianshu Mausoleum, resounding throughout the night sky!
This Fengming sound is so domineering, other than that, everything in the world dare not make any sound!
The Empress Tianhai disappeared right in front of Chen Changsheng's eyes.
Suddenly, two black lights that looked like smoke and mist appeared on the white divine way.
The edge of the black light cut through the space, making an extremely sharp sound.
Those are the wings of the phoenix.
The Empress Tianhai finally showed her strongest side in front of the world.
Nothing can be faster than her, no matter sound, sight, or even thought.
She did not go to Luoyang, but landed on the stone flat below the Shinto like a black lightning bolt.
The dark phoenix wings swayed the night wind, but darkened the night.
In the dark night, stretched out a white, crystal finger.
The finger calmly and irresistibly destroyed all the snow meteors and sea water in front of it, and pointed towards the brow of the Taoist nun.
The finger suddenly appeared in the eyes of the Taoist nun.
The eyes of Infinity Bi were filled with panic, and the face that was supposed to be pure and beautiful was distorted and deformed by shock and fear.
She screamed in fear, her clothes vibrated violently, causing waves like waves on the ground, and she took advantage of the momentum to quickly retreat.
At the same time, the fly whisk in her hand danced wildly in front of her body, scattering waves of deathly silence one after another.
However, how could she avoid that finger
That finger is very stable and calm, no flames can be seen on it, however, it has the hottest temperature in the world, it is the real fire of the phoenix.
Amidst the chirping sound, the deathly silence of the wave was instantly evaporated into countless white mist, and then quickly dispersed.
The layers of water waves on the ground were evaporated in an instant and began to burn. The fire spread to Wu Wunbi's feet extremely quickly, and ignited the hem of her Taoist robe with a bang!
The finger continued to move forward, calm and stable, but extremely magnificent, as if it had to be avoided even if there were thousands of mountains and rivers ahead.
Infinity Bi looked at the finger that was getting closer and closer, his face was ashen, and he was extremely desperate.
There was a soft snap.
A small red flower appeared in front of Infinite Bi's eyebrows.
The little red flower was very tender, and the petals trembled gently in the night wind, very bright, and even a few drops of dew could be seen on the petals, which were a little wet.
The finger landed on the little red flower, the petals trembled slightly, and the dew evaporated at a speed visible to the naked eye, but it was much slower than the previous waves of water dissipating.
Tianfeng True Fire can ablate everything in the world.
The petals gradually softened, and then withered, looking particularly tired.
Finally, with a bang, it dissipated in the night wind.
The finger also disappeared at the same time, and I don't know where it went.
Infinity Bi looked somewhere and screamed, "Run away!"
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