The spirit of the Holy Empress Tianhai is thousands of miles away, her Taoism is in the city of Luoyang, and she is among the thunder clouds, one against three, three saints.
It was her body that remained on the top of the Tianshuling Peak.
Even if she is the strongest person in the world, I believe that under the premise of facing the three saints at the same time, she has no way to spare her energy to deal with other enemies.
In other words, at the top of Tianshuling Peak, she was in a defenseless stage. As long as someone could attack her body, she might be injured.
Tonight, many strong men came to Tianshu Mausoleum.
They have not yet entered the sacred realm, and in normal times, it would be impossible for them to pose any threat to the Holy Empress Tianhai, but now it is different.
Of course, first they need to go through the divine way and go to the peak of Tianshuling.
But history sits below Shinto, as it has for the past six hundred years.
History is very old.
He is the same generation as Qin Chong and Yu Gong. He has sat in the Tianshu Mausoleum for more than 600 years, covered in dust and rust, can he still be able to defeat the siege of these powerful men
It was a question worth thinking about, but he obviously wasn't thinking about it because he was eating.
Stir-fried bacon with green peppers was all produced in that garden. He ate quietly and seriously, wondering if he thought of Xun Mei who walked to the Shinto two years ago.
According to what he said earlier, it was Xun Mei who broke into the divine way that night and sought the truth that made him finally let go of everything and break into the sacred. So, this meal is reminiscence
No, this reminiscence should fall in the longer past, because there is a deeper emotion on that old face.
There are strong people all over the world, but he is eating quietly. Does this kind of ignorance represent absolute self-confidence or something else
Two years ago, when Xun Mei ascended the Shinto way to die, Mao Qiuyu was outside the Mausoleum of the Book of Heaven. He watched his junior brother die with his own eyes without any emotion.
The girl named Mujiushi showed a bit of anger on her face, as for the hidden masters of the various families and sects who appeared from the night, they also started to get angry.
The auras of those strong men gathered in front of the end of the divine way with anger.
Shi Qing didn't respond, and was still eating quietly and silently, as if those cold meals were the most precious things in the world.
In the river outside the Tianshu Mausoleum, the stone steles were broken into several pieces and scattered on the ground.
Infinite Bi stood between the broken monuments, the resentment on his face gradually turned into vigilance and restlessness, and finally into fear.
In the wind and rain that came to Tianshu Mausoleum tonight, Zhu Luo and Xinggao were dead, Bian Yang was seriously injured, and only she still retained her complete combat power.
At the previous moment, because of her husband's serious injury, she was really angry to the extreme and wanted to make a move. Even though History showed unfathomable realm strength, but with the help of those strong men in the night, she believed that she could defeat him. However... No matter how vicious and cold her gaze was, History never looked at her.
History ate quietly.
The iron gun rested quietly beside him.
So she started to get scared.
"Help me up."
Bie Yanghong was lying between the broken monuments, his face was extremely pale, his breath was extremely weak, but his voice was still as calm as usual, with a heartbreaking power.
He looked towards the peak of Tianshu Mausoleum, and his eyes fell on the figure of the Holy Empress Tianhai, with a bit of confusion and pain.
There is a slightly wet red petal between the clothes of the Holy Empress Tianhai, and between her sleeves are holes through which more than a dozen meteors pass.
He was the one involved in the fierce battle between breaths, and he knew that this was a gift from the stargazer's death and his own serious injuries to Queen Tianhai.
He also noticed another problem.
Wu Wubi helped him up, the whisk in his hand trembled slightly, just like her voice: "Let's go."
"Since I came here tonight, I didn't think about leaving alive."
Bie Yanghong said calmly, then her fingers trembled slightly.
The thin rope hanging from the little finger chichi broke through the air, passed through the tiger's mouth, and wound several times.
He was seriously injured, but he couldn't even make a fist, so he wrapped his fingers together, which became a fist.
He punched the dry riverbed.
There was a bang.
This seemingly weak fist directly pierced a big hole in the river bed, which was bottomless, and there was a faint sound of gurgling water underneath.
The map of the emperor's chariot moved, and the dried stones appeared in the river. At this time, the map of the emperor's chariot was broken, and the strong formation was gone, and it was no longer able to maintain the current scene.
With the sound of rushing water, countless springs gushed out from the bottom of the river, and in just an instant, the riverbed was submerged again, wetting his and Wuwubi's shoes.
Unlimited Bi knew what he wanted to do, and his face became even paler, but he couldn't say anything to stop him.
The ground spring surged wildly, and the water surface in the river rose at a speed visible to the naked eye. Accompanied by the thunder and lightning from high above, the picture appeared extremely strange.
A somewhat desperate scream burst out from Wuwubi's lips.
Standing on the surface of the water, she and Bie Yanghong, the two auras spilled out, covering the entire river in an instant.
The aura emanating from her body was inanimate, like a blue wave without any life.
The aura emanating from Bian Yanghong's body is extremely fresh, as if it has endless life force.
The river water finally overflowed the stone embankment and poured into the Mausoleum of Books of Heaven, slowly and unstoppably rushing towards the place of the divine way.
With the flow of the water waves, green leaves gradually sprouted, and within a few breaths, the entire water surface was densely covered. It was an endless water lotus.
Immediately afterwards, in this blue lotus sea, countless beautiful lotus flowers emerged.
The sea of lotus is swaying in the night wind, the lotus is dazzling in the thunder and lightning,
Connecting the lotus leaves in the sky, infinite blue.
The sun-reflecting lotus is red in a different way,
There is water everywhere in Tianshu Mausoleum.
Mao Qiuyu stood on the side of the water with a solemn expression, his sleeves tumbling up.
With a breeze in both sleeves, I do it for no reason and walk around everywhere.
The lotus leaves keep flying, the lotus flowers sway gently, the electric light illuminates the world, and the moisture condenses into water mist, forming a very unreal beautiful picture, like a fairyland.
Wonderland came before Shinto.
History is still eating, eating very seriously.
Cooking is a human matter, and he went from the Tianshu Mausoleum to the human world.
Bie Yanghong wanted him to return to the fairyland where he ignored worldly affairs, and had no intention of preventing the world from ascending to the divine way.
The sky is full of lotus leaves and lotus flowers, attacking his Dao heart.
How will history choose
Finally, he put down the lunch box in his hand.
Not because he couldn't handle the challenge of being different, but because the meal was over.
He reached out to hold the iron gun and looked into the depths of the lotus sea.
Bie Yanghong was in the depths of the lotus sea, covered in blood, his face was pale, but very calm.
He wants to kill Tianhai, and if the world wants to kill Tianhai, he must ascend to the divine way.
At this moment, he is burning his true energy and state, even if he can defeat history, he probably won't be able to continue living.
He didn't care, because he was going to die.
The way to death is his way, it is his right way.
Walking according to the Tao, he will never get lost in the lotus sea, and he will never shrink back. He is covered in blood, so bright in the night, just like those red flowers in the green leaves.
But he didn't make a move, he was waiting for the last chance.
Waiting for the side of the Jiumiao River in Xining Town, waiting for the old view of Luoyang City, waiting for the night cloud above the earth to disperse.
He raised his head and looked quietly at the night cloud.
Everyone looked there.
The thunder continued, the electric light connected, the night clouds twisted, and the wind blew violently.
There is no world.
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