0238 chapter cold wind forever night sky chess game puzzle unlimited
Seeing that he didn't look at himself when he spoke, Lie Qingyang secretly wondered if Canglan had another strange idea, so he could only touch his chin and said, "His performance is too calm. No matter what, this Hanshan Alliance will be ruined."
Most of the time, the alliance leader has also become like that..."
"What should he do? Is it normal for him to cry and scream?" Mie Canglan chuckled, but there was no trace of smile in his bloody eyes. He jumped up suddenly and spun around in the air, his long fingers like ghosts in the night.
A streak of white mist opened up.
He moved too fast and fell to the ground in an instant. Lie Qingyang was stunned for a moment, and quickly caught up to look at Ding Mie Canglan's fingers, "This is..."
"Golden bird." Mie Canglan gently waved the thin feathers between his fingers. The soft feathers were covered with luxurious gold, and they still gave off a little light in such a silent dark night.
"...Why is there only one feather?" Lie Qingyang twisted the feather and looked at it carefully, but Mie Canglan raised his hand and flicked the feather into the air in Lie Qingyang's hand, and was hit by it.
The feathers struck by a stream of air immediately began to spin violently in the air, and large melting shadows rippled up.
Lie Qingyang took a step back, opened his mouth slightly and said, "This is... the phantom of death!"
"Yes, the unique memory ability of the Golden Bird Feather." This ability has been seen once in the Tianming Tianxuan Sect Hall. Mie Canglan immediately recalled it, but Lie Qingyang had just experienced a strange battle, and now his brain was a little better.
Somewhat unclear.
I saw images appearing in the melting shadows above the heads of the two young men. It was the scene of the massacre in the underworld that I had already seen. The gray shadows of blood vines cooperated seamlessly. The former rolled up on the ground like the angry thorn branches of a tree demon, and the latter
Those who came were like ghosts, and wherever they passed, they not only caused the blood vines to grow at an even crazier rate, but also destroyed all the energy of the people surrounded by them.
Mie Canglan saw countless figures in the image slumped down in the gray mist. Even if they were struggling to swing the sword a moment ago, it was completely useless. The image gradually turned into gray and white, and made a hissing sound like boiling water being poured on cold iron.
There was a sound, a light explosion, and the clouds dispersed, turning into dust and flying deep into the night sky.
Lie Qingyang's chest was already beating at the sight. He turned around and saw Mie Canglan stretching out his hand to clamp the thin feather that was slowly falling down. He remained silent with a frosty look on his face. He couldn't help but grit his teeth and said sharply, "You've seen it, right?
This is the message from the China Alliance to us! Let’s go!”
Mie Canglan still didn't say a word, turned around and stepped high into the blood mist. A burst of evil bloody wind instantly dyed the pale moon shadow red, and also dyed the corners of Lie Qingyang's eyes red.
"This Supreme Puppet Technique..." Mie Canglan raised his head in the wind, and relied on his talent of Dharma Eyes to discern the direction, pulling Lie Qingyang head-on towards the direction of Huanhuan Tianxuan Sect, "One day, I will master its supreme power.
Mysterious truth!"
The young man's heart aroused an increasingly strong desire for power, just like the long-drought earth is eager for a rain.
Lie Qingyang, on the other hand, couldn't see through the deep frost in Mie Canglan's eyes. He also had something on his mind, which was a flash of hatred towards Mie Canglan in the Hanshan League. He seemed to hate his evil and cold temperament, and
It seemed that he was annoyed that he was too quiet, but there was an urge to open his chest and see clearly what he was thinking about.
Lie Qingyang had never felt so throbbing before. He shook his head violently in the wind to force himself to wake up. He gritted his teeth and spat, "What are you thinking about!"
Mie Canglan was holding his body with all his strength, and a piece of fish-white was slowly filling in from the farthest horizon, as blurry as a dream. After all, the night sky was too deep, like a darkness that could never be broken.
Chilling.
Suddenly hearing Lie Qingyang muttering to himself in annoyance, Mie Canglan was slightly startled and turned around with a smile, "What did you say?"
On this side of his head, Mie Canglan's fiery red hair was blown into pieces, and the thick hair was tangled in layers to cover his Shura jade face, and then spread out again, appearing in Lie Qing like an ever-changing phantom.
In front of the sun.
Lie Qingyang's heart sank, but Mi Canglan's all-too-familiar voice of Han Ci stirred up memories: the uncontrollable sword energy rushing towards Mi Canglan in "Mountain of Swords and Sea of Fire", and the sword energy that pierced his heart just now in the Hanshan League.
The fire of hatred...all this is as chaotic as a dream, but it is so real that one dares not recall it.
"He is my brother..." Lie Qingyang took a long breath and looked up at the white fish that had spread to the top of his head. The pure brilliance gradually pushed the darkness behind him further and further away, as if opening another
The world's teachings generally make the whole body clear and clear.
As if he had been separated from the world, Lie Qingyang felt a long-lost sense of light throughout his body. He was soothed by this strange light, suppressing the vibrations in his body and calming his breath, "Is it going to be dawn..."
"Qingyang..." Even Mie Canglan's voice next to his ear became distant. Lie Qingyang opened his eyes slightly, and suddenly saw a blur of mist around him, and billowing clouds wrapped around thousands of auspicious colors, as if he had already
One step to immortality.
"Qingyang!" Mie Canglan slapped Lie Qingyang hard on the back of the head, almost disrupting his movement and causing him to fall down.
Lie Qingyang said "Ouch", rubbed the back of his head, glared at Mie Canglan and shouted, "What are you doing?"
"We are back to Tianxuan Sect." Mie Canglan paused, stood lightly on the blood-light magic circle and looked down, only to see a gorgeous celestial palace-like building standing between heavy clouds and mist.
The seemingly invisible sound of strings is hidden in the fish-white light like fairy music.
"...Ah!" Lie Qingyang rubbed his eyes, looked around and saw that there was no night at all. He was far away from the strange Hanshan League without even realizing it. He couldn't help but put his hair on both sides and exhaled loudly, "So fast.
?I remember it seemed like I had been flying for a long time when I went there..."
"Hmm..." Mie Canglan's magic eye twitched slightly, and he secretly raised the magic pattern on his right arm to take a closer look. He saw that the gorgeous and dizzying pattern seemed to have undergone some kind of change, and the color became fuller, as if it was bulging to bursting.
petals.
"The secret book of cultivation, one of the four holy books of the 'Secret Book of the Universe'..." Mie Canglan slowly raised his eyes, staring coldly at the fairyland-like mist-shrouded Tianxuan Sect building, "It seems to be able to use space and time in a mysterious way.
The ability to switch quickly...could it be that this ability has advanced?"
The magic pattern on his right arm is like a tangled vine, which is gradually growing into a highly toxic but unparalleled beautiful flower.
"I can't care anymore." Mie Canglan coughed, pulled Lie Qingyang and flew down, breaking through the layers of clouds and mist along the way, and suddenly sneered, "I hope those guards in the shape of the clouds and mist of Tianxuan Sect will stop taking action, troublesome
.”
As they spoke, the two of them had already fallen to the ground. They saw that Tianxuan Sect and Hanshan League seemed to be the two extremes of morning and night. This place seemed to be always at the moment of dawn, with the fish-white light shining on the flowing clouds and mist, and the chilly air.
The wind is like the first breath of fresh air in the morning.
"Someone has come to greet us." Mie Canglan stood still, gently raised the feathers of the golden bird in his hand and blew, and the feathers lightly swirled and flew all the way, landing in the hands of a figure on the opposite side.
I saw that figure raising his hand to grab a feather, and the sword spikes swinging on his back made a faint sound like wind chimes. His snow-white clothes and long hair were almost the same color as the fish-white light, making people almost think that he was the body of the flowing mist.
Lie Qingyang looked around and saw that there was no movement elsewhere. He couldn't help but fold his arms and curl his lips and said, "The Tianxuan Sect's hospitality is really..."
Mie Canglan chuckled lightly, and raised his voice as he walked forward, "What, why does Tianming Sect Master need to come to pick him up in person?"
Tianming Fengliu stood in the clouds and mist, half of his body still on several steps. However, when he saw Mie Canglan and the others walking in front of him, he just walked over a few steps and suddenly crushed the golden bird's feathers into powder.
Right in front of Mie Canglan, Tianming Fengliu had a delicate face like an ice sculpture. He twirled his fingers and let the feather powder pass through the eyes of the evil boy. His gentle voice was without warmth at the moment, "Master Mie, why are you so late?"
Mie Canglan squared his shoulders, slightly raised his sword eyebrows and said, "Have I been delayed for a long time?"
"It's only more than a day apart, so it's not long at all." Tianming Fengliu smiled slightly, and suddenly leaned forward to stare at Mie Canglan's face very closely, "But it was a bit late to miss the chance to see Alliance Leader Jiang for the last time.
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