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Volume Four, The Year of the Curtain, Chapter 156

For example, the level of viewing the Lord knows the future although you ca n’t know your fingers, but you know the motion to know the good and bad, and the sneak attack in the general sense is meaningless. Unless Ning Que still holds an iron bow in his hands.

The curtain did not hide the trace, so I came out of the snow.

"In this city, you can't communicate with Haotian."

She watched the Lord and said, and then stretched her hands into the air -two -year -old cicada, a pair of small hands tender and beautiful, in the snowstorm, like two slices of slightly larger snowflakes.

With this movement, the snowflakes were suddenly quiet, but they continued to fall, but they no longer fluttered lightly.

Snowflakes vibrate at a high speed, making low and dense sounds, just like countless cicadas have yellow leaves on the eaves next to the streets. They are rolled up in the snow in the snow and are instantly torn into shattered flip.

"I did not expect that you had passed the demon realm and became the first person to break the five realms in the past century. You must know that Lian Sheng could not break his heart robbery, so he dare not take that step."

"Lin Wu, you are really extraordinary."

Guanzhu looked up at the sky, watching hundreds of millions of snowflakes that fell from the sky, thinking about the man, showing a admirable expression on his face -anyone who could collect 23 years of cicada as his disciples was worthy of admiration.

"Fortunately, I spent my life that made this city finally have a gap."

He said with emotion, and then stretched out his palm to the air.

His palm is to the sky, as if to take on those snowflakes that have fallen.

However, it was not snowflakes, but a majestic power.

The thick snow cloud covers Chang'an City.

That majestic power comes from the sky, from the sun behind the clouds.

The power of non -earth came to the world, and the shocking array responded in the shortest time. Dozens of extremely strong and vigorous atmospheres were born from the streets of Chang'an City and poured into the snow clouds.

However, the shocking array was damaged, and the breath of the sky on Suzaku Street was a bit stagnant.

That majestic power fell on Chang'an City.

The thick snow cloud in the sky was torn away from a straight crack.

Below the snow cloud crack is the straight street.

At this time, standing on Suzaku Street, looking at the sky, you can see a magical scene. There is a crack in the middle of the snow clouds covering the sky. The seam is a blue sky.

The clear sunlight falls from the blue sky, shining on the long street, the clearness of the buildings on the street and snowflakes on the street, and even smearing a layer of holy golden light.

Snowflakes are golden, and then melted at the speed visible to the naked eye.

The sunshine and the majestic power of the clouds will fall on the Lord's body.

This is the power above the five realms.

This is the real Taoist magic: Apocalypse.

Nympho

Nympho

Yu curtain stood in the wind and snow, and the black ponytail swayed gently.

She thinks snowflakes are slightly cold.

She has also seen the threshold of the five realms. She has seen Xiong Chumo using the Apoc was used.

But she couldn't think of someone in this world, and she could be so lightly described as a means of five or more, as if it was as simple as a snowflake.

She watched the first person who was still moving across Xuejie, and suddenly bowed her head.

She looked at the snow in front of the shoes and began to write with her eyes.

She wrote very much.

The Master asked her to write for many years. It was her world.

The first stroke appeared in the snow in the snow, and her world appeared on the snow street.

Snowflakes danced in the sky, and the edges were friction with high -speed air.

The sound of cicadas is getting higher and higher.

Hundreds of millions of snowflakes turned into a transparent wing vibration and fluttered over the top of Suzaku Avenue.

The clear light from the cracks of the clouds, falling on these winged snowflakes, and began to reflect on four weeks. The air in Chang'an City seems to have countless gold leaves.

A very light but extremely powerful atmosphere, with the flying of the snowflakes, shrouded the entire Snow Street in the world of Haotian, separating a brand new world.

No snowflakes fell, no trace of sunlight fell.

Snowflake no longer melts.

Snow Street replied to cold and quiet.

Qingying shrouded the Lord's body.

Nympho

Nympho

Guanzhu looked at the little girl in the snow.

It wasn't until this time that he knew that her real state had reached that.

He raised her right hand and pointed at her side of Xuejie, and her four fingers gradually flexed.

However, his index finger had not had time to make a sharp whistling sound in the snow.

That's the sound of a certain kind of round property and air high -speed friction.

There is a thing from the north of Chang'an City to scream, rotating at high speed, breaking the wind and snow, unstoppable.

Wanyan Pagoda is in the north of the city.

Master Yang's Buddha.

The beads rotate at high speeds in the wind and snow, and there are blood stains on it. It should be the effort of the master.

Many years ago, Yang Yang enlightened in the depths of the Western Desert. The cause was the blood of his companion, hot blood.

So the bunch of beads that stained him were hot.

Burning to burn.

A extremely compassionate but extremely violent fire, with the rotation of the Buddha beads, constantly spitting towards the snow around the surrounding area, and everything I came into contact with was burned.

Snowflake touched the beads and did not melt into water, but turned directly into nothingness.

Master Yang Yang is a strong man in the Buddha, and there are several strong men in the world, and this bunch of beads are stained with his hard work, burning with fire, and threatening the most vulnerable Taoist heart of Daomen.

A line of fire appeared over Suzaku Avenue, and the wind and snow were scared.

Explore the air, and then quiet.

Burning Buddha beads were put on the wrist of Guanzhu.

Yu Cui's head was raised, and the young eyes were falling in the depths of the young eyes, and the courtyard clothes on her body fluttered lightly.

There was a tremor on the breath on the snow street, and someone was about to appear.

At this time, the Lord was isolated by the cicada world, and he was bond with Haotian's lingering department, and was bonded by Master Yang's burning Buddha beads. There was no way to leave this snow street, even if he had no distance in his eyes.

This is the arrangement of the academy.

The next moment is the real attack.

However, the look of the Lord is still quiet.

He looked at the bunch of beads on his wrist.

The beads are burning, but even his blue road clothes are not ignited.

His eyes fell, and his mind was moving.

Before countless calamities, the silence from ancient times, as his eyes fell on the burning Buddha beads.

The flames on the beads suddenly went out, as if it became a dead wooden ball.

This is silence.

Above the five realms.

Nympho

Nympho

Between Sushu, there are two realms above the five realms on the snow street.

Both come from the Observatory.

But he is still on the snow street, in the snowy sky, in the world of the curtain, he cannot leave.

A pair of footprints appeared by hundreds of feet of snow.

Snowflakes fell on the cotton jacket and disappeared.

It is the cotton jacket disappearing in the snow.

Brother has shot.

Watching the Lord's eyebrows slightly, his right hand is like Cangsong to return to the wind, holding the bunch of beads between the wrist, disappearing in the original.

Half -Daoxue Street is a small world.

The cotton jacket and blue road clothes appear when they are in the wind and snow, and appear everywhere. The edge of the snow well on the northern street is next to the shops in the south.

Guanzhu and Brother, chased on this half of the snow street.

Chase in unparalleled realm.

Within such a small range, it is only time to move at the speed of thinking, but the danger during the period is more scary than the two days before the two people chasing between mountains and rivers!

The wind and snow reappeared, and the black horse tail hanging on the waist was swinging again.

Her expression was calm and focused, and her clear eyes gradually densely dense.

Tian Mo's realm was urged to the extreme.

Countless snowflakes fly over the Suzaku Avenue. Each snowflake is a cicada. The sky is full of snowflakes and cicadas, and countless horrible killing intentions are across the snow street.

This half of the snow street is her world.

No matter how fast the body of the Lord's body is, it can't pass the rules of the world itself.

A piece of snowflake slowly dropped in front of the deputy gate of the Ministry of Households.

There was nothing there.

But when the snowflake fell, the tear sound sounded.

The Lord was forced to be out of the shape of the snow.

On the front placket of his blue road, there was a sharp crack.

Nympho

Nympho

The top of Wanyan Pagoda.

Master Yang was sitting cross -legged, and Hesh chanted the scriptures, dripping blood like turbid tears in front of him.

Under the stone tower, dozens of monks in the temple sat in the snow, and they also kept reciting the scriptures.

Nympho

Nympho

The bunch of beads on the right wrist of the Lord no longer burn.

But it did not fall.

The Buddha beads become very red, and it looks like a pomegranate.

There are faint sounds in the wind and snow.

The beads are constantly narrowing.

Nympho

Nympho

White snow is covered on the front stone steps.

The elder brother appeared under the snow step, and when he headed the head of the head of the Lord.

Looking at the Lord's expression slightly, he pulled a sword and cut it.

The elder brother's feet were trapped into the snow.

A bloody blood exudes from the corners of the lips.

But he did not retreat, and then hit the stick again.

Look at the Lord and cut it again.

The seemingly simple action is actually very not simple.

At this time, the swords and sticks waved in the unparalleled realm, which has exceeded the concept of speed, but it is only a very short moment. I do n’t know how many times I have met.

The elder brother's cotton jacket is all blood, and there are countless shallow sword marks on the stick.

The look of the Lord is getting more and more dignified.

On the other side of Xuejie, Yu Cuinee suddenly took a step forward.

Full of sky snowflakes, fall to the body of the Lord.

Watching the Lord's sleeves, the cicada was dumb, the wind and snow suddenly became a mess.

No snow can fall on him.

Watch the Lord Heng Sword and retreat, and then raise your palm to the sky.

Countless majesty, falling from the sky, falling from the cracks in the clouds, it is like a thunderbolt, falling in the sky, falling in the sky -bearing, and falling on the transparent world barrier.

Snow Street was disturbed, and the snow on the eaves fell, like a waterfall.

Yu curtain snorted and stopped.

Watch the Lord and throw the sword into the snow.

Then the next moment, he appeared in front of the master, holding the wooden stick.

He only used one thumb.

The wooden stick is disturbed, and the weather is chaotic.

Brother returned to the side of Snow Street, stroking his chest to cough, and suffering.

Looking at the Lord to look at his right wrist again.

The string of red Buddha beads is still shrinking, and it is about to break into the flesh.

He frowned slightly, and he seemed a little disappointment.

Snow and snow.

The body of the Lord seems to have become bigger and many times in an instant.

In fact, he just stood quietly in the snow.

But there is a magnificent, boundless breath, instantly filled the entire space.

The beads suddenly collapsed.

Dozens of Buddha beads go away.

Several rounded holes appeared on the door of Qingshui Simon.

Not far away, the fence collapsed, and the smoke and dust rose slightly.

Those Buddha beads are very high. Although they are not burned, they touch things like wood, and there will be fire.

The snow is still, and the fire is gradually extinguished.

Nympho

Nympho

The top of Wanyan Pagoda.

Master Yang Yang was so painful to stroke his chest, and his palms were full of blood.

He looked at the snow street in the south, and his voice trembled: "It's countless!"

Fozong is unique: countless.

Above the five realms.

Nympho

Nympho

(Take a break tomorrow on Saturday. I took this opportunity to go to the hospital for examination. The three months after last year should be reviewed according to the reason. As a result, I forgot that I did not finish a course of treatment. This is really irresponsible.

I wish you good health and be responsible for yourself.)


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