Chapter 70 Black Compassion

The ice dragonfly has a big mouth, and the platform is immediately covered with ice and frost. Then its wings hit the stone surface of the platform with a loud "boom", and the frost around it suddenly cracked into countless shining ice blades. The powerful impact of the two huge monsters reached a balance at this moment, and the momentary tranquility seemed to fixed the time.

Yun Zheng's solemn expression, at this moment, condensed into a picture with countless shiny ice blades hanging around him, similar to a still picture. Only the shadow soul electric knife in his palm, the shining electric light slid on the blade, the ice blades burst one by one, and the turbulent ice fog spread around.

The small thunder hornbird made a blue dance. At this time, it jumped on the tip of the knife and tilted its head with a curious expression.

Boom——

The balance was broken in an instant, and the storm suddenly rose. Countless ice blades rotated and rushed to the clouds. The violent hurricane set off by four huge wings played a role in adding fuel. The wind-moving shadow soul electric knife in Yunzheng's palm can't block all the ice blades. In the blink of an eye, his shadow soul armor has been hit by hundreds of ice blades at the same time.

The electric light shines, the ice blade explodes, the ice crumbs fly around, and the clouds are injured in many places. The shadow soul armor of the nine inscriptions collapsed two armors in an instant under this stormy attack, and the good armor could not protect the clouds in this situation at this time.

The blue bird doing shadow dance over the electric knife light of the shadow soul suddenly opened its sharp beak, and a black shiny thing appeared in the sharp bird's beak. The thing is the size of a little finger nail and is like a drop of water, but it naturally has more than a hundred angular cuts, which reflects colorful light.

The legendary tear was not digested by the bird, but it restored it to the cost.

Perseverance, arrogant and unrestrained, with black compassion and loneliness, this is Yun Zheng's feeling of this tear.

It was originally embedded in the core of the heart of the big knife, and its name was unknown, but because of Commander Fu's violent punch, it appeared in the world. Because of a thunder hornbill, it now appears again, in the beak of the bird doing shadow dance on the tip of the blade.

At that moment, Yun Zheng waved the shadow soul electric knife, and the thousands of ice blades around him slowed down in an instant, with Yun Zheng as the center, slowly squeezed towards him. Then, the light on the tears shone, an invisible force shot away, and countless ice blades turned into powder at that moment.

The manic ice and fire were quiet, crawling on the ground, with a flattering expression, trembling slightly with panic and fear of the king.

"It's this tear, I... want to... find..." Jing Se said this, but felt very powerless. The thing was close at hand, but she clearly knew that in fact it was far away, and it did not belong to her. The great inscription teacher of Qipin usually calls for the wind and rain, but today she knows that there is something in the world that she can't get.

Today's lesson is profound enough for her.

He also felt the burning fire. He woke up from his coma and stretched out a hand, but couldn't say anything. The effect of the three-color Huiyuan liquid has passed. He is traumatized all over his body, his blood veins are broken, and he is already weak. The rest of the medicine was thrown by the wood. If he relies on the elixir again, I'm afraid it will be worse.

Commander Fu's cold eyes stared at the tears for a long time. At this moment, he felt a trace of fear for the tears like a purgatory demon.

Yun Zheng stretched out his hand, and the thunderbird fell on his wrist. The sharp bird's beak opened, and the tear fell into his palm.

The tear-shaped spiritual crystal is cold, with a feeling of resistance and rejecting everything. It is a kind of arrogant and unruly, but it is lonely in the bones. Lingjing's compassion has a kind of black sarcasm, which is more like a bird's-eye view of the ignorance of all sentient beings.

What the hell is this? Why do you bring such rich emotional feelings? Yun Zheng pinched the black spiritual crystal in front of him with his fingers, and he found that it had a powerful force that was irresistible.

This power is not as direct as the ground brakes practiced by martial artists, nor can it be felt as the spiritual willpower of the inscription master. The power brought by Lingjing is more psychologically. It is invisible but powerful, and seems to destroy all tangible forces.

Yun Zheng suddenly felt that there was a power calling him to find and have it. The power comes from the door of the dead prison. Behind the thick and ancient gate, there is a powerful force that wakes up because of this tear-like crystal and summons those who are qualified to have it.

Yun Zheng raised his leg and slowly walked to the door of the prison.

The two ice and fires followed him obediently. In front of him was a lightning blue bird, with golden wings hovering in the air above his head.

Because he was walking, holding the tear that awakened the ancient power, the ancient guardian monster submitted, and the molten river also boiled.

At this time, Jingse's mood on the huge rock gradually calmed down, and the distress that destroyed the three fire spirits was also steadily controlled. She stood quietly on the rock, let the wind blow her hair, and watched the teenager slowly walk to the door of the prison in a daze. The stubborn and unyielding teenager actually stepped into the unknown.

The power in his body is not the tangible power only for the cultivation of martial arts and spiritual power, but the inherent fearless courage and the hegemony of breaking through thorns.

Jing Se sighed in his heart. It seemed that that thing really didn't belong to me.

Yun Zheng walked to the door.

There was a loud rumbling sound. In the eyes of Jingse and others, the door and the stone platform suddenly collapsed, and Yunzheng and the monsters were swallowed up by the rolling stone flow in an instant. The surging molten pulp soon drowned the collapse.

Under the huge rock, there is already a fiery red, hot lava flowing in front of you, pushing up quickly. After a long time, I'm afraid I can swallow up this huge cave.

"Let's go." Jingse said calmly, with colorful wings on his back and taking the lead in flying to the top of the cave. The huge stone warriors she summoned before have lost their vitality and become stone sculptures one by one due to the time limit. The vines at the top of the cave also withered and contracted, and a flame scroll was burned clean by her.

Due to the loss of effectiveness of the "three-color Huiyuan liquid" and the blazing fire that suffered a heavy blow, his body was traumatic and unable to move at this time. It was the little Shami wood that helped him up the glazed lion and jumped out of danger together. Mo Feng and Han Yue each rode the spirit beast and returned with Jing Se.

Only Commander Fu jumped out with his strong cultivation.

"..." He wanted to speak, but raised his hand and didn't say it. Mu said with tears in his eyes, "Master, Mutou sent you back to Tianwu Temple. The punishment of the Precept Hall is still waiting for you. I hope you can survive..."

He nodded with fire, wiped his tears from the wood, and drove the lion away without saying hello. He went straight to the direction of the capital, and didn't even return to the Qiantian Courtyard of Hongye City.

What's good about that person's temple?

"...he died like that?" Han Yue suddenly asked, and Yun Zheng was submerged by gravel and covered by molten pulp. In her opinion, she can't die any more. Her heart felt as if it had been hollowed out at that moment. Whether she hated him or hated him, she didn't want him to die.

"...that kind of person..." Jing Se said half of it and suddenly stopped. People like Yun Zheng could not be understood by Han Yue. What Jing Se wants to say in his heart is, how can a person like Yun Zheng die?!

The owner of Hongye City suddenly smiled, patted Han Yue on the shoulder and said, "Good daughter, that boy is not dead. I also have a card to deal with him to relieve you."

"What? Do you still have to deal with him?" Han Yue was shocked and really felt like she didn't know her father.

Mo Feng said, "Of course, the leader of the Lions Regiment, is still in the hands of the city owner's mansion, and he can't be cured with this card. A person like him who has a life-and-death friendship is his fatal weakness.

Jing Se thought, yes, how can such a person be willing to commit a dangerous situation for the thunder hornbill that relies on him wholeheartedly? How can such a person let go of his friends with life and death?

He was lonely, but not ruthless, and this sentence suddenly came out of Jingse's heart. Then she flapped her light wings on her back and floated into the air, ready to leave.

She thought it was time to go back to the Yunhai Temple. Although the experience these days was short, it made her feel a little tired. It's funny to think about it. My father once advised himself not to come before leaving. He said that the tear only belongs to those who should have it, and advised himself not to be delusional. At that time, I didn't want to listen and argued that as long as I got it, I was the one who should have it. Now it seems that my father is right.

No matter how powerful the cultivation is, it is impossible to get anything and do whatever you want. A person like Yun Zheng is as strong as his spiritual power. If he is alive, I'm afraid that his father will definitely include him in the divine house. A genius with a strong spiritual talent, how can Yunhai Shenyuan give up ignoring it?

Jing Se kept his promise and ordered Han Yue to go to the Yunhai Temple in the capital to join himself after January. He also went to Liangzhou City in advance and flew away.

Commander Fu, who missed his cultivation, continued to stay in the city master's mansion without Mo Feng's eviction order. In this battle, the Lei family's robbers and bandits were completely destroyed, and Yangwei Villa also left the only remaining oriental chronicles. The two powerful cards of the city lord's black cavalry team and the patrol team were also clean. Mo Feng needed to lead such a person to rebuild a devilish warrior team for him.

Besides, due to the collapse of the power of the Lei family and the heavy damage of Yangwei Villa, there will be a short power vacuum in this area. With the help of such a demon thugs, the city lord's mansion is just involved in the invasion.

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The collapsed gravel and the molten slurry rolled down together, and Yun Zheng and his spirit beasts were protected by a strange force. This power comes from around the river of molten pulp under the ground, but is guided by the teardrops in his palm. The powerful power boundary opened a safe space and escorted the clouds and spirit beasts to fall to a stone platform.