Chapter 30 Untitled
The emperor's anger bleed thousands of miles in the sky and the earth collapsed. Now the anger of the blue sky and bright sun made the whole continent begin to tremble. The riot of the aura of heaven and earth, the rupture of the rules of heaven and earth, the cracks in the sky are proof of this. Countless cracks spread on the earth and destruction occurred in countless cities. The cherry blossoms fluttered all over the sky in the cherry blossom mountains and were torn apart by the wind.
The divine religion, including the great gods and the masters on the five gods, all kneel down and pray that Qingtian Haoyang will not drop disaster to the world. The appearance of the Taoist temple is calm and sloppy and the drunkards are afraid because this is the power of heaven. This is the power of the real master of the world.
After the college, Taizu was afraid that there would be a sense of powerlessness in his heart for the first time, because it was the power of heaven. How could they fight against it? However, the teacher was still looking at the books in his hand and let the skill of the waterfall wet his clothes.
"I'm afraid, how can I fight?" The teacher whispered to Taizu and said to everyone in the Song Dynasty, and then waved his hand gently.
The master waved his hand and no one saw it, but everyone felt it, but some people felt vague and some people felt more real, such as the master, such as the patriarch. After the master's hand fell, the sky returned to clear and the earth healed as if nothing had happened. It was just that the dead person confirmed that everything was not illusory.
The disaster came and went quickly, so not many people died. Maybe it was just the practitioners who fought and couldn't bear the power of heaven. The Lord felt that it was the power of the master. He just didn't expect that the teacher would be so strong. Since it could restore the world to calm, but then he realized that the teacher belonged to the red. It is not surprising that the dust and Qingtian Haoyang is a split.
"You are stronger than before." Li Zizi whispered in the hall that only Xiao Qing and the teacher in the back of the college.
The teacher smiled at the waterfall and said, "It's you who are weak like Hongchen for too long, and the Hongchen in your body makes you weak"
Of course, the teacher's words were returned to Li Zizi, who was also his own disciple. Taizu could not hear it because he was next to the teacher. He and Xiao Qing knew that this was a conversation between the teacher and Qingtian Haoyang, but what they were even more shocked was that since they knew each other and seemed to be old friends.
Taizu is not a person of thousands of years. He just created the Song Dynasty in 500 years. It was the last blood of the Qin Dynasty, but Xiao Qing did not move her to experience reincarnation. She understood and then realized the identity of the teacher and was surprised.
"He's not dead," Xiao Qing said in surprise.
After hearing this, Li Zizi didn't say anything but smiled at the corners of his mouth. If he really died so easily, he was not him. Xiao Qing saw that he didn't reply and didn't ask because it was disrespectful.
The moment of disaster between heaven and earth did not make Tuo Tian and Tuo Man in the deep snow forest care about the sixth realm of their identity. Although they were surprised, the battle in front of them was more important. Tuo Man believed that he had his own teacher and everything was fine, and Tuo Tian's self-confidence to fight against his faith against Huang Tian and Bai Yang for thousands of years.
When the rising sun rose to drive the night, the battle between the two was still continuing the destroyed trees and the snow-covered land was extremely clear in Haoyang. The iron knives of the two were still sharp and the blood stains on the surface of the knife, which made the iron knife show more horrible. The aura between the days of drinking blood was replaced by a vacuum.
The blood from the corners of Tuoman's mouth fell into the ground, which seemed particularly enchanting. The knife marks extending from Tuo Tian's left shoulder to his right waist were even more horrible, but only his clothes had a large amount of blood. At this point, there was little true qi left in the meridians of the two people, and it was obvious that the two of them had gasped.
It's just a reason why it still hasn't stopped, because the victory or defeat of this battle is the victory or defeat between the college and the true god alien race, which means that the college can give up the challenge with Qingtian Haoyang or the challenge of the real god alien race. They all want to pull Qingtian Haoyang down from the throne in the kingdom of God to let him know that he is not the real master of the world.
The practitioners of the real gods and aliens around the black stone tablet on the snowy mountains are still dancing. The patriarch is still watching the battle, but he did not dare to take action because the blow of the teacher's injury also made him understand the strength of the teacher. The ordinary people of the true gods on the Arctic Plain are still praying that there is no rest from the night. It seems that the battle will not end. They won't end.
"You have doubts," Tuo Man suddenly said in the fight.
After listening to it, Tuo Tian was stunned and then reacted. After seeing Tuo Man, he could not stop and dodge, so he could only use his body to block and then fight back. However, at the moment when the iron knife approached, a figure flashed in Tuo Tian's mind and then directly hit by Tuo Man, the iron knife in his hand and fell into the earth.
Tuo Man stood in the distance and calmly looked at Yan Hong, who wiped the corners of Tuo Tian's mouth and said, "Your heart is unstable. Let's fight again next time." After that, he ignored Tuo Tian turned around and entered the deep forest and disappeared.
Tuo Tian looked at the distant Tuo Man and was stunned, and then the figure in his mind appeared again. It was a girl in an ordinary beast's clothes. It's just that such a girl disturbed Tuotian's heart at the most critical moment, which made him fail. After looking at it, the old patriarch on the snowy mountain sighed slightly and then left.
Those practitioners of the true gods stopped and then spread on the Far North Plain to pray that the people returned to the snow house to rest.
At this moment, Tuo Tian looked at the figure with tears slowly in the corners of his eyes and a painful expression on his face. "Why, why?" Tuo Tian shouted in his heart that he was confused and he was afraid.
On the island, she accompanied him to practice for countless years and finally became the young patriarch. It was only when he became the young patriarch, she also died because of an accident. He cried and he was in pain. He felt guilty. In the end, the patriarch closed his heart and let him forget her.
Tuo Tian trembled step by step and walked to the iron knife. Although the memory of her was sealed, he vaguely remembered that the iron knife was sent by her, but the first battle and the last blow had made him lose his body and aura. When his hand was about to touch the handle of the knife, Tuo Tian fainted and fell on the loess.
The snow once again covered up the earth and the iron knife. During the period when no one came to help here, it was the cruelty of the true god alien race. There was no word of help in the true god alien race because they didn't need them to feel that it was an obstacle and obstruction to make them stronger.
Ye Wudao, dressed in a Taoist robe, came to Tuotian from the quiet and distant footsteps in the deep snow forest. At this time, Tuotian had been buried by the snow, and only the weak breath proved that he was still alive. Ye Wudao stood there and looked at Tuo Tian holding a black wooden card in his hand, and Tuo Tian's mind was still in the memory of the island with him.
Ye Wudao turned around and left without hesitation or pity where he threw the black wooden card in his hand. After completing the task given to him by Qingtian Haoyang, he had no reason to continue to stay with this loser.
The black wooden card fell in Tuotian's hand and saw that the original plain black wooden card emitted black light after touching Tuotian's hand. The light was not big enough to illuminate the surroundings and made the deep snow forest that was supposed to turn black in the daytime into black, and the originally clean white snow became black snow.
"Remember that failure is not terrible, what you are afraid of is lack of courage." The girl in her mind slowly disappeared after saying that.
Tuo Tian watched the girl disappear without words. He was just very calm as if he had known the ending, but the last sentence also gave Tuo Tian some kind of courage and power. The snow covered his whole body. Tuo Tian grabbed the black wooden card and then got up and looked around and picked up the iron knife to think about the snowy mountain.
Every step of Tuotian's breath, he strives to be an afterlife, innate, cave, fate, magic change, and then break through to the unspeakable realm. At the same time, Tuo Man, who is in a certain place in the wilderness, breaks through the seventh realm, which represents the last realm of secularism.
Lu Xiaoxiao in the college smiled and looked at the northern teacher who was still silently reading. Taizu closed his eyes and refreshed. In the Taoist temple, the calm and terrible sloppy Taoist man leaned against the wall and the drunkard was drunk. The patriarch on the snowy mountain smiled in the stone house and was happy that Tuotian entered the seventh realm, which was also the black wooden card.
"You don't worry," Lu Xiaoxiao appeared in the deep snow forest and looked at Ye Wudao and said.
"You, me, Tuo Tian, Tuo Man and those old monsters are all in the seventh realm, but our Taoist gate is still the strongest." Ye Wudao said and disappeared.
Lu Xiaoxiao smiled but worried because the Taoist door is still the strongest for the world, because the seventh realm has the most unspeakable proportion of Taoism.