Chapter 077 Tongtian Peak

"God's realm, nothing can be broken!"

The old man did not retreat half a step. He stood in front of Su Sangu's sword and knotted his hands. In an instant, his back suddenly burst into gold, and his whole body suddenly took off. In an instant, he jumped to dozens of meters high. This jump dodged Su San's ten thousand sword.

But the old man dodged, and Nie Fan, who stood behind the old man, suffered. Facing the sword spirit of an eternal sword that was several feet high and magical, Nie Fan's body of less than two meters seemed a little small.

For this sword, Nie Fan could not avoid it 100%, but he was not ready to dodge, because the old man had told him before that he would not let him go five steps away. This must also be the reason, and he was worried that the war would affect him.

Sure enough, when the extraordinary magic of the eternal sword hit about two meters in front of Nie Fan, there was a loud noise and exploded like a bomb, but Nie Fan was not injured at all. At the moment when the sword gas exploded about two meters in front of him, a golden light mask appeared and resisted all the outbreaks. .

Although it was expected, Nie Fan still took a breath and relaxed slightly in his heart. Just now, the heolent magic spirit rushed to him in a general way like a soul. When he rushed two meters in front of him, he could obviously feel that a gloomy air came to his face and drilled into the bone in an instant, which was a kind of soul. Shock and fear.

However, Nie Fan, the old man's magical power, has seen it. With the defense he has arranged, Su San's eternal sword can't help it, and Nie Fan has not been damaged.

"Hmm! Finally dodged!" Su San sneered, and his disdainful look overflowed with words.

"Your three moves can't help me, and it's my turn to return your three moves!" At this time, the old man standing in the air is completely a solemn appearance of the ancient god of war, powerful and domineering, full of sacred atmosphere, like an ancient god.

"God's sanctions, all demons are killed, God's punishment!" The old man's voice muttered, but it was like thunder, rolling from the sky.

A dry palm fell from the sky, big and small, like a five-finger mountain, pressing down on Su San's head.

Su San looked up at the old man's palm and finally showed a look of fear, but soon he clenched his teeth. The magic sword in his hand turned up, raised his head and spit out a mouthful of blood, spraying on the sword front. Suddenly, the magic spirit wrapped around the blade of the sword became more vigorous and surging, rolling around the blade. Roaring, like a hellish ghost breaking free from the repression of hell.

"The magic dragon ascends to the sky, irresistible! Ancient ghosts, gather together with a sword!"

Suddenly, Su San suddenly flew straight to the sky, and the sword was facing up, and he actually wanted to confront the old man.

The old man didn't look at it, didn't stop, and slapped it down.

A sword.

One palm.

At a certain moment, where the wind and clouds surged, they docked together. In an instant, a loud noise rang between heaven and earth, deafening. Nie Fan, who was watching the battle not far away, only felt that his eardrums were shaken slightly, and the airflow in the air in the middle of the front also affected, dancing like a silver snake. At this moment, there was a huge roar In the sound, after a moment, Nie Fan felt that this small world had entered a completely quiet and sealed space. There was no sound, and he could only see the airflow caused by the old man and Su San's move in mid-air.

The sand and gravel, a hurricane more violent than the storm released by Su San just now, blew towards Nie Fan, and the vision gradually blurred.

"Boom!"

Another loud noise, the world seemed to return to normal, and Nie Fan also came to his senses. At this time, there were two loud noises in front of him. Nie Fan only saw the fire flashing twice in mid-air, and did not see what was going on.

Then, there was a bang in front of him, as if one of the people fighting at high altitude fell to the ground.

Nie Fan's heart tightened and couldn't help worrying. He kept waving his hands, trying to push away the smoke in front of him and see the situation in front of him.

At this moment, Su San's voice suddenly came from the void: "I can probably guess your identity. I won't forget today's kindness and resentment like this. Take care of yourself."

"Senior?!" Nie Fan tightened his heart and shouted loudly.

"Cough..." A cough came from not far away, "smoky miasma, alas."

"Wow." The old man waved his arm, and the smoke around him suddenly disappeared clean, and his sight returned to clarity.

At this time, the old man was still sickly, with a rickebodied body and turbid eyes, and walked slowly towards Nie.

At this time, Nie Fan also completely saw the surrounding situation. He saw that a large number of trees in front of him collapsed, and the ground also fell down several places, emitting a trace of black smoke.

"Senior, are you all right?" Nie Fan quickly came forward and asked the old man.

"It's okay. It's just a human who fell into the devil's way. It's not enough to hurt me. This time, I also let him go. I hope he can take care of himself. I don't think he makes me take care of himself. It seems that I'm letting the tiger back to the mountain." The old man shook his head with some regret.

Nie Fan didn't know what to say, so he was silent.

"Let's go there and talk." The old man said and walked towards the undestroying forest.

Nie Fan followed closely.

Through a forest, Nie Fan saw a large blue sky and a large sea of clouds under the blue sky.

"Is this the peak of a mountain?" Nie Fan couldn't help asking.

This is an open space, with green grass underfoot, leisurely woods behind, and a vast sea of clouds ahead.

"Yes, this is a mountain peak in the center of Wanmo Mountain, called 'Tongtianfeng'. It is said that there were gods here, but I think this legend is fake, but this is really a good place. Standing on the top of the mountain, that is, at our feet, you can see the small mountains."

While the old man spoke, he and Nie Fan had already walked to a cliff. The vision suddenly opened, the sea of clouds was vast, and the sky was high and the clouds were thick. Looking around, there were mountains at his feet, and there were plains and mountains in the distance, and the vast sky was boundless.

Nen Fan stood here and suddenly felt comfortable. This is a sense of achievement of standing high. From time to time, there will be loud and long strange calls from the dark mountains under his feet, like ape singing, like horse singing. With the scenery in front of him, it adds a bit of nature.

"Do you know the war between gods and demons many years ago?"

The old man suddenly asked.

"I know that the prodigy rebelled against the party and colluded with the demon clan, causing the prodigy's base camp to be broken by the demon clan, and the prodigy was defeated and ruined." Nie Fan replied truthfully, which was also what he saw on the game's official website.

"Do you think the Protoss still have a chance to return home and re-enter the altar?" The old man squinted at the distant sky, put his hands behind him, and asked indifferently.

"That's for sure." Nie Fan said without hesitation and was extremely sure.

"Why are you so sure?" The old man turned his head and looked at Nie Fan and asked.

"Evil is better than good, and darkness is by no means eternal." Nie Fan hooked the corners of his mouth and smiled and said that whether it was a TV series or a movie he had seen since he was a child, the ending was a victory for the righteous side, without exception.