Nightfall

Compared with the dazzling Yokogi, Long Qing gradually disappearing into the night is like a small stain, but in the eyes of the master, Long Qing is actually more dangerous, of course, he will not ignore standing The former Hengmu, the academy used to be an enemy of Haotian, does not mean that Haotian will be despised.

The teenager dressed in Tsing Yi is the most beautiful petal in the blossoms formed by the spring rain. It is Haotian ’s gift left in the world. He is regarded as a legendary voter or inheritor by believers. To such a person, we must show enough attention.

Hengmu Liren showed a very powerful state, and it changed in an instant. Those Haotian Shenhui, which burned like jade pulp, returned to his body at a speed that could not be seen with the naked eye, and converged into his skin. In the body of the sword, his body and the sword did not turn black, but turned into a glass-like thing, crystal clear, and the sacred Haotian Shenhui was refracted inside, and countless light kept superimposing, becoming more and more Bright, gradually becoming the purest white, when the light suddenly burst out of the glass, what kind of terrible energy will it have?

Master's right hand is still half a foot away from the wooden stick inserted in his belt. He clearly perceives how terrible the realm that Hengmu Liren is about to perform, but it is puzzling that he kept silent and did not shoot , I do n’t know if it ’s my self-confidence as a legend, or because of the scent of wine in the night ...

Hengmu Liren's body became more and more transparent, and the knife held tightly in his hand and the twelve thin knives behind him had also turned into ice, and the pure white blazing light continued inside his body and knife. refraction. It became more and more rich, gradually approaching the ultimate limit, and a few spilled out, instantly illuminating the ruins of the imperial city under the night.

At the same time, the scent of wine flowing in the night, like these holy lights, became more and more dense, and no wind could blow it away until it became thick and insoluble.

The person looking at Hengmu covered his eyes with the pain of Shenhui's thorn. The person who smelled the wine suddenly became intoxicated. As if entering the kingdom of God, so, temporarily separated from the real world.

Brother in the real world, between holy light and intoxicating wine. The expression is gentle and gentle. No one knows what he will do next.

Before the scent of wine rose into the night. He already knew in advance, because in these past days, he has been chasing the scent of wine. Otherwise, before Liu Yiqing died, why should he say sorry?

The Xiling Temple placed such a large position in Linkang City. In addition to killing Liu Yiqing, he also wanted to take the opportunity to kill the academy's strongman. Why should he come?

Or was it because he wanted to say sorry to Liu Yiqing, so he came?

Until then, smelling the wine and looking at the white light, he suddenly found that the Xiling Temple could indeed leave himself, because the man in the night was also very fast, and Hengmu Liren was indeed beyond imagination.

The bright, splendid, eye-catching, and compelling crossbar stand in front of him. The master squinted slightly, still not nervous, just like a rural teacher looking at the tough schoolchildren.

He remembered that he had raised fish in the town many years ago. One evening, the sky was full of glow, and the water in the fish pond was so brilliant, very similar to the boy in front of him.

With some emotion, he took a step forward to the right.

The world in front of Hengmu Liren has become a bright world. The face of the scholar in his eyes has become very white, but not pale, so he suddenly became vigilant because he did not understand why the other side was not vigilant?

He is now an important figure in Daomen, and he knows many secrets, so he is sure that Mr. Dad would not dare to take action, and then he will say that sorry to Liu Yiqing. Now even if Mr. Dad has to, it is too late. The game is a chance by coincidence, even if the sky is not calculated, how can he avoid it?

No one counts the moment of that moment, just like no one knows, the moment of the beginning of all things, even Hengmu Liren himself does not know, even if he has a warning sign, he cannot stop.

At a certain moment, or the moment when Master Brother took that step forward to the right, the holiness of Haotian Divine Light broke through the shackles of his body and blade, overflowing the surface of the colored glass to the body of Master Brother.

At the next moment, the flaming Haotian Shenhui will illuminate the dark night dome, whether it is that beautiful round moon, or the everlasting sky full of stars, will be robbed of brilliance.

He will illuminate the whole world.

The whole world will also see his position clearly.

Only such a horrible divinity can burn the Mr. Academy to ashes in an instant.

The scent of wine from the night also instantly became thicker. An old wind composed of dust, no matter where it came from, was lingering around the master, and there were countless unspeakable powers hidden in between.

The elder brother still did not move and did not dodge. On the one hand, he might not be caught by the old wind, avoiding the endless brilliance of the beams. On the other hand, just a wind was not enough, he Wanting to see more, he wanted that person to show his body and be seen by the whole world like a beam.

This is a very short time segment, not a moment or a moment. It cannot be described in words at all, because nothing can be faster than light. No matter whether it is the master or the old wind source, it is impossible to compare with light. Faster, then this means that the ending is already doomed.

No one can stop all this, but someone has tried to change it.

Not because he is faster than light, but because he swallowed all the light that burst out of Hengmu's body into his body!

I don't know when, Long Qing stood in front of Hengmu Liren.

There was a layer of black mist around his body. The flaming Haotian Shenhui was constantly swallowed by the black mist. His face became very pale, and gradually emerged from the black mist, looking like a ghost!

Buzzed softly.

Haotian Shenhui, overflowing from the horde of standing people ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ was swallowed up by Longqing, and only a few wisps of divine light scattered away, and then quickly dimmed, let alone illuminate the whole world, even the willow trees on the moat None illuminated.

In front of the ruins of the imperial city, tranquility suddenly returned, and the moonlight and starlight in the night vault scattered on the ground again.

The dusty old wind slowly stopped, and the wine didn't know where to go.

Hengmu Liren looked at Long Qing in front of him, feeling the sense of dying from the dark mist and the terrifying breath, shocking his anger to an unstoppable level.

The long-awaited bright blow, combined with the legend in the night, saw that Mr. Shuyuan could be burned to ashes, but the person was destroyed by unimaginable means! He was shocked by the terrifying state displayed by Long Qing, and even more angry at the other party's behavior. What exactly did he want to do?

In such a short time, so much Haotian Shenhui was forcibly swallowed, and a strange light spot appeared on Long Qing's pale complexion, which seemed to have been seriously injured.

He lowered his head wearily, gasping for a long time, and raised his head to look at the master, staring at his eyes, and asked in a dull voice: "Ning Que ... is he looking at this all the time?" (To be continued) ...)