Nightfall

In the dim ruling temple, Ye Hongyu's calm voice sounded. She looked at the palm teacher Xiong Chumo, and her right hand slowly left Moyu Shenzuo, just like a boat slowly leaving the southern harbor.

"So, come on."

There is no fear in her beautiful eyebrows, and the calm emotions reveal strong self-confidence and determination to move forward. This is a desperate battle situation, and she can't let her have any despair.

Zhang Jiao, the sea, and middle-aged Taoists, standing in the three directions of the Taoist Temple, silently looking at her next to the seat of the god, such a powerful combination, there is no reason to self-doubt, even if the woman next to the Moyu seat is Yu Yu, They also have the confidence to win the other party, but they are still inevitably vigilant.

Because tonight they are the youngest adjudicating **** in the history of the Xiling Temple, and it is probably the person Taoshan is best at fighting for thousands of years. She will not win, but it is not so easy to lose.

Ye Hongyu's palm left the divine seat, and the dim light in the hall changed accordingly, as if there were thousands of rays of light like a cobweb, gently lifted by her fingers, and the moonlight and starlight spilled outside the hall were beautifully refracted. In the space of half the height of Rio, there seems to be a layer of starry ocean.

She stood in the starlight quietly, holy and beautiful like a virgin of the kingdom of God.

As the palm moves, the star's ocean gradually rises, the moonlight and starlight are more and more refracted, and finally gradually arched into a geometric shape woven by a canopy of light.

The combination of sharp lines is a sword.

She held a sword made of light. The surface of the sword was smooth, like clear lake water. The surface of the sword reflected the blood-red ruling deity robe, as if there were red fish swimming in it.

This is a virtual sword, but very real, this is her Daojian.

Outside the hall, the wind rose, the snow fluttered, and the moonlight and starlight was a little uneasy. It poured into the hall with the terrace, and touched the sword in her hand, waking the red fish in the sword.

Ye Hongyu woke up.

The first thing that woke up was her clothes.

Blood red ruling deity robe. Shivering slightly. It was like a morning safflower with too much dew.

The safflower was trembling, and she appeared in front of the sea dozens of feet away.

The object of her first shot was the sea.

Or because. This great priest from the South China Sea. It is the relatively weak one of the three enemies.

sea. The peak of Zhiming Realm is still the relatively weak one.

This fact can only make people feel more desperate.

Tonight the battle of the shrine is ruled. It's a real power fight.

For her, or a battle destined to fail.

But she still wanted to give it a try, because she was not used to admitting defeat before the battle was over, just as she said to Ning Que many years ago, since she wants to fight, she must win.

Floating in the starry sea like a blood flower, Ye Hongyu didn't think about anything, just wanted to win, and focused on a terrifying level. The picturesque eyebrows were the gods on the mountains and the black hair like waterfalls Heaviness is also like a mountain, she is admiring the dignity of the throne, carrying the river and the mountain, how magnificent.

A green mountain and a river flowed from the night sky.

Even with the realm of the sea, I feel a little shocked.

Hai wanted to avoid, but his feet were like cast iron, rooted on the smooth ground of the Taoist Temple, because he was calm and knew that he couldn't avoid it, even if he couldn't avoid it.

Ye Hongyu chose him to force him to avoid a moment.

The sea cannot be avoided and cannot be retreated, because the retreat leaves Ye Hongyu with a retreat.

Tonight is the sniping of the strongest in the Daomen against the strongest.

You can't leave the retreat, you can't leave the backward path, both against the enemy and against yourself.

Looking at the piece of river and mountains falling in the night sky, and looking at the beautiful woman in the blood painting river and mountains, the expression of the sea became very determined, and the robe burned with the sound of the cold wind.

He is a contemporary priest of the South China Sea. He inherited the mantle of the bright priest six hundred years ago. He cultivated the most profound Xiling Divine Art. At this time, he burned the most pure Haotian Shenhui.

He burned himself and turned himself into a candle, illuminating the dark temple.

Ye Hongyu came to him and came into the bright world.

She held the imaginary sword made of light, with a calm expression, without stabbing.

The divine robe on her body was light and the photos were white, so she entered the world of light, just like a scarlet bird, and cast into the forest without hesitation.

The bright world, the hot woods, there are terrible murders everywhere.

That cinnabar bird can be burnt feathers, that blood flower, may be blooming?

Ye Hongyu's expression was indifferent and disregarded, because she also burned.

The endless Haotian Shenhui spewed out from her body, penetrated the **** ruling **** robe, and broke through the sea to release Haotian Shenhui, sweeping towards the opposite side.

The woods are burning, and the vermillion birds thrown into the woods also start to burn. The wings of the woods spread out into the night sky, spitting out several tens of flames, and splashing countless Mars on the stone walls!

The petals of the blood flower turn into a transparent flame body, killing and terrifying!

Xiling Divine Art vs Xiling Divine Art!

Haotian Shenhui to Haotian Shenhui!

She is the ruling god, but she is a Taoist idiot who knows everything!

Since she was a child, she has mastered Xiling's magical skills. Haotian Shenhui has never been strange to her?

Who is better than her magic or sea magic?

They are all the pinnacles of the realm of knowledge, and they are all powerful in divinity, one is old and spicy, and the other is young and strong. If it is another moment, you can't see the answer in a short time.

But tonight's special situation-the sea is here to kill, he can't desperately, even if the expression on his face is so firm, Ye Hongyu is burning his soul and life, although there is no expression on her face.

Judging by the bright masterpiece in the temple, the temperature suddenly rose, and the tables and chairs engraved with flowers suddenly turned into ashes, and even the square of the Jade Goddess seemed to start emitting green smoke.

Instructed the expression slightly stern, took a step into the battlefield.

Middle-aged Taoist lowered his head. I don't know what to think.

There was a roar in the blazing ocean.

The howling was clear and sharp, like a kind of bird, the legendary bird.

Xiong Chumo's expression changed again.

The middle-aged Taoist still lowered his head, his face illuminated by Haotian Shenhui, his expression dignified.

Mars splashed, the flames split suddenly, a channel appeared in the sea of ​​fire, a blood-colored phoenix. It flew out of the ocean. As soon as it spread its wings, the temple began to burn.

It is ruled that there is no real phoenix in the temple, but only the purest and solemn Haotian Shenhui, who flew before Shenhui. Like a proud and violent phoenix. The expression is extremely indifferent.

Bright and subtle. The sea appeared on the ground. His face was pale, blood stains on the corners of his lips, and he had obviously been severely injured. Looking at the flaming phoenix, with admiration written on his face, there was some sympathy.

The youngest ruling in Daomen ’s history is really incredible—but because she is strong, she must die—the stronger she is, the more Daomen cannot allow her to live.

In this divine contest, the sea was defeated and injured, but Ye Hongyu also failed to achieve her goal, because the sea did not give way, she was still in the field.

She failed to knock down the weakest sea at the beginning, and she lost all the possibility of leaving, which is regrettable, but she couldn't see any regretful expression on her face.

Or, this is because Hai was not her real goal.

The fire of Haotian Shenhui, which burned the stone walls, made her graceful body a bit hot.

Or, just warm up.

Under the cover of this raging holy flame, Fengming was in the hall, and in the light and chaos, she came to Xiong Chumo in an incredible speed.

Or, this is her goal.

In the deepest part of her eyes, there are countless stars disillusioned, she can't see the picture clearly, she can't see what she is thinking.

She held the right hand of the sword, hidden between the **** ruling robes of the verdict, and could not see whether it was stiff.

She is holding a virtual sword in her hand, which is also her natal sword. When facing the sea, she has never produced a sword. At this time, she will take advantage of the situation. Will she ever produce a sword?

The next moment, her sword ... was still in the sheath. Both the sword and the sheath were fake and true. At the next moment, the sheath no longer exists, and the sword is now in front of you. That is the sword!

A sharp sword will be generated in the bright Taoist Temple, and the air in the temple will be torn apart in an instant. That sword is hidden in the peak of the Five Realms, and finally even tear the space!

The sudden rebate of her return in the air was unimaginable. The sword was extremely happy, and Liu Bai or Jun Mo, when they were full, could only be so fast.

Before Jianyi, if you change to other strong men, you will probably be cut into two sections with one sword.

But the person she was going to cut at this time was the master of the Xiling Temple, which was difficult.

Xiong Chumo's expression was awe-inspiring, her eyes shrunk into black beans, and as soon as she left the sea of ​​fire, she began to prepare. When the sword was coming, his hands were already stretched towards the night sky.

The night sky was dark and there was no light.

But the Kingdom of God is there.

Faced with a dangerous enemy like Ye Hongyu, Xiong Chumo did not hesitate, and his shot was the strongest.

Also a winner.

An extremely majestic force, a force that does not belong to the world at all, from the depths of the distant night dome, from the location of the Kingdom of God, across countless miles, through countless clouds and mountains, into his body.

Apocalypse.

Ye Hongyu's sword is already the uppermost layer of the Five Realms Peak, only one hair away from the sky.

The realm of Xiong Chumo ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ has already surpassed the five realms, coming from above the sky dome.

Even if there is only one hair, it is still the distance, which is difficult to cross.

Xiong Chumo's thin and short body suddenly became extremely powerful, like a god.

In his body, it seemed that there was endless power tumbling.

He stretched out his right palm and patted Ye Hongyu.

The ridiculous palm of a child shakes into a fan in the process of breaking the wind.

The giant fan-like palm held the flaming throat.

In the dazzling white glow of the gods, the fierce roar of fire and phoenix sounded.

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(Although it is a bit difficult to write, it is a very good start after all. I wish you all a happy holiday and a fun life, see you tomorrow.) (To be continued ...)