Nightfall

The bridge has not been broken. The majestic power from the temple of light on the top of Taoshan came to Qianping, pouring into the body of the Tsing Yi little servant. In a very short time, his breath took place. The amazing change has changed from ordinary people to extremely powerful practitioners, and the realm of cultivation is constantly improving, and instantly reached the peak of destiny, and even continued to advance until it reached the five realms!

The little man in Tsing Yi lowered his head, his body was radiant, and he couldn't see his face. The people in front of the altar didn't know who he was, and they didn't understand that it was the teaching of the apocalyptic magic power. The body, and actually came one after another, does not seem to be cut off!

The power that does not belong to the world enters a common human being, causing a very strong sense in the world, a wave that is invisible to the naked eye, emanating from the body of Tsing Yi Xiaogu, spreading everywhere in the world to Changan. Minshan until it reaches the farthest North Sea.

There is no doubt that this is the greatest apocalypse in the history of spiritual practice!

The Apocalyptic Realm is a great magical power above the Five Realms, and it often appears only in the legends of the Xiling Canon and the stories passed down by word of mouth. Ordinary people should not say that they have seen it or even heard it.

Today, the guests who came to Taoshan to participate in the Light Festival, or powerful practitioners, or the nobles in the red dust, have some knowledge of these secrets. Some people even saw the Apocalypse in person, but they never imagined it. Apocalypse can last so long, why is Haotian so generous to that person?

Sang Sang stood on the terrace of the Temple of Light and looked at the cliff with flowing clouds, very angry, because that force was constantly leaving from her tall body and falling into the body of the man in front of Taoshan.

She is in the world, this apocalypse is naturally grand, as to why there is such a picture, no one in the world understands, she understands, because this has happened before.

In the deep winter many years ago, in Chang'an City, she had not yet woken up and was the man's maidservant. When the man and Xiahou decisively battled, she stood on a snow cliff by the snowy lake with a **** umbrella. That night he wanted to sing to her, and she opened all her soul to him, and then she began to sing to Xuehu and listen to him.

Today she doesn't want to sing to him, but if he wants to listen, he can listen.

Her power entered the man's body, and a bridge was built between her and him, which made her feel extremely angry. Although this did not exceed her calculations, she was still angry.

After coming to the world, she wanted to cut off the dust and cut off all connections with that human being, so she did n’t go to Chang’an, she did n’t go to see him, but what happened at this time proved that even if she looked already Cut off everything with him, no longer feel each other, but as long as she really started singing, then he is the only listener, because from a long time ago, she is his destiny.

At the moment of the Apocalypse, she met him again, and it was difficult to separate again. She knew what he was thinking, and he could know what she was thinking. He and she seemed to become a separate world again.

Sang Sang on the snow lake gave his life and soul to that person, willingly, but she in the temple of light was extremely angry and disgusted.

There was a thunderstorm in her eyes, and she waved her hand like a knife to cut off the bridge. The power in her body no longer continued to be transported under the Taoshan Mountain, but she could not cut the dust edge.

She felt the past that only she and he understood, and felt his breath, and her face became pale, not knowing whether it was because of the passing of power or because of anger.

For some reason, she didn't want to kill him for the time being, so she met and met several times in Taoshan these days. She was angry and disgusted, so the sky and earth changed color. There was a storm coming from thousands of miles, and the Xiling Temple was shaken. Emotions, but at this time she can no longer control, she just wants to kill him in the shortest time, no matter whether the floods are raging or the disaster is gone, she just wants him to die.

But before killing him, she has to do one thing first.

She would rub the sword behind her into scrap copper.

The sword came down from the mountain.

This is Liu Bai's sword.

The strongest sword in the world.

She has been looking down at the mountain angrily, ignoring the sword.

Because this sword couldn't get close to her.

Liu Bai's sword is now quietly parked in the air behind her.

At noon, the autumn light spilled from the open, illuminating the temple of light. When the light passed through the space between the sword and her, it was slightly bent, so that the space in front of the sword front was slightly depressed.

If you look closely, you will find that Liu Bai's sword is not static, but is moving at a high speed at an unimaginable speed, but she can't pierce the space in front of her!

Movement and stillness are strangely integrated, this picture is very strange.

There is an invisible and transparent barrier that protects her body like a ball and isolates her from this world. No one can enter her world except that one.

This is a space that she condenses with rules. It is tens of thousands of times more powerful than the field opened up by human practitioners, because no other independent world is allowed in Haotian ’s world, but this space is different from Haotian ’s world. Coming from the same source, although they are not connected, but they are intimately connected, they can continue to regenerate new forces. Compared with it, the independent space formed by Yu curtain with cicada wings in the battle of Chang'an appears so weak.

Her small world is the space itself, and Liu Bai ’s sword has transformed the space behind her. I can imagine how terrifying this sword is, but even so, it still cannot enter!

She turned to look at the sword that seemed quiet, but in fact shivered at high speed and held out her hand.

If she wants, it is the star in the night vault, which can be taken off just by reaching out.

Not to mention that this is just a sword in the world.

At this moment, an autumn wind blew into the Temple of Light.

Today, Taoshan Light Festival, the quiet temple is no one, she is not human.

With this autumn wind, a man came to the temple.

Liu Bai.

Before her finger touched Jian Feng, his hand held the hilt.

He looked at him quietly, and his right hand flicked forward.

She didn't expect him to be able to appear on Taoshan, so after returning to the world on her face, the first solemn expression in the true sense, her brows frowned slightly.

The moment before, Liu Bai was still in the Southern Jin Dynasty. He came to appear in the Temple of Light. Although he is the strongest sword saint in the world, he can't be far away, so how did he come?

She glanced at Liu Bai and saw the ancient sword, so she understood it.

There was a crackling sound, echoing in the quiet temple.

The reason why the glazed lamp in Xuankong Temple is broken, the inkstone in Zhishouguan is broken, and the bones in the gate of Mozong Mountain cracked the iron block on the mountain furnace after the academy, it is because of these unknown places , Witnessed the style of Liu Bai's sword with his own eyes.

His sword can pierce the gap between heaven and man, so the human voice is harmonious.

A small gap appeared in the small world in front of her.

The invisible barrier formed by the most basic spatial rules was punctured by Liu Bai's sword.

Xueliang's sword edge advanced an inch forward, an inch closer to her body.

Then the inch Xu Jianfeng began to corrode at a rate visible to the naked eye.

She looked at him quietly and slowly extended her fingers.

Liu Bai is unknown, why can he come to Taoshan instantly?

Because his sword can travel thousands of miles.

And now he is his own sword.

When his hand held the hilt, he could pierce her small world.

Because he was not stabbing with the sword in his hand, but the sword with his heart.

He had an ancient sword in his heart. The sword once slaughtered the golden dragon on the wasteland and beheaded the god. Today he became one with him and came to her.

She confirmed that Liu Bai is the strongest person in the world.

But she was still expressionless, and Zhong Zhi was about to destroy the sword in his heart.

Because she is the rule of this world, even if Liu Bai's sword can pierce the space between heaven and man, and pierce the space, she still has time, eternal and cold time.

At this moment, an iron arrow shot at her back without whistling, because the speed of this iron arrow was too fast to even ignore the distance of space.

The bridge was severed by her.

The majestic power that fell from the Temple of Light to the front of Taoshan, finally stopped falling.

The grandest apocalypse in this practice history comes to an end.

Tsing Yi Xiaoyu raised his head, at this time his body was completely filled with the purest and sacred divine power. Every breath and even every pore was overflowing with pale white light.

People still couldn't see his face clearly, but he could clearly feel the horror that he exuded, and the little servants beside him fled in panic.

Tsing Yi Xiaoyu raised her right foot, and then fell.

The bluestone slabs on the soles of the feet shattered, cracking the field for a long time, and the front hill of Taoshan shook slightly, as if an earthquake had occurred, and all the people near him were knocked to the ground.

The dirt tipped over, and an iron bow appeared in his hand.

This iron bow has never been as successful as it is today. The strong bow string was pulled to the extreme by his two arms, even making people feel as if they might break at any time.

The string bends like a full moon.

He thought in silence, and now he can finally describe it with a full moon.

On the bow like a full moon is a dark iron arrow.

The cold arrow clusters are aimed at the high **** above the Taoshan Qianping.

The shrine has thousands of veils and a radiance.

The figure in the shrine seemed extremely tall.

The string sounded.

The iron arrow swiftly moved forward, and the arrow shaft and the diamond inlaid at the bow were rubbed violently ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The rune on the iron arrow was completed.

The iron arrow came out of the bow, and the tail of the arrow brought a terror turbulence.

Then disappeared.

Just as the string sounded, there were countless shocking shouts around the altar.

"Ning Que!"

"Yuan Thirteen Arrows!"

The people around the altar were still unable to see the face of Tsing Yi Xiaoyu, but they saw the iron bow, so they knew who he was, because there was only one such bow in the world.

This iron bow belongs to Ning Que.

The Academy is rather lacking.

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