Way of Choices

The beast tide is like the sea, the shadows are covered, the seven with folded sleeves are running, and they keep running in the opposite direction. The seven hold the weak spirit and keep guiding, correcting the direction he occasionally goes wrong, but this grassland There is a problem with the space and time in it, and there is no way to run out even if the sleeves are folded quickly, so after a little distance from the shadow, he stopped and took a rest, thinking about what he should do later, just At this time, ten thousand sword lights appeared in the grassland sky-Jianhai appeared on the grassland behind them.

Qijian looked at the scene on his shoulder, shocked and speechless, and his body became extremely stiff.

"What happened?" Folded sleeves asked.

Seven voices shuddered and said: "It seems... it seems that Jian Chi is now alive."

Folding his sleeves in silence, he said, "Go on."

The battle between the beast tide and Wan Jian in the grassland did not affect them in the distance. The magnificent pictures, after being described by seven monotonous verbal descriptions, became a lot of boredom, and the folding sleeves still listened very seriously because he Knowing that these movements may be the last chance for the two of them to leave the grassland alive, and when Wan Jian volleyed into a golden dragon and directly swallowed the golden-winged Dapeng, he accurately captured a key point in the description of the seven.

"The sword at the front... is a short sword?"

The seven rooms were seriously injured, and they had been fleeing in the grassland for many days. They were already weak. If they were not trying to show the sleeves, she might be comatose at any time, but she practiced kendo since her childhood, and her eyes were like swords of wisdom. Things are clearly seen, and they say yes.

Hearing her words, Folded Sleeve did not hesitate to pick her up again and continue to walk in the direction away from the battlefield.

Qijian asked: "Do you recognize the origin of the sword?"

Folded sleeves said: "That is Chen Changsheng's sword."

The seven rooms were puzzled and said in surprise: "Is it Chen Changsheng? Then... shall we not help?"

She saw clearly that although the dagger successfully defeated the golden-winged Dapeng bird with Wan Jian, it was obviously about to fail. If Chen Changsheng really fought the Demon deep in the grassland, he folded his sleeves as How can his companions ignore it?

Listening to her doubts, the pace of folding sleeves has not slowed down, but has become faster, saying: "If he can solve that problem, we don't need our help. If he can't solve it, we can only buy some time, then we turn around. Going back is a waste of the chance he gave us to live."

Qijian grew up in Jianzong Lishan, accustomed to helping each other with each other, never giving up, and some could not understand his way of thinking about problems. Just wanting to argue a few words, listening to the folding sleeve, he continued without emotion. If I was there to fight the Demon Race, Chen Changsheng carrying Xu Yourong here, I believe he will not look back."

Listening to this sentence, the seven rooms were still somewhat unacceptable, but after all they were silent. Because she said that Chen Changsheng would choose this way, and compared her relationship with him and Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong, it made her wonder how to answer the call.

She folded her sleeves and continued to run towards the outside of the grassland in her sight. At this moment, a clear light fell into the sky. The next moment, the debris of the sky fell on the grassland. An explosion occurred, a gust of wind hit, and a strong shock directly knocked them down in the water and grass.

Folded sleeves stood up hard from Shuibo Li and asked, "What's the situation?"

Qijian looked at the sky in the distance, and said pale: "It seems...the sky is about to collapse."

Folded sleeves remained silent for a while, carried her from the grass and continued to run out of the grassland.

It was indeed the sky about to collapse. Countless violent energy storms swept through the entire grassland. Then it was easy to tear the ban on the edge of the grassland. Going to other places in Zhouyuan, there were terrible tears everywhere. The world looked at it Came to the brink of destruction.

Folded sleeves and Qijian are very lucky. They were not hit by an energy storm brought by a clear light along the way. More fortunately, the sky collapsed by the Tianshubei in the world directly destroyed all the prohibitions on the grassland, and the time flow rate in different areas disappeared. , The division between spaces also disappears.

They ran all the way like this, ran out of the sunless grassland, and came to the bottom of Muyu.

It was still night in Zhouyuan, Muyu reflected the light of the round of light in the distance, but it was not as quiet as usual. The energy storm brought by the heavenly book has swept here, and the boulders on the cliff of Muyu fell off, as if just now There was a terrible earthquake, and the earthquake is still happening.

Seven rooms endured the pain in the lower abdomen and the role of drugs, and supported the spirit, guiding the way for the folded sleeves among the mountains and rocks. Folded sleeves again animalized, sharp claws penetrated deeply into the ground, leaped between the steep cliffs, and dangerously avoided several landslides, and finally came to a garden on the edge of Zhou Garden.

When the seven rooms saw a woman wearing the priestly costume of the 13th priest, the breath that she had been holding tightly blew out instantly, and she couldn't bear it anymore and passed out.

This is Panshanlin language, a place where human practitioners gather. For those who have entered the grasslands that do not fall into the sun, Chen Changsheng and others, the time has passed dozens of days and nights. For human practitioners here, time It hasn't been too long, of course, it was long enough for them.

Because of the Mozu conspiracy, Zhou Yuan was extremely chaotic. People wanted to leave, but could not leave. Time was very difficult for them. At this time, the terrifying shock from the deep grassland and those more terrible energy storms, then They made them feel the danger of death directly, the garden was in chaos, there were anxious interrogations, and there were many desperate shouts. They didn’t know when Zhou Yuan’s door could open, or whether Zhou Yuan was right. It will really be destroyed.

Zhou Yuan is a small world with a very complex structure. There is a large area on the side of the cliff. The large lake has been restored to tranquility. The blood of the double passengers of Nanke has been cleaned by the lake. The sinister sword The blood that shed while wearing the seven belly was also covered by the gravel by the lake.

Liang Xiaoxiao and Zhuang Huanyu were standing by the lake. They didn't look at each other or talk. They were expressionless, but they represented very different emotions. Looking at the ominous blood red in the distant sky, feeling the shock from the depths of the lake, Liang Xiaoxiao glanced at Zhuang Huaiyu and said, "Go out alive first, and then say something else."

The dense fog outside Hanqiu City was still there. Although it was at night, the rainbow from thousands of miles away was still dazzling. The final disorder had long since disappeared, but there was no way to go back to the end of time to make it disappear. The invisible Zhouyuan gate in the dense fog is still closed, and I don’t know when it will open.

Zhu Luo stood at the forefront of Yelin, looking at the rainbow in the fog, his expression was cold, and I wondered what to think.

As one of the strongest human beings, he has no idea how many winds and rains he has seen in his life, whether it is cold wind, bitter rain or **** rain, like the Mozu sneaked into Zhou Garden and cut off the connection between the garden and the park, although it made him a little Shocked, but it's actually not a big deal. Under his auspices, many priests of the national religion and the strong men of Tianliang County are using some kind of formation to repair the rainbow at the gate of Zhouyuan, looking at the space in the fog. The degree of distortion should be successful after a while, but... at that moment, he felt something very bad. What seemed to happen in Zhou Yuan was about to collapse.

Like a strong man of his rank, he has a profound understanding of the laws of space. He knows that any small world has collapsed or disappeared at the moment, even if it is the Middle-earth continent or after tens of thousands of years, it will disappear, but... The small world that has been discovered and used must be a relatively stable and solid space, as is the green leaf world of the Pope’s adults, and the same is true of Zhou Du|Fu’s Zhou Yuan. Years, why now suddenly have signs of collapse?

No one can destroy a world by his own power, even a small world, he can’t, the pope can’t, Zhou Du|hu can’t, the power that can destroy the world can only be the world itself, if Zhou Yuan wants to collapse, the reason It must be in Zhou Yuan itself, or some kind of power beyond space.

Juluo thought of the rumor, his expression became more and more cold, like a frost.

I don't know when, Mei Lisha came beside him. The old face of the bishop has always been habitually tired, but at this time he can only see the worry, his eyes are still narrowed, but as long as those who stand closer, they can definitely clearly perceive the two Chill in the eyes.

He asked dumbly, "How long will it take to reopen Zhou Yuan's door?"

Zhu Luo exuded his consciousness and perceived the degree of space distortion in the dense fog with the means of holes and gave a relatively accurate judgment: "It should be able to open before early morning."

Mei Lisha's eyes narrowed more and more, and said, "No, it's too slow."

Even in the face of the peerless strongman of the series such as Bafangfengyu, his words are still so direct, even full of oppression.

Zhu Luo looked at the southern sky at the beginning of the rainbow and said, "We have done all the things we can do. If we want to be faster, we have to look at Lishan."

Mei Lisha understood what he meant, looking at the steep mountain in the south that he could not actually see, and said nothing. No one noticed that his hand was trembling gently in the sleeve of the robe. Naturally, no one could hear the voice of the old man with high moral integrity: Chen Changsheng, you can’t die.

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This rainbow, which is thousands of miles away, is not Zhou Yuan’s key. If you want to describe it more precisely, the rainbow is the action of the key to open Zhou Yuan, and the black robe uses the square plate to affect this rainbow to make Zhou Yuan’s door. Temporarily closed, in fact, the moment the key was inserted into Zhou Yuan's lock, something was put into the keyhole.

The key to Zhou Yuan has been away from the mountain from beginning to end. In the cave house at the highest point of the highest peak of the mountain, it is also the place where the rainbow was born. Along with a squeak, the door of the cave house was pushed open, and an old man with a fairy bone came out, stroking the handle of the sword, his eyes were calm like a lake, but there were thousands of swords in the lake. Head of Zong.

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