Way of Choices

"Why?" Xu Yourong's face was pale.

"Zhou Yuan's door is about to open." Chen Changsheng glanced at Youpeng, but said it was elsewhere.

Zhou Yuan’s reopening is of course a good thing, but there is no joy in his voice, because the collapse is still continuing. He followed Xu Yourong’s method to turn Blackstone into a heavenly stele, preventing the coming of destruction, but not enough. ——The snow mountain has begun to collapse, and the original heaven and earth giant force is silent again, but who can stop the snow that is gradually declining and getting bigger?

An energy storm came to the mausoleum, accompanied by more than ten horrible tears, the mausoleum began to vibrate violently, and several boulders above the southwest corner fell. The clear blue sky became dull because of the rupture, and there were many fragments of the sky fluttering everywhere in the strong wind, I don’t know when it would fall to the surface of the grassland, there were countless fires in the far garden, black smoke and flames everywhere, demon The beast warehouse ran away in panic, faintly able to hear a lot of howling and mourning, the world is being destroyed.

Xu Yourong stared at his eyes-she didn't have the strength to raise her hand to grab his collar, but that's what it meant-she had said before that even if these heavenly steles were to regain balance, Zhou Yuan had entered destruction Process, but if Zhou Yuan’s door is about to open soon, why not leave together, why should I go first?

"The sky is falling." He looked at her eyes and said very seriously.

"Then?" she asked seriously, looking into his eyes.

"If no one supports it, everyone will be too late to leave."

Holding a yellow paper umbrella, Chen Changsheng stood up and turned to look at her and said, "I have to stay and find a way to hold it a little longer."

Xu Yourong's trembling voice was like the lake water startled by Yu Si: "You? What... how?"

What can you do? what would you do? I don't know what she meant by this sentence.

Chen Changsheng looked at her and said honestly: "I will do it."

The Tianshubei returned to Zhouyuan, and the formation was stabilized again, winning the most precious period of time for Zhouyuan’s ****. Zhouyuan’s door was opening, but at the current speed, it is very likely to be too late. If the outsiders have no time to open Zhou Yuan, the sky will fall, and the monsters and hundreds of human practitioners living in Zhou Yuan will die under the sky.

Zhou Yuan will be destroyed, so many lives may die, the most direct reason is because he took out all the swords in the sword pool-no matter what the devil's conspiracy, the black robe's spooky layout, ignore him and her each other Saved to the depths of the grassland, not to talk about the call of the yellow paper umbrella and the sword. In short, these things are born of him, so he will naturally solve it.

He once thought that if he could not prevent the destruction of Zhou Yuan, or he could try to use the dagger to take away the human practitioners and some monsters in Zhou Yuan, but the problem is that the space of the dagger is limited, and it has already accommodated 10,000 Dao Jianjian, there is no way to take in more things. I believe that the space implement that Xu Yourong brought with him is the same.

The only thing he can do now is to make the destruction of Zhouyuan a little slower, so that the people in Zhouyuan can have time to leave. It is also the begging of Youpeng to fight for the countless monsters living on the grassland. It's possible to survive, so he has to stay, hoping to stay a little longer and try to get some time.

But... why? Xu Yourong didn't have time to ask this sentence, and was caught by You Peng's shoulders and lifted to the sky outside the tomb.

Dapeng said it can only bring one person. Chen Changsheng was too late to make a final explanation, and watched You Peng take her to fly away.

There was a violent dance around the mausoleum. Xu Yourong was very weak and could not do anything at all. He could only stare at him standing on the tomb. She took it very seriously and seemed to want to keep all his face in her mind. Looking at the smaller and smaller figure on the tomb, she shouted: "Xu Sheng, you fool."

The wind was really strong. When her voice reached the mausoleum, she was very small, but when Chen Changsheng heard it, she shouted a word to her, but the wind was really strong at this time, and she didn't hear it.

"I am not Xu Sheng, I am Chen Changsheng."

After saying this, he turned and ran towards the tomb. The mausoleum is very large, with a distance of thousands of feet from the main entrance at the end of Shinto to the highest point, and the huge rock that constitutes the body of the mausoleum is very difficult to climb. Fortunately, he has the power and speed that ordinary people can't reach, and it didn't take long. , Came to the highest point of the mausoleum.

He stood on the rock at the top of the mausoleum, looked at the falling fire in the distance, looked at the black smoke and burning garden, looked at the cracked sky and the sky that was about to collapse, and held his hand. The sword in it—naive to collapse.

Luoluo said a lot to him before.

That sentence was said by Bai Di to her: "The sky is falling, there will be a tall man standing for you."

Now he is at the highest point of the mausoleum, which is also the highest place in Zhouyuan, higher than the peak of Muyu, the closest to the sky, the farthest from the ground, and the farthest to see, so he is the tallest in Zhouyuan now. people.

The sky collapsed, of course it should be him. This has nothing to do with the statement that the greater the power, the greater the responsibility, because he thinks that this is his own responsibility, and it happens that he has this ability-who is just on the mausoleum, with an umbrella in his hand, and a sheath There are thousands of swords?

He exchanged his dagger and yellow paper umbrella. With a snort, the sharp short sword penetrated deeply into the rock to help him stabilize his body in the strong wind, and then he stretched out the yellow paper umbrella in his right toward the crumbling sky. With a bang, the yellow paper umbrella was stretched out in the gusty wind and turned into a small yellow flower that shrunk, as if it might be crushed into pieces by the hurricane at any time.

This yellow paper umbrella can be said to be the most powerful weapon in the world, coupled with the proud and powerful sky-sword intent, if it falls in the hands of a truly peerless powerhouse, it will surely bloom extremely dazzling, but …It is still impossible to hold a sky by this umbrella, even if it is only the sky of Zhou Yuan, a small world, let alone this yellow paper umbrella is in his hands, he is young Of course it is great in a generation, but in front of this sky, it is so small.

Please come out to help me. Chen Changsheng said in his heart.

This is his responsibility, so he has to support it. This seems to be the responsibility of those swords too, but those swords were originally forced to stay in Zhou Yuan, so he used an invitation.

Without any pause, with his mind, the sky around the boulder at the top of the mausoleum sounded countless fierce sword sounds, resulting in countless powerful sword winds. Go down.

Countless swords spewed out from the scabbard beside his waist!

Swish swish! The swords flew along the edge of the yellow paper umbrella, and then quickly spread out like a firework.

Wan Jian became dozens of sword lines, rising from the top of the mausoleum and falling into the sky like an umbrella bone.

This is a giant umbrella of thousands of miles.

It was opened by Chen Changsheng and held up the sky that was about to fall apart.

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