Chapter 38

In the devastated city of Guangzhou, the blood rain is still falling, the thunder and lightning, and the nine death bells of heaven and earth ring in everyone's mind!

Vast, sad, that is the sigh of the road!

Ordinary people feel the earth shaking sound outside the house, and tremble in fear at home!

Gods fight, ordinary people are doomed to even watch the qualification are not!

All of a sudden, the broken street became quiet, and the sky light column which was straight into the sky disappeared. Only a ball of countless stars and sand stood in the center, emitting a fascinating star halo, which cut off all the people's eyes.

Liang penggang, who came out of the cage of Lei Shui, wanted to return to Zhao Yu. Three swords were erected in front of him at the same time. Three Taoist Masters in blue robes blocked his way from different angles!

Everyone is holding their breath and waiting for the moment when the star sand disperses. After all, Zhao Yutu Sheng, the great grandson of the emperor, or both, will die together!

But the star sand is not willing to disperse, still stands silently!

Soon, someone couldn't help it!

"Yunyan's traitor dares to assassinate His Highness the great Xia emperor in the street. He deserves to die. I'm sorry for Yuan's delay in rescuing his highness. Let's arrest the traitor!" A strong voice from the other side of the city, from far and near, the moment has arrived!

After the comer, the soul of the road emerges. The rain from heaven and earth gathers into a giant water giant. His face is fuzzy, but he wears a crown. The giant hands clench his hands and raises them over his head. He smashes the ball composed of star sand with one fist!

Yipin Dao soul, Donghai water king!

Shanhaibang tenth, haicuozong, Yuanjiang!

Haicuozong, one of the top ten sects in Daxia, was the sharpest sword cultivated by Empress Wu. At this time, Yuan Jiang showed his fangs without hesitation. With one hand, he gave a full blow. The king of water raised his head and let out a silent roar. The air under his fists began to vibrate, even with a piercing roar!

Li Chunfeng, the supervisor at the lower level of the Shenjing temple, changed his face. He patted the bronze Museum beside him. Then he lifted the coffin to his shoulder. He was preparing for the next step. However, he found a withered hand pressed on the coffin cover. He pressed it gently, but it seemed that it was heavier than Mount Tai! Bronze coffin can't move half a minute!

The old eunuch came to sitianjian again after the last mountain and sea map!

Under the two fists of Shuijun in the East China Sea, the star sand ball still has no reaction. It is about to be hammered. Suddenly, a huge fireball falls down from the sky at a very fast speed, emitting endless light, as if the sun were falling on the sky.

Just appeared in the sky, the next second had already hit the water king of the East China Sea. The water king with the solid Taoist soul was directly evaporated. In the water vapor, the figure of an old man with white beard appeared beside the stars and sand. A large wine pot was hung on his waist. Behind him, a round of scorching sun was rising, burning everything, and the breath of burning came from his face.

One more sun in Wancheng!

"It can be regarded as arrived. Fortunately, there is still time. I saw someone's ugly face as soon as I arrived. It was as disgusting as ever." The old man looked not far away with disdain and ridicule.

A middle-aged man stepped out of the rain. He was a strong man in a blue robe, embroidered with waves of surging waves. His face was square and square. The soul of the East China Sea water king gathered again. His huge body was towering. The misty face of the king of blue water gradually became clear. His eyes opened, his mouth opened and he let out a roar!

Water king roaring hot sun, water and fire in the road above the original source is not compatible!

Today is destined to be inscribed in the annals of history and set off an infinite wave in summer!

In this wide area city of Guangzhou, there are the great masters of Zhangyuan's birth and death, which are the vast land of Shenzhou, and the Youyi army, one of the upper four armies. Even saints have fallen in public, and the blood is torrential!

All these are fighting for one person, and our royal highness is still in the stars and sands on the street at the center of the wind and cloud!

Between the confrontation, suddenly the spherical star sand had a reaction, from the top of the star sand scattered down one by one, like fireflies flying in the sky. Each of these glowing fireflies is a treasure of foreign countries, and each grain can set off a bloody storm in the summer, making countless monks fight for it.

Among the flying fluorescence, a young and upright figure stood quietly, with countless black hair hanging behind, hands hanging on both sides, and a simple wooden hairpin on the right hand, with closed eyes.

The original red vertical lines on the brow have now become two. It seems that someone has drawn two strokes on the eyebrow with a red pen. Who in the world is qualified to write on the brow of the great Xia emperor?

Only the way of heaven!

Red cinnabar, Tu Sheng Wen!

The two sages died because of him, and the cause and effect of heaven should be borne by him!

Closed eyes open, eyes are not black flame, but silver fog rotating eyes, pupil inside a huge ancient relics looming!

He, wake up.

He's still alive!Zhao Yu's changeable eyes gradually turned black and restored his pure eyes. First, he simply pulled up his hair behind his back and tied it with a knot. Then he put the wooden hairpin in his right hand back into the hair room. Finally, he turned to look at the patriarch of haicuo sect standing not far away. A faint voice rang and a thunderbolt rang out on the ground.

"Are you going to rebel?"

The Tu Sheng pattern in the middle of his eyebrows is as red as blood, and his eyes like ebony look at the eyes of great master Yuan Jiang.

In the eyes of the patriarch of the haicuo clan, it seems that the sea is roaring with a faint intention of killing. After looking at each other for a moment, he takes the initiative to look away and says, "I dare not. I just want to save your highness!"

"I see. I'm fine now. You can go. There are some things that will take a long time."

Yuan Jiang Fang Zheng's face was expressionless and did not reply. After a long pause, the soul of Donghai water king looked down at Zhao Yu, ready to move!

Sun and moon Master Lu Yao Leng hum, step forward, bright behind!

After a moment, yuan jiangzong finally lowered his head and bowed: "yes, my subordinates quit!"

Then he put away the soul of Tao without hesitation. He turned around and left, and the three martial arts masters with swords in front of Liang Po also left.

Under the heavy rain, Wan Cheng was really calm this time. Zhao Yu stood in the rain, nodded to dariwuzong first, and then slowly fell back!

He's really tired!

A pair of hands tightly hugged him from behind. It was Liang Po! Then stride towards the only lonely old house in this area!

When the door of the old house opened, there was a girl's exclamation and Xiao Huang's restless dragon roar!

The door of the old house was then closed again, and a long time of disrepair was heard, as if to tell the world that everything was settled!

The end of the battle in the wide area city means that the battle seen by the great masters outside the city is coming to an end.

The grove outside the city had ceased to exist, leaving only a large bare sandy land, which was covered with huge pits.

Huang Ting, the seventh great master of shanhaibang, stood under the rain curtain with a big summer dragon sparrow in his left hand. His sharp Sabre Qi was still sending out constantly, making the surrounding void feel vague, but his left hand was shaking slightly.

On the other side, the old man in black is still sitting on the Naihe bridge over the huangquan river. The beautiful woman in white stands beside him with empty eyes. If you look carefully, you will find that the skin of the girl in white is like a porcelain crack, covered with dense fine lines, which is very terrible!

Bai Mingxiu's hands have stopped playing the piano, looking at the wide area of the city with a sad look. Then he even burst into tears. The tears melted into the rainstorm and couldn't distinguish each other.

He howled and cried!

He has loved her for nearly a hundred years! From the first eye contact with her.

She didn't love him for nearly a hundred years, and has been searching for others. She has been wearing red clothes for other people for half her life. She would like to marry that person immediately.

He hid for her all his life, and finally found that the fear of death has become an instinct, even the last side did not dare to meet!

When I look up to you, you are always looking at him. I dye myself black like night for you.

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