The glorious era of the king of the world

Chapter 120: The magic talisman emerges to suppress all enemies in the world (please subscribe)

"Besides, weren't you the one who started this fight?!" Su Yi said quietly.

"I can't beat him. I want to run away and move out of Dayi." Su Yi smiled with a hint of fun.

"What a pity, I am a barbarian!"

"This is a good place. There is no one around. No one will know if I kill you." Su Yi mentioned what Loeb just said, making his face turn red.

"I know." Loeb's expression changed, no longer showing a fearful expression, and became dead silent.

"Since you are doing this for the royal court, go to hell!"

As the general of the Golden Horde, he is naturally not afraid of death, but is afraid that his death will be worthless.

Without any sound, the snow in the forest suddenly scattered and hit the sky, causing the wind and snow in the sky to stagnate.

The huge surge of thought power poured into the body, and the momentum reached a new level.

Most of the dead warriors learned the magic skills of the Demon Sect to temporarily increase their combat power. It is true that magical skills are necessary for traveling at home, killing people and setting fires.

He is naturally not a low-level, dead soldier, he is a general who will do whatever it takes to open up territory for the royal court.

Their race has been fighting against the barren people for a long time, so it is normal for them to be proficient in Demon Sect techniques.

Su Yi tilted his head and commented: "It's a bit interesting, but some knowing one's fate looks like knowing one's fate, and some knowing one's fate doesn't look like knowing one's fate at all."

"The gap between knowing one's fate and knowing one's destiny is even greater than knowing one's destiny and being a mortal."

Following Su Yi's thought, the ubiquitous chirping of cicadas in the night sky also stopped.

But then the cicadas sounded again, this time brighter and more violent.

The wind and snow became faster and fell faster. The snow that had just shaken off the ground instantly covered the ground again, and the snowflakes flying in the air shot toward Loeb's body with a hissing sound.

Loeb's expression remained unchanged, his combat boots heavily trampled on the snow, causing ripples, and a huge crater appeared. His right calf bounced up, leaped forward, and suddenly rushed towards Su Yi, like a tiger descending a mountain, unstoppable.

Su Yi spread his hands, his blood was extremely fierce, and he faced him head-on again.

The demon sect skills in Liansheng's memory were being digested by him, turning them into the foundation of the demon path.

He is a born god of war, and what he is best at is enlightening through battle.

The cicada's chirping gradually changes in tone, like a dragon's roar, like a phoenix's cry, like a golden crow's crow!

"Clang clang!"

The armor from the golden tent on the grassland is extremely hard and can restrain part of the vitality of heaven and earth.

But there is still one section left to face Su Yi.

The punch shocked the world, and there was a kind of domineering will. The power of heaven and earth was all in my mind.

"Dangdangdang!"

He is obviously a Taoist priest, but he has extraordinary courage. He is the only one in heaven and on earth!
The divine fist is invincible, overwhelming the world, vitality?Telekinesis?Martial arts?

Under this punch, everything is useless, only a beating!

Punch pits appeared one after another on the armor, the runes were destroyed, and the punches were extremely fast. Under the burst of Euler, the divine armor almost turned into scrap metal.

The power of thought began to surge, and Su Yi became serious about it.

The snowflakes shooting up all over the sky were like countless cicadas, whistling and hitting Loeb's body.

"Drink!"

Loeb activated the runes on the armor, which were bright and erratic, and the inner armor also activated a layer of runes, as if there was an invisible barrier.

When those snowflakes were still half an inch away from his body, they could no longer move forward, but those snowflakes did not fall, but stuck to the surface of his body like cotton wool.

But in an instant, his armor was covered with snow, leaving only his head, face and hands waving in front of him, making him look like a snowman.

Loeb looked deep into the night forest, watching the frost growing on his eyelashes. The muscles on his cheeks twitched slightly, as if he was hesitating whether to say something.

The snowflakes continued to fly down like falling cicadas, and each snowflake was engraved with an extremely fine rune.Like matrix linkage, each snowflake has its own unique use.

Finally forming an ice character, the vitality of heaven and earth surged, and a huge rune occupied the world. It was not the one that frozen Ning Que Longqing on the shore of Daming Lake, but a real rune.

The tiny traces of runes match each other, eventually forming a divine axe of heaven and earth.

Wanting to accomplish such a miracle requires so much power that one can't help but feel frightened.

But for Su Yi, it is just a basic operation. He is in constant communication with the world, accepts Haotian's vast will, sharpens his spirit, and has extremely strong mental power. There are few in the world who can match him.

Su Yi discovered that most of the telepathy in this world pursues a breakthrough in realm, that is, the amount of telepathy.

No one pays attention to quality, most of them rely on the breakthrough of realm to drive the sublimation of mind power.

Only some people at the peak of their knowledge began to pursue qualitative changes.

For example, Liu Bai's telekinesis is like a big river, unstoppable. Every telekinesis is like this, and combined with his sword intention, it is even more unstoppable.

Snowflakes covered Loeb's body, covering his features, turning him into a snowman in the wilderness.

The snow that had fallen for a whole day and night suddenly became smaller at this time.

The chirping of cicadas in the forest also gradually weakened, but it seemed more and more sad.

Chilling is miserable.

It's late at Donghu Lake, and it's the first rest of the sudden snow.

The snow stopped for a short time before, and then flew more and more violently.

Thick clouds covered the stars in the sky, the wind and snow dimmed the lights in the wilderness, and the shore of Daming Lake was pitch black, with no fingers visible on the middle of my hand.

Su Yi couldn't help but return to the bullock cart to escape the cold.

Nowadays, the RV has been fully renovated and filled with exotic flowers and plants.

It's not Su Yi's masterpiece, but someone else's.

Thinking of that nymphomaniac, Su Yi couldn't help but frown. He was devoted to seeking truth, and love had never been what he was good at.

There are several winter plums planted under the stone steps. For some unknown reason, the plum branches are scattered, and fresh stubbles can be seen under the snow, as if they have been eaten by some elegant animals.

Su Yi didn't need to think about it to know that it was the green cow at the door that poked his head in. Su Yi had no choice but to move him to the bed. The cow had a short neck and couldn't reach it.

There is a pot of green plants in the house. Even in the cold winter, the plant is still growing vigorously with plump and green branches and leaves, making the loess in the pot even more boring.

There are clusters of flowers blooming even in the cold winter. After all, this is a world of spiritual practice, regardless of the habits of living things.

The tools carved by Su Yi himself are placed in an oxcart in an orderly manner, implying the mysteries of Taoism, Qimen and Bagua, making people feel at peace at the first sight.

On the side of the unique display shelf, there is an oil lamp. The oil lamp has a celadon belly and a white rope. When it is not lit, it is also a beautiful handicraft.

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Pro 43 Lane, Laobi Studio.

Sang Sang was mixing noodles in the kitchen, planning to make Ning Que's favorite omelette noodles, but her young master had not returned from the wasteland yet, so the omelette noodles were good enough for her master to eat.

"Master, it's time to light a fire!"

"Okay!" An old man wearing a brand-new white cotton coat lit up the Haotian Divine Glory on his fingertips. The Haotian Divine Glory had just fallen into the stove, and the still damp firewood was ignited in an instant.

While Wei Guangming was choosing vegetables, he looked at Sangsang with kind eyes. This was his successor and the next Great Priest of Guangming in the Xiling Temple.

If there were outsiders here, they would definitely be surprised, because the great priest of light who can stop a child from crying would actually have such a rare kind side, and even use the sacred Haotian Shenhui in his hand to light a fire.

Su Yi expressed great appreciation for this.

If it were seen by those who are unswerving believers in the light, the faith in their hearts would probably collapse completely.

(End of this chapter)