Fighter of the Destiny

After all, Xu Yourong and Chen Changsheng were delayed by the suddenly thickening clouds and failed to get rid of the Holy Light Angel. Although they had never thought of getting rid of each other at the beginning, after seeing Mrs. Mu , this became the only option.

The Angel of Holy Light felt the presence of Mrs. Mu, turned around and looked at her, her indifferent eyes changing slightly.

Even he has to admit the power of Mrs. Mu.

Madam Mu looked at the Holy Light Angel and raised her eyebrows slowly.

She clearly felt that the Holy Light Angel had become more powerful.

Because the time of arrival has become longer, have you gradually adapted to the legal rules of heaven and earth in this world?

The next moment, she felt the familiar scent of the holy aura emitted by the Holy Light Angel.

Only then did she realize that this was the original intention of Demon Lord’s insistence on participating in the Return to Yuan Ceremony.

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Mrs. Mu is dozens of miles away, to the west.

The Angel of Light is several miles away, to the east.

No matter how you look at it, this situation is impossible to resolve.

Even if another kind of red is resurrected, it cannot be cracked.

It is impossible for Wang Po and the head of Lishan Sword Sect to travel thousands of miles to get there.

The strong men in the sacred realm cannot completely ignore the spatial distance.

So who can solve this problem?

Chen Changsheng said: "There seems to be something wrong with my plan."

Xu Yourong said: "It's just a little troublesome, no problem."

Chen Changsheng said: "I'm worried that Bai Di won't take action."

Xu Yourong said: "Since he saw the sentient beings, he must take action."

Chen Changsheng didn't understand and said, "After all, we are husband and wife."

Xu Yourong said, "That's because you don't know who their original target is."

Chen Changsheng still didn't understand and said, "Even if Bai Di takes action, it may not be possible."

Xu Yourong said: "As I said before, since I have met all sentient beings, I will definitely succeed."

Chen Changsheng still didn't understand, but the light spear of the Holy Light Angel had arrived.

The dazzling sunlight seemed to be swallowed up by the spear tip that contained terrifying power.

The sky suddenly became a little darker, and the clouds seemed to turn gray.

The next moment, light came again, with the purest and most solemn breath, coming from Zhaijian.

The white wings painted light and shadow in the sky.

Countless swords followed and protected him, like a freely turning waterfall.

The picture looks extremely spectacular and beautiful.

In the rain of swords all over the sky, a sword intent suddenly rose up and entered the great light.

The light did not become stronger, but it seemed to have become some kind of substantial existence, just like the previous clouds, extremely sticky.

The figure of the Holy Light Angel suddenly slowed down. (Note)

Two sword lights.

Falling together.

With an indescribable wonderful trajectory and an indescribable sword power.

Encounter again with the light spear with infinite power.

The sun in the sky suddenly dimmed countless times.

The clouds rolled up by the strong wind covered all directions, and the world with a radius of more than ten miles was filled with goose-feather clouds.

An invisible giant bell split open between heaven and earth, spraying out countless sound waves and air arrows.

The clouds all over the sky gradually dispersed, and the sky became clear again.

The Holy Light Angel was still at its original position, while Xu Yourong and Chen Changsheng retreated several miles away.

In the chaotic clouds that gradually subsided, burning phoenix blood, broken sword light, and a broken feather that was whiter than the clouds could be seen everywhere.

Just like in the courtyard before, Holy Light Angel was injured again, Xu Yourong and Chen Changsheng's injuries were even more serious.

The double-sword technique born from the Two-Breaking Sword Technique and the Nanxi Zhai Sword Formation indeed has the power to transcend realms. Therefore, it was able to compete head-on with Infinite Bi, but it was still not enough to defeat the otherworldly power at the level of the Holy Light Angel. By.

But no one would think that Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong were weak.

With their current age and level, it is extremely unimaginable to injure the Holy Light Angel.

Like Holy Light Angel just now, Madam Mu also saw more problems in the two sword lights, and there was a strange color in her eyes.

The goose feather-like clouds were still, and a clear ravine appeared on the sea of ​​clouds, with a very small hole there.

Xu Yourong and Chen Changsheng disappeared, and they flew down the clouds along the entrance of the cave.

A line of fire appeared in the sky, the clouds suddenly became chaotic, and the Angel of Holy Light chased after him.

Under that cloud are the mountains on the other side of the Red River.

Mrs. Mu knows this.

Thinking of the world-burning aura in the two previous sword lights and the wild fire of the heavenly trees in the mountains, the strange color in her eyes became stronger.

She thought this was Xu Yourong's fighting method, and she felt a hint of admiration for the saint's deduction and calculation ability, and then a hint of ridicule and pity.

But she was not prepared to wait for Xu Yourong to discover her mistake, because that man had already returned to Baidi City.

The blue palace dress is light and her sleeves are rolled up in the infinite breeze.

The sea of ​​clouds jumped violently like cotton.

Every jump means that the clouds and mist within hundreds of feet are squeezing and struggling.

The clouds gradually separated and gathered everywhere, gradually splitting into countless islands.

Those islands are constantly compressing inward, and unimaginable power fills every tiny space inside.

No matter where Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong were hiding in the clouds at this time, they could no longer escape.

The cloud continued to collapse toward the inside, and all the mist particles and the water droplets that were gradually condensing attracted each other, forming an extremely terrifying weight.

Even the light from the sun was slightly deformed when it passed the edge of the clouds.

If these clouds continue to collapse, no matter whether Xu Yourong has Tianfeng bloodline or Chen Changsheng has an innocent body, they will eventually be crushed to death.

This is the rumored to be the most powerful collection of Daxizhou royal family's skills.

This is the magic of the saint.

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Countless clouds are constantly squeezing, and the shape cannot be fixed, changing into various shapes.

Some clouds look like pirates from Daxizhou, some clouds look like the Tunguska scholar in the portrait, and some clouds... look like tigers.

The blue palace skirt no longer flutters.

The sleeves gradually became silent.

Mrs. Mu looked at the cloud quietly.

The cloud looked at her quietly in the dispersing sea of ​​clouds.

Like a tiger watching him quietly in the dying grassland.

The clouds are white, and the grassland is also white, as if coated with frost.

That's a white tiger.

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(Note: Suddenly, my mind suddenly moved and I wrote this word in that sentence. Then I was shocked to find that this seemed to be the first time I used this word in writing books for more than ten years. For me, who has always had a poor vocabulary, this It was something worth being proud of, so I searched for it and was shocked to find that what I had been reading was wrong. I had always read suiran. Then I thought about the past again, and I would always write "Liao Liao Wu Ji" as "Liao Liao Wu Ji" until I was told by a The reader sadly pointed out that I have forgotten the name of this reader now, but every time I think of it, I am still infinitely grateful. I have never been good at this, and I am not serious, so I often make mistakes. I was laughed at many times by the leaders ten years ago.

This chapter also contains the words Pirate's Cloud and Scholar's Cloud, which I basically write once in every book, just like the two words fake loneliness and imitation despair. Of course I am not a literary young man, this is just my coordinate determination.

Speaking of which, I really haven’t read much since I turned twenty-six. I originally agreed to start reading War and Peace in October this year – I’m serious – but I’ve been as busy as a dog this year, so let’s discuss it later. But I still recommend that you read more and just read the books you want to read.

Finally, today’s chapter title is awesome. )