Fighter of the Destiny

Not long ago, Bai Di returned to his city.

Then he returned to his imperial city.

But Mrs. Mu is not there.

Looking at the deserted observation deck and the quiet stone palace, Bai Di raised his eyebrows.

Raising eyebrows does not mean surprise or surprise, it may also mean some interesting emotion.

Bai Di walked to the stone railing, stretched out his hand to caress the cold touch that he had not been in contact with for several years, and looked at the whale landing platform that had cracked a large piece below and was completely different from a few years ago. He calmly thought about something, Calculating something.

There were very few things in the world that could surprise him.

After everyone thought, he should be anxious to find his wife and regain his own imperial city, city and country.

But no, so he didn't rush to find his wife, but stood by the railing and waited calmly.

Wait for the consequences of what has happened to unfold.

Wait for something you want to see happen.

He quietly looked at the country, the heaven and the earth, and then his eyes fell on the courtyard in Xicheng.

The night and light above the courtyard were not conspicuous in the real world, so how could he not see them?

But this is not enough, even if the angel's figure in the light ball becomes clear in the night, it is still not enough.

Then he heard the sound of the piano, heard the sound of the sword, and saw the stone statue slowly opening its eyes deep in the night.

Bai Di's eyebrows were raised, he was quite interested, and he gradually had the intention to kill, but he didn't know who the murderous intention was for.

The pope and the saint can allow him to see all living beings, and naturally they can allow foreigners to appear before all living beings.

Two lines of fire broke through the night, broke through the palace formation, and flew high into the sky.

Everyone in Baidi City saw this scene.

Bai Di was also watching this scene quietly.

His eyes followed the two lines of fire slowly upward, and finally landed on the top cloud.

He didn't look at where the two lines of fire disappeared into the clouds, but looked dozens of miles away.

That position is in the west, even if it is only a few dozen miles away, it is still westward.

Bai Di felt a little emotional.

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When the tiger-like cloud appeared in the sky, Mrs. Mu stopped moving.

The sea of ​​clouds returned to normal. Xu Yourong and Chen Changsheng fell towards the mountains on the other side of the Red River. The Holy Light Angel turned into a line of fire and followed them.

Mrs. Mu ignored that side and just looked at the white clouds quietly.

"Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong will still die, but I think you don't care too much about this matter because it has nothing to do with you."

No matter how much the cloud resembles a tiger, it is just a cloud after all, so it will naturally not answer.

She didn't know who she was talking about.

"In your life, you always like to hide behind the scenes and let others fight in front of the curtain. You don't show up until you feel you are ready to pick the fruit."

Mrs. Mu mocked slightly and said: "We are a husband and wife, how could I not know your thoughts, then how could I let you take advantage of me?"

The white cloud that looked so much like a tiger was gradually dispersing.

Mrs. Mu's expression became indifferent again.

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Countless wind sounds echoed in the mountains.

The huge sky tree kept swaying in the strong wind, and the branches at the top kept breaking and falling, like a heavy rain.

From time to time, rattling sounds could be heard from deep within the extremely heavy tree body, which sounded extremely terrifying.

The priests in the Tianshu Temple and the soldiers responsible for guarding looked at this scene, their faces turned pale in shock, and they shouted everywhere.

Two streams of light passed between the branches of the Heavenly Tree, bringing up countless flames and scattering sparks.

If it weren't for the nourishment of the Heavenly Tree, it was originally a wild fire underground, and it wouldn't be possible for it to have started burning at this time.

As the Sky Tree swayed, the extremely hot breath of wild fire spread out from the branches and leaves, rising to high altitudes, evaporating the clouds and creating an extremely huge hole.

With a loud bang, the two streams of light finally met and then separated.

More than ten thick branches broke, and two figures hit the trunk of the Sky Tree heavily, making two extremely deep holes, and then fell to the ground.

There were traces of golden blood and fire on Xu Yourong's wings, and blood was everywhere on Chen Changsheng's Taoist robe.

He looked at the surrounding environment and felt that it looked familiar, but he had no time to think about it for a while.

Accompanied by a ray of skylight, the Holy Light Angel slowly landed on the ground. The light spear in his hand became thinner than before, and the mottled blood stains on it were so clear.

Chen Changsheng picked up the sword in his hand and stood in front of Xu Yourong.

Wu Guo's sword met the light spear four times. The sword was not damaged, but his body was almost unable to bear it, and his right hand kept shaking.

Obviously, Xu Yourong made a huge mistake in his choice.

She should be thinking of using the wild fire of the Heavenly Tree to support her own phoenix fire power, and at the same time using the ancestral spirit of the demon clan to suppress the soul of the Holy Light Angel.

However, the ancestral spirits of the demon clan in the Sky Tree did not react at all to the arrival of the Holy Light Angel, and seemed to have already accepted it. What's even more frightening is that the wild fire of the Heavenly Tree that spilled out from the branches and leaves was actually absorbed by the Angel of Holy Light, and then became even more powerful. Why on earth is this?

Xu Yourong's condition was slightly better than that of Chen Changsheng. His face was also a little pale, but his expression was very calm.

Chen Changsheng felt a little relieved, but also a little puzzled. He thought that if the Taoist Mind is so powerful, how could she still be so calm in this situation?

He had no time to think about these questions.

The Holy Light Angel has already walked over, exuding pressure like the vast sea of ​​stars.

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When Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong were in desperate situation deep in the mountains, the situation in Baidi City also became very dangerous.

Mao Qiuyu stayed in Kyoto. After all, the palace formation was not in the most perfect state. After trapping the light mist in the night for so long, it finally showed signs of collapse.

A touch of night with a cold undertone floated out from the courtyard quietly and rolled towards Tang Sanliu's body.

The divine staff of the state religion shone brightly in Tang Sanliu's hand, presiding over the entire palace formation. He could not be distracted at this time, let alone retreat.

The king of Linghai and other archbishops, at this time, all their true energy and spiritual consciousness were focused on maintaining the formation, fighting against the Holy Light Angel in the light mist.

The blind luthier was seriously injured and left the courtyard. He had not yet recovered his breath.

The sky is full of powder, the sound of iron chains, and the water and fire sticks directly break the night.

The yamen servant and the little girl appeared in front of Tang Sanliu and blocked the Demon Lord's sneak attack.

But they could not prevent the deep night from interfering with the connection between the scepter and several other important treasures.

I have to say that the timing and target chosen by the Demon King were perfect.

Under the terrifying attack of the Holy Light Angel, the incomplete palace formation was already in danger, and it finally couldn't hold on any longer.

Only a thunder suddenly sounded in the very high and far sky, and then there was a very clear cracking sound.

Just like a naughty little orc from a demon tribe hundreds of miles away broke a porcelain bottle that his grandfather bought from the human territory in exchange for three hundred kilograms of animal skins.

When the bottle was broken, light slurry flowed out, carrying the night sky, surrounding, cutting, and then melting the light emanating from the palace formation.

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(Yesterday I talked some nonsense for the first time in a long time... Well, I miss you all very much. The so-called realization of missing you, for me, is nothing else but chatting with you all. There have been too many bad things this year, It makes me very doubtful about life, and then very tired. Anyway, I hope you are all well, and I want to be well too.)