Fighter of the Destiny

In the deepest part of the star sea, a point of light appeared.

The light spot was very dim and must be in a very far away place.

Chen Changsheng naturally thought of the stars that he had seen when he was trying to determine the fate of the stars.

There is another sea of ​​stars opposite this sea of ​​stars, and the light spots seem to be in the sea of ​​stars there.

That point of light is gradually getting brighter, meaning the light source is getting closer to the observer.

The light spots are getting brighter and brighter, indicating that the light source is getting closer.

There is another possibility.

It was a beam of light aimed squarely at his eye.

Chen Changsheng felt strongly vigilant because the light spot changed from dark to bright too quickly.

The next moment, his sleeves lifted up without any wind, and countless lights and shadows appeared in his eyes.

He felt that his life star, which was like a small red fruit and was hanging quietly outside the stars, suddenly moved.

The beam of light has not yet reached the sea of ​​​​stars here, but it has already caused an impact.

Immediately afterwards, many people felt that their life stars were affected and began to rotate. There were screams of exclamation everywhere in the Demon Palace.

"The constellations are changing!"

The demon scholar looked at the stars in the night sky, as if he had seen the scene of the destruction of the world, and shouted wildly.

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Has the Holy Light Continent begun to invade?

Feeling the vague murderous intention in the night sky, people felt strong uneasiness.

Only the black robe quietly looked at the night sky, with a smile on his light blue face.

Ten years ago in the snow ridge, Chen Changsheng had seen a similar scene, but he still couldn't calm down, because tonight this beam of light was coming towards him.

There was a soft buzzing sound, as if the bells of Jialan Temple were ringing again, and the night clouds above Xue Lao City kept rolling and then dispersed.

A ray of light fell on Chen Changsheng.

This light traveled through the distant sea of ​​stars and fell on the ground within a radius of only a few feet. You can imagine how pure it was.

Only a god can do such a thing.

That beam of light carried the meaning of destruction, and was extremely silent, as if it came from the end of the world.

But Chen Changsheng was not destroyed like the Demon Lord back then. He stood in the beam of light with his body intact.

The next moment, he understood why.

That light needed him to live.

Excited by the light pillar, the holy fire in his body burned even more fiercely, emitting endless light and heat, forming a hill-like flame that swept towards the night sky.

The flame got higher and higher, until it crossed the Demon Palace and reached the night sky above Xue Lao City.

The light pillar became brighter, and hundreds of thousands of tons of golden liquid sputtered out from where it connected with the flame.

The golden liquid did not fall to the ground, but spread into the night sky.

The night sky there gradually turned into a smooth mirror, and continued to expand until it occupied the entire sky of the Demon Palace.

That beam of light and the holy light in Chen Changsheng's body are the bridge connecting the two continents. What about the mirror? Could it be the embodiment of the space crystal wall?

The strong pressure from the other world distorted the space, especially in the high altitude where there was a lot of turbulence.

The moon in the distance looks a little flat due to the deformation of space.

There were cries and shouts everywhere in Xuelao City, and the people ran towards the outside of the city. The situation was even more chaotic than when the human army broke through the city.

Many deep cracks appeared on the ground, the Demon Palace collapsed, and there were stones suspended in mid-air everywhere. The picture looked extremely magical.

A protrusion appeared on the light mirror, gradually protruding outward, and the outline became clearer and clearer. It turned out to be a face.

The mirror was stretched tighter and tighter, becoming brighter and brighter, until it became transparent, and the face finally appeared.

There was no emotion on that face, with a high nose and deep eyes, which was perfect.

"Archangel..."

Wang Zhice's expression finally changed, he looked at that face and murmured.

Only a few people heard his soliloquy. At such a tense moment, they had no time to think about how he knew that this face belonged to the archangel.

As the indifferent face came toward the ground, the light mirror in the night sky became thinner and more transparent.

Seeing the scene behind the light mirror, countless exclamations rang out in the Demon Palace, as well as some crazy laughter from the black robe.

There was endless darkness over there, with hundreds of angels suspended quietly in the air, their white wings very eye-catching.

Everyone saw this scene, shocked and then frightened.

Not everyone is afraid. To Xiao Zhang, these angels are like moths.

For him, the source of fear lies in the pressure and sight in the distance.

There are no eyes, but it is obvious that there is a being beyond matter observing the world in which they live.

Is that a god?

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Those angels seemed to have arrived in the night sky of Xue Lao City. In fact, they were still tens of millions of miles away from Middle-earth, or even far more.

Calculated from the perspective of time, all the intelligent life forms in Middle-earth, whether human, demonic or demonic, still have time to write their last words.

When the angel army descends with this beam of light and merges with the stone statues in the magic flame, the world will usher in destruction.

"What can you do?"

Xu Yourong looked at Wang Zhice and asked.

When everyone's eyes fell on the beam of light and Chen Changsheng, she had been paying attention to Wang Zhice.

She believed that a legendary figure like this must have some meaning since he appeared in the Demon Palace today.

She noticed a detail, Wang Zhice easily recognized the archangel's face, which made her more confident.

However, Wang Zhice's answer did not satisfy her.

"I'm still thinking."

Thinking can be said to be observing, or it can be said to be waiting.

Looking at Chen Changsheng in the beam of light, Tang Sanliu was not in the mood at all but thinking about the subtext, he sneered and said, "Then what are you doing here? Watching a show?"

Xu Yourong looked away, tilted his head, and looked at the light mirror in the night sky.

Chen Changsheng noticed her movements and thought that she was really cute. He had rarely seen her in the past few years.

Xu Yourong thought for a moment and decided not to wait for Wang Zhice anymore, and said to Heipao, "I can stop you."

The corners of the black robe's lips slightly raised, and he said mockingly: "Really?"

It was obvious that she didn't believe Xu Yourong's words, just like Xiao Zhang didn't believe Demon Lord's words before, thinking they were all false threats.

Chen Changsheng said: "I can do it too, because this method is very simple."

The black robe raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Really? Then what are you going to do?"

"Just kill me."

"Just kill him."

Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong said at the same time.

Then they looked at each other.

Chen Changsheng smiled.

Xu Yourong didn't smile.

There was silence, except for the sound of the flowing magic flames.

All eyes fell on Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong.

The black robe looked at them, his eyes getting colder.

That's the answer, that's the only way.

She didn't expect that Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong could think of it so quickly and be so calm.

"Shang Xingzhou told me before he died that if anything happens to you, I will kill you."

Xu Yourong said calmly to Chen Changsheng, "I'm sorry, I didn't tell you about this."

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(I have always liked Chen Li, and I have always believed that the song "Miscellaneous Abilities" should be used as the theme song for Jiang Ye. I have seriously proposed it to the film and television company, but I don't know if it will succeed. I have also always liked You Rong, because of the length of the song. The reason is that I rarely have the opportunity to show the beauty of her existence in my imagination. I am very happy to have written this chapter. In addition, I suddenly discovered that today eight years ago was the day when the guest began. Time is really... ...and soon disappeared. For me, Jianke is a very special work. It cannot be compared to Jiang Ye and Zetian Ji in terms of words, but it is my personal favorite story. If there are friends who have not read it, I recommend it. You go and take a look.)