Way of Choices

The violent divine power had not yet fallen into the courtyard, and the wind arrived early.

The screaming winds rolled up the yellow sand on the ground and threw them around, as if they had come to the wasteland.

The demon stood in the sky of yellow sand, his eyes were extremely dark, and his face became extremely pale.

Not because of fear, but because in a very short time, he let the blood boil, and then began to burn fiercely.

An extremely cold, cool and extremely thick breath came out of his demon body and headed towards the sky.

His black hair was scattered, dancing in the wind and sand like thousands of snakes.

The magic robe glowed with glare, and the surface was burning like a flame without temperature.

As the cold flame spread, the magic breath quickly enveloped the half-yard with the single tree as the center.

The most obvious sign is that a night falls on the field.

The night was so cold, full of silence and darkness, representing the most brutal and cold order.

That bright power is that warm, even fiery, and beyond the sacred, there is infinitely active breath of life.

This courtyard adjacent to Xiangzu Manor is not small in size, but it is totally worthless compared with these two grand atmospheres.

In an instant, the entire courtyard was occupied by these two breaths.

Endless night on one side.

On one side is endless light.

Then they met.

Logically speaking, after the two diametrically opposed atmospheres meet, they should form a spectacular scene.

However, this scene did not happen. On the contrary, everything was so quiet, even peaceful.

Even the fish in the mountain stream under the cliff outside the courtyard were not affected in any way.

It's just that the sheep on the hillside looked at the sky with confusion, not understanding why noon and late night appeared at the same time.

These two breaths are the purest breath between heaven and earth.

Seeing the grand, the root cause is the most subtle difference in things.

The real contest takes place in the most subtle places, such as a yellow sand or a cold wind.

At least for a short time, it is difficult to see what magnificent pictures.

But this does not mean true peace.

Those dangerous dangers hidden in very fine places are likely to have devastating results once they can be seen.

Chen Changsheng knew that the king of Linghai and others knew it, but he didn't care, because at this time the power of light was obviously dominant.

I just don’t understand why the devil chose this kind of response. Does he think he can contend with the big palace with his magic skills?

There was a rattle.

The white crane is a fairy bird, with a strong sense of consciousness, perceiving the danger in the field and fluttering away.

Piano moves.

The blind violinist hugged the guqin, tapped his toes lightly, and swept away dozens of feet away, his sleeves fluttering.

The tone of the piano was suddenly high, as if it were a silk.

A gap was torn in the night in the half yard.

The bright breath emanating from the Grand Palace was lingering around him.

From a distance, he was like a crane, rushing into the netherworld.

He is no longer an old-time passer-by in Wenshui City, nor a living dead person with a heart of aspen.

He was the elder of the elder Zongzong, who was talented, profound, and terrible in combat a hundred years ago.

The piano sounded again.

Dozens of invisible waves followed his fingers, leaving the strings and oscillating around.

The edge of the night had been torn open, and at this time it was pulled even more by the invisible piano sound.

When the night fell, the figure of the demon quickly became blurred, as if to escape in the night.

Everyone knows that even if the Great Palace is completed, once the devil is brought into the night, if he wants to force him out, it will inevitably cost more energy.

More importantly, it will inevitably consume more time.

No one knows the final victory of Baidi and the shepherd lady, and no one knows whether the winner will prevent the state religion from killing the devil.

They must hurry up.

Among the strong human races outside the courtyard, the blind violinist's realm is undoubtedly the highest.

So his response is also the fastest.

The tone of the piano fell, the night was faint, and the faint figure of the devil became clear again.

Dozens of extremely thin lights flashed in the devil's eyes.

That was the projection of the invisible piano sound in his mind.

Then, more than ten black spots appeared in his pupil.

It was the projection of the extremely dark shield in his eyes.

Countless sounds of dense and sharp cutting sounds.

More than ten pieces of extremely dark shield armor, rotating around the devil's body at high speed, without leaving any holes.

Those invisible piano sounds and the subsequent attack of the blind violinist were blocked by those black shields.

Hundreds of dense space cracks were born on the surface of the shield and then disappeared.

The flying yellow sand was blackened by the night, before it flew to the shield, and was quickly cut into finer powder.

Several exclamations sounded outside the hospital.

"Nineteen Armor!"

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As the master of the northern continent, dare to come to the White Emperor City alone, of course the devil has a sense of trust.

Like a magic weapon like the Nineteenth Armor, comparable to an artifact, there may even be many pieces on his body.

The blind piano player continued to attack with countless rays of light without accident.

Looking at the opponent who broke into the night, the devil's expression remained unchanged, and he reached out and took a sword from the night.

The sword was dark all over, and there was no sharp edge, but it seemed to be able to attract everyone's eyes and all the light.

No exclamation sounded.

The person who knew the sword was shocked and speechless.

Sunset sword.

This is the sword of the former demon king.

This sword once saw two broken swords outside Luoyang City, and saw Shuang Yu Shengun.

Compared with this sword, Nanke's Southern Cross sword is nothing.

Compared to this sword, the color of Nineteen Armor is so dim.

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The sunset sword fell down.

The whole night seemed to have fallen hundreds of feet to the ground with this movement of the devil.

An unimaginable coercion struck the blind piano master.

Chen Changsheng didn't know if the blind piano master could resist the power of this handed down magic sword, and he didn't need to know.

When the devil made his sword, he also made it.

His right hand still held the scepter of state religion, presided over the formation of the palace, suppressed the sky and night, and prevented the devil from escaping.

He doesn't need to hold the hilt, he just needs to turn his mind slightly, and there will be countless swords coming out.

More than seven hundred famous swords screamed out of the Tibetan sword sheath and instantly traversed a distance of more than one hundred feet, striking the devil.

Today he wants to kill the devil, and his shot is naturally the strongest method.

Senran's sword intention penetrates between heaven and earth as if to pierce both light and night.

More than seven hundred swords reflected the light, connected end to end, and rushed away with a never-ending momentum.

In Zhouyuan that year, he once exhibited a thousand sword Jackie Chan.

Since then, due to various reasons, he can no longer display such a powerful sword.

But today his sword already has some of the feeling and power of that sword.

Countless metal friction sounds in the dark night, endless.

More than seven hundred swordsmanship, cutting everything between heaven and earth, is more sharp than the blind violinist's piano.

Even the blind piano player himself had to temporarily retreat aside, waiting for the sword to fall like a rainstorm.

Countless fragments spattered all around, and countless tiny but unfathomable small holes appeared on the ground.

The recent wall was quietly turned into debris, and no trace of it was scattered by the wind.

Both the sound and the picture are so strange, even creepy.

After a while, more than seven hundred swords took a break.

The dark shields around the devil are gone.

The legendary magic weapon, the nether seventeen armor was destroyed in this way.

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