Way of Choices

There are many gaps between the rocks under the shore, one of which is connected to the sewer under the Taoist Temple.

During the day, the Tang family had sent people to destroy the formation there, and sprinkled a lot of black viscous oily substances in it.

The muddy thing slowly flowed through the gap and came to the sewer of the Taoist Temple, and continued to move forward, there was still no sound, and I did not know what the surface of this thing was composed of, and it was not stained. A little bit of thick black oil.

Chen Changsheng's eyes fell on the opposite bank.

He didn't know that during the daytime, the other side was very lively. There were many bureaucrats, street vendors, fortune tellers. There was a blind piano player playing the piano by the water. The restaurant was very lively. Robb drank two cans of fine wine there.

He didn't notice that the ground behind him was slightly raised, and two frosted wild grasses had crossed his insteps.

The black soil bloomed like silently blooming petals, and an ugly hand covered with scales and hairs protruded from the ground.

The gas engine between heaven and earth has undergone a very subtle change. Chen Changsheng's keen perception was immediately noticed.

However, his response was still a bit slower after all.

He didn't have time to use the fastest Ye Shibu, or send him far away with Wan Yunhang.

The ugly and terrifying hand had stretched out from the ground, holding his ankle.

An indescribable breath emanated from that hand, attacking his body along his ankles.

Chen Changsheng only felt as if he had fallen into the crater, wrapped in incredibly hot magma, tingling everywhere in his skin, and even tingling.

This is an illusion, because the breath is not hot, but extremely cold.

That extremely cold and filthy breath rushed into all of his meridians, and then began to erode his flesh and blood.

What is more terrifying is that the cold and filthy breath seems to have a certain vitality, turning into a thin film-like thing, wrapping all his 365 points of Qi Qi, which means, The star powers in his qi can't break through in a short time.

At the next moment, that breath rushed directly into his chest and abdomen, freezing his Yufu into a snowy mountain.

All of this happened in a very short time.

The yellow leaves that fell from the tree had just left the branch less than an inch away, and the starlight had no time to blink.

Chen Changsheng was restrained, and his breath and heartbeat seemed to be frozen.

Don't say to fight back, he can't even make a sound.

The sneak attacker's method underground was too insidious, and the breath was too cold and poisonous.

If they are other practitioners, even the powerhouses at the top of the star, without any preparation, they suddenly encounter such a terrible sneak attack, and encounter poisonous means that have not appeared in the world for countless years. Something went wrong, and then died silently.

Will Chen Changsheng die like this? Under the protection of countless strong men, in the Taoist Temple of the State Church, under this silver-like starlight?

Guan Feibai walked out of the hall with his sword, still more than ten feet away from Chen Changsheng.

The most important thing is that, apart from feeling that the night breeze suddenly felt slightly cold, he did not find any problems.

The formation of the Taoist Temple did not notice the arrival of the insidious sneak attacker.

Chen Changsheng's breathing slowed down, and the interval between his second breath was seven times longer since he was attacked.

At the same time, his heartbeat also slowed down. Also from the time of the sneak attack, his second heartbeat was many times later than the first.

If this continues, maybe his next breath will never come, maybe his heartbeat will stop there, and then die.

This was Chen Changsheng's very close death, but not the most recent one.

Since the age of ten, his life has been accompanied by the shadow of death. Whether at the bottom of Beixin Bridge, on the shore of Hanshan Lake, or at the top of Tianshu Mausoleum, he has encountered a more dangerous situation, so even if he saw death so clearly Threatened, he still did not panic.

More importantly, he had many similar experiences, how to deal with the cold breath.

He was blown by the squeaky dragon breath many times. Over the years, he has turned into a snow sculpture at the bottom of the cave, and sometimes turned into ice in the Lenggong Lake.

The Dragon Breath of the Xuanshuang Dragon is the coldest thing in the world. Although the breath of the sneak attacker is more filthy, it is still somewhat inferior in this respect.

In a sense, Chen Changsheng is the person who has the most resistance to the cold and breath in the world. Whether it is spiritual or physical, his tolerance is far more than that of normal people, even if they are strong in the sacred field. , Not necessarily stronger than him in this respect.

In the eyes of the sneak attacker, Chen Changsheng at this time should be frozen in the flesh and his consciousness, that is, his thinking should be stopped, let alone counterattack.

Chen Changsheng was indeed unable to move at this time, but he can still think about it.

As long as one can think, no one can trap him.

In the extremely slow breathing and heartbeat, he was slightly moved.

Countless swords pour out from the Tibetan sword sheath!

Countless fierce sword intentions, covering the back garden of Wenshui.

Countless sword lights slashed all around, the starlight shattered, frost grass suddenly broken, countless deep scar marks appeared on the ground, and the hard soil was scattered everywhere.

The formation in the Tao Palace was finally touched, and a clear light emerged from the eaves of the temple, covering the entire Tao Palace and the back garden.

In countless sword lights, there was a faint hum, and at the same time a snorting sound sounded as if something was broken.

The grass kept rising, as if something was trying to stay away from the ground.

That filthy breath has no source, and Chen Changsheng no longer has the risk of his life, but he can't move for the time being and is still dangerous.

The swords flew back and hung around his body, forming an airtight sword array, buzzing.

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Looking far away at Chen Changsheng standing by the water, Guan Feibai has noticed something strange.

Chen Changsheng's changes in breathing rate and heartbeat cannot possibly hide his tongming sword heart.

Then, he saw the black soil on the grass and the hand holding Chen Changsheng's ankle strangely.

The long sword came out of the sheath, and he swept over there, but his mood was extremely tense, because he found that it might be too late.

Just then, countless sword lights appeared on the grass, the starlight that was cut and the frost grass shattered, and at the same time forced the sneak attacker to appear in shape.

Looking at the ridge on the grass, Guan Feibai Changjian left his hand and fell towards it.

In the night beside Wenshui, there was a white sword awn.

The starry sky suddenly dimmed for a few minutes, frost and grass, yellow leaves shattered.

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