Chapter 171: Facing each other in two eras

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read2();　　 "I admire your courage, but you can't get past me."
　　 The voice of the Snow Girl Saint was as indifferent as ever, without the slightest emotional fluctuation, because this is what it should be.
　　 The golden flame of faith did not weaken at all, Kongdi nodded, looked up at the bridge of heaven and earth in the sky, and then responded:
"I understand how vast the realm I have dreamed of is. Even if Zhao Xiu is currently experiencing the eighth heaven, let me cross, the success or failure is still in the number of five to five, so the word sacred is always under pressure. A big mountain in my heart."
Kong Emperor opened his mouth and continued to stretch his hands behind his back. He took off two slender and bright feathers, holding a handle on each of his left and right hands, in a crossed manner. He let out a loud roar, his figure blurred for an instant, and he appeared directly in the next second. Before the female saint of snow, the golden life feather stabbed.
　　 "But I am the Emperor Kong who has ruled the empire for thousands of years. Even if you are a saint, you can't make me afraid!"
The two life feathers are like shattering a mirror, directly shattering the entire void between the Emperor Kong and the female saint, and there is a burst of crackling and cracking. The broken space will bring great gravity and release huge energy. , Void air outside the territory is a deadly poison for ordinary monks, and the damage exploded by the life feather cast by Kong Emperor's full blow has exceeded the endurance limit of the big world.
And the plump body, extremely small compared to Emperor Kong, the Snowy Maiden, looks like a burly hunter's golden spear, shivering long-eared rabbit, people can't help but sweat, but Most of the time, body size does not determine strength, especially for women, the thinner and calmer, the more dangerous it means.
　　The Snow Girl Saint is one of the most dangerous women in the world.
An index finger was gently raised, and a small snowflake was condensed on the index finger. At this time, the entire Shenjing city was drifting heavy snow. There are countless snowflakes in this world, but this snowflake is so extraordinary. Different because it seems to have life and heartbeat. It is the queen of countless snowflakes in the sky.
　　 The feather-like heavy snow at the moment it was formed, all stood still for a moment, so as to show surrender to his own queen.
Above the female holy index finger, the snowflake that appeared light blue was cheering for joy, and then with a flick of her fingers, the snowflake lightly floated towards the two light feathers that pierced forward, and then spread outward to become A blue mist.
　　 The blue mist is like a cloud, but it is the strongest blue cloud in the world, and it is also the coldest one.
The golden flames on the life feathers were extinguished by the clouds, and the wings like huge swords were stuck between the blue clouds. They were gradually frozen by ice. Emperor Kong loosened his hands holding the feathers, and crossed his left and right hands against his chest because of one Only the white and round palms have appeared in front of him at some point, and a palm print.
Kongdi’s body was blasted directly from the blue cloud, hitting the ground at a very fast speed, and stopped just a few meters away from the ground. A huge shock wave swept all around, and there were groups of monks below. Avoiding, the golden flames on Kong Emperor's body extinguished for a while, and the two wings behind him disappeared once again. Under the palm of the saint, he lost another life.
　　 "Since you have gone down, don't come up again."
　　 The female sage of the snowfield has a deep and tactful voice like a girl, but what it means is self-confidence and not to be rejected. She takes another shot in the sky, but this time it is no longer a snowflake or a saint's finger, but a city.
　　 The whole glass city!
　　 Legend has it that the northern snowfield is the coldest place in the vast land of China, where everything is immortal, and on the endless white snow, there is a big city made up of all-body colored glaze, which is the holy land and belief in the hearts of all snowfield tribes.
Only in the language of the elders can the monks in the Central Plains explore the city’s scales and claws. Now it clearly appears above everyone’s heads. The entire huge city exudes a stunning colorful halo, which can still be seen faintly. The huge statue in the center of the city was a woman with a vague face and a graceful figure.
　　 The colorful glazed giant city slowly sank, and the Emperor Kongo under the city raised his hands to the sky, and the golden light violently bloomed outwards, but that was the saint’s natal holy kingdom, and its quality could no longer be measured by human resources.
　　 Liuli City's descending speed did not slow down, slow but unstoppable, pressing Kongdi's figure towards the ground, and after a while, Kongdi's body with his hands was already on the same level as Zhao Yu standing on the Tianxintai.
　　 Zhao Yu is looking at Emperor Kong, and Emperor Kong is also watching Zhao Yu.
　　Ebony eyes and golden pupils look at each other.
　　 Zhao Yu wears a heavenly crown symbolizing Emperor Da Xia. He is not angry or majestic, and is extremely majestic. Emperor Kong has already left his crown in the empire. At this time, he is wearing his blond hair, and the glazed city is overwhelmed in a awkward manner.
　　 Zhao Yu has just reached the crown and is still very young, but Emperor Kong has exhausted his lamp and is about to die, so this is a rising, a new era and an era that is about to end.
　　 The young man's eyes were calm, calm, without domineering, and without contempt. Kong Emperor's eyes were also calm and calm, without the fear or regret of dying.
The last piece of life feather behind the Emperor Kong was shattered, and he forcibly set the body under Liuli City in place, looking directly at Zhao Yu, as if seeing the depths of each other's minds, the beating soul that was beyond the entire era. , Then opened his mouth and yelled at Zhao Yu:
"I Yukong my whole life, I admit that I am not inferior to others, Zao Wou-ki was invincible in the world, but I survived until he disappeared, and finally rebelled against my luck, and besieged the city of God to be a city. Zhao Xiu now wants to become a holy and imitate Zhao. Wuji, I won’t let her do what she wants, and you, wearing a crown of God at a young age, are still unclear whether you can live through today. I, Yukong, alone against you and other masters of the Great Xia, Zhao’s three generations, although dead. Regrettably, I still want to open up a new future for my race today and change my way of living."
The endless golden light began to radiate under the Liuli City. It was a kind of brilliance from the gods, a true sacred light, repelling all other elements, domineering, majestic, inviolable, inviolable by the great road, at the same time, Emperor Kong In some desperation, the sound of pain resounded through the sky again:
　　 "I use the power of the tens of thousands of end-of-year accumulations and beliefs in the solar empire, and my body as a mark, to attract the gods, and the brilliance of the gods will spread over the earth, under the power of the gods, all will be wiped out."
Speaking of the last, Kong Emperor’s voice almost turned into a divine voice that was indistinguishable from male and female, and bursts of singing voices resounded through the world under the colorful colored glass city. The slowly sinking colored glass city was lifted up by the golden holy light, a blur The clear figure appeared inside.
　　 Shenshu. Calling God.