Vol 7 Chapter 22: Isolate the End of the World with One Sword

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The ease in the eyes of the Son of God is gone, replaced by a dignified alert.
As the of the moon god, he believes that cultivation as a strength has climbed to the top of the world, and it should be an invincible existence. If there is any power in the world that makes him afraid, it can only be a power that does not belong to the world.
Su E's eyebrows lingered around Lingfeng, thick like fog, and her body was so vague that it was invisible and elusive. But the flaming flower on the heart of the eyebrow was as bright as penetrating the dark starlight.
The Son of God felt the power of the immortal from that point of the Flower.
He had received the power given by Luna, and was already very familiar with it.
This can't help the Son of God not being cautious.
"Okay! It seems that it is the reincarnation of immortals, this is my opponent!" Prudence does not mean fear. As the Aura moved, two bright crescent marks appeared on the palms of his hands. At first glance, there is nothing special, but the fine feeling seems to contain the power of the sea and the sky.
Su Emei didn't say a word, but she stabbed with a sword.
But this time when I stabbed, I didn't see Jian Qi, I saw a fire.
The flame was not great. When she used her sword to pierce her sword, as if the dragon was returning to the sea, she was fully compressed to a three-foot green front. Except for raising an inch of flame, there was no other.
The sword is a flame. When a person rushes out, because the speed is extremely fast, the clothing flying is also a horizontal flame.
This sword is fast past lightning.
The Son of God had only time to push forward with both hands.
For him, that was enough.
With two palms stacked on top of each other, two small crescent moons merge into one and strike the sword in front of the palm.
There is no huge momentum, it looks like two monks who have just started practicing, and they simply make a straightforward move.
When the sword tip collided with the crescent moon, there was no sound, and no aura was raging.
There is no sound, because the big voice is loud, and there is no spiritual wind predatory, because all the auras are used to the extreme, and there is no half diversion.
The two had an instant stalemate, their movements were fixed, as if time was frozen.
Only the monks outside the real world, Qi Qi felt a buzzing sound in his ears, penetrated into the bone marrow and penetrated to the bottom of his heart, reaching the soul, and his mind suddenly became blank.
This is outside the thousand feet.
At the same time, they found that the land under Su Emei and the Son of God, starting from where they stood, sank in a circle. When they found the vision, the ground had completely subsided within three feet of the square.
There was nothing on the sunken ground.
Trees, weeds, mounds, and even rivers, all turned into dust in the crevices of time they couldn't capture, disappearing.
The ground is extremely flat and extremely empty, like dead land in an extremity.
Maybe it's just a moment, maybe it's been a long time, and a bang, the top of the river, which lost a large part of the river, pours down. Dozens of real-life monks suddenly came back to their hearts, one by one pale and breathing fast, as if those who were choked by their necks finally suffocated.
At this time, because of the buzzing in their brains, their breath was condensed, they could not hear the sound, could not sense the aura, and even lost their senses, so that even the battle had been deadlocked for a long time, or was it only in the past? Unsure.
When they looked at the field again, Su Emei's battle with the Son of God had already won.
The Son of God is still standing, while Su Emei is going backwards. The former stood with his hands on his back, his face was white, and the afterglow of the crescent moon on his palm was slowly disappearing. The latter had bleeding from the corner of her mouth, and the flaming Hanako in her brows had dissipated. There was no more divine power in her brows. The whole person returned to her usual appearance. As for the three-foot green front in her hands ...
Only the hilt was left.
The Son of God looked at Su Emei with complex eyes, and his voice came out slowly: "I can't think of the reincarnation fairy, even in the realm of immortal, there is such power. In all fairness, even if the Supreme Master confronts you, most of them only suffer. Without the power of the Moon God, you really do n’t want to. "
His words were very stable and heavy, which showed that he was trying to suppress the erratic mood.
Although he won this battle, the shock from Su Emei was not small.
If only he had acted decisively, but if he had a half-point, he would be worried at this time.
At this moment, the Son of God knows that the battlefield with thousands of square feet is really not half rich.
Su Emei didn't answer. She just covered her shoulders with one hand, and her body was slightly stunned. She seemed to be able to stand still, but it was actually the end of a crossbow, and she had no strength to say a word. If you move, it will definitely not be a step, but will immediately fall.
She hated staring at the Son of God, unwilling.
This time, Shivu dealt with the lunar monks in order to open the way to the army and avoid the fear of the army being disturbed by the servants of the gods. With the help of the army, Quanzhen Taoists can successfully preach in Hexi and reverse the beliefs of Hexi people. This was originally a matter of certainty.
After all, it seems that she is just a disciple of Chu Nanhuai. Even though she is extraordinary, her strength is limited. In this way, even if the Master of Lunaism comes, she can make the other party suffer a dumb loss as long as she awakens the fairy power.
Who can think that the Son of God is here?
Su Emei didn't speak, and the son's face was even more ugly.
Not because Su Emei didn't speak, but he also saw the causes and consequences of the war.
The antecedent need not say more, but the consequences are very serious.
"I heard that your younger brother Wei Xiaozhuang is also a fairy reincarnation?" Shenzi took a deep breath and asked word by word.
Su Emei did not answer.
Not answering is also an answer. The Son of God took another deep breath. But this time it was cold. As he breathed in, his face turned blue.
He won the battle, but now he doesn't have the slightest gesture of victor. Instead, he feels like eating a fly.
Although Su Emei's ambush did not succeed, this was her loss, but why is there no loss to the godson who came here?
He should have taken the brigade to Luzhou to deal with Li Maozhen.
In order to deal with him, Li Maozhen gathered a lot of good hands, including Wei Xiaozhuang.
Now that he is not in Luzhou, who will deal with Wei Xiaozhuang? Who will deal with Li Maozhen again?
If the Son of God had believed before that the combat power of the Grand Master was absolutely sufficient to deal with Li Maozhen, plus the Masters, he could easily sweep Li Maozhen's team. Right now, he doesn't have that confidence anymore.
Can the Grand Master really deal with Li Maozhen?
Whether he can or not, Wei Xiaozhuang is enough to deal with him. If Li Maozhen is not weaker than Su Emei and Wei Xiaozhuang, then the Grand Master is very dangerous.
With this in mind, where else can the Son of God have the slightest joy and triumph?
"For more than 100 years, the Tang Dynasty has become more fragile, and now it is a domestic chaos. The National Games should be extremely depleted. The monks should be affected by it and should be repaired. How can there be these strong men? The moon is coming to the east. This should be the general trend. How can there be many problems now? "
The Son of God couldn't help looking up at the sky.
"Do these changes mean that the general trend has changed, or are they just a necessary test of success?"
The Son of God wondered for a moment.
He didn't plan to think again.
Dozens of real monks outside the thousand feet have begun to shrink the encirclement. The Son of God looked at Su Emei who could not move, and for the first time there was anger in his eyes. This anger is not directed at Su Emei, but it is extremely clear.
He said, "You know, I'm angry now?"
Su E Meiyan's mouth twitched, revealing a sarcastic radian, which was even an answer.
The Son of God took a deep breath.
Suddenly, he yelled in the sky.
As soon as the roar came out, the sky changed in color, and the already gloomy sky suddenly had dark clouds rolling and the wind raged.
The Son of God, one finger at a time, one finger at the other, the palm of the hand is full of the new moon, and Qinghui is dazzling like the sun. The strong wind blew his long hair and robes against him, like a demon in troubled times.
Waves of strange spells with indistinct accents sprayed out of him, echoing in the wild all at once. The spell is sometimes holy like a fairy sound, sometimes harsh like a ghost, sometimes majestic like a divine power, sometimes twisted like a demon.
Dozens of real-life monks who were approaching were shocked by the spell, all dizzy and confused. No matter how you grit your teeth to support, you also feel the breath is unstable, the sea is tumbling, and your body is about to burst open.
At first glance, the sky was thundering, and the sound was so loud that people almost thought it was falling apart.
At this moment, the real monks seem to have lost their consciousness, and their souls fell into the abyss.
He only heard the roar of the son: "On the new moon day, the divine power entered the ground!"
Above the sea of ​​clouds, the sky was shining.
Countless stars are scattered on the earth, and the atmosphere of heaven and earth is changed.
In the perception of real people, a beam of divine light descends from the dark misty world, and time goes straight into the depths of their souls. It's a pity that this divine light is harmful and unhelpful. It makes them feel stuffy in their chests, and their hearts are like a big stone.
When they finally stabilized, seeing the vision of the eyes, they found that the world is as usual, and everything is unchanged.
That day, it was still gloomy. How could there be a sea of ​​clouds, lightning, and light?
Above the earth, the square-shaped subsidence still exists, and the river floods and spreads, but nothing more.
For a time, they didn't even dare to confirm whether the visions and spells of the heavens and earth that had just happened really happened in front of their eyes or only existed in their consciousness.
But the monks perceived it clearly, lingering on their hearts, the reiki operation was sluggish, and the strength of their cultivation dropped by 20-30%!
Su Emei's face grew paler.
Describe the usual son step by step towards Su Emei, with eyes full of fierce light: "You know, I am very angry now? Because of this, I have to ask the power of the moon to cover the world in advance and suppress you to wait for repair! Originally, this should be what was done during the winter sacrifice, but now it is done hastily and the result is more effective! "
The Son of God gave God power to cover the world in advance, naturally he was worried about the situation in Luzhou.
Suppressing the strength of the Tang monk in Hexi's land by 30%, this is the only option he can now support the entire battle in an instant.
The Son of God is very heavy, because he is indeed angry.
But after half the journey, his footsteps returned to normal, and there was no longer anger in his eyes, even if he walked this distance only in an instant.
He raised his hand to Su Emei and sighed softly. There was no sadness or joy on his face: "You and I are enemies, let's die."
Talking, the new moon in the palm of your hand is about to shoot out and completely kill Su Emei on the spot.
The crescent moon did indeed fly out, but only halfway through, it returned abruptly.
Had to turn back.
The crescent moon was hit by a blue and white streamer falling from the sky, making a human-like scream.
The warning sign of the Son of God rises sharply!
In the world, what can directly collide with the divine power given by the moon god?
Just now, Su Emei's three-foot green sword was destroyed.
The Son of God saw it.
The streamer that fell from the sky was stuck in the ground after the new moon had to fly back and had to return.
It was inserted in front of the Son of God, which completely isolated him from the possibility of doing something with Su Emei.
A sword.
Separated by a sword, even within easy reach, it is also the end of the world.
That's the emperor sword.