Torrential rain washed, lightning flashed and thundered. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The surging pillar of wind rises from the sky, standing proudly between the canopy of heaven and the earth, spinning and calling signs! The pouring rain is swept away by thousands of flowing wind blades, like a surging wave scattered and splashed down, straight into the forest below!

Rustling......

The torrential rain was mixed with the excited and treacherous hissing of thousands of wind demons, and more and more roaring winds shuttled from the dark sky and merged into the huge pillar of wind between heaven and earth!

And the center of the surging and swirling pillar of wind tore and cut - it was the bright golden light shroud of bay leaves above the pitch-black sky!

The blonde hair was blown by the wind and swayed from her pale cheeks.

The wings of the snow clearing mirror are stretched out, suspended in the air, the golden spherical light shroud is shrouded in the body, and the crystal clear laurel branches and leaves are lifted up layer by layer like petals, like a solid fortress to protect the entire light cover!

The wind roars, and the sea of clouds crashes!

The wind blades that shuttled and cut came from all directions, spinning up almost at the same time, wrapped in dark and heavy clouds and heavy rain, like a swift meat grinder tearing and impacting!

Click......

Click!

In just a few seconds, several deep cracks appeared from the crystal clear laurel branches and leaves, spreading densely along the way with countless tiny lines!

Qingxue Mirror stared blankly at the roaring Optimus Wind Pillar around the light mask, the golden light mask circulating around him trembled and trembled, and as more and more golden bay leaves stretched and swirled outside, cracks, the bright brilliance gradually dimmed a little!

His brows furrowed, he looked at the dense cracks that gradually appeared under the cutting and tearing of the wind, and the laurel feather in the center of his eyebrows trembled, and once again it lit up like a rising morning sun!

Thousands of wind blades flew and cut and swirled the wind pillars roaring, and the speed became faster and faster! Like a pair of invisible hands churning the heavens and the earth at will, caressing the spherical light mask in the canopy between the palms!

Click-

Click!

This time, the sound of shattering was extremely clear, like a broken bone!

The golden laurel branches and leaves that grew out of the dazzling golden light had been cut into countless segments by the swirling pillar of wind in an instant, falling off from the light mask and turning into bits of broken golden light under the torrential rain!

Qing Xiao's wings stretched out and suspended in the distance in mid-air, watching the golden light shroud between heaven and earth under the tearing and impact of the surging Optimus Wind Pillar, in just a few seconds, it was already full of cracks and crumbling!

"Lord Lan Yue!" she raised her face and shouted in a certain direction above the pitch-black canopy, "Lord Lan Feng means to leave ...... alive"

Thousands of hovering and screaming wind demons are like skirts in a sea of clouds, shuttling and screaming from the torrential rain, making excited hisses!

In the next second, the crack spreads!

The golden light shield in the canopy of heaven instantly collapsed, like a solid glass bursting open! Thousands of fragments of holy light flew out, emitting a huge roar!

As the broken laurel branches and leaves in the sky turned into golden light and scattered down, a little blood dripped from the forehead of the Qingxue mirror, and the laurel feather was silently extinguished.

His chest suddenly stagnated, he was stunned, he didn't have time to react, his throat was fishy, and in the next second, thick blood was splashing out from the corners of his lips!

"Little ...... Ling ......"

The hoarse and weak voice, word by word, was like a candle in the wind, and finally drowned under the rainstorm.

The light gold eyelashes trembled slightly, wet and covered with fine raindrops, slowly falling weakly.

Broken bay leaves scattered in all directions, like thousands of golden dandelions, blown away by the raging winds.

The white figure fell weakly from the sky, its blonde hair was swept up by the rain, its snow-white wings were dripping with blood, and its own body fell weakly.

The swirling pillar of wind silently collapsed, and the circulating wind turned into wisps and silently dissolved.

Torrential rain poured down.

The boy hovered above the pitch-black sky, his long black hair scattered under his waist, and a dull robe rose in the wind, and his coat flew up.

He looked down at the white-robed young man who had fallen in the sky below, frowning.

Reflecting the scorching electric light, the scarlet eyes lit up from the fair and delicate face, the blood was overflowing, and the demon was as rich as the blooming Manzhu Sawah!

The black dress was swept up by the residual wind that flowed and dissipated, and Qing Tong looked at the white-robed young man who fell unconscious and fell, and sighed vaguely regretfully. He raised his face again, looked at the black-haired boy above the canopy, and frowned slightly.

Lord Lan Yue actually came in person and took action again.

Although the other party is at the level of a holy angel, it seems that they are almost exhausted of their physical strength, and there is no need to consume such a strong wind resistance technique to make up for this final blow......

Click-

The lightning scorched, and it shuttled through the clouds, illuminating the young man's expressionless face.

Qing Tong looked at the black-haired boy above the pitch-black sky, the flying robe, the blood-colored eyes, and the cold and frozen eyes that seemed to freeze the eyes with bitter hatred...... His brow furrowed.

Even three hundred years ago, I had never seen such a cold and chilling expression on that adult.

He is always indifferent, expressionless, loner, and has nothing to do with joy or sorrow......

It was as quiet as a little snow on the window lattice, colorless, silent, and tasteless, as if it would be swept away by the cold wind at any time, and in the end there would not be a trace left.

It's never about who you care about, and you can't talk about hating anyone.

But when did you have such a deep and intense mood swing?

The torrential rain poured in, and the forest was pitch black and chaotic, with dead branches broken and residual leaves falling.

A white figure fell from the sky above the forest, snow-white wings hanging weakly into the air, and a few blood-stained white feathers scattered down, like broken dandelions swept away by the wind.

The demon guards scattered over the forest watched the seriously injured white-robed young man fall towards the forest, and then looked at the green pool suspended in the air in the distance, respectfully bowed his head, and slowly stretched his wings, and in an instant, a large area of black pressure was like a thick cloud surging down!

The rain was pouring down, and the canopies of the ancient trees trembled and swayed, splashing raindrops.

Black shadows weave through the lower end of the canopy.

"Mirror—"

Qianling looked up at the white figure falling from the sky, her expression changed, and she anxiously lowered her head to Xiao Jiu's ear:

"Xiao Jiu, hurry up, please hurry up!"

Xiao Jiu looked at her anxious appearance, and then looked at the figure falling from the forest in front of her, the dark and wide membranous wings stretched hard, and the speed increased instantly, and the girl on her back swept all the way forward along the canopy!

The rain was pouring down, and the chestnut hair was soaked with rain, and the wetness lay on the cheeks.

Qianling looked at the white-clothed young man who was getting closer and closer in her field of vision, falling from the swaying forest canopy......

Slowly stretched out her hands to him.

The broad membranous wings stretched out steadily, and black shadows crept under the canopy.

Rain-soaked blonde hair fluttered from the pale cheeks.

The boy fell feebly from the top of the forest, past the torrential rain that washed over the dark canopy of ancient trees......

Quietly and smoothly, fell into the arms of the girl.