Chapter 811: The Sun and the Moon Tilt into the Eyes and the Day and the Night

Nonsense.

What a long nonsense.

Han said first.

What is this sound like, if it is not nonsense?

On the battlefield, anyone who can still breathe knows that they should fight hard, and anyone knows that if they don't fight with the enemy, then they will definitely die.

This is the law of the battlefield.

This is a truth through the ages.

That's what any living person will tell you that this is how he survived the battlefield.

Q: At this moment, who doesn't know, who doesn't understand?

"Whew~!"

Listen.

The night breeze whistling past its ears never stopped, and since everyone knew it was nonsense, who would pay attention to it.

The wind blows.

The wind blows the gloomy faces, so gloomy.

In this place, Han Xian had spoken, but this air was too forgetful, it not only forgot Han Xian's voice, but also seemed to have forgotten it along with him.

Unimportant.

After all, in the eyes of Chengtai, the Emperor of the Wind Country, Han Xiantong Rongruo's great achievements were just a joke.

Blocking is not defeating.

Three days is not permanent.

So what else is there to show off.

Ignored, ignored.

Everyone's eyes, they all stared coldly at the deep night darkness, watching, watching, everyone, from the king, the city, down to the city guards, their eyes all sank into this thick night darkness, and their brows were slightly furrowed.

Quiescence.

Night.

Long.

Night.

The silent night was so long, and everyone stared at their hearts and asked: how long has it passed this night, and the dark color has evolved into pitch black, and it has become heavier and thicker.

In this regard, the face of the Emperor Chengtai became colder and colder.

Is there something wrong?

"Click~!"

The sound of the ground, to be exact, is a very small sound of the ground, but now with such a quiet air, such a small sound is indeed so loud.

Eye-catching.

Instantly, everyone's eyes converged.

What the?

What do you see?

The pale face, the nervous eyes, and the cold sweat the size of a bean drop on the cheeks converged, gathered, converged, and in the absolute silence of the long night outside the city, the sweat on the pale face gathered, entered the chin, and fell to the ground.

"Click~~!"

People sweat on their faces.

It's a pawn, this is the sound of the inner tension causing the cold sweat of timidity to fall to the ground, and the sudden staring of so many big people, the timidity exploded, he was almost unstable and was about to fall to the ground, thanks to the comrades around him who reacted in time to hold him up.

"Hmph~!"

Chengtai snorted coldly, and whispered in a deep voice: "Don't drag it out yet." ”

Lock the eyebrows.

His brows were furrowed, and his eyes were looking at the night.

It's still black, but now the night is so thick that people think that what they see in front of them is a substantial black curtain.

"Whew~!"

The wind blows.

If it is dark, it will definitely shake when the wind blows, but now, it is deep and unmoving.

It's weird.

Similarly, Han Xian's gaze also fell on the darkness in front of him, and he looked at it again and again, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt an inexplicable annoyance in his heart.

The heart whispered, 'This night is too deep. ’

It's so deep that it's a bit fake.

"Whew~!"

The wind doesn't stop.

Is it your own divine sense that has penetrated into the wind and scattered out of the city, do you see the difference, do you notice the difference, or can you see, can you perceive it?

Sweep, sweep.

"Whew~!"

Perception is like a tidal wave, and there is not a trace of the same.

Seeing the grass on the ground, it was so quiet in the dark night, hanging a bead on the top, gathering more and more, bending down and sending it into its own rhizome.

Is this different?

The grass and trees have spirits, and it is normal to recuperate.

"Whew~!"

In the exploration, in the feeling.

Flowers, see the dark and late night in the long grass dotted with foggy flowers, it is a budding bud, it is waiting for the morning glow, waiting for the moment when the sun rises, it is the time to bloom.

Is this different?

What a difference, everything has a spirit, and it is natural for them to wait for a warm time.

"Whew~!"

Exhale.

He breathed heavily in his mouth, and subconsciously couldn't help but hold Rong Ruo's hand tightly, this night is not simple, this night is so strange that there must be fraud in it.

"Hmph~!"

Cold snort.

Chengtai's face wrinkled, a trace of annoyance flashed on his face, and then he whispered in his mouth: "Such a small carving skill is even more ugly in front of us, and it is inevitable that it is beyond our strength." ”

"Whew~!"

Keep your eyes peeled.

Chengtai's eyes widened, a trace of green light flashed in his eyes, and in an instant, the sudden wind in front of him blew fiercely, as if he was about to tear this world to pieces.

But heaven and earth are natural, how much wind can tear the night apart?

Never.

Even if people are against the sky, it is difficult to reverse the sun and the moon.

It's true?

So take a good look at what's in front of you?

"Hiss~!"

Listening to the wind and seeing the wind blowing the night, you can perceive that the night in front of you is trembling, and at this moment it is like a tight curtain, and it is strong in the wind, but the wind with teeth and claws will definitely destroy it.

"Hiss~!"

The sound of cracking.

Fragmented sounds.

The wind swept inside, and the night seemed to be really overwhelmed, starting to break little by little in front of me, and the light of the harmonious sky was revealed little by little.

The tearing continues.

Transparency is magnifying.

It intensified, and the sky became thicker and thicker.

Under the skylight, the grass is greener, the budding flowers bloom suddenly, under the dazzling light, it is not beautiful, this is the scene of the earth in front of you, but the human eye sees more than this.

A pair of eyes.

An embodiment.

The face is magnificent, this is a demon, not a human body.

The eyes of this body appeared in the eyes suddenly, and suddenly, the stunned looks on the faces of many people in the Weidu City flashed, and they had all explored the strange night, but they were the same as Han Xian, they only saw grass and flowers, and as for the rest, I forgive my clumsy eyes for not seeing it clearly.

"Whew~!"

The wind blows and tears continues.

In the howl, the sky is about to be shattered.

"Heh~!"

Suddenly, a smile floated on the strange face of the city, and a sneer was heard.

"Whew~!"

Its eyes snapped open.

The end of the night.

Suddenly, the world was clear, and the black curtain with the wind disappeared suddenly, and the sun was in the sky, and in an instant, it was already dawn and early morning when the eyes of the demon under the city opened.

"Hehe~!"

Laugh.

The city was blue and looked at the city and smiled.

"Haha~!"

Instantly laughing more and more intensely, the demon laughed loudly, swept everyone, and swept his smug gaze on the face of every big man, and finally fixed on Han Xian's face with special attention.

"Hey~!"

Sneered.

As it sneered, its gaze fell on Cheng Tai's face again.

"Uh~~!"

But at this moment, its face was indeed shocked, the corners of its mouth twitched, and it was terrified, and it seemed to be frightened in his mouth, and he said in a loud voice: "God Realm, Jun Realm, is actually the Powerful God Monarch Realm." ”

What is the meaning of these words with such a look?

"Haha~!"

Of course, it's to laugh louder, it's ridiculous, the demon under the city smiled so proudly, leaned back and turned inside and laughed proudly, and said: "Haha, it's the Divine Monarch Realm, it's the Divine Monarch Realm that breaks my little demon means, how can I be, you actually shot at me, do you have no one, just a little demon like me, I actually need the great Divine Monarch Realm to take action personally, are your descendants dead?"

"Whew~!"

The wind is blowing.

The wind that tears through the black curtain is still blowing.

The demon is laughing.

The demon who mocked the contempt laughed as much as he could.

Look.

A good pair of eyes are very calm to look at, they are all people who have come over, they are not hot-blooded children, it is impossible to just listen to a few words of ridicule and rush up to fight brainlessly.

"Heh~!"

After laughing wildly, the corners of the demon under the city showed a hint of coldness, and he said proudly in a deep voice: "I am candle yin!"

"Uh~!"

Hearing the sound, there are so many frightened eyes, so many surprised faces, and even the face of the power of the monarch realm has been a little dark, is this name remarkable?

Legend.

A well-known legend.

The god of Zhongshan, the name is called the candle yin, the day is seen, the twilight is night, the blow is winter, the call is summer, no drink, no food, no rest, breath is the wind, the body is thousands of miles long, in the east of no enlightenment.

It is a thing, a human face, a snake body, red, and lives under the bell mountain.

Great God.

Prestigious name.

Possessing such a legend is equivalent to being a god.

In front of you?

Is this cold, thin and gloomy man in the city the legendary god Candle Yin?

That's it?

If it really has that magical means, then what is the city of Weidu still guarding, directly surrender the bridge, kneel on the ground and beg for life, maybe it is in a good mood, and it can be gracious to let people die later.

Undoubtedly, the candle shade under the city at this moment does not have this means.

It's still weak.

Even the great gods have a time to grow, and now this candle yin is undoubtedly too weak compared to the great gods.

"Heh~!"

It smiled, Candle Yin looked at the sluggish faces in the city and smiled happily, his eyes swept over everyone again, and once again emphasized on his own face, staring and said: "I have heard for a long time that the descendants of the human race are talented, and now I am fortunate to go out of 100,000 mountains to visit the world, and I will meet whether the leaders in the world are in vain, hehe, hehe, haha, can anyone dare to fight?"

The lips are red and the teeth are white.

The laughter is innocent.

It's a good laugh.

A laugh.

World War I?

The wind blew the heavens and the earth, and the air trembled.

No voice.

The provocation of the demon clan was unanswered.

Candle Yin stared at Han Xian and said, but now he didn't look at it at all, and his face was indifferent, as if he hadn't even heard what Candle Yin said.

"Hey~!"

Sneer.

Candle Yin sneered, and a look of disdain filled his entire cheeks, and his gaze moved away from his body, and instead fell on the face of Chengtai, the Emperor of the Wind Country.

In a whisper, "Is there no one?"

Big shot.

The emperor is a big man, and all the big people love face, hearing the sound of Cheng Tai's eyes, he roared in his mouth: "A little demon who is still in the Seven Realms of Ning Immortals also dares to come and shout, and there are people on the left and right who dare to step forward to take its head, and the widow will be rewarded." ”

Sound break.

Sound response.

"Toot. ”

Footsteps.

Behind Cheng Tai, a man dressed in armor who looked like a general took a step forward, bowed and said, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty is willing to go." ”

Hearing the sound, Chengtai immediately glanced at him.

Nine Realms.

Jun, one step away, look at your place.

"Hehe~!"

Immediately, Chengtai nodded, a smile appeared on his face, and said: "Okay, good, good, General Lin is careful in everything, I will set up a celebration banquet in the city and wait for the general's triumphant return." ”

Hearing this, General Lin's face flashed firmly, and he said, "Your Majesty, I will take its head." ”

As he spoke, he fell into the city.

"Hehe~!"

Look.

Candle Yin looked at the person in front of him and smiled, a pair of cold eyes looked up and down, turning left and right, this is like a poisonous snake, hissing, bothering to find a place to go down.

"Hehe~!"

Laughing, Candle Yin whispered: "Forget it, just throat." ”

"Hmph~~!"

Hearing this, General Lin snorted coldly in his mouth and roared: "The thief Hugh should not be ashamed, let's wait for death," and General Lin raised his knife to move.

"Whew~!"

But the candle yin body did not move a little, looking at the cold light of the knife, it was indeed its eyes slowly closed.

"Whew~!"

Heaven is gone.

Slowly, the sky darkened, and the darkness was closed.

It's black again.

Everything in front of them has disappeared again, and although this scene is different, there is not too much horror in the eyes of the big people in the city, and General Lin is still there in their perception.

He continued to pounce on the kills.

The man knew that he was in the right direction, and the candlestick did not move.

"Whew~!"

After a split second of darkness, it dawned.

"Hiss~!"

Helpless.

The helpless head fell to the ground.

It's powerless.

Weak blood flows.