Chapter Twenty-Three: God's Decision

At the moment when the furious sound of that life stopped, the decaying and quaint curtain of the entire "Dianwei Mansion" was like a flame burning through, flying into thousands of ashes. The pen and the fun pavilion www.biquge.info spread from the ancient roof, beams and columns, and then to the gray-black brick wall.

The roof burned to reveal the darkness outside the house. Such as the sea of ink, such as the inkstone mountain. It's like a black whirlpool with a big suction, storing the fragments of the house that can't stop dissipating.

There were also three figures in the distance, Liu Dianwei and two great immortals, who also scattered into sand and flew all over the sky with the disappearance of the window frame.

Everyone was amazed at what was happening in front of them. Until the skin of the man's cheeks not far away was shattered, and a moment ago he was still complacent about entering the immortal path, but at this time, he watched his lips and cheeks float and burn in the air, and then soared upward.

I realized that my fingers were already mutilated, and the slaughter without the slightest pain was like a hundred rivers gathering in the sea, where could I find which one of you are?

"Yue'er!"

Bang! There was a loud bang. After I shouted with all my might. Within the field of vision, it flew and swirled, like falling into a whirlpool abyss. "What's that?"

It turned out to be a fragment of my own body, which was wiped out and finally turned to ashes......

"Hoo ......"

The delicate green plain, a dangerous mountain rises from the ground and caresses the sky. A cloud of white light roared through the nine heavens, and the sun lost its brilliance.

Through the clouds of heavy rocks, a city is located on a dangerous peak, and the city is adjacent to the cliff in the north, proud of the heroes and the world.

"Oh no! Sect...... The suzerain was taken captive. ”

A young man dressed in light green clothes ran out of the main hall of the city in a panic, shouting as he ran.

"What's going on?"

"It's the sect master, no, it's the roaring magic sound just now. The magic sound flew through the sky, and the sect master disappeared from front of me in an instant. ”

The young man stumbled down the hundred-story slope, grabbed the sleeve of the man in the light blue costume, and couldn't stop pouring out his own panic.

I saw that this person was quite calm after hearing this, and turned around indifferently. In front of him was a dense crowd of people, all in light green and light blue costumes, standing neatly in this rather wide field, with the long sword in the scabbard behind his back, magnificent.

"All the disciples listen to the order, the demons come to attack my faction, and everyone follows me to follow the sect master to kill the demons and defend the right path."

The words of the "man in blue" are not lacking in some allusions, but they are also quite clever. Compared with the demon chaser and the sect savior, there is really a world of difference and a huge disparity in interests.

"What kind of place is this? Yes...... Am I already dead? Yue'er! ”

After the whistling, I gradually woke up, in this strange and unknown world, I can't see my own body, how to dominate. I can only float freely, be a spectator, and look at the people around me.

……

I saw that the "man in blue" closed his eyes and was silent, and between his breaths, his lips moved slightly. In an instant, the long sword behind his back "slammed" and came out of its sheath. "Let's go!" At the sound of an order, everyone in front of him also summoned their swords out of their sheaths and galloped towards the sky with their swords.

"Huh!" An old man walked out of the side hall, happily stretching out his hands, looking like he had just left the stove.

Hundreds of people have successively performed swordsmanship, how spectacular it can be.

What about the old man? Stupidly stopped a newcomer with inferior skills. "Hey! Hehe, what's going on? The rice is already cooked, don't delay it. ”

"Oh, Uncle Wan, the sect master summoned us to surrender the demons......"

Everyone left one after another, leaving only the old man, standing there, his old body, how much strength could he contribute. Maybe cooking a good meal is his calling!

I wanted to go over and comfort him, but I was a little overwhelmed, so where should I go?

Just when I was at a loss, the old man suddenly disappeared from front of me, and just disappeared without a trace.

At the same time, another whistling rang in my ears, not much worse than the one that had pierced the sky just now.

In the east hall of this heavy city, a black light shot into the sky, and its sound thundered. At that moment, a huge amount of energy carried a stream of air that swept me into the sky, and the pill ground I was standing on merged into a point that rendered the landscape - I actually flew.

Flying, it was my childhood dream, my brother came home from the mountain in the first year, and he used to fly. When I saw him standing on the sword and appearing in front of me, I was already confused.

"The feeling when my brother flies, it turns out to be like this...... It's so cool! ”

I naively thought that all Edgeworth flights would be like this, and it wasn't until the next moment that I saw a flock of "geese" flying by under my feet, and I corrected my perception.

At first, the group of people who left early, not far ahead, crawled like "geese" and easily overtook them. It looks like it can fall off a flying sword with just a little scare, and it's fragile.

Where it is like this black light, the horizontal is the appropriate description for it.

I re-examined the owner of the black light, and was quite puzzled, how could such a divine skill be ordinary? A black robe enveloped my whole body, and I couldn't see the face under the hat anyway. More than once, I was not afraid of death and wanted to tear it off, but I just rubbed the sand with my five fingers.

"Say, where is it?"

The wind was whistling in my ears, and a loud roar was mixed in.

Just when I subconsciously searched around for the source, I found it like a divine help, and the two black spots on the mound in front of me, who would have thought that they were human figures.

Because, this flying sword under his feet is straight and straight into it.

Gradually, the figure grew bigger, bigger. Just when I was about to collide, I had even imagined my fate in advance, and that not dying or being mutilated was just a faΓ§ade, and it was just ashes.

In a moment, the flying sword under his feet disappeared instantly, and when the black man in front of him pounced, the sword was clenched in his right hand. There is also me who "pounced", or maybe it would be more appropriate to use the word "lying".

How could I have imagined that the only point of focus would be easily taken away, and I would never expect that I would slide like the wind across the ground, then float and fall. Like fluttering leaves, flying all over the sky.

There was only one person left on the ground beside him, and he could guess what had happened here with blood stains all over the ground. and the dying "corpse", which is also the best evidence.

Soon, the dazzling figure attracted my attention again.

In the sky, two figures, one white and one black, are intertwined, and every time Oita is combined, a pinch of sparks bursts out.

"Time flies, and I really miss it!"

"Why bother to kill?"

"That's because he robbed what didn't belong to him, and greed deserves to die."

In the sky, the two of them played with swords, and in a few breaths, the sword qi jumped, like a bleak autumn rain, and the cold needles were piercing.

No one noticed, and a drop of blood slipped silently from my side. That drop of blood belongs to the man who has no body. The one who took this invisible knife and was still obsessed with it.

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