Chapter 31: Ten Years of Faith
"Don't go over, it's too late!" Dian Wei stopped Mu Shan and said, "This battle, he lost from the beginning. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info First, he hadn't gotten used to the sudden power. Of the two, White Tiger has more combat experience than his sophisticated. Finally, and most crucially, he simply didn't have the determination and courage to kill the White Tiger. Now we used to die in vain......"
"No, I must not watch Ziyi be killed...... Mu Shan saw that Tai Shi Ci's newly awakened golden god was shattered under the claws of the white tiger. Tai Shi Ci's chest was pierced by the white tiger's claws and firmly nailed to the ground, while the other claw of the white tiger was raised high, ready to completely tear Tai Shi Ci into pieces.
"Ivy Cocoon!"
"The Waves of Water!"
Two voices behind him sounded at the same time, Mu Shan only felt that the ground trembled, and under the claws of the white tiger in front of him, the thick and tough Teng Man quickly broke through the ground, like a python hunting food, and climbed up along the body of the white tiger as fast as lightning, tightly bound, and then suddenly tightened. In an instant, the white tiger was wrapped in a huge green cocoon.
On the horizon, the sound of water rang out in an uproar, stretching.
Looking up, there are layers of waves, hanging upside down in the air, surging and roaring, like the Milky Way in the nine heavens, rushing down.
Under the struggle of the white tiger, the "click-......" tree cocoon made an overwhelmed sound, and the slightest crack gradually spread, but before the white tiger could completely break out, the huge waves in the air, rolling in the whirlpool, poured down majestically.
The dust rose to the sky under the squeezing of that overwhelming force, and Mu Shan only felt a trace of coldness, pushing from the ice blue vortex in front of him, cold to the bone marrow.
In his ears, an ethereal and distant groan, like the chant of the heavens, brought people to a clear, vast and vast realm, and made people forget all mundane thoughts and desires.
Concentrate and look closely, but in the water waves of Huangfu's clear ink, there seems to be some ancient god lurking, like a dragon is not a dragon, like a fish is not a fish, surrounded by a white tiger, whispering something.
"Roar ......" a roar that shook the heavens and the earth came out of the tree cocoon, and then the tree cocoon and water waves that bound the white tiger were blasted apart by an unimaginable huge force, scattering and collapsing.
Is it over?
Damn...... I'm still too weak to do anything after all......
"Ziyi ......" Mu Shangang clenched his teeth, biting so hard that his gums were oozing blood, at this moment, he was unwilling and angry in his heart, filling and overflowing, but he could only look at it sadly, helpless!
Raising his hand to resist the violent waves swept by the hurricane in front of him, Mu Shan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he clearly saw the other sharp claw of the white tiger, and swung it fiercely towards Tai Shi Ci on the ground.
"Disciple, if you enter, you will be filial, and if you go out, you will be cautious and faithful, and you will love everyone and be kind. ā¦ā¦ Master, what you taught me, I did, what about you? ā¦ā¦ Remember the promise? ā¦ā¦ You said that you would stand soberly in front of me and lead everyone to revive the White Tiger Altar......"
"The heavens will descend on people, and they must first suffer their minds ......, and now your will, is it really irretrievable?"
Tai Shici's voice was slightly hoarse, with ten years of wind, frost, rain and snow, ten years of commitment and perseverance, and ten years of faith and perseverance, like a morning bell and a dusk drum, sounding leisurely, making the white tiger's body tremble slightly.
"Ci ......, don't ......" The claws of the white tiger stayed above Tai Shi Ci's body, and it only took a little more to tear Tai Shi Ci into pieces. However, he finally stopped, and trembled gently, incessantly, as if the will that had been dormant for a long time had finally reached the moment of awakening.
The night will dawn!
"Who are you...... get out of my head......" The white tiger withdrew the claws that pinned Tai Shici, and kept shaking his head, his golden pupils flickered with different emotions unpredictably, sometimes fierce and perverse, sometimes kind and kind.
"No, ......" the white tiger raised its head and roared, shaking the leaves on both sides of the trees to fall, and then seemed to fall into a crazy situation, suddenly running in the direction of no one, knocking down the buildings and trees along the way, and disappearing from Mu Shan's sight.
"You ......"
Mu Shan heard Tai Shi Ci's weak voice, turned his head to look, but saw a person wrapped in a black robe and wearing a rose mask, squatting next to Tai Shi Ci, holding a delicate small porcelain bottle in his hand, squeezing it on Tai Shi Ci's wound, until two drops of golden blood flowed into the porcelain bottle, the man slowly got up and nodded slightly in the direction of Mu Shan.
"Blood ......, the blood collected by the Golden God ......" Mu Shan only felt that his head was stunned for a moment, no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't have imagined that Xu Fu would be so blatant, in front of everyone, send someone to collect the collected blood, but when he reacted, the person had already walked to a big tree, his body was like mist, blending into the trunk of the tree, and disappeared.
"Master, the purpose of the apprentice's trip has been achieved, so I won't let you send it off. If you have time to entangle me again, you might as well spend more energy and think about how to rescue the thousands of unjust souls sealed in the Hundred Herbs by the Ancestral Dragon, they have endured endless years of torture for your own selfishness, and you can't survive or die! ā
Zulong ......
One of the Seven Clans of Hongmeng......
The question in Mu Shan's heart was hoisted to Xu Fu's throat, and just when he wanted to ask for other information, Xu Fu had already left with Zuo Ci.
"Senior Jiang......" Mu Shan walked up to Jiang Zhuru, who was healing Tai Shici, and asked in a low voice, "What is going on with the ancestral dragon that Xu Fu said?" ā
āā¦ā¦ The ancestral dragon, his eyes, are the most terrible nightmare between heaven and earth! Jiang Zhuru's figure trembled slightly, hesitated for a moment, and said, "...... You don't need to know much before the time comes. Qingmo, how is your situation? ā
"The consumption of magic power is too great, and the five-colored beads given to me by the master have reached the verge of collapse, so I want to go back to Nuwa Palace first."
Mu Shan followed Jiang Zhuru's line of sight, Huangfu Qingmo's body was trembling lightly at the moment, holding a five-colored bead in his hand, the colors of which were all dull, and he could accumulate magic power, which should also be an extremely rare treasure.
Guo Jia walked up to Jiang Zhuru and respectfully said to her: "Senior Jiang, we still have important things to do, and we need to retire first, so I won't bother you." ā
"Brother Mu, Xiliang Beigong Boyu led the army to respond to the Yellow Turban Rebellion with the Qiang clan, and its momentum has been achieved, and the Heavenly Sword Sect will definitely send someone to assassinate Beigong Boyu. Nine times out of ten, this task will fall to you. When leaving, there was a word to tell, and I asked Brother Mu to keep it in mind. ā
"Xiliang is Dong Zhuo's land, although Dong Zhuo and Beigong Boyu do not agree, but the two of them both belong to the forces of the Xiliang Ice Jade Sect and have common interests, so Dong Zhuo is unreliable. The bell must also be tied to the bell, Beigong Boyu is relying on the support of the Qiang clan to become a climate, as long as you can convince the Xiliang Ma clan, the head of Beigong Boyu, someone will send it to you. Don't leave it at this today, there will be a period later! ā
"Wait, Brother Guo, why are you so sure that the person you sent over must be me......"
Mu Shan still had a lot of questions in his heart, but Guo Jia was just smiling, and with Xuexi, Yan Liang and the others, they turned into blood light and fled into the distance.
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The battle between Gonggong and Xuan Ming, the life-and-death battle between Ma Chao and Yan Xing, Chi Ji and Yu Hui in Mu Tianzi's Eight Horses, Chengying, one of the top ten famous swords, and all the past events that Mu Shan saw in Huangquan Sansheng. Dong Zhuo, Sun Jian, Sun Ce, and Zhou Yu, what kind of dragon and tiger battle will be staged in Xiliang.