A dim full moon.

Light gray stratus clouds.

Pouring rain.

And the one that seemed to fill the entire sky, the afterglow of the streamer.

The shadow of a whistling fist ignites the humid air.

The red-hot air currents evaporate the poured rainwater.

Light and shadow switched rapidly, as if they were afraid that a snub would miss that decisive moment.

However, that decisive moment was delayed.

Just like the eternal battle between heaven and hell, the so-called showdown, from the beginning, does not seem to stop.

The flaming figure frantically flickered, like a wolf that had been hungry for weeks, frantically chasing down all the prey in front of him.

Whether it's a rabbit, a shadow, a beauty, or even a silver thread.

What can be torn, all torn, what can be destroyed, all destroyed.

Everything that stood in his way would be destroyed by him in the most concise and effective way.

Fist, Flaming Fist, Fist of Steel.

The temperature of the fire, the speed of the wind, the solidity of the earth, the treacherousness of the water.

It is such a straightforward and concise attack, but it precisely combines the characteristics of the four basic elements, so that it becomes invincible and invincible.

"Boom!"

There was an earth-shattering bang.

The huge fist shadow collapsed in a melodious sound of the piano.

A brilliant wheel of light quickly spread out from heaven and earth.

Accompanied by a huge impact like a mountain of seas.

"Boom la la ......"

The torn wings, like a soft boat, carried the little soul leisurely and floated down, and in an instant, it was sunk by the pouring rain.

The white dove, who had no time to escape, inexplicably became a victim of this aftermath, worthless, but helpless.

The wet feather fell straight down.

Just like that, a dark shadow.

"Bump!"

There was a muffled sound, a hole, a piece of rubble.

The remaining eleven shadows flew out quickly, fanning out, protecting the hole behind them.

Uniform movements, as if as one.

The Twelve Rakshasas are not so much human beings as living machines.

There is no emotion, no pain, all human weaknesses are abandoned, and in the end, only absolute obedience remains.

Even if the command that needs to be obeyed, it is death.

In a flash of light, the shadow that had fallen quickly flew out of the hole, and without even bothering to check the injury, it rushed back into the sky that was constantly bursting with sparks.

However, before he could rush to the ground.

His breath suffocated, but it was a huge shadow that rushed down towards him.

The black rabbit, obviously, was already a full circle smaller than at the beginning of the battle, but the huge size still pressed him to the ground without any suspense.

Rushing to there, the war was already raging, the king's capital.

"Boom!"

The small shop, which collapsed in an instant, quickly squeezed all kinds of fruits into a pile of fresh juice.

Then, it was diluted by the pouring rain.

The rabbit that had just been bombarded to the ground shook the rabbit's head fiercely, and there seemed to be tears faintly flashing in the red rabbit eyes.

The originally smooth hair, at this moment, has long become mottled, burnt skin, clotted blood clots, can be seen everywhere, but the six wide front teeth are still white and sharp.

In the midst of a grumbling of "Mi Goo Mi Goo", the black rabbit suddenly kicked its legs and pounced on the flaming figure again.

"Bump!"

"Boom!"

"Zizi!"

"Ryo!"

The sound is still noisy, and the air is still noisy.

The sound and the breath were intertwined like this, shaking the eardrums a little faintly.

A shadow quickly flashed through the storm.

And behind her, what was even more violent than the storm was the violent fist shadow.

"Roar!"

Like, the roar of a beast.

The flame-like figure suddenly stopped, and a trace of bloodthirsty light quickly flashed in those eagle-like eyes.

"Crazy for all! Where are you?! ”

A violent roar, as if to pass through the constraints of space, straight into someone's ear.

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"Haha, if you let Hou Wuchi know that Yu Yiren is here now, I'm afraid that even if he needs to tear out a dimensional crack with his bare hands, he will rush over non-stop."

Hearty laughter was clearly transmitted through the empty hall.

However, there was no answer.

In response to him, there was only the "rumbling" ground, which echoed like thunder.

And those two, footsteps that were so clear that they were completely separated.

"You...... Are you still angry with your father? ”

Slightly, a sigh, it seems to be to the air, and it seems, to the time.

Wangui is crazy, there is no looking back, and he is still striding forward.

There was light, shining from the crystal clear ground, like a large glowing gem, illuminating the entire hall with a crystal light.

But the slightest trace of the clouds that surrounds it reminds visitors all the time that it is not crystal, let alone a gem, but a black ice.

I don't know how many tens of thousands of years it will take to form such a large chunk of Xuanbing......

Probably, it starts from the beginning of heaven and earth......

After all, this hall is so deep and so long that there is almost no end in sight.

Of course, the top of it is not in sight.

Only countless crystal clear giant pillars of Xuanbing stood upright, from the left and right sides of the main hall, one after another, in an orderly manner, stretching to a height that could not be reached by light.

There, perhaps, there is the gaze of the gods, look down.

Unfortunately, the gods could not see them.

Because, too small.

Yiyi didn't answer, and the purple birdcage umbrella still covered her face.

Just like that one, the pale face was hidden by the golden liquid.

It doesn't flow, it doesn't drip, the dark golden liquid, glowing with a faint light, like a mask, sticking to the boy's face.

It's just that the young man has long since lost the strength to take it off, let alone show a smile to comfort the girl behind him.

"Don't show such an expression, you know, if a man doesn't have any scars, it means that he has escaped everything, such a boy is not handsome at all."

I tried to show a hint of laughter, but when the words came to my lips, they turned into a touch of exclamation and comfort.

"However, if you just come back with scars all over your body, and no one can protect them, then these scars are just marks of shame."

The simple words pierced deep into the burly body like sharp thorns.

Every breath is filled with pain that goes deep into the bone marrow, and every memory makes the heart begin to suffocate.

"Don't worry, it's useless, this kid will be fine."

How much I wanted to turn my head, like a child, and rub her head dotingly, but the moment I turned my head, it only turned into a wry smile.

There was a toxin called "Lonely", which began to spread in Wangui's heart, making him unable to help but cough softly.

In the girl's eyes, there was a moment of hesitation rushing out, but she was stubbornly pushed back.

"Where are you taking me?"

"Take you where you need to go. A place you should have been there a long time ago, but perhaps never will. ”

The seemingly mysterious words were said in a regretful tone.

The footsteps ahead suddenly quickened.

But the figure that followed closely behind began to hesitate.

"Many times I wonder if you are my father, whether you are the father who supported me with one hand and the whole country with the other when I was a child."

"Haha, who knows? If you will, remember the maniac back then...... That Wangui Maniac is the real Wangui Maniac. ”

Real ...... Is Wangui crazy......

But, obviously, it's still you!

But why, why can't you forgive, can't face up to this man who is a little depressed in front of him?

Is it because he failed? Or is it because he didn't bring his mother back?

No one stipulates that he must be invincible, and no one asks for it, he must protect everything.

But sure enough, the king who came back alone, the father who came back alone, will never be the father in his heart!

Follow, follow and walk.

With his head down, he was thinking about something, and it was like, he wasn't thinking about anything.

Just like this, slowly, following the man in front of him, towards the depths of the main hall.

The cold is getting heavier and heavier.

The fog is getting thicker and thicker.