In the distant night sky, there were frequent rolling thunder and purple arcs, like the grandest fireworks in the world, piercing the eyes and shocking people's hearts.

The arc swayed, and in the blink of an eye, it spread across the entire sky.

This is the wrath of the heavens, and it is also a celestial phenomenon, it seems that it has been a long time, and the heavens and the earth have not been so turbulent, and the last time was more than ten years ago.

At the same time, in a place that people could not see with the naked eye, in the far distance, a purple star suddenly became dim.

At the first moment when the purple electric arc flashed, more than a dozen pairs of eyes on the ground pierced the far-reaching night sky at the same time, and some people even flew towards the place where the purple electric light appeared.

Someone in Wuji Palace sighed, and then three old figures walked out of the cave heaven and blessed land together, and immediately beckoned the palace master Haoyue over, and said sternly: "That's how you let that kid go?"

Haoyue's face was colorless, and she nodded weakly and said, "The juniors know their mistakes." ”

An old man said hoarsely: "Knowing that the mistake is small, he is in danger at the moment, and you may make a big mistake." ”

Haoyue was shocked, and prayed, "Can the senior help him?"

The old man calmed down and said slowly: "The drunkard is gone, I hope he is not greedy for a cup tonight." ”

In the deep valley of Chaotian Mountain, someone got up in the middle of the night, as if he had lost a beloved thing, his face was hurried, and his heart was even more empty, and then he picked up a few tools casually, walked outside and began to chisel.

In a dilapidated village in the country of Guirou, in a farmhouse with the smell of corruption, an old man and a young man were squeezed into a bed and sleeping soundly, suddenly, the child woke up, his forehead was full of sweat, and then he dragged the old man's beard and shook it and said: "Master, master, it's thundering outside, and the apprentice doesn't dare to sleep, can you hug the apprentice tightly?"

But the old man did not reply, as if he were dead, and allowed the mischievous boy to pull off his beard several times without waking up.

In the deep mountains of Shennong's family, there was also a different sigh.

So it is in the Sage Domain.

Chongyang Hall is even more so, Chongyang Ancestor was the first to leave empty.

Even the peach blossom village is the same, an old woman is pillow her own embroidered peach blossom pillow sweet sleep, with the rolling thunder suddenly woke up, the old woman re-lit the lamp, with the tip of the needle to pick up the bun, began to embroider peach blossoms late at night.

The most intense repercussions were the Fengtian Dynasty, Si Tianjian scribbled the monitored visions as soon as possible, and drove to the Xingde Palace in the middle of the night overnight.

However, the man saw from a distance that the palace gate of Xingde Palace was wide open, and a hurried figure was only wearing a simple pajama to run outside the palace gate.

The Western Wilderness Palace is like this, the Jin Kingdom Palace is like this, and the whole world is like this, but everyone who is awakened is panicked.

At this moment there was a person, dressed in a pitch-black robe, he had been standing with an arrow for a long time, he had been waiting for the moment, waiting for a time to kill, when the first purple lightning appeared in the distant sky, he drew the whole bow.

At this moment, in the face of the vision of the heavens, Wushan did not rein in time, but intensified, frequently urging the means and frantically absorbing.

With the passage of Ziyun, Xiao Jiansheng's breath was rapidly sluggish, his skin and flesh were drying, his black hair was drying, his eyes were sunken, and his lips were as colorless as his face, as if his life was flowing with Ziyun

Passing and passing quickly.

On the contrary, Wushan's face was rapidly ruddy, full of luster, as if the tip of the pen was full of ink, rich and dripping, and as if he had eaten some kind of great tonic, to the point of non-catharsis.

Wu Shan laughed wildly: "I see, you have been a dead person since you were born, and the reason why you have been able to live until now is just to have this luck to continue your life, and you will become a dead person again without it." ”

Xiao Jiansheng's sunken eyes suddenly blinked, and then stopped moving.

He's dead, how is that possible?

Wu Shan's words stabbed a person's heart, she suddenly felt black in front of her, at this moment, her heart seemed to be broken into countless pieces, Xiao Jian's changes before and after his life were imprinted in her heart, she was familiar with every part of his body, a little deformation could not escape her eyes, she began to think about that sentence over and over again.

Indeed, his life was passing fast.

At this moment, her heart was also struggling on the edge of the near death.

At last, her tears burst into her waters, and she could no longer hide her strength in front of him, her countenance became haggard because of his pain, and her breath became weaker and weaker, and her black and green silk began to dye a little white at the ends of her hair, like frost.

She didn't care about any of this and decided to face death with him.

She began to exert her qi sea with all her might, and in that cage-like black shadow, she forcibly burst out a wisp of the most tenacious breath of vitality, rising little by little, like a round of dawn breaking through the night.

She didn't want to break the seal of Wushan, but she was determined to hit her heart.

At this moment, Xiao Jiansheng's breath became more and more sluggish, his body shook violently, the blood vessels on his arms were rapidly sinking, and the bright red blood, from galloping to slow, and then to stationary, seemed to be an irreversible process.

After a few breaths, Xiao Jiansheng coughed violently a few times, his voice was so weak, the sound seemed to be torn, the voice was bloody, and the sound was lower than the other.

At this moment, Wushan is like a bloodthirsty monster, while forcibly stripping off Ziyun, he does not forget to appreciate the process of a person's death, he has killed many people, there is no such enjoyment, he enjoys the changes in his body, enjoys his suppressed fear, enjoys the sound of her helpless crying, all of this is what he enjoys, as if gluttony.

I don't know how long it took, Xiao Jiansheng finally let out the strongest and weakest roar, his arm drooped violently, and suddenly, a purple column of qi rose into the sky on his body, about to shoot into the night sky.

"Do you want to escape?"

Suddenly, Wu Shan sneered and raised his arms high, and the moment his palms were facing each other, a closed black ripple spread around, like a net-like sphere, the outside of the sphere was extremely weird, purely made of thin wires as slender as silk, densely packed than silkworm cocoons, the silver arc of light above the sphere flickered, revealing a palpitating evil energy,

The sphere rose against the wind, expanding countless times in an instant, enveloping the purple qi pillar that was intended to follow, along with him and Xiao Jiansheng.

The sphere is not something else, but a world condensed by Wushan with his life's energy, the world of the real witch, compared to the previous pediatrics, the world within the sphere has undergone earth-shaking changes, each thin line represents a strange force, representing a dead person, thousands of thin lines, thousands of people who died in his hands.

He didn't want to be like this, after all, it was too risky for him to forcibly build a world, this was a space he used to expand, this was him

The most powerful blow of the practice so far, I have never used it. However, since ancient times, wealth and danger have been sought, if he successfully absorbs Ziyun, who can stop him in the future world, he will be a peerless generation of witch kings who dominate the world, and his achievements are unmatched.

In the world of witches, outsiders can't peep, they can only look up.

Those subordinates of Wushan fell to the ground in unison and bowed down reverently.

The big porcelain bowl glared angrily, she could sacrifice her life for the princess, and she could also sacrifice her life for the princess's life at a critical moment, but her desire to fight for her life was firmly imprisoned, and she could only worry about his safety for no reason.

I don't know when, Zhao Lingxue was already as green as snow, like snow covering her face, her face was sad, and when she saw this scene, her heart suddenly calmed down. A wisp of resolute qi escaped from her sea of qi, already approaching the position of her heart, and she was waiting for his summons at any time.

In the witch's world, Xiao Jiansheng was like a dead man, no breathing, no heartbeat, and every hair on his body was dead.

But there is only one place that is alive, the Lake of the Heart.

At this moment, there is a clear spring at the bottom of Guanxin Lake, and thousands of thin streams converge into a clear stream, wantonly colliding with the lake wall, circling up wildly, as the water level in the lake rises sharply, Xiao Jiansheng's mind is becoming clearer and clearer, he knows what terrible things are happening in the outside world, but he has no scruples, he is waiting on the edge of loneliness and death.

Waiting for a world that can compete with the world of witches, the world of reading.

At this moment, his mind was mixed and orderly, these were all memories from the patriarch and old man, these memories were so many that they needed to be combed through with great patience, to sort out, to peel off the cocoon, which was more complicated than the world of witches.

At the same time, he was also laughing in his heart, laughing at Wushan's self-defeating self-defeating was also a favor for him, if according to Wushan, he was already a dead man when he was born, and without Ziyun, he was still a dead man.

It can be said that Wushan is saving his life while trying to kill him, but it is just his unintentional move.

What Xiao Jiansheng can do now is to break out in silence, wait for the opportunity, and save the most powerful blow to disintegrate the witch's world from the inside, remove the tiles that built this world, and let the witch's world collapse with a bang.

The clear spring of Guanxin Lake is murmuring, and a pair of invisible wonderful hands will sow white lotus seeds one by one, and this moment is as busy as spring.

When the lotus seed falls into the water, it grows immediately.

At some point, there were white lotus flowers blooming on the surface of the lake, one, two, three......

Soon, thousands of lotus flowers spread across the lake, accompanied by bursts of fragrance.

Wu Shan naturally couldn't see the changes in Xiao Jiansheng's Guanxin Lake, in other words, in the face of the benefits that were about to arrive, he had no scruples about others.

At this moment, those purple qi clouds that could not escape had been forcibly absorbed by him to nearly half of the extent, and at this rate, it would be completed after more than a dozen breaths.

However, at this moment, a strange move on Xiao Jiansheng's body aroused Wushan's vigilance.

A man who was about to die, his complexion began to regain life.

Where Wushan can't see, every blood vessel in Xiao Jiansheng's inner body is remodeling, and the blood inside begins to continue to flow, this process seems to span the midwinter from late autumn to spring, which seems to be very long, but in fact it is very short, and it is so short that Wushan only has a surprising time.

Wu Shan subconsciously stopped absorbing, he suddenly felt a crisis that could threaten his life, anything is a foreign object, and the same is true for luck, there is a life to have a pastime, and no life is just an empty busy.

In an instant, Wushan retreated vigilantly.

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