Holding the sword in the autumn, it is not enough to live up to the white bones of the predecessors.

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"Your Majesty, what are you doing?!" There was a sudden sound behind him, and King Jean-Gremeen was stunned when he heard the sound, and looked back viciously with the broken blade in his hand, only to see the national teacher Alonso standing behind him, looking at him with a puzzled expression.

"Your Majesty, you actually damaged the Luna Scythe! This will not be able to communicate with our gods! Alonso was taken aback at the sight of the broken blade and cried out.

"What? Do you want to defend your God? Jean approached step by step with a half-cut scythe, and unabashedly surged towards Alonso.

Alonso became a national teacher not only because of his ability to manipulate cursed werewolves, but also because he was also the high priest who communicated with "Mr. Blue". However, unexpectedly, seeing King Jean coming over with murderous intentions, Alonso not only did not retreat, but smiled.

"My king, I am more faithful to you than to God." Alonso smiled and said, "Moreover, I may have a way to resurrect His Royal Highness Prince Liam." ”

Hearing this, King Jean paused, and then disappeared in disbelief, "What did you just say?" Do you have a way to resurrect the prince? And willing to abandon the gods and follow me?! ”

Alonso nodded incomprehensibly and held out his hand to Jean, "Why not that?" My Majesty. ”

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"No!"

The palm that was chasing Cheng Xiaotian suddenly burst out, and his words, which had been without mood fluctuations, were full of anger. "Jean, how dare you betray me!"

Cheng Xiaotian didn't know why he glanced back, and was suddenly so frightened that his hair stood on end, only to see that the palm of his hand had been clenched into a fist, wrapped in the sound of turbulent wind and thunder, and accelerated towards him.

Cheng Xiaotian's speed had reached the limit, and there was no room to dodge, he hurriedly turned back, and his left hand, which had been pinching his chest, began to carve it quickly. In an instant, the runes appeared one by one, and a full five runes were thrown on the flight path by him, blocking the faster and faster fists.

Rumble!

The first golden rune shattered in response, and the sound of metal striking was deafening, and after the fist broke the golden rune, it began to elongate, and the fist blade gradually became sharper, and then penetrated the wooden rune.

Cheng Xiaotian flew back, while nervously staring at the "fist" that began to shrink and deform rapidly, and the Yuntong Sword had already been lifted in his hand.

In the past, he was messing around in Shushan, and every time he made a few old guys angry, but he was helpless against him, because he only knew the power of his uncles and uncles, but he was never afraid, and today he has just experienced the horror of returning to the void realm. It's just that a divine thought is projected through the void, and he can't resist it at all, if this is the main body......

The thought turned to this, and the water charm was also shattered, and it collapsed like a mirror. And the fist had completely condensed, shrinking into a 3-meter-long awl, and the whole body emitted a blue cold light.

There was a loud "boom", and a fire suddenly rose in the night sky, and the red fire talisman was instantly penetrated by the awl, and the forest below was illuminated transparently.

However, after piercing the fire talisman, the awl shrank sharply, leaving only about two meters long.

Cheng Xiaotian's eyes froze, and he suddenly had a plan, it was obvious that this strange divine thought was afraid of high temperatures and light. At the moment he kept heading east and began to climb desperately.

It's dawn and the sun is about to rise!

When it is long!

The last earth talisman collapsed, and the air was filled with dust, but it was useless, the awl rushed out of the dust, still stabbing Cheng Xiaotian straight at the angle.

Cheng Xiaotian was desperately flying upward, and above his head, the sunlight was slowly pressing down like a moving golden ceiling.

"Anshe!" The awl roared angrily, accelerated again, and almost only took a second to penetrate in front of Cheng Xiaotian, and the dense air crackle rushed over like a firecracker.

Cheng Xiaotian was horrified, and subconsciously raised his sword and stabbed it, the tip of the sword was on the awl, only to hear the sound of "dang", with the contact point as the center, the wind and clouds in the sky changed, and a huge ripple ring burst out.

The moment they touched, the awl and the Yuntong Sword shattered at the same time, the awl turned into a cluster of blue stars, and the Yuntong Sword turned back into a cloud of mist, each tumbling back. Cheng Xiaotian's seven orifices were bleeding, like a projectile, and he was crashed into the air with a roar, passed through the darkness, and flew into the sunlight before he began to slow down.

In just an instant, Cheng Xiaotian had been seriously injured, Dao Ji was damaged, and he had stopped spinning, facing the dazzling sun, but he felt that his eyes were black.

"It's amazing...... Cheng Xiaotian smiled bitterly, raised his left hand and used the remaining little spiritual power to draw the Dao Earth Talisman, wiped it in front of him, and fainted. The talisman swooped back, enveloping him completely, turning into a massive rock and falling downward.

The sunlight chased the falling rock downward, but it only shrouded the cloud formed by the collapse of the Yuntong Sword, and the rock began to fall at an accelerated rate, disappearing into the darkness.

Tong!

The boulder slammed into the ground, sinking halfway in, and within a radius of a mile, the trees trembled violently. Then the rock began to sink slowly, and soon melted into the earth, and there was no abnormality on the surface.

A few minutes later, Vandal Deerhelm and Lylar flew down and stood where the boulder had landed.

"Why is it gone?" After looking around, Vandal asked gloomily, his face was full of anger now, and the indifference and arrogance of the past had disappeared without a trace. Having lost the Night Elf's treasure and failing to save his son, the Great Druid is on the verge of losing his mind.

Lelar was well aware of the seriousness of the matter, and he, who had been in a-for-tat confrontation with Van Dahl, did not say anything this time and quietly took a few steps back.

"Bastard! Bastard! You come out for me! The rampager Vandal slammed into the earth, scolding angrily, and became more and more agitated.

The madness continued on the sun shining on the earth, and after no result, the Vandal Deer Helmet jumped upward, turned into a crow and flew westward, and a furious voice came from high in the sky, "Cheng Xiaotian, I want you to bury my son in the whole Arashi Basin!" ”

Lailar's expression was solemn, and after a while, he let out a cold "snort" and spread his wings and flew towards Gilneth City.

The sky was as blue as a wash, and the clouds were completely cleared by the collision between the Yuntong sword and the awl just now, only a cloud of white clouds hung directly above the glade and coiled slowly, and the wind could not disperse.

Underground, Cheng Xiaotian's fingers, which had always been like a dead man, suddenly trembled, and he spit out a breath of turbidity, and as he woke up, the rock that wrapped him finally stopped sinking.

Although Cheng Xiaotian had woken up, he didn't dare to move, so he could only lie on his back.

His body was full of wounds, and even the foundation of the Lotus Terrace was covered with cracks, and he could no longer function. Once the Dao Foundation collapses, it is equivalent to destroying the foundation of cultivation, and he can only abandon the physical body and reincarnate and recultivate, because Cheng Xiaotian does not dare to move at all, for fear that this baby bump will shatter like glass.

Generally speaking, the Zhuji monk was injured so badly that it was definitely a break in his muscles and bones, and he couldn't recover from a 100-year retreat, but this time it was different, Cheng Xiaotian had the Mu Hua that he had just swallowed, and he could recover soon.

The Mu Hua was now in his chest, sinking, slowly, slowly, after about a day and a night, before it fell into his lower abdomen and hung above the Daoji. After stopping, Mu Hua began to emit a faint green halo, and the damaged lotus platform gradually became a little alive under this glow.

In the depths of this land, Cheng Xiaotian began his first retreat in his life, and what will happen to the outside world at this time? (To be continued.) )