Chapter 60: The Wind Rises
"Hmph! The ants want to run away. ”
The dark shadow was angry, and the cold voice rang out from the sky above the grove.
Immediately, the black shadow flapped its lilac wings and walked at a speed as fast as a dragon and a tiger, drawing a black shadow over the grove.
The waning moon gradually disappeared into the clouds, and in the thousands of miles of groves outside Qingyang City, two figures fled and chased, and the figures on the ground were as fast as the wind, drawing a series of afterimages in the woods, which was impossible to capture.
And above this remnant, there is a black shadow, chasing at great speed.
After a while, the speed of the afterimage on the ground decreased sharply, and his strength changed from the Nine Heavens of the Spirit Master to the Four Heavens of the Spirit Master.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, the afterimage on the ground, a bronze light shone brightly, and under the shroud of the Dao Bronze Light Curtain, the speed of the afterimage increased again.
Obviously, Chen Fan has reached the limit speed.
With the blessing of the bronze treasure body, Chen Fan could barely keep a little distance from the black shadow behind him, but it was difficult to escape from the black shadow's sight, which made Chen Fan's eyebrows furrow.
Chen Fan's Supreme Nine Heavens' Divine Consciousness spread out in an instant, and the radius was hundreds of miles, all covered by his divine sense, allowing him to naturally avoid the woods and rocks.
"Rumble"
Suddenly, in Qingyang City, there was a thunderous sound that shook the sky.
With the sound of thunder, a glow of light illuminated the entire sky, and the afterimage was blocked by this dazzling light.
Qingyang City, which was originally filled with the smell of blood, was scattered by this glow at this time.
"Lu'er, it's important. ”
In Qingyang City, a sound of vicissitudes sounded. The sound broke through the void and reached the ears of the dark shadow.
As soon as this vicissitudes of life fell, the black shadow chasing Chen Fan turned pale and stopped, and then quickly returned to Qingyang City.
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At the same time, on the top of a snow-capped mountain, a middle-aged man who was supposed to be meditating, after this thunderclap, his closed eyes opened, and a look that forgot the past and the present blinked at the sky, and the man was dressed in a yellow robe, looking like a real dragon.
"The left hand of God is in the world, and it must be another strife. ”
However, this voice was like an ancient well, so that the air in the sky retreated one after another, and went straight to the sky, the top of the mountain covered with snow all the year round, who could have known that there was another person here.
Such a voice did not only appear on this snow-capped mountain, but under a hellish fire solution, there sat a middle-aged man in a Taoist robe, who looked like a beautiful man's face, and was afraid that countless women would be moved.
"The left hand of the gods, the periphery of the mist spirit vein, the direction of Qingyang City. ”
The beautiful man's murmur made the entire molten shone violently, and the layers of molten slurry dispersed like water waves.
When the molten slurry dispersed, I saw his eyes, as if looking through the ethereal nothingness, his red eyes opened, and there was a momentum of the sky, as if he was the sky.
In the same situation, there is an ancient temple, which can be said to be in ruins, an empty ancient temple, only a plaque is still standing in the ruins, and the big three ancient characters, the dragon and the phoenix dance are engraved on this plaque.
Bodhi Temple!
"God's Left Hand!"
If someone is careful, they will find that someone is sitting in the void, without the support of any object, and there is no strong aura emanating from it, but he can meditate in the void.
Chen Fanruo saw this scene, he was afraid that he couldn't help laughing, because this person was a ceramic baby, with a bare head, and a string of Buddhist beads on the head, it seemed that this string of Buddhist beads was bigger than him, and there was a string of beads on his hand, but it was relatively small, and his gesture was a Buddha number.
However, it is such a ceramic baby, with a short body, when he opens his eyes, his eyes are full of Buddha characters, and his crystal clear eyes can capture people's souls.
......
This is a piece of farmland, a middle-aged woman, after hearing the thunder, put down the hoe in her hand and stared at the sky.
Her eyes opened, and a fierce aura emanated from her eyes, causing the spiritual grass in the farmland to bend down.
When the woman straightened out, she could see that she was not a woman, but a peerless beauty, and her white skin could not hide her beauty even if it was cloth.
Before he could pay attention, the man silently spoke: "God's left hand, hehe!"
With a light sound, with the power of destroying the world, this piece of spiritual grass almost turned into dust, and then, the woman restrained her momentum, like an old farmer.
These are all caused by an earth-shattering thunderclap, and being able to let them know so many things is purely like controlling the heavens and the earth.
However, this is not over, in an unknown city, a Taoist priest set up a stall and was preparing to collect the stall and go home, but this earth-shattering thunder made him quickly pinch his fingers.
"A life of earth-shattering thunder! Half a life of ups and downs, the ancient road is not subject to the wind, and the barrenness cannot be retained. ”
"The left hand of the god was born, hehe, interesting!"
The Taoist priest put away the signboard of dust and fortune-telling, and disappeared into this city in an instant, if Chen Fan saw his signboard, he designated to find him to reason because, his signboard read, "News of the martial cultivator, ten high-grade fine coins." ”
Isn't this what to do with him? Unfortunately, Chen Fan didn't know about this person.
The speed of the Taoist priest was like a shadow, and he disappeared into the city in an instant, and even the masters in this city did not realize that there was once a Taoist priest who was a martial cultivator here.
......
"Gah!"
"What's going on!"
Chen Fan didn't feel it, he only felt that the palpitations behind him disappeared, and then, while he was running away, he looked back in the direction of Qingyang City, which had been filled with Dao Xiaguang, like a fairyland of the day.
"Boom!"
Chen Fan stopped Jixun's footsteps.
"Buzz ......!"
The long sword in his hand trembled constantly, as if he was attracted by something, and wanted to break free from the shackles of his palm.
At this time, the embroidered long sword was fading off the embroidery pattern, revealing a dazzling cold light, which made Chen Fan unable to open his eyes.
"Ma Dan, this Qingyang City is the tomb of some powerful person!"
Chen Fan muttered.
The long sword in his hand, three feet long, three inches thick, and three inches wide, seemed to be unharmed from the usual long sword, but at this time, Chen Fan couldn't hold it with the power of the bronze treasure body.
In particular, after the long sword emitted that dazzling light, it became even heavier.
"Bell!"
In less than a moment, Chen Fan's palm was numb, the dazzling light was shining, and bursts of thunder and lightning wrapped around Chen Fan's right hand, making Chen Fan can't help but let go of his hand, and the long sword also fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.
Chen Fan frowned!
"Ma Dan, just a rotten long sword, is so powerful. ”
Chen Fan stared at the long sword on the ground, shining brightly, and thunder snakes and lightning flashes made him dare not reach out to pick it up.