Chapter 669: On the Dao
"I see. β
"That's exactly how it should be. β
Le Buleng and Dai Gang's self-talk sounded at the same time, and the two were stunned for a moment, but then looked at each other and smiled, unabashedly admiring each other.
The wind hunts, witnessing the legend.
After three days and three nights, the two were like confidants and friends, without reservation, calmly coping, and benefited each other a lot.
Dai Gang's eyes showed a look of regret: "This method is not cold, the strange peaks are protruding, and it is unique." The fire has been formed, and the body is like firewood, and the inherent defects in it cannot be made up for in a short time. It's a pity that my brother's life will be short. β
Le Bu Leng had a vague feeling before, and after three days and three nights, many vague places were now suddenly clear.
Le Bu laughed: "What is a pity? This life is enough, no regrets!"
Dai Gang's face was full of appreciation, and he said leisurely: "Until today, I have to admit that Brother Bu Leng is not only qualified to be my opponent, but also a good opponent. β
Le Bu sneered, full of mockery: "Lao Tzu still needs you to admit it? Also, you made a mistake." Lao Tzu has no interest in being your opponent at all, Lao Tzu's interest is to destroy you. β
Le Buleng said vulgarly, Dai Gang was not angry at all, and chuckled: "It seems that I am going to disappoint Brother Bu Leng, who can destroy me? Only the sky can destroy me! Emperor Sage can't do it, and Brother Bu Leng can't do it." β
The words that were extremely arrogant were said softly, as if the clouds were light and the wind was light.
Le Bu squinted his eyes coldly, did not hide his murderous intentions, and said hesitantly: "Yes, Lao Tzu thinks that this time there is a great opportunity." Your heart is broken, could it be that your loved ones are dying? Tsk, I didn't expect that a hypocrite with a heart like iron will also have a sad day. In this way, Lao Tzu looks at you a lot. What, do you want Lao Tzu to comfort you with a word of sorrow?"
Dai Gang was not annoyed, and said with a smile: "Life is long, and there are not one or two sad things, isn't it boring? Sadness and happiness are all in my heart. Brother Bu Leng is so anxious, he also knows that his life will not last long, and there are too many unfinished thoughts, so he can only hate Jiuquan. β
Le Buleng saw that Dai Gang's heart was injured, and he was no longer in the same state as before. A strong person in a realm like them, whose minds have been tempered countless times, is stronger than steel, and is spotless, and a tiny scar is unimaginable.
Dai Gang also deduced that Le Bu was not cold for a long time, and Le Bu Cold's method was too domineering, beyond the limit of what his body could bear. Being able to maintain the furious power in the body for a short period of time without collapsing is already a genius.
The two of them are arguing with each other, their words are like knives, and they are the most attacking.
The harmonious atmosphere that was like a confidant before is gone, and this is like a life and death enemy.
Le Bu laughed coldly: "Lao Tzu is frank and open, if he dies, he will die, the red stripes will come, the red stripes will go, it will be very fast! Not to mention that on the Huangquan Road, there are still you with you, and it is not lonely at all." β
Dai Gang sighed angrily: "Brother Bu Leng is really enviable, then let me personally send Brother Bu Leng a ride." As for the life below, I'm afraid that Brother Bu Leng won't be able to take it away. β
Le Bule showed impatience: "After three days of rambling, my saliva is dry." Come on!"
Dai Gang saluted solemnly: "Respect Brother Bu Leng, send Brother Bu Leng!"
The killing machine is agitated, and the sky is cloudless.
He Nanshan watched the windmill sword disappear, and his face was full of unwillingness.
The other party did not have the slightest intention of fighting, and easily avoided his carefully constructed defense line and disappeared behind them. If the windmill sword doesn't want to fight, no one else can do anything about it.
He Nanshan shook his head, feeling that he was also thinking too naΓ―vely, the Thunder Sword was never impulsive and brainless.
The situation was getting worse and worse, and he actually saw two windmill swords!
Before, he could comfort himself with his worries, maybe it was not easy to expand the scale of the Thunder Sword, or the windmill sword was extremely difficult to manufacture, just like Zhenshen Peak, which made it difficult for the windmill sword to increase its scale. And the two windmill swords in front of him completely shattered his little luck.
The Kingdom of God will soon face more massive Thunder Swords, more Windmill Swords.
The scene of the windmill sword covering the sky and the sun came to mind, and then thinking of the suffering he had suffered enough in the hands of the Thunder Sword recently, He Nanshan felt a headache.
If the problem of the windmill sword made He Nanshan feel a headache, then the breaking of the [Fireworks Lock] made his heart tremble. The crazy words of the god sacrifice before his death still echoed in He Nanshan's ears.
Your Majesty......
He Nanshan's heart trembled and came back to his senses. Your Majesty, of course, is absolutely impossible, but......
The level of divine cultivation power is very strict, and the power of the superior is all-round crushing of the inferior. The [Fireworks Lock] was swept away, the whole process was as fast as a flint, and there was a trace of breath contained in it, He Nanshan was inexplicably familiar.
It is indeed the breath of His Majesty!
He Nanshan thought of the holy relic divine blood, and not long ago I heard that His Majesty had rewarded the holy relic to His Royal Highness She Yu. Could it be that there was someone on the other side who also had a holy relic? But apart from that wisp of breath, He Nanshan didn't feel the slightest fluctuation of blood spiritual power.
It doesn't make sense!
More and more doubts were churning in He Nanshan's mind, and the situation became more and more confusing.
He settled down and squeezed out two words from between his teeth: "Go back to the camp!"
Once the Thunder Sword breaks through the blockade, it will be a dragon entering the sea, and they have no way to do it, and they can't do it with their butts.
Immediately after the two windmill swords broke through the defensive line, they parted ways, and they would search in different directions.
The windmill sword was suspended above a lake, and on the water, Shi Xueman took several Yuan Corrections and threw a light blue diamond-shaped crystal into the lake.
Diamond-shaped crystals are North Sea signal buoys that are made overnight before departure, and they are able to release special yuan force fluctuations that propagate along lakes, rivers, and underground water systems. For the North Sea Ministry, water is their best friend.
There are also air buoys capable of spreading through cloud moisture, but the enemy clearly understands this, and there is hardly a single cloud in the sky along the way. Besides, there is nothing to hide in the air, and the only hiding place for them in the Beihai Sea is the water system deep underground.
The Yuan Xiu who placed the buoy were all subordinates who had followed Shi Xueman since he took up his post in Beihai, and they knew how to contact their comrades-in-arms back then.
But so far, they haven't received any feedback.
The propagation distance of the elemental force fluctuation of the buoy is limited, and one must be placed at intervals to form an effective connection.
Ai Hui sat on the deck, examining a black sword. To be honest, the black sword was able to devour blood smoke, and he was also very surprised.
On his right hand, Lou Lan was also holding a black sword, and even his posture was exactly the same as Ai Hui's. Ai Hui raised the blade of the sword and looked along the blade, and Lou Lan also raised the blade and looked along the blade. Ai Hui erected the black sword and wiped his fingers over the sword body, and Lou Lan also erected the black sword and wiped his fingers over the sword body. Ai Hui put down the black sword in his hand, and Lou Lan also put down the black sword in his hand.
Ai Hui turned his head to the right, and Lou Lan followed with him turned his head to the left.
One person and one sand puppet, with big eyes and small eyes.
Ai Hui's expression was serious: "Do you see anything?" Loulan. β
Loulan said in a serious tone: "No, Ai Hui." β
The air was quiet for a while.
Ai Hui threw the black sword in his hand casually, and the whole person fell backwards, spread his arms, and spread it on the deck.
The black sword made several circles in the air, like a homing bird, firmly inserted into the sword tower.
The blue sky is cloudless, and the warm sun is warm and comfortable on the body.
Lou Lan also threw the black sword in his hand towards the sword tower, Xue lay back, and Xue Ai Hui spread his arms and spread it on the deck. Compared with Ai Hui, Loulan interprets the word "stall" more vividly, his body melts, like a spread of bread, only the head remains intact, and the eyes exposed on the mask are bent into two curved moons.
After a while, Ai Hui heard a popping sound beside him and turned his head to look.
I saw Loulan's body spread out into sand cakes, and I don't know when sand bubbles floated one after another. Puff, puff, sand bubbles burst one after another, turning into a row of sand words, "Loulan is so happy!"
The sand word undulates like being blown by the wind.
Ai Huiha laughed out loud.
Inexplicably, I felt the warmth of this world in my heart.
"Loulan, if the battle is over, what do you want to do?"
"What Ai Hui does, Loulan does. β
"That's right, how about opening a Yuanli soup shop for you?"
"Okay, good, Loulan likes it!"
"Tie Niu is responsible for collecting money, and no one will dare to eat the overlord meal. β
The fat man on the side cast a disdainful gaze, if it weren't for Ai Hui's obscenity, he would definitely not be able to help but mock.
They are all masters, they are all heroes, and they are all people with so many brothers!
Is the iron girl responsible for collecting money? It's so heart-wrenching to be so mindless!
Tie Niu is the top personnel who collects protection money, who dares not to pay it? Occupy seven or eight streets and collect protection money, how comfortable and leisurely it should be.
Suddenly, Ai Hui sat up straight and stood up, the lazy look on his face disappearing. He looked out toward the wilderness hills in the distance, his gaze as sharp as a sword.
The fat man reacted quickly, and immediately came back to his senses from the sweet dream of collecting protection money: "Is there a situation?"
He followed Ai Hui's gaze, but saw nothing.
Loulan also appeared beside him, his eyes widened, and he didn't notice it.
Ai Hui's face was calm, and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes: "I feel a very strange aura, but it's far away from us. β
The fat man perked up: "Blood cultivation?"
"No, it's the Yuan Force Fluctuation. β
The fat man muttered, "That's definitely not blood cultivation, who is that?"
Ai Hui shook his head: "It's not." β
When the water element force fluctuation of the division Beihai broke out, there was also a unique yuan force fluctuation, indicating that the Tianye Department was also involved, and there was a conflict with the Beihai Department.
The fluctuation of the Yuan Force of the Heavenly Leaf Department is very special and easy to identify.
However, this wisp of Yuan Force fluctuations is very different from the Yuan Force fluctuations of the Tianye Division, and it is easy to judge.
The fat man asked, "Which line of Yuan Xiu is it?"
Ai Hui shook his head: "I don't know." β
The fat man was stunned for a moment: "Can't you judge which line of Yuan Xiu?"
Ai Hui nodded: "Yes, it's a bit of a strange fluctuation, it's hard to judge which line, I haven't encountered it before." β
The fat man's expression became serious.