A gust of wind blew through and blew up the dust in the gaps between the floor tiles, which was much whiter than the hue of the place, and when it blew into the eyes, it felt a little spicy, like lime powder. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Woo~~"

The terrible sound of the wind sounded, from all directions, the tones were different, but they were all extremely sad, and the listeners were really sad and wept. The wind was cold, and there was a stiff pain of being smashed on the skin.

The black figures who were eating, drinking, and having fun in the house panicked in the terrible wind, like headless flies, and like bats after radio wave interference, chaotic into a nest of porridge, although no sound came out, but Liu Zigui could feel that they were screaming, scared, looking like the end of the world.

The wind blew, and the quiet streets were in chaos, not only those black figures, but also the invisible breath, one by one particles were like sharp blades, cutting through the air and exploding, one after another, endlessly, even the heartbeat was added, the breathing was chaotic, the blood flowed backwards, a feeling of death.

The old witch's big red eyes popped out of two scarlet lights, which reminded Liu Zi of the decapitation of criminals in the TV series, the executioner raised the knife and fell, a bright red blood rose to the sky, and a head fell to the ground, and then rolled a few times, stained with a few hairy grasses.

The old witch's vision has the sharpness of the executioner's severed head knife, and the cruel smell of blood, and there is an illusion of Shura coming into the world.

Liu Zigui felt a momentum like a blade approaching him, as if he was about to split himself in half in the blink of an eye, and the sharp aura pierced the eyebrows with pain.

At this moment, the old witch seems to be connected with this world, not separated from each other, just like that stone dog, on the earth, it is a land, Liu Zigui clearly feels that this land has a mysterious power blessed on the old witch's body, just like he borrowed the power of a land in the divine domain, as if the old witch is the land lord here.

Liu Zigui didn't dare to hold it up, and if he lost his body in this place, no one dared to guarantee whether he could survive just by receiving the divine soul. As soon as his mind moved, a pale golden light shot out from the center of his eyebrows, which was only the size of a grain of rice at first, and the size of a fist in the blink of an eye, and then never grew larger.

"The spirit of the sky, the spirit of the earth, all things are in the way, the blessing is shining, E!"

Liu Zigui snapped softly, and the fist-sized Earth Lord Talisman bloomed with dazzling light, like a round of tomorrow rising into the sky, shining on all worlds and expelling darkness. Those slower-running black figures were illuminated by this dazzling golden light, and wisps of black gas suddenly evaporated from their bodies, like a harbor lighthouse under the golden light, and they could be seen from afar.

Those invisible sharp momentum disintegrated one after another under the illumination of the golden light, like ice and snow melting, and like fine sand blown away by the wind, which could not hurt Liu Zigui and the three of them in the slightest.

As soon as Liu Zigui's right hand twisted into the void, an invisible force suddenly exploded, and those scattered rays of light seemed to have found an organization, arranged in a mysterious way, and formed a huge golden giant sword in front of Liu Zigui.

The golden giant sword was suspended in the air, the tip of the sword pointed directly at the old lich, and there were bursts of sharp sounds, like countless thin needles piercing the eardrums, and a huge pressure like a sea of smoke rippled in the shape of waves, the waves rolled by, the dust flew, and even the black stones piled up on the ground were rolled up from the ground, this huge storm about the great power of heaven and earth.

However, the storm came and went quickly, and it disappeared before it even began, and there was a feeling of being anticlimactic, which easily made people feel a sense of weightlessness, which not only made people feel physically uncomfortable, but also made people have a kind of swaying that was difficult to stand on.

Suddenly, absolutely suddenly, the golden greatsword collapsed, like a piece of ice that had been chiseled through, and countless cracks spread out from the gap to all sides, and then exploded with a bang, barely blinking his eyes, and in that thousandth of a second, the golden greatsword exploded, turning into an even bigger storm and rolling around, including the nearest Liu Zigui.

Between the explosion of the golden sword, a look of pain appeared on Liu Zigui's face, his brows suddenly furrowed, and there were horrors, disbelief, regret, and many indescribable emotions in his eyes. Liu Zigui's face froze in colorful hues, and then he was blown away by the out-of-control storm, flew backwards, flying a full distance of four or five feet, and then fell heavily to the ground, smashing the black stones under him into cracks.

The tone on his face has not changed, it is still so colorful, it is difficult to read them one by one, Liu Zigui is not dead to him, even if he fell very hard, a mouthful of bright red blood spit out of his mouth, sprinkled on his chest, sprinkled on the ground, and came out in green smoke.

Liu Zigui raised his head with difficulty and looked at the direction where he was flying, there were still two figures standing, both familiar and unfamiliar, he opened his mouth to say something, but before he could say anything, a mouthful of blood spit out again, and then lowered his head and looked at the two short swords pierced in his chest.

The two short swords are ordinary short swords, if you have to find out what the difference is, it is that these two short swords are much longer than ordinary short swords, directly from Liu Zigui's chest to the back, and then stabbed into the black stone under his body.

Ma Lin and Wang Ping came together and walked in front of Liu Zigui, both of them looked at Liu Zigui with some guilt, with some struggle and pain on their faces. Looking at the changing expressions on the faces of the two, Liu Zigui suddenly laughed, and let out uh-uh sounds in his throat, but he no longer had the strength to send those sounds out of his throat.

"I'm sorry!"

Ma Lin and Wang Ping said these three words to Liu Zigui almost at the same time. Liu Zigui stiffened his head, watching the two of them laugh, and the meaning of that smile was difficult to grasp. On the bus, if someone smiles at you like that, it's because they have a crush on your wallet. If on the podium, the award presenter smiles at you like this, it is a kind of politeness. If you fall into a pit and someone stands on the edge of the pit and laughs at you, that's a mockery. Liu Zigui smiled at Ma Lin and Wang Ping like this, Ma Lin and Wang Ping really couldn't guess what Liu Zigui meant.

Laughing, laughing, Liu Zigui's stiff head hung down and fell heavily on the stone.

Then, then Liu Zigui woke up, and sat up from the snow, the sun had set, the sky was dark, the sky was dark, and when he looked up, it was all white, empty and lonely, and there was no trace of people.

Liu Zigui looked down at the place where he was sitting, that is, the place where he walked out of the Divine Domain, and then looked at the place where he had been lying for a day, the snow had been covered by himself, revealing the yellow earth, and there was a stone where Liu Zi returned his head now.

It turned out to be just a dream, a false alarm, Liu Zigui inhaled the cold air in his mouth, his eyes were full of confusion, is this really just a dream, why would he have such a dream? (To be continued.) )