Chapter Twenty-Seven: The End
The smile of the woman in white was like a cloud, very light, like water, very clear.
But there are 10,000 emotions.
There are memories, it is ridicule, the deepest hidden, but what can never be hidden, is a touch of amazement.
It should be very happy to have friends from afar, not to mention helping him solve the most dangerous enemy at the most dangerous moment, but Su Li's expression was a little embarrassed.
The clouds obscured the moonlight and stars in the sky again, and the streets became dark again, and rain fell.
In the light rain, he and the woman in white were relatively speechless and quiet.
And at this time, in fact, the battle continued.
The clouds kept twisting and rolling, as if there were countless thunderbolts in them, and the sacred and solemn breath enveloped the moon like colorful clouds chasing the moon, constantly crushing, chasing, and at the same time pressing towards the stars in the sky farther away.
The invisible thunder finally blasted through the clouds, raining down countless bright bolts of lightning. The rumbling thunder kept exploding in the sky above Xunyang City, shocking the earth. I don't know how many ordinary people hiding under the beds at home were shocked and frightened, and I don't know how many ignorant children cried loudly in fear.
The clouds tore even harder, as if the sky was about to crack, and those cultivators on the street in the distance, but those who were a little weaker in the cultivation realm, were directly shocked by these thunders and fainted.
This is the battle between the powerhouses of the Divine Realm.
This is the highest level of power hedging in this world.
The woman in white turned her back to the sky, and didn't care about the battle behind the clouds that had crossed the limits of ordinary people's imagination, but just calmly looked at Su Li in front of her.
The world was filled with thunder and lightning, and the boom and loudness did not stop.
The two remained relatively silent, silent.
I don't know how long it took, the thunder and lightning finally stopped, Xunyang City returned to true calm, and the clouds gradually stopped, leaving only countless fine lines that were like fish scales. That's the remnants of the power hedge. Countless cracks appeared on the street behind the woman in white, as if the field had been ploughed countless times, and countless steam grew from those cracks.
How deep are those fissures, and have they reached the magma underground?
The winner is decided.
In fact, from the moment the woman in white came to Xunyang City, the outcome of this battle was already doomed.
People looked at the woman in white and were shocked to the extreme.
In addition to shock, Chen Changsheng's heart was more confused.
Although Zhang Liang had known it for a long time, he was also a little surprised, thinking that the other party was really worthy of the name of the Five Sages.
A man wearing a hat appeared at the gate of Xunyang City and helped Zhu Luo up from the rubble. The man was covered in blood, and there seemed to be countless fragments of starlight in the blood, shining brightly, and those blood and stars gave people an extremely terrifying feeling, as if it only took one drop to destroy a city.
But there were three more huge openings on his hat, which looked like a fan that had been used for seventy years, had been worn out and then torn apart by the temper of the maidservant, and looked extremely embarrassed.
This powerful man is naturally a stargazer. Who could be the woman in white who could beat him so badly? He looked at the street more than ten miles away, his face pale, shocked and angry.
After all, he knew that things were no longer worth calling it, so he left the wilderness with Julo.
In the city, Zhang Liang looked at the woman in front of Su Li, thinking that this person was the saint of the south, Xu Yourong's master.
Su Li looked at the Southern Saintess and said, "Why are you here so late?"
Anyone who hears such a reproach after saving the other person will be very angry, but the saint is not angry, but calmly replies: "I have been dragged for a while. ”
Calm is really a strength and represents seriousness.
Su Li had felt this power many years ago, and he didn't know how to face this power, and a large part of the reason why he traveled all over the world and didn't care about the world was because he wanted to avoid this power. Until now, he has not learned how to confront this power head-on, but at least he has learned to change the subject.
"Who's holding you back?"
Without answering his question directly, the saint said, "My disciple is seriously wounded. ”
At this moment, a voice of some uncertainty but sure concern and surprise rang out.
"Xu Yourong is injured......? Are you alright?"
The person who asked this sentence was naturally Chen Changsheng.
The saint's gaze fell on the young man.
She didn't laugh, not even softly.
She was very calm, so she was very solemn, very solemn, very terrible.
She asked, "You are Chen Changsheng?"
Chen Changsheng suddenly understood the problem.
He and Xu Yourong are very hostile, all kinds of hostile. He once thought that if he was Xu Yourong's relative, he would definitely not have any good feelings for that young man named Chen Changsheng.
The saint is Xu Yourong's teacher, and she is the person who loves and pampers Xu Yourong the most.
Chen Changsheng looked at the holy maiden and said very seriously: "Yes, I am Chen Changsheng. ”
Zhang Liang looked at Chen Changsheng, he actually admired the other party very much, the other party knew the identity of this woman and understood her position, but he could still say such things.
The Southern Saintess glanced at Chen Changsheng with deep meaning, she didn't know what she had about Chen Changsheng before, but at least she was quite satisfied with meeting today.
Immediately afterwards, he looked at Zhang Liang and said, "It's hard this way, right?"
Zhang Liang shook his head and said, "It's okay, Chen Changsheng helps." ”
The sentence was subtle, so the Southern Saintess understood.
When she saw Chen Changsheng covered in blood, her senses for this young man were actually much better.
"Your realm ......"
The Southern Holy Maiden glanced at Zhang Liang with some surprise, she could naturally see that the other party had arrived at the Gathering Star Realm.
"Entered the Heavenly Book Mausoleum with Chen Changsheng, and went all the way from the northern snowfield, if you don't improve again, then you will really be ashamed of the teachings of the master. ”
Zhang Liang bowed down and said, he still mentioned Chen Changsheng in this sentence, and the meaning was obvious, Chen Changsheng was really good.
Chen Changsheng glanced at Zhang Liang and shook his head helplessly, he naturally knew the meaning of the other party's words.
The Southern Saint disagreed.
Because although Zhang Liang has improved rapidly in the realm, far beyond her expectations, it is nothing more.
"Although I don't like this little guy, I have to admit that he is no worse than Akiyama. Su Li looked at her and said with a smile.
His afterglow fell on Zhang Liang, he actually wanted to say: You stinky boy, who is your senior brother!
However, after all, it was not spoken.
The saint was taken aback, and then said, "Akiyama is your heir. ”
Su Li looked at Chen Changsheng and said, "I also taught him something along the way. ”
The holy maiden knew very well how arrogant Su Li's temperament and vision were, and she couldn't help but be a little surprised, looked at Chen Changsheng, and said with a smile: "In this way, I need to take you more seriously." ”
Zhang Liang smiled, Su Li's words were really different.
Or, for this southern saintess, Su Li is really different.