Bang!

The last hammer was smashed, and the hammer and chisel shattered at the same time, and the huge anti-shock force made the flower iron pillar backwards several steps. If it weren't for Nan Huaile against him from behind, he would have fallen to the ground.

Panting heavily, his mouth full of blood, Hua Tiezhu closed his mouth with difficulty, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and glanced at his hands after relieving.

The skin has not been worn out, but it has been ground into a thin layer, like cicada wings. Inside is no longer tight muscles, but a mixture of flesh and blood that tends to be liquid. It's like a crystal clear blood bun. As for the bones inside, they were shattered into countless pieces, and it was no longer possible to make the slightest movement of the fingers.

His hands trembled uncontrollably, making Hua Tiezhu understand that he would never be able to hold a hammer again in this life, let alone create any spiritual weapons. Saying goodbye to the favorite thing of his life, he didn't show any sadness, just a little relief.

Nan Huaile patted Hua Tiezhu's shoulder and motioned for him to sit down and stop moving.

Hua Tiezhu looked at the senior brother, looked at it again, looked at it again, his lips trembled slightly, and he squeezed out a sentence in his throat, but there was no sound.

Nan Huaile smiled and patted Hua Tiezhu's shoulder again, signaling him to rest assured that he would not die.

Standing up, Nan Huaile took ten steps forward.

Hua Tiezhu looked at the back of the senior brother, and suddenly thought that the senior brother was not pacing like before, and couldn't help but feel funny, but tears flowed out of his eyes.

A man cast of steel collapsed in an instant.

Just before, Nan Huaile was able to maintain his calm, but then he suddenly panicked, Hua Tiezhu had never seen the appearance of the senior brother, and he knew that something terrible must have happened.

Hua Tiezhu didn't know much about what he was doing now, but he could also guess it. If you want to urge the big array under your feet and take on such a level of immortal power, I am afraid that you will instantly kill Nan Huaile.

What could be more uncomfortable than watching a loved one die? But Hua Tiezhu was powerless at this time.

Nan Huaile looked at the sky, took a light breath, and slowly opened his arms, as if he wanted to hold the sky into his arms.

The cold color under his feet suddenly flowed, like a blurred ink, converging towards Nanhuaile. The powerful and cold star power was also blessed on Nan Huaile's body.

"Chaotic Galaxy!"

The parchment map found in Li Yat-sen's room recorded the star map. It is not an exaggeration to call Li Yixian the first genius of the ages. He not only discovered the secret of the Yin-Yang Gate, but also discovered the star map.

This star map may not be useful to others, but for Nan Huaile, he can use his terrifying computing power to calculate the result of each star's trajectory changing. Then, there may be one of the easiest ways to change the entire starry sky by changing one star!

However, with the power of Huaile in the south, it is extremely difficult to pry a star, so he can use the star power here to achieve the ultimate goal.

It was as if a drop of ink suddenly dripped into the basin and bloomed into a starry sky, which began to flow slowly after being set. Nan Huaile reached into it with both hands and began to scoop up the stars hidden in it.

The cold color of thousands of miles started from the edge, quickly faded from its original color, and concentrated on Nan Huaile's body.

The rich cyan tends to black, converging into a long gown that wraps Nanhuaile. No matter what kind of creature sees this color, it shuddered.

Just being contaminated with the cold color will tremble, not to mention that the cold color is concentrated together, which is enough to suffocate the powerhouse of the Heavenly Immortal Realm in an instant.

Hua Tiezhu sat paralyzed on the ground, leaning on a piece of bluestone, panting incessantly, although his body trembled more and more, he was also looking at the senior brother.

Since Nan Huaile decided to "carve stars", the fate of him and Hua Tiezhu has been doomed.

If you want to obtain star power, you must use the formation pattern to control it, and it is impossible to beg for star power just by begging. If you want to gain great power, you must fight with your life.

Hua Tiezhu didn't know what kind of strength he relied on to complete this giant formation pattern, and the heavy hammer and chisel that he carried with him were all smashed, and he did exactly what the senior brother ordered him to do. During this period, if he made a wrong stroke, or even used uneven force, the cold qi that gathered would kill him instantly. However, he really completed this thing in one go, and he can be called the first in the world in terms of formation!

After completing such a pinnacle work, Hua Tiezhu did not have the slightest joy in his heart, not because he abandoned his hands and could no longer polish spiritual weapons and formations, but because he wanted to watch Da Si Ming go to death.

"Carving stars" is what Hua Tiezhu wants to do, and "chaotic stars" is what Nan Huaile needs to do. The next thing, Hua Tiezhu can only "watch from the wall", and he can't even help the senior brother.

Nan Huaile was immersed in the basin of water formed by the convergence of the galaxy, and his hands swam with the current, passing through the gaps of countless stars, searching for the star that was enough to change the entire galaxy.

If the galaxy is chaotic, even if it is the order of the great priest, how can he control the "starfall"?

The cold color receded, and the earth turned gray, like the most basic mud tire, which has been weathered for thousands of years, and will turn into ashes when touched. With all the cold colors concentrated on Nan Huaile's body, he became the only color in this world.

Blue flowers bloom on the White Bone Mountain!

Completely submerged by the cold, Nan Huaile's own temperament is changing, his eyes are becoming more noble and indifferent, and his face is becoming more cold.

If it weren't for the unique talent of being able to spy on the starry sky since he was a child, Nan Huaile would have been invaded by the cold at this time. Despite this, his life was rapidly being swallowed up.

The vast stars slipped through his fingers, and Nan Huaile patiently sifted through them one by one, but he still couldn't find the star he was looking for.

The galaxy began to shake, and a large number of stars were detaching themselves from their original trajectory and falling towards the earth.

Needless to say, a large number of stars are detached, and even a single star detached may affect the final result. As a result, Nan Huaile had to recalculate the result of changing the trajectory of a certain star.

The countless changes brought about by the countless stars have required an unimaginable amount of computation.

The heart is like an empty mountain and a deep valley, and thousands of plants and trees are calculating, quiet and silent.

Under the continuous penetration of the cold air, Nan Huaile's body began to tremble, and the blood under the skin mixed with cyan to form a purple, as if it had been poisoned, and it became deeper and deeper.

Nan Huaile's cultivation is too low, and if he wants to control such an amount of star power, he is simply asking for his own death. With the immortal power of the Human Immortal Realm, I am afraid that he will not be able to hold on for even a moment, and if he wants to find that special star, it will take at least half an hour to be extremely lucky.

However, Nan Huaile must do this!

If he can't disturb the galaxy, the "Starfall" cast by the Great Priest will be invincible, and no matter what realm Wang Shi breaks through, it will be impossible to change the outcome. It is impossible for anyone to fight against such a scale of "starfall" on their own.

This is a vital link, and there is no way back for Nanhuaile!

His face was pale, like a ghost in hell, and Nan Huaile's hands stirred steadily among the stars, not missing a single star.

The countless trajectories formed by the countless stars emerge in the mind, intertwined with each other, gently plucking one of them, colliding with each other, and a new trajectory appears, and on this basis, one of the trajectories is dialed again......

His hair turned snow-white, but he was covered in cyan. If you look closely, the cyan color is unevenly blended, showing a wonderful pattern. It's a pity that this long blue and cold hair makes people look a little bewitching.

The terrifying calculation of the number and the immortal power consumed by the cold color were all rapidly consuming Nan Huaile's life.

Maybe in the next moment, Nan Huaile may fall.

However, in the next moment, Nan Huaile never fell.

Human will and belief can sometimes burst out with unimaginable power, enough to impress any living being. At this time, Nan Huaile continued to insist on it for inexplicable reasons, beyond common sense and cognition.

Hua Tiezhu watched the senior brother tremble more and more, and sadness surged in his heart, he really wanted the senior brother to give up, but he knew better that the senior brother couldn't give up, this was what Nan Huaile had to do.

Time is getting slower and slower, like an old man.

Nan Huaile's brow began to turn snow-white, and then turned blue-cold, completely decorating him into an outlier.

The trembling made Nan Huaile no longer able to keep his body stable, and he was in danger of falling, but his hands were as steady as iron juice, and he did not move at all.

Thousands of stars flow through his fingers, and Nan Huaile is like a space traveler, witnessing the vastness of the starry sky.

A cold invaded his consciousness, and Nan Huaile clearly sensed that death was approaching step by step, but he didn't care, he still remained steady, immersed in the search.

Death began to extinguish thousands of stars, leaving only an eternal darkness, and the scope of the galaxy became smaller and smaller.

Nan Huaile maintained his usual calm, still carefully examining each star, not missing a single one.

Cold to the touch.

Flickering between your fingers.

Death and the star that could change everything came at the same time, and despair and hope took half each. But death is unstoppable, the stars can flow through the fingers, and the end seems to be doomed.

Nan Huaile smiled, holding the star with both hands, and the cyan color on his body surged and turned into a powerful force to fix the star.

"Master, you can rest assured. ”

Bite!

Like a spark in the night, it blooms, then arcs, and then extinguishes.

A star moved, and then—

The galaxy flickered and flickered!

Single-handedly messing up the galaxy!