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Where the white waves are surging, the face is full of panic. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Night Qianzhong is the head of the independent tide, and the body always maintains the posture of the square. At the moment when the flowers were blooming, he felt that a mysterious force had dragged him into the kitten's black sleep.

In the darkness, the little man was tearing at the boundless darkness, and a blinding light burst out of the cocoon.

He looked at the sloppy idiocy and shook his head earnestly. Because he really doesn't know who he is.

He thought of Shen Shengnan in his life, Ye Qianzhong in the world, and the villain in his dreams, and he was in a trance. "Who are you?" is a seemingly simple question, but how many people in this world can solve it?

In the eyes of the fool, there was a divine brilliance on the face of Ye Qianzhong, and he muttered to himself, his voice was already vague and blurry: "Yuan Ying...... Dreamtracking, you...... Are you ......?"

There was a wail, and it instantly turned into a pool of clear water, splashing all over the sky silvery.

A moment later, the silver and white of the sky scattered into smoke and rain, and everywhere it went, everything turned into powder, and in an instant, the huge night house turned into a white land!

Thousands of men and women in the night house rushed to the ground and wailed, and some even had already died.

Ye Qianzhong looked at all this, and suddenly felt that he was separated from the world, and his heart was full of inexplicable surprise.

Wu Liuyi had already resumed his actions, slowly straightened his body, looked at the decadence in his eyes, and looked at Ye Qianzhong who was standing alone in the wind and the Eternal Beast guarding Ye Qianzhong's side, surprised, relieved, and a little surprised.

The wind is blowing again. The dust that rolled up all over the ground brewed into a violent black whirlwind that swept through the entire Night House. A deep sea once again raged in stormy waves, obscuring the heavens and the earth, the sun and the moon, and all living beings.

A black sea.

At the top of the tide, there was a madness, more majestic and ethereal than before.

Laughing wildly at the sky, his silver beard dancing wildly in the wind.

"I'm transcendental! I see, being in the Jedi is the way to transcendence, I know!

Its voice was torn and loud, and the smell was terrifying, and the surrounding aura was fiery and furious, and the remaining trees and flowers among the rubble instantly withered and disappeared.

It's like a powerhouse in the Absolute Saint Realm!

The joy on Wu Liu's face disappeared again, and his expression was frightened and worried.

"Transcendent body!—run!" Before he could say anything, he suddenly jumped up, grabbed one of Yachishige's arms, and ran out like a monkey jumping on a branch.

But all these movements seemed superfluous in front of the eyes of a transcendent body. Because life and death, time and space, are all in one thought for him. After a thought, a judgment can be made, and life and death can be decided.

Nian Nian slowly stretched out his hand, brushing away the heavy fog in front of him, a black drop of water jumped and churned in his palm, he looked at the water drop full of vitality, like watching a newborn child

With a flick of his fingers, the dripping water hides the sea, and the dripping water incarnates everything in the world, and a new world is pressed down.

Immediately, a mysterious aura rose in the air, and the inky black clouds stirred by themselves, setting off an infinite whirlpool, like a huge mouth slowly opening, spitting out greed, and approaching the chaotic world little by little.

The sun is still there, but it has long since lost the proud brilliance that penetrated everything in the world.

Let Wu Liuyi drag Ye Qianzhong and run wildly, but he will never be able to step out of the heavy shadow cast by the overpowering black clouds.

The crazy old man at the end of the shadow let out a sneer, his wrist flipped slightly, and slowly fell downward, and a thick cloud was slapped into an even larger and incomparable palm, wrapped in a surging murderous aura rolling in.

Before the palm landed, the domineering Gang Qi had come wantonly, and the buildings and palaces of the Night Mansion had turned into powder, and countless people spurted blood to the ground and died.

Wu Liuyi saw it in his eyes, he only felt that his heart was broken, and he suddenly stopped his body, and a wave of decisive power of the Absolute Saint Realm erupted in his body, and he stretched out a palm and pushed it on Ye Qianzhong's back, and he flew out of the boundless shadow like a kite with a broken string.

Ye Qianzhong felt that the wind in his ears was like wisps, and his ears and eyes were much clearer, but he saw the silver-haired old man roaring, his body spun as if he had fallen off, his palms were together, and he was above his head, roaring towards the black palm and rising to the sky.

Ye Qianzhong's eyes widened in shock, and he saw sorrow, anger, and determination to die in Wu Liuyi's body.

"Don't!"

Yachiju screamed as hard as he could, but his voice was swallowed up by the sound of the wind and the howls that filled the sky, and he couldn't even hear his own shouts.

Wu Liuyi's gray-white figure rose higher and higher in the sky of the black clouds, and finally turned into a faint white mang, and rushed forward with the inky black rolling cloud palm.

With a cold snort, thick but far away, the cloud palm flipped lightly, bursting out with blue-brown brilliance. There was a popping sound that resounded through the heavens and the earth, and everything in the heavens and the earth, including the little white mangs that were barely flying high, turned into wisps of fine crumbs, returning to dead silence and nothingness.

Yachiju's body was at an unbelievable speed in retrograde, and a mass of air with a thick dead aura whistled and followed closely. He knew that it was Wu Liuyi's hard push that saved him from the invasion of that dead qi for the time being. But at this moment, the dead air is getting closer and closer, and he may be destroyed in the blink of an eye.

Ye Qian looked at it in his eyes, feeling the dripping chill emanating from the dead air, and his heart was very anxious, constantly urging the Yuan Force in the place to try to speed up the speed of his body rushing forward.

However, after all, his cultivation had just broken through the realm of forgetting his body, and the Yuan Force in the Residence was no different from the power of the Xuanhuang in the cloud palm than that of a mayfly to a towering tree, and it was always difficult to reach one ten-thousandth of it.

Ye Qianzhong suddenly felt that the cold murderous aura on his side was even stronger, and his body seemed to be under a heavy load, and the pain was incomparable, and it was difficult to move. He looked at the black cat in the crook of his arm, but the black cat showed no signs of waking up.

He only felt that his throat was sweet, a mouthful of red blood spurted out, and the dwelling room was as dry and lifeless as a mountain stream in the middle of winter.

He struggled to keep his eyes open, and perhaps the next moment he would close them forever in unspeakable pain.

Just when he was in despair, he suddenly heard a long and sharp roar in the northwest corner, and a tall and strange bird came with its wings hanging into the sky.

It's the beast that hasn't been seen for a long time!

In the blink of an eye, the beast had flown closer. I saw that its wings vibrated rapidly, and it rolled up a circle of hunting wind, which made the pain on Ye Qianzhong's body suddenly alleviate, and his mind was instantly much clearer.

The momentary clarity made him suddenly rise with great courage and infinite confidence, clenched his steel teeth, and jumped forward. The beast was very intelligent, and one of its wings suddenly fell down, bending right at the waist of the night thousand weights, and gently placed him on his back, and then suddenly turned around and flew high towards the northwest.

Seeing this, the madness in the clouds let out another sneer that resounded through the heavens and the earth, and the cloud palm waved in the air again and again. A ring-shaped black mist rose from the sky, and the sky and the earth cracked in the black mist, and it was already surrounded by the ring of man and beast.

The beast stretched its wings and let out an earth-shattering roar, its massive beak and lips erupting with billowing flames, staining the black mist around it a fiery red.

The madness saw it in his eyes, and the cloud palm kept waving, and in an instant, the thick clouds became thicker, and the yin wind became stronger, engulfing the flames, dissolving the colors, and leaving the vast world with only boundless darkness and cold.

With the severe pain of the ten thousand sword piercing between the dwellings, Ye Qianzhong could no longer support it, his head tilted, and he passed out.

The beast was a 10,000-strong divine beast, and it was naturally able to clearly perceive the strong fluctuations in Ye Qian's heart, and knowing that he was in danger, he suddenly grew up and screamed. With a roar that was overwhelming, it burst into a crimson blood mist.

The blood mist coalesced rapidly, becoming a crimson orb, enveloping the night in which his life hung by a thread.

Although Yachiju in the ball is delirious, he can clearly feel it, the pain in his body is gone, replaced by a lazy leisure, and the cold around him is gone, replaced by warmth and peace, like the embrace of a mother when she was a baby.

The red ball spun at high speed, escaping the fetters of heaven and earth, escaping the fear of death, and flying to an unknown world.

Ye Qianzhong subconsciously clenched his hands, but the palm of one hand added a piece of blood-colored jade.