At the bottom of the sinkhole in the extreme western wasteland, there are many serfs, who serve the monks in the hanging temple and maintain the existence of that society, in Haotian's eyes, the human beings living on the ground are actually serfs, all of whom are similar to ants, reluctantly repeating a boring life.

It's just that for thousands of years, there have always been a few mavericks in the ant colony who have decided to temporarily turn their eyes away from the rotten leaves and soil and look at the blue sky for various reasons or no reason.

Seeing the blue sky, the lives of those ants will change dramatically. Some ants yearn because they see it, some ants are angry because the sky is far away, and some ants are terrified because they see it, so they tremble and surrender to the dirt, grateful for the gift of the sky.

But no matter what kind of chapter 166 of the fourth volume of the year of the curtain falls, I end with the invincible battle of Chang'an (II), those ants are no longer ordinary ants, in a sense, they have left the category of ants, because they can fly.

Master and Ke Haoran are undoubtedly the two most incredible flying ants in countless years. Ning Que said that the viewer was a flying ant, not to laugh at the other party, but to express his own respect.

"Actually, there is one thing I haven't figured out, you have long been otherworldly, and your eyes are not in the world, so why don't you cast your eyes on the blue sky again?"

Ning Que looked at the other end of the long street and asked seriously.

"The ideas of Taoism and the academy have never been compatible, and my views are not the same as those of the master. Any beginning must have an end, and any cycle must have an end, which is the real cycle. ”

The voice of the Spreader came from the wind and snow.

"It's like this Chang'an City left by the master in the world, which is cut off from the sky. No matter how powerful it is, it is just a pool of stagnant water. It's like the character you write now, hideous and vigorous, but there is no way back, so there is no harmony to talk about, and there is no choice, so how can you stop me?"

Ning Que looked at the wind and snow and said, "There is no choice. Isn't it freedom?"

Guan Zhu said: "In the one hundred and sixty-sixth chapter of the year of the fourth volume, I am invincible in Chang'an (II) and have no choice, not no choice. ”

The aura and the formation kept colliding, and countless extremely thin and sharp lines appeared on Suzaku Avenue, and the light pop of bubbles bursting sounded on the street from time to time. The snow remnants are broken.

The voice of the Spangler came a little closer in the wind and snow.

"Even with the blessing of the Amazing God Array, if you are as weak as you, it is impossible to hold this city. According to your temperament. I was a little surprised that you should have fled the other day and you were still on the street. ”

"The teacher left this city to me, and I had to stay in this city. And if I had understood earlier, I might have repaired the Amazing Array two days ago. ”

Ning Que said: "And it's a pity that she has stayed in Chang'an City for too long in the past few years, and I am too lazy to let her do everything, but as a result, she has walked too many places and left too much breath." From this point of view, the danger of Chang'an City now is the responsibility of our husband and wife. ”

"You're right, if it was before, I might have escaped from Chang'an a long time ago, but since it is her and my responsibility. And now that she's dead, I'll have to stay and carry it, because she's my wife, and this account is always to be recognized. ”

The viewer knew who he was talking about, and said, "Even if you know that you can't keep it?"

"Because you know, keep it. I know that if I can't keep it, I still have to keep it. ”

Ning Que said: "This is my Zhishou. ”

After saying this, he looked at the figure that was getting clearer and clearer in the wind and snow, his hands clenched the hilt of the knife, his left knee was slightly bent, his body was tense like a bow, and he slashed down with his sword.

He understood that what the Lord had said was right.

He hadn't found that word yet, and he hadn't been able to mobilize the Astonishing Array perfectly.

The only runes he would have used to be two characters, which represented cutting and absolute stubbornness, but it also represented parallel opposites, and it was difficult to connect with the surrounding heaven and earth.

Last night, he realized the character of the begging, the two parallel and opposing lines intersected and began to communicate, so he could borrow the power of heaven and earth in the astonishing array and have the power of one of the five realms, but the four corners of the two lines fell into the sky, but they gradually drifted away, unable to recover in a cycle, and could only gradually overflow.

But he still wanted to give it a try, because he didn't believe that anyone could really fight against this thousand-year-old city.

The two knives broke through the snow and went away, and the whistling gradually intensified.

The viewer's expression was calm, and he brushed his face with his palm again, his green clothes fluttered, and his breath went straight to the sky.

The perfect combination of immeasurable and annihilation allowed him to integrate this war into another scale.

The array eye pestle in Ning Que's hand was hot like molten rock in a volcano.

He looked at the figure of the watcher on the other side of the long street, and the mental power in his body kept rushing out.

The lake was boiling, the green bricks trembled slightly, and the heaven and earth vitality in the entire Chang'an City seemed to have been summoned by Ning Que to the Vermilion Bird Avenue and surged towards the Lord.

The sky above Chang'an City suddenly cleared, and those snow clouds that had been hovering from last night to the present dissipated without a trace in a very short period of time, revealing a clear blue sky.

The coercion of a city bombarded the body of the watcher.

Almost at the same time, countless thunderbolts fell from the heavenly dome and bombarded the city.

The figure of the viewer is ethereal and restless in the wind and thunder.

Haotian's anger and the power of the human world really collided together through the bodies of the Lord and Ning Que.

There was no snowfall, but there was the sound of falling snow, blizzard.

There was no wind, but there was a howling wind, a violent wind.

The entire Chang'an City was shrouded in the violent collision of heaven and earth, and cracks were cracked on the surface of the walls of countless buildings, and no other sound could be heard except for the terrifying sound of wind and snow...... The wind and snow gradually stopped, and the clouds scattered to the four fields came back a little, and the sun on Chang'an City was a little bleak.

Suzaku Avenue was silent, and the viewer and Ning Que stood opposite each other.

The distance between them is not more than ten miles, only more than ten zhang.

Ning Que could clearly see the face of the Viewer.

He saw the scars on the Lord's face, the broken eyebrows, and the severed fingers.

The Lord came to him.

The small round stones on the street moved in a row, avoiding them in both directions.

Ning Que lowered his head and coughed, looking very painful, and the corners of his lips overflowed with blood.

Then he looked up, looked at the viewer, and punched out without warning.

His eyes were calm at this time, so he was cruel.

It's like a young male tiger staring at his prey on the grassland.

He stood in place and shook his fist, and his fist came more than ten feet away, in front of the door of the watchman.

Since he practiced Haoran Qi into the Demon, his physical strength has become more and more terrifying, and his strength has become more and more terrifying, so he has never worried about melee combat, and he has been waiting for the Guan Lord to come to him.

The fist containing the majestic and majestic aura is like a tiger's claw poking out in the night.

Sharp, and deadly...... The viewer raised his palm and grasped Ning Que's fist.

Ning Que's current fist can crush a small building, but when it hits the palm of the viewer, it is like hitting the big mud swamp in the depths of the wasteland, and it seems to have fallen into a sea.

Even the fist of the aftercursion could not threaten the viewer, let alone Ning Que.

The Spectator smiled.

The array eye pestle that Ning Que was holding in his left hand suddenly shone brightly.

The Heaven and Earth Vitality of Chang'an City all poured into his body through the array pestle and burst out from his fist...... Tomorrow I will go to the annual meeting in Hangzhou, I didn't ask for leave, there will be an update, and I will discuss it with everyone, just scold me these days, I try to pretend to be blind, and after a few days of improvement, I probably won't scold, but please don't involve your family and the sub-versions, thank you. ）rq！！！