Sangsang is no longer the Sangsang of the past, with the prosperity of Protestantism and the decline of Taoism, she has become weaker and weaker after losing the power of faith of hundreds of millions of believers, especially now, she still has a child in her womb.

- She is no longer an omnipotent Haotian, and she no longer has a powerful realm that is beyond the reach of the world, but the arrow she helped Ning Que shoot is stronger than the iron arrow that Ning Que shot at Qinghe County during the Light Festival, why?

Because during the Light Festival, Ning Que used the natal connection between the two to forcibly seize the apocalypse of Xiong Chumo, who was in charge of the sect, and took all her power into his arms, but this time it was her initiative.

This is the true unity of heaven and man, who can be the enemy?

Ning Que was beside her, bent his bow and arrows again, pointing at the other side of the cold pool, the heaven and earth in a radius of hundreds of miles, pointing to any place, as long as he heard her voice, he would release the bowstring.

The wild flowers all over the mountain were blown up by the wind, floated high into the air and then slowly fell, looking like a goddess hiding in the clouds and scattering flowers, welcoming Haotian to reveal miracles in the world again, but Sangsang's face was a little pale.

She frowned, her willowy eyes narrowed even more, and she looked a little angry, a little displeased, not to be able to shoot the Spectator, her displeasure was always due to her physical condition - she couldn't tolerate being so weak that she needed to fight such a battle with a human, or even win.

Yes, she had done her best to help Ning Que shoot that arrow before, and the sky moved instantly, and the consumption was extremely high, and at this time, when she wanted to calculate the direction of the viewer, she was a little uncomfortable, and her lower abdomen ached faintly.

This battle is a battle at the highest level, since the beginning of human history. Only the hundred-day heavy rain caused by the master's entry into the kingdom of God and the battle between Haotian is better, and naturally it only takes an instant to distinguish the winner from the loser.

Sang Sang failed to calculate the position of the viewer in the first time, Ning Que couldn't let go of the bowstring in the first time, the viewer did not miss the first time, the mountain wind was blowing, and his figure returned to the edge of the pool.

The cold pool was cold, and the spring outside the pool was strong, he stood in the spring, looking at Ning Que and Sangsang. There is no expression on his face. The eyes are firm and calm, and even faintly proud.

He returned to the edge of the pool, and was not alone, for he had brought a mountain.

Stretches for thousands of miles. Divides the northern continent in two. It's Minshan. In the north of Helan City, Minshan Mountain is often called Heavenly Abandoned Mountain, because this is the inherent sphere of influence of the Demon Sect. So this is a mountain range abandoned by Haotian.

Guan Zhu is the master of the Dao Gate, logically speaking, he is not in touch with the breath of this majestic mountain range, or even contradictory, but now it is different, just like the former fellow disciple a thousand years ago, the Great Divine Priest of Light who founded the Ming Sect, he has betrayed Haotian, more precisely, he has abandoned Haotian!

He became one with this mountain range abandoned by Haotian!

He returned to the pond, his right hand fell to the opposite bank, merging the heaven and earth with a clear and quiet realm, lifting the heaven and earth with immeasurable weight, carrying the heaven and earth breath of the entire Heaven and Earth Abandoned Mountain between his fingers, and directly smashed it towards Ning Que and Sangsang!

Before he made a move, he relied on an unimaginable and wonderful Taoism, and the shot itself was so simple and direct, so unreasonable, because under the majesty, there was no need for any reason at all!

Around the cold pool, the mountains and fields full of spring were all crushed into silk wool, and those flowers and wild branches that were cut into pieces by Ning Que with a knife were instantly crushed even more miserable, until they became uncuttable pieces!

A whole mountain range of thousands of miles broke through the sky.

Ning Que knew that even if the iron arrow could penetrate this mountain range, it would not be able to stop the annihilation of this mountain range, so he did not hesitate to withdraw his bow, turned around and hugged Sang Sang into his arms, ready to use his body to support it!

He wanted to see if his body, which had been tempered by Haoran Qi for many years and strengthened by Sangsang for thousands of years, could support this mountain range, and whether he could withstand this catastrophe brought by the Viewer!

Sangsang didn't give him that chance.

Her hand passed under Ning Que's armpit, as if to give him a warm hug, and the next moment, in her hand, a black flower bloomed - it was a worn-out black umbrella.

The black umbrella, which had disappeared for a long time and disappeared nowhere, appeared in her hand and opened with a loud sound, facing the mountain range that fell from the sky.

The black umbrella is as dilapidated as it was back then, the umbrella surface is full of dust and greasy, and the umbrella surface that was once exposed by the light of the Buddha has changed back to its original appearance at some point.

Ning Que and she are used to calling the black umbrella a big black umbrella, just like they are used to calling a dark horse a big black horse, because it is really big, even if the black umbrella looks very small after being opened, it is actually big enough to cover the entire sky.

As long as you can cover your eyes, you can cover the sky.

The big black horse and the green lion dog hid behind Sangsang in terror, under the black umbrella. Sang Sang held a black umbrella, hugged Ning Que, leaned on his shoulder, tilted his head, and looked at the mountain that fell in the sky.

The hand of the Spectator crossed the cold pool and came to the opposite shore. The entire Tianqi Mountain Range broke through the blue sky and crushed to the top of the cold pool, and under the huge mountain, the big black umbrella looked like an inconspicuous black dot.

Boom, boom, bang and bang!

Countless smoke and dust spewed towards the sky and the wasteland of the four wildernesses, and countless stones and gravel, like ten thousand feather arrows, cut countless traces through the sky, and the whole world began to shake.

The ground shook violently, and the pine trees that were holding on to the rocks between the mountains in the distance were all shaken into the air, and the blue ice lakes under the snowy peaks in the distance were also shaken into the sky, forming a magical picture.

-- Like countless deep blue pearls, they leave the ground and fall into the sky.

The earthquake spread far away, not to mention Yan Guochengjing, even the crabs on the strange-shaped wave-proof stones in the famous embankment on the shore of the Song Kingdom felt the terrifying shock of the far north, and jumped back into the sea in panic.

Helan City is only more than ten miles away from here, and the impact is more direct and violent, there are countless cracks in the two mountain cliffs, and there are rocks peeling and collapsing everywhere, like a waterfall, and the sound is very thrilling.

Those two heavy and tall city gates, which had blocked the steppe barbarians for countless years, had been severely deformed, distorted, and exposed a huge gap, and the military fortress, which had never been destroyed for hundreds of years, was destroyed!

All kinds of terrifying sounds and waves, magical and irreproducible scenery in the world, the gradual tilting of the mountain cliffs, and the destruction of the fortress can only show that the hand that the viewer fell on the opposite side of the cold pool, what kind of horror Cheng dù was.

I don't know how long it took, but the earthquake finally calmed down, and the smoke and dust gradually fell, absorbed by the remaining ice and snow between the broken mountains and cliffs, and the air slowly recovered.

The green trees in the mountains have been crushed to powder, the cold pools have been flattened, and the remaining ice slag and the scaleless fish at the bottom of the lake have all melted with the earth and rocks, and they can only wait for countless years to be found again.

Hantan only has a vague shape, the shore of the pond is a trace, made of stone powder re-rolled, encircled a piece of stone about the size of hundreds of zhang square circle, spring has already become a monotonous world composed of blocks.

The viewer stood at the end of the stone seal on the shore of the pond, his face was slightly pale, and his right hand hanging beside him trembled slightly, so Tsing Yi also trembled, rippling one after another, as soft as water.

Holding the entire Heavenly Abandoned Mountain, it was completely such an earth-shattering blow, even he paid a great price, the cold pool has disappeared, and the spring is gone, but his state of mind is still as calm as the pool of water, as warm as the spring, because he knows very well that the blow he has been planning for a long time must have seriously injured her.

Even if the big black umbrella was torn from the night before she came to the world, used to protect her fragile true body in the world, it still couldn't stop the entire Heavenly Abandoned Mountain.

There was a cracking sound on the side of the stone seal on the shore of the pond, and the gravel bulged, and then separated, revealing a big black umbrella, under the umbrella the big black horse and the green lion dog looked confused, obviously not awake from the previous terrifying shock, Ning Que was awake, but his face was extremely pale, he was not seriously injured, but she in his arms could not do it.

Sang Sang lay in his arms, still breathing, his face was as pale as blood, two lines of blood overflowed from the corners of his lips, and his eyes like willow leaves were no longer as bright as in the past years, and they were a little dim.

Ning Que tied her in front of him as fast as he could, and turned over on the horse.

An indifferent voice rang out from the broken cliff.

The viewer looked at him and said, "You think you can escape?"

Ning Que didn't answer, at this time, Sang Sang was already seriously injured and difficult to fight, it was indeed difficult for him to escape from the hands of the Guan Lord alone, but he knew that someone would definitely come to help him.

As long as he knows where he is, he will definitely come - and when the Lord strikes an earth-shattering blow, there will be a sense between heaven and earth, and he will know where he is.

Ning Que has been waiting for this moment. In this regard, he is so determined, just like many years ago, in the White Pagoda Temple of Chaoyang City in the Moon Wheel Country, when he and Sang Sang were in a desperate situation, he would definitely come.

There was a wind rising from the mountain cliff, the expression of the Lord changed slightly, and he came to Ning Que in an instant, pointing at his chest, and the fingertips were the eyebrows of Sang Sang.

A wooden stick suddenly appeared in front of his fingers.

That wooden stick is very ordinary, not huanghuali, not agarwood, not iron sandalwood, just like the wooden stick that can be seen everywhere in ordinary people's homes, or used to roll noodles, or used to beat children.

The viewer waved his hand and there were mountains and rivers, and there were mountains and rivers between his fingers.

However, it was such an ordinary stick that was pressed against his fingers.

There was a soft snap, between the stick and the fingertips.

A clearly visible ripple of heaven and earth breath spread to the surroundings, and the cliffs that came into contact with them shattered again, and the hard stones that came into contact flew again, and in the remnants of the forest, there was another strong wind.

The sticks are withdrawn.

In front of the big black horse, a scholar wearing a cotton jacket appeared.

The spark on the edge of his padded jacket hadn't been extinguished yet, and you can imagine how fast it would come.

There was dust everywhere on his padded jacket and dust in his shoes, so you can imagine how far he had gone.

The Spectator watched him quietly and took a step forward.

The elder brother raised the wooden stick, horizontally in front of his eyes, and raised his eyebrows.

In this move, he used Jun Mo's respect as a guest.

He didn't know how to fight, let alone kill, but he was forced by this evil world to learn to fight and kill, and from that day on, he learned all the skills to fight.

A stick is raised to the eyebrows, and the viewer cannot enter.

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(There are two more chapters today.) (To be continued......)