Chen Changsheng saw very clearly that the coercion displayed by the Holy Light Angel in the depths of the night was extremely powerful, even if it was the wind and rain in the eight directions of the year, only the old man of Tianji or the different red of the past two years could compete with it. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

No one can tell if the Great Array of Leaving the Palace can suppress this person, or how long it can suppress it.

The current palace array is not complete, and Mao Qiuyu is still in Kyoto.

What's more, according to Varie Red, there were two angels of holy light who appeared with the black robe that day.

Since one Angel of Light has appeared, then another must also appear, where is this time?

This is what Chen Changsheng is most worried about.

It is clear that the appearance of these two angels of light is related to the Demon Lord.

In an extremely short period of time, he made a decision.

It is necessary to kill the Demon Lord while the Holy Light Angel has not yet broken through the Great Array of Departures, and the other Holy Light Angel has not yet appeared.

This meant that he needed to get into the darkness of the courtyard and even venture into the depths.

At the same time, he also needs to maintain the Great Array of Leaving the Palace in order to suppress the Holy Light Angel and ensure that the Demon Lord cannot leave.

What should I do?

"Don't let him out. ”

Chen Changsheng stuffed the scepter into Tang Thirty-six's hand.

Tang Thirty-six said in disbelief, "It's me again?"

There was no point in the question, and there was no one in the field who could temporarily replace the pivot except him.

In other words, apart from Chen Changsheng, the scepter of the state religion is only willing to be held in his hand.

Who let His Majesty the Pope pass down the scepter in the first place?

Although Tang Thirty-six's expression was annoyed, and these three words were like a groan of pain, he did not refuse.

Because he knew he couldn't possibly say no.

He took a step forward and raised the scepter in his hand.

The precious leather boots from Tianliang County landed on the hard bluestone floor, stepping out of an extremely deep trace. The scepter shone brightly in his hand, driving five heavy treasures such as the Falling Star Stone, exuding an even more terrifying coercion, rushing towards the angel of holy light in the depths of the night.

Tang Thirty-Six's face suddenly turned pale, but his eyes looked extremely resolute.

Chen Changsheng didn't see this scene, before Tang Thirty-six took that step, he had already disappeared into the night.

The divine power of the Great Array of the Imperial Palace isolated the courtyard from heaven and earth, suppressing the night and the other world, but it had no effect on him.

The night was so deep that it obscured all vision, but it didn't slow him down in the slightest.

His divine sense is like water, he can light up the most distant stars in the night sky, and naturally he can see through the night in front of him.

It's just that the Demon Lord has retreated very deeply, and it has merged with the night, and it will take some time to find it.

Now, what he lacks most is time.

Fortunately, he is not alone.

By the time he handed over the scepter to Tang Thirty-six, that person had already entered this night.

To be more precise, the man never withdrew from the night at all.

The sound of the piano sounded coldly, and it went into the night without warmth.

The realm of the blind violinist is really unfathomable, and his mind is extremely powerful, even if the Holy Light Angel descends, it can't make him shake in the slightest.

Chen Changsheng heard the sound of the piano, his eyes turned slightly, and the wind and rain swords followed.

The night was torn apart by Sen Ran's sword intent and the chilling sound of the piano, and a passage appeared.

There is a tree at the very end of the passage.

The Demon Lord swept backwards, his hands laying a barrier in front of him.

The sword intent and the sound of the piano followed, and those barriers shattered one after another like glass mirrors.

With countless crisp sounds, the Demon Lord fell to the ground, and the black robe, which was as black as the night, was cut out with countless sharp cuts.

In those cracks, faintly golden blood was slowly spilling out.

The wind was still howling, and suddenly there was a moment of froze.

Chen Changsheng and the blind pianist appeared in the room.

The sound of the piano lingers, and the sword naturally forms a formation like wind and rain.

The tree was suddenly gone.

It didn't really turn into nothingness, but it was cut into the most crushed powder by the sound of the qin and the sword intent.

The powder was so tiny that even the wind couldn't roll it up, it couldn't be seen.

Chen Changsheng and the blind qin master did not continue to attack because they felt vigilant.

The Demon Lord stopped, not retreating.

He stood where the tree once stood, standing in his own night, looking at Chen Changsheng and the blind luthier with a calm expression.

It's like looking at two perfect works of art that deserve to be admired, even amazing.

The art style in the old snow town has always taken a complicated and gorgeous route, but when you really look at the core, it is always full of cold death.

The best work of art is death itself.

In the eyes of the Demon Lord, Chen Changsheng and the blind qin master were already two dead people.

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The warning signs in the hearts of Chen Changsheng and the blind pianist became stronger and stronger.

Where does the Demon Lord's confidence come from, and where is that looming murderous opportunity hidden?

The foggy clouds of light in the night sky?

No, the Holy Light Angel in the Light Regiment has not been able to break through the prohibition of the Great Palace Array for the time being.

There is also an Angel of Light.

Chen Changsheng has been prepared for this.

The string of stone beads had fallen from his wrist to his palm at some point.

He held the slightly cool stone bead and watched the night around him in silence.

As long as he can determine the position of the other party, he will launch the strongest blow against the powerhouse of the other continent.

He was confident that even if he couldn't kill or seriously injure the other party, he would bring great trouble to the other party.

Because there is a different kind of combat experience and wisdom inherited by his predecessors in the sea of knowledge.

Because he has a heavenly book tablet.

At that time, he believed that the blind luthier would seize the opportunity to slay the demon lord in the sound of the piano.

It's just that he now finds that his arrangement seems to fall through.

As mentioned earlier, his mind was as tranquil as water, and he could see the farthest stars in the night sky, and he could ignore the deepest night.

But he couldn't pinpoint the location of the Angel of Light.

The courtyard in the night was so silent.

Whether it was the confrontation between the Great Array of the Palace and the Holy Light Angel, or the Demon Lord in front of him, it seemed to be a matter of another world.

Chen Changsheng looked at the Demon Monarch, his expression was still calm, and his palms were already a little wet.

The stone beads turned into five Heavenly Book Tablets became a little slippery after being stained with sweat, and that feeling was very bad, which made his heart even more vigilant.

The current situation has become like quicksand and cannot be caught.

The responses of the consciousness that dispersed in all directions and the sound of the piano in the night sky were telling him.

That Angel of Light wasn't in the night, not in this compound, not even on this continent.

Why is that warning sign still there, and it's getting stronger?

The Holy Light Angel who was confronting the Great Array of the Imperial Palace in the sky had no warning before he appeared.

Is it going to be exactly the same again?

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It was only a very brief moment since the tree disappeared.

The sword intent and piano sound of Chen Changsheng and the blind pianist have already turned this night back and forth several times.

They never noticed that there was a stone statue at the back door of the courtyard not far from the side.

Even in the darkness of the night, the statue was so striking that if they turned around, they would be able to see it.

It was a half-crouching **** man with a pair of wings behind him.

It looks a little similar to the angel in the sky light cluster.

In fact, the stone statue of this **** was originally an angel.

Chen Changsheng and the blind qin master failed to find this stone statue because this stone statue is a real stone statue.

This stone statue has no breath, no breath, no life, no temperature, and no movement.

In other words, the stone statue is a dead thing.

No matter from which angle you look at it, whether you use your divine sense, sword intent, or piano sound, you can only come to this conclusion.

Suddenly, the stone statue opened its eyes.

He came back to life. (To be continued.) )