In addition to trekking through the snowfield, his original rough robe has been dyed with golden brilliance at some point, he combed his long hair, like a handsome young man, on his flawless face, his pupils are bright and dark, as if symbolizing the rotation of yin and yang.

The Shura Shenlu's exercises flowed in his body non-stop, and every time he circulated for a week, the divine radiance in his pupils became a little stronger.

Last night, when he left, he left a note for Ning Chang at the last moment.

He gave up killing Ning Changjiu.

The first is because as long as the plan is correct in the future, Ning Changjiu's death and life have nothing to do with the overall situation, and the second is because according to the time of cultivation, he should have gone mad, but he was unscathed, and he could still talk and laugh with himself as usual, so he guessed that the other party might have seen the flaw, so he simply pushed the boat down the river and left a favor.

But none of that is his primary concern right now.

He knew that when he left the snowfield, Si Ming would definitely come to intercept and kill him.

He is not Si Ming's opponent, because the realm here is limited, they have all reached the peak, no matter who comes here, the real battle is the number of means and the strength of authority.

When the kingdom of God collapsed and they were banished, the fate and power left behind by Ye Ye were pitiful, even if they had pieced together some over the years, they were by no means the opponents of Si Ming.

But he may be out of spoiling of his juniors, and he is willing to accompany Si Ming for the last time to drink at home.

The corners of Ye's mouth outlined a faint smile.

He couldn't help but recall the first time Si Ming crawled out of the fetal spirit abyss, how fragile she was at that time, trembling uneasily with her slender arms in the strange world, and her extremely beautiful eyebrows looked like the most perfect fate he had sought all his life.

It's a pity that Si Ming's ambition and ability are beyond his imagination, and when she and him were on an equal footing for the first time, a strange emotion also appeared in his heart.

It's just that these past histories have long been blown away by the rain and wind.

But Ye Ye knew that there was still a knot in his heart that was difficult to get rid of, if it weren't for that, how could he choose such a way to leave this world without you living or dying?

It's domineering to cut the sky, but how can it be safer than eating each other?

Ye Jie walked slowly through the snowfield, and along the way, he did not encounter any fierce beasts that stood in his way, as if every step he stepped on symbolized the best fate, and what he went to was a road to the kingdom of God.

He walked out of the ice fields for thousands of miles, and then saw the black smoke that overflowed the canyon, which was the beacon fire burning on the fortress.

Ye Jie frowned slightly.

He didn't understand what Si Ming was going to do, could it be that he wanted to rely on this beacon fire to deceive himself into an accident in Wangcheng, so that he could let down his guard and fall into her trap?

How ridiculous?

Of course he wouldn't believe Si Ming, but he didn't expect this woman to be so stupid now.

He walked through the last inch of soil in the ice field, and as his footsteps were about to fall, it was as if someone had plucked the strings of fate, and let out a dangerous trembling sound.

Ye Jie only felt that there was a sudden darkness in front of him, as if there were dark clouds obscuring the sky.

He landed lightly, raised his head, and instead of seeing the dark clouds, he saw countless black feathers that obscured the sky.

He stood on the snowy field, looking up at the sky, his robe straightened.

The surroundings darkened suddenly, and the golden light rolling in his pupils became even more striking.

"The stars are in the ranks, the north and south are turning!" Ye Jie did not hesitate, and drank directly, and the spiritual veins were surging, enveloping thousands of tricks, like countless stars, enveloping him.

There was a cold light on the snowfield.

The night was supposed to appear thousands of miles away in the snowy gorge after this moment.

But his figure flickered, and he still stopped in place.

Numerous black feathers swooped down on him like rows of noisy night crows.

Nightshade took a deep breath.

His golden pupils shone brightly, and in front of his eyes, countless golden threads suddenly appeared, and the beginning and end of those threads did not know where they were, but they all came from the front, heading behind him.

These are the threads of his destiny.

"The night was over, and the danger was full of dangers, and I finally left here. "Nightfall announced his fate.

Fate did not respond.

Black Feather is a prison, and all the direction of fate seems to have been cut off by that raider.

It is difficult to calm the Dao heart of the night, this feeling can only be experienced thousands of years ago, when he was on the throne of the heavens, facing the supreme god lord, that is the admiration and awe of the supreme power and authority.

He was much smarter than Si Ming, and in a short time, he guessed the identity of the person who came.

"Sinner?!" even though he couldn't believe it, he still called out the other party's name.

But before the words came out, he immediately regretted it, because no one should call him by his name before God, and if God was angry, he could not escape.

In addition to soaking in the wisps of fate, the black wave turned into a cage and imprisoned him.

The figure of the Sin Monarch was condensed from black feathers, and appeared in front of Ye Zhi's eyes, he was wrapped in a black robe, with sharp claws hanging out from the edges of his sleeves, and his long tail spreading to the ground like sinuous and transparent water.

He stood calmly, not exuding any breath, but it gave people the feeling that the collapse of a hundred thousand mountains could not shake his body in the slightest.

There was a hint of despair in the night.

He had wondered if the secret that had been buried for seven hundred years would not be discovered by the Lord of the Kingdom of God, and he had hoped that such a thing would happen, because the Lord of the Kingdom of God should punish the people who beheaded his Lord God, and they might be able to use this opportunity to get out of this boundless and silent wilderness.

But the price must be to surrender one's authority.

The legacy of a ruined kingdom of God, even for another lord of the kingdom of God, is a treasure that is unique in the world, and may even give him a power that surpasses that of the other lords.

The moment the Sin Monarch appeared, countless thoughts flashed through Ye Di's mind, and then, in his golden pupils, the black shadow suddenly came.

"The crime of fraud. ”

This is the sentence of the criminal king against him, and the sentence is that he deceived Ning Chang with the wrong Shura divine record.

The sleeves of the Sin King hung down on both sides from beginning to end, but in front of him, it came out in an instant

Countless arrow-like fist shadows appeared.

The night removes the robe and waves, unleashing the authority of fate, like a flying insect in the rain line, following the simplest route, flying and jumping in the complicated fate, dodging the fist shadow of hundreds of sinners, but the judgment of the sinners is like hundreds of millions of raindrops falling in the air, and people standing in the wasteland, how can they avoid this heavy rain for days and nights?

The sound of ping-pong kept ringing, and the robe full of sparkling light was constantly dented, and after each punch, the golden light on the robe dimmed a little, and he pinched the thread of his fate, and kept shuttling in it, he turned the direction of a fate at a certain moment, and turned it towards the sky, and he threw it high in the sky along the line of fate, wanting to escape.

The Sin Monarch stood still, directly raised his sleeve robe slightly, and hooked his long fingers.

The figure that flew high in the night was like a kite with a broken string, and the sinner infiltrated his fate with the power of judgment, usurped this thread of fate, and dragged him back again.

"The mysterious black-clad man chose the wrong fate. ”

When Ye Jie was pulled back to the ground, he activated his authority again, but he didn't dare to call the name of the guilty king in the authority, otherwise his law might directly invalidate.

Fate was changed again, and Ye Ye escaped from the control of the Sinner in an instant, and fled along an extremely complex and winding trajectory of fate.

The Sin King has not changed in the slightest.

The authority of Si Ming and Ye Ye is incomplete, otherwise they join forces, and in the suppressed heaven and earth of this realm, maybe they really have a chance to compete with themselves.

It's a pity that they are all defective products.

Once the judgment of the sinner is falling, it is an endless pursuit, and the countless threads of fate seem to be immersed in a huge dye vat, and none of them can escape the pollution of the sinner.

The root of this trial is Ye Zhi's deception of Ning Changjiu, but Ning Changjiu actually saw through his deception and never really fell into danger of his life, so the power of this trial is much weaker than that of Si Ming.

The strings of fate kept trembling, and the night was originally a spider in a spider's web, but when the Sin King stretched out his hand, it suddenly reversed and became the prey trapped in the spider's web.

The figure of the Sin King disappeared in place, and when it reappeared, it had already appeared in front of Ye Zhi.

He drew a perfect circle around the night.

Draw the ground as a dungeon.

Except for being trapped in the cage of the Sinner, all fate is like a broken string, and it can no longer help him in the slightest.

Night's golden pupils dimmed considerably, and he suppressed his fear of the Sinner, and invoked his last authority.

Shigesui sensed the movement and made a decision. ”

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In the ancient battlefield of the snow field, Su Yanshu was dressed in a red dress, leaning on the instrument that looked like a huge building, the surface of the instrument was cold, but she regarded it as a warm arm.

Suddenly, Su Yanshu felt a sense in her heart, she looked around, and felt that Ye Ye seemed to be back, and it was by her side.

But there is only a vast wind and snow on all sides.

She settled her mind and walked in the direction of the spiritual sense.

It didn't seem to come from somewhere else, but from the center of the huge instrument. Now that Su Yanshu has become the owner of this snow gorge, she is naturally qualified to enter, but before leaving, Ye Jie had given her an instruction not to enter easily, so she has never been to the depths of the numerology instrument.

Now she tentatively opened the door.

In the center of the huge building is also a complex and complex space, with countless gears and unicorn arms intertwined in the field of vision, they are derived layer upon layer, one layer narrower than the other, like a pagoda that reaches to the sky, in the center of the huge tower, there is a thick pillar that plays a supporting role, and countless wooden strips spread out like umbrellas, fixing the structure of the tall building.

Surrounding the huge pillar is a spiraling wooden staircase.

Su Yanshu walked up the wooden stairs step by step, looking for the source of her heart.

She walked on the spiral staircase, and the whole world seemed to spin with her steps, and at the end of the staircase, she was completely dazzled by what was at the end of the staircase—a crystal coffin containing a corpse.

It was the corpse of the Night.

The corpse was in the form of a broken puppet, with no facial features on its face, and a huge crack in its chest that had been cut off by Si Zhi.

Su Yanshu's heart twitched slightly, she knew that this was one of the other forms of Ye Zhi, and he had died in this form in the first place, so at the last moment of his life, he was closed in the attic, unwilling to let himself see it.

Su Yanshu knew his appearance for a long time, so for today's scene, she just felt a faint pain in her heart.

She pushed open the crystal coffin and picked it up, and then, as if guided by fate, she unconsciously bit her finger and fed the blood into the puppet's mouth, which she had been given by the night for hundreds of years, which was mixed with her blood and poured back into her body.

Su Yanshu's eyes trembled, and he stared at the puppet in his arms gently, and then, everything was like in a fairy tale, and the night woke up like a light after drinking his own blood.

He opened his eyes, as if he had been injected with a soul.

Su Yanshu looked at this scene blankly, overjoyed, and she said softly: "You...... Are you back?"

Ye Ye looked at the woman in his arms, held her face, and kissed her forehead.

Su Yanshu was overjoyed, she knew that Ye Jie would come back sooner or later, because this was his promise, but she didn't expect him to return so quickly, but soon, her smile froze on her cheeks, and Ye Jie said: "I'm leaving, leave this time, maybe I won't come back." ”

Su Yanshu lost his soul all of a sudden, and said in a trembling voice: "Why......? Where are you going?"

Ye Ye lifted up his broken body and walked upwards.

This is the last means he arranged for himself, and it is also the confidence that he is willing to fight with Si Ming again, no matter what means Si Ming uses, he has a way to return to the Snow Gorge.

The puppet gave birth to facial features, healed the wounds, and gradually turned into the appearance of a young man, Shura Shenlu's strong physique allowed him to survive the attack of the sinner, and the absolute fate he had already left on the puppet pulled him back into this snow gorge and returned to the body.

But he still could not escape justice.

In addition to the night, it can be clearly perceived that the judgment has followed the sinner

Arriving together, they were already beyond the snow gorge in an instant.

"I am going to my kingdom of God. "There is no longer any hesitation in the night.

His figure swept up, floated upward, and condensed into an extremely small dot in Su Yanshu's eyes, Su Yanshu's intuition told her that Ye Jie did not lie to herself, and from now on it may be an eternal farewell.

Nightfall came to the top of the building.

As soon as his mind moved, the entire building made a loud rumbling sound.

The surface around it began to be dismantled in a circle, deconstructed, and revealed its true face.

It was a multi-layered, intricately manufactured cylindrical object, in the middle of which was a huge towering cylinder, and the upper layer was a sharp cone, and around this huge cylinder were eight smaller cylinders, and those eight cylinders corresponded to the eight trigram arrays, each of which was illuminated.

Dry sky, Kundi, thunder, Xunfeng, Kanshui, Lihuo, Kenshan, Duze.

Each hexagram lit up, shining with its own color and atmosphere, and the elements violently ignited the eight arrow-shaped cylinders, which were tumbling with gray-white time liquid.

He deceived Su Yanshu, he has been collecting for so many years, how can it be more than a hundred years?

"It's not that I don't love you. But he still said this to Chongsui.

It's a pity that he can only be accommodated in this barn.

He apologized to Su Yanshu, and then sent her outside, Su Yanshu kept struggling, but to no avail, she fell into the snow, writhing as hard as she could, but couldn't get up, she raised her head, her hair mixed with residual snow sticking to her cheeks, and then she saw a scene that she would never forget.

The roar resounded throughout the ancient battlefield.

On the ground, the snow that had not melted for thousands of years was instantly dispersed and steamed, and the huge, like an arrow magnified countless times, seemed to loosen the strings, pulled off the ground with a roar, and rose up.

The huge arrow continued to accelerate under the impetus of the burning time, and the power of the entire world seemed to gather and try to hold it up and send it into the sky.

It flew non-stop, eight columns spewing diamond-like flames, and the liquid of time in them was rapidly consumed, carrying it towards the endless sky.

After rising to the heights, the eight cylinders no longer erupted crystalline flames, and the time liquid in them was also burned out, and began to separate from the main body and fall downward.

The main body soared at a faster speed, and the flames continued to glow behind it.

This is the most enjoyable time of the night's life.

This huge building has taken him hundreds of years, and the stupid woman who ordered him to think that this is just a fortune-telling tool, numerology is just its disguise, and its body is the ultimate in his research in the past seven hundred years, and he has calculated all the details of it I don't know how many times, for today.

And this spectacular scene was seen by both the people of Broken Boundary City and the tribe.

The Sinner Lord also saw it.

Si Ming, who was tied to the cross, opened his eyes, looking at the shadow that dragged the extremely long flame away, his chest rose and fell, and his heart gave birth to a strong shame and unwillingness, perhaps the light flame was too dazzling, and she actually had the urge to cry. She knew that her divinity was being devoured......

Ning Changjiu also saw that light flame, he had never thought of this scene, so he sincerely felt that Ye Ye was a real genius, and admiration was born in his heart.

In this world, everyone's realm has been suppressed under the Purple Court, and relying on manpower, of course, it is impossible to cut the sky.

But when the manpower is exhausted, it is still possible to borrow external forces.

This is the effort of the night for hundreds of years, and it is also the pinnacle of the man-made objects in this world.

At the last moment, everything will disintegrate, and he will break through the barrier with the physique cultivated by Shura Shenlu and return to the kingdom of God, even if he will be broken in the future.

It kept flying, faster and faster, and rushed into the chaotic sky.

It is a pity that there are no historians here, so it cannot be recorded in the annals of history.

It's a pity that there are still guilty kings here.

If the Sinner is not there, no one today will be able to stop this magnificent wave.

The Sinner does not allow anyone to escape his control.

He also moved.

He walked from the snowfield, and it was thousands of miles, and between countless flashes, he stuck at the limit of the human laws of this world, and forced towards the extremely long tail flame.

I am not afraid of the night except for half a little.

He looked at the chaotic sky, looked at the figure chasing behind him, and suddenly burst into tears, this was the most hearty moment of his life, and then even if he was broken, even if he was wiped out, even if everything was empty, he had no regrets.

The black-robed figure of the Sin King kept coming, and he also used all the power he could show in this world.

The robe was like a burning black flame, and the blazing flames rumbled and exploded in the great wind, a feeling he hadn't felt in many years, for he found that he had a slight respect for the burning arrow that had gone to the sky.

The respect of the gods is all war.

The law of judgment enveloped him and kept approaching the night.

Ye Jie no longer smiled, he began to laugh wildly, this was the first time in his life that he fought head-on with the Lord of the Kingdom of God, no matter whether he succeeded or failed, he was proud, but he wanted to emulate the person who had been more than 700 years old, the person who directly cut off the head of the God Lord!

The Sin King stopped in front of him, like a thick night.

They glanced at each other.

Nightfall slammed into the Sinner with a flaming arrow.

Or maybe he himself is the flaming arrow.

After a moment of silence, the waves of flames exploded in the sky, spreading at high speed, and all the clouds were burned red, like a brilliant red lotus, this scene, just like the "twilight day" in the prophecy of the ancient gods, the brilliant flames in the sky were like the gates of hell that had been opened.

Rumble!!!

After the red lotus was in full bloom, the sound of the impact on the canopy was transmitted from afar.

This is also the first time in these 700 years that someone has single-handedly stood up to a true and supreme god.

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(Riwan, present~)