In the whistling and whimpering wind, there seems to be the cry of a tragic mountain and river.

Ling Tiansu's tightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and the outer edge of a pair of eyes crossed a round of golden shadows at some point.

His body suddenly flipped lightly and sharply as he fell downward, and the soles of his hunting robes stepped between the edges of the deadly soul locks, and he leaped high again.

Suddenly, there was a faint fragrance of medicine in the air.

The pupils of Tianming's eyes widened suddenly, and the figure that saw the volley crossing the snow suddenly embedded in a waning moon.

A huge statue of the waning moon opened the ninefold heavenly curtain and appeared in the mortal dust.

He crossed in the moonlight, and the hidden meaning of the medicinal fragrance became more and more fragrant, and the bloody mouth between his arms was repaired and healed with an astonishing momentum.

Ling Tiansu stepped on a round of thunder seals, his fingers pointed out towards the heavenly underworld, and the blood that was boiling in his body suddenly condensed like beads.

The floc of fire scattered behind him turned into ten thousand rockets, and with his finger, like his courtiers, the seat fell, and the slender golden rocket that exuded terrifying power pierced countless blood beads, and its power instantly skyrocketed more than a hundred times.

An arrow turned into a thousand paths again, and swept towards the sky and the earth.

Tianying's pupils shrank sharply, and his gaze was fixed on the waning moon behind Ling Tiansu.

"This is—Natal Star Palace!"

Suddenly, the cold hairs on Tianying's body stood upside down, and the soul chain in the shadow quickly circled into a shield, and the rockets like rain shot fiercely, making a clanging sound of Jin Ge cracking.

According to legend, the Protoss gave birth to an ancient divine script, which was printed among the stars.

The words of the Protoss are all evolved from thousands of stars, and they contain ancient supreme Taoist meanings.

But those who can control the true meaning of the divine text are all high-ranking gods in the void god realm.

The words that are now circulating in the divine realm are all simplified versions of the divine scripts, which can enable the people of the divine clan to understand the cultivation of words and control the meaning of the stars in the words.

However, the true Divine Text is a magical and unimaginably great key, enough to ignite the treasures in the stars and obtain the hidden power that even gods yearn for.

There is a star palace hidden in the stars.

No one can know what kind of power is stored in the Star Palace.

For there are thousands of stars, and the same stars will never appear in the fall and in the new birth.

Just like the Star Palace, the mysterious talents and powers hidden in it are always emerging.

Among the sun and moon, the hidden star palace is the most famous.

At this moment, the moon behind Ling Tiansu is the waning moon, which is naturally not the real Yuechen Star Palace, but a small and inconspicuous, but magical Medicine Soul Star Palace next to the moon.

On that day, he fought hard to hurt his body, forcibly took a divine inscription on the big tablet, and incorporated it into his body, not casually, in order to be able to let the innate god feel his existence at the first time without letting people notice it, the star palace he chose was a star that was extinguished by the moon.

On the soul lock shield, the rocket was quickly suppressed and extinguished by Ruhai's intent, but the heavenly underworld did not pay a price.

He looked down at the top of his natal soul chain, and was hit with mottled traces of vicissitudes, and his heart felt distressed.

A scarlet glare flashed from the edge of his eyes: "What a damn thing!"

The shadow swayed, and he disappeared into the shadow.

The next moment, the black shadow that deceived the sky was like a canopy of heaven and a heavenly tomb, appearing behind Ling Tiansu.

With a big hand, the meaning of the lacquer shadow had not yet dissipated, and the air flow of demon marks still flowed on the nails that were as sharp as steel blades, directly tearing the waning moon behind Ling Tiansu into a huge incision.

The fragrance of the medicine in the court suddenly faded.

He approached the back door vacated by Ling Tiansu.

It seemed that there was no way to react to this electric flint, and the corners of Ling Tiansu's lips hooked slightly.

The fingers hidden in the sleeve snapped their fingers.

The Hundred Heavenly Pivot Snow Lotus Sword came from all directions, bombarding and killing, and the white cold air flow smeared the space where the two of them were in the air, like a white hell.

Tian Ying had no choice but to withdraw his killing momentum, and his big hand as sharp as a hook tore fiercely towards the space, tearing out a huge sword edge form, and all the hundred ice swords were incorporated into the sword edge, and there was a mess!

Crystal ice chips burst out from under his broad palms, but they fell, and a speck of ice powder as light as dust hung slowly under his fingernails.

He closed his eyes indifferently, and his fingers lifted lightly, striking the ice dust.

Boom bang!

It was as if a mountain was swept by the tail of a giant dragon, and in this majestic and heavy momentum, it galloped towards Lingtiansu.

Ling Tiansu only had time to turn around and gaze, and the ice dust had already hit his shoulder.

As if he was hit by a falling star, Ling Tiansu flew out upside down, and his entire shoulder collapsed into a shocking depression, he fell into the earth, and the momentum continued, and the earth paved with solid Qinggang essence stone was directly shattered, and a terrifying semi-circular pit collapsed.

Boom! Boom!

Three loud bangs!

It represents three rebellions and struggles!

But he was never able to resist the heavy fall, but instead knocked him deeper three times.

Until Ling Tiansu's back hit the solid stone and the deep condensate, and forcefully pressed against the dark foundation stone of Zhenguo under the Yue Imperial Palace, the huge burst of light flickered, and withstood the fall.

And on his shoulder, the ice crystal dust was unstoppable, directly piercing his body into a fist-sized blood hole.

A round of golden intent on the edge of Ling Tiansu's pitch-black pupils flowed again, where the medicinal fragrance spread, and the blood hole on his shoulder once again produced a healing momentum.

But Tianying obviously didn't want to give him a chance to recuperate.

Behind him, the heavenly magic danced wildly, and the dark pluto in his eyebrows shone with devouring light, he slowly withdrew his fingers, and then pushed away a palm, condensing with thousands of ice crystals in mid-air, directly blasting that space.

Like a mountain of death, buried with the grievances of thousands of demon spirits, with the intention of eternal suppression and ambush, the ice dust piled up into a tomb, and it rumbled down.

Everyone in the audience looked horrified.

The heart is so terrifying that it transcends the power of all things in the world, in this world, in this Yue country, who can compete.

Almost all of them subconsciously looked at Wu Ying.

For more than a year, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has allowed the Heavenly Netherworld to wreak havoc in the national capital, and used the blood of the people of the Yue Kingdom to nourish the realm and refine demons, is it precisely because he is afraid of his powerful and terrifying strength.

Although the crown prince Wu Ying is strong, his physical condition in the past year, like the sunset in the West Mountain, and the accelerated decline after the heyday, is not it just like more than 9,000 years ago, the only one that swept Liuhe, the only one to unify Kyushu?

In the past, there were people who told the country not to be destroyed, and everyone in the whole country could become a god.

At that time, the monarch of the kingdom of Qishanjun, although she was a daughter, was the first empress born in history, and she had a majestic strategy, almost governing this piece of the world into a new realm of God with her own hands.

It's a pity that the brilliance of the bright moon is too prosperous, which attracts jealousy.

In just three years, the country was ruined.

No one imagined that a heyday arrived

In a kingdom where everyone is comparable to the young god, what kind of miserable situation has the blood flowed like a river, and in just three years, the realm of the glorious prosperous country of the ten directions has turned into a wasteland.

And today's Wu Ying is so similar to Qishanjun back then.

Nanhe Yiqu looked at the murderous machine in front of him with a complicated face, and Xindao originally swore that he would come with a vow, thinking that the position of the crown princess was within reach, but he never thought that in the palace of Yueguo, this mortal demon Dao Tianying had such terrifying power.

If it weren't for the defeat on the stage, the person lying in the dead at this moment would be her.

It turns out that today's candidate for the crown princess has already been prepared.

This demon respects the girl next to him as the crown princess, and he doesn't have a good heart when he thinks about it.

The crystal dust falling from the sky is as light as a feather and as soft as a spring breeze.

A breeze and dust rolled up from the pit, and everything was silent.

But in the next moment, there was a sudden momentum, as if it wanted to overturn this half of the earth, with the big pit as the center, and the earth several feet deep disintegrated into cracked clods inch by inch.

The inner courtyard collapsed, and the main hall tilted!

The smell of smoke and dust in the sky was raised.

The ground under the people's feet was directly disintegrated by a force, and their bodies hung in the air and fell, falling on the black foundation of the town.

Only the prince is seated, the earth is as solid as a mountain, only the breeze rolls the white veil, and everything is quiet and silent.

Li and the singer pointed cold, and his eyes hurriedly looked in a certain direction, only to see a pool of blood on the ground that could not be dissolved, like a human body being squeezed into a trace that was finer and thicker than a piece of meat, sticking to the black cornerstone, like a miserable stain.

He's dead?!

Her heart tightened, and she was a little suffocated.

A flush appeared between Tianying's pale and indifferent faces, and it was obvious that Fang Cai's blow had also consumed a lot of his Yuan Strength.

His heart was just relaxed, and the cold emotions that had been bullied and sarcastic by the other party's words finally rose up at the moment when he saw the pool of blood.

Those who have humiliated him, he will ......

Click......

What is going to happen, the next thought has not yet had time to come to mind.

The sound of metal slamming came from nowhere.

A piercing chill suddenly crept up on the back of the Heavenly Darkness.

On the corner of the pavilion where Wu Ying was lying, Ling Tiansu stood in the wind, his blue clothes had already been dyed red by blood, and his insolent silver hair was also stained with mottled blood, flying in the air with a miserable deterioration.

The slender blood-stained fingertips looked slightly damaged, but the movements were calmly and chicly shaking a small metal square box.

The sound of metal colliding is the sound of the metal ring embedded in the surface of the square box colliding when shaking.

Under the sky, I don't know whether to stop or be swept away by the aura, the wind and snow fell again, lining his long and jade figure hazy and illusory.

The cold wind was covered with a faint and distant medicinal fragrance, but the injuries on Ling Tiansu's body could not stop the bleeding.

The cyan boots underneath his feet were stained red with spilled blood, and the scarlet liquid trickled down the corners of the eaves like a river.

The blood blurred his face, and he couldn't see the specific facial features, but people could only see him laughing softly.

"Shao Mingjun is really a good skill, the soil above the holy mountain can dig a box. Huh? Collect this soil, do you want to create a god with your own hands?"

The smile was stained with blood, but his eyes were as cold as quenching ice.

(I'm really angry today, the phone is completely broken, and the new book that exists in it is fine, and I can't find it.) Ahh