It is impossible for the stars, the moon and the sun to appear at the same time, and the two completely different energies of silence and cold and yang are like water and fire that cannot be integrated, but at this dawn, they are constantly converging, merging, and evolving in the sky.

This is definitely a grand scene that has not been recorded in the practitioners' classics, and it is full of extreme dangers, but when watching the pale flowing flame and the golden red sun true fire constantly converging in the air like the colors on a palette, turning into various shapes of light flames, it still gives all the practitioners who see it feel amazing and beautiful.

"Yuan Wu has not returned to Changling yet. ”

Ding Ning squinted his eyes slightly at the countless flowing flames in the sky that were constantly changing shapes, looking at those flowing flames that seemed to be heavy and should have fallen a long time ago, but they were still twisting and circling in the air, constantly tearing all kinds of mysterious and unspeakable heaven and earth vitality from all directions, and said in a slightly cold voice: "Zheng Sleeve has already given a response. ”

When Ding Ning's voice sounded, many huge roars and huge sounds of breaking the air sounded in the mountains and forests in the distance.

Even from a long distance, one can still feel that there are countless heavy and huge bodies breaking through the air, like a giant ship of the god king gliding in the air.

It was the Teng Snake, the real Jiaolong, or other strange beasts besides the Teng Snake that they had already perceived before.

At this time, Fu Su looked at the mysterious light in the sky, and he couldn't understand the meaning of the two sentences that Ding Ning said, but except for him, all the people present already understood.

Before Yuanwu ascended the throne in the past, in the battle when Wang Jingmeng entered Changling, Zheng Sleeve and Yuanwu did not join forces in this way, so this is one of the secrets of the two pressing the bottom of the box.

Now, however, such a method is being used.

This can only mean that Zheng Sleeve and Yuan Wu have reached an agreement on this matter.

Kill Ding Ning at all costs, including sacrificing Fusu.

Therefore, the cold starfire and the blazing sun true fire can be perfectly integrated, and those cultivators who are waiting in this wasteland, including Jiaodong County, also understand the opinions she expressed, so those snakes and strange beasts will take off at this time.

The real killing game launched by Yuan Wu and Zheng Sleeve with all their strength at all costs has completely begun.

Yutai Guanjian lowered his head slightly, and he couldn't help but turn his head to look at Fusu.

His gaze was unconsciously full of sympathy and pity.

In fact, except for a few people in the imperial palace, the vast majority of cultivators like him in Changling liked Fusu very much.

Because Fusu doesn't have all the temperament of the Changling royal family and Jiaodong County, he is really kind.

Fusu was originally unable to understand, but at this moment, listening to those distant and clear sounds of breaking the air, and noticing the gaze of the sword of the Tai Tai, he suddenly understood, his face became even paler, and his lips continued to tremble.

"There should be someone by Yuanwu's side, someone he absolutely trusts. ”

Ding Ning looked at the eldest grandson Qianxue and the thousand tombs who wanted to kill Yuan Wu the most, and said slowly: "Yuan Wu is naturally a very gradual and cautious person, and he uses this way to consume his strength in exchange for Zheng Sleeve's response. For a long time to come, he may not have the ability to protect himself, so there will be someone by his side who is strong enough and worthy of his trust, at least on the same side as his interests, to protect him. ”

"If you want to kill Yuan Wu, you must first find out this person. Thousand Tombs nodded. He is usually quiet most of the time and looks very immature, but every time he mentions Yuan Wu, he becomes very serious and murderous.

I don't know how many Qin Chu Grandmasters there are on this battlefield at the moment, and when Yuan Wu and the Nine Dead Silkworms appear in this world at the same time, they will attract many powerful grandmasters from other dynasties to come.

The person who can ensure Yuan Wu is probably at least close to the old monk of Donghu before the breakthrough, at least a lot higher than the rest of the Seven Realms Grandmasters in the world.

Such a person is a real threat even to the Eight Realms.

Such a master hidden by Yuan Wu's side is not only Yuan Wu's most solid shield, but also a poisonous snake hidden in the dark, and will bite them at any time at a critical time.

"Who else?"

The eldest grandson Qianxue took a deep breath, she searched through the many people in her mind, but she really couldn't think of anyone who was so powerful and would guard Yuanwu's side at the same time.

When she couldn't help but say this, everyone began to fall silent.

The starfire and the true fire of the sun in the sky are still falling, but they no longer sweep the heaven and earth vitality in all directions.

The pale sparks and bundles of sun true fire finally condensed into a strange lilac, turning into irregular blades, the edges of the irregular blades as long as the blade body, shining with cyan and golden light.

These blades have been formed, as if solidified, and temporarily suspended in the air.

If the sword intent displayed by Ding Ning in the previous battle was perfect, then these sword blades in the air at this time brought everyone the feeling that they were violent and did not belong to this world.

The face of the old monk of Donghu gradually turned red, and then turned into a crimson that was close to glass.

At this moment when time seemed to freeze, the qi and blood in his body flowed faster and faster, gradually boiling.

The staff in his hand stretched out at this time, because he held it too hard, the qi and blood and true yuan flowed too fast, and the extremely tough skin in the palm of his hand was actually torn, and the blood flowed along the body of the staff like sticky red paint to the tip of the staff.

Several real blood flowers bloomed at the tip of the staff, crystal clear like jewels.

The power that bloomed from each petal became an invisible transparent canopy, overlapping on top of their heads.

In the sky, which was a hundred times brighter than usual at noon, thousands of sword lights suddenly lit up.

Those pale purple blades, but with cyan and golden light flashing at the edge of the blades, turned into a sharp flow of sword light that filled the heavens and the earth, raining down like a torrent towards the place where they were.

The incomparably violent and domineering sword light became a river, squeezing and cutting every subtle heaven and earth vitality here, and squeezing out tens of thousands of tiny lightning bolts in this space.

The terrifying power impacted, but it did not make any violent sound.

The sword light slammed into the invisible transparent canopies above their heads, making a sound as small as raindrops falling on mossy stones.

Everyone beside the old monk, including Ding Ning, had admiration in their eyes.

This Thousand Heavy Dust Mountain blocked the communication between the old monk and the Eight Realms Vitality, but most of the power contained in the sword light that Zheng Sleeve and Yuan Wu joined forces at this time was offset by him with a supreme power, just like the gap between the softness of the moss and the moss gently wiping out the power that fell from the sky.

It's an unspeakable measure.

However, everyone knows that this is not enough.

In the transparent sky, there seemed to be no change, but the blood flowers on the tip of the staff in the old monk's hand were already full of cracks.

The crack even stretched towards the staff in his hand and his body.

Beside the old monk, there was a cloud of black smoke.

In the black smoke, the Thousand Tombs raised their heads.

The blazing Sun True Fire was the most restrained by the True Yuan of the exercises he was cultivating, so he was naturally afraid, so at this time, when he looked up, he was particularly stubborn.

In his perceptual world, countless black dots appeared, and then quickly magnified.

Tombstones rose from the ground and flew upwards.