Nightfall Chapter 156: The subject is boundless
At the level of the master, although you can’t pinch your fingers to know the future, you can know good or bad when you move your mind. A sneak attack in the ordinary sense is meaningless, unless Ning Que still holds an iron bow in his hand.
Yu Lian walked out of the wind and snow without hiding a trace.
“In this city, I cannot communicate with Haotian.”
She looked at the master and said, and then stretched her hands into the air-a pair of cicadas in twenty-three years, a pair of immature hands, like two larger snowflakes in the wind and snow.
With this action, the snow all over the sky suddenly fell silent, but it continued to fall, but no longer fluttered lightly, each snowflake began to tremble violently, dancing in the wind.
Snowflakes vibrated at high speed, making a deep and dense sound, like countless cicadas flapping their wings at the same time. There was a yellow leaf on the eaves beside the street, which was rolled up into the snowy sky by the wind, and was instantly torn into shreds.
“Unexpectedly, you have already passed the Demon Realm and became the first person in the Demon Sect to break through the Five Realms in a hundred years. You must know that Liansheng can’t get rid of the Tribulation of the Heart, and he dared not take that step until he died.”
“Lin Wu, you really are extraordinary.”
The master looked up at the sky, looked at the billions of snowflakes falling from the sky, thinking of that person, with a look of admiration on his face–anyone who can collect 23 years of cicada as a disciple is worth it admire.
“Fortunately, it took me a whole life to make this city finally have a gap.”
He sighed, then stretched out his palm in the air.
His palm is facing the sky, as if to take over the falling snowflakes.
However, what fell was not snow, but a majestic force.
Thick snow clouds cover the city of Chang’an.
The majestic power comes from the sky, from the sun behind the clouds.
Inhuman power descended on the world, and the Shocking God Array responded in the shortest time. Dozens of extremely powerful and vigorous auras emerged from the streets of Chang’an City and poured into the snow clouds.
However, the Shocking Array was damaged, and the breath of Heaven on Suzaku Avenue was a bit stagnant and slow.
The majestic power fell on Chang’an City.
The thick snow cloud in the sky was instantly torn open a straight crack.
Below the cracks in the snow clouds is a straight long street.
At this time, standing on Suzaku Street and looking towards the sky, you can see a magical scene. A crack appeared in the snow clouds covering the sky, and there was a blue sky in the crack.
The clear and beautiful sunlight shed from the blue sky, shining on the long street, shining clearly on the buildings and snowflakes on the street, and even smeared with a layer of holy golden light.
The snow all over the sky turned golden, and then melted at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The sunlight seeping through the clouds and the majestic power will fall on the observer.
This is the power above the five realms.
This is the real Taoist magic: Apocalypse.
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Yu Lian stood in the wind and snow, her black ponytail swaying gently.
She felt that the snowflakes were a little bit cold.
She has also passed the threshold of the five realms. She has seen Xiong Chumo use apocalypse magic.
But she couldn’t imagine that there are people in this world who can use such an understatement to use more than five means, as simple as a snowflake at hand.
She looked at the first person on the other side of Snow Street who was still feeling emotional, and suddenly bowed her head.
She looked at the snow in front of her shoes and began to write with her eyes.
She writes very focused.
The Master let her write for many years and write about her own world.
The first stroke of Xue Deshang appeared. Her own world appeared on Snow Street.
Snowflakes danced across the sky, and the edges rubbed against the air at high speed.
The sound of cicadas’ cries became more and more loud.
Billions of snowflakes turned into transparent wings and fluttered instantly covering the sky above Suzaku Avenue.
The clear light that spilled from the cracks in the clouds fell on these wing-like snowflakes and began to refract towards the surroundings. There seemed to be countless golden leaves in the sky of Chang’an City.
A very weak but very powerful aura, with the flying of snowflakes, enveloped the entire snowy street in the world of Haotian, creating a brand new world.
Not a single snowflake fell, not a trace of sunlight fell.
The snowflakes are no longer melting.
Snow Street returned to cold and quiet.
The clear shadow envelopes the body of the master.
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The subject quietly looked at the little girl in the wind and snow.
Until now, he didn’t know that her true state had reached this level.
He raised his right hand and pointed at her on the other side of Snow Street, his fingers gradually flexed.
However, before his index finger had time to point out, a violent whistling sound suddenly came from the wind and snow.
That’s the sound of a round object rubbing against the air at high speed.
There was something whizzing from the north of Chang’an city, spinning at high speed, breaking the wind and shaking the snow, and it was unstoppable.
The Wanyan Pagoda is in the north of the city, and what came out of the sky was a string of Buddhist beads.
The Buddha beads of Master Huang Yang.
The Buddha beads are spinning at high speed in the wind and snow, and blood stains are faintly visible on them. It should be the master’s painstaking effort.
Many years ago, boxwood became enlightened in the depths of the Western Wilderness. The cause was the blood of his companions, hot blood.
So the string of prayer beads stained with his blood is also very hot.
Hot to burn.
A very compassionate but extremely violent fire, as the Buddha beads rotate, it keeps spitting towards the surrounding wind and snow, and everything it touches is burned.
Snowflakes touched the Buddha beads, not melted into water, but directly turned into nothingness.
Master Huang Yang is the great virtue of Buddhism, there are several powerful people in the world, and this string of beads is dyed with his efforts, burning the heart with fire, and it is a great threat to the most vulnerable Taoist heart of the Taoist strong.
A line of fire appeared over Suzaku Avenue, and the wind and snow were frightened.
The whistling pierced the air, and then fell silent.
The burning Buddha beads were put on the watcher’s wrist.
Yu Lian raised her head, snow falling from the depths of her innocent eyes, and her uniform was light.
The breath of Tiande on Snow Street trembled, and someone was about to appear.
At this time, the master is cut off from the connection with Haotian by Cicada Wings World, and is fettered by Master Huang Yang’s burning Buddha beads. There is no way to leave this snowy street, even if there is no distance in his eyes.
This is the arrangement of the college.
The next moment is the real attack.
However, the look of the Lord is still quiet.
He looked at the string of Buddhist beads on his wrist.
The Buddha beads are burning, but his cyan robes are not even lit.
His gaze fell, and his mind moved.
Before countless calamities, the dying chill from ancient times fell on the burning Buddha beads with his gaze.
The flame on the Buddha beads suddenly extinguished, as if it turned into a dead wooden ball.
This is death.
Above the five realms.
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In a short while, two realms above the five realms appeared on Snow Street.
Both are from the observer.
But he is still on the snow street, in the wind and snow, in the world of Yu Lian, unable to leave.
Hundreds of feet of snow is covered, and a pair of footprints appear.
Snowflakes fell on the cotton jacket and then disappeared.
The padded jacket disappeared in the wind and snow.
The big brother has shot.
The master raised his eyebrows slightly, his right hand moved back into the wind like a pine, holding the string of Buddhist beads between his wrists, and disappeared in Yuande.
Half Road Snow Street is a small world.
Padded jackets and cyan robes, looming and appearing everywhere in the wind and snow, are on the edge of the snow well on North Street, and when they reappear, they are next to the shops in the south.
Guardian and big brother, chasing on this half snow street.
Chasing with no distance.
In such a small area, moving at a speed faster than thinking, it was only a moment, and the danger during it was even more terrifying than the combined chasing of the two in the mountains and rivers in the previous six days!
The wind and snow reappeared, and the black ponytail with the curtain hanging from the waist swings again.
Her expression is calm and focused, and the snow is getting dense in the depths of her clear eyes.
The Demon Realm was pushed to the extreme by her.
Countless snowflakes are flying over Suzaku Avenue, and every snowflake is a cicada, and the sky is full of snowflakes and cicadas, and countless terrifying killing intents crisscross the snow street.
This half of the snowy street is her world.
No matter how fast the body style of the subject is, it cannot be faster than the rules of the world itself.
A piece of snowflakes slowly fell in front of the deputy yamen of the Shimizu Department of the Ministry of Households.
There was nothing there.
But when the snowflake fell, there was a tearing sound.
The viewer was forced out of shape by the wind and snow.
There was a sharp crack on the front of his cyan dress.
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The top of Wanyan Pagoda.
Master Huangyang sits cross-legged, Heshiling chants the scriptures, dripping blood before him like turbid tears.
Under the stone pagoda, dozens of monks in the monastery knelt down in Xuedeli, reciting scriptures constantly.
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The string of Buddhist beads on the master’s right wrist no longer burns.
But it did not fall.
The buddha beads became very red, as beautiful as pomegranate seeds.
There is a faint sound of scripture in the wind and snow.
The prayer beads are shrinking.
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The stone steps in front of the Yaqian are covered with snow.
The big brother appeared under the snow steps and slammed his head on the top of the master.
The connoisseur’s expression was slightly solemn, and he drew his sword with a choke.
The big brother’s feet are stuck in the snow.
A stream of blood oozes from the corner of the lips.
But he didn’t retreat, hitting again with his club.
The master raised the sword and cut again.
A seemingly simple action is actually very difficult.
At this time, the sword and the stick were all swung in the undisturbed realm, which has exceeded the concept of speed. In a very short instant, the sword and the stick have met how many times.
The big brother’s jacket is full of blood, and there are countless shallow sword marks on the stick.
The watcher’s expression became more and more solemn.
On the other side of Snow Street, Yu Lian suddenly took a step forward.
The sky is full of snowflakes, falling towards the body of the master.
The watcher waved his sleeves, the cicadas screamed dumbly, and the wind and snow burst into chaos.
No piece of snow can fall on him.
The watcher retreats across the sword, then raises his palm to the sky.
Countless majestic forces descend from the sky, from the cracks in the clouds, like thunder and lightning, falling in the sky full of snowflakes, falling on the transparent world barrier.
The snowy street was shaking and restless, and the snow on the eaves fell like a waterfall.
Yu Lian snorted and stopped.
The watcher throws the sword at will, throwing the sword into the wind and snow.
Then the next moment, he appeared in front of the big brother and caught the stick.
He only used one thumb.
The wooden stick vibrated uneasy, and the sky was in a mess.
The big brother retreated to the other side of Xuejie, stroking his chest and coughing in pain.
The viewer looked at his right wrist again.
The string of bright red Buddha beads is still shrinking, and will go into the flesh and blood.
His brow furrows slightly, and he seems a little unhappy.
The wind and snow are very quiet.
The body of the master seems to have grown countless times in an instant.
In fact, he just stood quietly in the wind and snow.
But there was a magnificent, boundless breath that filled the entire space instantly.
The buddha beads collapsed suddenly.
Dozens of Buddhist beads sneered and went away.
Several round holes appeared in the door of Shimizu Siyamen.
Not far away, a wall collapsed and smoke rose slightly.
The temperature of the Buddhist beads is very high. Although they are not burning, fire will start when they touch things like wood.
The wind and snow remain, and the fire is gradually extinguishing.
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The top of Wanyan Pagoda.
Master Huang Yang was stroking his chest in pain, with blood in his palms.
He looked at the snowy street in the south, and his voice trembled slightly: “It’s actually immeasurable!”
Buddha’s unique learning: boundless.
Also above the five realms.
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(I will be off tomorrow Saturday. I will take this opportunity to go to the hospital for a checkup. The last three months of last year should be checked again. The result is too busy. I didn’t finish a course of treatment. This is really irresponsible. I wish everyone Have a nice weekend, I wish you all good health and be responsible for yourself.)