Chapter 495 The Last Move
The heavy and terrifying fall stagnated, buying crucial time for everyone to get up.
Li Ji's light robe fluttered with the wind. In the extreme storm, the heaven and earth seemed solemn and solemn.
Zhao Wu lost his mind and said: "You are crazy! You actually dare to sword against the sacred tree!"
Li Ji smiled indifferently, his eyes were full of sword intent, he raised his head proudly and said: "This is I think this is very handsome.”
Zhao Wu was speechless, but when she saw the people in the team who couldn't wait to fly up to the sky like an arrow, and the young man who was cutting the road with his sword to lead everyone back, he was ducking and giving way, looking at everyone peacefully. There was no resentment in his eyes as he left.
For some reason, she seemed to understand something.
With a helpless smile, she pointed her finger between her eyebrows, and the sky broke through the clouds. A divine bird with a body full of flames came from the east and fought with the big snake that was angry and driven into madness. .
And her face gradually became pale with the loss of divinity.
Bailian looked sideways at Fang Geyu and said seriously: "You leave first."
Fang Geyu asked back: "Why don't you leave?"
Bailian said: "If I leave, the big snake will destroy this tree at all costs. In this way, no one can leave."
Fang Geyu was silent for a moment, and couldn't help but look up at the people who couldn't wait to leave here, and asked He said: "Is it worth it?"
Bailian suddenly smiled: "Just now someone said thank you to me."
Although there were many people who were eager to escape, but when When Baili'an stood under the bronze, there were still people who bowed to him and thanked him when they left, feeling grateful.
He and all living beings have no intention, but Balian also hopes that if he is in darkness, he will also look forward to salvation and departure.
Fang Geyu took a deep look at him and said, "I won't say thank you to you."
After saying this, she didn't mess around and flew away. here.
At this time, half of the team embarking on the road to the sky has been reduced.
Bailian stretched out his hand to untie the beautiful head from his waist, took a deep look at her, but without saying anything, he raised his arms and threw the head into the sea.
At this moment, the wind and rain space behind Bailian became distorted, and a blood-red sickle cut through the rainstorm. The crimson blade was speckled with silver spots, and it was attached to an inexplicable and evil force.
There are actually opponents among the crowd!
Bailian did not turn around, the shadow under his feet twisted, as if something more terrifying was about to break out of the shadow.
However, there was a figure who was faster than the shadow of his feet. His exquisite and breathless movements showed this person's skill in assassination. The huge bone-cutting knife set off a gust of wind, which shook the sky. The intention of the sword is to cut out a natural and smooth arc in the space.
In that arc shadow, a large ball of blood burst out.
The invisible enemy fell on his back into the wind and rain, and his blood mixed with the rain washed away on the bronze sacred tree.
That was a male demon killer. The camouflaged layer of skin on his face had not yet faded, and his facial features looked very ordinary. He was a newly accepted cultivator in the Shenbao Zhenren tribe.
The knife almost cut his body in half, and the bright red internal organs were squeezed out from the wound. The scene was extremely bloody.
He was panting heavily, but it seemed as if he couldn't breathe in any air. The dying killer showed his cold eyes and looked at Hongzhuang, who was standing with his back to Balian: "As a succubus, you How dare you betray!"
Hongzhuang wiped the blood from the blade with her sleeve and looked at the knife in her hand calmly and intently: "My master is her, not the devil."
The killer choked out a mouthful of blood and said grimly: "Don't you feel shameful when you draw a sword for another tribe and attack your own tribe?"
Hongzhuang said lightly: "The knife is in my hand, I should draw it and kill it." I have the final say who kills whom."
The killer tilted his head and breathed his last.
Hongzhuang stood behind him holding a knife, looking around at the wind and rain in all directions, it was so cold.
In the wind and rain, those hidden and approaching breaths stagnated.
Bailian said: "You don't need to cut off your own retreat."
Hongzhuang gently stroked the ugly scars on her face and whispered: "If Feiyan dies, I will naturally be gone. The way out." But when she followed the sentient beings on their way back, he clearly noticed her, but remained silent and did not let others know that she was the natural enemy of mankind.
Not even driving her to another place.
This time I drew my sword and fought with my heart.
Balian sighed softly, turned around slowly, and put a newly made silver-bronze half-moon mask into her hand: "After this fight, remember to go home."
Hongzhuang was stunned. Looking at the mask in her hand, she knew that there was a craftsman in the tribe, but she didn't know when he found someone to make a new mask.
“Bah!!!”
There was a mournful cry.
The soul of the flame is scattered, and the flowing fire is scattered in the wind and rain.
Xihe Shi Zhaowu suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. She covered her heart and fell to the ground. Her breath quickly became weak. She looked dimly at the flaming bird summoned by her, flying rapidly in the dragon's breath. perish.
The big snake, which had lost the restraint of fighting, hit the bronze sacred tree again.
Li Ji's Ten Thousand Dao Sword collapsed suddenly, and the sword crown on his head suddenly exploded. His hair was disheveled, and he was in such a mess.
But it was better than Zhao Wu. He did not vomit blood, but his arms seemed to have had their muscles and bones removed. They hung limply on both sides and were difficult to lift.
Without the support of the Ten Thousand Dao Swords, the sacred tree fell suddenly faster.
The thick roots and vines that penetrated deeply into the earth's veins collapsed.
At this moment, less than half of the team has yet to leave.
The dragon's spine is arched high, the dragon's mouth is wide open, and the sound of breathing from the dragon's lungs can be heard clearly by the whole world.
The chill of dragon frost is brewing into disaster in its terrifying maw.
Bailian's dark aura turned on, and in a cold space, a silver spear suddenly appeared. He penetrated the wind and rain with the spear, and stopped in front of the dragon's eyes. The tip of the spear pointed directly at the center of its eyes.
The big snake that fell into madness suddenly stopped, and the coldness in its mouth disappeared instantly.
There are vague emotions flashing in the scarlet eyes.
But in the end, it stopped.
There was a loud roar like a mountain falling into the sea.
The eternal bronze sacred tree finally collapsed and fell into the sea in one day.
The whole world seemed to tremble and scream at the moment the tree fell.
There was no one in the tree.
In the heavy rain at sea, there was only one dragon and one boy, looking at each other.
There is no way back behind him.
Far away in the mountains, Meng Zifei picked off a leaf that was soaked by the heavy rain, put it to his lips and played a tune.
He found his whisk and sword at some point and held them in his arms as if they were treasures.
He finished playing the song expressionlessly, but his vision was blurred by the heavy rain and tears.
Crushing the leaf and throwing it away, he suddenly laughed out loud: "The endless road in the world, the endless blood of heroes, no one will fall if he still has a breath. The young and long song... is ultimately a loss. When I was a teenager."
Erhe Zhanxin showed a meaningful smile. He watched the sacred tree collapse into the sea in the distance, his eyes filled with twisted and crazy pleasure.
What is strange is that his voice is as quiet and soothing as a spring breeze: "I really didn't expect that the person who completed the last move would be you."
"Meng Zifei, I really underestimated the darkness in your heart."
My stomach feels uncomfortable again. I regret that I shouldn't have drank cold porridge
(End of this chapter)