Chapter 317 79. Kill Cang Ming
In the far north, there are snowfields, silver light covers the earth, and storms stir up snow dust.
The wolves howled.
The Wolf King walks on the wind, he comes from the distant grassland, and his expedition is here!
The old man on the wooden boat looked sideways slightly, and the blue eye exposed under the bamboo hat calmly watched the full moon rise.
There was a roar in the wind and snow, and the star ichthyosaurs devoured the storm, but soon, strange green flames burned in their abdomens, burning them up instantly. There were not only wolves in the wind and snow, but also a woman standing there, with long hair hanging down, and her wrists under the wide-sleeved robe were shriveled and yellow, more like a corpse than a living person.
She raised her hand, spread her fingers, and green fire pulsed in her palm.
The old man's slack face became serious.
A brass lantern was lit, and she softly sang ancient songs. The sky is changing, a burning sensation visible to the naked eye sweeps across the earth, the snow and dust melt, and even the river under the canoe begins to shrink. The riverbanks continue to erode towards the center of the river, and the exposed land is dry and cracked.
"Holy." The old man muttered, but he shook his head again.
"A body."
He stood up slowly, and the fish formed steps to hold him up.
"It's so powerful, but no living being can awaken the real you. It's sad." The old man raised his arms. High in the sky, the statue made of water lowered its head. The most ancient and solemn aura filled the air. The body of the statue was in the air. The ups and downs are like breathing. This is indeed breathing. It absorbs all the free spiritual energy between heaven and earth!
Create a huge and vast soulless land at will.
The shining fish guard the statue in the center, and a star-like silhouette appears on each small fish, dancing to a strange music.
Qing Yan's feeling at this time was close to suffocation!
She cannot absorb spiritual energy from anywhere, nor can she have any resonance with this world. After experiencing this fierce battle, the power that could operate in her body was exhausted. As the aura of the god statue became larger and larger, she became weaker and weaker. It was as if he were in a cage, with no light able to penetrate. Even her soul is vibrating with the rhythm and being assimilated!
"Roar——!" She roared in pain.
The thunder is extinguished and the storm moves ahead.
The silver-gray giant shadow broke through Zu's territory, tearing apart everything like a sharp knife!
The strong wind is used as a blade and also as armor, but these things cannot completely block the bite of the Star Ichthyosaurus. These things are too powerful. In ancient times, they were terrifying beings that could swallow stars. Now, at the moment when they have lost their glory, they The strength has not changed. The withered figure was walking with the storm, burning green fire along the way.
Zu just looked down.
Then he shook his head.
…………
This was the last scene Semyon saw when he could maintain his consciousness.
The sky collapsed.
There are sacred rivers flowing in the sky, bringing down gentle rains that purify all things.
The dark sky brightened because the moon was shattered by Zu. The giant tiger roars, life flows away under the drizzle.
Qing Yan roared, thunder flashed around her, but she still couldn't move an inch, her limbs seemed to be filled with a huge weight, and even her soul heard an overwhelming scream. That drizzle purifies all things, but while taking away the vitality, sacred peace and tranquility of all living things under the rain, it is the death of all living things!
The statue stood silently.
She witnessed the wolves melting under the drizzle, and the living creatures seemed to follow the water in the rain.
The withered human figure under the green clothes collapsed in the rain and turned into a handful of loess.
Heavy footsteps sounded beside Qing Yan. At this moment, in addition to thunder, there was only a storm. An unprecedented storm surrounded them, temporarily blocking out the drizzle. But the neighing sound kept coming, and a light symbolizing the transformed ichthyosaur could be seen overhead. Zu made no move, he just stood there quietly, watching the death of all things indifferently.
"This is the last ray of wind." said the Wolf King.
Dronosaari, the Lord of Storms, the king who controls the storms, has only the last ray of wind left at this moment.
That is his own royal realm.
What is gradually being devoured around them is his imperial realm.
He picked up the catalog on the ground and handed it to Qing Yan.
"I know your relationship with the dragon in Taihang. This is his thing. Take it and leave here. I have been waiting for him in the grassland for a long time, waiting for him to come and get this catalog, but it has been so long, He didn't come, so I can only ask you to send it back in person." Zhuo Nosali's voice was calm, the opposite of his body.
Underneath the beautiful silver-gray hair is a body riddled with holes.
Qing Yan stared at him, and the Wolf King responded to her with a glance of pale yellow wolf eyes.
The eye of the storm had already destroyed this land, and they were surrounded by exposed rock bases and huge rocks. As for the trees and grass, that kind of thing had completely disappeared when Zu arrived.
The Wolf King withdrew his gaze.
Slowly crossing the green flames. With the gradual steps, Dronosali's hair is changing, transforming from silver gray to a complete silver color, as if mercury is poured down from top to bottom, flowing through the moon-like glow.
In the distance, the edge of the storm collapsed, revealing the huge statue standing between heaven and earth. The silver-white emperor walked alone, slowly walking towards it.
Qing Yan was stunned.
It seemed like a long time ago, there was a creature standing in front of her like this. She left him just to never see this scene again. The storm roared, and overhead, the ichthyosaurs devouring the storm screamed, but Qing Yan couldn't hear anything, and her mind went blank. If history repeats itself, then what is the purpose of her coming out of Taihang and going through all the fighting?
She is still the same person as before...
waste.
"He was reading a eulogy." Someone said in her ear.
The figure continued to say, "It's such an ancient language. This eulogy is for yourself, right? A funeral on the grassland."
Qing Yan slowly turned his head and looked beside her. The next moment, she held her breath.
Standing next to her was a giant black tiger, with eyes like torches, and ominous black flames burning on its body. The whole body was floating, flickering, as if it was made of the weird black flames.
"Xi...za?"
"Oh?" The giant tiger grinned, "You can still recognize me."
The giant flaming tiger stretched out its claws, pointed forward, in the direction of the Wolf King, and said solemnly: "But this is just a funeral on the grassland, not an emperor's."
"If you want this funeral to be worthy of an emperor, you should chop your ancestors up as tribute."
"What do you mean?"
Qing Yan just lowered his head and remained silent.
"Are you thinking you can't do it?" Siza smiled, "Don't be ridiculous, girl, how could you not be able to do it? You have always been able to do it. You always wanted to follow that dragon in Taihang and become a helper, but you have Don’t you want to go with us? Go with us, or even go beyond.”
"Dragon, as long as a hundred scales."
"Tiger, the king of beasts, you were born to be the one who roars in the world."
"Your anger, your minions, your...crown!" Siza laughed, and the giant tiger-shaped flame burned fiercely until it surrounded the green flames, and the eyes symbolizing Siza on the black flames also disappeared. .
Above the earth, a bolt of lightning pierced the sky.
The old man on the statue raised his head.
At the eye of the storm, all the star ichthyosaurs disappeared.
Black flames were burning, and the sound of heavy hitting the ground became louder. But suddenly, everything was silent, even the thunder stopped, and the breath of everything could be heard.
"Roar——!"
The tiger roars.
The Pale Tiger tore through the storm, and the black fire surrounded her, flowing and gathering. She raised her head and felt a palpitation in her heart as she was stared at by those eyes. She breathed slowly, and her spiritual energy returned. At this moment, thousands of spirits became her subjects.
The giant tiger treads the ground.
Finally, the black flames condensed into a crown above her head.
Under the flames, the giant tiger roared, the entire snowfield roared, and the white-faced strange birds swam and ran around, calling each other the same name.
This is the new king.
He is also the monarch of the entire snowfield!
The flames continued to burn, and a handle appeared in it. Then, the shape of a knife appears. The fish and dragons screamed and swarmed forward, but the lightning created purgatory.
Today, at this time, in the wind and snow.
The murderous tiger holds the knife and kills Cang Ming!
Germany lost money, and I also lost money.
It’s really mapo tofu stuffed with vine peppers, double mapo!
(End of chapter)