Chapter 110 1 mountain, 1 eyebrow
Sang Sang is no longer the same as Sang Sang. With the prosperity of Protestantism and the decline of Taoism, she has become weaker and weaker, losing the power of faith of hundreds of millions of believers, especially now that she has a child in her belly.
——She is no longer an omnipotent Haotian, and no longer has a powerful realm that the world can’t reach, but the arrow she helped Ning Que shot is better than the iron arrow that Ning Que shot at Qinghe County when she was offering light. Stronger, why?
Because during the light sacrifice, Ning Que used the natal connection between the two to forcibly capture the apocalypse of Xiong Chumo, who taught her, and took her power into her arms, but this time it was her initiative.
This is a true unity of heaven and man, who can be the enemy?
Ning Que was next to her and bent her bow and arrow again, pointing to the opposite side of the Hantan, hundreds of miles in the world, pointing to any place, as long as she heard her voice, she would release the bow string.
The wildflowers in the mountains were blown by the wind, floated to the sky and then slowly fell down. It looked like the sky girl was hiding in the clouds and scattered flowers. Respecting Haotian to reveal the miracle in the world again, but Sang Sang’s face was pale.
She frowned, her willow-like eyes narrowed even more, and she seemed a little angry, a little displeased. It had nothing to do with not being able to shoot to death. Her displeasure was always because of her physical condition-she could not tolerate herself It is so weak that it needs such a battle with human beings, and even cannot win.
Yes, she helped Ning Que to shoot the arrow before. She had done her best. The sky was moving instantaneously and was extremely expensive. At this time, she wanted to calculate the position of the subject.
This battle is the highest level battle since the beginning of human history. Only the hundred days of heavy rain caused by the battle between the Master and the Gods entered the kingdom of God. Naturally, it only takes an instant to distinguish the victory and defeat.
Sang Sang failed to calculate the position of the subject in the first time, Ning Que could not release the bow string in the first time, the subject did not miss the first time, the mountain breeze rushed, and his figure returned to Tanbian.
The cold lake was cold and the spring outside the pool was full of richness. He stood in the spring and looked at Ning Que and Sang Sang. No expression on his face. His eyes were firm and calm, and even a little arrogant.
He returned to the lake, not alone, because he brought a mountain.
Thousands of miles. The northern continent is divided into two. It is Minshan. In Minshan, north of Helan City, it is often referred to as Tianji Mountain, because this is the inherent sphere of influence of Mozong. So here is a mountain range abandoned by Haotian.
The Lord is the master of the Taoist gate. According to the principle, he does not have the same breath or even conflict with the breath of this majestic mountain range, but it is different now, just like the same gate that used to be a millennium ago-the bright priest who created the Ming Sect He has betrayed Haotian, more precisely, he abandoned Haotian!
He merged with this mountain abandoned by Haotian!
He returned to the bank, his right hand fell to the opposite bank, and he joined the heavens and earth in a quiet environment, lifted the heavens and earth with innumerable arms, and carried the heaven and earth breath of the entire deserted mountain between his fingers, directly hit Ning Que and Sang Sang!
Before he shot, he relied on an unimaginable high-level Taoism. The shot itself is so simple and direct, so unreasonable, because under the majesty, there is no need for any reason!
Around the cold lake, the spring of mountains and fields was crushed into silk wool, and the flowers and wild branches that Ning Que cut into fragments with a knife were instantly crushed even more miserable until they became uncut fragments!
A whole thousands of miles of mountains fell into the sky.
Ning Que knew that even if the Iron Arrow could shoot through this mountain range, it would not be able to stop the mountain’s topping down trend. He did not hesitate to withdraw his bow and turned back to embrace Sang Sang in his arms, preparing to use his body to support it!
He wanted to see if he had been tempered by Haoran Qi for many years and strengthened by Sang Sang for thousands of years, could he support this mountain range, could he support this devastation caused by the Lord!
Sang Sang did not give him this opportunity.
Her hands crossed without armpits, as if to give him a warm hug. At the next moment, a black flower bloomed in her hand-it was a worn black umbrella.
The black umbrella, which had disappeared for a long time without knowing where to go, appeared in her hand like this, with a loud sound, and opened to the mountain range that fell in the air.
The black umbrella was as old as it was. The umbrella surface was covered with dust and greasy. The umbrella surface that had been exposed by the Buddha’s light was exposed. I don’t know when, but it changed back to its original appearance.
Ning Que and her are used to calling the black umbrella a **** umbrella, just like the black horse is a **** horse, because it is really big. Even if the black umbrella is stretched out and looks very small, it is actually large enough to cover the entire sky.
As long as you can cover your eyes, you can cover the sky.
The **** horse and the green lion dog were hidden behind Sang Sang in panic, under the black umbrella. Sang Sang held a black umbrella, hugged Ning Que, leaned on his shoulder, tilted his head, and looked at the mountain falling in the air.
The Lord’s hand crossed the Hantan and came to the other side. The entire deserted mountain range, breaking through the blue sky, crushed above the cold lake, under the giant mountain, the **** umbrella looked like an insignificant black spot.
Loud bang, continuous sound!
Countless smoke and dust, sprayed into the sky and the wilderness of Shino, countless gravel, like ten thousand feather arrows, cut the sky with countless traces, the whole world began to shake.
The ground shook violently, and the pine trees deep in the mountains holding the rocks were shocked into the air, and the blue ice lakes under the snow peaks farther away were also shocked into the sky, forming a magical picture.
——Like countless dark blue pearls, leaving the ground and falling towards the sky.
The earthquake spread far away, not to mention Yan Guocheng, even the crab on the strangely shaped wave-proof rock on the famous embankment by Song Guohai felt the terrifying vibration of the far north and jumped back into the sea in panic.
Helan City is only more than ten miles away from here, and the impact is more direct and violent. There are countless cracks in the two cliffs. There are rocks falling and falling everywhere, like a waterfall. The sound is very thrilling.
The two tall and heavy gates have blocked the prairie barbarian for countless years. At this time, they have been severely deformed and twisted, exposing huge gaps. The military fortress that has never been fallen for hundreds of years has been ruined!
All kinds of horrible sounds and waves, mysterious and unreproducible scenery of the world, the gradual fall of the cliff, the destruction of the fortress, can only show how terrible the watcher’s hand fell to the opposite side of the Hantan.
I don’t know how long it took, the earthquake finally calmed down, the smoke gradually fell, was absorbed by the ice and snow remaining between the chaotic mountains and the cliffs, and the air slowly returned to clean.
The green trees in the mountains have been crushed into powder, and the cold lake has been flattened. The remaining ice scum and the scaleless fish at the bottom of the lake are all in one place with the earth and stone. They can only wait for countless years before they are discovered .
There is only a faint shape left in the Hantan. The Tanan is a footprint, made by crushing the stone powder again, enclosing a stone ping that is about hundreds of square feet in size, and the spring has long become a monotonous world composed of blocks.
Lord Guan stood at the stone seal of Tan’an, his face was pale, his right hand hanging down beside him shivered slightly, and Tsing Yi also shook with it, rippling ripples, as soft as water.
Carrying the whole deserted mountain, such a shocking blow, even he paid a great price. The cold lake has disappeared and the spring is gone, but his state of mind is still as calm as the water of the lake. Warm, because he knew very well that the attack he planned for a long time must have seriously injured her.
Even if the **** umbrella was a piece of torn off from the night before she came to the world, used to protect her fragile real body in the world, still unable to block the entire deserted mountain.
There was a shattering crackling sound from the side of Tan’an Shiyin, the gravel bulged up, and then separated, revealing a large black umbrella, the **** horse and the blue lion dog under the umbrella looked sad, obviously not awake from the horrible shock before, Ning Que was sober, but his face was extremely pale, he was not seriously injured, but she was not in her arms.
Sang Sang-fu was still in his arms, with a breath, his face pale as blood, two lips with blood on his lips, his eyes like willow leaves were no longer as bright and bleak as those in the past.
Ning Que tied her up in front of her at the fastest speed and turned her horse.
A cold voice sounded from the broken cliff.
The watcher looked at him and said, “Do you think you can escape?”
Ning Que did not answer. At this time, Sang Sang was already seriously injured and difficult to fight. He alone was indeed difficult to escape from the hands of the viewer, but he knew that someone would definitely help him.
As long as he knows where he is, he will definitely come-the spectator sends a shocking blow, and there will be a sense between the world and he will know where he is.
Ning Que has been waiting for this moment. In this regard, he was so determined, just like many years ago, when he and Sang Sang were in desperation in the White Pagoda Temple of Chaoyang City in the Moon State, he would definitely come.
The wind rises from the cliff, the look of the Lord changes slightly, and the wind is coming, and immediately comes to Ning Que’s body, pointing at his chest, pointing at his fingertips, it is Sang Sang’s eyebrow.
A wooden stick suddenly appeared in front of his finger.
That wooden stick is very common, not Huanghuali, nor agarwood, or iron sandalwood, like a wooden stick that can be found everywhere in ordinary people’s homes, either for rolling noodles or for beating children.
Watching the Lord waved his hand, there were mountains, and there were mountains and rivers in his fingers.
However, it was such an ordinary stick that he resisted his finger.
A crackling sound sounded between the stick and fingertips.
A clearly visible ripple of heaven and earth breath spread towards the surroundings, the cliffs it touched were broken again, the hard rocks it touched flew again, and there was another strong wind in the remaining forest.
The wooden stick withdrew.
Before the big dark horse there appeared a scholar wearing a padded jacket.
Mars on the edge of his jacket has not yet extinguished, how fast it can be imagined.
There were dust everywhere on his cotton-padded jacket, and gray hair in the hair of his shoes. I can imagine how far he had gone.
The Lord looked at him quietly and took a step forward.
The elder brother raised his stick and laid his eyebrows in front of him.
In this move, he used Junmo’s respect for each other.
He couldn’t fight or kill people, but he was forced to learn to fight and kill by this evil world. From that day on, he would learn all the skills of fighting.
One eyebrow, one eyebrow can’t enter.
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(There are two more chapters today.) (Unfinished to be continued …)