Nightfall

There are many things that look complicated and complicated to do. Only a few people have the ability to see simple cores in complicated things, and then make simple and correct responses.

The Xiling Temple's palm teaching naturally has this ability. He knows that it is not an easy task to find Ningqian in the reckless wilderness, because humans are not able to fly to the sky and look down on the world like goshawks, nor do they see the world calmly and lovingly on the clouds like Haotian. All the details.

Since finding Ning Que is not easy, the easiest way is to let Ning Que show up. So he said a word to the lonely black carriage in the north.

"Pluto's daughter, you finally appeared."

The voice of Master Zhang is very bright, like the color of gold, and it is as wide as the heavens and the earth. When it comes out from the room of the giant loft, it suddenly condenses and turns into a thunder like substance.

Thunder blew over, the tens of thousands of gauze curtains danced without the wind, the golden railings on the side of the shimmer shone, several priests spurted blood and fell to the ground, and a straight invisible air wave appeared on the wasteland, lifting up the **** soil And countless grass, gravel and gravel, attacked the black carriage in the north.

A figure flew from the deserted crowd and came to Sang Sang in the fastest speed, it was Ning Que. He took out the **** umbrella from behind, trying to open it to block the thunderous sound wave for her.

The sound waves were too strong, the wind screamed, the thunder thundered, the **** umbrella hadn't had time to fully open, Ning Que was scraped to the ground more than ten feet behind, and the black academic uniform on his body was filled with countless tiny cracks, There were many more openings on the strong skin, and some areas began to bleed.

The **** horse looked at the thunder sound coming from the face, the wind and the wind slammed in horror, trying to turn around and escape, but couldn't bear to escape, the front hoof flexed, buried his head in the soil, pretending nothing would happen .

Lei Yin came to Sang Sang.

Sang Sang's face was pale and her eyes were very bright. She didn't know how she could withstand this horrible thunder, but vaguely, she knew she should not be afraid of this thunder.

A dozen black crows hovering in the air above her head suddenly rushed down, and made a very cold and sad quack to the thunder that carried dust and stone.

The black crow kept flapping its wings, and every time it waved, it would fan out two strong winds, blowing the cold breath from Sang Sang's body, and flicking to the south.

Countless cold strong winds are generated from the bottom of the black crow's wings, just like countless thin ropes, tangled and woven together, and finally turned into an extremely strong thick rope.

Lei Yin and Han Feng met in the land several feet before Sang Sang.

The black crow's quack became more and more fierce. From time to time, black feathers fell off, floated down, and then stuck to the ice and snow around Sang Sang's body. It looked like there were more ink spots on the white paper.

The cold wind gradually subsided.

Lei Yin gradually dispersed.

The smoke gradually gathered.

More than ten black crows flew back to Sang Sang's head again, circling and dancing, but the flight speed was much slower than before, and it seemed a little tired.

Lei Yin, who taught the adults, was just dispersed by a dozen black crows.

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Ning Que got up from the ground and walked to Sang Sang. His expression was a little complicated, not because his whereabouts had been exposed, but because the black raven and Lei Yin met, which proved some of his conjectures.

Since Sang Sang is the daughter of Pluto, how could Pluto watch his own daughter die?

The people are afraid of Sang Sang because the cold breath inside Sang Sang will destroy the world. So why should the Xiling Temple dispel such a big situation? Because they are afraid? Why are they afraid?

The strong men of the two schools of Buddhism and Taoism should be very clear that Sang Sang ’s own strength is very ordinary, especially after he is seriously ill, he becomes very fragile and easy to be killed. , With the ability to scare them, so the Xiling Temple ’s head teacher will go to the wilderness in person

Pluto's daughter has some terrifying ability, it is not unimaginable, but in the past, Sang Sang has not awakened, so she cannot show it until her illness is getting worse and the coldness in her body is getting stronger She woke up day by day, and the unknown ability began to return to her body.

In the Lunar Kingdom, Ning Que clearly realized this, but instead of using it, he tried everything to cure Sang Sang ’s disease and wanted to eliminate or suppress the Yin in her body. Chill, he didn't want her to show that unknown ability even in dangerous times.

As Sang Sang once said, once Sang Sang truly wakes up, she will become the daughter of Pluto. Was Sang Sang at that time still the current Sang Sang? Still Sansang?

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"It really is the daughter of Pluto."

Master's voice sounded from the gods again, and he was restless on the wasteland, but at this time his voice seemed a little tired, and it seemed that the thunder sound had consumed his thoughts.

As the words fell, the tall figure in the tens of thousands of curtains suddenly became taller. I don't know when a wand higher than this figure appeared in the hands of the figure.

Looking at the changes after the curtain of the giant yin curtain, Ning Que's mood suddenly became cold. He didn't know what would happen later, but he always felt that what was going to happen was terrible.

The tens of thousands of gauze curtains on the giant dragon suddenly burned. Not really burning, but countless light and heat, flowing and falling like water in the slits of those curtains.

The tall figure behind the curtain also began to burn, and countless lights and heat radiated along the edge of the figure to the surroundings. The remaining grass on the side of the rim suddenly turned yellow and then turned into black and gray.

Dozens of red-clad priests and guards beside the giant dragon dragged the corpses of several priests and Rock enemy, left at the fastest speed, avoiding the terrible light and heat, and then knelt down against the giant .

Light is holy light, heat is absolute heat.

Countless light and heat were born from the master, and his figure seemed to become a lamp oil.

He held the long wand in his hand like a wick in an oil lamp.

Light and heat are burning, the burning of the lamp oil is transferred to the burning of the wick, and it becomes a flame of a specific shape.

The flame is a beam of light.

A holy beam of light emerged from the top of the wand, penetrated the top of the giant dragon, and shone on the sky.

The sky in the south is not covered by dark clouds, and the blue sky is boundless, with several white clouds floating on it. When the beam of light falls on the sky dome, the blue sky instantly becomes bright.

Several white clouds floating in the sky, covering the light of the sky dome, the edge seems to be plated with a gold rim, with no amount of coercion, falling from the sky and falling on the wasteland.

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There is only one color left in the blue sky, or there is no color, only light.

Absolute light is a monotonous visual perception. At this time, hundreds of thousands of humans in the wilderness looked up at the bright sky, but felt that they had seen the infinitely rich world.

That world is not a real divine kingdom, but a kind of spiritual induction. The infinite richness they see is not a specific thing, but countless kinds of human emotion projections under Haotian Shenwei.

The picture at this time has surpassed all the world's imagination of the world of practice, and beyond the imagination of the practitioners of the supreme state. This is no longer a divine art, but more like a miracle.

Hundreds of thousands of coalition forces in the Xiling Temple shook their knees on the cool wasteland ground, bowed incessantly against the bright sky, and worshipped the pictures that had only appeared in the mythological canon.

The expression on people's faces was shocked and awe, excited and frightened, and then turned into absolute piety and fanaticism. They became frightened and panicked because of the appearance of the Pluto's daughter and the lack of five arrows. They once again strengthened their beliefs and gained countless courage.

Correspondingly, when the blue and white clouds were counted as light, the emotions of the barren tribe fell to the extreme. Those seriously wounded soldiers looked at the sky in the south, and there was a look of despair on their faces. No one sang anymore, even It was Tang, and the expression on his face became a bit sullen.

"Is this the legendary apocalypse?"

Ning Que looked at the giant dragon at the lower end of the beam of light, and looked at the tall figure in Yong Zhong, and asked.

"No, the teacher's apocalypse was not like that."

Sang Sang said, then coughed painfully.

Many of the rays of the sky that the southern sky casts on the wasteland fell near the barren tribe, and naturally fell on her.

A few very pale white smokes came out of her black fur coat. It looked like she was burning in her body, but she could not smell any burning smell.

She looked at the light of the southern sky, her eyes showing a timid expression.

Ning Que looked at her frowning frown, her heart sour, and she reached out to hold her in her arms.

Just the moment his finger touched her body, there was a sudden addition of ice on his nails.

Severe pain spread from the fingertips to the sea of ​​knowledge. Ning Que groaned and found that for a moment, his entire right hand was frozen, and the ice line was spreading towards his arm.

The cold breath in Sang Sang's body was completely awake and was being released.

Ning Que should let go at this time, but he didn't want to let go, his body was full of anger, turned into Haotian Shenhui, and instantly melted the ice on his arm, then he put Sang Sang in his arms.

Sang Sang's hair was scratched across his face, and there was an instant snow line.

His lips were covered with frost, his voice trembling, and his ambiguity: "If it's too painful, don't do it."

The light of the southern sky ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ fell on Sang Sang's body, burning her body and mind, and soul, the cold air in her body, constantly freezing her body and mind, and soul.

This process is very painful.

Ning Que hugged her tightly, the frost on her body was broken and melted by the noble gas in her body, and then the bones were condensed again. He was also very painful, but he knew she was more painful.

Sang Sang's body shook violently and seemed very painful. He flinched and hid in Ning Que's arms, just like in previous years, wanting to find safety and warmth there.

However, the light is everywhere, she has no place to hide, the cold air is in her body, she can't hide, she can only continue to torture between the hot and the cold.

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