Nightfall Chapter 124: The Eve of Xiling (Part 2)
Xiling Temple is about to descend, incredible, the shocking whole Taoshan is boiling, there are crying and angry curses everywhere, but Yu Lian said on behalf of the academy that he is not allowed to descend.
This is even more incredible, so Momoyama is silent, silent. The middle-aged Taoist frowned and looked at Yu Lian. After watching for a long time, his voice was a little dumb and asked: “Why?”
From the perspective of Xiling Temple, the academy has no reason not to accept its surrender, because the Dao Sect still has a very strong strength. The reason why the temple is willing to surrender is because the true leader of the Dao Sect, who is watching in the vast light The head teacher, who seems to be extremely tall, has no fighting force.
To be more precise, a few years ago, in the back mountain of the academy, Xiong Chumo was drunk by Yu Lian and was severely injured. After that, the radiant light could no longer cover the little boy in his **** robe. The Lord left Taoshan and Ye Hongyu jumped into the abyss. He could no longer suppress the fear in his heart. He didn’t understand what was going on in this world, why Haotian would abandon Daomen, or why the door had abandoned Haotian.
After a long period of psychological struggle, Xiong Chumo decided to surrender, only to survive, or the Academy and Tang State could give him enough status. Wasn’t it the same in wars? **Hai and other great figures in the temple were persuaded or suppressed by him, and the middle-aged Taoists would naturally not object.
Xiling Temple decided to surrender, it must have gone through a very complicated process and even a **** struggle, but if Yu Lian thinks carefully for a period of time, or can think clearly, the problem is that after she listened to the words of the middle-aged Taoist, she actually I didn’t even think about it. So he refused calmly and indifferently, why?
Yu Lian didn’t answer the middle-aged Taoist question because he didn’t need to answer.
The surrender of Xiling Temple will inevitably put forward some conditions, such as Xiong Chumo to live, middle-aged Taoist to live, **hai to live, He Mingchi to live, and many people to live, and these conditions. She and Ning Que, who was not present, would never accept it. Then, she would not allow the other party to drop.
The morning breeze is blowing, the yellow skirt is slightly swinging, and the black ponytail is also swinging gently. Her hands were still behind her back. The middle-aged Taoist looked at the great master who looked like this girl. Feel a bit cold.
If there is no surrender, there is battle. The battle between the academy and the Daomen, which lasted for a thousand years, is finally about to decide the final victory or defeat. The gazes of countless people on the cliff face the shining giant.
The figure of Master Nian Neizhi is as tall as it has been in the past few decades.
At this moment, he is the spiritual sustenance of tens of thousands of people in the Xiling Temple. There are many Taoist powers on the cliff. As long as the headmaster can fight against Zhu Yulian, then the temple has hope.
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The ending of this millennium war, no matter who wins or loses, is bound to be magnificent and unparalleled. This battle will inevitably last for a long time, from early morning to sunset, it is normal.
The four senior brothers placed the hourglass on the stone. He habitually used calculations to arrange strategies. A thick incense was lit in the Haotian Temple, or it is no longer meaningful to worship the sky, but it can also be used to calm the gods.
There is a bright red flower in full bloom in Taoshan. In the eyes of everyone, Ye Hongyu walked to the cliff and looked at the huge **** in front of the temple. The blood-colored ruling robe swayed in the wind.
She didn’t need to say anything, everyone knew what she meant, and Momoyama was in an uproar.
She will fight Xiong Chumo.
The figure in the gods is as tall as a mountain, motionless.
**Hai stood in front of him indifferently.
This Nanhai great priest is the pinnacle of fate, he is qualified to fight Ye Hongyu.
Behind ** Hai, there are more than ten strong men from the South China Sea, and two of them are fateful.
The powerhouses on the academy side include Yu Lian, Ye Hongyu, Chen Pipi and Tang Xiaotang.
The middle-aged Taoist glanced at Yu Lian, and walked back to the giant nun.
In terms of the number and quality of the strong, Xiling Temple is not weaker, just a little weaker.
Yu Lian understood what the middle-aged Taoist meant when she looked at her, but she didn’t care. There was no extra emotion on her immature little face, and she didn’t want to explain what is truly strong.
In her cognition, Jun Mo is very strong, the younger brother is very strong, and Ye Hongyu is also very strong. Since she wants to play this game, let her play it, and there will be no surprises.
She even found it a bit boring.
So she looked north again, as before, as if there was something worthy of attention there.
A cool morning breeze blew up, frowning her thin eyebrows.
Xiling Kingdom is far away from the East China Sea, but the wind here often comes from the sea, usually from the east, and the wind that was lightly blowing in the morning light is from the east.
The wind blowing on the face at this time comes from the far north.
Yu Lian’s expression changed slightly, and her immature face turned pale for some reason.
She turned around and looked at the giant in front of the Haotian Temple.
The jet-black ponytail dangled and wrote two black shadows on the gloomy sky.
The younger brothers and sisters, seeing that she has some emotional problems, they are a little surprised.
Tang Xiaotang asked: “Teacher, what happened?”
Yu Lian said: “I want to leave.”
When she said this, her expression was calm and her voice didn’t tremble, but anyone could hear her anxiety and anger, with an indisputable smell.
The decisive battle is about to begin. As the most powerful senior sister in the college, she wants to leave?
What about the next battle?
The Academy and Tang Guo saw that they would win the final victory, but they had no choice but to retreat?
Yu Lian’s sudden decision came as a surprise to everyone, but none of his colleagues expressed dissent because they had guessed something and their expressions changed.
At this moment, a fierce look flashed across Yu Lian’s immature face, and then she took a breath.
A strong wind blew up on the cliff.
Her chest suddenly bulged, as if she was about to **** the air from the entire Peach Mountain into her body.
Her face was suddenly pale, without a trace of blood, as if severely injured, her eyes suddenly brightened, but the corners of her eyes began to bleed, looking terrible.
It’s not the wind, it’s the atmosphere of the whole Taoshan, following her breathing. Keep pouring into her body!
There is a vision between heaven and earth. The green trees in Taoshan keep swaying, throwing down the remaining snow.
Ye Hongyu turned and looked towards the cliff with a drunk expression, thinking that even if you are a cicada for twenty-three years and your body is as solid as a rock, how can you absorb so much breath of heaven and earth in such a short time?
The breath of heaven and earth is still pouring into Yu Lian’s body.
The conflict between the horror and the aura pierced the corner of her eyes, and also shook her ponytail. The black hair spread out like a waterfall. Then it kept flying with the wind from the north.
The wind is calm and faint.
It wasn’t until this time that people could see clearly that her black hair was getting longer!
However. No matter how long her black hair grows. But it is still the same as before. Hanging between the knees.
Because she is growing taller!
The childishness on Yu Lian’s face gradually receded.
Her breath rose gradually until she became majestic.
After a few breaths, she learned from a girl. Become a girl.
Looking at this scene, the middle-aged Taoist expression is getting colder. He has read the scriptures of the heavenly book and sand, and knows that many cultivating schools in the world have secret methods, and Taomen also have secret methods similar to burning lives to gain great power, but he never knows which secret method will allow a person to pass through the long years!
If Ning Que was on the cliff, he would see Yu Lian’s exercises at a glance, because there were lotus-born fragments of consciousness in the sea of consciousness, and because he was on the snow lake, he saw Xiahou instantly become old. Ten years old.
This is the unspoken secret of Mozong.
In an instant, Yu Lian lost ten years of time.
She turned those years, or life, into strength.
The good thing is that there is no white head in the world.
She was originally a childish girl.
Ten years later, she became a woman with a gentle expression but a bitter eyebrow.
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Yu Lian stretched his hand into the air.
Tang Xiaotang handed the iron rod into her hand.
She held the two ends of the iron rod with her hands, and slowly passed by, the sharpness reappeared slowly, and the cold light was radiant.
There is another wind coming from the north, as if urging something.
She does not rely on the east wind, and disappears when the north wind rises.
From the cliff to the temple, there is a road paved with bluestone.
There were countless cracks, cracks appeared on the bluestone road, one after another.
Yu Lian has already arrived before the temple.
She came before the giant.
There is a sea in front of you.
This light heir from the South China Sea, lit up the blazing sacred flame in his hands, looked solemn, and shot down at her.
Yu Lian didn’t even glance at him, nor stopped, and ran into the wall of fire—her speed was too fast, she seemed to be about to deform when she reached the space, and the burning Haotian Shenhui brought out Two flames.
Like the wings of a firebird.
Actually, that is the wings of the cicada, and that is her world.
There was darkness in front of the temple, and even the brilliance of the palm teaching **** could not illuminate it, but it was illuminated by her at this time.
A muffled sound.
Like a meteorite falling from a high altitude, whistling for more than a hundred days, finally landed on the ground.
The earth will crack, let alone people.
** The sea was directly broken, broken into countless flesh and blood, and then purified into blue smoke by Haotian Divine Hui.
After his death, the Haotian Divine Radiance spouted from his palm still existed, and even burned his own body. This only shows that Yu Lian’s speed has reached an unimaginable level.
Frightened emotions enveloped the cliff in front of the temple. The priest from the South China Sea wanted to shout. The pale Xiao Yu, with soft legs, was about to sit down, but nothing happened yet.
Yu Lian entered the gigantic god, and the radiant light suddenly shook, as if it would go out at any time.
Xiong Chumo’s angry roar resounded in the Nian. He had been prepared for this old opponent and didn’t dare to take it lightly. In a flash, he entered the realm of Apocalypse!
The prevalence of Protestantism has the most direct weakening of Haotian in the world. Although Haotian in the kingdom of God has become much weaker, the power he gained through the apocalypse is still so majestic!
The gods roar again and again!
Then the **** shattered suddenly!
Those seventy-six veils hanging on the banks of the nibble dance with the wind, straight into the sky.
When the veil fell, the smoke and dust also gathered, revealing the real scene between appearances.
Yu Lian stood quietly, with blood on the corners of her lips.
Xiong Chumo stood opposite her, with no wounds visible on her body.
This is the first time that many Xiling Temple priests have seen the true face of Master Headmaster. The skinny, dwarf clown and humble old Taoist surprised them, but what they want to know now is the outcome of this battle.
Yu Lian turned around.
On Xiong Chumo’s body, a clear cut appeared, followed by the second and the third…
The breath of death splattered, his robes were shattered, countless knives appeared, deep or shallow, and finally it was densely packed, uncountable, I’m afraid there are many ways!
Xiong Chumo knelt down, covered in blood, still alive.
He looked at the figure of the woman who was going away, clutching his chest in pain, feeling that the heart that was cut into petals by the knife was shattering, his eyes were filled with despair and puzzlement.
“Why?”
Why can you be so fast? Why can you cut thirteen thousand and sixty-two dollars in such a short time? Why do you refuse to accept my surrender? Why would you choose the method of burning jade and stone so resolutely, even if you might be seriously injured? Why are you so anxious?
Why am I still scared in the end?
Why are you a 23-year cicada?
Why do you still have me in the world?
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Yu Lian didn’t know what Xiong Chumo was thinking when he knelt on the ground, and she didn’t care what he was thinking.
Different from Xiong Chumo’s thinking, although Dao and Demon are not at odds with each other, she has never regarded him as an enemy in her life, because she has never looked down on him, how does he deserve?
She walked to the edge of the cliff, glanced at the middle-aged Taoist, and then jumped down.
At this moment, a few strands of fine sand have just flowed down from the hourglass on the rock by the cliff.
The incense in the Haotian Temple has just burned a very shallow layer.
Momoyama is quiet.
Deadly still.
No one spoke, because he didn’t know what to say.
There was no shocked cry, because people were already a little numb in shock.
——This war between academy and Daomen, everyone thought it would last a long time. However, what happened just now? People feel that they are crazy, otherwise how can they see that the battle is over in a flash? How can such a thing happen in the world?
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The middle-aged Taoist looked at the edge of the cliff, where Yu Lian had jumped before, silent.
He understood the meaning in her look.
She killed Xiong Chumo and then ** Hai.
Now, Xiling Temple can be descended.
Of course, there are some people who are also going to die.
Xiong Chumo is not dead yet.
“Maybe I should thank her for leaving you to me for the end.”
Ye Hongyu looked at him covered in blood, then fell silent, without saying anything.
She turned around and walked to the edge of the cliff, looking at the rising sun that finally jumped out of the clouds in the direction of the East China Sea, with a slightly distressed expression.
The completion of Xiling Temple took countless years.
It’s destruction, but only one morning.
Taoshan was red and warm in the morning light, and even the remaining snow became red.
The morning sun is like blood.
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