The Husky and His White Cat Shizun

Chapter 308: [The sorrow of death]

Before the time of life and death, the Xuanwu enchantment has been opened. This is the last line of defense. Once the tide breaks through here, there is another world behind it.

"The red dust is orderly, and if the order is broken, the punishment will come, and all will be returned to Hongmeng."

—— According to the warnings of ancient books, once the door of life and death is torn to an unreversible level, the flood will flood the two worlds, and everything will be at the beginning.

All of this was too sudden for the monks who were present. They were caught unprepared. Many people didn’t know what else to do except crying.

It is no wonder that before the sudden end of the day, how many more people can take it?

But for the Mei brothers who have already experienced the era of the immortal, and Xue Meng, who is no longer young, they have already prepared.

Mei Hanxue said: "The main attack and healing are back, returning to the other side of the life and death door. The majors are coming out, and I will go to the basaltic enchantment."

Someone asked: "What are you going to do?"

"Fixed defense."

Everyone looked at the basaltic enchantment that was going through the sky, and then looked at the torrent of the rushing to the distance, and could not help but worry.

There was a female repairer who asked: "Is this... can you stop it?"

Mei Hanxue looked back and saw this woman look beautiful, so she smiled with her eyes open. This guy is really a game in the world to see through life and death, but life is hanging on the line, but still have a leisurely teasing: "Hey, can't stop saying bad, but not sure will die, girl afraid not afraid?"

"..."

Mei Hanxue came cold with a cold face: "When is it, how can I still talk."

"Just because of this time, I have to talk about it, or I have done a ghost, go to the local government to find a ghost girl?"

This is the first time that the Mei family brothers appeared in front of everyone - but when they saw him, their elder brother was cold and frosty, and his younger brother Wen Ru was brilliant. The woman couldn’t help but be amazed, but she couldn’t return to God for a long time: "You... You are?"

Mei Hanxue smiled and blinked at her: "How, is it still I look good?"

The woman's mouth is closed, and she will only stay: "You..."

I was about to look at the two people again. The man with the refrigerated ice cave had already turned his back, and the clothes fluttered to the edge of time and space, and the sound was added to the public:

"After the attack, the defensive move forward. Please fast."

Someone asked: "Even if we use the Xuanwu enchantment to temporarily block the flood, but it is also a plan to slow down, can't always block it like this?"

"Yeah, if this torrent has not been retired?"

Mei Hanxue shook his head and said: "Half people are blocking the flood, and half are closing the door to death."

"..." It is clear that there are thousands of people gathered here, but in an instant they are silent.

Close the door to life?

Now almost all of the cockroaches have been torn and smashed, and looking at the cracks in time and space is like the end of the sea. The two time and space have completely merged and merged. How is it closed?

As if to see the doubts of everyone, Mei Hanxue said: "Wan Tao returns to the curse."

The young Xue Lu, who stood in the crowd, stunned. He only felt that the curse couldn’t be said, and he was thinking about it. He suddenly heard the elders next to him: "This is not the one that Yu Heng once created... the curse? ”

He mentioned that the people of Bitanzhuang also reacted.

Once in the town of Choi Butterfly, Li Wuxin took a group of disciples to go to death and begging to say. After some misunderstandings, Chu night Ning coldly told the people that the founder of "Wan Tao's return to the curse" was his own.

Mei Hanxue said: "Wantao returns to the waves, you can reverse the spells that have been displayed."

Someone was shocked: "Is that big?"

"Of course, it’s impossible to use one person." Mei Hanxue said, "So you want to be united."

Everyone, look at me, I look at you, after all face to face, but many people hesitated to retreat to the back of life and death.

"I can't do it, I can't resist the flood."

"Me too, I am the least good at defensive enchantment."

No one is a fool, they all know to stop the danger of basaltic enchantment, and it is easy to close the door. For a time, although there were death and death, some people from the Snow Palace, and some young people from other martial arts volunteered to come out, many monks also shrank their necks and squeezed them into the cracks.

Mei Hanxue stared at the tortoise-necked tortoises, and the original bad looks became more and more gloomy: "I want to hide in the rear and be steady, who is blocking the front?"

This is often the case, for example, when the two armies confront each other and fight for death. Knowing that the striker fell, he could not live alone, but still eager to be assigned to the back.

Just stalemate, I heard Jiang said: "I am coming."

The monks of the lonely moon night saw the head and went. After the hope, a large group of people came to the side of the Xuanwu enchantment. The medicinal sect was the weakest of the top ten sects. When they went out, it was like raising their hands to those who were afraid of death.

"...I also know a little about it, I can make a contribution."

After reading this sentence, Bitingzhuang’s Yan Ming also walked to the forefront, standing silently with a sword.

There are a lot more people in the land, although it is far from enough, but seeing the first wave of the tide is approaching, they have no time to wait.

"Come faster! Ziming, you go to the rear Shi Wantao to return to the curse. Others and me go to the Xuanwu enchantment before preparing to resist." Mei Hanxue said this sentence, jumped up and came to Pang Shuo's enchanting enchantment Before, put the palm of your hand up.

"Array open!"

This is not only his own, but soon, a pair of palms are attached to the last barrier between the red dust, the blue stream, the blue stream, the red stream... countless rays meet here A barrier that traverses the heavens and the earth.

Slowly, the totem of a snake body tortoise slowly illuminates in the night, and it ends at the ground, and the first head is nine feet, which is the Xuanwu guardian curse printed by the power of the people.

That is to say, at this time, the turbulent waves of the first phoenix rushed from the front, and the momentum was far better than the horses galloping, and the Yellow River entered the sea.

Everyone stretched to the extreme, staring at the fading yellow waterline.

"Ready, come -"

Almost the voice just fell, a thousand-foot-high wave has swallowed the tide to them! Suddenly splashes!

"Support!"

This torrent of anger is like a beast. Even if there is a basaltic enchantment as a defense, there is still a stream of water that crushes the weak spiritual power, and the arrow is sprayed in like a force. There are quite a few weaker monks who can't support this powerful force. Only the first wave head, dozens of people will collapse and swear.

Jiang Yan turned back and said: "More people!"

However, seeing this situation, the more dare to go forward.

At this time, Xue Meng had already finished the rune of Wan Tao's returning curse. He slammed into the air, and tens of thousands of Thunder's light flashed after the spell, and scattered all the way to life and death.

Like the striker blocking the flood, the rear monks also began to pay attention to Wan Tao's return to the wave, trying to close the crack that traversed the two time and space. But this crack is too big, and I can't see whether the edge is shrinking at the moment. Many people are actually extremely stunned.

The progress in the rear is slow, but the front is already stretched.

Another big wave was shot, more monks fell to the ground and could not support. The cracks in the Xuanwu enchantment are getting bigger and bigger, and the water column is rushing into it. Jiang Yan’s clothes are soaked quickly.

"It’s not going to go on like this." Mei Hanxue said, "The support will not be closed, and the Xuanwu enchantment should be broken."

"..."

At this moment, they suddenly heard the rumbling hooves behind them. Turn around, but see a group of scattered people and civilians from afar. The monk Yu Jian, the civilian horse, the two people headed, a black robe, the eyebrows are very beautiful, it is the leaves of the past.

There is also a milf, the sword is twisted, and the red belt is covered with red eyes. It is full of dazzling gold ornaments, but it is Sun Sanniang, the island owner of Feihua Island.

The two people are rolling in the dust, and they don’t know how many people are brought. Maybe they are bringing the women and children who have taken refuge.

The leaves have forgotten from the sword and leaped lightly. Emei said: "I have seen the movements in the long distance, and I heard about it on the road."

Her eyes crossed the crowd and fell to the precarious Xuanwu enchantment. Then I swept the monks who were clear-minded and strong, but did not want to go forward.

There are brave warriors in this world, there will be strong cowards, and the human body and mind are not necessarily matched.

Ye forgets that he hates iron and does not become steel. He gnaws his teeth: "...there is nothing to do, a heart is not as good as the people!" She dropped this sentence and sneaked it to Jiang Yan, and covered her hand. .

In addition to her, together with the scattered repairs, even civilians, regardless of their meager ability, they are eager to go forward - see this situation, Rao is some people's face is thicker, but also Stayed awkward.

"I... I will go too."

"Forget it, is it not dead? I will go too!"

"And I still have me!"

More and more people gathered in front of the Xuanwu enchantment, and the turtle-snakes that had been faintly lightened again became bright and shining.

The third wave... the fourth wave...

People fight with the sky, people and life fight.

Suddenly a girl shouted: "Look!! Is there the edge of life and death?!"

The sound is like a sigh, everyone is a spirit, they are pointing in the direction that she is pointing at. Sure enough, on the edge of the distant Scorpio, I can see that the black line is constantly retracting, although the speed is very slow, but it is indeed gathering. .

When I was excited, I was so excited that I was crying: "Fast! It’s faster! It’s true! It’s really close!”

Seeing this vivid vitality, almost every pair of eyes has ignited the light of survival. Their palms are in harmony, and they continue to gather power to the center of Wan Tao's returning curse. In exchange for the time and space, the door is slowly restored.

However, the power of heaven and earth is finally surviving, even though there are already thousands of people who are enemies at this time, they will infuse their spiritual strength into the guardian enchantment, and they will not be able to compete with the power of God.

People like micro ants are too small...

As another wave of snow fell, the slamming sound shook, and a lightning-like crack appeared in the center of the Xuanwu enchantment. The cracks had fallen from the zenith to the ground, and there were silky water droplets coming in behind.

All the faces are white, they all know that if this mark breaks, it will be -

"boom!!!"

Not finished, the ground cracked!

A gap was broken, and the rivers and rivers came to the fore. The angry waves of water drowned people’s screams, and many people were rushed to fall down.

"what!!"

"Help!"

The flooded water was like a torrential rain. Xue Meng stood in front of the life and death facade and looked back at the scene before the basaltic enchantment. He clenched his teeth and said to everyone: "Fur faster!"

As he spoke, he suddenly saw a man rushing toward himself, holding a silver-stained sword in his hand. Not someone else, it is the self when you were young.

He clasped the shoulders of the young Xue Meng, and his long eyebrows angered: "Go back! You will not defend the battle."

Young Xue Meng bit his teeth: "I want to return the sword to that person."

"Who?"

Young Xue Meng raised his hand and pointed at the lack of God Wusuke, who was already bloodless but still doing his best.

"...Ginger night sinking? How do you have his sword?"

Young Xue Meng said: "You don't know?"

Xue Meng shook his head: "I don't know him. He died very early in our time."

When he said this, his eyes were awkward. He has been displaced for so long, and he is still alive for everyone, and the age of the war has not been remembered.

However, Xue Meng thought for a while, or looked at Jiang Yan's back and said: "When I stepped on Xianjun, he asked him to offer a secret of the moonlight night. The first thing recorded here is the medicine of the medicine. It is powerful, but it is a evil door. For example, take the sphenoid bone beauty refining medicine, such as yin and yang double repair longevity."

"..." noticed that the young Xue Meng heard the double longevity technique and his face became very ugly. He couldn't help but ask, "What happened to you?"

Youth Road: "Nothing....and then?"

"Jiang Yan did not want to. He said that the drug sacred volume is a demon martyrdom, since the day he took over the head, has already paid a torch."

"..."

"Tai Xianjun was furious and forced him to rewrite one. He naturally did not agree, and he was eventually killed." Xue Meng closed his eyes. "Jiang Ye Shen is a hero. I am very happy to see him in another world." Alive."

When I saw the youth, I didn’t speak. Xue Meng said: "You haven’t answered me yet. How can you have his sword?"

The young Xue Meng’s lips were stunned. I didn’t know what to say for a while. After a long while, I just said that “I...” was followed by a loud noise, which made the bones numb and cold.

They turned back slyly, but saw that the lightning crack had been stretched to the extreme, and both the leaves and the plums were falling, and Jiang Yan was still stiff, but he had coughed up a blood.

Young Xue Meng lost his voice: "Ginger..."

What is ginger?

Still calling him Jiang Yan?

Or is Jiang's head?

One broke between the lips and teeth, he ran over and handed the snow phoenix to Jiang Yan.

"...Go back!" Jiang Yan looked up at him, and his white face became more and more ugly. He frowned and pushed his gods together with Xue Meng. "Go back to the crack and don't mess!"

After that, it was a **** sputum.

"Ginger night sink!!"

Hearing his own words, Jiang Yan coughed a few times, gasping back, his eyes fierce and complicated: "Mom... who allowed you to call me like this?"

"..."

"My name, my word, is not what you should call." Lips and blushing, Jiang Yan's meridian bursts, in the torrential rain that filled the flood, do their best to maintain the enchantment.

But I still don't forget to see him as I saw it.

"Good, no rules!"

The screaming sounds of the horrible broken sounds followed. Xue Meng didn't even have time to talk, and he didn't have time to react. He was slammed to the rear by the snow phoenix. Then he saw that the lightning-like gap was suddenly cracking. This time it was no longer a small crack, but a whole piece of collapse. rupture.

Rivers are instantly poured!

People standing behind the door to life and death from the scalp to the soles of the feet.

It’s over.

The end of the day...the end of the day...all are in the wild...

Some people don't even make a contribution to Wan Tao's return to the curse. They kneel down and cry like the most primitive servants before the punishment. They pray for the gods.

Some people yelled at the sky and yelled at the land.

ended.

However at this time! In the midst of turbulent rushing, suddenly a blue brilliance falls!

"what happened?"

"what!"

A little wind and grass can make people in desperate shudder, let alone such a shocking movement. They looked up, but when they saw a man in a high gold armor, the sword of the black gold armor came close, and he could see that his body was covered with sores, and it seemed to have been cut by thousands of sharp knives. But even so, people can still see the shadow of his former handsome in his appearance.

"...is it...ink...burning?"

"It's the devil!"

"Mom, what is the devil, it is clearly the master of Mo!!" The horses of the Taoyuan Mountain Villa immediately became excited, because even a fool can see that the ink is burning to save them, not to add fuel to the fire. .

And with him, there is a long time no trace of the Beidou Xianzun Chu nightning.

"Chu Zongshi!!!"

The founder of Wan Tao's return to the waves, the master of the first enchantment in the world.

Like their own heads, the monks in Taotao Mountain Villa are most afraid of death, and they are extremely excited. They are the first to be ecstatic, and they danced and said: "Save! Save!"

The ink burns with the soft wind, the robes are hunting, and the body is wrapped in a hard leather. He flew straight to the Xuanwu enchantment and jumped down and settled in the waves.

"Hell, people!"

As he screamed, countless willows rose to the ground, and the leaves that were shot down in the water waves were forgotten, Sun Sanniang, and the gloomy face. He wrapped all these seriously injured people in the vine leaves and sent them to the rear. Then I turned back and said:

"The replacement is rolling up! The defendant is not injured?!" He glanced at Jiang Yan, and he became more and more angry and violent. "How come the healing masters are doing this kind of thing?! Are you dead?! ”

At the rear, those savage and savage monks were smashed by the gray face, and the dog was bloody.

Stepping Xianjun slammed hard, but saw a glaring brilliance splashing out from his palm, and then spread the enchantment in front of him. He gnashed his teeth and said: "Who is **** again, waiting to finish the drizzle, this one is a bit Crush your head!"

"..." Everyone looks at each other.

"get out!!"

I don't know how terrible deterrence this person is, or perhaps a desperate death. Many people who are greedy and fearful of death want to open before the end of the day. Even the most ruthless Jiangdongtang remnant has crossed the border of life and death. And then few people shirked. A group of monks came to step behind Xian Xianjun, and a pair of hands were pressed against the Xuanwu enchantment.

The original faltering enchantment restored the aura of light, because the concerted efforts of the people, because of the injection of the first force of the human world, became indestructible for a while, exuding an extremely powerful momentum.

"哗-"

Seeing a wave of high tides, such as the whirlwind tsunami rushing, some people are naturally timid after all, seeing such a situation can not help but swallow, two stations stand.

Stepping on the sinister sinister road:

"Don't leave one. Dare to give it a try."

"..."

"Whoever flees away. This seat lets you not see the sun after tonight."

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