Liu Zhizhi is waiting in the Takramakan Desert. In Uyghur, Takramakan means a great desert below the mountain. In a desert, it is called the "Sea of ​​Death". It is extremely terrible. However, for practitioners like Liu Zhizhi, the Sea of ​​Death is not true, and it is also not true for Clark. Literature bar wxba

Liu Zhizhi came here, but Clark walked towards the east step by step. The huge aura on his body was like the essence, and the sky was up there. In Liu Zhizhi's eyes, it was like a bright lamp, so Liu Zhizhi did not move forward, and was quietly waiting for his arrival in the desert.

Clark walked tens of thousands of kilometers to accumulate this momentum of soaring into China. When he entered China, he felt that God's grace and everything around him were twisted and transformed. His whole body was hazy in the light and shadow. He turned a blind eye, but felt God's gift. He came with God's glory and shined in this pagan kingdom. He was like a messenger of God, carrying God's majesty to punish those heresies who dared to challenge God.

Liu Zhizhi was waiting quietly, watching the momentum soaring into him step by step, and he was not in a hurry. There were still dozens of miles between the two. Liu Zhizhi was just waiting for him. His momentum was almost zero. He didn't need these. Like an ordinary person, waiting for him, and there were still a few hours before Clark would arrive. He did not show a miracle. He came step by step like an ordinary person. Liu Zhizhi was not impatient. He was in the desert, as if he was one with the desert.

Clark appeared on the horizon, and he had long felt someone waiting for him in front of him. A sense of enlightenment arose in his heart that this man was the one who killed his nephew, no, his son. God would help him defeat this devil. He murmured and recited the name of God and walked forward step by step. His pace did not accelerate because of his enemies in front of him, but still walked forward step by step.

Liu Zhizhi watched him approaching quietly, and a trace of seriousness appeared in his eyes, but the person did not move, and Clark still walked towards him. But the invisible aura next to him began to stir, and the yellow sand around him began to spread. On the desert, the sand gradually rose, like a sandstorm.

It's strange. Within five feet in front of Liu Zhizhi, the wind was calm. No matter what the wind and sand were, they were calm and calm around Liu Zhizhi. Ten feet away from Liu Zhizhi, Clark finally stopped his steps, but the cyclone around him did not stop. Instead, it became even more violent. When he did not appear in Liu Zhizhi's sight, there were no cyclones around him, although his momentum was in the sky.

But as soon as he found that Liu Zhizhi was in his sight, although it was as calm as usual on the surface, the cyclone finally came to life. Now his surroundings were dim and his figure was wrapped in it. Although he stopped, the wind and sand did not stop. He looked imposing.

"You killed Arthur?" Clark finally asked, of course in English.

"Yes, I killed it." Liu Zhizhi said lightly, and replied in English: "He is seeking death himself. In the duel, there are still tricks, and death is not worth cherishing."

"What a thief, since you have killed Arthur, then go to hell!" Clark suddenly roared irritably, and his aura outside him pressed towards Liu Zhizhi for a moment.

Liu Zhizhi did not have any energy. If the energy could kill the other party, Liu Zhizhi would of course be energy. Unfortunately, it was not possible. The five feet outside Liu Zhizhi was still calm and clean, as if Clark's momentum had no effect.

Although Clark was strong, he knew that since Liu Zhizhi could kill Arthur, he would not be afraid of this kind of pressure. He just used this to test Liu Zhizhi's level, but the result was not tried. He only felt that Liu Zhizhi was as motionless as a mountain and as deep as a sea.

At this point, he had to pay attention to Liu Zhizhi. He was a little despised. Although Liu Zhizhi killed Arthur, he always deceived Liu Zhizhi's youth. Now he became cautious and not afraid. Since his sister-in-law died, he has served God wholeheartedly, and he only has God in his heart. When Arthur died, he shed tears because Arthur returned to God's heaven before him. He felt sorry for the woman. Revenge was one aspect, but more importantly, Liu Zhizhi was a pagan in his mind. He firmly believed that this was the test of his God and an opportunity to spread the glory of God to the distant East.

A crown of thorns appeared on his head, as if it was completely made of holy light, but Liu Zhizhi saw its essence at a glance. A milky white light shrouded all over his body. Then, the crown of thorns rose from his head and suppressed directly towards Liu Zhizhi.

Liu Zhizhijian Clark rose from his head, knowing that this was worn by Christian monks and not a magic weapon. However, it was made of thorns. The material was very ordinary, but it was made of his devout faith, and it was soaked in the blood of monks for a long time. This thing condensed the extremely firm thoughts of the monks. This is its most terrifying thing, completely surpassing its material.

The crown of thorns was pressed down, and Liu Zhizhi raised a yellow light, holding up the crown of thorns. The crown of thorns could not be pressed down. Liu Zhizhi had no intention of accepting this thing at all. Even if he got the crown of thorns, he could not use it. He could only use it as a match, but once he was given faith, it was no less than a magic weapon.

Liu Zhizhi's yellow light is the power of the earth. When it comes into contact with the crown of thorns, the yellow light actually burns. Although it is not like the fire, the milky white holy light can actually erode the yellow light and turn the yellow light into the milky white holy light. This is the first time Liu Zhizhi has seen this.

The milky white holy light aroused Liu Zhizhi's interest. Unfortunately, this was not the time for research. The spiritual light he called could actually be burned by the holy light. Liu Zhizhi's memory had a kind of karma fire that could burn the other party's spiritual light, but the karma fire was acquired and would not burn at all for the innate qi machine. This holy light could actually burn the innate qi, but it was not like burning, but burning. Moreover, the earth shield, in theory, would not burn at all. Liu Zhizhi remembered that divine power was just karma, and a movement in his heart.

A terrifying light appeared in his eyes. He had already looked at the crown of thorns. His divine power was like a wave, and he rushed towards the yellow spiritual light. The yellow spiritual light was also like a wave. With one touch, it seemed to force the frequency of the yellow light. Although it was very slow, it was very effective. In the middle, various phantoms appeared, and various aspects of life were displayed in it.

Liu Zhizhi understood that it was indeed karma, and divine power was karma. Don’t think that karma was all bad. Karma was a large range. Doing bad things had karma, and doing good things had karma. In life, as long as you take action, it would be generated with karma. Karma promoted the wheel of human beings, which was the driving force for the flow of life. Buddhism said: Supernatural powers were not as good as karma, which was the meaning.

The earth spiritual power called by Liu Zhizhi did not have karma at all, but was polluted by the holy light and slowly became infected with karma. In terms of performance, it was like yellow light burning and transforming.

The crown of thorns pressed down, and the source of the holy light was the crown of thorns. Liu Zhizhi laughed. He remembered a method. When thunder breaks it, lightning, the yang energy between heaven and earth, no matter how good the karma is, you must retreat under the thunder. Liu Zhizhi stretched out his hand and grabbed it. The cloud dragon explored his claws. This is a martial art, transformed from the transformation of the cloud dragon. Once the claws came out, the body rose into the air like a cloud dragon, and the clouds and mist were scattered around him. When the claws came out, five qi burst out, and the lightning was stalked straight towards the crown of thorns.

The lightning flashed, and the holy light was suppressed. Liu Zhizhi grabbed the crown of thorns into the dragon's claws. He used a little force in his hand. In the thunder and fire, the crown of thorns was very ordinary in material and turned into ashes. The holy light had no place to rely on and suddenly dispersed into stars.

Clark's face changed. Although the crown of Thorns was not his life, and his crown was destroyed and his land was not hit, his spirit was like thunder. The crown of Thorns was destroyed by the pagans. He did not believe it, and his confidence was hit.

"The pagans dare to destroy my crown of thorns. Christ said: We must go through many hardships when we enter the kingdom of God!" Clark turned from roar to pray. With his prayer, his huge momentum turned into a holy pillar of light that was reaching the sky. Holding the cross, the holy light began to condense, and the cross in his hand became brighter and brighter. The dazzling light made Clark a light and shadow that could not be looked at.

However, Liu Zhizhi did not wait for him to accumulate, and stepped on his feet, the earth fluctuated, and he used objects to transmit power. Clark suddenly felt a sharp force coming from the earth, and hurriedly pointed the cross to the ground. The dazzling holy light rushed into the ground like a sharp sword. The fluctuations in the ground had arrived. The two of them were stimulating each other and a dust rushed up.

Clark took two steps back, felt angry, and held the cross in his hand high. A milky white light formed a lightsaber and slashed it at Liu Zhizhi, but the holy light was obviously not as bright as before.

Liu Zhizhi didn't meet at all. He flashed his body and retreated for more than half a mile. The holy light went empty. Liu Zhizhi stretched out his hand and his will came out. The Domino's hand appeared. There was no specific image, but the huge energy rushed straight towards Clark like a crazi wave.

Clark was unable to avoid it, and gritted his teeth and chanted in his mouth: "You must strive to be happy before God, be a well-deserved worker, and break down the truth according to the righteous intention! But avoid worldly false talk, for such people will reach a more ungodly level!" As the praise rose, the holy light on Clark became stronger.

However, the huge energy frenzy, regardless of whether the holy light is strong or not, was like a sandstorm in the desert, and the sky was covered with dust. It took a while to calm down. However, Clark was half-shot by Liu Zhizhi's attack, but the holy light was still bright on his body.

The desert was as sand as snow. At this moment, Liu Zhizhi was thinking of something irrelevant in his mind. Seeing Clark climbing out again, he said lightly: "Why do you do it? You practice hard in the Alps. I duel with Arthur. He died. It can be said that each of them will follow the destiny. Whether you are his master or godfather, you have to follow the rules."

Liu Zhizhi said this because he was not allowed to seek revenge on the other party, regardless of life or death in the duel in the West, unless another duel was initiated. This passage was half a mile away, but the sound seemed to be right in his ears.

"You killed my son!" Clark yelled.
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